So, I seem to have hit a wall with both my ongoing fics so I've decided to write some oneshots that will probably be Freechamp based.
If you have any prompts you'd like me to write then let me know and I'll see what I can do.
Baby Love
Prompt: 'Imagine your OTP having a child and person A falling asleep with the child in their lap and person B taking a picture.'
"Come on Bella" Rita paced the living room for what seemed like the millionth time that day and it wasn't even 6am yet, "I know you feel icky but if you close your eyes and get some rest you'll feel better, I promise you Darling." She sighed as the baby she was rocking nuzzled into her, a year or so ago she'd probably have cringed as she felt the snot left on her neck but not now, her little bundle of joy had covered her in much worse things than a bit of snot.
"Mamma"
"I know baby" Rita yawned, chuckling slightly when her daughter yawned too, "see, you're as tired as Mamma, two hours sleep just isn't enough for either of us, Mamma's going to be home soon, you don't want to be a grumpy little monster for her do you?" She sighed as the baby just continued to grizzle, just like she'd been doing for the past few hours. She kissed at the clammy forehead that leant on her shoulder before stroking her head over the baby's soft blonde hair, "it's almost time for some more medicine, that'll make you feel better" she cooed softly as she continued walking up and down the living room, bouncing the baby softly in a vain attempt to soothe her.
Fifteen minutes later and Rita was still pacing, the baby still whining in her arms, "Oh Isabel" she sighed, rubbing her back as the baby let out a particularly emotional sob, "I wish I could make you better baby, I hate you being ill as much as you do, but you should feel better soon, a few more days Darling and you'll feel a lot better" she explained, even though she knew the infant was unlikely to understand her words.
"We're awake." It was a little after 7 when Rita heard the front door open slightly, she couldn't help but smile knowing Connie would be stepping into the hallway, heels in her hand after removing them in the porch so that the click of her stilettos on the laminate didn't wake her daughter or her wife.
"How is she?" Connie came straight through to the living room where she found Rita still repeatedly walking the length of the room.
"Not happy" Rita sighed, "we've been awake since 3, she only went down at about half one."
Connie sighed softly and reached out to rub the baby's back, "do you want me to take her so you can get some sleep?"
Rita shook her head, "you've just done a night shift, half an hour and she can have some more calpol, that might settle her enough so we can all get a couple of hours."
"You've done a night shift too" Connie frowned as she placed the hand that wasn't rubbing her daughter's back on Rita's cheek before brushing their lips together.
"Mamma" The baby sobbed as she lifted her head from Rita's shoulder and saw Connie, "Mamma."
"Mamma's here baby" Connie took Isabel from Rita, "you both look exhausted."
Rita nodded, "I don't know about her but I certainly am."
"Let me take her" Connie said softly, "I'll give her her calpol and we can have a shower together can't we darling, that will cool you down won't it." Connie glanced over at Rita as Isabel mumbled something incoherent into her shoulder ,"looks like it is just me and you then" she chuckled as she realised Rita was already fast asleep, "look what you've done to your Mummy" Connie cooed as she pulled the blanket from the back of the sofa and straightened it over her wife.
"Mamma" Isabel pointed at Rita.
"I know" Connie kissed her head, "you've worn her out haven't you. Let's go upstairs and give her some peace. She took the baby into the kitchen to collect the calpol, a medicine syringe and a bottle of milk before she took the grizzling infant upstairs. She stood under the cool water in the shower for a while before sitting her daughter on the floor, trying her best to calm the baby without picking her up so she could wash. "All done, I'm all done, you're okay" she bounced the baby gently in her arms once she was done, "Mamma's got you" she whispered, wiping away the tears that had fallen from her daughter's eyes. "Look how tired you are" she gently ran her finger over the bags under Isabel's eyes, "let's get you some medicine and see if we can sleep for a few hours."
She wrapped her daughter in a fluffy hooded towel before wrapping her dressing gown around them both as she carried Isabel into the master bedroom and laid the baby on the bed, "Mamma" Isabel sobbed, her eyes full of tears as she pushed herself to sit up and reached out to Connie.
"I'm only getting some clothes out" Connie cooed as she pulled out some clean underwear and pyjamas before putting them on the bed, "shall we get you dressed first then?" she asked as she lifted Isabel into her arms, the baby instantly snuggling into her, "come on, we'll get your pyjamas on and find bear and blanky so we can get settled and get some sleep."
"Sshh" Connie stroked Isabel's stomach gently as she laid her on the changing mat, the baby once again beginning to sob at the lack of cuddles, "I'm not going anywhere" Connie wiped at her tears, "I'm only getting you dressed" she continued talking to her daughter as she put a nappy on her before dressing her in a clean vest and matching sleepsuit, "all done Darling" she lifted Isabel back to her shoulder, "all done."
Connie picked up Isabel's bear and favourite blanket from her cot and took her back through to the master bedroom, somehow managing to dress herself without putting the infant down. She gave her the appropriate dose of calpol before sitting down on the bed and offering Isabel the bottle, sighing when, much like she had for the past few days the baby refused to take it, "okay, okay" she wiped at her daughter's tears and kissed her forehead, "let's get some sleep" she pulled back the duvet and settled herself in the bed, making sure there was enough room for Rita to join them later on, "Isabel" she said softly as she began to sob and fought to sit up in the bed, "come on darling, Mamma knows you're tired."
"Mamma" she sniffled sadly, tears once again filling her big blue eyes.
"Okay, okay, we won't lay down" Connie gave in, the mother in her hated seeing either of her children ill, even though the doctor in her knew the ten month old was suffering from nothing more serious than a common cold, she'd still do whatever it took to make her happy. "What about your rocking chair hmm?" she asked, stroking Isabel's head as the baby climbed onto her lap and snuggled into her, "we can lay it back a little bit and cuddle up can't we? And you like to rock, it might settle you."
Mind made up Connie collected Isabel's blanket and bear along with the duvet and a pillow from her own bed and headed back to the nursery as Isabel began to suck her thumb. She settled herself down in the chair and let Isabel snuggle into her, blanket grasped in her fist as she gazed up at her Mamma. Connie tucked the blanket around them both, humming quietly as she began to slowly rock the chair, smiling as Isabel didn't manage five more minutes before her eyelids began fluttering shut, "that's it Darling, you get some rest."
Rita woke a little before noon, and yawned as she stretched out on the sofa before sitting up, frowning at how quiet the house was, she couldn't remember the last time there was silence, Isabel had come home from the hospital creche several days ago with a runny nose and seemed to have cried nonstop ever since. Rita padded softly upstairs and into her bedroom, her frown growing as she saw the bed unmade and empty. Her frown however was replaced with a smile when she slowly pushed open the door to Isabel's nursery and found her wife asleep in the rocking chair, their daughter curled up against her Mamma's chest clutching her blanket as she too slept peacefully for the first time in almost a week.
She leant against the doorframe watching her wife and daughter sleep, she swore that every time she saw the fierce clinical lead cuddled up with their tiny daughter, she fell a little bit more in love with her wife. Rita had been surprised when, just six months after their wedding Connie had brought up the subject of children, Rita had admitted that she would like to experience motherhood, and it was just 8 weeks later that she'd sat in the waiting room of an IVF clinic, her hand held in her wife's as they waited to 'talk through their options' with someone. They'd been lucky, their first round of IVF had been successful and Isabel arrived just a few weeks after Connie and Rita's second wedding anniversary.
Rita was well aware that Isabel could be the only baby she ever got to raise, so she was sure to document almost every second of her daughter's life. She spent another few minutes watching 'her girls' sleep before going back to her room, retrieving her phone from where she'd left it by the bed. She crept back to Isabel's room and took a photo of Connie and Isabel, cursing under her breath as she realised a moment too late that her phone wasn't on silent, "sorry" she whispered as she saw Connie stir at the sound of the camera shutter.
"Do you often take pictures of me when I'm sleeping?" Connie mumbled, raising one eyebrow without even opening her eyes.
"That'd be telling" Rita teased as she walked over to the rocking chair and kissed Connie's lips softly.
Connie returned the kiss, reaching up to stroke Rita's cheek with the hand that wasn't supporting Isabel as her eyes fluttered open, "you look better now you've had some sleep."
"I feel better." Rita nodded, "thank you for settling her."
"You don't need to thank me" Connie promised as she carefully stood up, rocking Isabel as she stirred slightly before sighing in relief as she settled back down instantly.
"Mamma's magic touch" Rita smiled as she gently stroked Isabel's back.
"Mamma's still tired, are you coming to bed?"
Rita smiled and nodded as she picked up the pillow, blanket and Isabel's bear, and heading back to her own room, "you know I'd never turn that down."
Connie pecked Rita's lips as she settled herself in the bed, "I love you"
Rita smiled and returned the kiss before kissing her daughter's forehead, "I love you too, both of you."
