Oscar Diaz fanfic.
Complete to end of season 3, (the number of seasons that are out).
Welcome to the life of Camilla Martinez a 23-year-old lady who lives with her family and has the job of a Police officer, life is pretty great. But of course that...
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I wake to up Mateo crying, and I sigh and get out of Oscar grasp and walk into his room.
"Hey baby, good morning," I say and pick him up kissing his cheek, I walk out to the kitchen to smell something foul and I start to gag.
"Cami? Cami?" I hear Oscar whisper yelling, and I turn around frowning.
"What?" I say and he turns around and sighs, bringing Mateo and I into a hug.
"Sorry, i just," he mumbles, and I wrap one of my arms around this waist, hugging him back.
"It was the nightmare wasn't it," I say and he nods.
"We'll get through this," I say as I put Mateo down and bring him into a proper hug, while Mateo runs to his toys.
"You want some coffee?" He asks me and I nod.
"Yeah that'd be great," I say and start getting Mateo's breakfast ready. I quickly got the yoghurt, fruit and muesli out, putting it on his plate.
"God i need to get back to work," I say seeing how little food we have right now.
"Not until your fully recovered, plus I'm getting new batches out today,"
"Oscar you know I hate having to rely on that shit," I say not happy and he sighs.
"I know baby but if we want to keep this house till your back and I found a job, then we have to," He says and I nod slowly, i hate the idea of relying on the Santos drugs business so we get food on our table, it's shit.
