PITY PARTY

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CHAPTER 83
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The front door closed and Steve walks in looking very stressed. "Hey, you're sleeping on the.."

He narrows his eyes on me and approaches me laying his head on my lap. He grabs my hand and plops it on his head of blond hair.

I run my fingers through his hair and he sighs. "We turned Scott into a baby"

"You pushed time through Scott instead of pushing Scott through time" I mention pecking his forehead.

"It would be nice to have you there you know?" He says keeping his eyes closed.

"I don't agree with your plans and going through time is a little unethical don't you think?" I ask while caressing his face.

"I think being unethical is not making an effort to say billions of lives" he says. "I understand you don't want to risk it"

"I'm...yes, I don't want to infringe on the life I live now" I confess "I've never felt as fulfilled as I do now"

"What about all the other people who feel empty?" Steve asks.

"I...I don't...I know what that's like" I say struggling to find the words. "I don't want to lose what I've earned"

"Neither do I honey" he says softly sighing. "That's why if the time comes you take our kids and run"

My face contorts into confusion. Steve bright blue eyes shoot open. "R..run?"

He gets up from my lap and drags me toward him so I'm facing him. He cups my face in his abnormally larger hands. "Run, hide, fight. I don't want my family to get in the middle of everything. You were right at the dinner"

"Dragging my family along for the fight. Is going end up costing me" Steve says. "Promise me"

"You'll protect yourself and the twins" he says boring his bright blues into my own.

"Steve if you're going to fight, I'm fighting with yo..."

"No" he says cutting me off harshly. "Promise me on your cheese itz you'll run away from the havoc that's coming"

"That's a lot of commitment" I say think about my stash of cheese itz in the bunker.

"I promise" I say reluctantly. He presses his lips onto my own briefly and hugs me.

"Good" he breaths out. "I love you"

"I love you too dummy" I say patting his big ol head.

"Ma i lost Sara in the bathroom" James says from the corner of the room; covered in water from head to toe with a bunch of bubble on his pants.

"MAAAAAMAAA" I hear Sara yell horror lacing her voice. I quickly sprint to the bathroom Steve right behind me.

My poor kid is in the tub full of bubble and it's overflowing with water. The whole bathroom is cover in bubbles. I start to separate the bubbles frantically.

I see a little curl and my hands grab her yanking her out of the water. I wipe the bubbles from her face and her big brown eyes are watering with tears.

Steve behind me turning the tub off because it's all flooding the bathroom.

"JAMES AGENT PHILL ROGERS" I say angrily. "What were you thinking?!"

"I dropped the gallon of bubble solution in the tub" he says raising his hands up defensively. "It was too heavy for me"

"Next thing I knew Sara was eaten by the bubble monster" he says taunting her.

Sara sobs more into my shoulder at the mention of the bubble monster.

"Hey, knock it off" Steve says to James. "Apologize"

"It wasn't my fault!" James says frowning.

"Yes it was. Do it now" Steve says strictly.

"I'm sorry my beloved sister" he says sarcastically. Steve narrows his eyes on him. "Sorry I scared you. If it makes you feel better I was very scared for you too"

"It's okay" Sara mumbles. My poor innocent angel and sweet little demon.

"Just for that, you and your Father are going to clean this up" I say grabbing a towel from the drawer. I wrap Sara in it carefully.

Instantly I hear similar complains erupt from both their mouths. "Ah ah ah no complains in this house. I'm upset with both of you"

"That's not fair momma. What if the bubble monster get me?" James says acting terrified.

"Then tell him to play with you and your dad. Sara and I are having a girls night" I say will kissing her bright red cheek.

"What about a family night?" Steve says sheepishly.

"Not gonna work boys. I've spoken and i said clean it" I say narrowing my eyes playfully at the end.

"Momma is very mean!" James says upset.

"I'm not being mean right now. I'm teaching you a very important concept" I say while putting Sarah down. I point to her room and she waddles over there wrapped in a towel.

I kneel down to James' eye level and grab his little shoulders. "You only think im being mean because you're upset. Why don't you and your dad clean this all up and we can watch a movie tomorrow"

James shuffles on his feet and nods. "Sorry momma"

"It's alright jam." I say kissing his cheek. I stand back up and Pat Steve's cheek with my hand. "That goes for you too"

"Yeah ok doll, Come on James, this is going to take a little while" Steve says handing him a rag.

I smile and make my way toward Sarah's room.

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