Drink's?
I don't own criminal minds or the characters. Just the storyline. I know I shouldn't be creating a new one, but I promise I will finish my multi stories. Enjoy the story.
'Emily, girls drink's tonight? Penelope is choosing the bar, so be prepared!' Jen shouted to me right before the elevator doors closed in front of her. I just shook my head and laughed, I was standing in the elevator with Derek, Aaron and some other agents whom I didn't know. 'Girls drinks aye, don't go too wild Prentiss.' Morgan chuckled to me and nudged me in my side. We humoured each other like brother and sister, protected like siblings and yeah, we also argued with each other until we couldn't remember what we were argue about. It made my work a little easier having a brotherly relationship with Derek, Sisters with Jen and Penelope, father bond with Dave, having the older protective brother with Aaron, whilst being Aunty Emmy to a certain little boy and playing the protective mother/sister with Spence. I loved them like family, we didn't keep many secrets from each other, we knew each other's preferences, for instance when it was my coffee run, Dave had an espresso, Jen had a chia latte with cinnamon sprinkled on top or that Penelope had a mocha Frappuccino with extra whipped cream, two shots of espresso extra and semi-skimmed milk., that Derek only drank decaf and Aaron should have coffee through a IV drip. We worked long days, weeks even working cases, this mean we spent long periods of times with each other.
I quickly bade goodnight to Derek and Aaron, I climbed into my SVU, I placed my bag in my passenger seat put my gun and badge in the glove compartment. I quickly grabbed my phone to check for any messages, I only had one from Jen confirming time and place for tonight. Disappointed, I threw my phone into my bag. Traffic was light considering the time and I only got cut up by a motorbike that sped past me. Arriving at my apartment, I parked in my underground parking beneath my apartment block. Trevor, our apartment building doorman greeted me and wished me a good evening. As I walked up the stairs to my fourth floor, the building had an elevator, but I guess when something is drilled into you enough you do it, I kept thinking about girls drinks tonight. something was going to happen, and I felt I had a sneaky suspicion what it was. Ever since I had started at the BAU 3 years ago, the girls always noticed I never had a long-term boyfriend, only a few flings and dates that never went anywhere. It was uncommon in our line of work, but considering Aaron has a wife, Jen has will, Penelope is still on-off with Kevin. It only left me, Derek, Spence and Dave without a long-term partner. Dave was a three-time divorcee, Derek had so many notches on his bed post it was a shock that it hadn't broken yet and well Spence was, Spence shy, nervous around new people especially women and an intellectual genius with three PhD's under his belt. So, the girls had made it their personal mission to find me Mr Right, on girl's nights out. Even when they couldn't that didn't diminish their hopes.
Relief washed over me when I finally arrived outside my door and was inside my apartment, security alarm safely disabled. My apartment was a two bedroom, the door opened into my sitting room with white sofas and pictures littered on dressers and shelves making it feel more homely certain photos were removed when the team came around. The kitchen was separated by a glass dining table, with four white leather chairs pulling it into the living room style. The kitchen had marble counterspace, a large basin sink with a top of the range fridge-freezer and gas cooker. A hallway led of from the living room, with a bathroom, guest bedroom and closet along the left side of the wall and my bedroom door on the right. My bedroom had a walk-in closet and ensuite, the bed had two bedside tables either side. One closest to the closet was filled with chargers, perfumes, books, photos and a few other nik naks. The other one that was nearest to the ensuite was empty other than a phone and a piece of paper. I gravitated towards the side of the bed nearest to the ensuite, I picked the piece of paper and read through it like I had every time I got home, woke up and went to bed or whenever I was feeling particularly down. I read through the note a few times, absorbing the 81 words. I laid there repeating the second and last line in my head, over and over. After a few moments I looked over at the clock, seeing that it was quarter past six, realizing that the girls where meeting at mine at eight before going out. I still had to shower, wash my hair, pick out an outfit, makeup, style my hair and remove certain photos from my living room. I didn't have to worry about my bedroom as they never had come in here.
Seven thirty had come and past, it was nearly eight and the girls still hadn't arrived either they were early or dead on time no in between with them. Jen always got Will to pick Pen up and then drop them at mine, we would then get a taxi from mine as it was the closest to the bars we go to on girl's night. At precisely eight o clock my doorbell rung which meant they were hear, giving my outfit a once over I rushed to open the door. Jen had brought wine and pen brought sambuca for pre-drinks, 'Trying to impress someone tonight Em?' I blushed at them, I was wearing tight black jeans that showed the size of my ass, a green top that allowed my eyes to shine brighter, these were paired with black heels that added a few inches to my height. My hair was slightly curled, my makeup was minimal just enough to highlight my face. I knew I looked different when not at work, I could change into a different woman when I went to work through clothes, hair and body language. I had a secret side that not many knew about.
They were sitting on my sofas, I went to grab some wine glasses and shot glasses. I had good memories with these glasses but the two at the top of my cupboard at the back caught my eyes, they were the most special to me. A noise behind me made me spin around, 'what on earth is taking you so long!' it was Jen, I hadn't notice her coming into the living room. I just laughed at her comment. Somehow when I sat back down and was pouring the wine and sambuca shots out had the conversation turned to finding me a man. 'Come on guys, you don't need to help me find a man. I'm good really.' It was true, but Pen was having none of that, 'What do you mean your good, that has never been your excuse before, it was always no I can do it myself, I don't need a man, I like being single, when I find Mr Right I will find him. So, what are you hiding' Shit I didn't think about how well Pen picked up on things, how on earth was I meant to get out of this. 'I-um didn't mean that.' I had no idea what to say.
'YES you did, why would you say your good, OMG you have met someone haven't you.' My quietness was clearly my answer, I had no idea what to say to get them off my back. I knew it wasn't long until Jen decided to join Pen's assault of questions.
'Who is he?' 'When did you meet him?' 'How did you meet him?' 'When were you going to tell us?' I just sat there and let the questions wash over me did I dare tell them the truth.
'I have met someone but its not new. I've known him a long time, we were just not girlfriend and boyfriend. I met him through one of my mother's parties, funny how the best thing in your life could come from one of the things you dread. I was waiting for the right time to tell you and the team.' I just looked away I couldn't really guess what their reaction was going to be.
'We are so happy for you, but I don't know about Pen, but I could guess that she is hurt just a little bit like me. Why did you not tell us about him?' Their eyes showed the hurt and a small glimmer of disappointment.
'I never wanted to hide my relationship status from you or hide him from you. It was so personal to me and I've seen family and loved ones against agents. It was choice we didn't make lightly, its not only my work but his as well. I'm not telling you anything else.' I just refilled my glass of wine, I felt that we were not going out tonight or at least anytime soon.
'We understand, I kept my relationship with will a secret for 9 months, well I tried to keep it a secret. Pen tried to hide her relationship with Kevin, for what a few days, until Derek finally got her to spill. I'm so happy for you, can we at least know his name?' before I could even speak Penelope jumped in, 'AND A PICTURE, I want to see this man who has stolen the heart of Emily Prentiss, I also want you to tell us about him. Also, lucky I brought some more wine because I'm not going anywhere until I hear about him.' I just nodded my head, clearing my thoughts I still hadn't told them the total truth about my relationship, maybe I should tell them. I grabbed my favourite photo of me and him, I also grabbed a few other bits and placed them in a bag because they didn't need to see everything just yet.
Sitting back on the sofa I noticed Jen and Pen had refilled their glasses and had moved closer to me. I put the bag down the side of my sofa. I gave them the picture of me and him, we were at a family party my brothers wedding. I was wearing a red off the shoulder dress and he was wearing a matching red tie and red cufflinks, I prayed they didn't look to closely. We looked so in love, I was laughing at something my niece and nephew was saying, he was staring at me like I was the only thing in the world.
'His name is Mick, you know how we met but I have to be completely honest with you I may have not told you everything. No! Don't give me that look either of you, next month it will be our anniversary, but not of our first date. It will be our wedding anniversary…' instantly their faces changed. Surprise and confusion. 'WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR WEDDING ANNIVERSARY. EMILY ELIZABETH PRENTISS!' I bit my lip, I knew this was coming.
'Actually, its Emily Elizabeth Rawson.' Their faces were pure joy, I didn't expect that.
'I'm not angry, I'm so happy for you. Now I need to know everything. AND NOTHING IS TO BE LEFT OUT EMILY!' I just chuckled at Pen she never could leave something alone.
'Me and Mick met 15 years ago, trust me when I say it wasn't love at first sight or the second or any of the other times. But he saved me from an attempted kidnapping when I was 20 and we grew really close after that it wasn't until I was 21 did the feelings start to develop. When we first met I thought he was an arrogant, stuck up, British twat. But then I realized that he was funny, smart, amazing accent, he made me laugh. He proposed on top of the mountain in Australia when we went travelling, it was perfect in our own special way. We got married 10 years ago next month, the 6 of September. We got married in a small church in his home town, in Wisconsin. Just family and few selected friends. He is my best friend and soulmate, I wouldn't know what I would do without him.' I quickly grabbed the bag from the side of the sofa, inside was my engagement ring which was princess cut diamond and platinum band. My wedding band matched my engagement ring. I also grabbed our wedding photos and few other personal items including micks wedding ring, dog tags, his note left for me and a photo of me, mick and a little boy.
'Is this your nephew?' I nodded we looked like a little family, but I could never see me and mick having kids. 'Emily, why do you have your husband's wedding ring and dog tags and a note from him?'
'Mick works as an undercover operative, he can be away for weeks even months at a time when working. He is currently undercover at the moment, he went undercover in March, I haven't seen him since he left, and I speak to him weekly for his weekly check in's. His handler allows him to call in with me and then I call his handler who notifies that he met his check in, its only for half an hour a week but its better than not speaking to him for months on end. The note Is something he leaves when he goes away.' I looked up at them expecting them to have a million questions, but they only had one. 'Can we read the note.' Pen said quietly. I just nodded and handed it over, I felt as if I was giving my last parts of my private life away.
The note reads
'My Dearest Love,
This is a reminder that I will always love you.
No matter how far I may be, how long I will be gone.
I have and will always be your husband. Keep safe, look after yourself.
I love you forever and always, don't hide yourself away, go out of girl nights with Jen and Pen.
Tease with Derek, learn with Spence and Play with Jack.
Be your best, save each life as your own.
Your sexy husband, Mick.'
They both had tears in their eyes, we just sat there in silence. My jeans were staring to get uncomfortable, 'well looks like we aren't going out tonight so I'm going to change into sweats.' Laughing as I walked into my bedroom I didn't even notice the girls follow me. 'So, this why that door is always closed, this is shows that a man lives here and you're not a lonely, workaholic. I have never seen you smile like this before; your eyes light up when you see a picture of him or when you spoke about him. You really are in love aren't you.' I just nodded how they could tell that from a few conversations on one night astonished me. I could tell they were snooping around my room, so I decided instead of them snooping I would show them the whole apartment. 'how about instead of you two trying to be sly and look around I just show you. Alright well this is the master bedroom, my side is the nearest the closet which is through that door, inside was a floor to ceiling wardrobe complete with mirrors, a bench ottoman in the middle for more storage, jewellery cases, my clothes are this whole wall and micks are that side. Yeah, I know I have a lot. The ensuite is back out into the main bedroom area through the other door on the other side of the bed, this is also micks' side and as you can tell his bedside table is a lot less messy than mine. This is the ensuite, we have two sinks, two showers and a jacuzzi bath, past that glass panel. Well that's the main bedroom apart from the TV but that's just a TV. So, nothing important, then next door is a spare bedroom that acts as a makeshift office/storage/junk room so yeah don't go in there you won't be see much other than a desk, casefiles and loads of random things and boxes. And then a bathroom but its only small and obviously you know the layout of the rest of the apartment, the kitchen, living room, main bathroom and the home gym. So, anything else you would like to know.' It was only at that point did Jen and Pen truly see the other side of Emily, her vulnerable side, her as Emily Rawson not badass agent Prentiss. Instantly they hugged me tightly and made me feel safe as I had just told them my biggest secret ever.
'When does he come home, because I want to meet him. No scratch that I need to meet him, I need to meet the man who controlled the badass agent Prentiss and turned her into a big softie when she talked about him.' I smiled shyly because it was side not many people saw other than family.
'I don't know when he comes home, sometimes I'm here in our apartment and he just walk's through the door, other times he is asleep when I get home from work or being out with the team or family. That's how his work is, he gets a phone call and is given 24 hours to sort his things out, talk to me and settle any plans he had. Once we were at the airport about to board the plan to go to Hawaii for the weekend and he got a phone call, they always call him when we try to do something. All I know is that he promised me that he would be back in time for our anniversary and he has never broken a promise to me yet.' I just laughed but at the time I was not laughing.
2 WEEKS LATER
It had been 2 weeks since I had told the two girls, my best friends and it felt so good to get that off my chest. So, a week later I told the rest of my team, they were shocked but happy and excited when I even invited them out for dinner when Mick arrived home. Whenever that was. It was a slow day at the BAU, we had just come back from a case in Ohio. I was grabbing a coffee from the breakroom when Pen summoned me into her lair, this was never good when she summons you to her lair. Never good. She wanted to talk about my anniversary and what I was doing, this conversation went on for about half an hour, it was only then that I realized it was 5:10 and that I could go, Pen offered to walk out with me since she could go as well. She shut down her babies and locked her lair up for the night. After giving my completed forms and cases into Hotch I grabbed my bag. From the ceiling I noticed the reflection from my rings, it was still weird wearing them to work knowing they hadn't met my husband of nearly 10 years.
Arriving home, I got off the phone with my mother who had made the point to mention grandchildren yet again, same old excuses. Your brother has two kids, your married, you and mick would have gorgeous children, she's not getting any younger, I'm not getting any younger, id regret having no children. Blah blah, been through this argument with her and Micks mother multiple times. I let my mind wander, when climbing the stairs, to what it would be like to have children a half me and half Mick running around. Calling me mama and him dada, first steps, first tooth, first day of school. Maybe we should have a child. NO Emily, not with your job, not with Micks job, not in this apartment you would need a house, that would mean move. But the pros defiantly outweighed the cons. I was utterly exhausted by the time I got into my apartment and had taken my coat and shoes off, physically and mentally exhausted.
'Hi Honey, rough day?' I spun around to the door way to the hallway, there was Mick. In one piece, no visible injuries, no bruises, no cuts. Tears flowed freely I didn't even try to stop them, I gravitated towards him without noticing it, his arms engulfed me into a massive hug. This just made me cry harder, in one fluid motion he had placed an arm under my legs, carried me bridal style to our bed, changed me into comfy sweats and crawled us under the covers. Kissing my hair, he whispered how much he had missed me, how much he loves me and just generally calming me down. 'Your wearing your wedding rings, did you finally tell your team?' I just silently nodded, it felt so comfortable that he was home.
'Why are you crying, baby? Bad day at work?' I just looked into his beautiful chocolate eyes. I shock my head it had nothing to do with work, it was the conversation with my mother. 'No, nothing to do with work. Works great at the moment. Its just a conversation I had with my mother today on my way home.' I knew he knew what the conversation we had, it was the only conversation that could make me this upset, but I was partly crying happy tears because my husband was home, in one piece and seemed good. 'Do you ever think about having children?' I spoke in such a small quiet voice, I don't think I realized I said it out loud. I had never asked him that before to scared of the answer. I had seen him around children, nieces and nephews, he was naturally gifted with children. He could make them laugh with just a look, he normally gave in to their demands, playing with them, reading books. But when he needed to be he could be strict and follow a schedule, for instance when his brother and his wife got married and went on their honeymoon, we looked after our niece and nephew, Luke was 4 years old and Mary was only 9 months old. It was a test to see how we would deal with children. We worked well, it did pull at my heart strings about children especially seeing him cuddle Mary when she was falling asleep.
'When I was young I never could see myself as a dad, when I went to college and saw a few of my mates become dads that still never made me want children. But when I met you that changed, seeing you with Luke, tending to his every need, scared something would happen to him or when Mary was first born, and you held her it tugged so hard at my heart as it hit me that she wasn't our baby, we were not parents. You changed my whole prospect on life, I never saw myself as a husband yet here I am celebrating our 10-year anniversary in 2 weeks. I do see us having a child one day, for instance when we went apartment shopping and you were adamant on having a 2/3 bedroom, I wondered if you ever thought of it as a nursery because I sure do. I can see it having an animal theme, an oak crib and toys filling up the space. A boy with your hair colouring and my eyes or a little girl with your attitude and my humour.' My eyes had welled up at his honest confession I never knew that was how he felt about starting a family.
He wiped my eyes, so any fallen tears had been taken away, my heart was hurting so much at his face. His eyes showed his true emotions. 'What about our work? Neither of us have relatively safe.' How did we even get into this, this conversation was only going to bring pain? 'Em, baby imagine it. A baby that is half you, half me. Surrounded by true love, we would never allow any harm to come to it. A toddler calling you mama, running to give you hugs and give you kisses.' I turned away I couldn't think. My life had turned around within him arriving home I had never truly thought of having a family, coming from a family where my mother was always at a different posting due to her job and her father always promising that she would be home for birthdays, school plays, teacher consultations. I always swore that If she ever had her own children, they would never wonder where she was or if she was going to be home. I just got out of bed and walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water, I could hear Mick bustling around in the en-suite, I guessed he was going for a shower. I knew we needed to eat but we also needed to finish our conversation.
'DO YOU WANT CHINESE FOR DINNER?' I shouted through, it sounded so domestic. We had points when we were domestic, but mostly considering he was away months at a time and me going away for cases. 'YEAH, JUST GET IT FROM THE USUAL PLACE.' I rolled my eyes, he never wanted to try new food places.
Once I ordered our order, I sat on the sofa and was reading my current book, but my mind couldn't focus on the book it kept going back to our conversation. We ate Chinese on the sofa because we only ate at the table for home cooked meals or special occasions. 'By the way Friday I wanted to invite the team round to meet you, what do you think?' He just nodded trying to seem cool with it even though I knew inside he was bursting with excitement because he had been dying to meet my team, the team who had my back when I went into dangerous situations with. 'Or why don't we all meet at our work and go out, because honey I'm not sure they can all fit round our table.' Laughter just bubbled up in my chest, he was always the thinker in this relationship. His first night back was perfect, we ate dinner on the couch, watched TV, catching up on everything that had happened, we phoned family and well the night didn't end when we got into bed.
6 weeks later
A few days had turned into a week and then the team got a case, Mick went undercover for a week. The timing never seemed to match until now. It was ten to seven, we were all meeting at 7. Everyone was going for dinner, a proper team outing. JJ was standing with Will trying to keep little Henry in their eyesight, Aaron was watching Henry playing with his son Jack, Hayley his wife was chatting to Spence. Pen was whispering in Derek's ear and smirking at me. Dave was trying to give me tips about marriage. 'Dave, I love that you are giving me tips, but I've been married for 10 years. Clearly, I don't need tips. Stop stressing, you will love Mick. Don't go all dad on me, will you.' He just chuckled. 'I forget sometimes that my none of my marriages lasted as long as yours had already, I don't even think if I added them up it comes to ten years.' Only Dave could laugh about his divorces. Before I knew what was happening Pen and Derek were ganging up on me, 'Come on princess.' I hated that nickname and they both knew it. They were laughing at me because nothing I said was doing nothing. 'Princessssssssssssssss.' Rolling my eyes, I noticed Mick, jump out of our car, he had dropped me at work this morning, so we didn't need to use both cars.
'Em, honey.' Instantly, everyone heads had whipped round to spot him, he was wearing a dark button-down shirt with black smart dreams and black smart shoes, smart casual. His favourite style. As soon as he called my name, I quickly went to hug him as I did miss him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and his hands were getting awfully lower to my arse. 'Mick Andrew Rawson, your hands go any lower, I swear to god, it will be like Colombia 2009. There are young children in the room.' His eyes told the team that was as serious threat, he quickly complied by keeping his hands around her waist, he was half tucked behind her.
'Mick this is my team. You've got JJ-.' He just shushed her, 'don't worry sweetheart, I've got this. SO, this lovely blond over her must be Jennifer Jareau, her boyfriend Will and their adorable son, henry. How you doing buddy, I like your toy truck. You must be Spencer Reid, the one and only genius, the only person I know that gives Em a decent chess match. You're the tough guy, Derek Morgan, the tease but protective older brother. You must be the all-knowing oracle Penelope Garcia, I know that you loved to try to find Em a man all those times you went out on gal's night. And you must be Aaron Hotchner, the boss-man, you must be his wife lovely Haley and little jack, you look so cute in your little suit. How could I leave the David Rossi, till last Em's role model one of her main reason why she joined. Let me introduce myself, Mick Rawson the very fortunate husband to Emily Rawson.' They all looked astonished, he knew all of them just from what Emily must have told him. They just screamed power couple when standing next to each, with his hand on her waist and her hand in his back pocket.
They all shook hands and for the women a kiss on the cheek. Rossi beckoned them to all go and sit. Conversation flowed easily, it was like they had known Mick as long as they had known Emily. The team couldn't help but notice a different Emily, from the glances towards Mick, the way she spoke or just her attitude in general. It was obviously clear, that Emily Prentiss and Emily Rawson were similar but also very different. Emily Prentiss was an FBI agent, hard, cold when needed and overall just a badass. Whereas Emily Rawson, was a happily married woman for the last ten years, utterly in love with her husband, she was sweet towards the children. Something in the way she would talk to the children made the team believe that there might be a new BAU baby in the near future, by the way Emily and Mick acted together around children.
Dinner was over, and everyone had said goodnight, they all got into their respectable cars and drove home, saying that they would see each other Monday. Mick got into the driver seat and Em was almost asleep, she had been like that for a few weeks, he just chalked it down to stress from work. He picked up her favourite smoothie from a smoothie drive through place near their home as after all it was their anniversary tomorrow, she needed to get her energy back up. Arriving home, he checked too make sure she was still asleep, he rushed inside unset the alarm, placed their bags and smoothies on the table and ran back out to grab his dearest wife.
Swiftly picking her up and bridal carried her up into the house, locking the car at the same time he gently laid her on their sofa pulling the brown throw blanket over her. Placing the smoothie in the fridge and their bags on the counter, he quickly cleared away the plates from breakfast and any dirty plates. Checking that Em was still as sleep he grabbed their dirty laundry and put a load on. Grabbing the remote he put some sports while waiting for the laundry to finish and his wife to wake up without realising it mick too fell asleep.
A few hours later.
I woke up and noticed the TV was on and I could also hear a tumbling noise coming from the laundry room, I assumed mick had put a load of washing on. I turned towards the end of the sofa I noticed mick asleep, with his legs propped up on the coffee table and a hand gripping my ankle. He looked so handsome when he was possessive in a good way, the way even in his sleep he unconsciously reached out for her. Stroking his hair, he slowly started to stir, his eyes started to peep open and look around.
'wake up, mick. I need to talk something through with you.' coaching him out of a sleepy state wasn't easy considering when he was away he hardly slept and when he was home he could sleep through anything. Slowly I got up from the sofa, I felt kind of dizzy and light headed but I needed to get him up. Grabbing his hand, I pulled, and he finally got up, I led him into the hallway passing each memory in a photo frame. Our wedding day, Holidays, family photos, empty spaces for future memories.
Coming up to the end of the hallway where our bedroom and the spare was we stopped, entering the spare bedroom I could see mick trying tot work out what was going on. 'I've been thinking that we should do something with this room, we have lived here for a long time and we haven't really done anything with it.' He just walked further in and looked round. I could tell he was trying to think about what the room could be. He continued to walk around all the boxes and the desks, 'I've got it, what about a proper office, two desks, filing cabinets, bookshelves. It's the right size don't you think.' I could tell how excited he was, he had been complaining about this room since we moved in. especially sine the other bedroom got turned into a home gym.
'So, I take it you want an office then honey, I was thinking something more along a bedroom.' I said leaning against wall watching him looking through boxes. 'Em, baby why would it be a bedroom, we never have anyone to stay so it would be pointless.' God he was so stupid sometimes. I just shook my head, why couldn't he just work it out.
'Well maybe it shouldn't be spare bedroom for people to stay. But what about a room where I can see it having an animal theme, an oak crib and toys filling up the space.' I spoke in a quiet tone I know he would hear me because the apartment was silent, and it was night time. He had his back faced towards from me, so I couldn't see his face, that scared me because we hadn't spoke about our chat since we had it but that was almost two months ago. I was so nervous it was basically radiating off me. Everything happened so quickly, one moment he was looking through a box, then the next he had turned around to face, walked up to me taken my waist within his hands pulled me close and just stared into my eyes not speaking a word to me.
I saw him open his mouth as too speak but no words came out, I could tell he was amazed because of his eyes were starting to tear up. He knew that I would never bring something up like this unless I was serious about it, it was subject that we never spoke about because of the mixed feelings that came with it. His eyes were trying to find something within mine, 'You want to turn it into a nursery?!' I could feel his breath against my skin that is how close he was to me, I never had noticed until now how much taller, bigger built than me he was. I nodded, I couldn't even speak because if I did I was going to puke. 'You want a baby? A baby that is mine and yours, a little me or you.' Tears were now streaming down his face because the emotion was too much, I hadn't even realized that I too was crying. Before I knew it, he was listing off a hundred questions at rapid fire to me.
'Do you want a little boy or girl? Will the nursery have animal theme or a natural theme? What about our jobs? Oh, screw the jobs its our life and our family. When, when would you want a baby? Oh, we would need to start practising soon if we want one soon!' I laughed at his laugh comment of course that's how he would see it.
I took a deep breath while his hands wiped away my tears, 'well I wouldn't mind if it was a boy or a girl as long as it would be healthy, the nursery would definitely have an animal theme because once you brought that up I couldn't imagine the nursery any other way. The jobs can wait as you said, it our life and our family, jobs aren't as important as our family, our child. When would I want a baby? I would say next year or the year after if we were having this conversation a few months ago, but it's too late to hold off until next year.' His face just turned into utter joy, I knew he would be ecstatic about u having a baby. He was made to be a dad, he was caring, passionate, playful and loving.
'What we are waiting for then, why are we standing here when we could be next door making a baby.' he swung me up and placed me in his arms, bridal style. My arms automatically went around his neck. He carefully carried me through to our room, all why I was screaming with laughter. 'Mick, baby put me down now!' I tried to sound serious, but my face clearly told him the truth. 'now, now, now honey why would I put you down, you're the love of my life and if I have it my way soon your will be the mother of our child.' Coming up to the foot of our bed, I felt him start to shift his arms. Instantly I knew what he was going to do, 'MICK I SWEAR TO GOD YOU THROW ME ON THAT BED, THAT WILL BE IT!' He turned to look at me he looked quite shocked, I never meant to shout that loud or that that rudely. He just placed me on my feet and walked into the closet to get changed I just stood there, I knew he was shocked to be honest so was I. I needed to make him understand and quickly, I walked out into the living room and found my bag rummaging through I could make out mick walking from the closet to bathroom, I knew he was getting ready for bed. I quickly grabbed what I needed, before I went to find and talk to mick I checked the front door and windows were locked and that the alarm was set, grabbing a few bottles of water and some ginger ale I turned all the lights off. Walking into the bedroom I saw mick laying in bed with his back to me, I felt so guilty. I quickly got ready for bed, climbing into the bed I sat up against the headboard I needed to talk to him, 'Mick I don't know what to say other than I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to come across rude. Just I need you to understand why I couldn't be thrown on the bed it could have serious consequences.' He turned to face me, I could tell he was confused. 'You think I could hurt you, you know I would never intentionally hurt you. I guess I was just so caught up in the fact that my sexy, fearless wife wants to be a mommy with my child.' While he was speaking he had moved closer to me and pulled me down to a laying position, he placed a hand on my waist looking into my eyes as he spoke every word made me want to cry, without realizing it tears were starting to stream down my face. God this was getting ridiculous I cant keep crying every five minutes. 'Hey, hey don't cry honey. I didn't mean to make you cry.' He had no idea did he, I pulled away from his grip while not taking my eyes off his I grabbed the picture of my bedside table, I held it tight in my hand against my stomach so he couldn't see it.
'This is the reason, while I'm becoming really emotional, tired and cranky.' I had tears in my eyes threatening with every passing moment, I could feel my heart beating against chest as I past the picture over. He took it into his hands and looked at it, I laughed when he turned it upside down trying to figure it out. His eyes caught mine just as tears were starting to form in both of our eyes, 'I-is this what I think' he exclaimed to me laying the ultrasound between us, he pulled me closer until we were inches apart from. Catching my lips in a kiss, I could feel every emotion in that one kiss, love, appreciation, happy times.
'It is mick, it is. That's our baby, our child. I found out a few days ago after taking a test I went to the doctors and well she confirmed it.' Pulling at the large oversized t-shirt I was wearing and put his hands on my flat stomach.
'Our child. Our future. Baby Rawson, mommy Rawson and daddy Rawson.' As he spoke he point to my stomach, me and himself.
The end
Thank you for reading, if you would like a sequel drop me an idea and I'll see what I can do. Check out my other fanfictions I'm making it my mission to finish old stories before creating a new one. But hey this idea just came to me and I had to with it.