Okay but I know my writing isn't always very good and people point out my errors but just know that today I tried to write my name and I wrote the word 'metal' instead so I mix up my words sometimes just ignore it and if there's a random word in the middle of my text just assume a different word that fits in the context

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Frank panted, falling down onto the bed beside me. I giggled after I finally caught my breath, resting my head on his chest. Frank ran his fingers through my hair and I kissed his chest softly.

"And maybe with my tea I'll get pregnant again," I said.

"It's not because of your damn tea," he said, rolling his eyes.

"It is!" I insisted.

"It's because I'm just so great at fucking," he said.

I bit my lip and giggled. "Nope."

Frank raised his eyebrows, a big smile on his face.

"Oh yeah?" He asked.

He tickled me and I squirmed. I laughed as he pinned me down and tickled me. I was shrieking with laughter but we both froze when we heard something over the baby monitor.

"Bunny!" Lily cheered as she laughed.

I got up, grabbing my panties as I went to the nursery. I turned on the light and saw Lily standing in her crib, holding onto the bars as she bounced slightly and laughed.

"What are you up to?" I asked, picking her up. "You're supposed to be asleep."

"Bunny!" She exclaimed, pointing to something.

I looked out the window and screamed when I saw a bunny man standing there. Frank hurried in wearing his boxers. He shot out the window at the man. Lily started screaming, frightened from the loud sounds. Frank opened the window and reached out.

"It's fake," he stated, pushing the dummy down into the bushes.

I bounced Lily as she cried, humming softly.

"It's okay, baby, you don't have to be scared," I whispered. "Frank, you terrified her."

"Well, I'm sorry I thought there was a bunny man," he said.

"Would you really shoot someone?" I asked.

"I would shoot any man staring into my daughter's room," he stated.

I rubbed Lily's back, trying to get her to stop crying.

"Well, how are we gonna get her to stop crying?" I asked. "She's terrified."

Frank held her arms out and I handed Lily to him. She cried even more, reaching for me. I sighed and took her back as she clutched onto me.

"Frank, now her window's broken," I muttered, looking at the bullet holes in the glass.

Frank huffed, throwing his hands up in the air. "Fine, next time I see some creep staring at my daughter I won't do anything."

I bounced Lily softly, sitting on the couch. She cried as I rubbed her back, trying to get her to stop. It wasn't for another hour that she finally calmed down and fell asleep. I put her into her crib and went to the bedroom.

I crawled into the bed, turning my back to Frank. My eyes watered as I curled into a ball. He wrapped his arms around me and I sniffled.

"I'm sorry for shooting without thinking," he said.

"Ever since the bunnies came back we've been arguing more," I whispered.

"I know, I'm just really stressed out all the time," he said.

"Me too," I muttered, turning over to face him.

"Maybe tomorrow we can drop Lily off at your mom's and we can go out for dinner or something," he suggested.

I smiled and nodded my head.

"I miss when we used to go out," I said.

"Me too," Frank agreed.

His fingers intertwined with mine softly.

"I don't wanna fight anymore," I whispered. "It makes me so upset. I finally have you back and we're just arguing all the time."

Frank wrapped his arms around me, giving me a soft kiss.

"I'm scared," I whispered. "I don't want them back again."

"I'll keep you safe," he promised. "But I'll try to stop my trigger-finger."

I kissed his cheek, placing a hand over my stomach.

"Do you really think I'll be able to have another kid?" I asked.

Frank smiled, placing his hand over my stomach.

"Yes, and it'll be just as beautiful as Lily," he said.

I smiled, giving him a soft kiss. I trailed kisses down to his neck and he chuckled.

"Again?" He asked.

I smiled, pressing my body against his. Frank smirked against my lips, pressing me back against the mattress.

"You need rest," he said. "Maybe tomorrow morning we can do something."

I nodded and snuggled up against his chest. My head rested on his shoulder as he wrapped an arm around me. I smiled softly and he kissed the top of my head.

I woke up the next morning, looking up at Frank. He was staring at the ceiling and I sighed quietly. Frank looked down and gave me a soft kiss.

"You didn't go to sleep, did you?" I asked.

"I can't sleep," he said.

I sat up, running my fingers through my hair.

"I'm gonna go make some pancakes or something," I said. "Lily should be up soon."

I gave him a kiss, standing up and throwing on one of his big t-shirts. I yawned, going out to the kitchen. I turned on the stove, grabbing all the ingredients. Lily started crying and I saw Frank head out to her room.

"Good morning, baby," I heard Frank say.

He walked out with Lily on his hip. Her hair was messy and she rested her head on his shoulder as she sucked on her pacifier and hugged her kitten stuffie.

"Hey there, beautiful," I said, kissing her forehead.

"Dada," she said, reaching towards me.

I held her on my hip as I cooked the pancakes.

"I was gonna run to the store," he said. "We need more diapers. Do you need anything while I'm out?"

"Can I have some chocolate?" I asked.

Frank smiled and nodded.

"I'll see you later, I'll be back in about twenty," he said.

Frank gave me and Lily kisses before he left.

"Still tired?" I asked Lily.

She was half asleep in my arms so I set her down in her high chair. I finished making the pancakes, cutting some into little pieces as I set them in front of Lily. She woke up then, picking up the pieces and chewing on them.

I sat beside her and ate my own pancakes. I felt an uneasy churning in my stomach when a half an hour went by and Frank still wasn't home. I kept expecting to get an email showing another video of frank getting kidnapped.

"Do you like your pancakes, Lily?" I asked.

She stuck another piece of pancake into her mouth, drooling on her bib. Frank walked in and I sighed in relief.

"You're back," I said happily.

He smiled, kissing the top of my head. "Sorry, there was traffic on the way there."

"I get so scared whenever you're out and I don't know where you are," I said.

"Sorry, baby boy, I should've called you," he said.

"There's pancakes on the counter," I said.

"Thank you, beautiful," he said.

Frank grabbed a plate and sat beside me.

"Are you okay?" I asked quietly. "You freaked out a lot yesterday."

"How are you so calm about this?" Frank asked.

"I lived with this for a year," I said.

Frank sighed quietly, shaking his head.

"I'm sorry you had to deal with that," he said.

"What? You had it even worse," I said. "I mean, you're missing an entire finger."

Frank looked down at the spot that was absent of a pinky with a small sigh. He shook his head softly, taking a bite.

"We should go out to the park today," I suggested.

Frank shook his head. "Don't you think that's dangerous? Taking a baby out there?"

"Frank, we can't completely raise her in here her whole life," I stated.

"Well, what's the harm in doing so?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes, finishing up my breakfast as I went over to the sink.

"I'm serious," he said. "I mean, we can homeschool her and stuff."

"I'm pretty sure that when she's a teenager she won't wanna be cooped up in this small house with her dads," I said.

"Yes she will," he said. "We'll be the coolest dads in the world."

I smiled, going over to kiss his cheek and sit on his lap.

"What about your music?" I asked. "Are you ever gonna start a new band again? I think the only time you weren't in a band was when you were in the womb."

Frank chuckled softly, shaking his head.

"I only started playing when I was eleven," he stated. "But I don't know, I can't trust anyone. Not after James."

I bit my lip softly, resting my head on his shoulder.

"I know you're always happiest while making music with your friends," I said softly.

"I'm happy right now with my husband and my daughter," he said

I smiled, holding his hand.

"I'm happy too," I agreed. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, baby boy," he said. "Can I finish my pancakes now?"

I giggled and nodded as I stood up. I filled a sippy cup with milk and set it on Lily's tray for her. I sat down on the couch and picked up the newspaper. At least I wasn't on the front page anymore as the man who got pregnant.

"Do you think we'll draw attention again from our second child?" I asked.

"Maybe," he said. "But I don't necessarily mind having everyone know that this is my daughter."

"You're not the one getting called a freak," I muttered under my breath.

"What was that?" He asked.

"Nothing," I replied.

I looked at the paper that was just talking about some local car crash with some teenagers who were high.

"I really want that chocolate now," I said. "Chocolate sounds so good right now."

I went over to the bag and pulled out the candy bar.

"Right after breakfast?" Frank asked as I sat down and opened up my candy.

"Don't judge," I grumbled.

Frank smiled, kissing my cheek.

"I'm not judging," he denied. "I love you."

I smiled happily, chewing on my chocolate.

"Hi!" Lily cheered.

We laughed and I learned over to kiss the top of her head.