A/N: I wrote this for Mother's day on Wattpad but just got to posting it here. It's an extra long chapter!
Violet's watch vibrated, her silent alarm successfully arousing her from sleep. She hit the button and rolled over, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Pregnancy had hit her and hard. Morning sickness was a lie. It should be called all-freaking-day sickness she discovered. Sometimes the only food she could keep down were her odd cravings. Exhaustion followed her around like a cloud, never feeling fully alert. Dizzy spells struck at the most inconvenient times, causing her to awkwardly grab onto random coworkers for balance before apologizing profusely. No, Violet was not a fan of being pregnant but a smile lit her face as she felt a tiny fluttering in her abdomen. An almost unnoticeable sensation that told her she wasn't alone, that two lives were growing inside her and she loved them more than she could express.
And Clementine through all of this? She was a saint. When Violet came home from work complaining of being tired, Clementine dragged her to the couch and tucked her in with a blanket. When Violet mentioned wanting ice cream in the middle of the night, Clementine would get up and immediately go to the store to get her some. And when Violet spread that ice cream on a slice of warm toast, Clementine only smiled. When the smell of Luke's dirty diapers sent Violet gagging from the room, Clementine declared that she would change every diaper until her sick spells ended.
Violet couldn't imagine having a more loving, selfless wife. She was determined to show her how much she meant to her, today was Mother's day and Violet intended to treat Clementine like a queen. First up, breakfast. Violet frowned as the smell of something cooking wafted into their room. She looked over at Clementine's spot on the bed for confirmation. It was empty. Violet swore to herself, Clementine had beat her to breakfast even with an alarm set.
Heading down the hall, still in her pajamas she glared at her wife who was hurrying around the kitchen. Luke, who was sitting in his high chair, gave a cry of delight when he saw Violet in the doorway. Clementine turned and grinned at Violet's still glaring face, "Happy Mother's day Mommy!" She set down her spatula and enveloped Violet in a hug, kissing her on the cheek, "Good morning to you," she crouched down, lifting Violet's tank top she kissed her stomach, "and good morning to you two."
Violet continued to glare, "You beat me to breakfast. I wanted to make you breakfast." Clementine put her hands on Violet's waist and started rocking slowly to her own rhythm.
"It's not a competition. Dance with me."
Violet rolled her eyes but draped her arms around Clementine's shoulders, synchronizing with her swaying and adding a rotation. Clementine closed the gap, resting her head on Violet's shoulder as they continued their dance.
"I love you." Clementine sighed into Violet's neck.
"I love you too." Violet snuggled her cheek against Clementine's hair, inhaling deeply. "You used my shampoo."
"Mmhmmm," Clementine answered, closing her eyes, her hands finding their way to Violet's stomach, "I ran out of mine."
"You think we're ready for this?" Violet asked, referring to the future additions to their family.
"I don't know if you can ever really be ready for something like this..." Clementine's breath tickled Violet's neck as she spoke, "We weren't ready for Luke and now I can't imagine life without him. All I know is that I'm excited and happy and I can't wait to meet them."
"Yeah..." Violet pressed her lips against Clementine's head, holding her just a little bit tighter, "When should we tell everyone? People are going to start noticing soon. Sophie's the only one who even knows I'm pregnant."
"In a week or two?" Clementine moved her head back so that she could see Violet's face, "I want it to be ours for just a little bit longer before we have to share it with everyone else..."
"Okay," Violet took Clementine's hands into her own, releasing one as she twirled her around then pulled her close and dipped her back slightly. She pressed her lips to Clementine's before standing them both up straight once more.
"You've still got it Ms. Everett." Clementine pulled her in for another kiss as a timer started to beep, Clementine jumped at the sound, hurrying to pull the biscuits from the oven before they had a chance to burn
They all sat down to a breakfast of chicken biscuits, hashbrowns and eggs. "You've outdone yourself Clem... I was just going to make you pancakes..." Violet said, glaring at her wife again, smelling the food before taking a tentative bite, waiting to make sure she didn't get a wave of nausea. When she didn't she smiled and went to the refrigerator.
"Did I forget something?" Clementine asked with a smile as she cut the scrambled eggs into bite sized pieces for Luke. She knew her wife was going to get a sauce of some sort to put on her food, it was a common practice even before she was pregnant, only amplified now.
"No, just getting some barbecue and ranch." Violet said as she pulled them out of the side door and brought them to the table.
"I thought you usually liked ketchup for this kind of food?" Clementine asked, eyes wide but not saying anything as Violet covered everything on her plate in the sauces.
"I'm just really loving the flavor combination of ranch and barbecue right now." Violet shoveled a fork full in her mouth. Clementine took a bite to hide her smile, not wanting to embarrass her wife.
As they finished eating, Clementine began clearing the table, "Clem, please! Let me do something." Violet stood, trying to take a dish from Clementine's hand but she moved it away.
"You're pregnant, with twins, let me take care of you!" Clementine continued cleaning up as Violet grabbed Luke from his high chair, cleaning his hands and face with his bib before standing.
"You were pregnant, with this guy," Violet held Luke up in front of Clementine's face, "and he was no tiny baby..." Violet tickled the boys belly, making him laugh, "Who was a big boy? Who was a big boy?" Violet turned Luke to face her, pressing her lips on Luke's stomach and blowing, he shrieked with glee. Clementine smiled at the scene as she washed a pan in the sink. "You deserve to celebrate today as much as I do. It's both our first real Mother's Day." Violet said looking over at her wife.
"Luke got you something." Clementine suddenly remembered as she dried her hands off on a kitchen towel and grabbed Violet's hand.
"Clem!" Violet whined, "You said no gifts."
"I told you not to get me a gift, I never said Luke wasn't going to get you anything." Clementine said as she pulled a frowning Violet to the front door. Clementine opened it and led Violet out, Luke on her hip as Clementine waved her arm at the side of driveway.
Violet laughed when she saw it, "A basketball goal? When did you do this?"
"Lee came over last night after you and Luke went to bed and helped me put it together. I know you might not feel like playing any time soon, but it's something you can play with the kids as they grow up. I remembered you said you always wanted one when you were a kid." Violet wrapped her arm around Clementine, kissing her on the lips. Luke grinned from Violet's arms, grabbing at their faces.
"Thank you... both." Violet turned and kissed Luke on the cheek. Luke grabbed Violet by the sides of her face and moved in for a kiss of his own, mouth open and drooly. Violet turned her cheek to him as he approached, accepting the wet kiss and ran with him to pick up the basketball. She dribbled the ball with one hand, holding Luke with the other, he squirmed to get a hold of it. She put it in his hands, he grinned, two teeth shining and dropped it on the ground where it bounced back up to them. He laughed as Violet caught it and set him on the ground before bouncing it over his head.
"Vi! Be careful!" Clementine winced as she watched them.
"What are you going to do about it?" Violet challenged. "Are you going to stop me?" She dribbled the ball away from Luke who followed it with his eyes.
Clementine raised her eyebrows, "Is that a challenge?" She stepped towards Violet sizing her up with her eyes, circling around her as Luke got bored of staring at his Moms and went to play with his toys in the grass.
"So what if it is?" Violet stood as straight as she could, trying to look imposing.
"Challenge accepted, maybe we can make this a little more interesting." Clementine stopped in front of Violet, taking the basketball from her hands, spinning it effortlessly on her finger tip.
"Okay..." Violet looked curiously at her wife, wondering what she was getting at, briefly looking to the side to make sure Luke was fine before looking back at Clementine.
"Let's see..." Clementine looked her wife up and down. "If I make a shot first, you give me a thirty minute massage tonight and if you make a shot first I'll give you-"
Violet interrupted, raising her eyebrows suggestively, "a thirty minute f-"
"Violet!" Clementine chastised, face burning, she pushed Violet lightly to stop her from continuing, glancing over at Luke who was climbing on his ride on toy not paying attention. "He's listening, don't use that word." The blonde laughed so hard she snorted, which immediately stopped the brunette's berating and sent her into a fit of giggles. Violet took her opportunity to snatch the basketball from Clementine's hands, she dribbled closer to the goal. As she started to shoot Clementine grabbed Violet's arm, making her drop the ball.
"Hey! I didn't know we were playing prison rules." Violet complained as Clementine got the ball and dribbled away grinning daringly at her wife. Violet and Clementine had a stare off with one another, standing a couple of feet apart, eyes locked. Violet was waiting to see which way Clementine was going to go as the ball continued to hit the pavement every few seconds with a rubbery thud. Violet could tell Clementine was smiling just by the playful glint in her eyes, she didn't even need to look down to her wife's soft pink lips to see that. If Clementine was trying to distract her, it was working. After all their years together Violet could still get lost in those amber eyes. It was nice to see Clementine relax too. Ever since Luke was born Clementine had changed, they both had honestly. Being responsible for someone else's life will do that to a person, but deep down they were the same girls they had been when they had first met. Even if it took more enticing to get them out then it used to.
Clementine smirked, noticing the lost in thought expression on Violet's face and attempted to dart around the blonde. Violet snapped out of her trance fast and stuck out an arm, catching Clementine's waist as she attempted to pass, holding her back as the ball kept bouncing toward the grass.
"Cheater!" Clementine yelled through her laughter, as Violet pulled her closer, wrapping both arms around her middle, "I married a cheater!" Clementine squirmed half heartedly against Violet's grasp.
Violet rolled her eyes as she watched the ball bounce into the grass, Luke walked to it eagerly, he picked it up, swaying on the spot before falling on his bottom, still clutching the ball.
"Luke's on my team!" Clementine called out, tickling Violet just long enough to loosen her grip and get free. "Give the ball to Mama Luke, pass it to Mama." Clementine held her hands out, trying to convince the boy to roll her the ball.
"He's not on your team, us blondes have to stick together!" Violet approached Luke, hands out as well, both girls vied for the boys attention.
"That's not fair, you have the twins on your team! I'm out numbered."
"Yes, two fetuses are on my team." Violet said sarcastically, "If anything I have the disadvantage, Luke should be on my team." He looked back and forth between his Moms as they argued jokingly, not quite sure what was going on but loving the attention. He laughed as he picked up the ball that was almost as big as he was and threw it as hard as he could. Which meant it lazily bounced off the grass and began rolling on the driveway directly between the two girls. They both lunged for it but Clementine got there first.
She picked up the ball and got ready to shoot, but Violet was prepared. She already stood in front of Clementine, hands in the air, the couple inches extra in height giving her the advantage as she guarded the brunette. "Why aren't you shooting?" Violet teased.
Clementine looked past Violet's shoulder, face suddenly worried, "Luke! Watch out!" Violet's head jerked in Luke's direction, her body already taking steps towards the boy, only to find him sitting perfectly safe and happy in his toy car. When Violet heard the thump of the basketball against the backboard and the swish of the net, she knew she had been duped.
Clementine jumped around shouting, "Clem-en-tine! Clem-en-tine! Wooooooo! The crowd goes wild!" Violet's heart fluttered at the sight of her wife, it was an impossible task to keep the disgruntled look on her face at the brunette's dirty trick. Violet loved seeing her fun, competitive side, just realizing that it hadn't come out in far too long.
"Alright, alright," Violet crossed her arms and tried not to grin, "Enough gloating, you win, you'll get your massage."
Clementine beamed as she wrapped her arms around Violet, pecking her on the lips, "Play your cards right and maybe you'll get your reward too." Violet's eyes traced Clementine's features, she was glowing from her victory, though it was sneakily won. Violet didn't know how she had gotten so lucky.
"Oh yeah?" Violet could hardly stand the distance between them anymore as she gripped Clementine's shirt, pulling their bodies flush and kissing her deeply. The two of them, standing on the driveway, still wearing their pajamas, caught up in one another. No, it wasn't the same as when they were kids, the novelty had worn off a long time ago. There first kiss was awkward and sweet. It sent red to their cheeks and shivers down their spines as their hearts raced with excitement. But their desire had only grown through the years and with time came proficiency. They knew each other, knew the exact way to get the others heart pumping, knew how to make them tingly from the inside out.
A tugging at their pant legs brought them back to reality, Luke had a fistful of each girls pj pant and was pulling at it frowning up at them, yelling his nonsensical words.
Violet grinned as she scooped him up. "Somebody's jealous." she said, the two girls smooshed him between themselves in a hug, both pressing their lips against one of his squishy cheeks at the same time making him squeal in glee. "Mmmm, a Luke sandwich, it's my favorite!" Violet smothered the boys face in kisses as he grabbed at her mouth in an attempt to stop the barrage.
Clementine smiled at the two loves of her life, four if you included the twins, which she already did. She put on a pout and leaned forward, pointing at her own lips.
"Now Mama's jealous!" Violet leaned forward to give Clementine a quick kiss, only for Luke to reach out and push Clementine's face away before they could make contact.
"Rejected!" Clementine lamented dramatically as Luke gave Violet a wet kiss that looked more like he was trying to bite her cheek than anything else.
"Can Mama have one too?" Clementine pointed at her cheek, leaning it towards her son but he only pushed her head away again.
"Luke, it's Mother's day, give Mama a kiss!" Violet encouraged, but he only gave Violet another. Clementine pouted for real this time as she glanced at her watch.
"We need to start getting ready, we have to meet Carley and Marissa for lunch."
"Why are we doing Mother's day lunch with Carley and my mom at the same time? You know how they are with Luke, they'll just be squabbling over him the whole time." Violet said as they all headed back into the house to get ready, not at all looking forward to this luncheon.
"Do you want to have two separate Mother's day meals? Or do you want to have one lunch, come back home and lay around watching movies the rest of the day just the three of us?" Clementine asked, closing the door behind them.
"I'm sorry I doubted you." Violet grinned as she set Luke down on the floor and went to the bedroom to get dressed.
"Happy Mother's day!" Clementine hugged Carley in front of the small cafe, Luke practically leaped from Clementine's arms as they hugged. Carley grabbed him into her arms. Violet checked in with the host, telling them about their reservation before joining the group off to the side.
"Thank you Clem, happy Mother's day to you too and you as well Violet!" Carley pressed a quick kiss to Clementine's and Violet's cheeks.
"Thank you Carley, you too. Have you seen my mom?" Violet asked, just as she caught sight of her mom running through the parking lot, a clear look of disappointment on her face when she noticed Luke already in Carley's arms.
"For you Carley." Clementine reached into her bag and pulled out a box of praline's and chocolate turtles.
"You girls are too much, thank you!" Carley looked at the box with Luke, "Oooh, these are the good ones too." She sat down on a bench outside of the cafe, opened the box and began sharing a praline with Luke. Clementine sighed, she should have known that would happen.
Violet looked at her mom, feeling guilty for not having gotten anything for her, "Sorry Mom I di-" Violet felt something being stuck into her hand from behind, she grabbed onto the object that felt like a box and moved her hand out in front of her, she held what she now saw was a box of chocolates out to her mom. "I-uh didn't know what you liked, hope this is alright."
"Truffles are my favorite!" Marissa hugged her daughter, "Thank you Vi."
"Everett party of 5!" The host called out, Violet smiled gratefully at Clementine as they headed towards the door, taking her hand and squeezing it as they walked.
They all sat down at a circular table. Luke was in a high chair with a grandma on each side of him, fighting for his attention. Violet was next to her Mom and Clementine by Carley. They looked at their menus, Violet grumbled as she looked over the food options. Salads, soups, gluten free wraps with cilantro. The look of disgust on Violet's face made Clementine chuckle to herself, she took Violet's hand under the table in support.
When the waitress arrived they all ordered their food and she hurried away to put the order in.
Marissa looked over at Violet and Clementine, "Now, I don't want to be that ignorant old lady but... How do you celebrate Mother's day when you have two Mothers... Normally a Father would do nice things for the Mother and then on Father's Day the Mother does nice things for the Father."
Violet got a little flustered at her words, "Like Dad ever did nice things for you on Mother's day..." Marissa looked affronted.
"Your Dad was not the best example of a Father Vi and I didn't mean to be offensive. I'm just curious. Will one of you celebrate on Father's day so you can have your own day?" Marissa asked.
"We're not men Mom, why would we celebrate on Father's day?" Violet was starting to get heated. Carley's eyes widened, she glanced at Clementine, seeing the girl had it under control she chose to focus her attention on Luke unless needed.
Clementine gently rubbed her thumb over Violet's hand, speaking up before Violet could say something she would regret later, "This is our first real Mother's day. Last year I had just gotten out of the hospital. We didn't even remember when it was until it was past. So we're still new to it ourselves but we're just trying to celebrate each other. We both fulfill Luke's needs in our own way and I think we're just both trying our best to show how much we appreciate that to one another."
"You've done so much for me today," Violet frowned at Clementine, "I'm sorry I haven't done more for you."
Clementine smiled softly at her wife, "Violet, you do so much for me, every single day. You make my lunches for work, you get up with Luke on the weekends and spend the morning with him watching cartoons, you rub my shoulders after a long day at work without me having to ask you. You do nice things for me all the time. The least I can do is give you one day... you deserve so much more." Violet pulled Clementine into a tight embrace. Marissa and Carley dabbed at their eyes with a napkin.
"You two are so precious." Carley said, wiping the tears from her eyes, "Don't get me wrong... I love Lee with all my heart, but you two... you have something special."
"I know." Violet moved back to her seat only to have her Mom pull her into a hug, planting a kiss on the top of her head.
"I'm sorry Vi, I love you." Marissa said
"I love you too Mom." Violet hugged her back.
When the food arrived, Violet scrunched her nose up as her turkey wrap was set down in front of her, the smell of the cilantro already making her feel nauseated, "Excuse me, do you have any barbecue and ranch?"
"I'm sorry, we don't have any... barbecue... but we do have a fat free lite ranch dressing if you'd like me to get you some?" The waitress said, trying to smile.
"No... that's okay... thanks." Violet hung her head, staring sullenly at her food.
"Are you feeling alright Vi? Not hungry?" Marissa asked, putting a hand on her shoulder.
Violet's head snapped up, remembering that no one but Sophie knew she was pregnant yet. "Oh, um, no, I was just thinking about something, I'm good." Violet picked up her wrap and took a bite to prove that she was fine. Marissa seemed to be appeased by the answer and turned her attention back to Luke.
Violet gagged slightly as she chewed the smell of the cilantro alone sent her stomach reeling but the taste was too much. Clementine looked at Violet nervously, picking at the salad in front of her. Fortunately for them the grandmas were too busy taking turns shoving fork fulls into Luke's mouth to notice.
Violet stood suddenly from the table. "I need to use the restroom." She rushed off without waiting for a response and Clementine was quick to follow.
"Me too, drank too much water I guess, could you two watch Luke for a minute?" Carley and Marissa nodded and as soon as Clementine walked away, they gave each other a knowing look.
Carley watched the girls until they had both disappeared into the restroom, "Pregnant?" she asked.
"Pregnant." Marissa agreed.
When Clementine and Violet came back, Violet's hair was pulled up into a short pony tail. Clementine flagged down the waitress and ordered a ginger ale. Marissa and Carley continued to smile at one another as they noticed Clementine massaging Violet's hand. The brunette attempted to keep up conversation but was sending her blonde haired wife worried eyes throughout the rest of the meal as both their food sat unfinished.
"I'm so sorry," Clementine said for the hundredth time as they walked back into the house, she was carrying a sleeping Luke in her arms, he had passed out on the car ride home, ready for his afternoon nap.
"Clem, it's fine, I'm fine." Violet reassured, "It's not your fault that I'm pregnant... well... sort of, but I'm glad that I am. It's okay."
Clementine walked to Luke's bedroom, laying him down gently, pulling a blanket over him and kissing his head. She closed the door behind her as she left.
"I should have picked a different restaurant," Clementine looked worried as she walked into the living room. "Do you think they know, they know right?"
Violet smiled, wrapping her arms around Clementine, "Oh, they know." Violet laughed, remembering the looks she kept getting from the two older women after they returned from the bathroom. "You probably shouldn't have followed me into the bathroom..."
"I couldn't just let you go throw up in a restaurant bathroom by yourself!" Clementine leaned into Violet's shoulder.
"Thank you for coming with me." Violet kissed the brunette's head. "It's fine, we're going to tell them soon anyway. The twins part will still be a big surprise. Come on." Violet led Clementine to the couch, sinking down and pulling her wife with her.
Violet clicked on the first movie she saw. Clementine laid down, Violet laid in front of her. Violet's pony tail tickling Clementine's cheek. She reached up and pulled it down, stroking the blonde locks for a minute before sliding her hand down and resting it on Violet's stomach, slipping it underneath her shirt so she could caress her baby bump. Violet smiled, placing her hand over Clementine's as they fell asleep together, both exhausted.
Violet woke first to the sound of Luke's cheerful babbling. She attempted to extricate herself out of Clementine's grasp without rousing her so she could retrieve him from his crib. No luck as Clementine's arms tightened around her, "Don't leave me..." she whispered into the back of her head sleepily. Violet chuckled.
"I have to get Luke, plus we should get up. It's almost four." Violet said.
Clementine sat up quickly, "Almost four?" She looked at her phone for confirmation as Violet got Luke out of his crib, bringing him back into the living room.
"How are you feeling?" Clementine asked worriedly.
"Better... And hungry..." Violet answered.
"Perfect," Clementine smiled.
"What do you mean perfect?" Violet asked as the doorbell rang. Clementine took Luke from her arms.
"Go get it, it's for you." Clementine smiled and moved out of Violet's way.
Violet gave Clementine a wary look as she opened the door, Louis stood in front of her, a large party tray full of chicken nuggets in his arms.
"Seriously?" Violet's eyes widened as she eagerly took the tray from his arms and set it down on the kitchen table, opening it immediately and popping them in her mouth. "Thanks Louis!" she said, mouth full of half chewed chicken.
"Don't thank me, Clem gave me the money and asked me to do it last week. I'm just the delivery man." Louis grinned as Clementine gave him a one armed hug. "Annnd the babysitter!" He grabbed Luke from her arms. "Me and this dude are going to spend some quality time at the park and then we're going out for ice cream."
"You are?" Violet asked confused.
"We are." Louis held up Luke, "Say goodbye to your Mommies!"
"Byebyebyebye" Luke chanted, excited to be with his godfather.
"Do you still have his car seat in your car?" Clementine asked.
"Of course, I'm ready anytime you need me." Louis smiled, reaching for the diaper bag, slinging it on his free shoulder. "I have to be prepared for when I have my own kids one day."
"You'll be a great dad, thank you for doing this Louis." Clementine hugged him again, kissing Luke on the cheek. She grinned like a maniac when Luke kissed her back, not even bothering to wipe away the wet spot he left behind.
Violet stood up and hugged them as well, kissing her son, leaving a greasy smudge on his cheek. "Be careful Louis."
"I will!" Louis assured.
"I'm serious." Violet gave him a stern look.
"I know!" Louis laughed, "I don't take much seriously, but I promise you. Keeping Luke safe will be my top priority. I'll be back in two hours." Louis waved and carried Luke out to his car.
"You trust him with Luke now?" Violet asked hesitantly, closing the door and locking it.
"I do." Clementine smiled as she walked towards the hallway. "He's proved himself."
"What is he babysitting for? What do you have planned?" Violet's eyes scanned over her wife as she walked out of the living room.
Clementine stopped and looked at Violet, "I don't know... I thought we'd start with that massage you owe me and then... we'll just see where things go..." Violet threw one more nugget in her mouth before closing the tray and sticking it in the fridge.
She followed Clementine into the bedroom, "Sounds like a perfect end to a perfect Mother's day to me."