Out of The Dark

Sleepless Nights, and Arguments.

{{Edited - 12/05/2020}}

^Gracie's PoV^

It's been a week since we brought Lilly home and she's been settling in okay, except I've had about 6 hours sleep all week. Frankie offers to get up but since she wants feeding I tell him it's no use and I've been getting up every night at 2-3 hour intervals and to say I was tired would be an understatement.

I crept out of the bedroom and closed the door; I called it an achievement when I finally got her down for a nap, baby monitor in hand I walked downstairs.

Frankie was doing something in the kitchen and I wasn't in the best of moods, things had been tense since I'd brought Lilly home, the one reason being my lack of sleep. I didn't cope well when I used to have my nightmares and this was almost as bad.

"Hey babe, she asleep?" He asked and walked towards me a mug in his hand. "I made you a cup of coffee, you look like you need it." He set it down and without meaning to I rolled my eyes, not so discreetly.

"Of course I need it, 6 hours sleep isn't keeping me awake.." I mumbled. Anger coming through in the undertones of my statement.

"Sorry.." He said and then his tone changed as I slid the cup of coffee away from me.

"I try do one thing nice and you throw it back in my face, you're so stubborn and won't ever let me get up with our daughter so it's your fault your tired. You don't need to take it out on me!" He stood up and walked into the kitchen.

I crumbled right there and then and as I fought back tears I left the living room and went into mine and Frankie's room; also at this moment in time inhabited by Lilly.

I tried to be quiet but the sobs escaped my lips and I curled up in a ball, it was my fault. I'm such a pain and I never should've lost my temper with Frankie.

I didn't realise this but I'd left the baby monitor downstairs and Frankie had ahold of it. Hearing my every sob.

^Frankie's PoV^

I held the white baby monitor in my hand and listened to the cries of my wife, all my anger had completely gone as soon as it had appeared but as soon as I'd spoken I couldn't take back my words.

It broke my heart to hear her and I was wrong to say what I said, although she never let me get up she was doing it for me, not being stubborn.

I could see how worn out she was, and the only reason Lilly woke up was for feeding which I couldn't provide. So she chose to get up every time and let me sleep.

I set the baby monitor down and then walked upstairs quietly and into our room. Grace's body was curled up and she was still crying.

Being as light footed as I could I padded across the bedroom floor and then got into the bed, immediately pulling my wife close to me. I slid my arms around her waist and her crying stopped. She only emitted little sniffles.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything I said, I know it's hard and I just hate seeing you so worn out, we need to come up with a better plan because you need sleep as much as the next person angel. I'm so so sorry for shouting. I love you." I said and felt Grace shift.

She turned herself around so she was facing me and I wiped away her tears.

"I'm sorry too, I love you to pieces and that'll never change." She says and I kiss her gently, she runs her fingers through my hair and then I move my arms from her waist and to her legs, pulling her body on top of me as I moved onto my back.

She began to lower her upper body against mine, keeping her legs wrapped around my waist.

I kissed her more passionately now and we let each other explore the others mouth, I was trying to tug her shirt off when Lilly began to stir.

I heard Grace groan and I smirked.

"Our own daughter cock-blocked us, I'll get her babe." I say and leave Grace with a lingering kiss.

God I was such a lucky man, a beautiful and not to mention strong and kind hearted wife by my side and a perfect little girl we called our own. Life couldn't get any better.

I got out of bed and went over to Lilly's cot, where she lay, wide eyed and curious. I picked her up and held her close to me.

Only a few minutes in my arms and my little princess was asleep again. I laid her back down and turned to the bed, a sight I always adored was seeing Grace when she slept, because it was when she looked most at peace.

After all she'd been through it seemed to have added years onto her, her eyes had seen far more than they should have and she looked older than 19. But as she slept she looked like the same fresh faced girl I'd met 2 years ago at Brize Norton. However, to me Grace will always be beautiful, even when we're both 80 and old and grey.

I walk over to the bed and pull back the covers, gently I lay her down and then crawl in beside her. She moves closer to me for warmth, and I'm surprised because she opens her eyes and then smirks. She grabs my hand having already shed her shirt and we leave our bedroom and go into the spare one down the hall, she left the bedroom door open so we'd be able to hear Lilly.

She tugged at my shirt and threw it to the ground and then pulled me to the bed.

I took the lead from here and removed her clothes and then mine, I picked her up and her legs wrapped around my waist.

Her body as close to mine as space would allow and then I laid in the bed and you can guess what happens next....

It's safe to say we were both asleep after that.

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A shorter chapter this time but I have big plans for the next chapter, which will involve skipping ahead in time.

Buuuut! As always I hope you enjoyed this chapter, vote and comment and don't forget, good day/night to you my beautiful readers.

-Smilebright12