A/N: Hi guys!

First of all I'm sorry I've been away for so long (Almost a month, that's genuinely horrendous). But Unfortunately, I'm going to be taking a little break from posting. Not really a hiatus but I have exams and I need to write more chapters so don't expect to hear from me for a little bit. Basically till the end of January.

As always thank you guys so much for all the lovely reviews, I love you guys. I have to say this is a whopper of a chapter, It's like double of what I usually post, to be honest.

Also, this chapter gets a little smutty towards the middle ;)

Enjoy!


"Momma?" Lucy felt small hands shaking her shoulder. "Momma, wake up" Caleb's voice whispered against her temple. She rolled around to face him and slowly opened her eyes to see Caleb's bright blue eyes and smiling face.

"Momma, you look pretty when you're sleeping" his perpetually clammy hands, clumsily ran through her hair and Lucy grinned.

"And you look absolutely adorable when you're awake" Lucy reached up and pulled him down to cuddle with him on the bed with her. Caleb squealed with laughter and wriggled away from her, she just held on tighter.

"Mommaaa we need to get daddy's food ready, remember". Caleb looked up at her and tugged on her arm.

Lucy looked down at him

"Did you forget Momma?"

"Of course not! We promised Daddy breakfast in his office on his day off. Let's go make it baby" she quickly scrambled out of bed and pulled on her robe.

Caleb tried to help Lucy with the breakfast but most of the stuff was too technical for him, so she let him sit at the table with the pancake batter and help her mix it. Meanwhile, Lucy fired up the stove and the grill and got to work.

About 45 minutes later the kitchen was a mess, Lucy and Caleb were covered in more flour than they should be, but they had produced perfectly cooked eggs benedict with crispy bacon and fluffy pancakes. Lucy stacked all the food on her tray and let Caleb carry the coffee and orange juice.

"Be careful Caleb" she looked back at him struggling up the stairs, he bit his lip in concentration and stared intently at the stairs so he wouldn't spill a drop.

She knocked on the study door and opened it with her elbow.

They stopped when they realised they were in an empty room.

She took a second to compose herself so Caleb wouldn't see the disappointment in her eyes. He couldn't just take one day off work.

"Where did daddy go?" Caleb looked at her quizzically. "I thought he didn't have work today?"

"I don't- " The sound of a car pulling into the driveway outside broke her train of thought. Caleb's face lit up when he saw Freed's car through the ugly curtains.

"I'll go get him!" He raced downstairs as fast as he could while Lucy shouted at him to 'be careful for goodness sake'. A while later, Freed was towed in by his son, he smiled at his little family and his unfortunate looking pancakes. Good morning kisses were exchanged until Lucy decided to share the pancake of the office floor.

"Momma can we tell daddy what we're doing today?" he managed to say with his mouth full of pancake.

"Yes, but after you eat that piece of pancake" Caleb nodded, and noisily chewed the rest down.

"Daddy, we're going to the Carnival" the little boy looked like he was vibrating with sheer excitement and Lucy couldn't hold in her laughter. She looked to gauge her husband's reaction.

"Darling?" she asked, a little confused when she looked at him, his eyes were filled with mirth but is mouth was frowning.

"Did you forget about the ball today Lucy?" and then it clicked.

"Oh Gods! I'm so stupid, the Institution ball is today" she explained to Caleb.

The institution held a ball twice a year to get the patients to interact within a formal setting. Caleb didn't have to go but for Freed and Lucy, it was basically mandatory.

"Do you have to go daddy? It's your only day off since we got here" Caleb whined and crawled into his father's lap and Lucy honestly felt like doing the same.

"Now Caleb, I made an agreement with the hospital to come to these balls and I must honour it"

Caleb cradled himself in Freed's arms and pouted some more. Lucy thought she might as well try and convince him.

"Oh c'mon darling, Dr. Makarov likes me, I'm sure if I ask him he would let you off" she shuffled closer and leant onto his side. "We could go have fun in the carnival" she rubbed her way up his arm. "Then we can come home, put Caleb to bed" She threaded her fingers in his long hair and leant up to his ear. "Then you could put me to bed" she whispered but was still effortlessly seductive.

When she pulled back and smirked, still scrapping nails through his scalp. Freed's face had grown positively scarlet; he turned away from her and awkwardly cleared his throat. She laughed at his shyness and hugged his arm tighter.

"What do you say? Let's be bad and skip class" she looked up at him and immediately knew her plan was unsuccessful.

"Laxus always forced me to skip class…I never really saw the point" he had a frown and faraway look in his eyes.

Lucy sighed. "Who would've thought I'd marry such a nerd" she laughed when Freed glared at her.


Afterwards they went for a late lunch together, the restaurant Freed chose was a little too fancy to take Caleb but they brought him anyway. He fiddled around with the napkin and asked why he needed so many forks and spoons.

Freed ordered for all of them and tried to explain why there were so many forks to Caleb. Halfway through their meal, when there was a lull in conversation Caleb took a deep breath and asked.

"Momma, Daddy. Can I have a little brother?".

Lucy and Freed paused, forks full and hovering over their plates. They looked at the little boy and saw he was absolutely serious; he even wore his puppy dog eyes like he did when he wanted an overly expensive toy.

Freed was first to find his voice.

"Well Caleb, how do you know Momma and I can make a baby?" A very good question, and a good way to deflect.

"I ask my Miss Maggie in school and she told me my parents have to make one for me" Caleb talked around the piece of beef in his mouth.

"Will you make one for me Momma? I want one for my birthday" he grinned and talked directly to Lucy.

"I- I ummm" she was still speechless.

"Please Momma, I promise I'll help you and Daddy take care of him!" he tugged on Lucy's cardigan and gave her his best pleading look. Before she could reply Freed cut her off.

"Well we can't make you a brother by your birthday Caleb, it's only 4 months away" He seemed so casual as if they weren't talking about bringing an actual life into this world. Lucy guessed Freed was just more used to this part of parenthood than she was.

Caleb pulled a frustrated face "How long do you take to make a baby?" he asked his father.

"Nine months"

Caleb counted on his fingers and groaned. "That's so long Daddy" he whined and went back to pouting. "And you haven't even started it yet!" the realisation made him even more whinny.

"Caleb, why do you suddenly want a baby sister right now?" Lucy finally found her voice.

The boy shrugged.

"I'm the only one at school who doesn't have any sibelings-"

"Siblings Caleb" his dad immediately corrected.

"Siblings, and I want someone to play with when I'm at the house" he sipped his apple juice.

"You could always play with me when we are at home" Lucy gave him a smile, which withered when she saw Caleb frown.

"Momma you don't like going outside and you don't like playing knights or getting dirt on your dresses" he pointed out.

"How do you know your little brother will like all those things?"

"Well he is a boy…what else would he like?" Caleb said bluntly.

Before Lucy could launch into a lecture, Freed cut her off.

"Well we can't guarantee that the baby will be a boy, you might get a little sister".

Lucy quickly looked up at Freed, shocked and surprised that he was talking about a child like it was already resting inside her. Freed was thoroughly focused on his son and kept explaining to Caleb about the chances of him getting a brother.

Lucy looked back down at her plate, maybe she reading to much into it, this conversation would have to come eventually. The strange part was, Lucy didn't feel like she was part off it.


They dropped Caleb off with a seamstress in her early twenties, she babysat to help with the rent. The girl looked younger than she was, with short brown hair and a face that looked a little mousey. Lucy was shocked to find that she shared the house with her husband.

"You're married?" she blurted out and was immediately embarrassed at how judgmental she sounded "Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"No that's alright" her voice was high and girlish "Most girls my age in Clover already have at least one kid, I guess being from Magnolia you probably aren't used to how traditional it is here"

Lucy looked at her in awe and then tried to remember if she was that responsible at 22.

When they got home, Lucy did her best to hurry while she got ready. Freed hated being late almost as much as he hated waiting for her to get dressed. The dress she wore was a little more conservative, she'd learnt her lesson from the party last time. It was an emerald green long sleeve number that showed no cleavage and stopped just under her knees. However the fit was a little tight and she wondered if it would cause her any grief as she trotted down the stairs to her husband.

"I'm ready" Freed looked steadily over her dress and gave a small nod before heading towards the door. Lucy was surprised herself when she eased out a sigh of relief, she didn't think Freed's opinion on her dress was that important to her.

They walked the short walk to the main building and Lucy realised that she had never actually been inside the building before. Warmth and bright light welcomed them in and Freed took her arm in his. She expected the inside to be dingy and dark and spooky but it was rather grand.

Little misshapen lanterns decorated the ceiling in a cheerful yellow light, the chandelier sent shimmers of light throughout the room and Lucy was impressed by the décor, all soft blue and off whites.

"The inmates did all this?" Lucy asked, shocked.

"Oh no, no…it was mostly the nurses and wives, we want the inmates to concentrate fully on social interactions for tonight" he explained.

Lucy looked around and tried to spot the inmates in the crowds of people, they weren't hard to find. The female inmates' dresses were the epitome of hand made; thread hanging loose, frayed edges and ancients styles showed just how second hand they were. Most were embroidered or sequined terribly. Their makeup was full of bright oranges and purples and blush that made them look like clowns. Lucy giggled under her breath.

"Maybe next time you should let me do the makeup, they look-"

"Will you wipe that look of your face" She was jerked out of her speech by Freed's voice, he sounded angry.

"What look?" she asked.

"You have that judgmental look that immediately makes everyone assume you're a bitch" he was whispering but it didn't take away any of the harshness in his tone.

"Freed! What the hell -" she has started to shout out when he tugged on her arm till she was pressed up next to him.

"I just want to remind you how important this is to me, I don't want you to ruin it with that look of condescension you seem to permanently hold" he was whispering still and pulling her towards the other doctors and the group of wives behind them. Lucy pulled away, her eyes were prickling and she knew tears would come soon. She moved her feet towards the sign for the bathroom.

"No, we need to greet the doctors first. Just calm down before we get there or so help me Lucy…" He let his threat hang in the air and Lucy took a deep breath and held in a sob, he would be much angrier if she made a scene.

"Freed, Lucy. I'm so glad you both could make it" A doctor, Dr. Murray or maybe Monroe (she could never remember their names), greeted them with a large smile under his moustached lip.

"Nice to see you Billy, how was your day off?" Freed said with a small smile and firm handshake.

They took the time to share some small talk and doctor talk before Lucy was addressed again.

"Lucy, may I just say you look as radiant as ever this evening" She looked up to see Dr. Monroe's old blue eyes roving over her body, he took his time when pulling his gaze up from her hips to her breast and then reluctantly back to her face. Lucy forced a smile to her face.

"You flatter me Doctor" she feigned embarrassment when he took her hand and covered it in a prickly wet kiss. "I must say, I'm very impressed by all the decorations" she discretely wiped the hand on the back of her dress.

"Oh I can't take all the credit for that, my better half" he laughed at an inside joke. "Orchestrated most of it" he nodded behind him towards the group of women.

"I'll go commend her on her creativity" Lucy detangled herself from Freed's steadily tightening grip and trotted away to the women.

Helen accepted her compliments graciously but somewhat coldly, another wife handed her a drink which she immediately downed, hoping the wine would steady her emotions, Helen and continued conversing about the new jewellers that had opened in town.

Lucy zoned out, she could still feel Freed's hands clamped on her arm and his breath angrily hissing over her cheek. She wracked her brain, her fingers fiddling with the wine flute while she tried to think of a reason for him to have blown up at her like that.

She couldn't find one, her comment may have been a little rude but he had threatened her with an unknown punishment like she was a child and then grabbed her like she was his property. Lucy felt her throat closing up and going dry and she fought to swallow back the tears.

"Are you are alright Lucy? You look little pale" one of the nicer wives took her hand.

"I'm just gonna go to the bathroom for a second" She quickly zipped between the women.

"She looked like she was going to cry" a woman murmured in alarm but only slight concern

"Really?!" Helen sounded excited. "That'll be the first time I see an expression other than that stupid fake smile, it makes her look so dumb" Helen and some of the other women laughed and Lucy felt like going back home for the night, but she probably wouldn't make it out before she burst into tears.

She pushed past the people to the nearest door, pushing it open she spun to find the light switch and found herself in an industrial size kitchen. Lucy raised herself up onto a work surface and let herself cry into her hands.

Why did Freed always have to ruin everything? The day had started off so well, she felt she was falling in love with him all over again at lunch and then he went ahead and called her a bitch.

All she was doing was trying her best; she didn't even want to go to this stupid ball. She felt she was only here so he could show her off and so she could be ogled at. She sobbed and sobbed and longed for Levy and Cana and her little apartment in Magnolia where she didn't have to pretend to like those bitchy doctor wives.

The more she contemplated her situation the angrier and sadder she got. She had given up everything for him and he didn't seem to care.

"Lucy?!" her picked her head up so fast that she almost fell off her the table. Natsu had come in. He slid into the kitchen and turned the lock behind him. Lucy was about to protest, they hadn't seen each other for two weeks while she fussed over Caleb's leg, but she saw the look of worry that crumpled his handsome features and fell silent. He strode over, leg restricted by his suit trousers which were slightly too tight. He stood in front of her, arms up but hesitating to touch.

"What the hell happened?" she finally broke down, weeping louder than before and throwing her arms around Natsu, she gripped his jacket and cried into his shoulder.

"Shhh, tell me what's wrong Lucy" his voice was soothing and his big palm rubbed circles on her back. Lucy's crying eased enough for her to mumble out Freed's name, immediately Natsu pulled her back to look in her eyes.

"What he do?" he growled, his eyes were aflame with anger. Lucy fell back on his shoulder and sighed.

"I can't do it anymore" she whispered,

"Do what anymore?"

"I can't love him anymore, not when he doesn't care" she swallowed another cry.

"What happened?"

A simple question but Lucy seemed to be at a loss for a simple answer. So she just told him everything, it rushed out of her mouth as easily as if she were speaking to Levy or Cana.

She told him what her and Freed were like in Magnolia, about the day Caleb fell from the tree, about what Freed had yelled at her in the hospital. Natsu tied up the ends of her fragmented story. She told him what had just happened in the hall and finally felt her sobbing eased. It felt good to have someone that she didn't need to keep any secrets from or to watch her tongue around him.

"I'm sorry" he squeezed her once more and took the opportunity to quickly breathe in the smell of her hair and her perfume.

Lucy turned her head to look at him. His onyx eyes shone with so much sympathy that she felt her heart clench. She reached up her hand to outline his lips and kissed him quickly on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you for listening to me" she whispered and nuzzled closer to his neck. Natsu found himself getting hard, but his thoughts left his growing erection. Lucy needed comfort, not a fuck.

But the fight in him left when he felt soft lips on his neck, she layered kisses up to his jaw line, her tongue came out to lick across the bone. Natsu squirmed and pulled her away to ask if she really wanted this when she just finished having a huge emotional breakdown

Her breath was still coming fast, soft pants made him wonder if she was still crying again. He looked down to see she was still staring at him but her right hand was between her thighs, her finger rubbing firmly above her panties.

Natsu gasped "Luce". His erection jumped in his pants.

"I want you" she panted out huskily. Her hand reached to cup his neck and brought their lips together. Kissing her back was all Natsu could do, she felt her shudder and look down to see her slipping her panties to the side and rubbing slowly between her folds, her tongue urged him to concentrate on the kiss and he found his attention split, but he was still surrounded by Lucy. Natsu kissed her more roughly, his hands came out of their daze and reached up to the touch her soft hair and hold her cheeks. When his hand reached up to rub her nipples through her dress she pushed him back.

She panted and held onto the worktop while Natsu squeezed his cock through his trousers and tried to ease the pressure.

"Are you sure the door is locked?"

Natsu nodded hastily.

She looked at him gripping his length and found her mouth suddenly dry. Before Natsu could tell her to hurry she turned around and folded herself over the worktop. Her cheek, breasts and torso pressed into cold steel while her ass wiggled at him.

"I want it like this." She told him while scooting up the tight skirt of her dress so that more pale skin was exposed to him. It was Freed's favourite position, Lucy smiled wickedly to herself at the thought.

Natsu stepped forward. His cock already grasped in his hand, hot and hard. He stroked himself while he his other hand spread her legs wider and pulled her hand away from her clit. He rubbed his length between her lips to get it wetter and shuddered when she moaned lowly.

"Are you ready?" his voice croaked with choked up lust.

"Just fuck me already" she wanted to sound fierce but it came out like purring. She gripped steel harder and rocked with Natsu while he got wet with her juices.

"Natsu hu- Ahh fuck!" he pushed into her in one swift motion till he couldn't go any further.

"Moan for me Lucy" he ground deeply inside her "Nobody is going to hear, c'mon"

His hand came down and spanked her, the skin on her cheek tingled painfully, but not painfully enough for her to tell him to stop; it prompted her to do as he asked. Lucy's mouth fell open at the feeling, his head was already rubbing at her walls just right, her moans hiccupped every time his hips slapped against her ass. Her pussy already clenched around him

"Are you gonna cum already Lucy" Natsu chuckled and felt slightly vindicated when she clenched hard and cried out his name, her cries reverberated around the pots and pans and lingered in his head.

"You sound so fucking hot" he leaned over to bite her earlobe with those sharp canines and slowed his thrusts till he pumped slowly in and out. Lucy didn't realized she liked this position that much. Her hands still shook from the orgasm and Natsu's slow pumping was drawing it out.

"Let's keep going" he gave her breast a squeeze before rising back up and giving her hard, deep thrusts again. This time she met him halfway, thrusting her hips back onto his cock, almost as hard as him. His hold on her hips tightened and he stopping his movement just to watch her sliding up and down his length, her ass shook and jumped when she pushed back and their hips met. Natsu couldn't help but groan.

"You're amazing" he mumbled and started up as slow pace.

"No" she whined and squirmed. "Faster darling" In the back of her mind Lucy was shocked at herself, she only ever called Freed darling; but she pushed the thought away when she remembered that he never gave her a nickname, it was either Lucy or bitch apparently.

Natsu picked up the pace for her until the sound of skin harshly slapping together reverberated around the room. She was so wet they could both hear it but Lucy was too absorbed in the feeling of him sliding inside her to care much.

Natsu felt the tell tale sign of pressure building in his abdomen, his hands squeezed Lucy tighter and his cock got impossibly harder.

"Lucy, I-"

"Me too, just don't do it inside me" she whimpered and reached down to rub herself in time to Natsu's thrusting. She came first again, her whole body stilled and her hand gripped the table till her hand reddened from the edge digging in. She screamed out and felt her voice get scratchy and raw from all the use but the rest of her body felt gloriously limp.

Natsu cried out when her orgasm made her clench harder than ever, he loathed to pullout, wanting to feel her come undone all over again, but he did as she asked. It only took two strokes from his own hand for him to loose it, hot ribbons of cum shooting out onto Lucy's ass and thighs. Lucy heard him grunt rather loudly and felt him release on her. She almost rolled her eyes, that wasn't what she meant when she said don't cum inside he, but she was shocked when she felt a damp tissue wipe away at her.

"Sorry for…" he murmured while pulling her panties up to cover her. Lucy was still bent over the table and feeling very reluctant to get back up, her limbs felt like jelly. Remembering what he had just done to her made her want to go again but she knew that wasn't a good idea.

"Oh and here are your panties from the other day" he said from the trash can, Lucy stood up and turned to see her ripped white thong laying beside her. "If they found it in my room we'd be…" he didn't have to finish, they both knew it wouldn't be a happy ending, she bundled up the panties in her hand and stuff them into the side of her bra.

"Thank -"

Harsh knocking assaulted the door.

"Lucy?! Are you in there?!" the knocks grew louder as Freed grew more impatient.

Lucy quaked in her heels and swirled around for somewhere to run. Her heart hammered and her palms grew embarrassingly sweaty as she considered jumping out of the window. Anything was better than confronting what she was doing with her Husband.

Natsu took her hand, she looked up and saw his eyes were calm and reassuring but it did nothing for her nerves. He quickly walked her to the back corner of the room. She hadn't noticed the door on this side and blanched when she realised they had neglected to lock it.

"The bathroom is there, just come out when it doesn't seem suspicious" he whispered then pushed her through the double doors. "Fix your hair"

Natsu walked back into the kitchen, opened the fridge and pulled out some a piece of cooked chicken. Freed's voice was growing more irate by the minute. Taking a deep breath and checking over his ill-fitting suit, Natsu slowly opened the door.

Freed's angry look dissolved when he saw Natsu. He cleared his throat then eyed him suspiciously.

"Good evening, Natsu. I see you are still trying to eat your feelings" he smirked at the little joke and stepped around Natsu.

"Nah doc, I just got tired of the party" he replied, stuffing his face to hide his frown.

"You should really be socializing with the other" Freed moved to put the chicken back into the fridge.

"I think I've done all the socializing I need for today" he barely held back a laugh at Freed's confused look. "So you're looking for your wife?"

"Yes, she apparently came through here, you didn't see her did you?"

Before Natsu could lie, the back door opened to reveal Lucy in her green dress.

"Speak of the devil" Natsu murmured and moved back to the fridge to watch.

"Lucy, where on Earthland have you been?!" he walked over to her and grabbed her hand. His expression was worried and angry all at the same time.

"I just went to the bathroom but I got lost on the way back Freed" she pulled her hand away from him.

"Marie said you looked upset, what is it?" he stooped to look at her face. "Have you been crying again?" he pulled her chin up to see her mascara and eyeliner running.

"Freed will you stop that?!" she pushed away from him and glanced at Natsu who was watching unashamedly by the fridge. Freed followed her gaze and sighed.

"Natsu will you give us a minute please?" he said and immediately looked back Lucy.

Natsu looked them over once more and wondered whether he should refuse to leave. Sighing heavily Natsu turned to walk out of the main door and maybe up to his room, something had soured his good mood.


Lucy and Freed listened to the door swing back and forth and back and forth until it finally shut closed.

"Did Helen say something to you? Marie said she was being rude" He took her hand again only for her to snatch it away.

"Gods, of course not! That's not why I'm upset Freed"

"Then tell me what's wrong" he reached for her and she dodged him. "Lucy come here" he used the same voice when he reprimanded Caleb.

"No, I'm angry because you called me a bitch before I could even open my mouth to talk to your colleagues Freed, you threatened me!" she felt tears coming to her eyes again.

Freed's lips parted and he sighed. "I know I was overly harsh, Lucy but sometimes how you act and how you react to the patients rubs people the wrong way"

"I don't know how to act with mental patients Freed, I'm not a fucking psychiatrist and I didn't realise it was a requirement to be your wife"

"I'm just trying to make it easier for you to fit in here Lucy, I lost my temper and I'm sorry but I just wish you would be a little more soft-spoken around them" he stepped forward toward her.

Lucy's hands balled into fists at his words, he sounded just like her father, he always wanted her to change so she could fit in with his type of people.

"I want to go home" she said as calmly as she could.

"Don't be silly Lucy, it's 9:00 we might as well just stay until the end".

"I don't care, I want to go" she was growing more and more irritated.

"Go clean up your face, your mascara is all over the place, then come back to the rest of the group." he turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

Lucy sucked in another breath to hold in her tears or the second time that night. The man she loved kept asking for the impossible, expecting her to be meek and timid was asking for too much. A flare of rage started to spark in her heart, she would show him how outspoken she really was.


"Is Lucy alright?" Helen's condescending voice was the first thing that greeted him when he made his way back to the group. All of the doctors turned to him expectantly, each one worried about Lucy for one reason or other.

"Lucy is fine, she'll be joining us shortly. She is just a little overwhelmed, Lucy is easily flustered is all". Most nodded and went back to their conversations, some of the women gave him a lingering look.

"Maybe she'll be less lonely if she had someone to take care of when you're gone"

Freed looked down skeptically at Dr. Monroe's wife. "What do you mean?"

"I just mean if your work schedule is anything like my husbands, you might not be at home as much as you like. She just needs some company is all".

The woman had the audacity to wink and Freed thank his stars when Lucy appeared by their side. Marie quickly picked up a conversation with her and led her back to the ladies.

Later in the night, after some slow dancing and a lot of scotch, Freed pulled at her hand and announced that they were finally headed home. Lucy was glad to leave the women behind, as soon as the night breath cooled her skin she stooped to take her heels off and walk barefoot to their house.

Freed was close behind her, she looked, only to see that he wasn't looking at her but at the ground in deep concentration that made his wrinkles more prominent. She didn't care enough to ask what was on his mind. Lucy thought of Caleb when she passed by his room, probably sound asleep in the baby-sitter's guest bed. She told him to call if he wanted to be picked up and she prayed she hadn't missed him while she at the party.

She took off her makeup, did her teeth, changed into a slip nightdress and crawled into bed. The tears of the day exhausting her more than she'd thought. Freed came in just as sleep was pulling her under, she turned to look at him and then sunk back into her pillow. It took a while for him to sink into bed next to her, he was face to face with her and so close she could smell the toothpaste on his exhaled breath.

"I often think about having a little girl" Lucy opened an eye to watch him "With short green hair and your brown, bright eyes" He looked straight at her while he cupped her cheek.

"She would be younger than Caleb so he would walk her to school and defend her from bullies and, when she was old enough, intimidate her boyfriends. She'd grow up too fast and leave home too early and we'd wonder why we put ourselves through all the heartache. When we are old she'd visit with her children and the husband who we never thought was good enough for her. She would be as smart as both of us, and as caring as you are and we would love her so much because she was our baby, both of us but without all the flaws…she would be so beautiful".

By now his hand had come to rest on her flat stomach and he was rubbing in small circles. Lucy felt shaky with tears, why did he make it so hard not to love him? Sometimes he treated her like dirt and then he would turn around and look at her like she was the sun and like he couldn't live without her.

The hand on her cheek pushed away the tears.

"I'm sorry I hadn't asked, I guess assumed that was what you wanted" he kissed her softly but the taste of salty tears was distracting."I get things so wrong sometimes, but I never mean to hurt you Lucy, I never want to hurt you. I'm so sorry for what I said baby" he kissed her again, so tenderly, like too much would make her run."Do want to try Lucy?" he whisper blew blonde hair away from her face. He looked at with unrestrained sincerity and she almost crumbled to his will.

"Do want to try Lucy?" he whisper blew blonde hair away from her face. He looked at with unrestrained sincerity and she almost crumbled to his will.

"I don't know" she whispered, closed her eyes and let sleep take her.


A/N: So what did you guys think? Will a baby fix things? Leave me a review pretty please!

Freed is still a douche but then he's just such a sweetheart and then you can't help but love him. And Natsu…oh Natsu you dreamboat.

The next chapter will have some insight into the accident that Natu's wife died in

Somebody left me a review with their huge theory on how they think the rest of the story is going to go. It makes me so happy that the fic is actually interesting enough for people to start theorising! :D

As for whether your theory is accurate or not dear reader I am not going to say as of yet (mostly because I'm still deciding how it's going to end hehe) and I shall leave you all in suspense HAHAHA! But thank you for your theory RunningwiththeRiptide, and thank you to everyone who read and reviewed. I honestly love you.