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ftcora:

She turned in her spot to watch him, his face never really giving way to a joke. No crack of a laugh, or a smile other than the overjoyed one that graced his lips. Her arms crossed over her torso, her lips twitching in a smile. “Stole my urine.” Which, seemed like the total Fletcher thing to do, she didn’t know why she wanted to question it in the first place. “You’re being serious? A baby? For real? A baby?”

"Baby, we're having a baby!" Fletcher cheered, embracing Cora with a big bear hug as he gave her a toothy grin. His dimples popped out of his cheeks as he pressed his lips against Cora's, chuckling when Leona made yucky noises in his arms. "Baby girl, you're going to be a big sister! Oh man, daddy is so excited to have a new addition to our family!" He smiled, eyes sparkling at Cora as his hands reached out for her flat stomach. "We need to go to the doctor for a check up! Just to make sure my baby boy is growing nice and healthy in there. It's a boy! I already know, I feel it."

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He didn't know why this was happening. He had heard tragic stories from others but this wasn't suppose to happen to them. Not when everything was already slipping out of their fingertips. They had lost more than they had ever imagined in just a short couple of months and everytime things seem to get better, it would just fall back into the dumps. Fletcher didn't know what to do and he didn't know what to say, and worst of all, he didn't know how to explain to his baby Leona that she would no longer be a big sister. The doctor had said that there was nothing they could've done to prevent this from happening. But Fletcher couldn't help but wonder if there was something, anything, he could've done. Maybe if he had been more aware of his wife's needs or maybe if he had worked harder on being a good husband they wouldn't be in this position. Fletcher couldn't help but wondering if their mum was still alive today, would their unborn child be too? But what broke his heart the most was how quiet Cora had been. Most of the time she would just be in bed - barely eating, barely sleeping, barely speaking. She was mourning for two and Fletcher couldn't even imagine how much it must hurt to lose so much in such a short period of time. He could hold her and he beg her to eat, but there was nothing he could do to bring the people she love most back to her. Love is sacrifice. And if Fletcher had to continue to hide in the bathroom at 2am in the morning to grief about this whole situation he would. He didn't mind taking care of Leona and he didn't mind answering phone calls from people he barely knew because true love is sacrifice and Fletcher loves Cora so, so much. If he could trade positions with his unborn child or his mother-in-law, he would in a heartbeat because these people bring so much happiness and hope into Cora's life and all he ever wanted to do in his life was bring Cora happiness. He had to be strong for his wife, because if he wasn't strong then what would happen to their family? So even though all he really wanted to do was crawl in bed with Cora and shut out the world for days, he forced himself to put on a smile for his daughter because she was still young and she was still carefree and she is the only light at the end of the tunnel. Love is sacrifice. And life isn't fair. And that is why Fletcher Grey broke down in the middle of an empty parking lot in front of Whole Foods at 9 pm in the evening. Because losing a baby is like losing a piece of yourself and Fletcher wasn't sure if they would ever find that missing piece ever again.

#{ self para }#ya bye

ftcora:

“Fletch, she just ate.” She huffed, smoothing out her shirt as she crossed the kitchen to where he was tossing their daughter, her giggles almost matching his own. “Babe?” Sighing as she settled Le back in her chair so she could finish up her breakfast without the interruptions. “Babe, is this some joke or something? I mean, great Fletch, you’re hilarious. I’m a little busy for jokes though, got a lot going on.”

"I may or may not have stole some of your urine." Fletcher shrugged, a big smile on his face as he held his baby Leona in his arms. "Someone's gonna be a big sister, huh?" He murmured, pressing kisses onto Leona's face as he gave Cora a big smile. "I know you're busy, but baby, we're having a baby! Gosh, this is so exciting... I can't believe. I'm so happy right now."

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ftcora:

wydfletcher:

Cora watched him, her brows pulling together in confusion - but it wasn’t like this was out of the ordinary. Sometimes he was just in a mood, and she just had to go along with it. That was just how it went. “Alright, Mr. Vauge.” Shaking her head as her attention returned to her daughter, who had completely forgotten about her breakfast at this point, opting to pay more attention to her father. Reaching into his pocket warily, giving him a look before she proceeded. “Oh,” laughing into the back of her hand, giving her husband a strange look. “Did you pee on this? Are you pregnant?”

Fletcher's lips split into a grin as he embraced Cora into a hug, gently lifting her and twirling her around their kitchen floor. "We're pregnant!" He cheered, his face breaking into a big smile as he gathered Leona from her high chair and tossing her in the air. "My baby girl is going to be a big sister!!! I'm so excited. Oh baby. I can't even - I can't believe this is happening! We're pregnant, Cora!!! You're carrying my baby again!"

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ftcora:

“Oh,” She breathed, holding onto the stack of the breakfast she prepared as Fletcher grabbed onto her. “Morning, babe.” She laughed, setting the plate onto the table, placing two pieces onto Leona’s plate before spreading some syrup onto the stack. “Sleep well or something?” She questioned, offering Le her fork, smiling brightly at her. “Daddy’s in a mood, huh?” Looking up at him briefly as Le clapped her tiny little hands excitedly. “There’s some coffee in the pot, I think? I probably left some. Help yourself.”

"I had a great sleep, babe. Hmm, coffee. I'll be needing this for the next nine months." He teased, hinting at his exciting news as he poured himself a cup. "But you'll be switching to tea soon and then when your tummy is making you nausea you'll be switching to ginger ale." He continued, a big smile playing on his face as he wrapped his arms around Cora, stealing a glance at his baby girl who was laughing at her daddy's silly behavior. "Reach into my pocket, honey. I have some exciting news."

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ftcora:

Sighing as she rose from bed, rubbing at her eyes before she checked on Leona and climbed downstairs, making herself a cup of coffee, leaving enough for Fletcher when he finally woke up. She managed to get a few of her emails sorted, some of breakfast done before she heard Leona fussing - it was almost ridiculous how off schedule Leona was, always sleeping when she wasn’t supposed to and being awake when Cora wanted to sleep. Sighing as she went to collect her, pressing plenty of kisses into her hair before she brought her back downstairs so she could continue preparing their meals. “Wanna help mommy, baby girl?” Handing her a cup of apple juice, adjusting her on her hip as she stirred the French Toast mix.

From laying in bed to sitting by the toilet with a pregnancy test in hand, Fletcher was bouncing with excitement to finally confirm his suspicions. Cora had been off for a few weeks now and along with her missed period, Fletcher's gut just told him she was pregnant. When two red lines showed up on the test in hand, he couldn't help but gasp as a huge smile played on his lips. He skipped to the kitchen happily as he wrapped Cora into a bear hug and giggled childishly. "Hey loooove." He greeted cheerfully, pressing a kiss onto her forehead before kissing his baby Leona. "What a beautiful day!"

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ftcora:

Rolling her eyes as he made a beeline for the refreshments table, taking her spot next to him as she looked at the assortments. “They’re not nearly that impressive, not up to your standards.” She mumbled, moving closer to him as she gave the small table a quick glance. “Craft services has nothing on Mr. Grey.” She mumbled before she nodded to his comment. “Of course, or we could just take her to the movie, bring the movie to her. We’ll figure something out.” She sighed, grabbing a water from the side.

"You don't want wine, babe?" He murmured, sipping on a glass in his hand as he placed his hand behind Cora's back. "You're just saying that because you're my wife and you have to like my food or I'll be offended! And people only like me because my wife is famous! Oh, by the way - I wish people would just forget about that health review... I mean it's not an excuse but we were in a really bad place back then." He pouted, holding Cora's hand as he looked around. "Should we head inside and watch the movie?"

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ftcora:

Turning to drape her arms over his shoulders, smiling as she went on about how proud he was of her, and she couldn’t help the small pin of love she felt for him right there. She knew he loved her, and he was proud of her, but the reassurance was everything to her. “I’m having fun, I’m mostly glad filming’s done and most press will be over soon. A little sad a lot of traveling will be going on, especially with everything with mom, but that’s not - not important right now.” She shrugged, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before she nodded. “Yeah, well, me too. One day, though. It’s past her bedtime and this movie is definitely appropriate for her.”

Fletcher pressed a quick kiss to the corner's of Cora's lips before grabbing her hand and tugging her towards the refreshments. "I'm huuuuungry, I need to get some food, babe." He murmured, grabbing a cheese cracker from the table to popping it in his mouth. "I know, I'm excited for what's to come. I wish your mom could come and see how much you accomplished but I know that she's really, really proud of you like I am. We'll get her a copy of the movie when it comes out."

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ftcora:

Finally being ushered passed the few journalists who had collected to get her input on the film that they’d just completed. Pulling Fletcher along close by her, despite the requests of the people around her, she probably couldn’t do this if it wasn’t for her husband beside her posing for pictures or interjecting with a solid answer when she fell short. She probably couldn’t do much without Fletcher, it had gotten to that point. But after posing for the cameras outside for a bit, finally getting inside where it was only the invited, she took a deep breath. Laughing a little as she walked into the event, looking up at Fletch with a grin. “You having fun, baby?”

"You're amazing out there. I love watching you interact in your natural habitat." Fletcher explained, offering a smile as he held onto her hand. Fletcher geniunely enjoyed being out here with Cora and experiencing a part of her world with her. "I hope you're having fun though. This is amazing... you should be proud of yourself, honey, because I'm certainly am. I'm so proud to call you my wife and baby momma. I wish our baby Leona was here. She would be so, so proud of her momma."

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ftcora:

Smiling at her husband, giving his hand a tiny squeeze before she took in a deep breath. Cora was never much good with talking to others like this, she was much better at casual conversations - thinking about answers to ridiculous questions was never her speciality. “Hello,” She smiled in greeting, stepping in front of the little gate pushed up to keep the press and herself separated for some reason. Though, she did made it through gushing about her daughter with occasional answers about her movie, mostly laughing with Fletcher though, because she was actually so happy to have him glued to her side.

Fletcher stood by Cora as she spoke to the people in front of her. Interview after interview, he admired the way his wife would answer the question with so much confident. Fletcher never doubted his baby and her job because he knew that Cora was good at what she does from the start. But seeing her interacting with people who were so interested in her job warmed his heart on so many levels. He offered a smile to the interviewer but his focus was on his wife as he admired her beauty and grace.

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ftcora:

“Well, yeah, but to be fair you’re the only husband I’d like to have.” She smiled, grabbing at his cheeks, pinching at them, laughing at the face he was making. It made her beam at the what he said, nodding her head at him, grinning as he continued. “Thank you, babe, you’re so sweet.” Her hand on his thigh giving it a squeeze. Sighing as she smoothed out the skirt of her dress, looking up at him as he exited the car nodding as she took his arm, smiling up at him. “Yes, baby, let’s get the hard part over with.” Stepping onto the carpet, smiling at the few fans that collected, her management coming up behind her, ushering her towards the few interviewers that were waiting to talk to her. “If you want, you can sit this out? Go inside, get a drink? I know you don’t want to do this.” She added before they’d gotten up to the first one, her hand falling from his forearm to hold his hand.

Fletcher held onto Cora's hand as his eyes wandered to the crowd in front of him. He had never doubted that Cora was a star. He knew that his wife was good at what she was doing and it made his heart melt knowing that so many people admire her for what she does. He held onto Cora's hand as he shook his head lightly. What kind of date would he be if he abandoned his wife for a drink? "I'll stay with you. Don't want to let you go." He murmured, offering her a reassuring smile as his eyes flickered to the interviewers in front of them. "Go get 'em tiger."

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ftcora:

“Well, for the record you’re my favorite husband of all time,” She laughed, resting her hand against his thigh before she rested the back of her head against the seat behind her, turning to the side to look at him, giving him a bright smile. “I’m sure you can get more than an autograph. You have an in with me.” Chuckling at him before her hand gave his a squeeze, “I’m really happy that you’re coming with me, though.” She mumbled, her lips picking up in a smile. “I’m so excited that you’re going to see it and I’m excited to know what you think and I don’t know, babe I’m just happy that you’re here.”

"That's not entirely fair because I'm your only husband." Fletcher pouted, sticking his tongue out at Cora. "I'm excited to see it too, babe. You've been working so hard on this movie, I can't wait to see you in action and everything and then tell everyone that you're my wife." When they arrived, he opened the door and stepped out before holding out his arms for Cora. "Ready?"

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ftcora:

Adjusting her dress in the mirror before she grabbed for his hand, walking out of their room and out of the house downstairs. “Yeah, yeah, well I’ll just cover your eyes when those scenes pop up, I’ll spare you.” She assured, smiling as they made it out of the house, to the town car that she’d got them because she wasn’t really for driving in heels and Fletcher probably would have a few drinks so of course she didn’t want to drive.

Fletcher slipped into the car with Cora as he offered her a smile. "If anyone talks about Corona, just ignore it. Tonight is about you and how sexy you look in that dress." Fletcher murmured, bringing her hand up his lips. "I'm excited to see you in action. You're my favorite actress of all time. Do you reckon I could get an autograph?" He teased, chuckling softly as he glanced over at Cora. She looked so, so beautiful in her dress and Fletcher was so, so in love.

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ftcora:

His suggestion wasn’t all bad, staying home and just devouring him, because he did look so great in a suit - she was always weak for Fletcher in a suit. But, she had to attend, it was her movie and she’d like to see the initial reaction to it. “No, baby,” She smiled, her arms dropping on his shoulders. “We gotta go, we’re late as it is.” Pressing a soft kiss to his lips before she pulled away, moving away to touch up her lipstick real quick, turning back to give him a once over. “You look fantastic though, wouldn’t want to keep you from the rest of the world.”

Fletcher Grey is someone you would always find in a chef jacket, not a suit. He always preferred a pair of comfortable jeans over anything fancy but with a beautiful wife as his date, he had to look his best. Cora looked absolutly stunning in her outfit and Fletcher felt so lucky to be able to call her his. "Alright?" He smiled, reaching over to hold her hand as slipped his phone into his pocket. "I'm excited to see the movie. I hope you're not kissing anyone that's not me."

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ftcora:

“I’m not worried either, babe.” She assured, readjusting Le on her side before she looked over at him with a smile. “Alright, well you need to get ready too, not right now but don’t fill up your plate with to many domestic husband duties all morning, I need you to be well rested and happy.” She sent over her shoulder before she trudged up the stairs, cooing at her daughter before she trailed into the bathroom to prepare her girl for a day with her grandma.

His legs slipped into the pants that Cora had prepared for him as he looked into the mirror. He turned his body to his wife as he watched her adjust his tie. "Do I look handsome?" He murmured, leaning down to press his lips against her and distracting her from her tasks. "Because you look really hot and we can just make sweet love here and ditch the event."

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ftcora:

Moving Leona from her chair into her lap after a second, looking up at her husband with a look, shaking her head at him. “Of course I want you with me, babe. It’s the premier. There’s no one I’d rather be with, Fletch?” Scoffing a little, trying to adjust the squirming little girl in her lap, trying her best to try and get her to calm down. “Come on, I want you to go and walk the red carpet and ignore every question about Corona because that’s nobodies business, and I want to celebrate with you, that’s what I want. It’ll be fine, you’ll be fine.” She nodded, taking a breath before she stood, holding onto Le before she shuffled over to Fletch giving him a soft kiss. “I’m going to give her a bath. Think you can handle the dishes?”

"I'm not worried about me. I just don't want the attention to be taken off you. You've been working so hard on this movie and it just wouldn't be fair if I took away the limelight." Fletcher sighed, pressing a kiss onto Cora's forehead as offered her a small smile. "Alright. I'll go and we'll be okay, yeah? I'm sorry, I sounded like a jerk. Of course I want to go support you and your movie - you've been so excited about it. I just didn't want to pressure you into anything you don't want to do. And of course, babe. I'll do the dishes. You go do whatever you actresses do and I'll be the domestic husband for the next few hours."

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ftcora:

“I wasn’t arguing, Fletch.” She shrugged, her attention falling back on Leona who had no clue what was going on around her as she pushed around the few blueberries Cora had dropped into her bowl earlier. “No one was screaming, Fletch.” She sighed, looking up at him as he gave her a kiss, her eyebrows pulled in with confusion on her face before she just nodded, finding it better to just agree with him than try and give him more reason. “Yeah, sure, later.” She nodded, reaching over to wipe at Le’s mouth as she finished up her juice, looking over to give Fletcher a smile.

"Okay, whatever you say babe." Fletcher sighed, flipping through the junk mail on the counter. "You sure you want to bring me tonight?" He asked, murmuring softly as he glanced at Cora from his spot on the counter. "I don't want... my negative attention to affect your time to shine. People are bound to talk about what's going on with Corona." Fletcher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Plus, you know I wouldn't mind. I'll probably just finish my book and wait for you to come home." In all honestly, he wouldn't be upset if Cora decided to find another date to save herself from trouble. People were going to talk about the closing of his restaurant, whether he liked it or not. He just didn't want it to interfer with someone so important to his wife.

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