Two weeks flew by before I even knew it. The boys had settled into our new routine well and seemed to be bonding with Chris more and more each day. Vivienne is doing amazing, she has gained a few ounces and is eating as she should on schedule. She is still the most beautiful baby I have ever seen, even though I may be biased, but everyone agrees with me when we have to go to the doctors or run an errand. Oh and what a circus running any kind of errand is now. 

On our first day home we met officer Mike; his partner in our family surveillance operation is Andre, we met him on that first night here. We had been home for only 2 days when I had to take Vivienne to her first doctor appointment. After watching me struggle with her seat and the 2 boys in the driveway Andre got out of his car and helped me load all the kids. He was supposed to follow us and stay out of sight but he and Mike have quickly become an extra set of hands for me. Almost like a set of gun yielding nannies. The thought almost makes me laugh. Almost. Chris had to return to work but he was only back part time. Being the boss meant he could write his own schedule, but it also meant that there were some things he had to be there for. 

Today was one of those days and also I was going to be out of diapers that fit her by the evening if I didn't get some now. I didn't get to have a normal shower for her and I had a small stash of diapers we had collected and some from a few family friends but she was just so small. I was having to rebuy a lot of the same little newborn size. So there I was with a newborn, 2 kids and an armed cop walking through the grocery store. Connor was with me at the cart trying to do everything for Vivienne while Noah was behind us with Mike playing 20 questions.

"Is that a real gun?"

"Do you have a dog?"

"Have you ever killed someone?"

"What's your favorite color?" 

I looked back at them and couldn't help but laugh, Mike was holding his hand and staring at him trying to keep a straight face.

"Noah, have you ever heard of the quiet game?" Noah nodded his head yes,

"Great, well if you win against me I'll bring you stickers next time I see you." Mike offers him. I chuckle to myself as I find the baby supply aisle and start to gather what we need. I notice a lot of stares while we're out this trip, I mean I guess it's something to see, us with a uniformed officer escorting us around, but it still makes me uncomfortable. I haven't gone out unless I absolutely have to and I still try to keep it quick. I notice another woman look over with her eye brows raised and I walk a little faster toward the front. 

A little while later we pulled back into our driveway and started the great unloading of the minivan. Suddenly my phone started ringing. Looking, I see its Eric. I reluctantly answered as we were making our way inside the house.

"Hi Eric.”

"Just how long are you going to keep this shit up," he greets me with. My face falls. I don't know exactly what I was expecting but I'm still not used to being spoken to like this. Seeing my expression Mike ushers me into the kitchen and tells me to put the phone on speaker.

"Keep what up exactly?" I answer in return.

"I haven't seen the boys in weeks, I haven't even met my daughter! My parents are heartbroken, it's their grandchildren too!"

"After your behavior at the hospital I don't have to let you see them or have you forgotten how YOU acted! You could have stayed and seen her after she was born, we both almost died by the way thanks for your concern there." I said back annoyed. "You can tell your parents that they haven't seen them because of you."

"You are such a spiteful bitch Larkin." He spits into the phone, "none of this would be happening if you had just accepted my apology and let it go like I told you to." Mike is making small notes on a pad of paper he has as we talk, he looks at me as I continue.

"I don't have to listen to this, you can have your attorney contact mine and they can work out you seeing the kids." I said back, hanging up. Mike wrote down a few more things on his pad.

"You ok?" He asked looking up.

"Yeah, it just sucks he's still acting like this is my fault."

"Hang in there, I'm gonna go call this in so it's logged. Call me if you need anything." He finishes, heading to the front door. 

A few hours later Chris comes home, I'm so emotionally drained I all but fall into his arms as he comes to greet me. I tell him all about the stares we had at the store and Eric's phone call that afternoon.

"How about I order pizza for dinner and put together a Caesar salad really quick, then after the boys go to bed I'll run you a hot shower?"

"That sounds amazing," I said and kissed him back. Chris and I got the kids fed and eventually everyone was clean and in bed. Vivienne would be awake again soon to eat but we had some alone time before that happened. I heard the master shower turn on and excitedly hurried to our room. I know Chris said he was running a shower for me but I wanted to do something for him. I still couldn't have sex for a few more weeks and although I was tired I missed being intimate with him. 

I entered the bathroom and it was already starting to steam. He had a couple candles lit for me that smelled amazing and added to the romance we were both looking for. He was testing the water and adjusting the knobs when I came in. He smiled when he saw me and started to come over to me.

"Your shower awaits my love," he said, kissing my neck, "Let me help you get ready," he said, finding the waistband of my leggings and sliding them down. Next he moved to my shirt and lifted it over my head. Standing in just my panties and nursing bra he stared at me with hunger in his eyes.

"Thank you," I said moving my hands to his chest, "won't you join me please? I may need help washing." I say peppering his neck with little kisses, I can feel him swallow and I smile. I start to undo his pants button making my intentions more than clear.

"You talked me into it," he says, pulling his shirt off and reaching for my bra. Laughing I raise my arms out to help him remove it then we step out of our remaining clothes and into the shower. The hot water starts working on my tired muscles instantly and I can't help the groan that escapes me. Chris grabs my soap and starts lathering up my luffa. I let him slowly and carefully wash each inch of me. He's very careful around my healing incision and the burns on my arms that are almost all the way gone. I'll probably have a light scare there but that's ok. I take his soap and luffa in my own hands and start to lather him as well. Starting at the top with his shoulders I work my way down his front, washing his chest, stomach then down even further. I washed his growing cock and down between his legs. He moans as my hands work along his length, making sure he's completely rinsed and I stroke him from base to tip.

"What are you doing baby?" he asked as I dropped to my knees in the shower. The hot water cascading down his body hit my shoulders and traced down my new post baby curves. I looked up at him and winked while I opened my mouth and let my tongue slide over the slit in his tip. He shuddered and grew even bigger. Smiling, I opened again and let his head slip in-between my lips. I moved him to the back of my throat and back out again a few times before pushing him down my throat past my tongue.

"Oh my God, fuck baby." He said as he slid his hand into my wet hair, hearing his pleasure I started moving faster, swirling my tongue over the tip each time I pulled back on him. I kept up a relentless rhythm, feeling myself becoming more and more turned on. I moved a hand down between my legs and started playing in my own soft folds. Building myself up right along with him. His groans and the way his hips twitched against me made for quick work of it and in no time I was about to cum. Goosebumps covered his legs even though the shower was steamy, his balls started to draw up against his body and I knew he was close. I moved faster and faster, never letting the suction in my cheeks go.

"Fuck fuck fuck," he hissed and filled my mouth with sweat salty cum. I swallowed all of him down while looking him in the eye. Once I was sure he was finished I let him out with a small pop of my mouth. He pulled me back up and once I was standing again in front of him he kissed me hard and deep, tasting himself on my tongue.

"You're amazing," he whispered. I smiled and kissed him again. After we dried off he led me back into our room to lay down, wrapping his arms around me. I settled in to rest against him until Vivienne woke up for her first feeding soon.

"I love you," he said softly from behind me.

"I love you too"

"I'm really happy, I know how we got here was kinda shit..." I snorted at that, that would be putting it lightly. "But I still wouldn't trade anything right now for how it used to be."

"Me too," I agreed, “I wouldn't want to do it again but I am happy now, I'm actually starting to look forward to things again. Connor's birthday this summer will be our first party here, he can invite his class and we could do something fun in the backyard." I said, picturing all the festivities we could get into.

"Whatever you guys want baby" Chris says chuckling. I close my eyes and dream about our future here all together.