Reworking parts of this story that I didn't like while also fixing some spelling and grammar errors that I found.
My Angel's
"Daddy?" Abraham says from the top of the stairs.
"Abe, you're supposed to be asleep." I tell him walking up to him.
I know if I don't get him back to sleep Britt's going to kill or worse make me sleep on the couch. She's out with some of her stripper friends tonight and I can't help, but worry about her. She's ready to pop any day and I don't want to miss the birth of our twins. Okay maybe I'm still really over protective of her especially around the strippers, but hey she's pregnant. Fine, I maybe a little over board, but she's my fiancée so I can be over protective.
"Daddy whens mommy get home?" Abe asks rubbing his eyes as I pick him up.
"She's out Abe and I'm not sure when she's coming back." I say carrying him into our room. "Do you want to sleep in my room?" I ask.
"Yes," Abe says sleepily smiles.
As soon as I put him on the bed he fell asleep. I stand in the doorway and watch him sleep. He's so cute. He curls up into a little ball just like Brittany. I would do anything to protect hi….
"Hey babe," Brittany whispers.
"You're home early angel." I say turning around and wrapping my arms around her waist, putting a hand on her very swollen belly.
"I missed you and Abe so much it wasn't fun plus I can't drink." she pouts as she snuggles into my side stifling a yawn.
"Let's get you three to bed." I tell her gently guiding her into our room completely forgetting I just put Abe in there. "I'll take him to his room."
"No!" she says stopping me from picking him up. "He looks so cute, just let him sleep with us tonight." she continues pulling me into bed.
"You spoil him." I tell her pulling her into my chest.
"I'm the one who spoils him? Mister he needs every toy in the toy store." she says snuggling into me and yawning.
"Go to sleep Angel." I whisper kissing her cheek.
I lay next to her wide awake being squished by my two favorite people in the world. A little under five years ago I never would have imagined that this is where my life would be. I'm about to marry the woman of my dreams, who happens to be an ex-stripper, am raising some other man's son and expecting twins. And yet I wouldn't change a thing. This is my time to reflect on everything.
"Sam no," Britt whines.
"Shh, I'm here angel." I whisper pulling her into me.
Lately she's been having nightmares about her rape. She won't talk to me about it, but at least she lets me hold her. The fact that she's been having them more frequently scares the shit out of me. All I want to do is take away her pain. She says it will go away when the twins come.
"Daddy?" Abe says rubbing his eyes.
"Abe, go back to sleep." I whisper smiling at how much he looks like Britt it the morning with his hair sticking up in all different directions.
"Mommy home?" he asks.
"Yes, but she's sleeping so go back to sleep until morning." I reason as I know he's exhausted.
As soon as he falls asleep I feel Britt's arms tighten around me.
"Thanks for being an amazing man and father." she whispers kissing my cheek before laying her head on my chest.
"You don't need to thank me angel, you deserve to be treated like a princess and I plan on doing that for the rest of our lives." I tell her pulling her on top of me.
"You're too good to me." she softly says.
"I don't think I'm good enough for you, no one is, but I'll try my best to be." I tell her as she climbs on top of me carefully avoiding moving our son.
"Suddenly you're awake." I yawn as she rips off my shirt.
"Maybe I am, but you won't be getting any with Abe in the bed." she whispers snuggling into my chest drawing over my Angel tattoo.
"I wouldn't dream of it." I whisper carelessing her baby bump.
I'm about to kiss her when my phone goes off.
"Go, before it wakes him up." she says pushing me out of bed.
I pout as I get up; she just waves me to the door. I'm man enough to admit that I'm completely and utterly whipped by this woman. I will literally do anything she wants. Puck says I lost my badassness, but as long as I have Britt I don't care.
What! I shout into the phone as I head downstairs to the kitchen.
God man what did I interrupt your sexy time? Puck laughs and I can only imagine what disgusting thoughts are going through his head.
No and even if you did I certainly wouldn't tell you. I shout getting really pissed.
Fuck you really are whipped.
I'm assuming he thinks I'm pretending to be pissed because Brittany's next to me.
Puck it's fucking three am. I was asleep with my woman and son and you fucking nearly woke him up. I all, but shout into the phone.
Well I do have a reason for calling. he huffs into the phone.
Then what the fuck is it? I ask huffing.
"Babe get me a glass of water." Britt whispers.
Britt's there isn't she? Puck asks probably smirking.
Doesn't matter, what do you want? I ask again.
Um…well it's finally happened. Puck hesitantly says and at first I think he's talking about finally getting into Quinn's pants.
You finally- Puck cuts me off though.
A few of your dad's old buddies are looking for you and not in a good way if you catch my drift.
Fuck! Who?
Internally I'm starting to freak the fuck out. After nearly five years they're finally out to get me. Not that I'm worried for my own safety, but that of Abe and my fiancée. I'd do anything to protect my two angels.
Timmons, Franks, Gell and Cant. Puck calmly tells me.
Fuck, I mumble running my fingers through my hair.
Apparently they hear from someone that you killed your dad over a fucking stripper their words not mine.
No one's told them where we live right? I ask already forming a plan to leave.
No, but it's only a matter of time before they find you. It's not like you can stay held up in your house man. You're getting married in like two months. Puck calmly says.
I don't get why he's so fucking calm right now.
I can too. I huff knowing full well he's right.
Dude Britt would kill you.
Thanks for the heads up Puck. I yawn.
What are best friends for. Puck says and I can just see him smirking. But seriously if you need help of any kind call me.
Thanks man, I'll call you tomorrow to meet up and decide what we should do. I tell him knowing that he's worried for himself as well.
With that I hang up and grab Britt her water. When I reach our room I stand in the doorway and watch my two favorite people sleep. Britt looks just like an angel with her hands on her huge baby bump. Abe has his little body curled into her. I can't help, but worry that with those four men looking for me that something bad could happen to them. I could never live with myself if anything bad where to ever happen to them.
"I won't let them get hurt." I say to myself putting down the water and climbing in bed behind her.
She snuggles back into me and instinctively I wrap my arms around her.
"He'll make an amazing father." she sleepily mumbles.
"Is that so?" I ask smirking as I know she talks in her sleep, that's how I first learned she was in love with me.
"Yes, I'm just glad he chose me to bare his kids and raise them with him." she says before she starts lightly snoring.
"No angel thank you for giving me a beautiful son and soon to give me two daughters." I whisper smiling as Abe mumbles something and tries to hide his face on her baby bump.
I can't help, but watch my beautiful angel sleep. She looks so precious sound asleep. It scares me that I have something so important that people can use it against me. I've never had to worry about anyone, but me when there's a threat.
"I promise to protect you both for everything bad that might happen." I whisper before also falling asleep.
000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
"Daddy!"
I feel the bed next to me bouncing then a small body drops on my back.
"Fuck," I groan flipping over to see my son staring at me.
"I want to play." Abe says poking in between my eyes.
"Abe, I'll play with you later after I've woken up." I yawn and stretch noticing that Britt is no longer in bed.
It's not abnormal for her to get up long before me, but most of the time she'd at least get back in bed so I can wake up to her beautiful face.
"Where's your mom?" I ask getting up and swinging Abe up onto his shoulder.
"Making eggs and bacon for you." Abe says patting my head.
"Mummm…I love when your mom makes bacon." I say smiling as I head downstairs.
"Daddy?" Abe asks as I set him down.
"Yes buddy," I say ruffling his hair.
"Why don't I look like you?" he asks and I'm pretty sure I froze.
"Um…."
What could I possibly tell him? Hey kid I'm not your biological father, he raped your mom on my dad's orders and I killed them both. Yeah that would go over well. I need to talk to Britt about what we're going to tell him.
"Daddy?" he asks looking up at me curiously.
I don't want to say something wrong at get my Angel pissed at me. Maybe I should just say that he just got more genetic markers from Britt. Yeah that's what I'll do.
"Well…..you see….." I trail off when I see Britt standing in the doorway.
I look down feeling ashamed for trying to tell him something that I should have talked to her about first.
"You may look exactly like me and not your dad, but you act just like him." she says looking lovingly at me.
"So I look like mommy and am like daddy?" he asks looking up at me.
"Yes," I say wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her into me.
"Your food is ready." she says lacing our fingers together. "Abe go get dressed and ready for your play date."
Play date? I don't remember her saying anything about him having a play date.
"Play date?" I ask as we walk into the kitchen.
"Yeah babe, don't you remember me telling you last week that Abe has a play date with Emma?" she asks setting me with a look that says I'd better answer carefully.
I know that this is a bad idea with what Puck told me last night, but the look she's giving me almost scares me more. A pregnant Brittany is very scary I've been learning through this pregnancy.
"This may not be a good idea." I cautiously say.
"Why not?" she asks her eyes softening as she looks deep into my eyes. "What's wrong?"
She can read me so well.
"Puck called last night and told me that some of my dad's old buddies are looking for me." I tell her pulling her into me.
"So as far as everyone knows he was killed by a rival." she says pulling away slightly.
"They heard otherwise and want to hurt me. I won't let anyone you or the kids, but to do so I think we need to leave Vegas." I nervously say hoping she'll agree with me.
"We can't leave my dad and your mom." she says calmly.
"Britt," I start, but she cuts me off.
"San we can't leave them and I don't really want to leave unless we have to." she says kissing my cheek.
"I guess we can stay, but if anyone tries to hurt you or the kids we're leaving." I huff frowning and crossing my arms.
"If anyone does that or threatens us we can leave." she agrees putting my hands on her very swollen belly.
I sigh and kiss her again. I really am whipped.
