What I've Become

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KRISTEN

I heard a shrill cry of one of my babies through the baby monitor.

I groaned, and got up from Rob's embrace, and stood up from the couch.

I walked up the stairs, and into the boy's nursery. We had finally finished it, and now it was officially their own room.

I walked over to the crib where the sound was coming from; Liam.

I picked him up, and instantly felt the heat that was radiating off of him.

I put my hand to his forehead, and shouted out for Rob. "Oh, baby, you're burning up."

I bounced him in my arms, trying to soothe his whimpers, and trying to calm my nerves. I've never done this before. Lily never got sick, and I was just freaking out. I hated seeing my baby in pain.

Rob came into the room, and came over to me. "What's the matter?" He asked.

"He's burning up." I said.

"Uhm, alright, we should probably take his temperature." He said calmly.

"Come here, monkey." He cooed as he took Liam gently from my arms. "You should probably put Adam into Lily's room, we don't need both of the boy's sick."

I nodded, and brought Adam into Lily's room.

ROB

I walked into the bathroom, and took the thermometer out of the cabinet. I carefully fit the thermometer into my sons ear, and pressed the button. Once it beeped, I took it out, and looked at the reading. 102.3

Kristen walked next to me, and gasped at how high our sons temperature was. "Uhm, okay…I'll call my mom, she can watch Lily and Adam." She said quickly.

"Sweetheart, calm down, he's going to be fine. He just has a little cold. It's alright." I said, taking her head in my hand, and kissing her forehead.

She nodded, and walked out of the room. I swiftly moved out of the nursery, and went downstairs, going to get the baby carrier. "It's going to be alright, bud. You'll feel better soon. I promise." I said, trying to soothe him.

"Shh. Shh." I tried to quiet Liam's whimpers, but it did no good. We were sitting in this damn waiting room for almost forty five minutes, and my temper was about to burst. I had Liam in my arms, and Kristen's leg was bouncing up and down. I could tell how nervous she was.

10 MINUTES LATER

"My son is in pain! You have kept him here for almost an hour, and you want me to calm down!?" I yelled.

"Rob, let's just go to the hospital." Kristen reasoned.

"Sir, I can assure you that the doctor will be at your assistance shortly." The nurse said.

"I recall you saying that to me about twenty five minutes ago." I sneered.

"Liam?" A nurse called.

I looked at her, and took Kristen's hand. We followed her into one of the rooms, where a smiling tall, chunky woman stood. I presumed her to be the doctor.

"Good morning! What seems to be the problem with this little one?" She asked.

I took a deep breath, trying to keep my cool, and told her what was wrong. "He has a rather high fever, and he was up all last night." I said.

She nodded, and took her stethoscope, and opened Liam's onesie, and put the metal onto my sons chest. Liam flinched as the cold metal hit his skin, and instantly started screaming, and crying again. Kristen smoothed his hair, and kept her stare on the doctor. She didn't even introduce herself.

"He's certainly got himself a set of lungs, there." She said, trying to be funny. She wasn't.

Kristen smiled meekly, and I did the same.

"It's okay honey, we're just going to give you some medicine, and you'll feel better, alright?" She said to Liam.

"Oh, how rude of me." She started, as she extended her hand to me.

"I'm Dr. Strath." She said, taking my hand, before doing the same to my wife.

Dr. Strath took the thermometer out of the drawer, and took Liam's temperature.

"102.1" She stated.

"So, I would say, just give him baby Benedryl, or some baby Tylenol, and that should reduce the fever. If it doesn't, just bring him back here, and we can prescribe something for him. Alright?" She smiled.

"Yes, thank you." I said, strapping Liam back into his carrier.

Forty five minutes in the waiting room, and five minutes in the office…for what? For something I already knew.

TWO YEARS LATER

"Babe!?" I heard from down the hallway.

"Coming!" I shouted.

I was trying to tighten my tie when I heard a little voice call for me. "Daddy?" A small voice asked me sweetly.

"Yes bug?" I said as I kneeled down I front of my daughter.

"Why are you wearing that?" She asked, gesturing to my outfit.

"Well, because ladybug, mommy and daddy are getting married again today." I said, running my hand along her curls.

"Oh." She said simply. Her bronze curls were about four inches past her shoulders, and half of it was clipped up. She had a little yellow lace summer dress on with white sandals.

"Rob!?" I heard.

Lily went running off, so I stood up, and walked into the room where my wife was desperately trying to dress our two year old son's.

I had to choke back a chuckle as I took in the sight I saw as I walked into the bedroom. Adam had always been the quiet, good baby, but now…he was just the opposite. Liam was sitting on the changing table, getting dressed by my wife while Adam was running around in all of his naked glory, with his hands in the air, giggling. I cleared my throat, and Kristen looked over to me.

"What's the problem in here?" I said.

"He won't get dressed." She said.

I got my stern face ready, and walked carefully over to Adam, my knees bent, hoping to look fierce.

Adam instantly stopped his serenade, and looked at me, cautiously.

"Adam Phillip Pattinson, if you don't let your mommy dress you, you're in big trouble." I said sternly.

"Kay daddy." Adam said as he walked over to Kristen, and put his hands up, waiting for her to pick him up. She looked over to me, and mouthed "Thank you." I nodded, and walked over to her.

"Let me take care of this, go get ready, love." I told her.

She leaned into me, and wound her fingers in my hair. I leaned my lips to hers, and kissed her. "I love you." I said.

She smiled. "I love you too."

I looked down the aisle at my beautiful wife. She was wearing a simple white lace dress, her hair cascading down her shoulders. As she walked towards me, I heard my daughter whisper; "Mommy looks very pretty!" at Laura.

I smiled, and took my wife's hand as she stepped up the two stairs.

"We are gathered here today, to join again; Mr. Pattinson, and Mrs. Pattinson. Kristen, you may start your vows."

"I, Kristen, take you, Robert, to be my lawfully wedded husband, secure in the knowledge that you will be my constant friend, my faithful partner in life, and my one true love.

On this special day, I give to you in the presence of God and all those in attendance my promise to stay by your side as your wife in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow, as well as through the good times and the bad.

I promise to love you without reservation, comfort you in times of distress, encourage you to achieve all of your goals, laugh with you and cry with you, grow with you in mind and spirit, always be open and honest with you, and cherish you for as long as we both shall live."

I smiled, and gripped her hand tighter. "Robert, you may start your vows."

"Today, I want you to know how lucky I feel for having found the one perfect person for me, the one who suits me so comfortably and who gives me joy and boundless hope and anticipation for the future.

Every day we're together, you do nothing but make me happy. The day we met was the day I became truly alive again, and today, I once again declare my love and devotion for you before the entire world.

I make a vow to stand by your side through the best and worst of times, and to give you the best of what I have from now until the end of our days."

"You may now kiss the bride."

I took her face in my hands, and kissed her; hard.

"Where are we going?" She asked.

"Somewhere." I said, simply.

I walked into the doors, her hand in mine.

I heard her gasp, and grip my arm. "You did this?" She asked.

"Of course, love. Who else?" She giggled, and walked to the cake with our kids pictures on it.

I had the entire restaurant for us tonight, and had the theme of baby, and kids.

We had been trying to have another baby, but Kristen gave up. She said that sex was becoming like a chore, and that she couldn't get pregnant anyway because of her hysterectomy.

After dinner, we went to the Marriott hotel that we made reservations at, and went up to the room.

I moved to the bed, and I held her small frame in my arms, and lifted her, just off her feet.

I inched her towards the bed, and once her knees hit the sofa, she laid down on it, along with her bringing me.

I allowed my lips to trail down to her neck, moans escaping her mouth. I couldn't make myself stop.

She started unbuttoning my shirt, and pushed it off my shoulders. I didn't give a second thought about doing the same to her. When I got her dress off, I eyed the strapless black lacy bra she had on. I lowered myself to the heaps of her breasts, and planted soft kisses on them.

I instantly got hard.

Kristen saw this, and her mouth formed a curve. She bit her lip, and undid the button on dress pants, ever so lightly. I didn't have to try to get side-tracked, because with Kristen nibbling on my ear, that pretty much covered it. When she finally pulled down my pants, my boxers went with them. When I felt them slide to my ankles, I kicked them off, and I lowered myself back down to her, and kissed her hard.

I felt her moan against my chest when my member hit her thigh.

I kissed down neck, and stopped at her breasts. I wrapped my hands around her diaphragm, and up to the clasp. When I unhooked, it, she shook it off, and continued kissing me. I kissed down her stomach, and traced my lips across the top of her matching laced panties. I hooked my fingers on the sides, and slowly inched them down her long legs. I brought myself back up, and squeezed my hand between us, and down to her womanhood. She writhed underneath me, when my fingers parted her slit, and ran over her clit.

She raked her fingers through my hair, and continued her track on my lips.

I continued to stroke her clit, circling, and rubbing it. When I released my hand, I heard her whimper, and opened her eyes to meet mine. She looked at me, absolutely stunned when I lowered my mouth down to her vagina.

I gave her the crooked grin that I knew she loved, and placed a kiss on her slit, before spreading it with my tongue.

KRISTEN

I felt him grin against me, when I wrapped my legs around his neck, inching his face in deeper.

I groaned when his tongue found my clit, and flicked over it vigorously. I felt a burning in my stomach, and I knew I was close, apparently, so did Rob. He gripped my thighs, and inched them wider apart. Still licking my clit, I felt my muscles tighten.

"Kristen, love, I need you to cum for me. Can you do that?"

I felt his hot breath against my heated core, and just nodded helplessly while licking my lips. When he lowered himself again, before I knew it, I was cumming into his mouth. "You taste so amazing my love." He lapped up every ounce of my orgasm.

I unwrapped my legs from around his neck, and pulled him closer to me, locking his lips with mine.

I tasted myself on his lips.

"I need you--I--ins--inside me." I managed to get out those words.

He smirked at me, and I could see the doubt in his eyes.

I propped myself up on my elbows, and took his face in my hand. He saw this, and held my hips so that I could bring both hands up to his face.

He sucked in a large breath of air; and tilted me back on my back.

He positioned himself at my entrance, and I could feel his body shaking. He slowly eased his way half into me. He then proceeded to go all the way.

He brought his hand to my hair, and kissed me hard, and full.

He let me adjust to his size, before I gave him a nod to let him know that I was okay.

He pushed himself all the way in, and slowly pulled back out, just leaving his tip inside of me. Then he thrusted back in, grunting.

"Faster, baby" Was all I managed to get out. The pleasure he was giving me, was incredible.

He started pumping himself faster, and harder into me, his length going in and out from inside me.

It felt so amazing to have his hard penis inside. It made me shiver, but not from coldness, but from happiness.

Then suddenly, I got that feeling again, and then, Rob reached between us again, and pinched my clit. That was what I needed before I was pushed into pure ecstasy.

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