#James Bond craves the touch of only one woman: his mother

[alexjcrowley]

Watched Skyfall for the 6th time, I can confirm the only person with more mommy issues than Jamie Bond and his fruity ass nemesis is Lady Bird

[georgiapeach30513]

Have you ever written about Story seeing Posie for the first time in a while since Story was held captive? I love them🥺🥺

I have not...this is going to have some bittersweet moments, and I'm also going to include some moments with Story and Posie after Dayton's passing. That little girl was so happy that Story was having a baby, and she really didn't spend a ton of time with her in the early pregnancy.

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The Best Mommies

Summary: Ree and Posie time

Pairings: Story X Posie

Rating: 🥹🥹

Warnings:  mentions of miscarriages, mentions of fertility issues, mentions of rehab, mentions of anxiety, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 1.2K

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Posie Rogers Masterlist

“Ris,” James follows his wife out of the bedroom and down the hallway. Using his longer legs to gain on her quickly. Gently reaching out for her arm, but she flinches away. “Iris, please.”

“You called me Iris,” her voice angry, but more hurt than anything. “Not Iris Jade. But Iris.”

“Because, you won’t stop and listen.”

“Why is it everything that she wants, she gets? Posie is my daughter. I say who she can and cannot see,” James’ never turns his face up in anger. It only softens. “Why? Tell me why she gets this?”

“Ris, Baby Doll, I know you’re angry,” she scoffs, but moves closer to his arms. “I was there. I know what happened.”

“And as my husband you should know why I don’t want her to see Posie yet. Everyone expects me to forgive so quickly. And I just can’t right now. The things she said about my mom. My dad. Her biological father. And she had no idea.”

“You’re right. She didn’t. She knew what that stupid little bitch was saying at school. Everyone wanted to keep that life away from Story and Blade, so she got an account from a girl who’s mother was in love with Andy.”

“Don’t say his name.”

James tilts his head to the side and kisses on Iris gently. “Story didn’t know how bad it was. Story was hurt and angry. Did you hear how her and Carter broke up? Iris I have never seen someone love the way they did. Besides us. I saw them. I heard Carter talk about Story and how he wanted to marry her. And when they broke up, she spiraled. She had this unresolved depression from me, from Harlan, from you, and Posie. She took care of Posie because she hurt so much for you. She would do it over and over again. But she bonded with our daughter. That baby became more than her niece and you know she did. So to keep Posie away from Story is unfair to both of them. Baby Doll, I know you’ll forgive Story in time. I have no doubt about that. I know that you need your time to get over everything that happened. But can you not admit that your sister spent nearly a year in rehab away from her family, when even Joshua, Bucky, and Dr. Banner said she craves touch. She was alone. She’s still alone and trying to navigate a sober life with Carter still refusing to talk to her. She misses you and Posie.”

“Jamey,” Iris sighs. Pressing her face firmly on his chest. “I’m just not ready.”

“I know. And I understand. And we will get through this, and the miscarriages, and the negative tests together. You and me. It’s always been you and me and it always will be. I’m not going anywhere. But our daughter misses her aunt. What are you scared of?”

“That she’ll love Story more than me,” James pushes Iris off of him, his hazel eyes moving all across her face and he leans forward to give her a kiss. “Story is the fun one. She doesn’t have the job I have so she can spend hours playing with Posie, and telling her those stories, and I’m just an anxious ball.”

“She’s the aunt. Of course she’s more fun. But you’re her mother. You. You were the woman who birthed her, and will love her no matter what she does. Posie will never love Story, the way she loves you. It’s not possible.”

Dodger comes around Iris, and starts pacing around. Licking at her hand. Sitting down, only to anxiously walk around her, before he gives her a demanding bark. “Will you stay with me?”

“I’m not going anywhere. We can have a day. Me and you,” Dodger barks loudly again, and James looks down at the good boy. “Dodger, too.”

“Fine. This isn’t a regular thing. And this doesn’t mean that I…”

“I know. You’re doing good Iris Jade Rogers.”

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Posie sits on her Papa’s lap, just holding onto Ransom. Her little fingers playing with the back of his hair, just like her mama did when she was little. You and Story walks through the room, and you can already feel the happiness radiating off of Story.

“Hey, Princess Posie,” she says softly. Posie gets one look at who’s talking, and her face lights up immediately. Looking back at Ransom quickly, when Story squats down and holds her arms wide for her.

“Is it really you, Ree?” Story nods her head, and Posie rushes over to her. Knocking her backwards and she clings to her. With one sniffle from the little girl, Story knows she missed her as much as she missed Posie. “Don’t do that again. Don’t…I missed you so much.”

“I know baby. I know.”

She pulls back to look at Story, and the two of them wipe each other faces from the tears. “Can we have a tea party and you finish Lancelot and Guinevere’s story?”

Ransom and you go to move closer to them, making sure that name didn’t bother Story, but you’re little bitty baby just smiles, “Yes, we can finish it. Mimi has already set up a tea party in your room. Come on,” standing up, she holds out her hand to Posie who just clings to it. Holding her so tightly as to not lose her again.

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“Princess?” Carter hums as the two of them lay in bed. His hand holds tight to Story’s swollen belly, and he gives Otto’s temporary home a rub. “There’s a little girl that wants to see you today.”

“No she doesn’t.”

Carter gives a sigh to Story, and continues petting along her stomach. “There is nothing that she wants more than to see you right now. You’re about to give her a cousin, and she won’t be alone anymore. I know you want to spend some time with her before Otto is here. I think she’s a bit concerned that he’s going to replace her.”

“No, he can’t. Me and Posie will always have tea parties and stories. She was my first little princess.”

“She set up a tea party all by herself. To be fair, it is milk, Biscoffs, and Uncrustables. But she did it…”

“Did she?” Story sits up smiling through her tears at Carter. He gives her a nod in answer. “Why have I been avoiding my pretty girl for so long?”

“You needed this time to process everything.”

“What I need,” she stands up and walks to the closet. Rummaging through a few outfits before throwing something on. “Is to spend time with a little girl who has always brought me happiness.”

Dressed, Story walks to Posie’s room and sees her niece waiting patiently at her table. Her tiered tray filled with a few snacks, and like Carter said Biscoffs and Uncrustables. “Hey, Princess Posie.”

“Aunt Ree, you came! I told mama and daddy you would. I set up everything by myself. It’s not as pretty as when Mimi does it. But I did this. And…oh, your baby. Can I touch your belly?”

For the first time in weeks, Story fully smiles. Nodding her head, she lets Posie walk over. Her hands hold onto her bump, before kissing it, ending with her laying on it. “I can’t wait to meet you Otto. You and I have the best mommies.”

Masterlist

[ichayalovesyou]

~Act One: In Denial of Pon Farr~

Blood Moon~by Saint Sister, Madrid (Album)

“To return home, and take a wife… or die.”

Spock is feeling anxious and unusually lonely, more resentful of his complex heritage than usual. Feeling rejected, but not by Jim, he finds his thoughts wandering to T’Pring. Who he feels deep resentment toward, she hasn’t contacted once him in the two decades he’s been gone from Vulcan. He has yet to realize it is the beginnings of Pon Farr.

“I am sure, you craved me once before. When I think of all the fruit I’ve found, and how easily you left it on the ground.”

Evening On The Ground (Lilith’s Song)~by Iron & Wine, Woman King (album)

“I hoped that I would be spared this.”

Spock’s yearning and loneliness transforms into anger and frustration. He knows Pon Farr has begun, and he hates it. He has no desire to return to Vulcan, worse still, he loathes that he yearns for someone who he does not know. Worse still, she’s not the only one he’s longing for…

“We were born to fuck each other one way or another but I’ll, only lie, down by the water side at night”

I Want You (She’s So Heavy)~(Originally) by the Beatles, performed by the Cast of Across the Universe, Across the Universe (Album)

“How do Vulcans choose their mates… Haven’t you wondered?”

Spock cannot bear the tearing between Human & Vulcan halves that has come ferociously to light under the stress of Pon Farr. His duty is to that man on the bridge, but the call of Koonut Kalifee is only getting louder. He has no desire to burden Jim with horrible display of emotion. Yet desire is quickly becoming all that he can think about.

“I want you, I want you so bad, it’s driving me mad, it’s driving me mad.”

~Act Two: Blood Fever, The Nightmares of Plok’tow~

Howl~by Florence + The Machine, Lungs (Album)

“To have their logic ripped from them, as this time does to us.”

The first, foreboding rumblings of Plok’tow have begun. He dreams of a hunt, he’s chasing someone, he does not know who. Each time the blood of this faceless, slaughtered, ravaged victim is a different color, every time he turns around, green, red, green, red, green, red, green, red…

“Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins, I want to find you, tear out all your tenderness.”

The Horror of Our Love~by Ludo, You’re Awful, I Love You (Album)

“It strips away our veneer of civilization.”

The dreams are getting worse, more violent, detailed, intense. He knows his quarry-

Jim.

He tears his captain apart in a thousand visceral, grotesque ways, physically, mentally, no love, no hate, no want, just blinding hunger. And the most frightening part, he enjoys it. He begins withdrawing from Kirk, for fear of what may happen should dreams threaten to become reality.

“Carnivorous and lusting, I’ll track you down among the pines.”

Become the Beast~by Karliene, Become the Beast (Album)

“It is the Pon Farr, the time of mating.”

The last of his Blood Fever dreams occurs after Kirk confronts him about his behavior. This one is, much to Spock’s relief, not violent. The lyrics are spoken through the faces of fellow Vulcans- T’pring… childhood tormentors… Sybok… his cold and disapproving father… T’pau… Surak… himself.

The rage and hunger has cooled into ice rather than fire, for now.

“Do I terrify you? Do you feel alive? Do you feel the hunger? The desert howl inside?”

The Woods~by San Flemin, Jackrabbit (Album)

“You humans have no conception.”

When James Kirk grabbed the shiv from Spock’s hand in their confrontation, a shard of Spock’s Blood Fever came with it. Spock was spared a nightmare this final night, but not Jim. The dream even dared to be pleasant initially, alone together in the woods. Before the arena of Koonut Kalifee erupted violently around them, as did Spock. Yet, before Spock could deal the final killing blow, Kirk found himself sinking into the sparkling sands below. He startles from his slumber, feeling suffocated.

But he does not remember how, or why.

“The nights are lovely dark and deep, but I’ll appear when you’re asleep. You’ll wake up with a sudden hurt, your mouth and nose all full of dirt”

~Act Three: Kalifee, the Death of A Friend~

Take Me Down~by Brother, Pax Romana MMV (Album)

“I’ll get you to Vulcan somehow…”

All Jim knows is that Spock is getting worse, and that he needs him. Not knowing, and not daring ask whether the shiv was meant for himself or Spock haunts Kirk, as does the ghost of his forgotten dream. He does not know what will come of this wedding. Only that he will do whatever it takes to make certain Spock lives. No matter what, it’s a race against time.

“The powers that be, the powers that run you through, I’m taking a stand I know what it comes down to, God knows I do.”

Hunting Grounds (feat Joe Cotela of Ded)~by In This Moment, Mother (Album)

“He is deep in the Blood Fever, he will not speak with thee again.”

Kalifee has begun, Spock has completely lost himself to the Blood Fever, and Kirk must fight for his life. He finds himself outmatched by the environment, and by Spock’s rage. He knows two things, he has no desire to die, but he cannot, under any circumstances, kill Spock. (I imagine this duet could be as seen as Maria Brink=Kirk, Joe Cotela=Spock)

“Like a predator sink my teeth into your neck.”

Die Today~by The Txlips Band & Guitar Gabby, Queens of The New Age (Album)

“Kill Spock? That’s not what we came to Vulcan for is it?”

The Kalifee has been an intense drain, Kirk knows, deep down, that not even the “Triox Compound” could save him in this fight. He feels his life flash before his eyes, he bears no ill will toward Spock, he’s not in control of himself. He reflects on their relationship, and how much it has meant to him, and accepts, that for Spock to live, he has to die.

It was worth having known him, saving a friend isn’t the worst way to go out…

“If you die today, if we die today, at least I’d be in your arms.”

Pearl Diver~by Mitski, Lush (Album)

“You may find, that having, is not so pleasing a thing as wanting.”

Spock is absolutely distraught, he’s disgusted with himself, he loathes every single Vulcan he’s ever known, but most of all he is angry with Kirk. That he had to be the moth to his flame. How dare he want to get close to him! How dare James Kirk ever have the stupidity, the courage to love him?! The wanting had driven Jim to his death, and himself to murder. It was illogical, and he will never, forgive either of them for it. Curse having, curse wanting, and curse himself too.

“But hunter you were human don’t forget it and go safely. And I? I’ll live without you, though the struggle will be daily.”

Sweet Dreams~by JOSEPH, I’m Alone, No You’re Not (Album)

“I shall do neither, for I have killed my Captain, and my friend.”

Spock languishes in the agonizing hours between the Kalifee and confronting Bones about what must be done. He prays for a short and cruel life… and dares ponder the question, do Humans have Katras?

“I’ll return to my sleepless night, dreaming with my eyes open, watch the shadows play on the ceiling.”

[The final act is a little on the smutty side, here’s a read more just to be safe.]

~Act Four: The Need is Met~

To Be Alone~by Hozier, From Eden EP (Album)

“I shall offer no defense, their is no excuse for the crime of which I’m guilty.”

Though overjoyed and relieved that Kirk is alive, Spock continues to anguish over the reality that had Bones not intervened, he would have killed him. Jim knows better this time, he will not let Spock continue down this path. A tender and honest conversation puts salve to Spock’s fears. In any event, while the Kalifee burned away the Blood Fever, it becomes clear the needs of Pon Farr still remain. Kirk suggests, delicately, to put a new Bond in place of the old.

Spock accepts.

“You don’t know the hell you put me through, to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you, to feel your weight in arms I’d never use.”

Mermaid’s Calling #2~by the Cast of The Lure, The Lure (Album)

“The ancient drives are too strong, eventually they catch up with us.”

The thrum of Bonding needs no words, it is not just a joining of minds, but of bodies as well. They complete one another, no thoughts, no voices are required. They soon find that the physiological differences between them can be more than a little… fascinating.

“…”

The Deep~by PHILDEL, Wave Your Flags (Album)

“One touches the other, in order to feel each other’s thoughts.”

The tangible, physical world of course has it’s pains and pleasures, to be joined physically is one thing, to be joined in soul and mind alongside those sensations is a different ordeal entirely. If this, completeness, is what it means to be Bonded, Kirk now understands why Vulcans go mad over it.

“Give me a sign ‘cause it runs through my mind like your heat, caught in the web you’re so easily lead to the deep.”

The Mermaid~by Kate Rusby, Life in A Paper Boat (Album)

“In this way, our minds are locked together...”

Unbeknownst to anyone else in the universe, James Kirk & S’chn T’gai Spock are now Bonded, and neither has ever felt less alone. For once, it does not matter to Spock that he is of two worlds, here, he is home. For once, Kirk does not feel as though he is forced to live the Enterprise’s life, this time, she helped him live his. A shining, blissful moment in the vast, expansive sea of stars that they have devoted their lives to exploring.

For them, the journey itself, is home.

“In peace now, the sea it comes, and peace now, in her arms where I’ll be love, sleeping in the sea.”

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(A Witchcraft Mystery #1)

3.89/5

Lily Ivory is not your average witch. Her spell-casting powers tend to draw mischievous spirits while keeping normal humans at a distance. But now her vintage clothing store could give her a chance to make friends in San Francisco....

Lily hopes for a normal life when she opens Aunt Cora's Closet. With her magical knack for vintage fashion -she can sense vibrations of the past from clothing and jewelry—her store becomes a big hit.

But when a client is murdered and children start disappearing from the Bay Area, Lily may be the only one who can unravel the crime. She tries to keep her identity a secret while investigating, but it's not easy—especially under the spells of sexy "mythbuster" Max Carmichael and powerful witch Aidan Rhodes. Will Lily's witchy ways be forced out of the closet?

Outlander by Diana Gabaldon

(Outlander #1)

4.23/5

The year is 1945. Claire Randall, a former combat nurse, is just back from the war and reunited with her husband on a second honeymoon when she walks through a standing stone in one of the ancient circles that dot the British Isles. Suddenly she is a Sassenach—an “outlander”—in a Scotland torn by war and raiding border clans in the year of Our Lord...1743.

Hurled back in time by forces she cannot understand, Claire is catapulted into the intrigues of lairds and spies that may threaten her life, and shatter her heart. For here James Fraser, a gallant young Scots warrior, shows her a love so absolute that Claire becomes a woman torn between fidelity and desire—and between two vastly different men in two irreconcilable lives.

Delirium by Lauren Oliver

(Delirium #1)

3.97/5

In an alternate United States, love has been declared a dangerous disease, and the government forces everyone who reaches eighteen to have a procedure called the Cure. Living with her aunt, uncle, and cousins in Portland, Maine, Lena Haloway is very much looking forward to being cured and living a safe, predictable life. She watched love destroy her mother and isn't about to make the same mistake.

But with ninety-five days left until her treatment, Lena meets enigmatic Alex, a boy from the "Wilds" who lives under the government's radar. What will happen if they do the unthinkable and fall in love?

Annihilation by Jeff VanderMeer

(Southern Reach #1)

3.7/5

Area X has been cut off from the rest of the world for decades. Nature has reclaimed the last vestiges of human civilization. The first expedition returned with reports of a pristine, Edenic landscape; the second expedition ended in mass suicide, the third in a hail of gunfire as its members turned on one another. The members of the eleventh expedition returned as shadows of their former selves, and within weeks, all had died of cancer. In Annihilation, the first volume of Jeff VanderMeer's Southern Reach Trilogy, we join the twelfth expedition. The group is made up of four women: an anthropologist; a surveyor; a psychologist, the de facto leader; and our narrator, a biologist. Their mission is to map the terrain, record all observations of their surroundings and of one another, and, above all, avoid being contaminated by Area X itself. They arrive expecting the unexpected, and Area X delivers—but it’s the surprises that came across the border with them and the secrets the expedition members are keeping from one another that change everything.

Bared to You by Sylvia Day

(Crossfire #1)

4.18/5

Gideon Cross came into my life like lightning in the darkness. He was beautiful and brilliant, jagged and white-hot. I was drawn to him as I'd never been to anything or anyone in my life. I craved his touch like a drug, even knowing it would weaken me. I was flawed and damaged, and he opened those cracks in me so easily.

Gideon knew. He had demons of his own. And we would become the mirrors that reflected each other's most private wounds and desires.

The bonds of his love transformed me, even as I prayed that the torment of our pasts didn't tear us apart.

A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness

(All Souls Trilogy #1)

4/5

Deep in the stacks of Oxford's Bodleian Library, young scholar Diana Bishop unwittingly calls up a bewitched alchemical manuscript in the course of her research. Descended from an old and distinguished line of witches, Diana wants nothing to do with sorcery; so after a furtive glance and a few notes, she banishes the book to the stacks. But her discovery sets a fantastical underworld stirring, and a horde of daemons, witches, and vampires soon descends upon the library. Diana has stumbled upon a coveted treasure lost for centuries-and she is the only creature who can break its spell.

[georgiapeach30513]

I loved your drabble you did on the Rogers family, the mini golf one. But could you show us a glimpse of how they were as kids, How James reacted to him going to have siblings? How a Toddler James was with Baby Sammy and Baby Emi? their bonding and all?

Marta came into James' life from the beginning basically. His first true time bonding with Steve, she was there. So even when Marta and Steve weren't together, she was apart of James' life. He was very young when Steve got full custody of him. So he doesn't actually remember a time when Marta wasn't in his life, and she stepped up immediately to be the mothering type, and then his mom. So for age references James was nearly six when Sammy was born and then seven when Emy was born. I don't know if you caught in the hearing that Emy did not like James being referred to as her "half" brother. That is Emy and Sammy's brother. They have never treated or acted like he wasn't, and neither has Marta. James is such a good big brother, and was so happy when Sammy and Emy were born.

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When We Get Married

Summary: James meets Sammy and Emy

Pairings: James X Sammy, James X Emy

Rating: 🥹🥹

Warnings: none, 18+ ONLY

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Steve & Marta Masterlist

James knew without knowing that there was something different about his dad, and his mom. He had become quite attached to her early on in their relationship. Seeing the way Steve was with James, is what attracted her to her future husband. And James finally having that mothering touch that he craved so much, and Marta fulfilled that need perfectly.

She doted on him any chance she got. Took him to work with her, because Harlan insisted. But James didn’t care, he got to play with Aster but most importantly Iris. But at nap time, he wanted to be with Marta, calling her mom very early on in her relationship with Steve. Almost scaring the poor woman. But she adored the little boy. Wondered how anyone could give him up, and cut off contact almost immediately. Only making a show of James as Peggy’s son, when it benefited her. And it wasn’t long before there was no contact whatsoever.

James didn’t care, Marta was his mom. Would fall asleep on her, and always wanted to hold her hand over Steve’s. He even made the comment how he got his son only to lose him once again. But he adored watching them together. Steve couldn’t wait to make another baby, and Marta was the one.

While James was an accident, he was the happiest of accidents to Steve. But this time, he wanted it planned. Mentioning it to Marta, she only bashfully smiled, but with a quick kiss and confirmation, they started trying. It took them a long time, but they had fun trying.

But telling James was something that Marta and Steve were both fully looking forward too. He might not have known what was going on, but he knew it was something. Suspiciously watching his parents when his dad’s hand was always on her belly, “There’s a baby in there, huh?”

“What?” Marta asked, leaving Steve to give her a soft kiss to her neck.

“There is. That’s how Ransom acted with Miss Kitty. There’s a baby isn’t there?” Steve gives a slow nod, and James gets the biggest smile on his face. “I’m right?” he whispers, smiling through his tears, before going to sit in Marta’s lap. “I always wanted my own sister. I want her to look just like you, mama.”

“Well, mija, we don’t know if we’re having a girl,” her hands pet over James’ hair so sweetly, and she gives a kiss on his head.

“Promise, if it’s a boy, that you do this again until I get a sister.”

“Buddy,” Steve asks, trying to get James’ attention. “You’re really happy, even if it’s a boy?”

“As long as you give me a sister.”

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While Sammy wasn’t a girl, James was so excited to meet him. Having stayed with the Drysdale’s while Steve and Marta were in the hospital. And when he walked into that room and saw that tiny little crying baby, he smirked at his dad, “Give me another. I don’t want Sammy and my little sister to have too much space in between them.”

“Can we just enjoy your brother for a little bit first, bud?” Steve giggles, helping his curious son into the hospital bed. He leans over on Marta’s shoulder just gazing at the little baby.

“He’s handsome,” those glassy eyes look up at Marta, “thank you.”

“Oh, Jamey, why are you thanking me?”

“You make me and dad so happy,” his little face contorts, and he buries it in Marta’s shoulder. Her green eyes look up at Steve, and she pouts at him.

“You and your daddy make me so happy, too. Stevie, I am a wreck. Why is this perfect little boy so sweet? If Sammy isn’t half as sweet as you,” she nuzzles her face over his soft hair, and just smiles at Steve. “He’s so perfect…oh this is my sweet tender boy.”

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Marta’s first pregnancy was so easy, and she had the most perfect delivery, she did not wait before she was making those bedroom eyes at Steve. Her fingers constantly caressing over him. Fully ready to create another life. Thinking to herself that she could get used to this.

This pregnancy wasn’t easy. She was sick. She had health complications. She was told to enjoy the time as much as possible. Rest whenever she could, and you had helped out a lot. Taking care of the boys, while she cared for Harlan. Even he would rub along her belly, telling Marta that her daughter just wanted to make a grand entrance.

It was not a fun time, but she was happy that it was a girl. And even James would talk to baby Sammy, cooing to him, and telling him all about how to be a good big brother, Sammy would only giggle and say nonsensical words back, but then, James said the sweetest thing, “Mama, can I hold her?”

Marta pats at bed beside her, letting James crawl on up, waiting patiently for when she would place that sweet baby in his arms. Marta cries watching the son she didn’t plan for hold his sister. The son, that she didn’t know she wanted, didn’t realize you could love someone so much. There was no love lost when Samuel and Emilia was born. If anything she loved him even more. Loved how tender he was with his siblings and even how Sammy would grunt seeing his bub pay attention to someone else.

“I still love you, too, Sammy,” he smiles over at his brother being held by Steve. “Mama, how are you feeling? Is everything okay?” with a questioning look at James she nods. “How old should you be to have a family?”

“Son,” Steve starts giggling. “Why are you asking?”

“I want this one day.”

“With a certain girl in mind, mija?” Marta asks, and James nods. “Maybe one day.”

“Not maybe, it will happen,” he leans over kissing his sister, “Emy you’re beautiful just like mama. I’ll help you learn to walk, and let you crawl on me, too, okay? I kissed her,” he gives a peeking smirk to his dad. “Again.”

“You better quit. Ransom will get you one day.”

“When we get married he can’t.”

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