Cupid's Plan

Chapter Eight- Two years later

~~Tim's point of view~~

I can't believe today is our two-year anniversary.

I can honestly say this is the easiest relationship that I have ever had. We work flawlessly together. In two years, we have never argued. That doesn't mean we won't have them in the future; it just means that we haven't had one yet. We will work through it when it does happen. That is just who we are. Taryn and I can move mountains as long as we are together.

Valentin's Day has never been a big deal to me. I would do things for the girl I was with if I were in a relationship, but I didn't overdo it. I still don't. Taryn wouldn't have it; She is not a materialist person. Three Valentine's days in a row, something has happened. It's like a day to expect something now.

Two years ago, we got married. Outside of my children, it was the best decision I have ever made. Taryn and my children are my everything. Every breath I take is for them. I wouldn't trade it for anything. This is where my life is supposed to be. I am aware that I didn't choose this. Liberty reminds me once a month that I was a dumbass.

Last year on Valentine's, Taryn called me in tears. A teacher from fourth grade came to find her. That teacher led her to a janitor's closet, where she found Phoenix curled in the corner crying. Some bully targeted him and told him that his parents told him that I was his dad. Taryn got both kids and came home. The principal covered the last hour of her class; we had an emergency meeting and told them the truth. He was angry at Luka and me for a bit. Now it's back to normal.

Things have shifted a bit. Both Phoenix and Paxtyn have their own rooms at our home. Timmons slept in his crib in our room until Luka, and I had the house remodeled and added two more bedrooms. We needed the space. We didn't change the front door. Luka insisted that had to stay the same.

This Valentine's, I am sitting here watching my incredible wife feed our little girl. She was born this morning at eleven thirty-two am. Ironically the same time, Taryn and I got married two years ago. We named her Love. For us, it was an easy choice. Love is how she got here. Love conquers all. Love continues to grow.

Liberty and Carson warned us that this Valentine's would change our lives again. We obviously knew Love was coming. Her due date was February twenty-fourth. She didn't want to wait; My little girl gets her patience from me. However, mine has grown leaps and bounds. I have grown leaps and bounds.

I kept my promise to myself. I started living in the moment and not in the past. It made me see things differently. I enjoy time with my children now instead of feeling guilty for making the mistakes I did. That helped my relationship with Phoenix grow. It had gotten even stronger now that he knows the truth. I am still Uncle Timmy, though, and I am ok with that. 

Paxtyn and Phoenix are still extremely close. Paxtyn does like to tease him about the fact that she is three months older. She reminds him that she is the big sister. She isn't Pepper's biological child, but boy did she get Pepper's attitude. I can't complain, though. She got all of Pepper's great qualities too.

When we explained everything to Phoenix explained everything to Paxtyn as well. She took it a lot better than Phoenix because she knew Vixen was her mom. Luka did struggle with it at first. He relaxed when things didn't change. He and I caught up with the kids' dad, who told Phoenix, though. He won't be shit-talking to anyone else. I never liked the prick anyway.

We were all able to move past it. We will continue to work through issues and co-parent our children together. Taryn and I are going to continue loving each other and raising our children. We are solid and always will be. She is where my forever ends.

Our future gets brighter and brighter every day. It will continue that way. I will continue to be the man she needs me to be because she and my children deserve that. I deserve that. I am worth it. 

~~Taryn's point of view~~

Life takes us all on unexpected journeys. Some good, some bad, some life-altering it's a journey none the less. I have learned you have to go through the bad to get the good and life-altering.

Granted, life-altering isn't always good. For some, it could be devastating. I am beyond thankful that my life-altering led me to Timothy. He is the love of my life. Carson has agreed.

Tim and I still wonder if Liberty and Carson are together in their world. We talk about it often, but we know that we will never get the answers. When they come to us and we ask they both giggle but avoid it. They no longer just vanish.

Valentine's Day seems to be our day for things to happen. Good or bad. The first year was amazing. Our second one, not so much. This one has been absolutely AMAZING.

I'm sitting in a hospital bed a few hours after giving birth to our baby Love Marie. The sweet snores from Paxtyn and Phoenix, who are both asleep on the couch. The only one missing is Timmons. He is still too little to be here; Pepper and Luka have him.

Looking around the room, my heart is overflowing. I never thought I'd have this again. I fully understand what Carson meant when he said he wasn't mean to be mine forever. I know he couldn't be because Tim is.

I hear Love whimper. Tim shifts.

Tim: "Ahh, I smell it, Baby Girl."

Then I smell it. It's her first poop. Boy, does she stink, She gets that from her Daddy.

Taryn: "Bring her here."

Tim: "I got this, Babe."

I watch as he changes her. He is an incredible father; It took him a while to see it. He relaxed a lot when Phoenix found out the truth. Phoenix was upset with both Luka and Tim. He got over it, though; he and Tim have an even strong bond now.

Tim and I have decided that we aren't going to take the measures to prevent having babies. I'm not ready, and neither is he. We did agree to birth control for a year because of the closeness of Timmons and Love. Timmons isn't even two yet. My body needs time to heal.

Tim: "All done, Baby Girl."

He sits back down in his chair with her. I just watch him with her. I sit and watch him often with the kids. I will never understand why he struggled the way he did. It didn't change him, though. He is still the Tim I married, just not the Tim that had stuff weighing him down.

I got my wish with Timmons. He looks just like his dad; Love looks like me; she is a chubby little thing. Cute as a button, though. Carson told me we were getting her. He then came to me last night; his exact words were, "You're about to have a wild ass Valentine's Day, Sweetheart. Buckle up and enjoy the ride.

My water broke as soon as midnight hit. I gave birth at eleven thirty-two this morning. Carson was right; it has been one hell of a ride. I wouldn't trade it for the world. This is the way my life was supposed to go. This was the plan set for me.

I no longer feel void in my life. I know that my heart is big enough to continue to love the ones from my past and the ones I have now.

I don't know why I deserved this twice in my life, but I will not question it. I am going to be thankful for the blessings I have been given and live life to the fullest.

The end

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