Finding our Serenity (Stryders # 0.5) HOLD

Chapter 9

Idk these chapters have been super easy to write I guess because I don't put too much pressure on myself to write them.

It's fun to write about our favorite parents - I hope you guys like reading about them. Let me know what you think.

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Moving in was an easy process because she had Iggy to be her guide. 

And she had nothing. Which meant a lot of shopping on her part. There was a fully stocked kitchen with every ingredient she could think of in the fridge and freezer, all the pots and pans in the dream kitchen. 

Iggy mentioned that they had a dining hall, which he showed her that was a large structure called Grand Lobby. "It has everything one could ever need when it comes to food. Plus, Dami's office is there." Iggy waggled his eyebrows earlier in the day as he said this.

It was her second day, and she hadn't seen Damien. He had to be busy, she thought. Hating that she even thought or cared about if he thought of her. A very expensive stroller showed up yesterday for Lance, and she knew who she had to thank. Thinking about him made her grow flushed. Had he thought about her at all? He didn't even visit her! Or Lance... 

Iggy was always with her though, and she wondered if Iggy was keeping guard on her or keeping tabs. Only, Iggy was the perfect one to do the job because his taste in picking out anything for the room and house was perfect.

Mostly, it was furnished, and she didn't want to add anything that would make it look less than what it was. She bought things for Lance, mostly.

The past few days had been busy with getting adjusted to the house, Lance and moving in.

It was the fourth day being moved in, and Iggy was still helping her buy things he thought she would need. Everything for Lance was already bought - baby crib, diaper changing station, clothing. And toys that Serenity knew a newborn could never play with, but she really appreciated the gesture from Iggy.

"What kind of diapers should we get Lancey?" Iggy asked, writing down a list on the dining table she was sure came from a piece of wood from an important part of history. This was after a large breakfast that was prepared for her in the morning. "Also, need any groceries? Write it down and I'll have them ready for you in less than two hours."

"What day is it?" Serenity asked suddenly. 

"Saturday..." Iggy answered, trailing off. She brightened. 

"Actually, I would like to go to the farmer's market."

Iggy stared at her. "The what?"

"Farmers market. Over the weekend, you have vendors sell their fresh fruit and vegetables or honey in the nearby town." Thinking about this, Serenity got more excited than she had in what felt like ages. To be normal and doing something such as picking out fresh produce at the farmer's market was what she needed.

Iggy scratched his head. "Uh..."

His hesitation made her heart sink. The slither of doubt that was always at bay crept up. "Don't tell me that I can't leave Haven's Way."

"Of course you can," Iggy said hastily, shaking his head. He crossed his arms and sat back on the chair, giving her a sheepish look. "It's jus that I literally do not know what in the world you're talking about. Sounds ...fake."