Stages
Something Lucas knew was going to come when it came to Max's pregnancy, he knew that things were going to be hard when it came to Max, and he loves his wife, he loves her dearly...
But the woman is crazy.
"Arghh!" Max drags out angrily while she throws all of the shirts out of the dresser, rummaging through all of the clothes in the dresser and when she doesn't find what she is looking for she tosses the piece of fabric to the side, clothes being all around the floor, her little baby bump being noticeable.
Lucas yawns a little while he makes his way inside of the house, closing the door behind him, seeing Mike and Eleven laughing together while they fold clothes on the couch, them standing together while doing so. "Hey guys." Lucas waves.
"Hey Lucas!"
"Hi Lucas!"
"Where's Max?" Lucas asks.
"In the room." Eleven motions.
"Okay thanks." Lucas says, him going over to the room and going to open the door, his eyes immediately widening when he sees the state of the room, him slowly closing the room door. "Max..."
"What?!" She questions in irritation, her throwing another piece of clothing on the floor. "God dammit where is it?!" She exclaims angrily.
"Max what—" He starts but he takes a little deep breath. This is the stage that he hates the absolute most, the angry stage, the stage that he knows he is going to receive most of out of all of them. "What are you doing? Why are clothes all around the room?"
"Because clearly I am trying to find something that I am having no success in!" Max says back, her still rummaging through clothes.
"Okay well throwing clothes all around is not going to help you." Lucas tells her.
Max just slowly goes to look at him. "So you are just going to come in here saying bullshit like that without actually helping me?"
"No I'm just...." He takes another breath. "What are you looking for?"
"Your hellfire shirt." Max throws her hands up angrily. "I can't find it and I know where I left it."
"Okay well I did put some clothes in the washer and dryer before leaving for the day maybe I put it in there." Lucas says.
"Why I already washed it Lucas!" She mentions irritably.
"I'll go check." Lucas mentions.
"What so I'm incompetent now?! I can't do anything for myself?" She crosses her arms while raising her eyebrows at her.
"Okay Max when did those words ever come out of my mouth?" He questions.
"You didn't have to say it you were thinking it." Max says.
"I'll go get the shirt Max."
"No I'll do it."
Lucas just sighs a little while closing his eyes when she goes to brush pass him, him going to follow Max out of the door.
"Hey...." Eleven trails off a little, seeing Max's angry grimace when she passes through the kitchen to go in the laundry room, Lucas following her closely behind.
"I'm not even saying anything." Mike shakes his head, him continuing to fold clothes.
Max goes to look in the washer and the dryer, surfing through the clothes and her just feeling herself get more angry when she doesn't see the hellfire shirt. "It's not in there Lucas."
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After the Fall
FanfictionStory takes place after Dear Family (read that before this if you haven't already) It's been a year and after the War of 1987 Max has finally awoken from her coma. Follow Lucas and Max and the party on their road of recovery has they have moments o...