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Bittersweet Revenge

Slader sighed and got up to follow her. "Perhaps I could help you sleep then?" He whispered, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her middle.


"I'm very good at tiring people out," he winked, kissing her neck. He knew she probably wasn't in the mood but it felt good to kiss her, even if it was just her neck.


"Would you like me to cook you something?" He asked. He'd always been good at cooking, surprisingly.
 
Cambree grinned, listening to Slader come up behind her and kiss her neck. "Maybe," She told him simply with a smile. She wasn't sure if she was really up for it right now but it was cute that he was trying.


"No, it's okay," She told him, pulling a yogurt from the fridge. She slipped away from him and grabbed a spoon, then leaned on the counter as she peeled it open and began to ate.


"How are you feeling?" She asked him curiously. He'd been pretty damn fucked up when he'd come home a few hours ago so she could only imagine that he felt gross. She knew she would have.
 
"Terrible," Slader replied, pouting his lips and leaning against the fridge. "I'll get over it soon. It never lasts long,"


He was pretty damn stupid to go do that, but at the time he didn't know what else to do. "I'm trying, Cam. I really am," he muttered auddenly, averting his gaze to the tiled floor.
 
Cambree nodded a little bit, knowing that it was true. He'd get over it. One of the perks of being an alcoholic, she guessed...


"I know," She told him quietly. She knew going into this wasn't going to be easy so she'd just have to let Slader be as if they weren't together or anything. Like when they were hooking up.


When she finished eating, she put her spoon in the sink and threw away the yogurt cup before looking over at Slader. "Wanna go lay down?" She suggested.
 
Slader smiled gently and laced his fingers with hers, leading her toward their bedroom. He closed te door behind them and lay her down on the bed.


"You really should get some sleep," he noted as he crawled in bed beside her, pulling her closed to his chest. It was hot in their room, so he kept his shirt off.


"So... Do you hope it's a boy or a girl?" He asked quietly as he stroked Cambree's hair.
 
Cambree followed Slader back to bed and got in on her side. She snuggled up to him and closed her eyes. She took in a breath, realizing how nice it was to just have him there. He could be a pain sometimes but it beat being alone any day. "Probably," She told him quietly. The sun would probably be up soon and she still hadn't slept.


She grinned a little bit at his question and looked up at him. "A girl," She told him softly,"So I can dress her up and make her do dance classes." She was obviously just messing around but she really did want a girl. She didn't know shit about boys so raising one would probably be more of a challenge.


"Do you care?" She asked him curiously.
 
Slader couldn't help but grin at her response to his question. "I'm actually hoping it's a girl too," he whispered as he slid his hands up and down her side.


If it was a girl, he wouldn't have to sorry about her ending up like him. Aeast, not have to worry as much anyways. He was extremely protective, and even if it was Dean's, he was still going to act like it was his own.


"When... You have the child, can we figure out who's kid it is? I'm kinda curious."
 
Cambree smiled, hearing that Slader wanted a girl too. Well, hoped. He probably didn't want either.


As much as she freaked out about this and had a mental battle on whether or whether not she could do this, Cambree knew deep down that she wanted this to happen. She really wanted a baby and now that she had been pregnant with them for four months, she felt like all her maternal instincts were kicking in. Like, this was happening. She might as well be excited about it.


She looked up at him and nodded slightly. "Yeah," She agreed to figuring out who's it is. She guessed that if it didn't match Slader's DNA that meant it was Dean's which... Well that really fucking suck to be honest.
 
Slader nodded and pulled her against him, suddenly exhausted. "Okay sweetheart, let's get some sleep." He whispered as his hand gently slid over her swollen belly and stayed there.


He didn't dream. He hardly did unless they were nightmares, but he'd rather not dream then wake up breathing hard and scared.


His hand remained on her stomach all throughout the night. It was almost as if he was already guarding the child from the dangers of the world. Including himself.
 
Cambree slept pretty well that night, mostly because she'd been up for nearly a full day by the time Slader and her went to sleep. Even if they fought or weren't on the same page, it was still really nice to have someone there with her.


Being that they didn't go to bad until close to five in the morning, she didn't wake up until just after noon. Slader was still passed out by the time she was fully awake and ready to get up though. She kissed his cheek and slid out of bed, then headed to the bathroom to do her thing and get somewhat ready with brushing her teeth and doing her hair, then she headed to the kitchen to make them something to eat because she was really hungry.


She decided to make waffles so she got out the mix that you only had to add water to and the waffle maker, then went ahead and stuck some bacon in the microwave too, knowing that Slader liked it.
 
Slader woke up fifteen minutes after she did. He still felt like shit, but his headache wasn't as bad.


With a groan, he rolled off of the bed and out into the kitchen to find Cambree making waffles. He couldn't help but grin at the sight.


"Morning beautiful," he whispered as he wrapped his arms around her slim frame. "Those smell good." He observed.
 
Cambree grinned when she felt Slader put his arms around her. "Hi sweetheart," She said happily, turning and then kissing his cheek.


"You're just in time. They're just about done," She informed him. She stepped out of his grip and put the last waffle onto the big plate of waffles, then walked over to the microwave and pulled out the plate of bacon.


"Feeling any better?" She asked him curiously as she brought the two plates to the kitchen table before going back to get butter, syrup, and drinks.
 
Slader grabbed a piece of bacon and consumed it, suddenly aware of how hungry he was. Drinking did that to you sometimes.


"I'm alright. Feeling better than I was, at least." He seated himself and eyed a few waffles he was dying to eat. "What're we up to today? Anything fun? Baby-ish? When are we going to get that nursery done?" His mind was racing and his mouth was attempting to catch up to it.
 
Cambree walked over to the table and put down the syrup and butter for Slader before going back to the kitchen. "I don't know yet. Didn't get that far thinking, I guess. What do you want to do?" She knew that they needed to get the nursery going but it was almost like... Commitment. Like once they got the whole thing built and decorated, that was it. It was real. They were expecting a baby.


She filled up two glasses of orange juice before going back to the table and setting them down. She joined Slader at the table and grinned a little bit before grabbing a piece of bacon and eating it.
 
Slader began lathering up a waffle with butter and tore off pieces to chew. He wasn't much for syrup, never had been. "Well, I'd like to get that done. I'm assuming I'll be doing most of the hard labor considering I have a lot more muscle," he joked, poking her with his finger.


"I was thinking a gender neutral color, that way we won't have to repaint if it's a boy or girl." He suggested as he finished off his waffle. It wasn't long before he had eaten two more and three more strips of bacon.


"And... I need a shower. Bad," Sladee groaned, picking at his shirt. He didn't smell bad, but felt gross from the night before.
 
Cambree basically drowned her waffles in syrup, nodding while Slader talked. She laughed and gave him a look. "Just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I'm still not stronger than you," She informed him with a wink and then smiled. She knew that Slader had far more muscle than her skinny little body did but it was fun to pretend.


She nodded a little bit. "I can agree with that. But nothing ugly like yellow," She told him, using her fork to begin cutting up all of her waffles.


She looked over at him and smiled. "Me too," She told him and then winked with a smirk. She figured that it would be best for both of them if she just overlooked last night all together. If he wanted to talk about it, then he could be the one to bring it up.
 
Slader leaned back in his chair and glanced over at the room that would become the nursery. "How about... Maroon." He suggested, smiling gently.


His eyes fell on her as she mentioned she needed a shower as well. "We might as well conserve water then... " he chuckled.


Softly, he ran his fingertips down her arm and onto her thigh, running his hands in between her legs. "You're hot even though you have a child inside you." He teased, kissing her forehead.
 
Cambree scrunched up her nose at the suggestion. "Wouldn't that be kind of dark?" She asked him curiously. She felt like nurseries should be brighter like pinks and blues and greens.


"Might as well," She agreed with a smile. She looked down at his hand and grinned then looked back over to him. "Thanks, sweetie," She said with a little laugh,"You say that now, but just wait until I'm out to here." She held her hands out to show that one day she'd be as big as a beach ball.


It was hard to imagine being that pregnant. Ugh. It already sounded uncomfortable.
 
Slader sighed and ran his free hand through his hair. "Hmm... Turquoise? That's neutral right?" He asked. He'd never been a creative person so colors weren't his thing.


Grinning, he moved his hand farther up and winked. "You'll still be hot." He said with a shrug before getting up to place the dishes in the sink for her and put away the butter and syrup.


"So... What exactly do we need? A crib? What else?" He asked her, having absolutely no idea what a baby really needed in a nursery.
 
"Ooh. Turquoise could be pretty. And like black. Or brown.. But I think black would be cool," Cambree agreed with him with a little giggle.


She bit down on her lip and grinned, feeling his hand move up. "You're the best," She informed him, watching him get up. She giggled at his words, standing up.


"What else?" She asked almost mockingly and then smiled,"Oh, dear Slader. The list is pretty much indefinite. I feel like listing to all right now is just going to overwhelm you so I'll wait," She told him honestly, walking over to him and taking his hand. She stood up on her tip toes and kissed him then grinned. "So, that shower..."
 
Slader laughed and shook his head. He didn't say anything, only led her toward their shared bathroom. Not bothering to close the door, he turned and kissed her deeply, his hands down to her ass.


"Well, it already is so incredibly overwhelming, so let's just relax, shall we?" He asked with a wild grin before he moved to slide her shirt above her head.
 
Cambree giggled and followed Slader to the bathroom. She grinned when he turned around and kissed him back, moving her hands to his already bare chest. She looked up at him with a smile and nodded. "Let's," She agreed to just relaxing.


She raised her arms so that he could take off the top then moved back so that she could kiss him some more, tucking her thumbs into the waistband of his basketball shorts and boxers. It was times like this where she just got to forget for a little bit. It was like they'd just started hooking up all over again and they could still be all stupid with no consequences.
 
Slader helped her remove his shorts and underwear, and went to removing the rest of her own garments. He took her hand and led her into the shower, turning on the water as he did so.


"Showers always relax me. I could spend hours in here," he exclaimed quietly as he got to kissing her neck. "And not because I love openly admiring my body. Though, that's a bonus." He teased.
 
Cambree laughed a little bit, listening to Slader as they stepped into the shower. "Well, I can't say I blame you. You do have the body of a god," She agreed playfully, feeding his ego for fun.


She slid her hands up his chest and acting like she was going to kiss him but instead she just playfully pushed him out of the way and moved to stand under the stream of water with a big smile on her face. "I just like the hot water," She informed him with a little smirk.
 
Slader pouted and walked back over to Cambree, gathering her up in his arms. "I like the hot water and this hot babe in front of me." He whispered huskily, his fingers trailing down her sides and over her slightly swollen stomach.


"You're beautiful." He exclaimed genuinely, his eyes taking in all of her. She truly was, and he felt very lucky to get to spend this time with her.


"I know things are going to get hectic, but I promise we'll still have times like these with a child." He reminded her gently, leaning down to kiss her temple.
 

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