28: Unnerving

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⬆️That's Aliana⬆️

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⬆️That's Aliana⬆️

Andy's P.O.V

I spent two days in the hospital, just to recover. Holly showed me how to bottle feed Aliana, and how to change her nappy, etc. Mum joked, saying she could've just shown me instead.

She was over the moon. I'd never seen my parents so soft over something before, and they hardly let me hold my own daughter.

"Can we take her home with us?" Mum giggled, kissing Ana's nose. She gurgled happily, cries subsiding. She'd woken up after falling asleep in Dad's arms.

"God, she really got the beauty from both of you guys, huh?"

Rye nodded, pulling me into his chest. I snuggled into him, so happy right now.

"Hi, Andy. Oh, your Majesties," Holly said, bowing in front of Mum and Dad. Mum shook her head.

"No need for the formalities," she said. "You can call me Lesley. Thank you for helping our Andy. Ana may not have been such a successful delivery had you not been there," she smiled. Holly blushed and thanked her, turning to me.

"Okay, you're free to go home with Aliana now. There'll be another appointment in a couple of weeks, just to see how she's doing."

"Thanks, Hol. See you soon."

She nodded and left the room, and Rye picked up my bag. "Let's go home, baby."

"Mum, Dad, are you guys staying with us?" I asked.

Dad shook his head. "We're staying with Sarah and Richard," he nodded, looking at Rye. "But we'll all come and visit you guys in a couple of days. Okay?" (A/N I don't know Rye's parents names, so they're just going to be called Sarah and Richard.) After we said our goodbyes, they left. Rye carefully placed Aliana in the baby cradle/car seat, and I grabbed my bag.

"Come on, my beautiful angels. Let's go home."

***

The house was empty, Jon and Mikey having gone to get some things for Ana whilst Brook and Jack were just out. I couldn't shake a weird feeling that came over me as we stepped through the doors, and even Aliana went quiet.

"Is it just me or does something not feel right?" I said to Rye, who nodded.

"I'm getting the same thing. Maybe it's just because the house is quiet?"

I nodded in agreement, but knew there was an underlying feeling.

"I don't know. I just feel like we're being watched, that's all."

"I think it's just post-natal paranoia. You know?" (I have no clue if that's a real thing tbh)

"Mm. Maybe."

Aliana started whining and I took out her bottle, lifting her out of the carrier. "I'm going to go and feed her," I said to Rye.

"Can I try? Just so I know," he smiled. I loved his approach to this whole parenthood thing, and how open he was to everything.

"Yeah, of course."

Getting the milk ready, I sat Rye in a chair and made sure he was comfortable before handing Aliana over as well as the bottle.

"Okay, make sure you support her head with your hand, and your body will just naturally support hers."

Rye's P.O.V

Whilst feeding Aliana, I couldn't help noticing that Andy kept looking around him, obviously unsettled. I'd had the same sort of feeling he'd described before, but it wasn't exactly driving me crazy.

"Will you pat her after she's done? I'm going in the shower. She usually falls asleep straight after I've fed her as well," Andy smiled. He kissed my lips and Ana's head, going upstairs.

"What's up with Mami, huh?" I said to Ana, who gurgled. She finished a little while later and I rubbed her back until she burped, then closed her eyes. I couldn't hold back a coo as she yawned cutely.

I decided against placing her in the cot, instead putting her down in the middle of our bed and lying next to her. I soon started to feel myself fall asleep too, and the other side of the bed dipped, Andy chuckling softly.

***

I went to get a snack for Andy and I, noticing the back door was open widely. Usually, we kept it closed unless Jon was cooking something.

"Jon!" I called out, and he looked in from the living room.

"Yeah?"

"Did you leave the door open?" I asked, pointing towards the door. Jon looked over, thinking for a few seconds.

"Uh, no. Why?"

I froze. Who had opened the door, then? Andy and I had gone upstairs after coming back, and the boys had come back after us.

"Andy?!"

He came downstairs, Aliana in his arms. "What's wrong?"

"Did you leave the door open, love?"

Andy's brows knitted together, and he shook his head. The confusion quickly turned to panic.

"Rye, what if...?"

Jack walked in and I glared at him. "This is all your fault, you dick! You caused this to happen!"

"Rye, babe. We don't know it was them. We must've left the door open without realising," Andy said calmly, and I was baffled. A minute ago he was freaking out, now he was relaxed?

I huffed, giving Jack a dirty look. Andy stopped him as he went to leave, handing Aliana. "Can you put her to sleep?"

The Irish boy nodded, leaving.

"Rye," he started. "We can't assume it was that gang automatically. Yes, they're most likely here in Spain, but how would they know where the house is? Plus, Jack escaped. If they'd found him, he wouldn't be here right now. We have to think rationally, especially with Ana. Please. For me?"

I sighed, nodding reluctantly. "Fine. For you and Ana. But I'm getting my uncle to raise the level of security."

My uncle, Blair, was head of security. As he was Mum's brother, and not directly royal blood, he was in charge of the security for the castle and our house.

Andy left and I shook my head, deciding to just forget about it for a bit. Mum and Dad were coming tomorrow, and there was no point in worrying them about that.

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