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Chapter 9
At seven and a half months, without a husband or the father of her child and with the constant feeling of false labor, there wasn't must Olivia felt like doing anymore other than sleeping. The pain in her hips had put her in bed most of the day, only being able to move around a small amount. She was able to move around the room for a few minutes before having to sit down. Glancing around the bedroom, she noticed it was about time that she cleaned up.
Walking around the side of the bed, she started pulling at the sheets, intent on changing them before laying down. She had the sheets sitting to the side for over a month now, the ones that she and Peter had made love in for the last time, and she couldn't bring herself to put them back onto the bed, but it as time that they sheets needed a change. Pulling back the bedspread and throwing the pillows to the floor, she pulled the sheets from the mattress and threw them into the hamper off to the side of the room. Once the bed was bare she gingerly grabbed for the sheets that were sitting on the chair, almost staring at her.
Holding them in her hands she closed her eyes and remembered their last night together. "Baby, please!" Peter whined like a small child asking his mother for a lolly she wasn't going to give. He laid across his bed, watching as she changed into something to wear for bed. "No Peter," she shook her head and laughed at him, watching him in the reflection of mirror. He was bouncing on his knees like a small child, although only in his boxers and he stopped, rested upright on his knees as she removed her top and bra, his excitement becoming completely obvious.
"Baby…" He had come up behind her and rested his hands on her hips and his lips had found the side of her neck, his voice was low and husky, his erection pressing into her lower back, "But you promised…" Olivia's head dropped forward and she groaned when his fingers grazed the skin of her hips. "So what do you say?" She groaned once more when his finger slipped a little lower towards the clasp of her work pants. He flicked the button and the zipped went down slowly, his fingers finding the material of her panties. Olivia's left arm came up and over her shoulder, running it through his head and tugging gently. "Peter…we can't…Peter, please…" She whimpered when his fingers gently rubbed her center, causing her eyes to flutter shut, "…Ella is here, we can't…"
They had been looking after Ella for the night and the little girl was asleep, but in the room across from theirs, she didn't want Ella to wake up while they were together and come looking for her. Before she could continue he slipped his finger past her panties and inside of her, causing her to moan loudly and to fist his hair even tighter. "But you promised to let me make up for not listening to you…I promise we will be quiet…" His fingers moved inside of her, while his numb rubbed along her core, causing her to buck and moan. "Peter…" She pulled away, her body almost to heavy to move, before moving to the door, grabbing one of Peter's shirts on the way and swinging the door open gently and walking out. Peter watch her leave, confused but instead of following her, he raised his fingers, the ones that had just brought her pleasure, to his mouth, tasting her on his fingers was driving him crazy.
Within a few moments she had returned with a wicked smile, "She's asleep." She closed the door behind her and locked. It didn't take long until the room was filled with moans and cried, their bodies moving together and finally coming undone together.
She opened her eyes and realized that she had been standing in the middle of the room, holding sheets to her face and letting tears slip out of her eyes. She hated the hormonal pregnancy feeling, everything little thing made her cry and most of the time it was all about Peter. The night before last she had cried herself to sleep in the babies room, on the rocking chair, she missed Peter and just wanted him around. Sighing and dropping her shoulders Olivia made her way towards the bed again, finishing up her work and finally letting her body rest by laying down and falling asleep without any trouble.
"How is she?" Peter watched out the side window as Astrid drove, Walter in the back seat making sure the newly acquired baby seat was sitting right. Astrid glanced to the side and smiled gently, "She's had it tough. Struggled a fair bit to be honest, we were very worried about her. She moved in completely with Walter after you left, I think she thought it would be to look after him but in the end, we had to look after her. Peter…" Astrid sighed when she say him drop his head, "…Olivia loves you so much and when she told you to leave, it broke her. She is healing, she is doing really well but there are times when I would be with Walter and I would hear her crying. Some days I don't know how to help her. She sleeps in your MIT top, the ring has never left her finger and at night I can hear her calling for you in her sleep."
A small tear found its way down his cheek, and then another one and then another one. "God, Astrid. How am I going to tell her about him? I couldn't leave there, he is my son…" He looked back at the small child who was past out asleep next to Walter. "…How can I tell her she was pregnant and I brought the baby home. She won't want anything to do with me…" He dropped his head in to his hands and sighed, Astrid reached over and placed a hand on his, "Trust me Peter, I don't think she will care just as long as you are back." He didn't move, didn't nod, didn't speak, just thought about the woman he wanted to marry and how she was going to take the new that he already had a child.
"Are you ready for this son?" Walter touched Peter's arm as he looked out the window, up at the double story house that awaited them. Peter swallowed, he wanted so badly to run up the stairs and take her in his arms and never let go, he wanted to hold her again, kiss her again, love her…but the baby in the back was probably going to be the thing that drove them apart. Slowly he opened the door and made his way up the steps. Astrid held Aaron while Walter carried that ever bags that had. The first thing Peter did was glance around the entrance, she wasn't there. "She was upstairs in the bedroom when I left…" Walter motioned to the stairs.
Peter took them one by one. The creaking of the stairs could be heard and Peter hoped that he wouldn't scare her at all. All the rooms had their doors closed and silently Astrid and Walter were thankful for that. "Do you want us to wait out here?" Astrid asked, placing the still sleeping Aaron into his carrier. "I think you should stay in the doorway, so if she freaks you can help me calm her down." He was trying to make a joke, but it came out completely serious. Taking a deep breath, Peter pushed open the door to his bedroom and allowed the sunlight through.
Olivia had felt the presence of someone else in the room but chalked it up to Walter checking on her. She knew her back was to the door and her arm was at her side, covering her big belly, that way Walter would assume she was asleep…well she was asleep. She was still dreaming of Peter and the child she was about to have. She was dreaming of seeing him again and hearing him laughing, she wanted him with her. She missed him so much.
Peter moved closer to the bed, Olivia's back to him and he sighed, her long blonde hair was staring him in the face, the curve of her hip and the way her arm fit in perfectly. A few more steps and he was at the side of the bed and just watching her face. Sitting slowly he placed a hand on her shoulder and leant down to whisper in her ear, "Livia, baby wake up…" She moved her shoulder, almost as if she was trying to get his hand off her, she was asleep. He leaned in a little close, bringing his legs up onto the bed and he buried his face in her neck, breathing in her scent, his hand still resting on her shoulder, stroking her arm up and down gently.
Walter and Astrid watched what was going on, honestly just waiting to see the reaction from Peter when he noticed the big belly. And it didn't take long.
Olivia moved around in Peter's arms, bringing her backside and grinding it into his already forming erection, Peter did all he could to cover the groan she forced from him. "Mmm, Peter…" hearing her say his name was going to send him over the edge and he whispered hers back, "My Livia. Wake up baby…" He felt her head rise and slowly swing around and come to face him, her eyes half open from sleep. She watched him suspiciously, glancing over his shoulder at Walter and Astrid, who both had tears in their eyes, and then back at Peter who hadn't taken his eyes off her face. "Hi…" Was all he could say with a giant smile.
Olivia still hadn't spoken, she didn't know if she was dreaming or if he was really there. "Peter?" she questioned and watched his smile grow even more. "Hiya sweetheart" he laughed gently when she turned a little more and crushed her lips onto his. There was no waiting, they both wanted and needed to feel each other, it had been 4 or 5 months since they had seen each other and so much had happened that the other didn't know about. Olivia's front was still facing away from him, her behind still pressing into his ever growing erection. Peter's hand's brushed down her arm and onto her side and then over her stomach…her large, baby bump stomach. He pulled away harshly and gently forced her to turn around and face him fully.
Shocked at the sight of a very pregnant Olivia Dunham, he jumped off the bed and stared at her. "Peter?" Her voice was hurt, and if he had looked up and away from her stomach he would have seen the tears in her eyes. "You're…?" it was a stupid thing to say but he didn't know what else to do. She watched him, her heart breaking as she watched different emotions flash over his eyes but what she didn't expect was for him to pull her from the bed and into his arms, crushing his lips on hers in a passionate kiss. Once they pulled away, Olivia had tears running down her cheeks and his weren't far behind. "You're home?" It was a whisper and when he nodded and cried more. The embrace was forceful, passionate and loving, they were forgetting everything that was going on. "Baby, I love you so much…please don't be mad at me…" He pull away from her gently and turned away.
He left the room for a few moments before returning with his son. Olivia's eyes widened when she saw him and as Peter came closer, her hand went to cover her mouth. "I swear to you Olivia, I had no idea she was pregnant. I went back there and she turned up with him but he is my son and I couldn't leave him alone. I looked after him everyday and he was the only reason I ever saw her. When she dropped him off and picked him up." Peter tired to explain to Olivia but she was too focused on the small child in his arms. Slowly his son opened his eyes and blinked, looking between Peter and Olivia and back at Peter before reaching out and trying to grab on to some of Peter's shirt. "Livia, baby, this is…"
"…Aaron." Her voice shocked and Peter looked up and watch her closely. She reached for the young boy and smiled before placing her hand on her stomach and rubbing gently, "Our little girl…That must make this our little girl. It looks like we both have new for each other. I'd say congratulations your going to be a father but you already are." She laughed gently and felt her baby move, her baby girl move. "How did you know…?" Was all Peter could say but she just smiled and brought him in for a long deep kiss.
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