Prologue II
The gentle snuffles of their son was causing her to just try and settle him. Two days in the hospital and she was finally home with Peter there by her side. She liked it when he was here, he just made everything just that bit better. Carla sensed that something was going on though, she wasnt entirely sure what but she didnt really care, she had bigger things to think about.
Peter was in the process of making them some breakfast, they had a rough night with the baby waking up almost every hour to be fed. He offered to take him for Carla but she insisted she needed to have him because she was feeding him herself. After placing a plate down in front of her, he kissed her on the head and told her she was doing well. All Carla could do was muster up a small smile.
"I can take him for a bit so you can have some food?" he offers, she relents and nods as she was starving so she passes the baby to him "Hey little man...we need to think of a name for you-"
"Leo?" she suggests, he offers a small smile and scrunches his nose up "Alfie? Toby?"
"What about something cool like Ash?"
"Ash?" she splutters, he smirks at her "It sounds like we've just burnt him and thats the remains...anyway, I thought we agreed on mildly traditional normal names?"
"Um...Freddie?"
"Eh..." she sighs and rubs her head before heading into the kitchen with her plate "I mean it's ok but...not it"
"Archie?" Peter suggests with a small smile, Carla turns to him and hums slightly before sitting down on the sofa "We're never going to find a name for you at this rate are we?"
"Arthur?" she tries, Peter scrunches his nose up and sits down beside her "Elliot?"
"No" he shakes his head causing her to groan and tilt her head to the side "Milo?"
"No that would be a mouthful...Milo Barlow-"
"You want him to have my name?" he looks at her, his heart fluttering with warmth causing her to smile
"Yeah, I mean...I know we're probably not going to get married, we swore we would never go there again but...he's your son"
"Thank you" he takes her hand, she smiles at him before looking down at the baby
"Oscar?" she looks at him, Peter looks at her before smiling, she smiles as well before biting her lip "That's not a no..."
"It's a contender" he comments, Carla just chuckles and rolls her eyes before taking her son into her arms "Just give it time to sink in"
"You're almost as bad as me" she smirks, he nudges her before kissing her on the head, she sighs and shakes her head "I can't believe we're parents"
"Me neither...it's been a bit of a whirlwind hasn't it?" he chuckles, she breathes out and nods before rocking their son gently "You're doing amazing"
"It just kind of all falls into place doesn't it?" she looks at him, he nods and tilts his head to the side "How's your dad?"
"He took a turn for the worse-"
"Why didn't you say?!"
"Because you need me here" he brushes her hair behind her ear, she looked incredibly torn "You both need me-"
"And your dad needs you too" she looks at him before sighing "Maybe we should come up with you-"
"No, no" he shakes his head, she looks at him before nodding "There wouldn't be any point-"
"Your dad needs you"
"And you need me," he says quietly "Dad will understand when it all comes out-"
"It can't come out yet" she responds sharply, he sighs and nods before pressing his lips against her head "I just...I want...a quiet life to bring up our son without any stress or without anyone offering advice or interfering or judging for that matter"
"I know, I know" he runs his fingers through her hair "It'll be ok, I'll make sure nothing comes between us...nothing will come between us"
He watched her sleep whilst he held the baby in his arm, she was curled up on the sofa and he was grateful that she was getting a break from feeding him. It had been exhausting, her body tired from all the cluster feeding, all the crying and nappy changes so he was grateful that he could take over for a bit.
Carla was still fast asleep whilst he put the baby in the bouncer he insisted they purchased so they could have a break whilst he tidied the kitchen up. He smiled as Carla woke, she smiled at him before looking down at her son, she walked over to Peter and hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him softly, he placed his hands on her hips causing her to sigh lightly and frown as her phone went off. Peter laughed slightly when he noticed her look at who was calling.
"Hiya 'Chelle" she rolls her eyes at him, he laughs and shakes his head before continuing to wipe down the surfaces "You wanted to tell me something, that does sound ominous...oh wow! That's great, congratulations...no it's just a shock thats all but I'm happy for you babe...yeah, yeah take care, we'll talk soon...bye"
"What was that about?" he asks before sighing as their son starts the cry, Carla picks the baby up and rocks him gently
"Michelle is pregnant" Carla sighs looking down at her baby, Peter winces and bites his lip "At least it'll take the limelight away from you"
"I like Oscar by the way" he whispers, she smiles and nods before standing in front of him, he bends down and kisses their son on the head
"Are you an Oscar?" she whispers brushing her finger against her son's cheek, she looks up at Peter who smiles so she kisses him softly "I love you, both of you"
"And we love you too," he says quietly before kissing her again "We'll be fine"
"I hope so"
