Lucy Chen a determined yet quiet rookie is hiding so many secrets, and they're getting harder to carry alone.
What happens when Angela Lopez - a training officer who works at the same station takes notice of the quiet girl and her weird behaviour?
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The shrill cries of Alora and Alaya pierced the silence of the early morning, shattering the peaceful atmosphere that had enveloped the apartment just hours earlier. Angela bolted upright, her heart racing as she took in her surroundings.
Lucy remained fast asleep beside her, oblivious to the twins' distress. With a sigh, Angela carefully extricated herself from their tangled limbs and stumbled towards the nursery, her exhaustion weighing heavily on her. She scooped up Alora first, cradling her against her chest as she tried to soothe the hysterical child.
Alaya's wails grew louder as Angela attempted to quiet her sister, her tiny arms flailing wildly in the air. As Angela rocked both twins back and forth, she couldn't help but feel a pang of envy towards Lucy, who somehow managed to sleep through the chaos.
But she quickly pushed the thought aside, knowing that Lucy had been just as exhausted after their passionate night together. Angela pressed a kiss to each of the twins' foreheads, whispering softly in their ears as she tried to calm them.
They were her world, and no matter how tired she was, she would always be there for them. As she walked back and forth, the sun began to rise, casting a soft glow over the room.
The twins' cries gradually subsided, replaced by the sound of their ragged breathing. Angela knew it would be a long day ahead, but she found solace in the knowledge that they had each other.
Lucy stirred awake to find the bed empty beside her, the faint sounds of the twins' coos drifting in from the nursery. She sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, and noticed the time. "Shit," she muttered, realizing that Angela had probably been up for hours with them.
She swung her legs over the side of the bed, wincing slightly as she stood, her body still recovering from their intense night together. Padding into the nursery, she saw Angela sprawled across the rocking chair, fast asleep.
Both Alora and Alaya were snuggled against her chest, contentedly nursing. Lucy smiled tenderly, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to Angela's cheek. "I'm sorry I didn't wake up," she whispered, her voice full of regret.
Angela stirred slightly but didn't wake, a soft smile playing on her lips. Lucy carefully extracted the twins, cradling one in each arm as she sat down on the edge of the bed. She couldn't help but blush as she caught sight of the hickeys scattered across her neck and between her thighs in the mirror, a vivid reminder of their passionate encounter.
She carefully dressed the twins in warm onesies and wrapped them in blankets before depositing them in their prams. After ensuring Angela was comfortable, she tiptoed out of the room, leaving her to sleep a little longer.
The living room was a flurry of activity as Lucy prepared bottles and diaper bags, her mind already racing with the tasks that needed to be done.
Despite the chaos, she couldn't help but feel a sense of calm wash over her as she looked down at her daughters, their tiny faces so peaceful and trusting. They were a handful, but they were worth every sleepless night and every moment of frustration.
Lucy gently nudged Angela awake, her touch soft and loving. Angela's eyes fluttered open, a sleepy smile spreading across her face as she took in the sight of Lucy and the twins. "Morning," she croaked, sitting up slowly. Lucy leaned down to place a tender kiss on her lips before handing her a steaming cup of coffee.
"Thank you," Angela breathed, taking a grateful sip. They worked together to get ready for the day, the familiar routine soothing after their restless night. As Lucy bent over to pick up a fallen pacifier, Angela couldn't resist playfully slapping her ass, earning a yelp of surprise.
She chuckled as Lucy straightened up, her cheeks flushed. "What was that for?" Lucy asked, feigning indignation. "For being so damn sexy even when you're sleep deprived," Angela replied, winking.
Lucy rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her own smile as she finished packing the diaper bag. Once they were both dressed and ready, they each grabbed a pram and headed out into the crisp autumn air.
The park was only a few blocks away, and the twins seemed to sense the change in atmosphere, growing more alert as they were pushed along the tree-lined streets. Their laughter and coos filled the air, a stark contrast to the quiet serenity of the early morning.
The leaves crunched beneath their feet, painting a beautiful orange and red carpet along their path. Despite their exhaustion, Lucy and Angela couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within them. They had survived another night with their newborn daughters, and today was a new day full of possibilities.
Reaching the park, Lucy and Angela settled onto a wooden bench, the twins nestled safely in their prams. The crisp autumn air had lulled Alora and Alaya into a peaceful slumber, their tiny chests rising and falling in unison.
Lucy couldn't help the scowl that marred her features as she sipped her coffee, her exhaustion getting the better of her. Angela noticed her partner's mood shift and sighed, draping an arm around Lucy's shoulders.
She gently tugged at her scarf, pulling her closer until their cheeks touched. "Cheer up, sunshine," she murmured, her breath warm against Lucy's ear. "Or I'll have to find a way to make you." Lucy stiffened, her heart skipping a beat as Angela's words sent a thrill racing through her body.
She knew that tone, the one that promised pleasure laced with a hint of mischief. Despite her grumpiness, she felt a blush spread across her cheeks and a spark of excitement ignite between her legs. She shot Angela a sidelong glance, her eyes narrowing slightly.
"You wouldn't dare," she challenged, trying to keep her voice light. Angela's only response was a knowing smirk, her fingers tracing idle patterns along Lucy's arm. Lucy rolled her eyes but couldn't stop the smile that tugged at her lips.
No matter how tired or cranky she got, Angela always knew how to bring her back to life. She leaned into her touch, allowing herself to be comforted by the familiar warmth that radiated from her partner's body.
Together, they watched as the world woke up around them, the vibrant colors of fall painting a beautiful picture that seemed to mirror the love they felt for each other and their daughters.
