Living in ambrose was almost like a dream, you lived almost completely cut off from the outside world, and in the winter season, the little abandoned town was reminiscent of a whimsical snow globe. The snow made the usually dirty buildings cleaner and gave them a more youthful appearance, different from how they normally were. You and the Sinclair brothers are the Only residents in the small Town, and you are practically married to Bo Sinclair. Its thanksgiving day and You and the Brothers had managed to whip up a nice dinner, consisting of roast turkey,mashed potatoes and gravy, pumpkin pie, salad and juice. "Now I know how the turkey felt with the stuffing." You groan a bit, leaning back in your chair. Lester and Vincent chuckle at your comment, as they continue eating. Bo watches you as you close your eyes and rub your food baby, and for a moment, he cant help but imagine you having an actual baby inside you. He's always wanted kids, and the fact that he was in his thirties made him a bit sad, he had always thought he'd be married and have little tykes running around by now. He'd always wanted a big family to fill in the hole in his heart from the family he'd been born into. But he hadn't met the right woman until he had met you two years ago. He had come across the car accident you and your drunk boyfriend had been in. Bo saw your boyfriend yelling and starting to beat and knock you out. Bo stopped his truck and got out with his rifle and shot your ex on the head before escorting you to the truck and claiming you as his own after taking care of you and alot of trust building. You didn't have a family to get back to, and after the initial shock of learning the secret of ambrose, much to the brothers surprise, you didn't seem much bothered by it, as long as you didn't have to do any of the killing yourself. Heck you'd sometimes even watch.Now, you are a bit younger than Bo, which is why he never really mentioned having kids to you, he'd already taken over your freedom, he didn't want to take away your free will and force you to be a mother when you weren't ready to be one. So he's waiting for the right time, hoping you'd pop the question and ask him for a child first. But you haven't so far. After a few minutes, you open your eyes again and try to get up to help clear the table and do the dishes, but you have to move very slowly, and you waddle over to the sink as The men hand you and help put away the dishes. Your movements made Bo's little fantasy even more realistic and he was annoyed because he knew he would have to open up and be vulnerable if he was going to ask you the big question. He hated confrontation about delicate matters, which was ironic considering his day job.You notice a strange expression on his face, but keep quiet, waiting to see if he'd speak up first. You and him are both alike in that way, youre most likely to open up on your own time than if someone asked you what was on your mind."What's wrong Bo? Didn'tcha like the food?" You ask after the four of you finish cleaning up. He looks at you and raises an eyebrow. "Ya kidding, right? That was one of the best meals I've ever had in my life sweetheart." He tells you. "Amen to that! Thank you, Y/N!" Lester pipes up,giving you a peck on your temple and Vincent nods in agreement and signing "thank you" and patting your back fondly before they head to the living room. Bo waits till they're out of earshot and turns back to you. "I...I got something ta say ta ya, but I don't want ya to think I'm pressurin ya or anythin' 'Kay, baby?" He asks, his heart beating faster. You nod and look at him expectantly. You notice his face is getting red, and he keeps glancing down at your tummy and back at you for a few moments. He then turns away abruptly going to sit at the table again and putting his hands on his face. "Sweet pea, ever since I was a kid...I...I've always...wanted...ugh. never mind." He groans and buries his face into his folded arms on the table, looking like a pouting child. You put two and two together and your cheeks warm up a bit as you walk over to the man who was in more ways than not, your husband. You rest your hands on his broad shoulders, and start rubbing his back soothingly. "Bo honey, all ya had ta do was ask, I thought you didn't want to talk about it cause I thought you didn't want kids." You tell him. You knew he had a tramatic childhood and thought maybe it would be difficult for him to try having little ones or his own. He sits up immediately. "Are ya serious?? You really wanna have kids?" He asks eagerly, sounding even more like a kid himself. you chuckle as you stare into those gorgeous blue eyes of his. You lean into his ear."The question is, my love, what are we waiting for?" You ask and the next thing you know you're being swept of your feet and carried at lightning speed to you and Bo's bedroom both laughing like two highschool teenagers.
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