Turning The Page

Thirty Seven

"Hey, Peanut..." Silas keeps his voice gentle as he joins our happy little trio on the couch, Noah having passed out in my arms a few minutes ago, the little Bean all tuckered out from me making him laugh so hard, and the cuddles I'm collecting from my honestly sweet nephew gathering in a special place in my heart to be remembered when my arms feel empty again when he and Becky have to leave... Which will have to be soon since she promised she would be back in time to get some sleep before waking up with and having breakfast with Collin, the two of them seeming to share a similar tradition of sharing their morning meal together every single day... Not that I can blame them, it's one of my own favorite parts about waking up, Silas's love of breakfast foods one that always makes me laugh... Especially over his enthusiasm for pancakes, both flat and structured... The love he has for pancakes and waffles something I wonder if our own little nuggets will inherit... 

I don't think I'll ever be able to really find the right words to express to Becky how grateful I am that she thought to bring Noah in to soothe me when the ache in my heart is caused by wanting a baby of my own to fawn over... Because if she had outright asked me before doing it I probably would have told her no out of the fear that it would hurt too badly to ever let the two of them leave... But it's easier than I thought it would be to hand an adorable Noah back to his Mommy so I can wiggle my way into Silas's lap right where I belong. 

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Silas

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"Is everything okay? " It's Becky that speaks up, my sweet Princess too preoccupied with soaking up all the comfort my arms have to offer in this moment... Comfort that we both need. 

"It will be. We'll tell you about it later if you want to go ahead and take Noah to lay down before it gets too late." Not that I want to keep her out of the loop on something we had involved her in out of necessity... Just that my sweet Pumpkin and I need to go over our options together before his next wave of heat hits and both of us get stuck together tumbling in bed instead of showing up to the meetings scheduled for what is now technically later today with it now being after midnight. 

My sister, gracious as always, understands that there is no maliciousness in me letting her know that its time for her to go ahead and get back to her own mate and takes no issue taking the invitation to get up as carefully as she can to not wake Noah up before slipping her feet back into the sandals she had put on to walk back and forth between our rooms before slipping out the door and leaving the two of us alone, Dr.Levi having given me his number before making himself scarce a few minutes ago.

And then it's just us... My sweet Princess finally feeling a bit calmer than he had earlier at the mention of stopping his heat with the pills... Though I can't say that either one of us is really completely calm. Just... calmer than we had been, a promise from Dr.Levi that he would follow up with us once a day to monitor Adrian's heat patterns and make sure that he isn't overheating... Something I'm grateful for because if my Addy faints again I'm not sure I'll be able to handle it... It had been terrifying and even now as we sit all tangled up I find myself more focused on his temperature than the feel of his softness when I let my hand slide up his shirt to love on his belly, my mind focusing on watching for a fever spike... Dr.Levi having advised for us not to try and push it quiet so far in waiting to take care of him when the urges hit... His performance by the pool yesterday having earned a gasp from the medical professional, and a near scolding that only a stern look from yours truly put to bed to prevent him from interrupting Adrian and Becky as they fawned over Noah, my sweet Bean needing time with our nephew more than he needed to be lectured on the importance of listening to his body... He always listens to his body... He had only ignored his needs because of me, so if anyone would take the brunt of the Doctor's wrath it was going to be me, and he wouldn't dare not being an Alpha himself. 

"Daddy... I-I'm sorry I'm making this hard-" He tries to apologize but I cut it short with a kiss that reminds us both just how much we love each other, a tiny whimper joining us in the room as Adrian adjusts himself in my lap so he can lean in closer and drag his palm up my body so he can rest it right over my heart, my own hand following so that I might hold his as he feels out the rhythm beating so steadily in my chest... A groan tumbling out of both of us when we separate. 

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Adrian

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"Don't you dare apologize, Princess. Our family is more important than any treaty conference could ever be, Alpha focused or otherwise." It's really hard not to feel cherished when Daddy gathers me up with a nuzzle being given that makes me see stars, "And speaking of... No pills... But I do need to know what you want to do. Dr.Levi says that if we come up with a heat plan and stick to it we might actually be able to make this work... You know... Like scheduling cold showers between meetings to keep your fever down when we can't come back here and take care of it, and whether you want aspirin for the cramping or if you think you'd rather borrow a hot water bottle from the clinic... How do you want this to work, Beautiful?"

I think that even if people don't necessarily see my mate in the best of lights due to his cranky disposition that they should respect him a lot more than they do... Not because his shift is massive or because he's an alpha... But because he really is a good man... The kind of man who can find it in himself to support me with his whole heart no matter how stressed he might be or what we might be dealing with, and he's always gentle about it.  I know that if I need him to take control that he will with absolutely no reservation about it, but he's also willing to give up control without kicking up a fuss, and doing so in a way that isn't condescending or rude and listens to what I have to say. 

"I think a hot water bottle would be better than aspirin, and how are we going to schedule showers around the meetings when they're so close together? And does that mean we really get to stay together?"