Shattered Glass

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Loved it!!! Well-written and amazing! Update soon please

[KaiyaBlake]

Belle drunk!? Can't wait

[Adelle_fan1000]

that was great louise!!! loved it

[Zetti]

Loved the Nicole/Mattie banter, I really missed that all the time the net was down! I love the chat between Ruby and Belle and their chance to clear the air.

Hope you update soon. Drunk Belle sounds great

[Louise_2983]

Chapter 51

Belle stumbled down the path, her head bowed as she searched for her keys inside her tiny, black purse. Haphazardly she scattered its contents along the way as she tossed away any item she retrieved that was not what she was looking for.

“I know they’re in here somewhere!” she cried to herself as she continued to roam around in the minute accessory in the pitch black.

“Dammit!” she cried in frustration, frantically tipping the bag upside down and allowing the contents to tumble out, hitting the concrete below like a waterfall. Dropping to her knees to search through the

rubble, so concentrated on her mission that she failed to notice the door swing open.

He watched her for a few seconds in amusement.

“Belle” he half chuckled, alerting her to his presence.

“ADEN!” she cried, a huge smile lighting up her face as her gaze settled on his, almost as though she were surprised to see him.

“I’m just looking for my keys!” she bellowed, lowering her head to continue her search.

“I’ll have the door open any minute now!”

“Belle, the door’s already open” he laughed, his words having no effect on her actions as she continued to sift through the contents of her purse.

“Belle!” he raised his volume finally getting her attention as he swung the door to and fro.

“Hey it’s open! How did that happen?”

“Magic” he chuckled softly kneeling down to scoop the contents of her purse back inside it. As he did so he spotted her keys by the plant pot and, once all the other items were back in her purse, he

swung them in front of her face with a grin.

“You found them!” she cried in joy throwing her arms around his neck.

“Aden you’re so clever!”

“And you’re so drunk!” he laughed as he pulled her to her feet, her arms still wrapped tightly around him, his around her waist.

“NO I’m not!” she protested adamantly as he arched his eyebrows dubiously.

“Yeah I am” she giggled as though it was the most hilarious thing in the world.

“How much have you had to drink?”

“Not a lot” she continued to giggle.

“But when you haven’t had a drink in seven months, not a lot is actually a lot!”

“Who would have thought it hey?” he laughed as she shoved her purse onto the kitchen counter and he closed the back door with a swift kick.

“I guess Alyssia’s on formula tomorrow then?!”

“Are you implying that I’m a bad mother Aden Jefferies?!” she exclaimed, clearly having taken offence as she pushed him away forcefully and yanked open the fridge door to reveal a row of bottles

containing milk she had expressed earlier.

“Everyone is allowed a night off once in a while!”

“I know” he sighed as she strolled into the lounge, leaving the fridge door wide open.

“Even big, fat milk cows like me!”

“You’re not a big fat anything!” he objected, slamming the fridge door shut and joining her in the lounge, slipping an arm casually around her waist.

“And I would never say you’re a bad mother, you are an amazing mother”

“Do you really think so?” she whispered, the corners of her mouth kicking upwards, as she rested her chin on his chest and gazed up at him through her long, dark, mascara coated eyelashes.

“I know so” he smiled looking down at her.

“They just can’t bear to be away from you. I had to stop Alyssia putting on one of your dresses, slipping on some heels and following you out tonight”

“Shut up!” she giggled against his chest.

“And Jamie would have been right behind her, if you had any dresses with Mickey Mouse on them!”

“I love you” she sighed softly snuggling closer to his bare chest.

He held her in his arms for a few minutes just enjoying the closeness. He knew it was silly but even in the few hours she’d been out, he’d missed her. He couldn’t begin to remember how he’d managed

for five years without her by his side, in his arms,

“I missed you” she murmured as though she had read his mind, as she brushed her lips against his toned chest. She lifted her head slowly and took his lips with her own in a slow, lingering passionate

kiss.

“That was your reward” she told him matter of factly as she rested her head against his chest once more.

“Reward? What for?”

“For always loving me” she smiled against her smooth skin as she remembered her conversation with Ruby earlier that evening.

Suddenly she pulled back a little to drink in the sight of him, it only just having dawned on her in her inebriated state, that he was fresh from the shower. Her warm, chocolate eyes wandered over his

appearance as she absorbed every detail from his blond hair, slick and darker from the water, to the soft, white towel knotted around his waist.

Licking her lips she ran her palms over his taught, toned chest the film of water lingering over it transferring to her soft skin as she did so. As her palms rested flat against his honed abdomen a

contented sigh of satisfaction escaped over her lips.

“Nice” she nodded approvingly.

“Just nice? Don’t go overboard will you Belle?” he teased as her hands began to roam southwards towards the knot in the towel resting against his hip bone.

“Well maybe I would have been more complimentary if you’d waited for me to get home before you took a shower!”

“Oh so I have to give you what you want before you’ll appreciate me huh?” he chuckled grabbing hold of her hands and lifting them away from the knot she had begun to deftly untie.

“I appreciate you” she smiled up at him cheekily, her hands wandering south again.

“Just silently...that is unless you give me a reason to vocalise my appreciation”

“Ok enough!” he chuckled grabbing hold of the towel she had managed to untie, just before it dropped too low to protect his modesty.

“Spoilsport!” she pouted as he tied the knot back in place securely.

“I’m surprised you haven’t used the headache excuse yet!” she cried as he chuckled.

“A girl can look elsewhere if her needs aren’t being met at home you know!”

“Right well you do that and I’ll keep Jamie and Alyssia and we’ll see what you need most then hey?”

“Why are you always right?!” she sulked.

“Because I know you” he smiled softly, pulling her back towards him for a kiss.

“And besides if anyone else even thought about helping the needy, I’d make sure they didn’t have the equipment to ever follow through on it!”

“Aww I love it when you’re all jealous” she grinned, stepping forwards on her tiptoes to place another soft kiss on his lips.

“I’m not jealous” he insisted confidently.

“I know you only want me”

“Nicole got me a stripper” she blurted out, already half way across the room on her way to the bedroom.

“She did what?!”

“Ha” Belle laughed stopping abruptly and twisting her body to look at him.

“Not so sure now are you?”

“You didn’t enjoy it though” he stated adamantly before his confidence waivered.

“Did you?”

“Aww baby” she cooed as she kicked off her high heels and almost skipped back towards him, flinging her arms around his neck and nuzzling her nose against his shoulder.

“He looked like Geoff and Nicole enjoyed it a lot more than I did, I promise”

“A lot more? So you enjoyed it a little?”

“I didn’t say that!”

“You didn’t have to!”

“I’m really not getting any tonight now am I?” she chuckled to herself.

“Ooops”

“He was nothing compared to you, I promise” she sighed pressing a trail of kisses along his collarbone.

“Still not getting any Belle” he replied with a smile at her efforts.

“Dammit!”

“Are you sure it wasn’t Geoff?” Aden lightened the mood.

“Nicole can be very persuasive where he’s concerned!”

“Ew!” Belle exclaimed, her face contorted in horror.

“Now I’m not even in the mood! That was what you wanted wasn’t it?! You’re so sneaky!”

“Guilty as charged” he smiled as she pouted.

“Now how about some coffee to sober you up a little?”

“Is that a euphemism?” she smiled hopefully.

“No”

“Then put some clothes on, you tease!” she cried before slumping down onto the sofa.

“I was just about to” he laughed as he went back into the bathroom and pulled on the boxer shorts and t-shirt he had left there before she’d disturbed him with her mumbling outside the back door.

“Better?” he smiled as he returned and sunk down next to her.

“No, not at all!” she laughed.

“But I suppose I’m just going to have to deal with it!”

“And you’re doing a great job of it babe” he told her sarcastically but she failed to pick up on the undertones.

“I’ve just had a baby! I have hormones flying about all over!” she cried waving her hands about to demonstrate and almost hitting him in the face.

“Careful!” he exclaimed only just managing to grab hold of her hand in time to avoid injury.

“Well you deserve it, this is your fault!” she announced accusingly.

“And how is it my fault?”

“Well I didn’t get myself pregnant did I?!”

“From what I remember you were a very willing participant on that particular evening” he grinned across at her suggestively.

“Now you’re just making it worse!” she cried as memories of that night came flooding back.

“Sorry” he chuckled.

“Let’s change the subject”

“Ok” she nodded, sighing deeply to show that she still wasn’t happy.

“So other than the stripper, who we will never mention again” he laughed softly.

“Did you have a good night?”

“It was fun, but I missed you and my babies” she sighed resting her head on his shoulder.

“We missed you too babe”

“What did you get up to without me?” she whispered sadly at the thought of them having fun without her.

“Well we watched Fantasia again” Aden laughed.

“And then we read the book that Glam-ma gave him”

“Glam-ma! Ha, I love that!” Belle threw her head back chuckled as if it was the most hilarious thing she had ever heard.

“Hold on” she suddenly stopped laughing.

“You don’t fancy my Mum do you?”

“What? Of course not!”

“Just checking, you wouldn’t be the first of my boyfriends to go there!” she giggled, reassured by the arm he had snaked around her shoulder and the kiss he pressed to her temple.

“Well I’m not like the others and in two days I won’t be your boyfriend will I?”

“I can’t believe we’re getting married again” she sighed against his shoulder with a smile.

“Believe it”

“And what about my beautiful girl? Is she ok? Did she feed alright?”

“She’s fine. Fed, watered, changed and sound asleep”

“Asleep?” she sighed disappointing, getting to her feet and heading towards the bedroom.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. Belle where are you going? Don’t you dare wake her!”

“I just want to say helllooooo” she protested in a sing song voice as she threw open the door to their bedroom and made her way to the moses basket by the bed.

“You’ve had her to yourself all night! Aww look at her” she sighed, kneeling down and resting her chin on the side of the basket.

“She’s so beautiful and perfect”

“Well, she takes after me doesn’t she?” Aden joked and received a sharp dig in the side for his effort.

“Ow!”

“I love her so much” Belle swooned as their daughter stirred slightly and a little gurgle escaped from her.

“That’s it sweetheart, come on” Belle encouraged almost in a bellow, her inebriation meaning she no longer had control of her own volume.

“Wake up! Open your eyes for Mummy!”

“Belle!” Aden scolded her, slapping away the hand she was about to touch Alyssia with.

“Leave her be!”

“But I want a cuddle!” she cried in protest, her lower lip trembling as she verge on the edge of sulking.

“And she owes me one! Having her bloody hurt you know! And it’s not true what they say, you don’t just forget about it afterwards!”

“Wasn’t she worth it though?” he smiled with a nod at the adorable baby. He felt a tug on his heart strings every time he did so, there was already such a strong connection and he was never going to let

anyone break that.

“Maybe” Belle smiled softly.

“But if she wasn’t so gorgeous and adorable and loveable I’d make her pay for putting me through hell!”

“It’s a good job you’re such a looker then isn’t it baby girl?” Aden whispered to their sleeping daughter with a smile.

“And her nappies stink too! I should get extra cuddles for changing them!” she announced dramatically before flopping back onto the bed in exhaustion.

“That’s not true is it beautiful? They smell like roses don’t they?” he laughed as his adorable daughter opened her piercing blue eyes and stared back at up at him.

“Ha! You wish!” Belle exclaimed from the bed not realising that her daughter was now awake.

“It’s revolting!” she cringed as the baby girl let out a tiny cry and Aden lifted her into his strong arms to comfort her.

“Don’t cry Alyssia!” Belle exclaimed jumping up into a sitting position so she could reach out to touch her daughter.

“Mummy didn’t mean it!” she almost joined in sobbing herself.

“She didn’t you know” Aden announced rocking the baby girl gently as he looked down at her tiny frame.

“She’s just had a little bit too much to drink and people say and do things they don’t mean when they’ve had too much to drink baby. You’re just learning that a little earlier than most people do! See

Mummy loves you so much she’s already thinking about educating you!” he chuckled softly.

“So what do you say hey little miss? Do you forgive Mummy? How about you stop crying if it’s a yes hey?”

The tiny little girl in his arms continued to bawl against his chest, her limbs flailing as she became more distressed.

“Oh you’ve really offended her” Aden teased.

“She’ll be running away next!”

“Give her to me” Belle demanded reaching out to take her.

“No way” he shook his head adamantly.

“You’ve been drinking, you’re not holding her”

“I just want to apologise!” Belle sniffled loudly.

“I made her cry Aden! I never want to make her cry!”

“You didn’t make her cry” he smiled softly.

“All babies cry, that’s what they do. You just woke her up that’s all” he told her as she lay back on the bed and he joined her, laying Alyssia down gently between them. He kept a hold around his

daughter’s waist to ensure she was safe and Belle didn’t accidentally hurt her in her drunken state.

“Hey beautiful baby” Belle whispered, wiping away her own tears as she took her daughter’s little hand in her own and kissed it gently. Instantly Alyssia’s wails stopped and Aden smiled knowingly.

“See? She wasn’t crying because of you, she was crying for you. She missed you”

“I missed you too baby girl, so much and I didn’t mean those nasty things I just said. The alcohol might have meant it but I didn’t!”

“I can’t believe she’s all mine” Belle swooned as she gently kissed each of her daughter’s fingertips in turn.

“Half yours thank you very much” Aden reminded her with a chuckle.

“Which half?” she asked seriously.

“Because I want her gorgeous little face with those rosy cheeks and cute little nose and I want her little hands and all ten fingers!” She exclaimed loudly as Aden laughed at how serious she was being.

“But oh I want her tiny feet too!” she cried as she let go of her daughter’s hands and instead raised her little feet, clad in a white romper suit decorated with strawberries, into the air. Immediately the

baby girl let out a tiny sound Belle interpreted as a giggle.

“See! She says the feet are mine too! Oh my god I think she’s ticklish!” she cried forgetting about which parts of her daughter she wanted to claim as she gently moved her fingertips over the soles of

her feet and the baby girl kicked her legs in glee.

“I think you’re right” Aden laughed as he tried the same with her other foot and elicited the same response.

“Aww we love you Alyssia” Aden whispered softly as the stopped tickling her.

“How about we share her?” he smiled softly, looking up at Belle.

“Ok” Belle nodded with a giggle.

“You can have the left foot and I’ll have the right”

“Sounds good to me” he humoured her before reaching out his free hand to gently caress her smooth cheek. They lay together for a while before the comforting touch of Aden’s hand on her cheek

caused Belle to drift off. Cautiously Aden lifted Alyssia, now sound asleep, back into the moses basket and climbed back into bed next to Belle.

Her eyes fluttered open and she inched herself across the bed, snuggling closer to him. His arm crept around her and pulled her against his chest.

“I love you” she whispered softly, pressing a kiss to his chest.

“I love you too” he smiled.

“Now get some sleep”

“Just one thing”

“What?”

“At this stag do you’re having tomorrow night, you’re not going to have a stripper are you?”

“I don’t think so babe” he chuckled quietly.

“But don’t worry, if I do I’m sure Roman will enjoy it much more than I will!”

***

Her head was pounding, her throat was as dry as sandpaper and she couldn’t remember how she had got home the previous night. She had vague recollections of a blind fold and pink cocktails but a lot

of other details of the evenings events were alluding her. She felt a tug on her arm and groaned softly. She attempted to lift her heavy eyelids but the sunlight pouring in through a gap in the curtains

was too much for her fragile eyes to take.

“Mummy?” she heard his soft voice call her.

“Not now Jamie” she sighed without opening her eyes, her head still throbbing.

“Mummy can I ha-“

“Ask your Daddy please sweetie” she whispered softly and when he didn’t respond she assumed he had left the room to do just that.

She felt him tug on her arm again, harder this time and more persistent.

“Mummy?”

“What is it that you want baby?” she sighed with a smile as she opened her eyes to look at him. The sight of his gorgeous little face was worth the pain the sunlight brought her.

“A cuddle” he murmured softly.

“Why didn’t you just say?” she grinned holding out her arms as he climbed up onto the bed and snuggled close to her.

“I tried but you wouldn’t listen!”

“Sorry baby, Mummy’s just tired and my head hurts”

“Did you drink too much beer on your chicken night Mummy?”

“I don’t drink beer sweetie” she laughed softly.

“Daddy drinks beer but Aunt Nicole drinks very pink fizzy drinks, is that what made you tired Mummy?”

“It might have been” she chuckled, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

“Then it serves you right that your head hurts!” he told her matter of factly.

“You are just like your Daddy!” she giggled at his lack of sympathy and hugged him closer.

“I know” Jamie grinned sweetly.

“I love Daddy”

“I know you do sweetie, I love him too”

“Mummy?” he whispered suddenly apprehensive.

“Yes Jamie?”

“Will things change when you and Daddy get married tomorrow?”

“Why would things change baby?”

“I don’t know” he shrugged against he, worry etched in his features.

“But when you were married before you went away and Daddy married Kirsty and I heard Uncle Roman say that getting married was a new start for you and Daddy. Does that mean you won’t want me

and Lissia anymore?”

“No!” she exclaimed pulling him as close to her as possible.

“There will never be a day when me and Daddy won’t want you and Alyssia. We love both of you so, so much Jamie. And Uncle Roman was right, it is a new start but for all four of us. We are always

going to love you and take care of you I promise”

“Good because I was worried” he murmured quietly against her side.

“Well don’t be Jamie, the only things that will change will be for the better”

“And really it’s just an excuse to have a party” Aden laughed as he entered the room.

“And for me to wear a pretty dress” Belle chuckled, ruffling Jamie’s hair affectionately.

“Well Aunt Nicole said it was so Lissia wouldn’t be a bas-”

“Jamie!” Belle interrupted in horror.

“That’s a naughty word! Don’t ever say that!”

“Sorry Mummy” he whimpered, his lower lip quivering.

“Aunt Nicole said it, I didn’t know it was a bad word”

“I know sweetie. Aunt Nicole shouldn’t have said that” she told him softly to show she wasn’t angry with him.

“I’m going to kill her!” Belle hissed in Aden’s direction.

“Please don’t Mummy!” Jamie exclaimed in horror.

“I love Aunt Nicole and I don’t want you to go to prison and then Sophie wouldn’t have a Mummy anymore and neither would I or Lis-“

“I’m not really going to kill her Jamie” Belle smiled down at him, interrupting his panic.

“I’m just angry at her, what she said wasn’t very nice”

“Partly true though” Aden whispered with a chuckle at a volume Jamie wouldn’t hear.

“Shut up!” Belle cried.

“That is not why I am marrying you!”

“Oh really?” he grinned cheekily.

“Remind me again of the actual reason again?”

“Because I’m clinically insane!” she snapped sarcastically as Jamie sat up and she noticed the silky red material tied around his waist.

“Erm sweetie, where did you get that?” she questioned gently tugging on the blindfold from the previous night.

“It was outside on the path Mummy, it makes a good superhero belt!” he announced excitedly.

“Why? What is it?” Aden questioned as Belle burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter.

“Trust me, you do not want to know!”

[Taniya_K]

Bless Jamie.

Got to say - Aden in that fluffy white towel... Wow! That's an image that will help me sleep tonight!

Drunk Belle was awesome as always. Loved her and Alyssia. Hope Aden ends up slightly intoxicated, just for fun ;) Guess we'll have to see...

[bradyell]

Oh my god Louise!!! The part with the towel!!! it just cracked me up that it was a fluffy white one!! i really should have guessed it would be

it was all just brilliantly perfect drunk Belle is too funny! the bit with Alyssia was great but once again little jamie stole the show for me

Can't wait for the wedding!!!!

[MrsL]

I Love it. Brilliant , fabulous, amazing.

I love this fic there is nothing else I can say. Flipping marvellous

Jamie is sooooo cute and Belle drunk is hilarious

[Louise_2983]

Oh my god Louise!!! The part with the towel!!! it just cracked me up that it was a fluffy white one!! i really should have guessed it would be

Why do I mention that a lot?

[~Zoe~]

That was awesome Louise!

Belle being drunk, its really funny!

& Aden in a white towel

Cant wait for the wedding