My head's a mess but I'm trying regardless.
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"Son of a bitch." I hold my aching waist as I lay in bed.
"Need me to adjust the heating pad?" Clark super speeds inside and lays down next to me.
"No. Keeps me human." I retort.
"Good one."
"Thank you." I nod. "No, but, even before I got my powers, my periods were always kinda more painful than others. Depends on genetics, physical appearance, health."
"Maybe you should've been a scientist."
"Like I told Emil, before I understood what Dominic was doing, that's what I wanted to be. But, you know, then I grew up and got an FBI internship."
"And then became the King of Gotham." Clark kisses me. "How is your team anyway? Reid, JJ, Hotch, Garcia, Morgan, Emily, Rossi. You haven't mentioned them in a long time."
"Yeah, they've been working really hard. But we check in with each other every other week. Emily, she...she died."
"What?"
"Yeah, uh, she was killed. By a man named Ian Doyle. Morgan found her and she..." I shake my head. "Anyway, still can't believe it's been five years since Haley died."
"Haley?" He lifts up my shirt and places his hand on my stomach, then softly rubbing it to ease the cramps.
"Hotch's wife. A serial killer he had history with killed her." I thickly swallow. "George Foyet—but they called him The Reaper. He shot her when Hotch was on the phone. Their son Jack was hiding." My eyes start to water. "I went to the funeral almost two years ago." I wipe my eyes. "I'm so happy I'm not pregnant right now." I laugh before crying. "I don't want our kid to-"
"Stop, stop, no." Clark cups my face. "I would never let that happen. I would never let them be exposed to that. I would never put them in danger. Neither would you. And I'm so sorry about Emily and Haley." He leans down and hugs me.
"And I'm sorry about my hormones." I shakily chuckle.
"Don't be." He kisses my forehead. "And when we're ready, our kid, or kids, will have the best mom in the entire world. A mom who will love them no matter what. A mom who would kill for them, who would die for them." He laces our hands together before placing his arm under my head for better support due to my body aches.
"I don't know if it's the increased sex drive, and I don't care if it is, but I really want your head between my legs right now." I fist his shirt before kissing him.
"Don't say things like that. Not for the next three days." He kisses me harder.
"Why not?"
"You know why." He cups my face. "I can't handle it."
