A/N: Here it is you guys! I know it’s been a long wait, but I have finally written chapter 6 to Child of Love. I love the support I have been getting for this fic, and I want to thank all of you!
This fic is also on AO3 if you would prefer to read or comment there. All the chapters are in one place so it’s easier to go back and reread if you need to.
There is a bit of a time jump, which will probably be happening quite a bit from here on out.
Carrie was sitting in the passenger seat of the car, head against the frame of the car as she watched the scenery go by. The sun was just beginning to rise, and the colors held her attention. She thought about the beauty of the day, and how she had hardly slept.
She was excited for the family day out they had planned and to see her daughter get to enjoy the day somewhere that had been bringing Carrie much joy.
She felt Harrison gently place a hand palm up on her left thigh. She looked down at the large, rough, calloused hand briefly before placing her smaller, softer hand in it, lacing their fingers together, giving his a gentle squeeze.
She looked over at him and saw his eyes flicker momentarily to her then back towards the road.
“I love you.” Harrison told her out of the blue. His voice was soft; caring.
“I love you too.” She responded, her voice a mere whisper. She then looked at their three year old, sleeping peacefully in the back seat.
They left Gary with Debbie for the day, despite Carrie’s attempts to smuggle him into the car. There was something about that dog that made Carrie feel at ease when she couldn’t quite ground herself. Harrison understood, but remained firm that Disneyland was not the place for him. He would become overexcited and one of them would have to stay with him off the rides at all times.
The small family pulled into the parking lot and found a spot with little trouble. They made their way to the gate with relatively no hassles as well. People were kind enough to leave them alone and let them get into the park.
Harrison would have been the first to admit that he was concerned about how their day out was going to go and if people would stop them every five seconds.
They made their way towards the ride’s that Carys could go on. She was excited and talking her little head off about all the characters she was seeing. She wanted pictures with the princesses and Mickey and Minnie and their friends.
Lunch rolled around and Harrison allowed himself one day of eating poorly. He was getting his body back in shape to film the third Indiana Jones movie, but he figured one day wouldn’t kill him.
They spent the day laughing and having a ball. They chose to go on one final ride for the day.
Harrison squatted down to Carys, and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Sweetie, we have time for one more ride. What do you want?” he asked gently.
Carys placed her hand on her chin, a habit she had picked up from watching the adults. She looked at the options around her, and Harrison watched her eyes widen as she found the perfect one. She pointed and he followed to where her gaze had landed. “Cup-cups! Cup-cups!” She squealed pointing to the spinning teacups.
“Alright sweetie, we’ll go on the cup-cups.” Harrison’s stomach was telling him that wasn’t such a good idea, but he was going to make his daughter happy.
Carys held onto both Carrie and Harrison’s hand and the three of them walked over to the ride together. Once they got in line, Carrie picked up her daughter, and the two of them began having a conversation that Harrison could only understand every third word of.
The line was moving slower than molasses on in the middle of winter, so Harrison took the opportunity to watch his two favorite ladies. Carys was nearly a spitting image of her mother save for his hazel eyes instead of Carrie’s chocolate brown eyes. She also had Harrison’s height, which Carrie was grateful for.
They finally reached the front of the line for the teacups, and the three of them were able to get into one. Harrison made the cup spin pretty fast, and Carys was laughing her head off with her high-pitched screaming laugh.
“Dizzy daddy! Dizzy!” She chanted. Carys clapped as the ride came to an end, and the three of them laughed. As they were being let out, Carys stood on the bench and held her hands up towards the sky, silently asking for Harrison to carry her. Harrison picked her up, but his balance was a little off and before he knew it, it was tumbling down with Carys in his arms. His first instinct was to make sure she didn’t get hurt.
Harrison instinctively cradled her head in his hand and rolled his body towards the side, causing him to land on his hip and ribs, effectively knocking the air out of him. He rolled on his back and laid there as Carrie kneeled down next to them.
“Are you two okay?” Carrie panicked slightly, knowing he landed hard.
“Okay mommy.” Carys told her, and then looked down at Harrison. “Daddy okay?” Harrison laid there for a moment, trying to catch the breath back into his lungs, but breathing hurt. He knew there was a very good chance he cracked a rib.
“Daddy’s alright Princess.” He told her, then looked at Carrie, his eyes conveying he was in pain.
Carrie pulled Carys to her side, and then gently helped Harrison up. He was having issues walking because he hurt, but he wasn’t going to let Carys see it.
They got her home and put down for a nap, and Carrie called Debbie, asking her to bring Gary home and to watch Carys while she took Harrison to the ER.
Debbie was more than happy to do so. Harrison sat in the living room in pain, knowing George and Stephen were going to be furious. He was supposed to start shooting the new Indiana Jones in a month and he couldn’t do any strenuous activity for 6-8 weeks, let alone be in shape.
Three hours later, Harrison and Carrie were back at the house. Harrison’s ribs were wrapped, Carys could tell her father was hurt. She walked over to him, and gently touched his leg.
“Daddy owwy?” Carys asked, tears in her eyes.
Carrie kneeled down to her daughter, and looked her in the eyes. “Daddy, does have an owwy, so we need to be careful of his side and Daddy can’t pick you up right now, but you can still hug and kiss him and I think he would like that.” Carrie picked up her daughter, and lifted her towards her husband.
Carys wrapped her little arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Feel better daddy.”
Harrison smiled at his daughter “Thank you My Little Princess” Carys wiggled out of her mother’s arms and went back to playing with her toys as Carrie helped Harrison upstairs to their bedroom. His pain meds would be kicking in soon.
He laid down on the bed, and soon Carys entered the room and climbed onto the bed. She got on his good side and curled up under his arm. Carrie put a movie on as she went to go make something for dinner.
When she came up half an hour later, they had both fallen fast asleep with Harrison’s arm just as it had been earlier that day.
Safely protecting his little girl from any harm.
2087
gummygunk
kianamaiart
origamiaround
stormborns
gracieabrams
