MEET YOUR PARENTS
Mother: Vera Farmiga
Father: Patrick Wilson
Past...
Vera was holding Y/N in her arms after arriving back from the hospital. Patrick kept looking over his wife's shoulder to make sure Y/N was ok. As Vera slowly rocked you in her arms, she felt a warmth that took her by surprise. A tear rolled down her eye as Patrick looked in worry.
"Are you alright hon?"
"Yeah, I think my mind just realised we are parents. I guess I got a little emotional."
"Aww come here." Vera went towards Patrick, still holding Y/N in her arms. They all huddled up together just like a perfect little family, all in each other embrace. Patrick took you from Vera and rocked Y/N in his own arms as he kissed your temple.
"Can I have her back now?" Patrick smiled at his wife and passed you back over to Vera. Vera rocked you over and over again as she sang twinkle twinkle softly. Vera didn't take her eyes off you as she held you close to her chest. Patrick brought in your cot to the nursery, at which Vera looked upset. Patrick's footsteps are all that Vera headed from behind that made her slightly jump.
"Patrick I thought Y/N was sleeping in her cot in our room tonight?"
"Alright fine, I just thought it would be nice for us to have some alone time." Vera glared at him for a brief second and then smiled. "Just kidding." Patrick laughed it off as he moved the cot into their room. Vera followed him next door and placed you down in the cot while outside; the sun was starting to set. The orange sky and red sun glared into the room and gently onto your face, lighting up all your features. Patrick held Vera close to him as he kissed her neck and cheek. They both looked down at you as Vera placed her hands near her heart. Patrick put his hands on top of hers as they held huge smiles and gleaming eyes on their faces.
As they crawled into their bed at the side of you. Patrick rolled over, turning off the lamp at the side of himself as Vera slowly closed her eyes. Patrick pulled her in close, placing his arm around her waist as he cuddled her. Vera's eyes kept opening and closing, trying to stay awake just in case Y/N started to cry. It got a bit too much for her sleepy eyes as she finally drifted off. "Goodnight Vera." Patrick smiled, kissed his wife's forehead as he closed his own eyes in relief they were all finally home.
A loud cry came from your cot. Vera moved her husband's hand as she stood up to comfort you. Vera picked you up from the cot and rocked you slowly in her arms, kissing you and moving her hand on your little head. "Ssh, it's alright baby, Mommy's got you. Your alright beautiful little girl." Vera began to sing to you, trying not to wake Patrick softly. "Go to sleep, my little one; the sun has said goodbye, for now, the moon shines on your beautiful face." Y/N begins to calm down as you look up into your mothers' eyes. She bends down her face as she rubs her nose up against yours. Patrick opens his eyes and smiles at the two of you. She kisses your forehead numerous times before slowly placing you back in the cot. As she climbs back into bed, she kisses Patrick on the lips as he puts his hand on her waist and pulls her in close.
"I love you Vera."
"I love you too Patrick."
YOU ARE READING
Loving home//Parmiga
FanfictionY/N is the daughter of Vera Farmiga and Patrick Wilson. Follow the story as your parents protect you at every cost because you mean the world to them.