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"Mama?"

At the quiet disturbance to the peaceful atmosphere, Lauren looks up from her book and places it face down on her lap so she wouldn't lose her place, her expression curious, "What is it sweetheart? It's late and you should be fast asleep by now" she asks, keeping her voice soft.

Camila's bottom lip trembles as she shifts in place, "my tummy hurts" she whimpers, a single tear falling down her cheek.

"Shh it's okay, let mama hold you for a little while mmhh? I'm sure that'll make you feel a little better" Lauren says with a small pout of sympathy, reaching forward to set her book down onto the coffee table before holding her arms out.

With only a small bit of hesitance lingering in her body language, Camila quickly rushes to her mama and allows herself to be pulled onto her lap, curling up small against her chest.

"There we go, good girl" Lauren murmurs, pulling a blanket off the back of the couch and bringing it up to cover the youngsters bare legs, all the while gently rocking her in her arms.

Camila sighs contently and rests her head on the woman's chest, comfort filling her whole entire body. She thinks Lauren's arms were her favourite place to be, because they were there when she was upset, when she was sad or moody, or simply just wanting to be held. They were comforting too and made her feel the safest she's ever been in her whole life. She knows they won't hurt her, she knows they won't make her feel worthless or belittle her like her dads did, they were safe...they were almost like home.

At her thoughts, she curls closer up to Lauren and brings her hand up to tightly grip her shirt.

"I've got you baby, mama's got you"

And that was all she needed to here before she felt herself falling asleep.

*

"I'm sorry Alejandro but I'm not able to come in today, I'm still sorting out...my situation at home" Lauren explains as she holds her phone to her ear, stuffing as much laundry into the washing machine as she could before closing the door with her leg and walking out of the room.

She hears her boss sigh, "This is the second day in a row Jauregui, you miss another day, you're fired." The line cuts dead.

"Asshole" Lauren mutters underneath her breath as she tosses her phone to the couch, heading back to Camila's bedroom to go wake her and get her ready for the day.

Yes, she had actually managed to put her to bed in her own room last night. It had took a while as Camila immediately woke and started to get upset when out of her arms, but she had managed to get her to stay and sleep by herself with some bribing and a promise of ice cream.

As Camila was still snoozing on the bed, seeming content, she heads to her dresser to pick out her outfit. She contemplates between a romper and dress, but eventually decides on the romper and pulls it out the dresser along with a clean diaper and the packet of baby wipes.

Setting them down on the end of the bed, Lauren sits near Camila's head and places her hand down onto her cover clad back, shaking her softly.

"Wakey wakey" She coos, switching to patting the girls back instead. It seems as though the shaking was only putting her into a deeper sleep and as they had a busy day ahead of them, that was the last thing she wanted to happen as she would only be tired and irritable.

Feeling the disturbance to her sleep, the youngster stirs whilst letting out a sleepy whine, bringing her hands up to to rub at her eyes as she rolls onto her back and lets out a soft sigh.

Lauren smiles, "hi baby" she murmurs softly, resting her hand on the girls tummy, "how do you feel this morning?" She wonders, beginning to place gentle pats with her hand onto her stomach, effectively soothing her.

Camila stops in her tracks for a second, trying to gage how sick she felt this morning. Her tummy still hurt, a barely there ache reminding her that she had obviously eaten something that didn't agree with her...but other than that, she felt okay.

"Tummy mama" she murmurs behind her soother, forcing herself to sit up and crawl onto the woman's lap before resting her head on her shoulder.

"Your tummy still hurts?"

A nod.

"But other than that you're good?"

Another nod.

"Well that's good, mama's glad you're feeling better my love. We'll have to figure out why your tummy hurting though as it's effecting your eating" Lauren says before standing up with Camila in her arms and laying her down onto the end of the bed, shushing her softly when she whines at the loss of contact by gently running her hand up and down her tummy.

An action she had learnt soothed the girl.

Camila nods in reply to her words, closing her eyes in content as she tries to hold back her want to whine again. She would like to know why her tummy was hurting her, and she would also like her mama to hold her to.

"Alright, nice and dry" Lauren says as she finishes taping the clean diaper to Camila's hips, pulling a few wipes out of the packet to wipe her hands off as she helps the girl up into a sitting position.

As soon as she'd got the smaller girl dressed and ready for the day, she carries her into the kitchen whilst humming softly underneath her breath, opening the door to the pantry.

"bottle mama" Camila whispers from her place in the woman's arms. Her tummy hurt too much to eat anything proper and she hoped Lauren would understand.

Lauren bites her bottom lip for a second before nodding and closing the door, "Alright baby, that's okay. But I would like you to eat something later as going too long without food is bad for you" she says sternly, grabbing the already made bottle out of the fridge and sticking it into the microwave.

Camila frowns, why was not eating bad for you?

"Do you want to know why?" Lauren asks, almost as if she was reading her mind.

"Yeah" the young girl whispers.

"Well your body's almost like a car in terms of needing fuel to do things and get places, and when you put lots of gas into a car, you could drive for a long long time couldn't you?" Lauren asks as she gently sways the youngster in her arms, hoping Camila would understand what she was saying.

Camila nods.

"Well it's the same with your body sweetheart. If you feed it and give it the fuel it needs, you could play and run around for as long as you want" Lauren finishes, pulling the microwave door open and picking up the now warm bottle of milk.

Camila's eyes widen at her words, all this information being none surprisingly new to her . If she ate, she could play for a long long time?

"And if a car were to run out of fuel, it would stop wouldn't it?" Lauren wonders, shaking the bottle to make sure all of it was warm.

Camila nods again, sitting up to make eye contact with the woman.

"Well that's what would happen if you stopped eating baby. Your body would run out of fuel and you couldn't play and do the things you wanted anymore, and I don't think that would be very fun, would it" Lauren says as she walks into the living room, sitting herself down onto the couch with Camila sat cradled on her lap, leaning against her arm.

Camila shake her head quickly. Not being able to play wouldn't be very fun at all, she thinks to herself as she excepts her bottle, suckling eagerly as she a lot more hungry than she first thought.

"Eat af'er" She says behind her bottle, looking up at the woman as she wraps her hand round two of her fingers.

Lauren smiles and leans down to place a kiss against the young girls forehead, "Good girl, mama's so proud of you" she praises, causing Camila to blush shyly and close her eyes.

"Why don't we go do something fun later?" Lauren asks, "maybe a park or something? I'm sure I'll be able to find one that isn't too popular and not many people go to" she adds, going through all the parks she knows in her head.

Sure, she probably could bring Camila to any old park as she looks young enough to get away with it, but she didn't want to risk the small girl getting upset or worried over the stares and the odd looks they would most likely get.

Camila's eyes whip open at her words. You see, she had never been to the park before, not once in her whole entire life. She had never been able to play on the swings, slide, not even the climbing frame!

Lauren grins, "so it's settled then. Why don't you say we pack up a picnic to take with us?" She wonders, pulling the now empty bottle out of Camila's mouth and lifting her so her head was resting over her shoulder, bringing her hand up to pat her back.

"Yeah mama. Park an' food" Camila whispers as she closes her eyes and rest her head on Lauren's, both hands clinging to her shirt as she feels herself let out a quiet burp.

"Good girl" Lauren murmurs, "have a small nap for mama, okay? I'm sure you don't want to fall asleep while we're at the park" she says, laying Camila down onto the couch before covering her up with a blanket she kept on the back of the couch.

Camila once again nods in agreement and allows her heavy eyelids to close.

*

A few hours later, the two were in the car and on the way to a park. The picnic was packed along with blankets and drinks and it was safe to say Camila was very very exited.

She was squirming in excitement in the back seat, a wide grin on her face as she looks out of the window at all the passing surroundings.

"Mama?" She asks, reluctantly bringing her attention from the outside to Lauren.

Lauren glances back in the review mirror, "what's up baby?" She says, indicating left.

"Can you...can you push me on the swings?" She asks shyly, nervously bringing her thumb up to her mouth to nibble on the end of it.

"Of course I will angel. You don't have to ask me a question like that again okay?" Lauren replies, sympathy filling her whole body at the thought of how desperate Camila seemed just to get to the park and go on the swings.

At Camila's age, you would have thought she would have been to the park hundreds of times so it was kinda sad to think she hadn't even been once.

Camila grins and once again brings her attention to the outside, a wide grin lingering on her face.

She was going to the park!

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