Ezra

The day Vincent and I brought Maeve home was the scariest day of my life.

And I'd been in some pretty scary situations, I mean, my own father was shot and killed inches away from me.

But bringing Maeve home? Terrifying.

We got to the entrance of the door, and all I could think was "What the actual fuck do we do now?"

I looked over at Vincent who was holding the car seat and the hospital bags as he smiled down at me. The hospital told me I couldn't hold anything over 15 pounds for six weeks, so Vincent insisted on carrying everything, which didn't bother me because I hate doing manual labor.

And loved watching him do it

"Hi mama." He winked at me, and I put my key in the door. As soon as we walked in the door, Barbie came running up to us, "Hi my Barbie girl." I greeted her while kneeling to the ground, and Vincent put the carseat on the floor next to me.

I lifted Barbie up so she could see her, "Maeve this is your big sister Barbie, you'll love her very much." I confirmed, and I saw Vince wipe his face from the corner of my eye, and looked up to see Vincent was actually tearing up.

oh my god, is he-?

"Vince, what's wrong?" I asked him as I tried to stand up, but I was still a little sore so he had to help me, "I just love all five of my beautiful girls." He wiped his tears, and he wrapped his sturdy arms around me, pulling me close.

"Five?" I questioned, and Vince nodded, "My original girls." He told me like I was stupid, and I scoffed playfully, "Yeah, how dare I forget about them."

He held my face in the palms of his hands, "But seriously, thank you very much for giving me a family, sweet girl, without you, I'd be nothing," He told me, and I laid my chin on his chest, "Thank you for taking care of me," I told him, "I don't know where I'd be without you, Vince."

I mean, If Vincent and I didn't get married what could've happened? Where would I be, or who would I be with? I figured I shouldn't dwell too much on the unknown, and focused back on my little family.

After a few minutes we got settled in, taking Maeve out of her seat and unpacking our bags. As the day went on it got a little less scary. We had gotten into a decent routine at the hospital; I would feed Maeve, leaving Vincent to do pretty much everything else.

Vincent knew he couldn't actually feed her, but that didn't keep him from helping her latch when she was having trouble, changing almost all the diapers, and making sure I had snacks and ice water while feeding her.

He also knew I was still pretty sore, so he did most the walking around with her. He was such a big help, and it made me want a million more babies with him. Which was probably his plan all along.

A few hours after we had gotten home from the hospital, we were sitting in the media room and Vincent was doing skin to skin with the baby while I tried to pick a movie, then settled on the sandlot.

A few minutes in I heard Vincent's phone ring and he shifted Maeve around in his hands, moving to get his phone. He listened to the person on the other side for a minute, and spoke out, "Yeah, hold on I'll be right there."

Lol he's funny if he thinks he's leaving, I don't care if someone's dead, he's staying here.

"You're not leaving." I told him and he smiled at me, "I know baby, Carlton just asked me to come to the door because he has an update on some shipments. I'll be right back."

I nodded my head, "Want me to take the baby?"

"No it's fine, she's gotta get used to it anyways, it's all hers eventually." He smiled down at the little brown haired girl lying on his thick chest.

"She's got about twenty years for that." I giggled, and he rolled his eyes and made his way to the front door, and I went to the kitchen to get some Oreos and milk.

As I was passing by the foyer, I heard Carlton's annoying ass voice, "Aw dude, she's got you on babysitting duty? Tough break."

Oh rest in peace my guy.

I could only imagine Vincent's face, and it caused me to laugh an evil laugh, "It's not fucking babysitting when it's your own goddamn kid, you dumbass, now get the fuck out of my face." He demanded, and shut the door.

Vincent turned around and saw me standing off to the side, and shook his head, "Carlton's lucky he still has his teeth in his face."

"Yes, you're so very kind," I chuckled, holding my hands out to take Maeve who was ready to be fed, "Grab me some Oreos from the kitchen please." I asked, and he nodded his head.

I took her to the media room and tried to get her to latch, and after a few tries she finally did. Vincent walked in a couple seconds later with the Oreos and milk, and I turned to movie back on. My hands were a little occupied so Vincent dipped the cookies in the milk, and fed them to me. When I was done feeding her, I passed her back to Vincent who laid her on his chest, and started burping her. I snuggled into his side, and soon fell asleep.

Vincent

After a few days of being home, I finally relented and let Donnie and Lucas come over. Ezra was very excited to see Donnie, and for Maeve to meet Carter, but they left him with the nanny.

"Oh my god, she looks just like Vincent!" Donnie cheered, holding Maeve up next to me to compare, "Like Ezra, I'm sorry girl but is this even your baby? Looks like Vincent pooped her out."

I let out a laugh, and Ezra scoffed, "Yeah it's not fair, I literally grew her inside of me for nine months, and she has the audacity to look like Vincent 2.0!" She rolled her eyes, "They even have the same hair color!"

Donnie and Lucas chuckled, "Oh god, I forgot how much I miss having a tiny one around! Don't even start me on the new baby smell." He groaned, sniffing Maeves' head for the fifth time, "They should bottle that shit."

"Oh god I'd buy it in a heartbeat." Ezra confirmed. Donnie shook his head, "I just can't believe my Carter is almost one, we need another one." He looked at Lucas who just nodded his head.

"Yeah it's weird actually, and you should totally have another baby, you're such good dads and there is plenty of babies out there waiting for good homes."

"Don't get him started." Lucas chuckled, "It's all I've been hearing about for days."

Donnie swatted Lucas's arm, "Well we thought about doing a surrogate, y'know mix our sperm together and insert it into someone, that way we wouldn't know who the biological dad is," Donnie chuckled, "But I mean with Lucas's dark skin we'd figure it out eventually."

"That actually sounds like a good idea, I mean, just get a surrogate!" Ezra cheered, and I nodded my head in agreement.

Donnie went to respond, but got distracted when Ezra moved her hand. He stood up and walked over to Ezra who was sitting on my lap, "Vincent you didn't!"

Ezra furrowed her brows in confusion, and I asked, "What?"

"You got new jewelry you lucky bitch!" He examined her new rings, "Vince got it for me as a push present, aren't they the cutest!?" She squealed, and it made me smile as I kissed her forehead.

"Oh my god I want to be you!" He groaned, and I gave her a little squeeze.

Donnie and Lucas left after about an hour, and Ezra began to feed Maeve. After I made sure she was latched and had everything she needed, I took a quick shower.

After I stepped out and got dressed, I walked into the room and saw Ezra, Barbie and Maeve cuddled on the bed, taking a nap. I couldn't help but take a quick picture, and immediately changed it to my phones background.

I slipped into the bed with them, and I just kept thinking one thing; I really do love my girls.

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