Last chapter, minus an epilogue next week. Let me know how disappointed you are in the reviews.
"Fuck yes, Beca, right there." Chloe moaned as she tossed her head back even further against the pillow and fisting chocolate locks even harder.
The brunette responded by adding a third finger to the ones she was already using on Chloe and lightly nipping her clit.
"Oh God," Chloe yelled as her back arched as her orgasm hit her like a freight train.
Beca smirked as she continued her ministrations to help her wife ride out her orgasm.
"Holy fuck Becs, that might be the best orgasm you've ever given me." Chloe said, completely content.
"Really? I don't think I could identify the best orgasm I've ever had. To me, orgasms are like donuts, I've never had a bad one."
Chloe rolled her eyes. "Whatever you say. But seriously, thank you for the wake up orgasm every morning this week. I wouldn't be able to make it through the day without them."
"Hey, it's the least I can do after, well everything." Beca said with guilt in her voice.
The redhead grabbed Beca's face and forced her to look her in the eyes. "You have to stop beating yourself up for that. I've moved past it, you should too. It won't do you any good to dwell on the past."
Beca smiled up at Chloe. "I will," she said genuinely.
Chloe beamed down at her. "Good," she said before placing a chaste kiss on her wife's lips. "Now, go wake Emily and Cody up while I take a shower. Don't let them talk you into cocoa puffs again."
"Yes, dear," Beca said as she leaned in to kiss her wife once more before getting out of bed and making her way to her daughter's room.
Beca and Chloe both took half days to see their therapist before going to buy anything they still needed before the baby was born.
"Can you believe that this is going to be our last weekly session of therapy?" Beca asked Chloe as she helped her out of the car.
"I actually can. I've seen you change so much over the last few months. I'm so proud of you." Chloe said lovingly as they walked into the waiting room.
"I'm glad." Beca said as a large smile spread across her face. "I want nothing more than for you to know that I'm 100% committed to you, Emily, Cody, and this little peanut." Beca cooed at Chloe's belly as she started rubbing it before a playful smirk spread across her lips. "And any other kids we may have in the future."
Chloe rolled her eyes. "Let's get through this pregnancy before we talk about the next one." The redhead teased, secretly loving the idea of having more kids with Beca.
"Fine." The brunette lamented as dramatically as she could as she sat up straight in her chair.
They sat in silence for a few moments before Dr. Brentwood called them into her office. "My God, Chloe, when are you due again?" The therapist asked after the redhead took a seat on the couch, thanks to Beca's help.
"Friday." Chloe grimaced as she tried to find a comfortable sitting position.
"Oh, congratulations!" The doctor exclaimed. "I'm expecting to see a bunch of pictures when you come in for your first monthly session."
"There'll be no shortage. Beca is the master paparazzi when there's a new born in the house." Chloe said as she looked over lovingly at her wife.
Beca smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "When I was little and we would have to bring a baby picture into school I never had one because my parents were too into their own issues to take any baby pictures. I never want my kids to have to go through that."
"Well I look forward to seeing them." The therapist said as she smiled over at Beca, it wasn't easy to get her to talk about her childhood. It was a testament to the brunette's progress that she had mentioned her past without being specifically asked about it. "So, what would you two like to talk about today?"
"I kind of wanted to talk about my anxieties about the pressure that's going to come with having another baby." Beca said while looking at the floor, this would be the first Chloe would be hearing about this because she had been too afraid to bring it up before.
"Ok, explain those." The therapist said as she sat forward in her seat to show that she was paying attention.
Beca took a moment to gather her thoughts before speaking. "I'm just worried that a third kid will show what a bad mother I am. I worry that I'm going to try and spread myself too thin and end up disappointing everyone."
Chloe turned to Beca, took her hand, and was about to launch into a speech about how great of a wife she was to her and a mother she was to Emily and Cody, but was cut off by Dr. Brentwood holding up her hand to silence her. "What makes you think that?" She asked.
"I think the fact that I'm not naturally very good with kids. I didn't even give them much of a thought until I started dating Chloe and she talked endlessly about how much she wanted to be a mom." Beca said hesitantly.
"Do you think you're a bad mother now?"
"No."
"Did you have the same fears before Emily and Cody were born?"
"Yes."
The therapist smiled. "Anxiety before the birth of a child, regardless of how many you already have, is nerve-wracking. These fears are totally normal. Unless there's something else adding to your anxiety?"
"It' s kind of hard to explain, but…" Beca trailed off as she gathered her thoughts. "With Emily, Chloe was able to pick up a lot of my slack because we only had one kid so all of her attention went to Emily to the point that it kind of didn't matter what I did. Then when Cody was born, I was already familiar with all of the basic stuff so I was able to take care off all of the diaper changes and stuff while Chloe attended to Emily. It was kind of like we divided and conquered. Now with a third kid, we won't be able to really do that. I know that Chloe is going to be relying on me a lot more and I'm just not sure I'll be able to effectively do that."
"So, it's a logistical thing?" Dr. Brentwood asked to make sure she understood what Beca was trying to say.
"Yes, I guess so." Beca said after she thought for a minute.
"Again, this is a totally normal fear," the doctor said sympathetically. "And it's going to be solved the same way you raised Emily and Cody, which is divide and conquer." Beca gave the therapist a confused look, making her laugh. "Instead of you each focusing on one of your kids, you might want to each take on a different problem or lesson. For example, Chloe could teach them how to clean their rooms and Beca teach them about music. Play to your strengths. It'll not only make you both feel more comfortable, but it'll keep them from looking at one of you as more of their parent than the other."
"That actually makes a lot of sense. Thanks for the tip." Beca said with a smile.
Dr. Brentwood returned the smile. "You're welcome. And I'm your therapist, it's literally my job to help you.
"I guess that's true." Beca said with a laugh.
The therapist then turned her attention to the redhead. "I know I cut you off earlier and I'm sorry for the rude way I did it, but I had to jump in to understand Beca's line of thinking so I could offer her a real solution to put her anxieties to rest."
Chloe gave Dr. Brentwood a small smile. "I understand."
"Good. Now that that's resolved, do either of you have anything else you'd like to discuss before we end this session?"
"Nope, I'm good," Beca said confidently.
"Same," the redhead agreed.
"Excellent," Dr. Brentwood said as she stood up. Beca followed suit before turning to Chloe to help her up. "Then that's all I have for you two today. Good luck with the baby, I hope she comes out happy and healthy and I'll see you both in a month." Dr. Brentwood extended her hand for both of them to shake before opening her office door for them.
Beca was about to start the engine to drive Chloe back to school when the redhead stopped her. "What's wrong? Did your water break? Do you want me to drive you to the hospital first and go get the bag by myself or do you want to grab the bag first and then go to the hospital? Oh God, what are we going to do about a babysitter on this short of notice?" The brunette rushed out in a panic before Chloe put her hands on Beca's shoulders and forced her to look her in the eyes.
"Deep breaths, Beca." The redhead said calmly but firmly. "My water didn't break. But just in case it does when we're away from the house, get the overnight bag first, then take me to the hospital and call Stacie to come take the kids. She took a sabbatical to work on her book so she's free." Chloe reminded Beca. "Do you feel calmer?"
The brunette took one final deep breath before letting it go. "Yeah, I do, thanks. Sorry I freaked out like that. This is our third time doing this, I should have it down by now."
"Hey, it's ok. It's a stressful process no matter how many times you do it." Chloe said reassuringly as she rubbed her wife's upper arms to soothe her.
Beca smiled at Chloe for a moment before coming back to reality. "What were you going to say before I interrupted?"
"I was just going to tell you again how proud I am of you for all of the progress you've made in therapy these last few months. I know opening up to people is especially hard for you so watching you open up to Dr. Brentwood so willingly, without being prompted nonetheless, was really touching." Chloe said lovingly before leaning across the seat to place a kiss on Beca's cheek.
"Thank you, baby. It means the world to me to say that." The brunette said happily when Chloe pulled away.
You're welcome, Becs, you've earned it. Now get me to work. The school doesn't have a sub scheduled for after lunch."
Beca chucked and started the engine, "I'm working on it."
Chloe went into labor early Friday morning and went to the hospital after dropping Emily and Cody off to stay with Aunt Stacie.
At 9:37 p.m., Maddy Alison Beale was born. She weighted eight pounds, seven ounces and was 23 inches long. Although it was too early to tell for sure, early signs pointed to the newest addition of the family being a redhead with bright blue eyes.
After waking up at 3:30 and being in labor for 18 hours, Chloe was exhausted and fell asleep almost immediately after Maddy was brought back to her, leaving Beca in charge of the baby until the redhead woke up. "Maddy Alison Mitchell, I do declare you to be one of the three prettiest girls in the world. The only two people who can even hold a candle to you are your big sister, who you're going to meet in the morning, and your mommy." Beca whispered so as not to wake the sleeping baby in her arms or wife across the room. "Don' tell anyone, but I kind of really fucked up about a year ago and started having sex with other people besides your mother. That was the dumbest thing I've ever done and I count my lucky stars everyday that she didn't leave me. I wouldn't be able to blame her if she did, but I still would have been very sad. I hate the idea of all of us not being a family."
"Are you really telling our newborn about your infidelity?" A groggy Chloe asked from across the room.
Beca smiled as she stood up and put a sleeping Maddy in her crib before going over to join her wife in bed. "Yes, I did briefly mention my cheating, but the larger theme of that littlie monologue or whatever you want to call it, was that I love my family so much and I'm really glad that we're all still one solid until despite the fact that I royally fucked up.
"Awe, Beca," Chloe cooed. "I always knew you were secretly a softy."
The brunette rolled her eyes. "Whatever you say dear, now shut up and kiss me."
The redhead wasted no time in complying. It was a slow, unrushed kiss that they enjoyed until Maddy started crying because she was hungry. "I love you so much," Beca whispered lovingly as she watched her wife feed their newborn daughter.
"I love you, too, Beca. More than you'll ever know."