A/N: Hey, guys! This was just a little bit of fluff because I knew that I needed to give y'all an update since you're used to my frequent updates. My reviews are decreasing, so y'all definitely need to work on that ;) Let me know what you think of the chapter, and seriously, please take some time and let me know what y'all want me to write in the next chapter! If you have any ideas or suggestions, PLEASE let me know!
"Momma, mes no feel good." Teddy crawled up into Mellie's lap, laying his head on his mother's shoulder. He let out a quiet sigh, frowning as he closed his eyes.
Mellie looked down at her son, softly rubbing his back. "No? What's wrong, little man?" She asked, glancing down at the papers that were sprawled out on the bed in front of her. Teddy just pointed to his stomach, not opening his eyes or moving away from his mother. Mellie nodded and kissed his head, reaching over into the nightstand and getting him some medicine.
"Baby, I know it's yucky but it's gonna make you feel better, okay?" Mellie tried to tell him, but Teddy whined and shook his head, trying his hardest to keep his face away from her. He hated taking medicine, especially cough syrup. He usually ended up spitting it out and refusing to let Mellie give him any more. "Baby, it's okay. I promise." She tried again as she pouted the syrup into the small measuring cup, and Teddy continued to shake his head and try to fight her over it.
"Nos!" He yelled, pushing her hands away from him, refusing to let her get close to him.
"It's going to help you, Teddy Bear. I promise. It'll be okay. You're only going to taste it for a second." Luckily, that was the convincing try. He stared at her for a second, as if he didn't quite believe her, and he opened his mouth slowly, looking up at her. Mellie held his hand and gave him the medicine with her other hand, frowning to herself as she watched him try not to gag. "Swallow, baby." She told him, and he did after a few seconds. The look of disgust on his face made Mellie grown even more, and she just sighed.
She rubbed his back softly, kissing the top of his head. Poor baby. "Mes cuddle with you and the baby?" Teddy asked his mother, gently rubbing her stomach. It didn't hit her immediately, but it took a few seconds before Mellie wondered how he knew she was pregnant.
"What baby?" She tried to act oblivious, but she knew that Teddy wasn't stupid. That boy was significantly smart for his age, he knew way more than he should as a three year old.
Teddy gave her a look of disapproval. "Mes know yous have baby. Yous get bigger when yous have baby in your belly. And mes hear yous and daddy talk 'bout it." His explanation made Mellie think about how truly smart her little boy really was.
"You're a little evil genius, aren't you, Teddy Bear?" She asked as she ruffled Teddy's hair. He nodded his head and laid his head on her stomach, kicking most of her papers off of the bed when he laid down. "Well good thing I didn't need those." Mellie chuckled to herself and moved the rest of the papers before lying down and turning on Cars.
Fitz came in a few hours later, glancing at his wife and Teddy, who were sleeping curled up to one another. Teddy's head was still on his mother's stomach, and Fitz couldn't help but smile when he saw him. The relationship between Mellie and Teddy was so absolutely adorable, and Fitz loved how close the two of them were. He set Bellamy down on the bed next to Teddy while he went into the closet and changed.
When he came back, Bellamy and Teddy were snuggling, Teddy's arm around his little sister as the two of them slept. The way that Teddy protected his sister warmed Fitz's heart. He kissed both of his childrens' heads before softly kissing Mellie's lips. He didn't want to wake her up, but he didn't want to leave without saying anything to her. "Mels? I gotta go for a bit, okay?"
Mellie groaned loudly, sitting up, forgetting that Teddy had his head on her stomach. The toddler growled at the sudden movement, and Mellie sighed, frowning as she opened her eyes and watched Teddy. "Sorry baby." She mumbled, looking up at Fitz. "I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"I have to go for a few, but I wanted to come tell you. I didn't want to leave without saying anything to you."
"Where are you going?" Mellie asked, sighing quietly.
Fitz leaned down and kissed her head, taking in the scent of her hair, that prominent scent that he loved more than almost anything in the world. "I just have to go talk to Olivia for a few. It's nothing personal, just business."
Mellie couldn't help but feel a sense of jealously overcome her. But she just nodded, knowing that she shouldn't be jealous, that Fitz loved her, that he wouldn't risk their marriage for Olivia, not again. "Okay baby." She took his hand and kissed it, smiling up at him as she squeezed her husband's hand. "I love you."
Fitz couldn't believe that she was being so calm about this. Usually she would be upset that he was going to talk to Olivia, she would be upset that he even mentioned her name, especially after their situation a few weeks back. But something in her had made her realize that Fitz wasn't going to leave her, that he really loved her. He had proved that to her over the past two years, since she had gotten pregnant with the twins. He had really proved to her that she wasn't his last resort, that he wasn't just with her because he had to be, because he felt the political need to stay with her. Over the past two years, Fitz had convinced her that it wasn't necessary for her to be self-conscious, for her to constantly be worrying about whether Fitz was going to leave her for someone else, for Olivia, or for anyone for that matter. He had made her calm down, given her a chance to breathe, given her a chance to not have to feel the need to try so hard when it came to Fitz. Now, it was like when they first got married, when there was nothing stopping them from being in love with one another. Even after so many years of feeling insecure, of feeling that she would never measure up to the woman that her husband was really in love with, to Olivia, she was finally doing better. She was finally realizing that she was safe, that their relationship was safe.
"I love you too." He told her, leaning down and kissing her head once more before leaving the room, going to discuss the oh-so-important thing that Olivia had needed to talk to him about.