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Lee Pace

Oliver James Pace was the most perfect human being in the world to you and Lee. He was also known as your three year old son.

You were taking Oliver to see Lee on set.
"Mommy?"
"Yes baby?"
"How much do you love daddy?"
"Very, very, very much, just like how much I love you."
"How much does Daddy love you?"
You smiled.
"I hope just as much!"

You tried to pull out to the highway but you didn't see the truck and he didn't see you. All you knew was that there was an impact and you were knocked out.

When you woke up, you were in the hospital, Lee was sitting next you with his head in his hands. "Lee?" His head shot up. "(y/n)! (y/n)!" He basically jumped from his seat to you, wrapping his arms around you. "I love you so much. So, so much." Lee was crying now. "Lee, I love you too. What happened? Where's Oliver?" You started crying now. "He went into intensive care. He'll be alright, it'll all be alright."
"He's... He's in intensive care?"
You broke out oh Lee's arms and ran out of the room.

Ran for your baby boy.

Lee lay in bed watching you sleep [wow Lee]. It'd been a week since you'd been released and Oliver was still in intensive care. Lee was worried for you. Not that you were seriously injured, only a minor elbow fracture, but because of your mood lately. You'd been tearing yourself down, you thought that the accident was your fault. Of course it really was no one's fault considering you and the truck driver hadn't seen each other.
You were lying on the bed, curled in a ball and thinking. Lee entered and lay down across from you. "Hey." He said. "Hi." You greet back. Lee put an arm around your waist and pulled you close to his chest. "(y/n), it's not your fault." You nodded. "I just feel like I could have seen him. And... well, it's not just that..." You murmur. "What else is wrong?" You gulped. "Lee, what if... what if Oliver doesn't make it? W-will you still love me?" Lee blinked. "Oh course. You are the love of my life, I can't imagine loving anyone but you." You were in tears. "I-I'm just so scared of what might happen." Lee tucked two fingers under your chin and brought your head up. "Everything will be okay. I promise."
•••••••1 Month Later

It was 2:01 am and you were sitting up on your bed with your head on Lee's shoulder and Oliver asleep in your lap. "(y/n), I told you it'd all be okay." Lee said. You were half asleep, and half listening to what Lee was saying. "Lee, how would you like another kid?" You asked out of the blue. "I dunno, I guess, honestly, I'm fine with this one."
You grinned and ran your fingers through Oliver's soft hair.

"Too late."

And you closed your eyes as Lee's mouth dropped open. Life was good.

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This was a request by... someone, if you are you, please remind me. Next is a Tom Hardy one, then a Kirk, then a Spock, a tenth Doctor, a Scotty and a Moriarty