Hellfire (Eddie Munson x OC Stranger Things Fanfiction)

Chapter 43: Uncle Stevie

~ 2 years later ~

"Mommy, mommy!" I hear my son yell as he barges into our room. I feel him get snatched up before I can open my eyes.

"Ssh, mommy needs her sleep little one," Eddie whispers. I keep my eyes closed, wanting to just listen to the moment between Eddie and our son.

"But I want to show mommy my dinosaur," I hear little Ollie whisper as a weight pushes down on the bed. Eddie gets back into bed, cuddling Oliver in his arms.

"But why show mommy when you can show daddy? What's his name?"

"Danny."

"Danny the dinosaur, huh?"

"Yeah, he's my favourite."

"And why's he your favourite?"

"Because he's blue and that's mommy's favourite color."

"That's right. And who's mommy's favourite person in the whole world?"

"Me!" Ollie squeals.

"Nuh uh, mommy's favourite person is daddy!" Eddie says in a childish voice. I smile into my pillow at the interaction, feeling my heart melt.

"Nuh uh, it's Ollie. Me! Not you daddy!" Ollie says back, as I snake my arm under Eddie's to wrap around his stomach.

"Okay, okay, little one. Your mommy's favourite person. But who's daddy's favourite person?" Eddie asks. My hand now makes it's way towards and unsuspecting little leg. I suddenly grab making poor Ollie squeal.

"Ollie!" I scream, jumping up from behind Eddie's back.

"Mommy! You scared me!"

"I'm sorry little one. Come here and I'll give you a hug."

Ollie jumps over Eddie, landing in the gap between his daddy and I. I squeeze him into my chest and look up at Eddie, finding a loving smile on his lips. He leans in and places a kiss on my forehead.

Our moment is interrupted by a loud grumble from Ollie's stomach.

"Are you hungry, Ollie?" Eddie asks, swiping him from my arms and launching out of bed. He quickly makes his way out of the room, carrying Oliver horizontally, as he squeals.

I follow them, throwing on my robe and slippers as I leave the bedroom.

I make my way down the stairs and see Eddie already pouring milk into Ollie's bowl at the dining table. He works fast when he wants to.

"There you are little guy. I want that bowl empty before you go back to playing with your toys," Eddie says, mockingly. I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Yes ma'am," Ollie says back, saluting Eddie. Eddie looks up at me with a grin on his face.

"I taught him that," Eddie says, making his way towards me in the adjoining kitchen.

"And why did you teach him that?" I ask, placing a hand on my hip.

"The 'yes ma'am' was just a joke for us to make about you..." Eddie begins, stopping when he notices my glare. "Because we love you."

"Sure, and the salute?"

"For my uncle. He loves the kid and the kid loves his grandpa."

"Grandpa?"

"Wayne. He accidentally called Ollie his grandson last week and so Ollie called him Grandpa, but as far as I'm concerned, he's got every right to be called Grandpa."

"Eddie..."

A sudden doubt pops into my head, making me bite my lip. Eddie takes a step towards me, almost backing me up to the kitchen countertop.

"You drive me crazy, Lyssa. Just one little bite of that lip and I wanna bend you over."

"Eddie," I say, putting my hand against his chest. His gaze suddenly becomes concerned. "Eddie, are we good parents?"

"Why are you asking me that? Have you seen that little boy over there. Our little boy. Is he healthy? Is he happy, Lyssa?"

"Yes, he is."

"Isn't that all that matters? We love and care about him and he knows that. Why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"

"I've been thinking about maybe... trying for another."

"You want another Munson baby?"

"Maybe. Ollie is getting older now and I miss him as a little baby. He's getting so big now and I just know he would love to have a sibling to play with, but I'm having doubts."

"We are good parents, Lyssa. If you want to start trying for baby number two, you just say the word."

I look over at Ollie as he plays with his dinosaur toy on the table. It didn't seem so long ago that this little boy was a tiny little bean kicking away in my uterus. Would it be so bad to have another? I look back to Eddie, my mind made up.

"I want to have another baby with you, Munson."

Eddie smirks and picks me up, placing me on the counter top and standing between my legs. I look down and see him already hard.

"Ollie, is sat right there Eddie," I say, gently poking his chest.

"Ollie! Mommy and daddy are just going for a cuddle. If you need us, just knock on our door, okay?" Eddie shouts back to Oliver.

"Okay, daddy!" Ollie replies, not even turning his head in our direction.

"Eddie, no," I say, holding my finger in his face. He freezes, staring at my hand. "If we're doing this, we're going to do this the right way. We're gonna get a babysitter and you're going to take me out for a nice meal. Then we'll have sex in the back of your van. Got it?"

"Got it."

~~~

"Hey Steve. You know how you're one of my very close fr-" I start to say.

"What do you want Mel?" Steve asks, cutting me off.

"Could you babysit Ollie this evening?"

"Be there in 10."

"No, Steve. Not now-"

The call ends, cutting me off.

~~~

"Uncle Stevie!" Ollie yells as he runs towards Steve's open arms. Steve scoops him up, squeezing him in a hug.

"It's nice to see you too little buddy!" Steve says, eventually putting Ollie down. I turn to him, an eyebrow raised.

"I thought you hated babysitting. I only asked you first as a joke," I say, surprised at his speed in getting here, despite not needing him until this evening.

"When it's Dustin, yeah, but not when it's this awesome little guy. You're my buddy, aren't ya?"

"Ya, I'm Stevie's buddy."

"We didn't need you until this evening, Steve," I say, trying to hide my smile.

"Nope, you're going now. Whatever you're doing. Date, s, e, x, movie. Don't care. Go now. Get the most out of an Ollie free day."

"I owe you Steve."

"No, you don't. I'm just going to hang out with my favourite little man. If I need any help, I'll just call one of the others. I know Dustin would love to be here."

"Thank you, Steve."