Second Chances

Chapter 3- Coming to Terms

The next few weeks passed and Fiona had kept this little growing secret to herself. It hadn't been a walk in the park, but she was so excited to have this second chance with her Axeman. She just hope he was happy about this. The thought of having another child had come as quite the shock, but it was growing on her.

You could really begin to see her bump grow, and she was trying her hardest to keep it covered so Joe didn't ask questions. Lately, it felt like she was growing a little faster than she thought. Things were going to be different this time, very different since they were pretty much confined to a cabin.

Fiona tried her hardest to keep herself sane, but it was difficult. Living immortally, was a blessing and a curse. On one hand, her body wasn't ravaged with cancer and she wasn't aging. Time seemed to stand still and she was able to not have the weight of the world on her shoulders anymore like she once did as a Supreme.

Instead, she was living out her days at a rather nice cabin, trying to start her life over from the beginning and doing it all again. There was a lot to learn about being a housewife. Fiona Goode really didn't fit the mold as a traditional housewife, and it took a lot of trying on her part, but at the end of the day- having a soul and being able to feel emotion was all that mattered. Joe and their growing child made her nearly burst at the seams with happiness, something

Fiona never understood before- unless it involved seeking revenge on someone or being able to travel all over the world and have powers. Part of her missed her powers, but she really liked the freedom of experiencing a different kind of life, and that's just what she was getting.

One particular morning, Fiona awoke to the nausea worse than it had been the past two weeks before. She hadn't even opened her eyes, but she knew what was to come.

She rolled on her side and felt Joe's arms wrap around her and smiled. Her axeman was gentle. She had softened him up. She snuggled deeper into him and dreamed about how much their life was going to change in a few months. There were many more changes headed her way, but she approached life a day at a time.

As soon as the sickness reared its ugly head, she hurriedly went for their bathroom and got sick like she did every morning. She wiped her mouth and brushed her teeth and looked over to find Joe standing in the doorway, a look of concern on his face.

He had heard her get sick nearly every morning. She tried to hide it- but it had been two weeks, so he couldn't keep his distance any longer. She figured he knew.

She went right to his arms and laid her head against his chest as he gently swayed their bodies back and forth. He could feel her relax as he gently rubbed his hand down her back.

" You gonna tell me what's wrong, babydoll?" he asked as he kissed her head.

" I'm fine- just a bug..." she mumbled as she shut her eyes again, but Joe wasn't buying that it was ' just a bug'. He figured it wasn't cancer, because other than getting sick, she was the picture of good health.

" Why don't I believe you?" He whispered into her ear sending shivers down her spine. " That's your choice, loverboy." She smirked. Two could play at this game.

She looked up at him and smiled as he kissed her deeply and lovingly, every inch of her body tingled with desire. Fiona melted under him- even when they fought ( which had been happening a lot more), their makeup sessions usually included makeup sex.

Joe carried her right back to bed. " I'll make us something to eat." he replied kissing her once more.

Fiona nodded and snuggled back into his spot and curled up and spent a lot of time in deep thought.

She was really missing her daughter, she hoped she was doing well and was happy. Delia had been on her mind quite a bit recently and she wished she could see her just one last time.

Fiona dozed off and awoke to Joe gently setting a tray on her lap with tea and toast. She smiled and ate her food slowly. Joe took a seat at the end of the bed so he could stare at her. She looked so radiant this morning, not just from the light shining into their bedroom. She was really glowing and it made him horny for her. He always wanted her. He craved her.

" Babydoll, I love you more than jazz." He smiled.

Fiona blushed and giggled. He never stopped telling her how beautiful she was, even when her hair was falling out and she was dying. He told her.

" You're really glowing." he added.

" Do you know why?" she asked after she had taken her final bite of toast. " Great sex?" he smirked.

" Of course, but also because of something else..." She shot back hoping he'd take the hint. She couldn't wipe the grin off her face even if she wanted too. She had to just tell him- he was bound to find out eventually.

" Tell me, babe." He said as he climbed back up into their bed. He grabbed her and kissed her.

" Well, we are... I am pregnant." she finally just said it.

Damn, did I really just tell him like this?

She could feel him pull away slightly. He tilted her face up to his with his big strong hands. " What did you say?" he raised a brow.

" I said- we are going to be parents." Fiona replied as she studied his blank face. She slid her hand right to the growing curve of her stomach and kept it there, almost protecting the life inside. She looked down, too afraid to look up.

She nearly missed the look of shock and excitement that had crossed the Axeman's face. She felt him slide a hand ever so gently to where her hand was laying.

" I love you." he said as he bent down eye-level with her stomach.

Fiona let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding. She ran her hands through his hair and kissed his temple. " You're happy?" She finally look at him.

" Are you kidding? Ever since I laid my eyes on you, babydoll, I've been in love with you. From the time you were 8 to now. I haven't stopped caring about you. I hope we have a little girl who is just as beautiful as you are." his deep raspy voice replied, smiling up at her.

" You and baby are stuck with me forever, I love you both too much to let you go..." he said.

Fiona pulled his face close for a kiss. She was so glad he was happy about it all. She was surprised, but so thankful.

The Axeman had really softened up- he wanted to trade his former life of violence and murdering for something more fulfilling. Killing wasn't doing it for him anymore. Music was satisfying, but it didn't feel the void. When he met Fiona Goode in the bar that night, he knew they were two lost souls in search of something deeper and more passionate.

They both were longing for real true love- something that was hard to come by. He had known everything about her, what she did morning and night, and where her life was headed. He heard her wish and came answering. He wanted a new life, and he wanted his new life with Fiona in it, even though she had used him.

She had been afraid of loving, and being loved. Her whole life she didn't know what that felt like, and attempted to mask her desires with shopping, power, and being that baddest witch on the block. He was happy to end up in 'her own personal hell' as she put it with her.

They had begun to see things in a new way, taking their relationship slowly since they had all of eternity to figure things out.

Little did they know, this product of their love would change their destiny...

TBC.......