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Monster in law: Chapter two

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The first weak rays of the morning sun had just started to peak through the curtains of the bedroom window. C.C. was a very light sleeper, so she heard the door open followed by the familiar footsteps of her husband. A small smile formed on her lips when he heard the door gently click shut behind him. In the back of her mind she knew she needed to get up, but she was still tired and couldn't bring herself to open her eyelids. So she kept her eyes firmly shut, pretending to still be asleep, not wanting to give up the comfort and warmth of her covers. His quiet footsteps could still be heard as he crossed the hardwood floor and she felt the queen sized mattress shift under his weight as he sat down on the bed.

Slowly, Niles reached towards her bedside table so he could shut off the alarm before it could sound. He looked over at his sleeping beauty in the bed, who was lying on her belly. Her face was relaxed and peaceful looking. For a devil she really looks like an angel. He thought and smiled to himself. Then he noticed a strand of silky soft blond hair had fallen into her face, hiding her right eye. He reached forward and caught the strand over her eye and gently pushed it behind her ear. She was absolutely beautiful. He could spend years watching her and never get bored of her. They had been married for almost a month now but it still amazed him sometimes that something so beautiful on the outside and inside had chosen someone like him. After so many years of painful loneliness he finally had the woman of his dreams, and a child on the way. Life couldn't get any better.

He didn't want to wake her up yet, but knew he had to."Chastity" He whispered, kissing her lightly on her bare shoulder. C.C. had always hated her first name, but when come out of his mouth, it just sounded beautiful. He whispered her name two or three more times, but he received no response from his sleeping wife. He tried again, this time shaking her a little."Come on sleepyhead you need to get up it's almost seven.

C.C. frowned, but continued ignoring him.

He rolled his eyes before stand up, walked over to the window and opened the close curtains.

C.C. murmured something under her breath that sounded like a curse as she felt the morning light hitting her eyes and buried her head further into her pillow, shielding the annoying light from her face.

Niles smiled at her reaction and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I forget vampires are sensitive to light."

Then the blankets that covered most of her body were suddenly pulled lower and stopped just above her heaps. Feeling the chilly air of the morning touching the warm skin of her bare back, she shivered and immediately pulled the covers higher to cover herself. "Go away." She said in a husky morning voice without opening her eyes. Niles smiled; he loved her husky morning voice from the first morning he woke up next to her almost a year ago.

Niles rolled her eyes, laughing."My, my," he teased. "For someone who pretending to be asleep, you're very alarmed, my love."

A smile immediately found its way onto C.C.'s lips. Slowly opened her eyes, letting them adjust to the morning light. She rolled around to find him looking at her, his blue eyes sparkling. Every time he saw her like that, his heart (as along with other parts of his body) reacting and he knew this isn't gonna change for as long as he lives. "I may be sleepy, but I'm not dead, Rochester." She murmured, her eyes drifting to his lips.

"Maybe, but I'm sure you're going to be the death of me, woman." He said as he slowly began trailing his fingers down the curves of her body as if he were memorizing every inch. "But to be honest, I can't think of a better way to go."

"Mmm, you are such a tease." She purred at the feel of his warm and soft fingers on her bare skin like a cat being petted.

"Only when it comes to you." He knew it was such a cliché thing to say but it was truthful. He had come to terms with that a long time ago.

"Better be true, Mister. For your own good." She said teasingly before quickly changing the subject to safer territory. She knew that if they continue like this a little longer she isn't gonna make it at work in time.

She pushed herself into a sitting position, looking up curiously at her husband who was still in his pajamas."How long have you been up?"

"An hour" He replied casually.

"Then why are you still in your pajamas? You're going to be late."

"Don't worry. I already got permission from Maxwell to take a few days off."

C.C. tilted her head in confusion "Oh?"

"I need time to finish the new chapter of my play, love, valet, compassion. Now tell me, what would you like for breakfast?"

"Hmm..." C.C. trailed off as if she was thinking about it. "You know what sounds good?"

"What?" Niles asked hesitantly, hoping he wouldn't regret his question later.

"Pancakes!" She exclaimed as a big smile found its way onto her face.

Niles breathed a sigh of relief and got up off the bed but before he could make a step, C.C. called out to him, "Hey, not so fast, Bellboy. Don't you want to know what I want you to put on my pancakes?"

"Chocolate syrup?" He guessed hesitantly, slightly afraid of her answer. Oh, he had a bad feeling about this.

C.C. shook her head. "No, mayonnaise, honey and pickles." She answered in a very casual voice, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

"Really?" Niles groaned making a grimace of disgust and mentally almost cursing himself for asked her in the first place.

C.C. stared at him for a few minutes with a serious expression on her face before she suddenly burst out into laughter. "No, but you… should have… seen the look …on your face… totally priceless" She said between laughs.

Niles rolled his eyes."Very funny, Caca. You know you would pay for that later, right?" He asked as a smirk crossed his face.

"Promises, promises." She answered, with a seductive edge in her voice.

"Now seriously, what would you like?"

"Anything except dry toast and cracker biscuits is fine with me."

"I leave to serve you, Caca." He said in his best English accent, putting an emphasis on the name.

"Hey, stop calling me that." Her voice was stern but he knew that it didn't truly bother her, in fact she maybe even like it a little, but this is something that she is never going to admit to him, of course.

"Sorry my beauty, old habits die-hard." Niles placed one last quick kiss on her lips and headed towards the kitchen. He pulled out a pan from the cupboard and turned on the stove.

She stretched lazily as she got out of bed slowly and slipped into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She reached up and pulled her blonde hair from her face into a loose bun on the top of her head, securing it with a tie. She turned the hot water tap and checked the temperature. When she made sure that the temperature was right she added some bubbles and bath salts and lowered herself into the bathtub. A sigh escaped her mouth as the hot steamy water touched her tired muscles. It felt like heaven. She thought to herself then leaned her head back against the edge of the tub with her eyes closed, trying to forget the last few stressful days.

Half hour later she got out of the bathroom wrapped up in towel. After she dried her hair, she unwrapped the towel letting it slip down off her body, then stood in front of the full-length mirror. Unconsciously her hand made its way to her lower abdomen and she gasped when she felt how much firmer it was already. She was only10 weeks into her pregnancy. Was that supposed to happen already? She wondered to herself. She turned sideways in the mirror and examined carefully her reflection. Well it wasn't visible, but she could feel the difference underneath the palm of her hand. She smiled and pressed her hand to her lower abdomen. She was hard to believe there was a really baby growing inside her. Shaking her head, C.C let a small laugh to escape her lips, thinking of how things have changed. If someone had told her a year ago that she would end up married and pregnant, she would have laughed in him face and sent him to a psychiatrist. She had always thought that if she had ever gotten pregnant, she would get an abortion without second thoughts. Yet here she was, pregnant and married with the man she truly and deeply loves. What have I done to be worthy of such a gift? She whispered to herself.

Suddenly the movement of her hand stopped, as thought striking her, making her insides ache. It was the same thought that echoing almost daily in the back of C.C.'s head: What if something went wrong? She knew she didn't have any really reason to think like that. So far aside from being tired and same times nauseous she felt pretty good. No cramping, no spotting, but she couldn't stop her mind from going there. After all, she wasn't twenty anymore. At her age, something could go wrong from the one moment to another. She took some deep breaths, trying to clear her mind of that negative thought. Then she looked at the bottom of the bed and noticed his shirt. She had seen him wearied it only one time, last night, and then he put it there. C.C. smiled thinking she could get one last use out of it before putting it in the laundry basket. After all it was comfortable and soft and the best part was it smelled entirely like Niles. Unable to resist, she brought the soft fabric to her nose, closing her eyes as she inhaled deeply, letting Niles scent take her. She slipped Niles's shirt through her arms, and buttoned a few buttons as she walked out of the room, heading downstairs for breakfast.

As she reached the top of the stairs the smell of food hit her nose caused her mouth to water with the anticipation. She walked slowly down the stairs and went in search of her husband. She found him standing in front of the stove wearing an apron and cooking pancakes. C.C.'s smile brightened as leaned against the frame to watch him prepare breakfast for a few moments, unnoticed. Her mind traveled for a moment back to the night she'd finally admitted to herself and Niles that she loved him. How much happy she was that she had made the right decision that night.

C.C. went up behind him and put her arms around his waist. She hugged him and kissed the back of his neck. "Those smell very good, baby."

"Thanks, Caca." He answered as he turned his head to face her. He smiled at the sight of her in his shirt before he untied and pulled his apron off and tossed it on the counter."I see I'm probably ready to lose another shirt," He said pointing to his stolen shirt. "But I must admit, it looks much better on you." The Butler added travelling his eyes appreciatively up and down her body, before his gaze locked with hers. Sure, Niles found her good in anything she wore, but couldn't deny that she looked particularly beautiful and sexy with his shirt on, which was only half buttoned, exposing her long legs and her fabulous cleavage to his view. C.C. smiled at him in thanks before pulled up a chair and sat down.

Niles turned the heat on the stove off as he finished the pancakes and grabbed two plates. He put a generous portion of the finished pancakes onto C.C's plate and then took the remainder on his own. He poured for her a glass of milk and a fresh cup of coffee for himself then took them to the wooden kitchen table and sat down next to her.

C.C. looked blankly into his cup with the hot, steaming, black colored liquid within. God, she missed coffee, how was she supposed to survive seven more months without it?

"Oh, look…" she said, pointing to the kitchen window behind him. Niles turned his head in the direction C.C. had pointed to and she quickly grabbed his cup out of his hand and lifted it to her lips.

Instantly he turned around and snatched the cup back from her before she took a sip.

"Not a chance." Niles said as he placed the cup on the table, out of her reach.

C.C. shook her head in disbelief. "You're acting almost like a maniacal, you know that? One sip is not a big deal. In fact, a sip of coffee has less caffeine in it than the cup of tea that you bring me every day in Maxwell's office." She argued but deep down she liked how much her husband cared for her. She never had anyone caring for her.

"Well then no more tea for you, either. Now eat." He said before she could offer up any further objections. He knew he was pushing his luck but he could help it.

She sighed, picked up her fork and started to eat, stuffing a huge piece into her mouth and barely taking time to breathe between bites. She was starving all of the sudden.

"Slow down, you don't want to thrown up again." He told her, she rolled her eyes and started eating at a much slower pace. Thankfully she hadn't thrown up in the last few days.

Once she had stuffed enough food in her tummy to feed a small village, she dropped her fork down to her plate and pushed it away. Then grabbed a napkin from the table and quickly wiped her mouth."I'd better get dressed. I don't want to be late." She said as she got up from her chair.

"Woah, woah, woah, not so fast, CaCa." Niles cut her off, putting his hand up to motion for her to sit. You forgot something. He said pointing to the unattached glass of milk and looking at her seriously, as if this were a life or death situation.

"It's necessary?" She asked, bringing the glass up to her nose to smell it. She hated the smell of milk, always had.

"Yep, now be a good little witch and drink your milk." He said in a tone, as if he was forcing a seven-year-old girl to drink her milk before leaving for school.

C.C. sighed and leaned back in her chair. "But I don't like it, it smells." She whined.

"Shoot, I forgot to check the expiration date again." Niles said in fake serious voice, trying very hard to hide his smile.

"Ugh, fine, Mrs. Doubtfire." she muttered under her breath, closing her nose with one hand while putting the glass with the milk on her lips with the other, starting drinking as fast as she could.

He let out a chuckle. "How can you go from being an adult to nine in a matter of moments?" He said and leaned closer to wipe away C.C's milk mustache from the top of her lip with a napkin.

"Stop treating me like one then," She snapped.

"Then quit acting like one!" He replied right back without missing a beat.

She rolled her eyes and shot him a playful glare. "Hate you." She said with a tease tone drinking the last bit of milk and placing the empty glass on the table.

"Hate you more" He replied in the same tone and with that she stood up from her chair and walked out of the kitchen. His gentle laughter was the last thing she heard as she disappeared up the stairs.

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Meanwhile, in an expensive hotel, somewhere across town, B.B. Babcock flipped open her cell phone; scrolling down her contacts list until she found the number she was looking for. She had saved the number on her cell phone just in case, but she had never used it, well, never until now.

After two or three rings a male voice answered the phone. "Hello?"

"B.B. Babcock here "B.B. said in a flat tone.

"Oh Ms Babcock, to what do I owe the pleasure of your call?" The male voice asked.

"I have a proposition for you." She said in the same flat tone.

There was a small pause on the other end of the line, as if he was thinking about it. "What kind of proposition?" The man finally asked the curiosity evident in his voice.

"Let's just say, a way to get what both want." B.B. answered, as an evil smirk crossed her lips.

To be continued!