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*A/N: THERE IS A USER TAKING MY SCENES AND LINES ESPECIALLY FROM THIS STORY AND USING THEM AS HER OWN. THAT IS PLAGIARISM AND I DO NOT SUPPORT IT. KEEP AN EYE OUT!
A COUPLE DAYS LATER:
"Everything is looking good, Teagan," says the doctor after he examines me. "The incision looks fantastic and you're producing breast milk very well. Are there any questions or concerns?"
"When do I get to go home?" I ask. Being in a hospital is depressing. I hate the food, I hate being checked on every hour of every night and I just hate hospitals.
He chuckles a little as Joe holds my hand stroking it with his thumb. "We should be able to have you discharged tomorrow if everything looks as good as it does today. My hope is to discharge you by tomorrow afternoon."
"Wonderful," I say with a smile. I can't wait to be home in my own bed, wrapped up in Joe's arms and being home with my girls; three of my girls that is. "And we will be able to come visit Lucy as much as we want?"
"You can visit her every day for as many hours as you would like. We want you two to create that bond with her. For being 10 weeks early and a couple days old she is doing very well."
"She is a fighter," says Joe with a smile.
"My next concern is," says the doctor, "what type of birth control are you thinking about using; the pill, depo shot, IUD and there are others we can give you a pamphlet to look at or you could decide you don't want to use birth control at all."
I look at Joe and he looks at me. "Can we discuss it first and then get back to you?"
"Yes," he says, "you have 6 weeks to think about it."
"6 weeks?" asks Joe.
"Yeah due to Teagan having a c-section and having a child we recommend waiting 6 weeks before resuming to sexual activity."
"That's a long time," says Joe. "We really have to wait 6 weeks?"
"It is recommended so that Teagan can heal up. She is also going to need to take it easy for about 6 weeks. I want you to get as much rest as possible in the first two weeks please avoid lifting anything heavier than 10 pounds. You will need to support your abdomen; hold onto your abdomen near the incision when coughing, sneezing or laughing. You will need to drink plenty of fluids and I will prescribe you some pain medicine to take to help take care of the pain because it is going to be painful for the next couple weeks. I already told you to refrain from sexual activity for 6 weeks."
"I am not even going to remember all this," I say.
He smiles and says, "I will send a pamphlet home with you when you're discharged about after care and how to take care of yourself for the next 6 weeks."
"Okay," I say with a smile as Joe kisses my cheek softly. "Can I do some work from home?"
"You're not doing any work, Angel," says Joe in a soft voice. "You're going to relax and take it easy till you can return back to the office. Trust me Africa can wait and Los Angeles can wait."
"But if I wait 6 weeks we could lose out on Africa."
"I am going to let you two talk," says the doctor as he excuses himself from the room.
"So what," says Joe, "as your Dom it is MY job to make decisions based on your well-being did we not discuss this when we made the contract? You are supposed to take it easy for 6 weeks so no work for 6 weeks," he says, "I am putting my foot down," he says in his serious dominating tone.
"But I have worked so hard for this deal. I can't just put it on hold for 6 weeks. I need to work on it, make my deals and do it the way it needs to be done."
"Teagan," he says, "I know you want to do it but I am laying down the law. There will be no work until after 6 weeks. Africa is the LAST thing you need to worry about. Enjoy your time off and enjoy the extra time you are getting with the kids. No work for 6 weeks and I mean no work for 6 weeks you can fight me on this and you will lose. As your Dom I am making this decision for the best interest of your well-being. You already have way too much on your plate right now. We have a beautiful little girl laying in the NICU that you have refused to see or even hold let alone talk to or even acknowledge so I think there is a bigger issue that lies within than worrying about making a deal with Africa. You need to focus on getting yourself 100% and on our girls. Work is the LAST thing that should be on your mind. I am forbidding you returning back to work whether it be at the office or at home you are forbidden from doing any type of work."
"Fine," I say, "You know I hate when you go all Dom on me."
"It's my job," he says, "and I love you so I just need to make sure you're taking care of yourself the best that you can. I need you to be 100%, Tea. I will always make sure you're at 100%."
"I know," I say with a smile as I play with his watch. "So do you want to talk about birth control?"
"Ah, yes," he says, "birth control I will leave that choice up to you completely," he says, "Although I would feel a little bit better if you were on the pill at least or got the shot."
"I have never taken birth control in my life."
"I know," he says, "which is why we have found ourselves in a couple predicaments. I just feel like it's better that you do take birth control just because of everything with Lucy and everything with Jay. We're still only 26 years old almost 27 but we still have time to have more babies together but we should just take all the precautions necessary."
"We can't use condoms like we did after we aborted the baby?" I ask.
"I hate condoms, Teagan, I want you to be able to feel my cum inside of you. I want to be able to give it to you without worrying about you getting pregnant."
"All right," I say with a smile. "All right I will take the pill. I'm surprised you aren't demanding it."
"I wasn't going to because although I claimed your body as mine and claimed you as mine that is your decision."
"All right," I say with a smile. "I love you, Joe."
"I love you too, Tea, so do you want to tell me what you have against Lucy and why you haven't wanted to see her or hold her? I'm worried about you. It makes me feel like you're depressed or something."
"I'm not depressed," I say. "I love her. Believe me I really do love her it's just hard to see her like that without blaming myself. I feel like it's my fault she was born early because I couldn't keep myself together. I don't know what kind of effect being born this early is going to have on her but what I do know is it's my fault."
"Teagan, it is not your fault," he says. "Things in life happen that we can't control. This is not your fault you did everything you could to protect our baby girl. It's great that she made it this far. It is not your fault."
"But I just feel like it is," I say with tears burning my eyes. "She's hooked up to all those tubes and wires because I couldn't keep my shit together. I allowed myself to get worked up. It is my fault, Joe," I say as I break down and he takes me into his arms comforting me and holding me close.
"It's not your fault," he says. "I promise you, Teagan it is not your fault but she needs to know you. She needs to know you love her and she needs to know you are there for her. She needs a reason to fight she needs her mommy. She has her daddy but she needs to know her mommy too. I don't know why you think this is your fault because it's not. You did everything you were supposed to do. Sometimes these things just happen but you heard the doctor she is doing very well. She's fighting and she's strong. She's awesome, Teagan, you need to see her."
"I just don't know if I can."
"You can," he says, "you can see her. You're going to be all right. I know it's hard for you but you need to see her, you need to let her know you're there for her. You are the one that carried her inside of you for 30 weeks and she's the only person that knows what your heart feels like on the inside and she needs to know what it feels like on the outside. Teagan, she needs you."
"I know," I say, "but it's hard."
"It will be hard but when you look at her your heart is going to melt, when you hold her in your arms your entire world is going to stop. I promise it's going to be okay," he says as our hospital room door opens.
"Okay," I say as I wipe my tears as Lylah, Renny, Sydney and Cynthia walk into the room.
"Mommy!" says Ly and Renny together.
"Hey," I say with a smile as they both give me a hug. "Hey, Sydney."
"Hi, Mom," she says with a smile before she gives me a hug.
"Mommy," says Ly, "where is my sister?"
"Your sister is in the NICU," I say, "that's a place where babies go when they are still a little weak to survive in the world when they come early like Lucy did."
"Oh," she says, "can we see her?"
"We already talked to the nurse and she said that would be fine but when we're in there you have to be really quiet," I say as I play with her hair.
"Okay," she says.
"But before we go to see her you need to know that she is hooked up to a lot of wires and tubes. These tubes help her breathe and they feed her but they don't hurt her."
"Okay," she says.
"Mommy," says Serenity, "Daddy called us."
"What?" I ask. "When did he call you?"
"Last night," she says, "he wants to come pick us up."
"Cynthia?" I ask as I look at her, "why didn't you tell us about this?"
"I was going to tell you today. Renny answered the phone and I didn't know who it was till I took the phone from her. She was talking to him and I don't know what was said between the two but when I got on the phone I told him that you and Mr. Reigns were not home and he needs to call you at another time."
"He called our house?" asks Joe.
"Yes, Sir," she says, "he called the house phone. I don't know how he got the phone number but he called the house."
"He didn't show up at the house did he?" I ask.
"No, he just called the house to talk to the girls of course after I knew who it was I told him not to call back and told him I couldn't give him permission to talk to the girls when you weren't there."
"I guess we should get our number changed," says Joe. "He has a lot of nerve and I'm getting more security on the girls."
"That's a good idea," I say.
"Did he say anything else to you, Renny?" asks Joe as Lylah climbs into his lap.
"No just that we would be with him really soon and that he isn't a bad guy that mommy is the bad one because she won't let us see him. I don't want to see him, Daddy."
"And we're going to do our best that you don't have to," he says, "all right?"
"All right," she says. "Can we see Baby Lucy now?" asks Lylah as she rubs Joe's growing beard. He has been at the hospital with me for the last couple days and hasn't taken the time to shave in fact I have never seen him in this shape before. His hair hasn't been conditioned for a couple days, it's all over the place pulled into a low ponytail, his eyes are filled with sleep and he is starting to grow a beard.
"In a few minutes," he says. "We have to wait until it's time."
"Okay," she says, "when is Mommy coming home? I miss her and I miss you too."
"We're hoping tomorrow," I say with a smile. "And I'll be home with you for 6 weeks!"
"Yay!" she says, "can you play with me?"
"I can," I say with a smile. "And we are going to get you into ballet class while I am off of work."
"I can't wait to do ballet," she says with a smile. "Can I be a fairy ballerina?"
"We'll have to see," I say with a smile. "How has school been for you girls?" I ask.
"It's good," says Renny.
"Really good," says Sydney with a smile.
"I love school," says Lylah. "It's so much fun."
"I bet," I say with a smile.
After we spend some time with the girls we go to the NICU so they can meet their baby sister. We got permission from Heather to allow the girls in to see her normally they would have to be 12 years old but they made an exception for us. "Remember," says Joe as we clean up outside of the NICU, "we need to be really quiet because there are other babies in here. You won't be able to hold her but just look at her. Do not be afraid when you see her."
"Okay," says Sydney for all of them as we walk into the NICU.
We make our way over to Lucy's incubator which Joe has had decorated the last couple days with stuffed animals, family pictures, pictures that the girls have drawn. Seeing it for the first time brings tears to my eyes. The doctor has removed the tape from over her eyes and she lays in the incubator with her eyes open, her blue-grey eyes open. "She has blue-grey eyes," I say with a smile.
"The doctor said they will most likely change," he says. "Most eyes do change. I still hope she gets your eyes. You have beautiful eyes," he says with a smile as he picks Lylah up to see her sister.
"She's so tiny, Dad," says Sydney.
"I know, she only weighed 3 pounds when she was born. She's very tiny."
"Is she going to be okay?" asks Renny.
"Yes," says Joe. "She's going to be okay. I believe she's a fighter. I believe that she is strong enough to beat this."
"How long does she have to be here?" asks Sydney.
"Until she can breathe and eat on her own," I say, "and then she should be able to come home. The doctor said maybe in 5-7 weeks she should be able to come home."
"Oh," she says. "So that tube helps her breathe why can't she breathe on her own?" asks Sydney.
"Because her lungs aren't fully developed yet," I say. "Once they start to develop more the doctors will bring down the oxygen from the tube little by little till she is strong enough to breathe on her own."
"Oh," she says, "and she can't eat by herself either?"
"No," I say, "you know how most babies suck on bottles?"
"Yes," she says.
"Well, because she's so early she doesn't really have the ability to suck on a bottle they have to feed her through a tube. My milk is fed to her through a tube."
"Oh," she says as she looks at her.
"What do you think, Bumble Bee?" asks Joe as she looks down at her sister.
"Very tiny," she says, "very, very tiny will she grow bigger?"
"Eventually," says Joe with a smile. "You can talk to her. She likes when people talk to her."
"Hi, Lucy," says Lylah. "I'm your big sister Lylah! I am glad to see you." I smile as she smiles down at her sister. "I wish I could hold you but one day I will."
"Hi, Lucy," says Renny, "I'm your sister Renny! I love you so much already."
"And I am sure she loves you too," says Joe with a smile. "Sydney, what do you think?"
"I love her," she says with a smile. "She looks like my little baby doll."
"She does doesn't she?" asks Joe.
"Look at the picture I drew, Daddy," says Lylah pointing to her artwork.
"I see it," he says with a smile, "and I bet that Lucy loves it."
"What about mine?" asks Renny.
"I'm sure she loves all of your artwork. It makes her happy. She would love a lot more. She's going to be here for a while. She needs happy pictures to make her happy and make her fight more so you three can make her as many pictures as you want."
"Okay, Daddy," says Lylah. "I am going to make Lucy a lot of pictures!"
"I'm sure you will," he says with a smile.
"What are all those things?" asks Renny as she points to the circle things on Lucy's chest.
"Those are monitors. They are monitoring her respiratory functions as well as her heart. They want to keep an eye on her to make sure she's doing all right," I say.
"Oh," she says as she looks at her.
We allow the girls to visit with their sister for about an hour before they have to go back home with Cynthia. They are full of questions as to why Lucy came early and why she has to be hooked up to so many wires as well as why they can't hold her or why she can't come home just yet. They understand a little but not a lot but for being 8, 6 and 4 they do pretty well. I hug them each goodbye and give them a kiss as I sit in the rocking chair next to Lucy's incubator and look at her. "Are you coming with me to give the girls to Cynthia?" asks Joe.
"No," I say, "I'm going to spend some time with Lucy. I want to spend some time alone with her."
"All right," he says with a smile as he takes the girls out of the NICU leaving me alone with Lucy.
I smile at my baby girl as she lays there hooked up to tubes and wires depending on them to help her breathe and help her eat but she is the most beautiful being I have laid my eyes on. Even though she is 10 weeks early there is no denying that Joe is her father. I smile as I see his lips on her and the shape of his mouth. I smile as I see his nose on her tiny little face as well. "Hey," I say as I slip my finger into her incubator. I rub her tiny little arm with my finger. "Hey, Lucy," I say. "I just want you to know how much I love you. I love you so much, Lucy." I smile as I place my large finger into her tiny hand and she nearly wraps it around my finger. She is so precious.
"Is everything okay?" asks Heather as she walks over to me. "Her sisters looked like they really loved their little sister."
"They do," I say with a smile. "Is it okay for me to hold Lucy?"
"Sure," she says. "Do you want to do some kangaroo care with her for a while.
"Yeah," I say with a smile. "She's so little but she is beautiful."
"She's very beautiful and she's strong," she says as she opens the incubator. "She's gained 5 ounces in the last couple days which is phenomenal. If she keeps growing like that you may be out of here sooner than you think. She is on 95% oxygen," she says with a smile as I slip out of my shirt. "That means 5% of her breathing is her."
"That's great," I say with a smile. "She's strong like her daddy." Heather hands her to me and I hold her tiny body close to my skin as the nurse covers her with the pink knitted blanket Joe brought in for her. "Hey, Ladybug," I say with a smile as I kiss the top of her hat as I feel her tiny hands holding onto my shoulders. "I love you so much. I am your mommy. I know the last couple days I haven't been here for you but I'm going to be here for you a lot more now because I love you so much. You are my entire world right now. I'm sorry. Do you like this blanket?" I ask as I adjust it over her. "Your great- grandma Lylah knitted it for your sister Renny when she was a baby, then your sister Lylah used it and now it's your blanket. It's very special. Your great-grandma would love you but she's up in Heaven now. She died shortly before Lylah was born which is why your sister has her name. She was remarkable and I know right now she's watching over you and she's helping you fight. I know you're a fighter. You've been through so much and you survived it. You're a fighter and I know that you're going to win this. You're already doing so well. You have a lot of people in your corner for you; your number one cheerleaders are your daddy and me. We love you so much Lucy Victoria and the light you've brought into our lives is amazing and your middle name means Victorious I know you are going to be victorious. You wouldn't be a Reigns if you weren't. I'm sorry for all of this. I wish you could have stayed in my tummy longer but I guess you were just ready to see the world," I say and Joe is right the moment I took Lucy into my arms was the moment my entire world stopped. Holding this tiny, beautiful baby in my arms makes me feel blessed that she's still here and I can hold her. Just feeling the little creation Joe and I made together is beautiful. "I love you, Lucy," I say before I give her another kiss. "I love you so much. I need you to fight and continue to be strong. Your mommy and daddy need you. We have so many plans for you. I can't wait to take you home to see your beautiful ladybug nursery and to take you on walks through Central Park in the spring and summer. I can't wait to take you swimming in Daddy's pool and to go to our house in New Hampshire for a couple weeks in the summer to get away from the stress of the city. I can't wait to take you into Times Square and take you shopping. I have so many things planned to do with you and I can't wait till you can come see mine and Daddy's office which is very possible the place we created you. We love you so much. I know you can fight you're our little Super Girl; yeah," I say with a smile, "Our Super Girl. I promise that your daddy and I are going to give you and your sisters the world. We love you all so much and your sisters they are completely in love with you. There's not a doubt in my mind. I can't blame them because 1 minute with you and you have my whole heart. Just like you have your daddy's whole heart and not to mention you have him wrapped around your tiny little finger. Only you and your sisters can bring out his soft gentle side. The power you already have is amazing. I know you can win, Super Girl you just have to fight." I smile as she whimpers a little. Just hearing any noise from her melts my heart. I kiss the top of her head softly as I rub her back and feel her soft skin. "I love you so much, Lucy."
A/N: What did you think of Joe going all Dom on Teagan in the hospital when it came to her going back to work? Do you think Teagan and Joe can hold off on sex for 6 weeks or will their nympho ways get in the way? Is Tea going on birth control the best decision with everything going on? What are your thoughts on Jay calling the girls is he trying to brainwash them? what did you think of the interaction with the girls and their sister in the NICU? Do you think that Teagan just needed that time alone with Lucy to feel better? do you believe Lucy is their Supergirl? And what about her progress she's made in the last couple days? Please review and thank-you for reading.