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Note: I was forced to write this chapter in 3rd person, because the story would of not been able to add the new character and advance the story without putting it temporarily in 3rd person.

Eddie and his darling are doing well, very well. Eddie got the job, his wife is living comfortably and loved at home.

What could go wrong?

Eddie walked through the doors of his new place of employment, the bell ringing was loud in the quiet room. He looked around nervously, clutching his hand into a fist to let off some anxious energy. In the far corner of the room, a lanky man with dark brown hair walked in after hearing the bell.

“Welcome! Have you ever done a job similar to this before, Mr. Gluskin?" The man eased his way over to Eddie.

Eddie's heart raced. It is just them in this small tailor shop. His lover isn't with him to go through this with him for the first time again, his palms begin sweating.

Eddie cleared his throat. “I have done this same occupation a long time ago." He looks away and stares at a wall, thinking of the memories from before Mount Massive Asylum and meeting the love of his life. “I did quite well at it. Just…took a short break, that's all."

“That is good to hear, Mr. Gluskin. Since you already know the ins and outs of this stuff, you won't need much training. I trust your judgement. Oh, I feel I forgot to tell you my name. I am Damion Rogers. I am the manager of this store."

Damion had a somewhat menacing face on him, hiding behind a smile. Eddie could see through it. Best to be cautious. He and his family are living on the quiet side for now anyway, evading Murkoff from finding them. Murkoff isn't actively pursuing them so attention doesn't arise to the company instead, but it's better for the crew to lay low because of stealing a mansion… To the rest of the world, they are dead. Only Eddie's wife's family knows they are alive, and they definitely don't know he is a convicted murderer.

What is it that makes Eddie feel so uneasy about this Damion guy?

“Thank you. I can get right to work now, if you'd like."

Damion gave a subtle wink. “Of course, I would love for you to. I can show you to your workspace. Come with me."

That is what is giving Eddie that strange feeling. A wink? Eddie tensed up, trying desperately to hide his disgust. He followed him into the back room where Damion first appeared. The back room was somewhat cluttered, sewing supplies and machinery filled it.

“You can have this corner." Damion said, pointing to the back left. The spot was cluttered as well, but at least it had a window.

Eddie clocked in and got to work on repairing some ripped clothing. He wondered where the other staff was…why is it just them? Damion wasn't the one who spoke to Eddie in the interview. A feeling that something isn't right loomed over Eddie as he worked, but he tried to ignore it knowing he would let his darling down if he got fired or got all of them caught.

Avoiding looking at Damion working at another desk in the room, Eddie kept his head low to only see what he had to stitch. His hands were slightly shaky, but after stitching for five minutes, his muscle memory came back strong.

A few hours of ignoring Damien was making Eddie tense the whole time, until his cell phone buzzed. Damien didn't hear it, so Eddie took it out of his pocket and looked at the screen.

“I miss you. How is it going? <3"

It's her. The chill Eddie had from being alone in a room with someone else that isn't his darling became a warmth. His heart fluttered. He felt his face get hot. He adjusted his chair to turn his back to Damien so he wouldn't see him like this.

Eddie typed back, “I love you. I must be honest darling, the manager is weird."

“How so? You okay?"

“I think so. I don't want to worry you. He is alone with me, and he is strange…it is as if he knows me already with how talks to me, as if we have been buddies for a long time. He is far too comfortable with me, but I can't complain, I got the job and they hired me, so…"

“Weird. What has he done?"

“I don't know if I am just seeing things, but I swear he winked at me earlier…I must go, he is probably going to realize I am chatting it up with you. Bye for now, I love you, darling."

He ruffled his hair around anxiously, and put the phone face down on his work desk.

“Everything alright over there?" Damien said from across the room.

“Yep." Eddie wishes he was at home with her instead of this…

As he finished up the rest of his shift fantasizing about her, he realized it was dark outside now. Staring out the window made him think of her, alone during the night, in the dark, vulnerable… He knows Arthur and Trager are (mostly) safe, it still worries him anyway. Being away from her for so long and over a mile distance away worried him. Anything could happen to her while he is gone, another intruder, a fire, an accident…

Miscarriage.

His veins ran cold just thinking about it. Realizing this, even with it being just an intrusive thought but a valid worry, he quickly gathered his things and speed walked to the clock-in paper to log for the day.

"You seem in a hurry, am I really that bad?" Damien said, appearing behind him seemingly out of nowhere.

Eddie nearly slammed the pen he held down onto the table. “No. I just need to go. Stuff to take care of."

“Alrighty, Mr. Gluskin." Damien came closer, within his personal space. “Have a good night, Mr. Gluskin." Damien's breath was nearly down his back.

Eddie shrugged away from him and quickly headed for the front door. “Yeah, same to you."

He got in his red Cadillac and sat beside himself for a moment, hands on the steering wheel. There is something weird with this, but he can't put a finger on why. Is it because he is away from his wife for so long? Is it because he isn't fond of most men? Is it because he is scared of what could happen if he isn't there to protect her?

He tries to get the image of something going wrong out of his mind, but after everything they have been through, it is hard to not think the worst. They have their first pregnancy check up coming up soon, nothing will go wrong, he knows she has a strong body that has survived horrific conditions, but the check up will clear his mind of any fears.

He starts the engine and drives off, speeding slightly, the need to be home with her is overbearing.

He arrives home, she waits at the door for him, welcoming him into her arms. At last, back in his warm, beautiful, perfect home with his beautiful wife. As they hugged, he pushed his stomach into hers, attempting to be as close as physically possible to his child.

“God, I missed you." Eddie huffed.

She smiled, giggling and digging her face into his chest.

He bent down to greet their baby, “How is our little one doing?" He playfully patted her tiny bump.

She started blushing. “Very good, they missed you. Trager ordered pizza for dinner, it is warm and set up at the table! We have to celebrate your first day back at work!"

She knew something was up with his employer. Can't let on that she is suspicious yet.

The crew gathered at the dining room table, Eddie in the center.

Trager passed by his chair with a plate of pizza and patted his back. “Good job, buddy. Wanna drink?"

Eddie looked at his darling next to him for a gesture of approval, she nodded, taking a bite of the cheesy pizza. “Thanks, Richard. I'll have a drink or two, thanks."

They had a successful dinner all together, not even any fighting or bickering out of Eddie and Trager. Eddie ended up drinking quite a bit… he was tipsy by the end of it.

Trager and Arthur did the clean up of the dinnerware, it has been mostly their job doing that maintenance, Eddie is particular about how much strenuous activity his wife does, so she rarely does them. She is in charge of him for tonight, his drunken state is obvious. She assists him up the stairs, into their room, and into their big bed. She dimmed the lights and got in bed to lay next to him on their sides on top of the blanket.

Eddie reached out to hold her hand. His face was red, his eyes half shut, admiring her.

“Baby…how I love you… I…I hope you don't mind how I am right now…" He said.

“I love you too. You are so adorable right now." She brushed his stray black hairs off his forehead, they got a bit ruffled from the long day.

“Good to hear…" He snuggled closer, resting his head between her neck and chest. His warm breath brushed against her skin. “I was…so worried about you…today."

“I am right here, with you, and safe. I worried about you too."

His upbeat mood switched to a little bit melancholy. “I…envisioned something bad happening to you…I don't want that…I don't want anything bad to happen to us…I get scared about you…and our baby…being away from both of you…it was hard…"

She held his hand tighter, placing her other hand on top. “You are safe, and I am safe, right here and laying with you. I get scared too…thinking about what could go wrong…but it will all be okay, it will always be."

He moved his hand onto her belly. “What if…something happened…and I wasn't here." His voice broke.

She cradled him tighter. “I would call you right away. Trager was a doctor, he would know what to do. I am just as scared as you are. Making a baby inside, I have never done before. I have always wanted to, you came along, and here we are at this moment. My body is strong…it survived that wicked asylum, it kept me alive all these years… I doubt it will fail me now. I know deep inside that this is what it was meant to do."

He ran his hands up her hips and rubbed around them. “You are strong alright." He started to smile, “You have…amazing, perfect hips…very strong…so nice and wide…"

“See? Nothing to worry about, my love."

“You see how perfect they are…wow." He sluggishly moved to view the rest of her body better.

“Thank you…hehe. Let me get you out of these work clothes, get you nice and comfy."

Eddie rolled onto his back, falling into the soft surface, his world spinning ever so slightly. She straddled him and began to take off his clothes. He let his arms lay out limp, enjoying her presence, especially on top of him, while in this deeply vulnerable state.

She got the last bit of clothes off of him, pulling his shirt over his head. She grabbed the blanket, about to put it over him to tuck him into bed, but stopped noticing he was getting hard…

He propped his head up against the pillow, looking at her. “S…sorry. I can't help it."

She smirked. “No need to apologize…" She began taking her clothes off too, leaving the baggy dark gray t-shirt on (it is Eddie's, she needed something that fit).

She straddled him again and held his hard cock in her hand, he moaned quietly as she rubbed it softly.

“Darling…oh my goodness…w…wanna…euuuhm…"

“Fuck?"

“...Yeah…"

She slid his dick against her wet vulva, watching him squirm below her. She let it inside, slowly lowering herself all the way down, taking it all.

“Oh…my god…" He whimpered, dragging his hand to her waist.

She breathed quietly as she focused on riding him. Eddie moaned breathlessly, gazing at her and her stunning figure as she rode him.

He ran his hands around her tummy on top of the t-shirt, but then lifted it up to feel it from underneath. “Auhh…fuck…me…darling…yeah…you are so…pretty…"

She panted, “I love you so much…you are so big…" She bounced herself a little faster.

His hands fell to his sides from the pleasure, overbearing his limbs and muscles. All he could do was watch. “Darling, oh my god…f…fuck…"

She reached to the ends of her shirt and lifted it above her head, tossing it to the side with the rest of their clothes.

“Augh…" He moaned, “my god…you are…beautiful…" With the strength he had left, he lifted his arm back up, feeling her warm belly. “I…agh…love it so much…"

She ran her hands on top of his chest, “You feel so fucking amazing…I am so proud of you…"

“I'm…the one…who is proud…look at you…" He rubbed her tummy again before dropping his arm back down from the temporary lack of strength. “You're making our family, cell by cell…that is the strongest thing…I have ever known."

“Really…?" She placed her hand on her belly.

“Yeah…don't you feel it...fuck…your mind…is perfect…your body…is perfect…that beautiful belly is perfect…"

She picked up her pace, her flesh clapping against his. Admiring him from on top, below her and moaning…she thoroughly enjoys this view.

He squirmed around from under her, mouth agape, eyes fluttering into hers. “You're gonna…make me…cum…"

“Good, fuck…" she groaned. “You like this, huh? Nice to switch roles for a change… You love this pussy, don't you?"

“Y…yes…! Oh fuck…darling…"

She bent her back down to let her abdomen lay on top of his. “How does this feel, my belly on yours?"

“Fucking…amazing…it is so…good…god, darling, I am…gonna cum…"

He wrapped his arms around her, pushing her body against his harder. The feeling of each other's bodies moving against each other, breathing, panting, sweating as one being is overwhelming in a good way. Especially her three-ish month pregnant belly grinding on him like that…

She grabbed each of his wrists and held them down. “Breed me, fill me with your seed, baby. I am gonna cum too…"

He moaned, “Shit…I'm cumming, darling, oh fuck…"

His hips thrusted into her gently as he came, and she came at the same time. They stayed still for a few seconds, and then she slowly started to lift herself off of his cock, to show him the cum spill out. She tried to look, but her bump was in the way. He huffed as his seed dripped down his shaft.

“Holy…shit." He whispered.

She collapsed onto him, kissing him.

She tucked both of them under the covers and turned off the lights, letting only the moonlight from the balcony windows shine in. They held each other tight and drifted off to sleep, Eddie's arms wrapped snugly against her waist.