Full fanfictions of Evan Peters characters in AHS. Some will possibly follow the episodes of each season.
Season 1 - Tate Langdon Murder House
In which a shy, muted girl moves next door to a creepy home
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In which Tate Langdon found the love he nev...
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Iveline screams as she's taken into another room and the nurses take her through. Kit wasn't allowed to go in with her.
Iveline screamed in pain as they told her to push, Kit taken to see Thredson, he was fought it.
Iveline held onto a nurse/ Nuns hand and cried as she pushed with all her strength.
She tried, thinking of all the pain she had suffered through, wishing that Kit could be with her as she gave birth to their child. He deserved to be there.
Another reason added to her Hatred Of Briarcliff list.
Iveline felt all the pressure realise as a small baby started to cry. Iveline took a deep breath, her whole body relaxing as they cleaned the baby before handing it to her.
Afterwards, Iveline held her baby boy, yes, it was a boy. Smiling down at the small baby, her heart full of love.
"Ivy?" She heard Kit's voice and she looked up to him in happiness.
"Hi." Iveline smiled as he moved to sit at the edge of the bed with her.
"How are you?" Kit asked, looking from his child to Iveline.
"Sore, tired, but okay." Iveline replied softly.
"I'm glad. I'm so proud of you, you did so good." Kit praised her, giving her a soft kiss on the lips, Iveline felt her love overwhelm her and a tear dropped down her face. "What's wrong?"
"I'm just happy." Iveline muttered. "I love you."
"I love you." Kit kissed her head.
"Do you wanna hold your son?" Iveline asked with a smile and Kit's eyes widened in happiness.
"A boy." Kit sighed happily. "Yes."
Iveline carefully passed their son to Kit, and she couldn't get over the look in his eyes as he looked at their child.
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The next day, Iveline sat with her and Kit's baby boy. She smiled as she looked at Kit, not noticing Thredson and Carl the ordelie right behind him.
"I was wondering if we could call him Nick." Iveline told him, looking up.
"I love it." Kit smiled.
"How's your milk production Iveline?" Thredson asked making her uncomfortable. "If your having any trouble with your let-down reflex, there are some things we can do to help that."
"I'm all good." Iveline spoke awkwardly, she would not be nice if Thredson attempted to touch her or her baby.
"You two, enjoy your precious miracle." Thredson spoke before walking off.
"Am I crazy or does he look exactly like me?" Kit asked, crouching beside her.
"He looks like your spitting image." Iveline stated happily. "Want to hold him again?"
