All I Want - Sequel

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A/N: hi my babies, I'm trying out a new format since people have been complaining abt not being able to comment on each paragraph. Just letting you know it will look different!

My hands shake as I button up my top. Tom and I are meeting with our lawyer today to talk about the case against Derek. I didn't want to go through with all of this, but I'll never feel safe until I know that he can never try to hurt me again. It just feels like every time things start to calm down, it turns into pure chaos again. My hand rests over my stomach, and I take a deep breath. I can't be getting so stressed out all the time. It won't be healthy for the baby.

"It's okay sweetheart, it'll all be over before you know it." Tom says as he kisses my temple, his gaze connecting to mine in the mirror.
"I just want all of this to be behind me." I sigh.
"And it will be. I promise."
We go out to the car, and he starts driving us to the lawyers office.

As he drives to the office, my phone begins to ring and I answer it.
"Hello?" I say.
"Hi Amelia, it's the clinic. Just wanted to let you know your pregnancy test came back and it's confirmed. You are pregnant."
Oh my god.. I mean I knew I was pregnant but just to hear it from a doctor, just to know it's actually happening and is real.. it's everything I hoped for.
"Thank you so much!"
Tom looks over to me with a big smile after hearing what the doctor said. This is it, we're finally on path for having a mini us. I hope they have his hair.. and his smile.. and just everything about him because I adore him.

That one moment of happiness fades though as we pull up to our lawyers office. We have worked with Jaylin for years now but this is so different. I'm nervous of her approach to handling this. I want to be involved as little as possible. Courts give me anxiety, especially after my father left and tried to get custody over Noah and I. That was a mess, and I never want to feel the anxiety I felt back then ever again.

"You guys shouldn't be too concerned. It's a very straight forward case. You have the tapes from that day in your office, and I reached out to the psyc ward to get their tapes if they have any." She explains.
"I don't want him to be able to even go near her once he gets out of jail." Tom says.
"And he won't. I'll take care of this." Jaylin promises.
"I want to keep Lia out of the court room as much as possible please." Tom says.
"I'll do what I can." She assures us.
I just need to remember, when this is all over I will never have to see Dereks psychotic face again. There will be an end to this. I just need to be patient.

We leave the office, and I give Tom a confused face as he drives in the opposite direction of work.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"Home." He smiles.
"Why? I have a video call with my people down in Florida! I need to see the last touches on the resort." I try to explain.
"You will get to see them tomorrow, but today we need to go home and pack."
I look to him, completely lost. I have the trip planned for next weekend, he must be confused.
"I pushed the trip up, and Haz and Stass are coming too."
I squeal happily, bringing a smile to his face. This project is my baby, and I finally get to see it in person. I can't believe it's finally happening. My years of hard work and frustration have all led to this. My very first resort. I couldn't have done it without Tom.
"I fucking love you." I say.
"I fucking love you too." He laughs.

We get home, and I happily begin to pack. It will be so much fun staying in the resort before it opens, we will be the first guests! Although we won't get the perks of massages or room service because staff isn't hired yet, but still. It will be fun. Stass and I will definitely room together and leave Tom and Haz to their lonesome. Tom will disapprove because the boy can't stand sleeping without me but oh well. He can cuddle Harrison.

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I come back inside after taking Tessa on a little stroll outside. She quickly runs over to her food bowl to eat the dinner Tom put out for her, and I look around the still too big for my comfort house, trying to find my husband. I swear this place is like a maze sometimes. It will feel better though when we have a little one here. It always feels so much more homey when Evangeline comes to stay the night.

I walk into the room, and see Tom sitting there on the edge of the bed, tears falling from his eyes. A panic sets in me, he never cries. Ever. I push away my panic, and I quickly walk over to sit at his side.
"What's wrong?" I ask, pushing his messy curls back from his face to get a better look at his bloodshot eyes.
"I was just thinking about everything.." he starts. "I almost lost you.. twice. Then I started thinking about what I would have done if something had happened to you and I just- I can't imagine a life without you and it fucking terrifies me that I came so close to loosing you.."
I wrap my arms around him, holding him tightly. My hand runs over his back soothingly and I kiss his head. He doesn't cry, but when he does it absolutely breaks my heart into a million and one pieces.
"Tommy, nothing bad is going to happen to me now. You're not going to loose me. I promise." I try.
"I know.. it just.. kind of hit me is all." He mumbles.
"It's okay to cry baby.. it's okay." I assure him, trying so hard to bring him the comfort that he brings me every time I get upset.
"Never leave me.." he says.
"I don't plan on it."

I lay back on the bed, pulling him to rest his head in my neck. My fingers play with his curls, and I just watch him as he rests. These past few weeks haven't just been traumatizing to me. They've been traumatizing to him too. On top of all of that he had to be the strong one and take care of everything so that I could fall apart. It's built up in him and now it's coming out. I just want him to realize how much I appreciate him, and that he doesn't have to always hold it in for my sake.

"Are you asleep?" I whisper to the boy.
"No." He whispers back.
"You look really cute like this." I mumble and I can see the corner of his lips curve upward. He acts like he's not a soft boy but he is, and he loves compliments.
"Do I? How cute? On a scale of one to ten." He prompts which makes me giggle.
"Ten thousand." I answer.
He leans back to look at me, eyes wide with amusement.
"That's a very big number. I must be dashing!" He exclaims.
"You're alright." I tease.
"Please, I am Prince Charming! I'm a catch!" He insists and I laugh loudly at his silly attitude.
"I love that laugh." He now says genuinely. "What I love even more is that I made it happen."
He pecks my lips, and lays his head back in the crook of my neck so we can fall asleep in each other's arms.

A/N: okay so did we like the new format? Yes/no? Just trying to apply the changes requested by you guys💗