Your Okay (Age Regression)

Pretty Trees and the Potty (Part 16)

Third person POV

Iris lost track of time. As she looked out the window, the trees formed together, it looked like a giant blur of green. Usually she would love looking at nature, but right now, she couldn't bring herself too.

She was so distracted, she unconsciously ignored all of her bodily functions. She was very hungry, a little thirsty, and very tired. The most pressing issue of them all was her filling bladder, not that she could tell anyway.

Unbeknownst to her, her hand crept towards her crotch as the urge got worse and worse.

She was so tired, she was tempted to fall asleep but she wouldn't let her guard down. Her were lips so dry to the point where they started cracking.

Just as she began to hold herself, the social worker looked back.

"Wha... Are you ok.." you couldn't really blame the woman for her uneasiness as she was used to working with "moody" and quiet teenagers. She didn't know how to work with kids. She thought Iris was a teenager from the information she was given, but she found that very hard to believe. She didn't look nor act like one. She began to think that she was getting punked.

Iris looked up quickly, almost looking like she gave herself whiplash. She nodded her head quickly, and made the tiniest squeak as she became aware of how bad she had to go potty.

The woman heard the squeak, but she didn't know how to handle the situation, so she just dismissed that noise and started to drive faster to get to the location quicker.

Why these weirdo foster parents lived in seemingly the middle of nowhere was beyond her. She wished they lived closer so she could drop off this kid that made her feel... a little sympathy. Which was such a weird feeling for her. When she got back to the station she would definitely give this case to someone else so she didn't have to see those sad, dark, green eyes ever again. She found herself glancing back every now and then, and she could she Iris holding herself. She just didn't know what this meant.

Was the little thing in pain? she knew Iris was sexually assaulted, but was there something the doctors missed? Did she have to pee, she remembers her little cousin hold herself that way when she needed to go to the bathroom badly. She just didn't know what to do. She didn't like the way the tiny thing in her backseat made her over think they way she was.

"Where almost there... so just hold on, um.. I don't know what's wrong, but maybe your new fosters can help you." The woman wasn't used to being so tender, but she knew Iris needed it at the moment, she wasn't completely cruel.
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Third person POV

The couple ran around the house, making sure every outlet, every dangerous drawer, and anything that could hurt their baby was covered and locked away. If it were up to them, they wouldn't hold a single thing in their home that could potentially harm their baby girl. They looked into every room, and every corner, double checking and triple checking.

They would have checked another time if the home wasn't suddenly filled the sound of the doorbell ringing.

The hairs on the back of calliope's neck stood up. Zoe froze. She seemed to be the one to call all the shot at the moment, which was a rare thing. She felt like she could do it until she heard the tall tell ring on the door bell. She shut down.

"I cant do this cal, I thought I could, I really thought I was ready but I don't think I'm am enough for her." Tears were rapidly streaming down Zoe's face.

They both froze, you could see the gears in their heads turning. After a few seconds of complete silence as calliope dropped the outlet cover in her hand, and took a long, deep breath.

She took action. She grabs Zoe's face and kissed her tears away.

"Darling, you have been so strong throughout this whole process. You have saved from my own mind me countless times, now it's time for me to save you. You will be a beautiful mommy to our little girl.. And I will help you realize that. You have been such a good wife to me, and you'll be just as good as a mama." Tears begin to fall down her face as well as they look into each other's eyes.

Zoe's leans in for a kiss and hug each as they soften in each others arms.

"Let's go get our little girl," Zoe says with a determined look on her face.

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