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Title/Chapter:
Kiss Away the Pain (Epilogue)
Author: amanda: jaclyn’s twin sister
Beta: [livejournal.com profile] mindchnger
Artists: [livejournal.com profile] peculiar_mind / [livejournal.com profile] gargoyles42 /
Fandom: American Idol
Pairing: Adam Lambert / OFC [Luxe]
Rating: G
P.O.V.: First Person, OFC: Luxe
Warning: Overload of FLUFF!
Word Count: 902
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Author’s Note:
Hannah is pronounced Hawn-na. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] scorpio_15 for inspiring this wonderful idea ;D
Summary: Luxe and Adam have been best friends since Hollywood Week, but now that tour rehearsals have begun, Adam is finding out things he'd never know about his friend. Things that no one should have to go through. Can Adam be her Knight in Shining Armor? Or will he be the support Luxe needs to overcome her fears and help herself?







LUXE’S POV
Sunday, May 23, 2010

I slowly wake to the sounds of Adam softly singing Whataya Want From Me to our newborn baby girl. I smile.

Our song. The song about our love. Our love that made this baby.

The rustling of my sheets as I shift in the hospital bed makes Adam look over at me. He smiles and it’s contagious. He stands and walks over to me, placing our darling daughter in my arms. Then he climbs in to the bed with me, curling his arms around the little pink bundle and myself. “How’s little Miss Hannah Lambert doing?” I ask, looking down in to the sleepy face of the newborn.

“Her diaper’s been changed and Daddy was just singing her to sleep,” Adam answers quietly.

I look up at him, biting my bottom lip. “Do you think that’s what Monte is doing? Do you think he’s holding his babies and singing to them?”

Adam sighs and kisses my temple. “I hope so,” he murmurs. “Last I heard they were thinking of putting Atticus in the NICU.”

“That has to suck,” I reply. “I hope he doesn’t have to stay in there long.”

“Me too,” Adam replies. There’s a beat of silence. “How are you feeling, baby?” my fiancé asks.

I sigh. “Still tired,” I tell him. “But extremely happy.” I grin at him. “I’ve waited nine long months for this day to come and now that it’s here, I still feel like I’m dreaming. Like Hann is just a mirage or something. Like at any moment I’ll wake up and only be six weeks pregnant again.”

Adam chuckles quietly. “You’re not dreaming, babe, not at all. I promise you.”

I smile. “You always keep your promises.” Then I lean in to him, kissing him softly. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Adam whispers. He leans down, kissing the head of our little bundle of joy. “And Mama and Daddy love you, baby girl.” As if in reply Hannah sighs, sounding completely content. I snuggle further in to Adam’s embrace, letting his strong arms keep my daughter and me in a circle of protection and love. We sit there silently, just watching our baby sleep and I realize that this is definitely something I could get used to. The dirty diapers, the three am feedings, the crying, it’ll all be worth it for the moments like this where we’re content to just hold each other and be a family that loves each other unconditionally.

I throw a prayer up to the Heavens thanking God for being so generous to me. For making up for all the years of trauma I went through. I thank Him for giving me the strength to get through it and come out on the other side stronger than before. But mostly I thank Him for the wonderful man that is the father of my baby. If it weren’t for him, I don’t know where I’d be in this world right now. He is my rock, my strength, my true love and I know I’m the same for him.

Adam interrupts my thoughts, nuzzling against my cheek. “We’re a real family now,” he murmurs. “An honest to goodness family.”

I nod. “That we are.”

“The only thing that could be more perfect is the day we get married,” the blue-eyed beauty says. “Now we get to start our life together with our baby. The three of us get to take our lives and shape them in to one together. There’s no fitting Hannah in because she gets to be here at the very beginning.”

I smile at my fiancé as an idea pops in to my head. “You know, they have a chapel here in the hospital,” I tell him.

Adam grins, his eyes sparkling. “You want to get married right now?” he asks.

I nod. “Yeah. What you just said about Hann being here for the beginning of our one life together…” I shake my head. “It just makes perfect sense to me. I mean, we already have a marriage license. All we need to do is get married. Monte and Lisa can be our witnesses.” Adam presses his lips to mine in a gentle, romantic kiss.

An hour later we’re saying I Do in the little chapel, our baby nestled in my arms. Monte and Lisa stand off to the side, both of their twins in their arms. Lisa and I can’t stop the tears from falling, our hormones still in overdrive from giving birth. Then the minister pronounces us husband and wife and tells Adam that he can kiss his bride.

Adam leans down to kiss Hannah and then straightens up to kiss me, a gentle peck on the lips. “Our family’s complete now,” I tell my husband quietly.

“It sure is,” he replies, just as quiet. “Today is the first day of the rest of our lives together. All three of us.”

I smile up at him and say, “This was the perfect ending to the perfect day.”

Adam grins. “You know we’ll never be able to celebrate our anniversary since it’s also our little Hannah’s birthday,” he jokes.

I laugh quietly. “I don’t really mind, do you?”

Adam shakes his head with a smile. “As long as we’re all happy nothing else matters.”

“I love you, Husband.”

“I love you too, Wifey.”

And then as they say, we all lived happily ever after. The end

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