Back at it again with the 30th chapter. Okay, so that pun fell flat. But hopefully this chapter won't.
It had been two weeks and Olivia had managed to keep her anger and irritation under control, thanks to the help of the punching bag and boxing gloves they got so she could punch the ever loving shit out of something. Her crying on the other hand was still nearly everyday, and she still felt empty.
Charles was right by her side through all of it. He held her when she cried, he cheered her on as she punched the punching bag, and he did his best to make her smile, which he was successful in doing most days. But he missed her. He missed who she was before the abortion, and he knew most of who she was would come back, but there would always be a piece of her that would be lost. You don't go through the trauma she went through of having to have an abortion on a wanted pregnancy nearly halfway through and come back totally from it. Especially when it was likely your last chance to get pregnant, when that's all you've wanted your whole life.
That wasn't to say Olivia wasn't happy being a family of five, she was over the moon to have the kids, who were also processing their own emotions around this. But she wanted that one more. Charles wanted to bring up surrogacy or adoption, but the pain was still too fresh, so he waited for the right time.
Olivia had her appointment today, but insisted she go alone, Charles conceded and let her go on her own. She took a cab to the center and waited in the waiting room for her name to be called. When it was she got up and followed the nurse into an exam room. After the nurse took her vitals she left her alone in the room to get undressed from the waist down. She sat on the table, a paper drape over her lap as she waited for Dr. Robbins to come in. She saw Dr. Robbins come in and she gave a small smile. "Dr. Robbins."
Arizona smiled. "Hi Olivia," she sat down and looked over her vitals. "How are you doing?"
Olivia shrugged. "Well, I've figured out a way to get my aggression out without sex, which I much prefer to punching a punching bag, but it's better than punching a mirror and cutting up my hand. I'm still crying almost every day, it's a lot, to abort a baby you so desperately wanted. Your miracle baby."
Arizona nodded. "I can't imagine. I'm sorry. But right now it's time for you to heal. Have you been talking to a therapist?"
Olivia hung and shook her head. "I can't bring myself to make the phone call to my shrink. It's almost like going to therapy will make it real. As if it weren't already."
Arizona rested a hand on hers. "Make the call, talk to your therapist. Abortion can cause depression, especially in situations like yours. I don't want to see you spiraling out of control over you making the best decision for you and your family."
Olivia nodded. "Okay." She bit her bottom lip. "Can you check me and tell me if I'm cleared for baths and sex. Both would greatly help me if I could have sex with my husband or sit in a bath cuddled in his arms."
Arizona smiled. "Lay back, feet up. We'll take a look." She saw Olivia get into position as she put gloves on. Arizona started the exam and checked her cervix. "Okay, looks like your cervix has gotten back to where it was before we dilated it, physically you're cleared for all activity. But Olivia, while sex and baths can be self care, I still want you talking to your therapist. They don't take the place of therapy."
Olivia nodded. "I'll call. I promise." She saw Dr. Robbins move away and take off her gloves. "That's it?"
Arizona smiled. "That's it. Call if you have any questions, and if your period doesn't come back within another month."
Olivia furrowed her brow. "Couldn't that just be a sign of menopause?"
Arizona smiled. "It could be, but we just want to make sure, is all. Olivia, you're okay. I want you to be well, take care of yourself, your husband, and your children. Do whatever you need to in order to heal emotionally. You're going to get through this."
Olivia smiled. "Thank you, Dr. Robbins. Thank you." She watched the blonde woman walk out of the room and she rushed to put her pants and panties back on. She grabbed her things and walked out of the center. She hailed a cab home and bit her bottom lip thinking of the afternoon she was about to have with her husband. When she arrived home she paid the cabbie, leaving a tip, and sliding out of the car, closing the door. She ran up the stairs and let herself into the house, a look of excitement on her face. The smile faded when she saw him on the phone, his finger up indicating he needed a minute. Once he got off the phone Olivia was in front of him instantly, pulling him into a passionate kiss. "Hi," she whispered between lip locks.
Charles held her hips and smiled. "Hi," he pulled away and looked at her. "You look happier than I've seen you in weeks."
Olivia took her top off over her head. "I've been cleared for all physical activity. Up to and including mind blowing sex with my very hot husband."
Charles smiled. "Well, what are we waiting for?" He took his shirt off and collected both of them off the floor. "After you my love."
Olivia took his hand and walked up the stairs with him, the anticipation rising in her stomach. "I've missed you so much. I've missed us." Once they reached the bedroom she turned to face him and closed the door. "Now, the real fun can begin." She took her bra off and tossed it to the side.
Charles couldn't help but stare at her body. She was breathtaking. With each piece of clothing that came off he was increasingly in awe. He licked his lips and walked her back against the bed. "You are stunning." He kissed her neck and heard her moan.
Olivia let her head fall back as he kissed her neck. "Oh, Charles." She ran her hands over his chest, which was firmer than she remembered. "You been working out?" She asked with a smirk.
Charles smirked. "You aren't the only one who's had some extra energy to get rid of," he took his pants and boxers off and she looked at him and she bit her bottom lip. "See something you like, Livia?"
Olivia felt her breath coming quicker, her chest starting to flush as his naked body came into view. Her eyes met his and she smiled. "You." She sat on the bed and crossed her legs. "Come and get me," she said in a throaty voice.
Charles moved closer to her and pushed her down on the bed and kissed her passionately. He rested her leg on his shoulder and looked into her eyes. "I'm going to make love to you. Over and over again, because I've missed us too."
Olivia moaned at the stretch. "Oh!" She nodded as he talked. "Please, just get inside me. I need it." She felt him push inside her and her mouth fell open in a silent scream. It was the first time he'd been inside her in two weeks. She nearly cried, he felt so good. "Mm!"
Charles let his mouth fall open, a breath falling from his lips. "Livia," he whispered. "Oh, baby," he caressed her face and started to move slowly inside her, looking deep into her eyes.
Olivia moaned and arched into him. "Oh, Charles!" She closed her eyes and took a sharp inhale of breath. "Oh, you feel so good."
Charles moved her leg from his shoulder to his waist so he could lean in and kiss her, taking her breath away. He broke the kiss and saw her eyes flutter open. "There you are," he whispered. "I missed this," he said gently.
Olivia moaned as he hit a sensitive spot inside her. "Ah! Mm," she smiled and pulled him in for another kiss, she broke the kiss and let out a breath. "I've missed you this, too." She clawed at his back, feeling him kiss her neck. "Oh my God!" She let out a small, whiney moan.
Charles moaned as he started moving a little harder and faster, feeling her start to respond. His breath started to come heavier and they made eye contact, never breaking it as he continued to piston in and out of her, and she continued to meet him thrust for thrust. "That's it Livia. You're getting close. I can feel it. Tell me what you need to come. Tell me what to do."
Olivia moaned. "Lay down," she whispered and caressed his face. "I want to ride you."
Charles pulled out of her and both moaned at the loss of contact. He climbed on to the bed and lay down. "Come on."
Olivia smiled and crawled over to him, kissing the head of his cock, taking him fully into her mouth and slowly pulling back so her lips dragged along his cock. "Mm," she kissed up his torso and kissed his lips. She straddled him and looked into his eyes. "I love you so much, baby."
Charles held her hips. "I love you too, more than I can put into words." He felt her sink onto him and they both let out a moan. Charles sat up and looked into Olivia's eyes.
Olivia started to ride him, moving her hips fast and grinding into him hard. "Oh, Charles. Oh yes, baby." She held onto his shoulders and kissed him passionately. "Mm," she whined into the kiss.
Charles broke the kiss when air was needed and looked at her. "You're doing all the work baby, oh! Ah, just like that baby."
Olivia moaned, feeling him hitting the one spot inside of her that drove her crazy. "Oh God, I'm gonna come. Come with me baby, let me feel you."
Charles groaned and stilled her hips, thrusting hard up into her. He heard her moans getting louder and higher pitched. He saw a flush come up on her chest, she was close. He could feel it. "Come on baby, come for me. Let go."
Olivia moaned and cried out, "Charles!" She felt her orgasm wrack her body and she rode it out, moaning like crazy. "Baby!" She felt his release inside her and she moaned. "Oh baby, oh God, that was amazing." She collapsed into him and nuzzled her head into the crook of his neck. "Oh, thank you."
Charles held her and rubbed her back. "We needed that," he whispered. "But we still need to heal from what we've been through. Sex is a bandaid, love."
Olivia nodded. "I know," she said softly. "I know I'm using sex as a bandaid and I hate it, but I really needed that orgasm."
Charles kissed her head. "I know. But I think you should call Lindstrom and get in to see him about everything we've been through the past couple weeks."
Olivia looked up at him. "I'll give him a call. But right now I just want to sit in your arms and bask in this afterglow. Is that okay?"
Charles smiled and wrapped his arms around her tighter. "That's perfect." He whispered and rubbed her back, gently lulling her to sleep. He stayed like that for a while, rubbing her back, staring into space. He knew he needed to heal too, but his concern right now was Olivia. He couldn't imagine what it was like for her. But they'd get their six member family, one way or another, that is to say surrogacy or adoption. And thinking of this, he fell into a fitful sleep.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed. Off to do some homework and work on He's Home chapter 4. Leave a review if you feel so inclined.
