Two weeks. Two weeks since he had to leave Los Angeles for an operation with METRO. He only got one phone call in two weeks. Two weeks been to long. Tim was surprised to see the kitchen light on when he came inside. More than suprised when he saw Lucy, sat at the kitchen counter, her face in her hands, she seemed asleep. It was nearly midnight. He came closer and gently brushed her shoulder. She jumped, not ready to be wake-up by someone.
L: God, you're home..
She reached him, hugged him and her hands travelled under his shirt. After he cupped her face with his hands, he pecked her lips twice and finally kissed her. A last kiss on her forehead before he looked at her.
T: You know we have a bed right?
L: Hm, you can blame the stomach bug your daughter got from preschool...
T: That bad ?
L: That bad. She's sleeping now, in our bed, but, she's sleeping.
He pulled her back against his torso, and locked his arms around her waist. Her head fell back against him. His fingers gently brushed her belly.
T: Everything good there inside?
L: Yes. Perfectly fine.. OB said she had a strong heartbeat.
T: Still 4 months to wait..
L: I missed you, we all missed you.
T: I missed you too. Bed ?
L: Yes please...
He switched off the light and they joined their 3 years old in their bedroom. She was sleeping in the middle of the bed, her binky half out her mouth. After a quick warm shower, he joined his girls in bed. First he kissed his daughter, he missed her little face so much. He never thought he could love someone as much as he loves her. And then he kissed Lucy. No sleep against her tonight, someone needed more attention for now.
It were giggles that woke up Lucy. When she opened her eyes, she found Tim and their toddler on their stomach. Tims mouth next to her belly which was alreay cupped by two little hands.
T: You felt your sister moving Els ? She said hello to you!
E: Baby five five! Mama boo-boo ?
T: No, mama is good. Talking to Lucys Belly. Your big sister will be the best big sister in town and i can't wait to see the both of you, together. Seems you have a party inside, try to not wake up mama
L: Too late...
T: Good morning Mama
E: Mama hug ?
L: Come here peanut.
The little 3 years old climbed until she reached her mother torso and laid down against her, playing with her hair. Like father like daughter.
L: You're cute you know that ? Yes i'm talking to you Bradford
T: What's cute ?
L: You, talking to my belly it's cute.
T: I did it for Els too..
L: Really ? Never caught you
T: I think, it's my thing
L: Your daddy secret..
T: Something like that. It's amazing ..
L: What ?
T: Your belly. I left for two weeks, it changed so fast. Look at this baby bump.
L: Cute.. and stop rolling your eyes !
T: Els, you want pancakes?
E: Stawries!
T: With Strawberries, come on, you are going to help me. And you, take your time.
He kissed her and carried his daughter to the kitchen. He made pancakes with her. When Lucy told him they were going to be parent, he was afraid to recreate what he've been through when he was a kid. He was happy to become a dad, of course, but what if his traumas made him like is own father, unable to love properly ? But he was not like him. His father never took time on sunday morning to cook pancakes with him, he never took care of him when he was sick. At some point he asked himself if his father ever loved him. When the nurse put Ellie in his arms 3 years ago, his fear disappeared in a blink. He felt in love with her immediately. And he was an amazing dad, a carefull one. She joined them thirty minutes after. They enjoyed their sunday morning breakfast.
Lucy was doing the dishes when she felt someone against her back, one arm around her waist, one arm around her breast. She smiled. She missed that.
T: I had forgotten about it..
L: About what ?
T: Your breast when your pregnant
L: Oh, i see. You know your daughter is somewhere around us ?
T: Hm hm. And ? She's playing. At what time is her nap already ?
L: Timothy Bradford
T: What time ?
L: Around 1pm.
T: Maybe we could drop her to her godmother's house ?
L: Tim, how dare you ?
T: I tried... Haven't we chosen her godmother and godfather for this kind of situation ?
L: You're an idiot
T: But you love me
L: Hm hm.
And while she was laughing, he deepened his hug. His hand still on her belly was feeling his unborn baby kicks until a little voice called them from the living room. The poor baby just threw up all her breakfast. He carried her to the bathroom, gave her a shower. Lucy found them in the little one's bedroom. Ellie was laying against her father torso, his arms around her, asleep, thanks to the rocking chair in her room. She wasn't the only asleep person in there. And just like that, Lucy felt in love with him, again.
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13/07/2024. Hello everyone ! I'm back with a cute story. It's a short one, but. I hope you will like it. Do you maybe an episode where you would like to see an alternative end ? :) Tell me! Please vote and comment, it helps. Take care of you :)
