A Family Matter CH 11
Lauren
The thing about dreams, as good as they are, they can turn into nightmares without a thought. Looking at the sleeping form next to me, I'm afraid that it isn't real. Close to a month, I haven't felt Bo's warmth pressed against me. She has been bound to a hospital and I've had a hard time even getting close to her physically, let alone emotionally.
As Bo lets out a long breath, I lean in closer to her. "Bo? Can you wake up please? I'm freaking out a bit." I admit with a rush to my words. She continues to sleep and I'm trying to be patient, but I'm tired of seeing her asleep. I can't unsee her sleeping in a coma for almost a month. "Bo.." Poke...Poke Poke Poke.
"Lauren, knock it off. I feel you could wake me up better that you poking your finger on my arm." Bo mumbles and scoots impossibly closer. "Try lower, honey."
Of course, she'd be cute when I'm having a damn heart attack. "Baby, I'm sorry. I'm just, I just need to see you. To see those eyes." The waver in my voice has her sitting up with me. Her bed head making me falter in my worry.
Yesterday I felt like a zombie. Going through the motions and everything feeling so surreal. Talking to her, even holding her, I felt as if it was all a dream. I can't even remember us going home, let alone falling asleep.
I silently watch Bo as she tries to wake herself up better. Her coloring looks better, although she still is so thing. Her hair is still long, except for the one side of her head. It's more of a buzz cut there, but it will soon grow out and cover the scar there. Despite it all, she is still the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on.
"Lo, are you ok?" Her hand rests over my beating heart, tracing the skin there. I watched until the same hand moves to cup my chin, forcing me to find her chocolate eyes. "I'm really here, baby. It's over now. No more tumor, no more obstacles. Just me and you, I promise."
Instead of answering, I let it go. The frustration, the worry, the pain; I hold my fiancée and cry it all out in her arms. We've been through so much in such a small time frame, I just hope we can get through this too.
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A few weeks went by and Bo and I are starting to get back into a familiar groove. I even started going back to work for four days a week, mainly for research, but still. Bo seems to be healing better and better each day.
Our only struggle is how weak she still gets. She would get these burst of energy, but would crash just as easily. The first week Bo couldn't even stand to cook herself dinner (she insisted she do it herself). She was angry, then upset. That night we are grilled cheese and I raved on and on about it until she cracked a smile. Until this day, it really was the best grilled cheese, because it was the first meal she completed since her surgery.
Trick has stopped by, a few times, but Bo is still trying to sort through her feelings on that. She's asked me to sit down and talk to him and Jack to see if there is anything to salvage from their relationship, but that's ultimately for Bo. And that's something she'd have to be present for.
To make light of the situation, Bo has told everyone about us being engaged. Most already knew, but I didn't have the heart to tell her otherwise. My mom acted surprised and has been nothing but supportive about it all. She and Bo have been going through wedding ideas and arrangements on the days that I work. It gives Bo purpose during the day until she can get her energy back. She misses cooking and it kills me that she can't do it yet. Finding out she won the Taco Throwdown though, keeps her spirits up.
Baby steps.
BO
Friday night is finally here and I'm happy that means Lauren is off until Tuesday. I always try, the key word being 'try', to cook her something for dinner on Friday's and tonight I've been successful! With Jane's help, I've made Minestrone soup from scratch and fresh pasta with red sauce and veggies. It's fairly simple from what I'm used to but it's still delicious. It's been cooler out too, so it would be a nice warm meal to come home to.
Watching Jane collect her purse and coat, I from and stop setting the table. "Aren't you staying, Jane? We made more than enough and you helped with most-"
"Thank you, dear. But I'm actually having dinner with your mother soon. And after, your little friend is supposed to help us with our Halloween costumes." Jane huffs and laughs lightly. "I can't even remember the last time Steve and I even attempted to dress up."
"Steve? Is that... Lauren's father?" And Halloween? Damn my comatose state, I swear I am still dealing with the fact that it's not mid-September but the end of October.
Jane nods sadly. "I take it, Lauren doesn't talk about him often?"
"Once, but she never mentioned his name." It was only the one time when they were discussing their pasts. Well, until Jack and Aife showed up from the dead. "She mentioned he was an officer and his funeral brought her back home."
Not wanting to upset the woman who lost her husband to a heart attack, I leave it at that. Some family problems are best left alone, especially if it's a sensitive topic. Until Lauren wants to talk about her father, I won't push. She deserves that much. She turned out amazing despite their differences.
"He loved her. But they were just too different in the end. He took to Tammy, but Steve tended to leave out his only daughter." Jane clears her throat and takes me into her arms. "Sadly, my husband failed to that the different parts of Lauren, is what made her special."
With a final squeeze, Jane releases me and heads to the door. "I'm sure I will be seeing you soon, dear. Tell my daughter to check her phone!" Before I can say anything, she is out the door. Confused, I grab my own phone and sigh. Lauren should be home soon.
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Dinner was a success, Lauren eating the first and a second helping and telling me about her day. She told me that she got an offer from a friend of Vex's from Las Vegas who wanted to buy some of her liquor. She seemed a little hesitant, but after I encouraged her some, she was willing to look into the details of it. I think she was just weirded out about the last person who she sold liquor to, aka my grandfather. I know how much she enjoys sciencing up new flavors, so I hope it could bring her joy once more.
Leaving it at that, we both (mostly Lo) cleaned up and washed the dishes before we settled on the sofa watching a movie. I left the multiple flower arrangements her mother was designing for us and a few colors for our wedding, but I'm not going all bridezilla on her...yet.
They're just ideas and something to think about. Instead, I cuddle closer to my fiancée, and enjoy the feel of her arm around me. The movie is just another superhero fighting a big bad guy trying to destroy all humanity, so I make small talk instead. "I'm glad you're home for a few days. I think tomorrow we should just stay in bed all day. We haven't done that in a while, hmm?"
That gets her attention and her eyes go dark. "I think that sounds de-" a kiss "light- another kiss "ful." A longer kiss and she maneuvers us until I'm flat on the couch, with her hovering above me. "I definitely wouldn't mind." She murmurs against my lips making me giggle.
Things get heated quickly, both of us in just sweatpants and topless, hands roaming and mouths exploring. To me, it hasn't felt that long since we've been together like this. Lauren has always been an affectionate person, whether it be naked cuddling or as simple as a hand being held. She craved being in contact with me. It hurts me to even think that she has been deprived of it while I was in a coma.
"Bed. Now." I rasp out and squeal as soon as I'm lifted into her strong arms.
She beams and races us up the stairs to our room. "Just think, the next time I do this, it'll be as my wife."
Trying not to get too emotional at how perfect this woman is, I shift until my legs are wrapped around her waist and that our chests are pressed firmly together. "I can't wait."
Apparently, Lauren couldn't either. She doesn't even make it to the bed until her hand slides past the waistband of my pants and into my underwear. The moan that rumbles in my throat is torn between a whine and plead. We've never gotten this far since I woke up, either me being too tired or Lauren thinking I'm not physically ready, but it seems to be the perfect time now.
Lauren is gentle when she lays is on the bed, her hands rubbing the length of my wet slit. "I missed you, Bo. You feel so good, so warm." Her kisses are slowly tasting my neck and chest. "It's been so long..."
"Fuck!" I gasp as she circles my clit, making me squirm underneath her. "Please baby. I need to feel you." That's all it takes as two of her fingers slowly enter me. Her lips are barely touching mine as she fully enters me, taking me slowly as she takes my breath away with each meaningful thrust.
"You're still as wet as I remember. So tight." She hums as my walls clench. "I bet you still taste as sweet too." I'm suspended from barely feeling and feeling too much as she kisses down my body. I don't even feel my pants and underwear being tugged off until I feel her hot mouth cover my clit and her tongue pressing against me roughly. That's all it takes to have me coming into her willing mouth.
When I finish, I feel her at my side and kissing my lips, waiting for me to catch my breath. When I open my eyes, I expected to see a very smug looking blonde, but instead I see such adoration.
I want to reciprocate but she just made me feel but she just shakes her head and pulls the covers over us. She holds me tight as I start to fall asleep. "Love you, Bo."
With a final kiss before my eyes stay shut, I mumble, "Love you too, Lo."
AN: Next up a little Halloween and Trick is making an appearance (One we've all been waiting for!)
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