Hi guys!

So this is my first multi-chapter story! It's an AU and while I was writing I had a 1960's vibe in mind. The era and all that comes with it make the characters (Lucy especially) a little OOC but please bare with me because in the future she'll revert back to the Lucy we know and love.

Now about the pairings, I know people in this fandom are hardcore when it come to shipping but just keep an open-mind when it comes to the little threesome I have going on here. To be very honest I don't actually know who is going to end up with who by the end of this but I feel like it makes the story a bit more exciting (right?).

Finally, I have no Beta-reader :(. I promise I'll get one soon but for now please excuse my spelling and grammar mistakes.

So here goes nothing.

P.S. I don't own Fairy Tail, or the cover image.

They arrived at the institution late, at least later than expected. The high windows and uniform paths were already lit up, but it was far from welcoming. The white beams expelled by lofty watch towers lamps were meant to expose and not to warm or comfort. Wrought iron gates squeaked and protested as they were opened allowing the car to crunch on the gravel driveway. The first thing Lucy noticed was the absence of flowers, none lined the path like in their old house in Magnolia. No blooms of pink or whites to break the monotone grey of concrete and gravel. Everything was unwelcoming and everything was a sign; a sign to leave, turn back, re-evaluate their decision. Lucy picked at her thumb nail, her foot bounced on the car floor, she'd never been so nervous in her life. A hand fell on her jerky knee.

"Are you alright Lucy?" he asked sternly. Lucy looked up into hard blue eyes,he didn't smile to put her at ease instead, his mouth pulled into a frown. "What is it?"

She lied instinctively.

"I'm fine, just a little worried is all" she whispered the last part, not wanting to get into another fight when she was this tired, it would be a guaranteed loss for her.

"Please Lucy not again with this, you are being-"

"I can't help how I feel Freed!"

Green hair tumbled over his eyes as he turned her way. He glared at her, eyes narrowed and mouth open to say something overly harsh, that he would apologize for it later. His grip of her knee tightened and forced Lucy further into the seat.

"Daddy are we there yet" Caleb was awake, and awfully tired by the sound of his voice. Like magic Freed's features softened and he released his grip on her knee, but his eyes promised they weren't finished.

"Yes Caleb but go back to sleep, there isn't much to see". Caleb whine and wiggled in the back seat.

"You and Momma are too loud" he yawned widely.

"Sorry baby, Momma and Daddy will keep it down, go to sleep", Lucy reached through into the back seat to cover Caleb's little body with his blanket and stroked back his starry white hair. Caleb smiled up at her. "Go to bed honey", she smoothed his hair until his eyes fluttered closed and he was breathing deeply.

The grounds of the institution were huge, the whole place stretched out into the forest so a portion of the land was surrounded by trees and shrubs pressing into the fence. Leaves and bark had been darkened black by the night which made it looked impenetrable, Lucy felt sudden claustrophobia and was glad when the car came to a jerky stop and Freed turned off the engine.

"You get Caleb, Dr. Makarov is waiting for us inside" With that Freed briskly exited the car and strode towards the house in front of them. Lucy sighed and rested her head on her seat, she'd been feeling so tense when Freed was around lately.

She supposed it was the stress of the move and the whole upheaval of their lives, Caleb had cried relentlessly for most of their trip, his tantrums and temporary hunger strikes had worried them all to no end. Maybe things will get back to normal once we're settled Lucy thought. She rubbed her tired brown eyes and gathered the energy to move.

The air was cool against her skin and the breeze calmed her nerves. Being in the car for the 8 hours made her stiff all over, Freed had refused to take rest stops so they could be 'punctual'. Leaned on the car door she reached up to stretch out her spine and looked at the barbed wire atop the fences.

To the east the biggest building at the institution loomed large and grey, it's windows were decorated with red brick lining and wrought iron bars. That's probably were they keep the loonies, it looked almost abandoned, but the solitary guard at the huge front doors reminded her that it remained very much occupied (if what she read was correct, it was almost to full capacity) a feeling of unease crept up on her, her fingers tingled and feet found their way to the boot turning her sight away from the creepy building.

With Caleb sleeping on her shoulder and a small bag in her other arm she maneuvered around the open door. The medium sized timber house welcomed her into a rather grand foyer with a double height ceiling, even in the dim light she could see the criss-crossing roof beams above her head. Her husband's voice drifted out of the room to her right.

"Lucy, come greet Dr. Makarov" she followed his voice and found herself in a softly lit sitting room, a fire flickered in the corner making the antique furniture look even older. Lucy grew suddenly sluggish.

"Mrs. Justine, I'm glad to finally be meeting you", Dr. Makarov was a very short man with a strangely large sense of authority surrounding him, and he had a kind smile that lit up his eyes when he reached out to shake her hand.

"It's nice to meet you too Dr. Makarov, we owe you an apology for keeping you up till this time at night" she dropped her bag and shook his hand.

"Oh, it's no problem at all, I wanted to make sure you were all settled. I can see how worn out you are, don't worry about the bags, the rooms are up the stairs to your left" Dr. Makarov replied hastily. Lucy's eyes flicked Freed, who nodded once at her.

"I'll come up once I speak with Dr. Makarov" she took a hint and turned to leave, bag in hand.

Caleb settled into his new bed like he was born there, his chubby face pinched in his sleep and his teddy squeezed into his chest. Lucy rubbed her sore neck and strolled into her own bedroom when she was sure he was comfy, Freed was already sat on the bed, shedding off his cardigan and shirt. After brushing her teeth and changing into her chemise she switched off the lights and slid into bed beside her husband.

She sighed then wiggled so she faced the ceiling and sighed again. All that travelling and suddenly she wasn't tired. Wriggling again, she turned till she faced Freed's back, his silk-like hair tickled her nose when he breathed deeply, she ran his hand through his hair, it always shocked her how soft it was under her hand. She turned fully and held onto his shoulder caressing his scalp and comb through his green tendrils, Freed moaned and shrugged his shoulders.

"Lucy?" his voice was thick and gravelly with sleep "What is it?" he shifted and turned to her propping his head up on his hand.

Lucy pushed back his green bangs and stroked his cheeks, her thumb slid over his lips and she leaned into him. Her lips hovered above his, her grasp of his shoulder tightened pulling him closer.

"Lucy" he resisted her pull "It's far too late for that" he whispered against her. Lucy brushed her lips against his and shuffled closer.

"Hush...we can be quick...just let me..." she whispered between kisses to his cheek and lips. She slid between the sheets and tangled her fingers between his own.

"I-I have a meeting in the morning". Lucy thumbs over his palm and pulled their hands higher towards her chest. Her eyes flicked up and spied his flushed face and awed expression, he was shocked. Lucy had always been calm and only fiery when provoked, she only rarely instigated anything in bed. But here she was, a sudden seductress pulling him under with those lust filled eye.

She used his palm to rub her breast, his thumb pushing roughly against her nipple. She pressed her body closer to his front and felt him slowly hardening against the silk of her night dress. Freed could only stare when she slid her straps off her shoulders and exposed more soft skin. Lucy looked up at him, apprehension in her eyes. She looked stunning, heart staggeringly beautiful, someone that looked like her shouldn't fear his rejection.

Affection pulsed in his heart when her held her cheek and played with her hair, she visibly relaxed into him and dropped kisses on his chest and neck. He held her near and felt over her soft body, curved in all the right places. Lucy gained confidence, she made him knead her harder and ground herself against his crotch. Her hands joined her gyrating hips and pawed at his shorts, he jumped excitedly in her hand when she grasped him but the rest of his body stiffened. Before she knew it she was shoved hard to the other side their bed, her head bounced off the pillow.

"Lucy...I just can't right now" his voice was firm but pleading, as if he wouldn't have the strength to refuse her if she tried again "I just..I-"

Lucy was dazed for a few seconds, her shoulder prickled were he pushed her, but she finally snapped out it.

"It's okay darling, we don't have to" she reached out to him. Freed hesitated for a second but he fell forward settled onto her chest. She stroked his green hair and soothed his suddenly frayed nerves until he fell asleep, Freed nettled in her arms. Lucy fell asleep in confusion and slight frustration, this wasn't how she had planned to spend the night.

She felt Freed leave the bed when the light started to trickle in through those awful patterned curtains. Lucy stayed in bed for a few more minutes while Freed gathered his robe, her eyes remained closed as he brushed his teeth and left the room.

Lazily she stretched out for her watch, it was only 5:30 but she was already awake. Groaning she got up and shrugged on her robe before brushing her teeth, glancing in the mirror she adjusted her hair and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She strolled through the dim corridors and poked her head around doors until she found her husband surrounded by files and facing the window, he hadn't even notice her slip in.

"Good Morning Darling, did you want some tea or…" she tried to keep her voice low but startled him anyway. He jumped in his chair, looked over his shoulder and returned to his files with a 'hmm'. Lucy frowned and made her way to him, she laid and unsure hand on his shoulder and Freed stiffen under her fingers then pull away, she felt a tug on her heart.

"Why are you acting like this?" she demanded, her voice was falsely confident. Freed sighed, turned to her he looked at her pinched brows and down-turned lips, he almost told her she was just too good for him. Instead his eyes were pulled to the silk hugging her wide hips, he could see the soft point of her breast hardening in cool room. Blue eyes roved her body hungrily.

It wasn't like Lucy wasn't used to being lusted after (she knew how she looked) but Freed always keep his eyes above the chest and prided himself on being a gentleman. She chuckled inwardly, even Freed couldn't resist her, and she gloated to herself when his hands reached upwards but the hands went for the rope of her robe.

"Don't you own any night gowns past the knee?" Lucy rolled her eyes "The inmates will be bringing the luggage in soon and you should be decent" He said the last part mostly to himself.

"What do you mean? The inmates aren't allowed out of the main building, right" she almost laughed a the thought of people in hospital gowns and straight jackets sitting around their dinning table downstairs.

"Actually" he continued to tighten her robe and avoiding her eyes "Dr. Makarov believes in rehabilitation via human interaction, he thinks it improves the probability of a full recovery and allows them to easily adapt to life outside the facility" his answer sounded rehearsed.

"So the inmates can stroll around where ever they want." She stated, her voice dangerously low.

"Well, yes but guards are situated at every corner, and you must remember Lucy Clover Institution is leading the world in rehabilitative techniques for people with all types of mental health issues".

"I don't care about the inmates and their mental health! I care about our safety and that of your son!"

"LUCY! Keep your voice down Caleb is still asleep" he pulled at her robe with a final harsh tug. Lucy glared at him and stalked over close the door. She couldn't believe Freed could keep that particular tiny little detail from her. She had moved away from her friends and her livelihood for him and he couldn't even be honest with her.

"How could you not tell me the I would be sharing my garden with a 500 derange patients" she restarted the whispered argument.

"Oh don't be so pretentious Lucy, the human mind is fragile and any slight trauma could trigger a form of mental illness in any of us, we are no better than the 'deranged'" he used her words in a cocky, sarcastic tone that made her narrow her eyes.

"Again Freed that is not the point! Why couldn't we just buy house in Clover Town, Caleb could live near his school and you could commute to work. I could even get a job with the paper there to help out"

"That's illogical, why would we buy a house when Dr. Makarov was offering us one for free"

"Because we are living in a mental institution, surrounded by inmates who could hurt us Freed!"

"I'm not an irresponsible man Lucy, Clover Institution doesn't contain any convicted criminals, they get sent to high security wards in central Fiore near Crocous"

"That doesn't mean the inmates here aren't dangerous!" Her face was red and her voice several pitches higher and hoarse.

"Lucy, Leave it alone!" His voice rose louder than hers and he held her left thigh too tightly "What on earth do you want me to do! I took the job, we have a home so please… just leave it" His voice petered out but his hand never left her thigh.

"I...I just don't want to be lied to Freed, don't treat me like some idiot housewife"

"I didn't lie"

"You didn't tell me the truth either"

He sighed and sat back into his chair, combing his hands through his hair and stared at the ceiling, he smoothed back green locks into a low ponytail and fingered the smooth ends into on point. Lucy instantly wanted to touch, but she hadn't forgiven him yet.

"Just say you're sorry" but he overlooked her advice and went back to his files. Lucy didn't appreciate being ignored, she slid between him and the precious files and flopped into his lap.

"Say you're sorry darling" he gave her his best glare but she wasn't discouraged. Instead she nipped his neck, her tongue teased him and her hips circled on his lap. She kissed him full on the lips between "Say you're sorry". His resolve was crumbling against his will, the cracks showed when his hands left his chair and held her soft hip.

His mouth moved over her's finally and she licked the seam of his lips. She beckoned with her tongue until he opened up, slowly she slid her tongue against his and coaxed him into her mouth then teasingly she sucked on him. Almost instantly Freed ripped his mouth from hers, Lucy wasn't discouraged she slid down to kiss and suck along his collarbone.

"Lucy, I needed to finish -"

"Please darling" Lucy whispered between pecks and pants. "I want it…please" she cupped him roughly through his thin shorts and dragged loose the ties holding them.

His hands trembled at her hips and he held her tighter in hopes that Lucy wouldn't notice his shaking.

"Let me take care of you" Lucy kisses rose to his cheeks then to his lips when she pumped him and rubbed her thumb over his tip. She pumped him until he was fully hard, then used his hands to push up her silk hem until they could both see she wasn't wearing any underwear. Freed took in a sharp breath and Lucy giggled lowly.

"You act like it's our first time" she whispered and kissed his cheeks. His hands moved all on their own until his finger found her slit and stroked, he moved a little higher until he was thumbing her clit softly while his index slid against her entrance. Lucy moaned and squirmed, she took him in her hand again and slid his tip hard against her entrance.

Freed's breath hiccuped, his hips bucked so his head slid clumsily into her. Lucy bit her lip in slight discomfort; she wasn't all that ready for him yet so she slid as slowly as she could down his length, stopping for breaks along the way and stroke herself to make things easier. Freed's panting grew louder the more of him he took in. His once idle hands now held her waist tightly but did not force her downwards.

She thought she could feel him pulsing inside her and feel every little vein that passed through her; hungrily she was sucking all of his in, it had been so long since they had been together she felt starved. They both gasped and squirmed when she sat herself down fully.

"I think I went too slowly" she mumbled in his neck. Freed groaned in agreement and puffed green hair out of his face. Abruptly he grinded himself deeply against her, her back arched when his rough short hair pressed against her clit and he reached even deeper. Nails dug into his shoulder when he circled against her, a strong arm pinned her hips closer to him, and the other slid up to muffle the moans spilling from her mouth.

He relented his grinding and pulled her up till his head was all that was left inside her, roughly he slammed her back onto his lap. Lucy chocked on air and held tightly to his desk behind her, she rolled her hips forward and bounced onto his lap, so his cock was stroking her in just the right spot. Her teeth caught his palm and bit hard to soak up the next cry.

Freed thrusts steadily grew harsher, his hips slap hard against her, the shock received straight into her pelvis. Her breast jumped behind silk with every thrust, she tilted her hip forward till the desk dug painfully in her back but she felt too good to move.

Her orgasm surprised her, slow pulsing between her legs gave way to her walls clenching hard around him, her nails dug hard into his shoulder while she screamed and choked out her pleasure into his hand. Freed let out a low groan and his thrust stuttered before he slammed her down so hard she winced and released himself inside her.

Lucy panted against his neck, breathing deeply to calm her racing heart. A smile pulled at her lips, she felt content snuggling into her husband and fingering his hair. Sitting up she leaned for a kiss but felt smooth cheek against her lips.

"Are you pleased now?" his voice was cold and directed towards the adjacent wall. Lucy reached up to touch his hair only to feel her hand being snatched away. Freed pulled her off him by the waist and slapped her down on his desk like a bag of rice. Lucy winced and shifted uncomfortably.

"You will not make me feel guilty for this Freed" hot tears filled her eyes in an instant. He wouldn't even look into her, instead he jumbled in his bag until pulled out a handkerchief. Instantly the love she felt for him bloomed in her chest when he reached between her legs to clean up the mess he made. It made her cry even more.

"Why do you always make it like this, I was so happy before you -"

"Made you leave Magnolia?" he finished up for her.

"You told me to leave it alone yesterday so I left it alone" tears streamed from red rimmed eyes "Don't change the subject, I want to touch my husband without him pulling away from me"

Freed pressed her legs closed and rubbed his temple.

"I told you I wasn't ready"

"You were fine doing this in Magnolia, what happened?" He took her hand and led her to her feet, she was crying ugly tears now, her nose ran and silent sobs disturbed her speech. "Stop pushing me away, just tell me what's -"

"Lucy just leave it alone!" he shouted over her, face red and hands balled in fist. "Just leave Lucy". She held in the rest of her tears until she was alone, head pushed into the new pillows, sobbing in her new bed.

What did you guys think? Let me know! I really want to know.

Lastly, I picked Freed because I didn't want a character that's too minor but I still someone that can come across cold but can still be passionate when it matters, Also Freed and Lucy are cute together.