is she mine?

35

max woke up and shot up, the sweat pooling on his face, the thrashed his hand to the side of the bed to be met with an empty side.
the panic set in, he jumped out of bed in only his underwear and stormed into milas room.
the baby girl was there , he picked her up and ran into maxims room, his baby boy was there.
but no lacy.
his breathing started to get heavy, he ran around the house like a madman, he put the kids down in the living room and tan upstairs to the bathroom, the door was locked and he started pounding his hands against it, the door swung open to be met with the blonde.
he scooped her up, holding onto her tightly.
she laughed at max "what are you doing?"
he didn't answer and just stayed hugging her.
lacey patted his back and just smiled at the Dutchman, "bad dream?"
max nodded "you have no clue."

the day passed and max barely left lacey alone, watching her sort the kids out, watching her read in the living room, watching her sort her paperwork out.
she did question him "max, why are you following me?"
max stood there like a child caught doing what they shouldn't "nothing my love."
lacey stood up and walked over to max, a grin not leaving her face.
"is it to do with the dream?" she asked, her voice offering comfort.
max slipped his shoulders and nodded, which resulted in Lacey grabbing his hand and pulling him to the couch, resting her head against his shoulder.
"whatever it is max, im here. and im not going anywhere."
max mumbled "promise?"
lacey kissed his cheek and replied "promise."