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andydrysdalerogers · 1 year

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Sliding Into Home - A Frank Adler AU

Pairing: MLB!Frank Adler x Abigail Hernandez (OFC)

Synopsis:

After a trade from Boston to Los Angeles, first baseman Frank Adler would seem to have it all. Money, women, an amazing niece, yes Frank should have it all. Except for one thing. One thing that left after a mistake five years ago. Los Angeles should be the chance to start over. Except she is supposed to be in Boston. Not his new medical director.

* A Frank Adler AU x Major League Baseball Story**

Warning: ANGST (i can't stress this enough), second chances, cheating, eventual smut, slow burn, drug use, abandonment issues, betrayal, domestic violence (i may have missed some), flashbacks

AN: This is my new series I'm starting next week! I hope you all will like this one. Tagging my usual tag list but please let me know if you would like to be added or removed!

Taglist: @patzammit @firephotogrl74 @texmexdarling @slutforchrisjamalevans @jennmurawski13-writes @tinkerbelle67 @before-we-get-started @bunnyforhim

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Frank was looking at a Los Angeles icon, Dodger Stadium. It was his new home, his new team and hopefully his new life. He asked a security guard where to go and was met at the door by an assistant. She was a shameless flirt, commenting on Frank’s forearms and his tattoos, cooing about how good of a player he is. There was zero chance of Frank being interested. His Friday Night adventures were reserved for road trips only. His one-night stands worked out just fine, in his opinion.

As he was guided into the conference room, Frank was met with the president of operations, Nick Stanton. “Mr. Stanton.”

“Frank! Good to see you again.” He shakes hands with Frank. “We’re waiting for everyone so can I offer you a drink?” He gestures to Frank to sit at the table.

“Just a cola, thanks.” Frank took the seat next to the head of the table.

“How was the move?”

“Smoother than I thought it would be. Mary, my niece, threw a couple of tantrums but between me and my nanny, we managed to get her here.”

“Nanny?”

“Oh yeah, Scott, he’s great. He was willing to move with us, which is great since Mary seems to only listen to him.” Frank chuckles. “Who would listen to your uncle/pseudo father?”

“I remember that story,” Nick replies. “You are brave to take on a baby right after bring drafted.”

Frank shrugged. “Its not that big of a deal. You would do anything for family, especially Mary.”

More voices float towards the conference room and Frank stands as he sees his agent and lawyer walk in and shake his hand. Then the general manager for the Dodgers comes in, making small talk with Frank.

“Ok, I think we are just missing the team doctor and our legal team,” Nick tells everyone. “Its not Natasha, she’s busy with another client. She’s sending in their new associate.”

Frank just nods as the GM goes over the training schedule and when he would meet the team. The conference room door opens and Frank turns to see and his stomach drops. He feels himself become clammy and pale. Because this shouldn’t be happening.

Fuck.

He looks at the brunette that walked in.

she’s definitely not supposed to be here.

What the FUCK!

Abby Hernandez, his ex-girlfriend, love of his life, walked into the room.

It Doesn't Stay In Vegas

The Future is West

Are You Sure We Aren’t Going Crazy

You Were Enough; You Are Everything

Fastballs and Fiancés

You Left Me

Take Your Niece to Work Day

Don't You Know How to Spell Assume?

Wanna Feel Safe Again

Maybe I should Have Ducked?

When It All Falls Apart

WTF Just Happened!

D N A: Diane Nicole Adler

Not Just a Pretty Face

It's A Ruff Life

Status: All Star

Since When is Ice Cream Evil

On the Hunt for Mike Weiss

The Next Adventure

A Bump in the Road

Unexpected Surprises

For Reasons Unknown...

Evidence, Emotions, Whatever

Trial By Fire

The One With the World Series

Oh Captain! My Captain!

Finale

#andy's hea #andy's shenanigans #chris evans fanfiction #frank adler #frank adler au #mlb au #dodger au #ofc abigail hernandez #sliding into home #chris evans #mike weiss #johnny storm #baseball au #frank adler smut #slow burn #chris evans au

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joannaliceevans-fanficblog · 5 months

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The Notebook: Prologue

A/N: This has been almost a year in the making. And I wanted to have it out sooner, but I just couldn't get it right and kept changing it. So now, it's ready! I hope ya'll enjoy this as this one !

Also, this my take on my favorite book of all time. I know many didn't like the movie, but I loved it.

Summary:

Summers in Cape Cod are a pain in the ass for Frank. He never liked them, but at the same time it brought money to the business.

Rose Belanfort from the The Belanfort Whiskey Company and and the.biggest Publishing company of the same name. Growing up, she had everything. Went to the most prestige Catholic Prepatory school.

Summers were spent at Cape Cod. Where she spent her times at the beach, parties and her cousins.

One night she went to a Fair and there she met a boy that would change her life.

Spring 2050

Spring morning came with the sun peeking through the curtains, awakening Frank Adler. Rubbing his eyes, he saw the door to his room open and saw his nurse, Robin, come in. He smiled warmly as she helped him up from the bed. Robin opened the curtains while Frank stretched his old body.

Frank looked outside and smiled. Even at the age of 84 years, he still feels young at times.

“It’s a beautiful day today, Robin,” Frank said as he headed to grab his robe.

“It is, isn’t it? Spring is finally here. Was there anything else you needed?” Robin asked.

Frank gave a curt nod, and the nurse excused herself to finish her rounds at the home.

Frank got himself ready for the day and grabbed his book from the nightstand next to him. Before heading out, he looked at the framed photo and smiled.

Heading down to the dining hall, he went to take his usual seat in the sunroom. He placed his plate down, consisting of scrambled eggs, seasonal fruit, turkey bacon, and toast. Placing his book down, he took a sip of his black coffee. While he ate, a familiar voice floated to his ears and Frank smiled. He looked up and there she was.

There stood the most beautiful lady he’d ever laid his eyes on.

“Good morning, Nurse Betty,” Frank said. The kind nurse smiled as she helped the woman take a seat. She placed the plate down and scooted her chair in. The woman looked at Frank in confusion.

“Betty? Who is this?” The woman asked. Even if it hurt, Frank smiled.

“Rose, this is your friend Franklin.” The nurse replied.

“Franklin? I don’t know anyone with that name.” Rose said.

Frank smiled again and leaned back into his seat.

“He reads to you, Rose. You like books and stories.” Betty said.

Rose raised the fork to her mouth, “What is this story about?”

Frank smiled, “It’s a love story. Would you like to hear it?”

The old woman nodded silently, and Frank opened the book and began to read aloud, “Once upon a time…”

#frank adler fanfiction #frank adler x og character #frank adler #frank adler au

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your-eternal-lies · 1 month

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HEAT OF THE MOMENT (AU masterlist)

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FEATURED PAIRINGS — Fire Chief!Ari Levinson x Reader / Firefighter!Bucky Barnes x Reader / Firefighter!Jake Jensen x Reader / Small!Firefighter!Steve Rogers x Reader / Fire Marshal!Frank Adler x Reader / Firefighter!Loki Laufeyson x Reader / Firefighter!Lloyd Hansen x Reader / Firefighter!Thor Odinson x Reader / Firefighter!Pietro Maximoff x Reader AU INTRO — The local fire department, the famous and beloved Station 616, is just teeming with eligible bachelors... but not for long! Summers are for falling in love, after all.

CONTENTS AND WARNINGS — Modern AU, firefighter AU, crossover fic, language, fluff, mild angst, sexual content (ranging from mild to explicit), rom-com vibes, no use of y/n, each character gets their own Reader (not a poly fic), playboy tendencies, age gap, friends to lovers, workplace romances, enemies to lovers, allusions to divorce/troubled marriages, and possibly more as the stories are written.

NOTE — Each story is a three-part miniseries and can be read as standalones. I do not currently have any plans to write any more than what’s listed, but I will never say never. There is also no release schedule; I will post at my own leisure so please refrain from asking, thank you!

LAST UPDATED: March 31, 2024 STATUS: Coming Soon

PLAYING WITH FIRE _ ╰┈➤ ft. Fire Chief!Ari Levinson x Photographer f!Reader

Ari is the dedicated fire chief of Station 616 who runs the show with an iron fist and a heart of gold, but the one thing he can’t seem to get a handle on is his personal life—until the Station is partnered up with a new bright-eyed photographer for this year’s charity calendar photoshoot. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

MOTH TO A FLAME _ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Bucky Barnes x Firefighter f!Reader

There are strict rules to be followed in life, otherwise the world would descend to chaos, right? You insist on never dating a coworker, while Bucky insists on not dating at all. Well, fortunately for the both of you, everyone knows rules are made to be broken. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

FIRE AND WHISKEY _ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Jake Jensen x Bartender f!Reader

It’s tradition that the entire squad heads down to the same local hole in the wall for any occasion, no matter what it is, okay? It has absolutely nothing to do with Jensen’s insanely obvious crush on the badass bartender, capeesh? Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

COMIN’ IN HOT _ ╰┈➤ ft. Small!Firefighter!Steve Rogers x Volunteer f!Reader

At just 5’4” and 95 pounds soaking wet, Steve is the scrawniest yet the most determined member of the 616 team. Often underestimated, he finds solace in a budding relationship with the part-time volunteer at the firehouse, who seems to see right through his physical appearance. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

BURNING UP _ ╰┈➤ ft. Fire Marshal!Frank Adler x Business Owner f!Reader

You are horrified when you head to work one day only to discover that your precious store has gone up in flames. And if that isn’t already terrible enough, it seems the crabby, unsmiling fire marshal assigned to your case is already convinced that you’re guilty of arson. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

HEAT WAVE _ ��╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Loki Laufeyson x Environmentalist f!Reader

Loki, the enigmatic and secretly sensitive member of the team, is dispatched to a scene across town, he’s not expecting anything out of the ordinary. Imagine his surprise when he finds a woman from his past, chained to a tree, and leading an environmental protest that is quickly getting out of hand. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

WARM BEDS _ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Lloyd Hansen x Teacher f!Reader

Lloyd doesn’t actually like teaching fire safety to snot-nosed brats, but he loves going on the prowl for his next one night stand with the single moms, teachers, and school administrators… until he meets his match in a new no-nonsense teacher, who remains frustratingly unimpressed in the face of his uniform and charm. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

HOT-BLOODED _ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Thor Odinson x Grad Student f!Reader

You’re usually very level-headed, okay? You’re not usually the type to get into scrapes like this. All you wanted was a tiny bit of revenge on your cheating, lying ex-boyfriend… you didn’t expect your rage to get the better of you, nor did you expect the fire you set to his car to get so out of control. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

WORLD ON FIRE _ ╰┈➤ ft. Firefighter!Pietro Maximoff x Reporter f!Reader

Rumours begin to swirl around Station 616, calling into question the integrity of the fire department’s hiring policies. But when you meet Pietro Maximoff, the firefighter at the centre of all the controversy, suddenly the price of a potentially career-making story is no longer one you’re willing to pay. Part 1 ┊ Part 2 ┊ Part 3

NOTES — I cannot wait to share these with you!!! 🥰

#ari levinson x reader #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #loki laufeyson x reader #thor odinson x reader #lloyd hansen x reader #jake jensen x reader #frank adler x reader #pietro maximoff x reader #firefighter au #au: heat of the moment #marvel fanfiction #chris evans character fanfiction

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paperweight91 · 2 months

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We’ve been teasing and scheming all week, now it is time to announce our full AU. We’re All Monsters will be co-written by @krirebr and me! Kris will be handling our Vampires and I will be handling our Werewolves. But don’t worry that doesn’t mean they all won’t be meeting each other throughout this AU. As for how? Well you’ll just have to wait and see.

This will be building off of Kris’ Psycho Killer AU and will feature some of, if not all the CE characters we know and love.

We’ve outlined the reader pairings and nicknames below, we hope you’re as excited as we are to delve into the supernatural with us!

Andy Barber - Runner

Ari Levinson - Queenie

Curtis Everett & Jake Jensen - Angel

Frank Adler & Pete Brenner - Dove

James Mace - Sneak

Johnny Storm - Cutter

Lloyd Hansen - Snipe/Spitfire

Ransom Drysdale - Little Rabbit

Steve Rogers - Sunshine

#we’re all monsters #vampire!au #werewolf!au #supernatural!au #andy barber #ari levinson #curtis everett #jake jensen #frank adler #pete brenner #james mace #johnny storm #lloyd hansen #ransom drysdale #steve rogers

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thyme-in-a-bubble · 10 months

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evergreen university

a/n: probably the story, so far, that took me the longest to write (like 7 months total)... lot of love went into this, so I hope you all enjoy it ♡

warnings: reader x various CEvans characters (detective!family friend!Ari Levinson, Ransom Drysdale, Curtis Everett, Steve Rogers, Frank Adler, Jake Jensen, Lloyd Hansen), dark content, university AU, murder mystery, polyamory, explicit sexual content, total word count is 17,5k

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the murder at evergreen university

sour summer

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riricitaa · 11 months

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some Frank² because why not 😌

#I made a frank adler gif for twitter and i was like i missed frank² lol #stucky #alternate universe #stucky au #stucky alternate universe #stevebucky #stevebucky alternate universe #stevebucky au #stucky gifs #stucky edits #stucky manips #stevebucky gifs #stevebucky edits #stevebucky manips #my edits #my gifs #my aus #mine #*

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georgiapeach30513 · 11 months

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The Flowers of Waverley Road Masterslist

Magnus Romano is a fierce leader of the biggest Mafia family in Boston. And deep outside of the negotiating and the city he has remained to keep his daughters hidden. But continues to use them as a bargaining agent. Each daughter has their own journey and story. Each daughter has their own tests and heartbreak. And each daughter is fiercely loyal to each other. His pretty little flowers. His major point of bribery. But they’re not as delicate as Magnus thinks that they are, or as stupid.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6

Everything in this World Masterlist - August Walker X Orchid

Words for the Broken Heart Masterlist - Nick Fowler X Lotus

The Day My Life is Through Masterlist - Jax Teller X Dahlia

That You’ll Be Mine Masterlist - Ari Levinson X Violet

You Can Have It All - Frank Adler X Lavender

A/N: this is a mafia AU, and will feature themes of violence, arranged marriage, running away, neediness, D/s dynamics, lies, schemes, and conspiracy. Please read ALL warnings before proceeding. And as always minors DNI.

#the flowers of waverley road #august walker #nick fowler #jax teller #ari levinson #frank adler #mafia au

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ricky-dicky-doo-dah-grimes · 1 year

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HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL YOU HARDWORKING FANFIC WRITERS!!!! I LOVE YALL SM AND HOPE THE NEW YEAR BRINGS LOTS OF MORE LOVE TO YALL♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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👏 this is so exciting!…maybe she wakes up being surrounded by the elves watching her “sleep” & Santa Ari comes in to make them all introduce themselves before shooting them out to explain to her how being HIS is going to work. (Of course the naughty little elves are listening at the door)

hello! loved this request! I hope you like what I wrote.

christmas masterlist

summary - you wake up in the north pole, being properly introduced to the men who keep breaking into your home and the giant man who is famously known as santa claus.

warning - fluff, slight attitude from some elves, swearing, slight angst.

You huff in your sleep as you feel something poking you, a small voice following. “Why isn’t she waking? We haven’t got all day.” You slowly blink your eyes open, squinting in the direction of a small man. “Ah! She’s awake! Motherfucker scared me!” Ransom jumps back, stumbling into the other men.

Lloyd rolls his eyes, annoyed with how dramatic Ransom is. They all stand around, letting Ari sit down next to you, watching as he brushes your hair out of your face as you blink up at him. “Don’t worry about them, darling. You’re safe.” He helps you slowly sit up against the headboard. Your eyes scan over the tiny men, feeling like Snow White when she woke surrounded by small men. “These are my little helpers.” He turns and motions his hands toward them, raising a brow when no one steps up.

Steve beams, excitedly moving forward with his tiny hand out. “Hi! I’m Steve! You helped me untangle from your lights, and I’m so sorry if I caused any trouble!” A slight squeal leaves him when you give him your finger to shake before he’s rudely shoved aside by Lee, who in return gets scolded.

“I’m Lee.” He crawls onto your lap, looking up at you with a snarl. “Everyone told me that I have to apologise for punching you in the face. So, I guess I’m sorry.” He grumbles as he crawls off, shoulders crashing into Lloyd’s as he moves closer.

“I’m Lloyd. I ain’t sorry for anything I did.” You stay silent as you take in their names, watching as Lloyd is pushed aside by a very excited elf.

“I’m Jake! I just have to say, you taste amazing, and I can’t get over it!” His cheeks turn a bright pink, the other’s facepalming. He slowly moves back, waving at you, causing a small smile to appear on your face from his cuteness.

Frank moves forward, “I’m Frank. I’m sorry for the mess I made when I tugged on your tinsel and for causing you to trip. It was never my intention to hurt you.”

“I’m Johnny! But the females call me Torch.” He gives you a wink before looking back at your underwear attached to him. “Oh yeah! These are also mine now! But I will be coming to collect more as your scent disappears.”

“I’m Curtis. I’m not sorry.” He shrugs, fixing the small pointed hat on his head, grumbling about how stupid he looks.

Ransom steps forward, clearing his throat and fixing the trenchcoat that fits over his stupid elf uniform. “I’m Ransom, the best looking out of all these idiots.” Small ‘Heys!’ Fill the room, most glaring at him.

Ari shakes his head. “Alright, out now. You know the deal.” He’s met with grumbles and whines but glares until they all walk down the stairs made for them and out the bedroom door. Shouts can be heard as Ari waves his hand and the door slams shut behind them. He rolls his eyes when he hears the elves press against the door, trying to hear inside.

He turns and looks at you. “How are you feeling? Are you okay?” You nod, watching as he grabs a glass of water and brings it to your lips. You smile, gratefully taking huge gulps, the dryness in your throat finally disappearing.

“I’m okay. Thank you.” Your eyes dance around the room, taking in all the pretty colours and the softness of the sheets, brows furrowed as you notice the colour. Ari’s chuckle fills your ears, and somehow it’s your favourite sound. “Why are your sheets the colour of Christmas? I mean… I get your Santa but don’t you want other colours?” You look up at him with wide, curious eyes.

“Not really. The elves were nice one year and gave me this as a present, so it’s very dear to me.” He smiles, hands stroking the soft sheets before turning toward you. “Now, I’m going to explain why you are here and what that entitles.” You nod your attention on him entirely. “I brought you here because you are now mine. I might share you with the elves if they are good, but other than that, you will be known as Mrs Claus.” He raises a brow, waiting for you to protest, but you just stare at him, blinking. “You will have freedom. This isn’t a prison, so if you don’t want this. You do have a say.” You watch him become nervous as he says this as if he’s waiting for you to reject him.

You smile, hand resting on top of his. “That sounds good, but I think I’ll stay. I’ve been so lonely for so long that meeting you guys was the best thing to ever happen to me.” His thick arm wraps around you, causing you to curl into his side. “At least I got one of my presents.” He wasn’t supposed to hear that, but he’s glad he did because, with a wave of his hand, a box appears in front of you.

“I also got you a pet or pets.” Ari lifts your head, his fingers under your chin as he stares deep into your eyes. “I’m Santa. Anything you want, you will get. Any weird thing you’ve dreamt of can come true. If you want a unicorn, you’ll wake to twenty outside.” And Ari spoke the truth because he’d give up being Santa to keep you by his side forever. “Now go on, open your present.”

You beam, looking down at the box. “Are you sure it’s okay in the box? There are no holes.” Your worried voice fills the room. You carefully pick up the gift and place it on your lap.

“There, okay.” He smiles, a sparkle in his eyes. Watching you unravel the ribbon and carefully pull off the lid. A gasp leaves you as you are met with some smiling faces and some grumpy faces. There in the box were the elves.

“Oh my god! They're so cute!” You stare at them in awe, your hand reaching in, feeling them grab on and hug it. “I feel they aren’t happy being wrapped in bows, though.” You receive nods from some of them and giant smiles from the other half.

“Can we take these damn things off? Why the hell are we in a box anyway?” Ransom grumbles, his arms crossed over his chest, watching the others touch your hand. A squeak leaves him when something touches his back. Turning, he notices your other hand touching him. Quickly looking up, he spots you staring down at him with a small smile. Not going to admit that it softens his heart a bit.

You turn and look at Ari, tears in your eyes and a smile on your face. “Thank you, this is the best present I’ve ever received.”

“Hey! What about thanking us?! Were the ones in the damn box!”

You peer down, chuckling. “Thank you, you guys are the cutest present I’ve ever gotten.”

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foreversecrets · 1 year

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Rogers Family Expansion Masterlist

Joseph Rogers amassed power and money, along the way he had many women and the kids to prove it. Upon his passing his eldest took up the role of leading the family. Its the next generations turn to run the business and expand the family.

As parts are added the order will change depending on where they belong in the series.

Status: Ongoing

Meet the Family

Meet the Wives

The Wedding Aesthetics

My Notes

The Introducations Stories:

When Steve Met Annie

When Frank Endured Daphne

When Curtis Saved Chole

When Juliana Coerced Lloyd

When Andy Advocated for Aria

When Ransom Submitted to Tori

When Ari Caught Blair

Disgruntled Drysdales

Un-Conceivable

Foot in Mouth

Home Invasion

Allergy Accident

Bloody Hands

Postpartum

#steve rogers #frank adler #andy barber #lloyd hansen #curtis everett #ari levinson #ransom drysdale #james bucky buchanan barnes #sarah rogers #mob au #mob boss steve rogers #mob frank adler #mob andy barber #mob lloyd hansen #mob curtis everett #mob ari levinson #mob ransom drysdale #mob james bucky buchanan barnes

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andydrysdalerogers · 6 months

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Sliding Into Home ~ The One with the World Series

Pairing: MLB!Frank Adler x Abigail Hernandez (OFC)

Synopsis:

* A Frank Adler AU x Major League Baseball Story**

Warning: ANGST (i can't stress this enough), second chances, cheating, S~M~U~T!!, slow burn, drug use, abandonment issues, betrayal, domestic violence (i may have missed some), flashbacks

Dividers by me

I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site, even if you give me credit. DO NOT REPOST MY FICS. Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated

Previous: Trial by Fire

Sliding Into Home Master List Main Masterlist

Two weeks later...

“I want to know.”

“So do I.”

“So why can’t we?”

“Because It’s too early for it to show up.”

“That seems stupid. Why are we here? You’re perfect.”

“I’m a mess.”

A chuckle. “But you’re my mess.”

“Thanks, I think.”

Frank kissed the top of Abby’s head. “You’re beautiful Cricket.”

“I don’t feel like it.”

“You’re twelve weeks pregnant, Cricket.” Frank took her hand. “You’ve been nauseous every day for the last two weeks. Plus, the stress from the hearing wasn’t helping.”

“And you’re leaving,” she mumbled.

“Sweetheart, you know I don’t want to leave you. I have to go to work.”

“Stupid playoffs.”

Frank chuckled. Abby had always hated when the playoffs started because he would have to be on the road for five days at any time during the current series. They were starting in LA, the Dodgers having the best record in the West, facing off against Arizona. “Cricket, it’s gonna be fine. Marco and Scott will be home to help. Please, just take it easy, ok?”

Abby sighed. She knew this but it didn’t stop her anxiety. She thought back on the last couple of weeks.

Mike had been officially charged with kidnapping and endangerment since there were drugs found in his house. He was fighting it, of course, but now Frank and Abby had a protection order against him. He went back to Boston in custody, his bail revoked.

Diane pled no contest to her charges of assault and battery. The deal she made was to allow her to stay in treatment in Boston as long as she had no contact with Abby or Mike. She asked for a letter to be delivered before she accepted. Abby read the letter, Diane’s apologies all over it. Abby closed that chapter in her heart, grateful her friend had found peace and recovery.

Bobby Fuller was suspended pending a full investigation for his involvement with Frank’s incident in Vegas as well as helping Mike with the kidnapping. He made a statement, saying he was not going to fight any charges or decisions made by the league. He had earned what would happen to him after everything had concluded and offered his apologies to the Adler family.

Now, she was dealing with the playoffs and the push for Los Angeles to make it to the World Series once again. She came out of her thoughts as her doctor entered the room. “Hello Dr. Adler.”

“Hey Dr. Montgomery.”

“Mr. Adler,” she shook Frank’s hand. “Ready to start the playoffs?

“Absolutely Doc.” Frank flashed her a smile. “Game one tomorrow.”

“You better bring that trophy home,” she replied. “Now Abby, how are you feeling?”

“Nauseous and thirsty at the same time. Kinda weird.”

“Yeah, that happens. Any drowsiness, bloating, cravings?”

“A little bit of everything.” Abby smiled. “Just generally tired. Had back to back surgeries yesterday and then Mary decided it was time to learn a new hobby.” She gave Frank a pointed look.

“How did I know she wanted to learn the drums? She said she wanted to play an instrument.” Frank shrugged and gave his best boyish grin.

Dr. Montgomery chuckled. “Yeah, I can understand that. Well, your blood work came back great, your weight is on track for twelve weeks.”

“When will I pop?” Abby placed a hand over her belly. “Right now, I just feel big but Frank says I look the same.”

“No, I said you look beautiful,” Frank argued.

“Whatever.”

“Usually, moms pop their bellies closer to 15 or 16 weeks. Like I mentioned, your weight is great for twelve weeks. Now, are we ready to see baby?” Abby nodded. “Ok, scoot down, shirt under your breast and pants down a little. Sorry, this is a little cold.” She squirted gel onto Abby, grabbed the wand and rolled over her skin. Frank and Abby stared at the screen, just a mix of black, white and gray, until...

“There it is.” A little peanut shaped blob appeared. It was different from the first scan where it was just a blip of something. This time, a head was clearly taking shape. “That’s your baby.”

“It’s like a little peanut alien,” Frank said.

“Frankie,” Abby whined.

“What? Cricket, it’s a peanut. It's our...” he stopped as Dr. Montgomery turned on the sound and a rapid noise echoed in the room. “Is that...”

“Baby’s heartbeat. Its nice and strong, about 150 beats per minute, which is perfect.”

“They are perfect,” Abby breathed. A tear ran down her face.

“Cricket, what’s wrong?”

“I just thought with the stress, that I did something to the baby.”

Dr. Montgomery cleaned Abby up. “Abby, you are doing everything right. I know that the hearing was stressful, but everything is perfect. I don’t think you need an amniocentesis, so I would relax and enjoy.”

Abby nodded as Frank said, “thanks Doc.”

“Pictures will be up front, and I want to see you in four weeks. Good luck, Frank.”

As Abby and Frank made their way up, they started to talk about baby names. “I like Emily for a girl or Steven for a boy,” Abby said.

“I’m ok with Emily but Steven? Steve Adler?” Frank twisted his mouth in disgust.

“It sounds good.”

“No Cricket it doesn’t. How about Daniel?”

“Dan Adler? I mean, its ok.”

Frank sighed. “We have time right?”

“Yes, we do.” Abby leaned into him. “When are we going to announce this?”

“Let’s do it after the playoffs. You won’t be showing for a few more weeks, and we have the box, so you’ll be hidden.”

“Ok, now if we can only guarantee that Mary will keep her mouth shut,” Abby muses.

“That’s like asking Johnny not to call himself the ‘Human Torch’. Just impossible,” Frank smiled and kissed her head. “But keep dreaming.”

The Dodgers make it through the Wild Card and Division series, defeating The San Diego Padres and the Chicago Cub, respectively. Johnny had pitched a no hitter in the first game against the New York Mets, but a rouge bounce made Frank miss a ground ball in game two, letting the Mets win that game. Fortunately, the Dodgers held themselves together for games three and four and were sitting on the verge of their 13th World Series appearance.

Frank was pumped. He was already a two time World Series winner with Boston and he wanted to make his new team proud. They were away in New York, but it was Saturday, so his family and Abby’s parents were able to make the game.

Abby: No matter what, Mary, peanut and I love you so much Frankie. Good luck baby!

Frank smiled as he finished dressing. Johnny was also looking at his phone, smiling like a goofball. “What has gotten into you? Or should I say who?”

Johnny dropped his phone. He scrambled to pick it up. “Nothing, no one, what, wait, huh?”

Frank grabbed his chest and laughed so hard it brought attention from the entire team. “What is so funny Adler?” Mookie Betts asked.

“Johnny Storm, our own Human Torch, has a girl!” Frank said through gasps of air. “Pay up losers!”

Over half the team grumbled as they pulled out their wallets with Frank and a couple of others holding out their hands. “What the actual fuck is going on?” Johnny asked.

“I told the guys you were going to be infatuated with a girl. Thanks for this,” Frank holds up his hand holding up a few bills.

“You bet on me meeting a girl?”

“No, that’s a stupid bet. I bet you would fall for a girl. Told them I introduced you to one and said I think this is the one for him and Betts said there wasn’t a chance in hell and others agreed so we made a small yet rather fruitful wager.”

“You couldn’t have waited until the end of the season, could your Torch?” Betts slapped his back.

Johnny tried to be angry but instead smiled. “Hell no. Have you see her?” He showed off a picture of him and Katie together by the beach. “She is smart, gorgeous...”

“And should have no business with you,” Kershaw said. “She is smoking.”

“She likes baseball, hangs out with Mary and likes it and she...” he stopped himself. “Never mind. All I’m saying is that I hit the jackpot with my girl so you all can fuck off now.” He turned back to his locker to finish getting ready.

“$100 says he’s engaged if we win the World Series,” Kershaw says.

“No bet. I think he’ll do it at Christmas. More romantic,” Frank says. Johnny just flips them the bird and the team laughs.

The game is tense, but Johnny manages to throw only one hit the entire game. Mookie hits a grand slam and seals the Dodgers fate to another World Series. After the celebration in the locker room, Frank showers and heads out. He sees his wife, daughter and best friend in the family room, Mary asleep in her grandfather’s arms, Abby leaning against Scott and Susie in Marco’s lap. Johnny walked in right after and saw his sister. Before Johnny could say anything, Frank covered his mouth. “Shut up,” he whispered.

“That’s my sister,” Johnny pointed.

“Have you not noticed she been dating my brother in law?” Frank hissed. “Since the All Star game.”

“Seriously? I thought she was with that nerd Reed.”

Frank sighed and ran a hand over his face. “According to Abby, Reed said he didn’t have time to date because of some crap project about a cloud in space, who the fuck knows. Anyway, when everyone was trying to find Mary, I guess Susie broke down in the backyard and Marco comforted her. One thing led to another, and they started seeing each other in LA.”

Johnny looked at his sister. “Why didn’t she tell me?”

“Geez, I wonder,” Frank deadpanned.

“Yeah, alright, you don’t have to be a dick about it. Let’s take them to the hotel and get some sleep before we fly home.” He took another look at his sister. “She’s happy, and he’s a good guy?”

“I couldn’t trust anyone better to protect this family.”

The Dodger has two days off before they have to start their series with Boston. The irony was not lost on Frank. Playing the team that had traded him after missing the playoffs last year would either be glorious or gut-wrenching. They are starting on the road this time and Frank is nervous. Not for the game, but for the fact that Abby had now been dealing with a streak of morning sickness that left her pale, dehydrated and bedridden.

“Cricket, maybe I can miss the first game? Just until I know you are better.” He smoothed her hair away from her clammy forehead.

“Frankie, you can’t miss. Susie said she would stay with me and Nugget and Marco. Scottie and Steve are going to go and support. If I feel better, I’ll fly out with Mary for game two.”

“But...”

“No, Frank, this is your job. Win this, babe, and come home and finish it for me here in LA. I promise, if something is wrong, we will call. Your baby just likes to test me is all.”

Frank ran a hand through his hair. “The minute something is wrong?”

“You’ll be the first call, ok? I love you.”

He knelt next to the side of the bed. “I love you Peanut. Be nice to momma, ok?” He kissed her stomach and then kissed her forehead. “I love you, Cricket. So very much.” One last kiss, he grabbed his suitcase and was out the door.

Mary, Susie and Abby watched their boys play in Boston. They took game one with ease, Frank making a spectacular dive in the fourth for a double play. Johnny hit two homers in the ninth securing the win. Game two was a different story. Boston came to play, outscoring Los Angeles by ten. Abby flipped off the TV at the end of the game, tugging on Mary’s ponytail. “At least Frank hit it.”

“But they lost.”

“I know, but you have to look at the positives, Nugget. I’m sure Dad would appreciate it if we kept to the positives. It’ll make flying home easier.”

“I guess.” Mary shrugged. “I don’t remember Boston being that good.”

“Me neither.”

Frank and the rest of the team came home in a dejected state. Losing that hard took its toll but it just made the Dodgers want to work that much harder. He hadn’t mentioned it to Abby, but a couple of the Boston guys jeered at him when his was on base. Fans did too, during game two. It had messed with his head a little bit. Johnny had heard it and reminded Frank that he hadn’t chosen to leave Boston. It still stung.

The next three games were at home and the Dodgers took the lead after five, with spectacular performances from Kershaw and Storm. Betts hit homers in every game and Frank had two RBIs. Abby had been feeling better to attend the games, making Frank feel better knowing his girl was at the stadium with him.

Game six and the teams were back in Boston. It had been a close game, but Frank fouled up in the ninth allowing the winning run on base. But former Dodger Justin Turner would not be denied. He had come over during Frank’s trade and had something to prove. He launched a walk off rocket off a fast ball from Joe Kelly that went right over the famous Green Monster wall. Joe and the rest of the team walked off of the field with the crowd going absolutely wild in the background.

As Frank woke up on the day of game seven, he stared at the ceiling. This was the last day to prove to everyone that, despite the year of chaos he had, he was still the best at this game. He turned and looked at his beautiful wife. Abby’s hair cascaded down her naked back, finding comfort of no clothes during her fourteenth week of pregnancy. Frank moved a piece of hair that had fallen over her face back. Winning her back, completing his mission to marry the love of his life, he knew he had already won the year.

Abby curled more into his side and Frank wrapped his arm firmly around her. He could snooze for a few more before the chaos of the day began.

The game was tight and scoreless. Both teams were playing with no errors. It was the top of the ninth and Frank was on second, having a lucky bounce allowing him to get the double. Johnny was now at bat and had a two count. Frank took a small lead of the base and could see a fastball would be delivered. Johnny read it perfectly and it bounced in left field. Frank ran for third and the third base coach waved him through to home. Frank slid and beat the throw home.

Dodgers –1 – Boston – 0.

The next batter strikes out, but the damage has been done. It's up to the defense to hold off Boston for the next half of the inning. Johnny came in as relief to Kershaw and has been on his game all night. He quickly dispatches a batter but walked the next and now it's do or die for Boston. And Justin Turner is at bat.

Johnny settles, a shake of his head, then a nod, and let go of his patented fast ball. Strike. He gets the ball back and takes a breath. He looks at Frank, who gives him a reassuring nod and he turns back. Another nod and Johnny threw his change-up, leaving Turner swinging.

One more.

Johnny sets, rears back and lets go of the ball.

It's perfect.

Until the crack of the bat sounds.

And Frank watches as it sails over the right field wall.

Boston has won the World Series.

I'm sorry, don't kill me...

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✨GOTTA CATCH’EM ALL✨

Based on the Elf stories by @imyourbratzdoll 💕

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Always You: Part. 3

Weeeeee! Its another chapter! As always, I would like to thank all of you for reading! It really means a lot to me!

AU Actor Frank Adler x Y/N, Jarred Perry x Y/N

FIrst off I would like to thank these beautiful people!

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You watched as the man emerged from the shadows, your eyes widening as Frank appeared. You started to shake in fear. You shouldn’t be like this, but he was in your home uninvited. He was supposed to be the love of your life, the man you loved, but you weren’t sure who he became at that moment.

“Honey, I know you're scared-”

“How did you get in?! Why are you here, Frank?”

Frank sighed, dug into his pocket, and pulled out the spare key. You looked at the key and sighed, remembering that he had a copy you gave him a while back when you two were together, but now circumstances are different; you made a mental note to get it back.

He didn’t deserve it.

“But that doesn’t answer my question, Frank. Why are you here?” you asked once more.

Frank leaned against the island table in your kitchen and crossed his arms.

“I know you're mad and have every right to be, but you have to know that this is just-”

“Work? Ha, I know it's work. But this is different, Frank. You’re taken, and that’s considered cheating. How long have you known about this contract?”

Frank looked at you, trying to find the words without hurting you, the look in his eyes one you had seen too many times.

“Since Ju-”

“Since June?!” You questioned, finishing his sentence.

Frank felt the blood drain from his body. He never liked lying to you, but Janice told him not to say anything until right.

“Honey, please-”

“Don’t honey me, Frank! You knew but failed to tell me; let me rephrase that you have the guts to lie to me?” you yelled.

“You know how Janice works! You and she are in the same business. She just wants what’s-”

“Janice doesn’t work the way I do. You know that I don’t do that shit. I don’t believe in PR shitships. All that does is bring issue after issue to deal with,” You said, placing your hand on your hip and staring at Frank.

“I know that, but I just-”

“Just what, Frank? Need to stay in the limelight? You know this isn’t like you,” you said, feeling disappointed. “You were this wholesome man that I fell in love with, then you did that movie with Bonnie, and then this happened.”

“The fans-”

“Yes, the fans like you with her; I fucking get it. But you know her past and what a mess she is. I got emails from UTA that they want to do some PR shit with Jarred, and you know what he said? He didn’t want to do it. He knew how messed up a situation she was in.”

“Y/N, she’s a nice girl. Yes, she had a bad history with the media, but she changed. I just need to-.”

“DON’T YOU DARE, FRANK!”

“What, that I need to be in a PR-”

“Frank, why? Just why do you need to do this? That’s all I ask. Do you not want to be out of the light for a while?”

“Janice wants me to get an Oscar, a nomination, maybe a win-”

“And this is how it's going to be? Wow, she’s asking for it.”

“But seriously, Y/N. None of these matters to me because I still love you-”

“And you think I do? You think I still love you?”

Frank stood there for a moment, thinking of what you just said.

“Honey, you don’t-”

Before he could say anything, you went to your purse and fished out your ring, looking at it briefly before shoving it into his chest.

“I do not need this. When you finally realize what you want, maybe you can give it back to me. Maybe when you realize how screwed up this is, then there is a chance. But for now, we are done,” you said.

Frank looked at you in disbelief, placing his hand on top of yours and holding it tight into his.

"Honey Bee, please, you don't mean any of this. You mean the world to-"

You yanked your hand out of his and shoved him away from you, tears forming in your eyes.

"Please, Frank, just leave."

"No, I will not leave until you tell me this isn't ov-"

"It's over, Frank. You lied, and you changed. Get the fuck out of my house," you said, your hands gripping the counter and not facing him.

You felt his hands on your waist and immediately turned around and pushed him off.

"FRANK ADLER, GET OUT NOW!"

Frank tried to touch you again, but you slapped him. Looking at you again, he opened the door and turned to you.

"I still love you," Frank said and walked out.

You slammed the door, standing there for a moment before you slid down to the ground.

On the other side, Frank stood facing the doorway, hearing your cries, and feeling your pain.

Three Months Later

Three months had passed, and you found yourself trying to move on. Instead, you found yourself sitting at home after work with a Grey Goose or Maker's Mark bottle. You wanted to call your best friend Diana, but she was out of town with her client. Since the breakup, Frank had called you less but still managed to text you. Morning, Afternoon, and Goodnight, just like he used to do when he was on location for a shoot.

It made you smile but faded with the thought of him and Bonnie. It doesn't help when the entertainment news has them plastered on tv and in magazines. Janice called you and wanted to set up a dinner with you to discuss things. You gave her the “I'll have my assistant call you for the times,” and then you hung up. You knew she would come and visit you sooner or later, but until then, you want to avoid her as much as possible.

You placed your wine glass on the coffee table and picked up your phone. Your phone lit up, which caught your attention. It was a reminder notification that reminded you that you had an afternoon flight to Boston with Jarred for his gala and filming. You had your bags packed and ready to go the next day, and your driver will be picking you up from your house and taking you to the airport hangar at LAX.

The following afternoon, you found yourself in the backseat of the SUV that would be taking you to the airport. Jarred was running a bit late but would meet you on the plane. You sat and looked at your phone and the schedule. It wasn’t too much, but Jarred didn't have an extensive plan, so he wanted to head to his vacation home in Concord, which you agreed to. Jarred had been working for almost a year, and he was getting tired; you deserved a mini vacation as well.

You needed to get away from everything that was going on in your life. You told your team before you left the office that you would be on vacation and not bother you unless it was an emergency. But you knew that they would call you. You placed your phone down when you noticed that the car had pulled up into the hangar. Another car was there, and you knew it was Jarred.

Jarred came out from the private jet and waved at you. You waved back and got out of the car, your driver moving your luggage out of the trunk and onto the plane. You walked into the private jet and took a seat in front of Jarred.

“Well, that was a semi-long day today,” you mentioned, placing your bag next to you and leaning back into the chair. Jarred laughed, too, leaning back in his chair.

“Well, the same with me. I was running late at home. Buggar did not want to make his shit, so I had to get Jessie to take him, and I was out the door.” Jarred said.

“Ha, no worries. I thought I was running late too. Midafternoon traffic is no joke.” You spoke.

“Anyways, what time is the gala?” Jarred asked. You took out your phone and scanned his schedule.

“It’s later tonight. You will be going straight from the airport; you get one day break, and then you start filming for Knives Out.

“Ah, working with Chris Evans. It is always fun with that guy.” Jarred said.

“Yea, he’s a nice guy. But he’s a very messy man.”

“Yea, tell me about it.”

“Just remember to keep it casual with him and don’t get too involved,” you warned.

“Oh, trust me, I don’t need reporters hounding me for his personal life,” Jarred said as you shook your head with a smile.

Later that night, you found yourself at the high-rise of the Four Seasons Hotel in Boston, outside with a glass of wine in your hands. You walked to the edge, looking towards the city. The calm wind blew against your warm skin, and you smiled. Down below, the city was still awake, but you somehow felt at peace.

“Admiring the views?” You heard a voice that caught you off guard. You turned around to find a handsome man; his blue eyes shined as you felt your cheeks heat.

You took a sip of your wine, “Yeah, it's quite nice out tonight.”

The man held out his hand, “I’m Chris.”

You took his hand and smiled, “Nice to meet you, Chris; I’m Y/N.”

As you shook his hand, you heard someone clear his throat, and you both turned to see Jarred standing with his champagne in his hand.

"Hey, Chris!" Jarred said, taking his place next to you. Chris looked at Jarred and then gave his million-dollar smile.

"Jarred didn't think you would be here," Chris said, holding his hand out. Jarred shook his hand, making sure to keep his place beside you.

Before you could say something, Chris excused himself. As he left, you turned around and raised an eyebrow at Jarred. He stared at you, confused.

"What?" Jarred said, laughing.

"Cock blocker," you said.

Jarred looked at you for a moment and then laughed.

"Cock blocker? Why would-"

"Because he's hot!" you said. Jarred laughed even more, then placed his arm around your waist.

"Trust me, and you don't wanna mess with a messy man," Jarred said, leading you back inside. You laughed, leaning in close to him.

"Oh, trust me, I know. I just got out of a relationship with one. Besides, it doesn’t hurt to let him flirt a little; a girl gotta feel love sometimes," you said with a laugh as Jarred shook his head.

“Well, how about I keep you company and keep these vultures away from you,” Jarred said as you just shrugged and walked around, meeting other business associates as they chatted with you and Jarred by your side.

Prying eyes wandered around the large private ballroom. She was chatting with some of the people from the industry, and she froze.

She spotted the voices. Her eyes widened as she began to realize who the mysterious girl was. She took her device out and started to snap photos of none other than Jarred Perry and a mysterious girl. Then placed her phone down and began to dial.

Janice speaking.

Janice, it's Bonnie. I've got something that will destroy Frank.

What is it?

Y/N is getting cozy with her client, Jarred

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We’re All Monsters Masterlist

A werewolf AU that ties into @krirebr’s wonderful Vampire AU. See her masterlist here! And our announcement post here!

My take on werewolves is heavily influenced by the show Supernatural, so all of the lore will be taken from that show!

Andy Barber x Runner

I See Trouble on the Way - intro for Andy and Runner

Ari Levinson x Queenie

coming soon!

Frank Adler & Pete Brenner x Dove

Mouth is Alive, All Running Inside - intro for Frank, Pete and Dove

Johnny Storm x Cutter

The Heat of the Moment, Showed in Your Eyes - intro for Johnny and Cutter

Lloyd Hansen x Snipe/Spitfire

Demolition Woman, Can I be Your Man - intro for Spitfire and Lloyd

#we’re all monsters #masterlist #andy barber #lloyd hansen #johnny storm #pete brenner #frank adler #ari levinson #werewolf au

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Another Bedroom (Frank Adler x reader)

Summary: After some time in a relationship with Frank, you walk away scared that you will ruin the life he had worked so long to maintain. He despairs because he really isn't good with words… and he's never going to be expressive.

If you like, I would be so grateful if you reblog or comments to interact ( I love to share your thoughts)

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You'd been with Frank for a year, though you spent the first five months on the sidelines: Mary was in college, thus in the public eye, which made Frank warier of her than ever. You understood, and you told him so. He was a nice guy, he was attractive, and there was something about him that just made you look at his face and stroke him.

He was working as a philosophy professor, but he was also still fixing the occasional boat, and that's how you had met him: you had gone to the harbor when you were new to the area, and on the third time, you talked to him. You saw how he looked at you over his droopy glasses, but something in his gaze made it clear to you that it wasn't the first time he had seen you either.

Little by little you began to go more often, even bringing him lunch, just sitting on the dock, he began to open up little by little, as you did with him, and eventually, he invited you for a drink on Friday night. You accepted and ended up at his little house.

When you met Mary, you saw that she was the sweetest girl in the world. The first day you were with her, Frank was so tense but his body loosened up when he saw the girl let out a laugh with you.

And on the weekends, you used to go there, taking care of Mary while Frank started to build himself an expansion of the house so Mary could have her own room. You helped him with the work, or at least to fix the boards while he tightened it up.

And despite that time with him and knowing that you knew him, you were surprised that he remained somewhat serious and tense at all times. It's not that you didn't notice him being happy with you, he was just hard as a rock at times, but when his kisses touched any part of your body, you knew he did love you even if he didn't say it often.

You understood it all when you were sitting on the porch. It was Monday night, and you were waiting for Frank to arrive. You didn't live there, but you did stay for several days: you were too shy and guarded too, assuming that what you wanted might be impulsive or soon.

"Hey honey, what are you doing there?" you looked up at Roberta, clutching your teacup close to your chest.

"Oh, I'm waiting for Frank. Mary's sleeping and the night is nice" Roberta smiled at you and came over. And with some light chatter, she remarked to you that his behavior could be because you were the first girl she had formally seen him with since he had moved in there with Mary. That caught you off guard, you didn't know that at all, but you didn't manage to respond because the lights of the van dazzled you and then faded by the time you looked away from him.

"What are you doing out here? "he asked leaning closer as he tucked the keys to the van in his jean pocket, leaning down to kiss your forehead.

"Mary's asleep" you spoke looking at him.

"Yeah, I thought you were too" he looked at Roberta "Everything okay?" he asked shaking his head.

"Of course it is, but go to sleep now it's late" Roberta spoke and Frank nodded, looking at you and shaking his head. You nodded, getting up and walking in with him.

...

You hadn't seen either of them for a week. You felt like shit, physically and emotionally, and it didn't help to realize that on the first two days he didn't write you or care about you, on the third he wrote you, and you answered his "how are you?" with a "fine" and nothing else.

And on Friday morning, Frank was serving lunch - Fridays were all three of us at lunch, but it was already the second Friday in a row that you didn't come.

"Did you break up with her?" the question from Mary as Frank sat down caused him to frown.

"No."

"Did she break up with you?"

"No" repeated this one "As far as I know," he thought.

"Then where is she?"

"I don't know. Working. I'm her boyfriend, not the father" was the longest answer he had given her about you in the last week, every time she asked.

"She hasn't answered my texts since yesterday" Frank looked at her seriously.

"Why are you texting her? It's none of your business."

"Because it's been a week since she's been here and I haven't seen her. And one of us has to be worried about her."

"I am worried, Mary. But she's a grown woman who has her life, too."

"And then she hadn't done any of her life for almost a year and now she's doing them all together?" Frank sighed, holding his hand to his head "Mary, just eat and don't meddle anymore. I'm going down to the harbor, are you coming?"

"No, I'll stay with Roberta who really if she's worried about her."

"Roberta has no idea."

Mary shrugged as she saw how her uncle was getting frustrated "She said she's been seeing her bad for days already and then she disappears"

"She was fine"

"No one who overcooks every evening is fine" and he simply stopped answering the girl and proceeded to eat.

He was going to go to the harbor for a boat to fix, but he just saw Mary: she had gotten used to staying with you on Fridays, and he really had no idea why he hadn't been texted back for two days. He decided, before going to the port, he would stop by your apartment, asking Roberta to watch Mary.

He went up the steps to your apartment two at a time and knocked on the door: you were supposed to be off work by noon on Fridays. Twice he pounded his fists, neither of you answered, then he pulled out of his pocket the copy of keys you had given him. He sighed when he didn't see you and walked to your room, but you weren't there either. He went to leave, but his eyes stopped on the table, coming closer to see the coffee cup half full. Puzzled, he touched the cup and saw how lukewarm it was: you must have left recently.

Voices could be heard approaching and by the time Frank turned around, he made eye contact with two officers. The three looked at each other for a second and Frank noticed how the officers were about to enter the apartment.

"Excuse me, can we help you with something?"

"Why are you here?" asked Frank, feeling his body tense up.

"Do you know who lives here?"

"I'm-I'm her partner" he stammered.

"Oh" both officers looked at each other, "We thought she lived alone. We came to secure the apartment."

"Where is she?" the question was on the nerves.

"We received an emergency call to secure the house. At the hospital, she was taken a few minutes ago."

"What?" the question was in a loud tone. "What the hell happened?" Frank chimed in.

"I'm sorry... we don't have that information ourselves."

"Shit" Frank rounded on them and ran down the stairs, to start his truck before closing the door. Now, he felt like a complete idiot, and he had his nerves controlling his entire body.

The tires of the vehicle screeched as he parked the truck and got in looking all around as if he could find you with the naked eye. And he was afraid, he really was because he was aware that he hadn't been looking out for you, that he hadn't really heard from you for a week. He had to know something was wrong.

He went to the counter and repeated your name twice as if with the first one the woman couldn't take care of. "She was admitted a few minutes ago" Frank turned his head toward an approaching nurse "She called 911 and when they arrived, she was unconscious. She's in the ER" and without further ado, this one saw the door indicating that it was the ER. He walked toward it, turning a deaf ear to what the nurses were saying. He saw several curtains separating certain spaces, and those that were open, none of them had your face. You opened the first two, only to see two different people: an older lady, and a child.

"Hey, mister!" he even turned around, opened the third curtain, and your body relaxed in a certain part. The doctor fell down beside him.

"It's... it's my girlfriend, it's my partner" he whispered and dropped his head as he caught his breath. He felt the stares, but walked over to you and sat up to take your hand. He had his eyes closed, feeling guilty and like shit, totally stressed out. He took your hand, and you stirred, causing him to quickly raise his head to look at you.

"Frank?" you swallowed as you looked at him.

"Hi" he brought a hand to your forehead and ran a few strands "You've got all your hair down, do you have anything to hold it up? I think I must have some tie in the van."

"What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? I haven't heard from you in a week and I went to your apartment, the officers came and" he let out a breath "God, I felt like my heart was pounding out of my chest"

"Frank I'm fine. Go with Mary."

He frowned "No, no, she's fine. But you're not, I... I don't know what happened. Did something happen?" your stomach completely knotted, watching his face pucker and furrow his brow, totally devastated, "I thought you wanted your space, and that... well, I understand that Mary doesn't have to be your responsibility and it's mine, so I wasn't going to force you to be in the house either, or insist on it. And it's totally fine that you don't want that, I know you're shy and it's hard for you to adjust, you don't have to do anything, but it already felt like you lived there, and you moved away for a while and I -" you'd never heard him talk so much, but that wasn't exactly what had filled your eyes with tears. He stopped talking and sighed "I don't know, I thought you didn't want to anymore, but today I find out that you stopped responding to Mary, that Rebecca noticed you badly before I could and... if you're really going through something, you can really say so. Whatever it is I can help, or it can be fixed."

"Frank...I chose to be in your life and Mary's" you mumbled, sitting up in bed. "I chose to stay after seeing all that you could give me and what I could give you."

"So what happened?"

You wiped your tears with the back of your hand, but you knew you had reached a point where you would have to tell him. "Frank, I'm pregnant" you watched as he tensed his whole body. His whole damn body and pulled back a few inches. You let out a breath "I know it's not what you want, I don't even know if you once wanted it but I couldn't control it. And Frank, I know how hard you've worked so hard to give Mary a good life and I didn't want...I didn't want to give you any more trouble. Both were finally having peace."

He leaned his back in the chair "Did the doctors tell you you're pregnant?"

"I found out two weeks ago" he raised his eyebrow and you just bit your cheek before continuing "Then I started having strong symptoms, and I...Frank, I didn't want things to get complicated and I stayed in my apartment"

"So what happened today?" despair was in your body, seeing no expression from him. As if you hadn't told him you were pregnant, as if he hadn't noticed that he was the father.

"Frank..."

"Just tell me what happened today."

"I felt really bad, fucking bad. And I- two days ago I can't go to work, I sat down to drink my coffee, my blood pressure dropped, and I don't know, I could only call the emergency" you really didn't remember well, and the fact that Frank hadn't said anything about the pregnancy, made you want to yell at him. Could he ever be a little more expressive?

"And it never occurred to you to talk to me?"

"So what, so what Frank?!" he looked shocked at your tone of voice.

"I don't know but at least let me know I'm going to have to put another damn room together!" you scowled at him and he looked at you blankly.

"Frank, you're going to do dad."

"And I didn't- I didn't have it in the plans. Neither did you, I guess. But that doesn't mean you have to get up and leave without saying anything because I thought you were going to leave me! God, half your stuff was at my house, I thought you moved out, and then you stop going! I thought you were going to leave me!"

"I wasn't going to stay there and make your life miserable!"

He opened his mouth, indignant at what you had said "Please! You live in my house and spend all day with Mary, how do you think you're going to make me bitter?"

"You were having a stable and- God, Frank, you even want a baby!"

"Sure it wasn't on my list but that doesn't mean I can't take responsibility! I'm an adult who decided to let you into his life! I'm someone who wants you to wake up next to him! And I'm insecure as shit, but that doesn't mean you have to walk away!"

"You're barely talking! I can't guess your feelings" the talk was turning into an argument when the curtain opened, leaving a scowling doctor and a machine, "Sorry, guys, but I can't let you scream in here" Frank sighed, realizing. "May I be allowed to do the ultrasound on the baby?"

"Yes, please" you saw Frank who almost begged with that. You looked at him, and he looked at you "What?"

"Do you really want this baby?"

Frank shook his head, ignoring the doctor who was setting everything up "For God's sake, I'm telling you I already thought you were moving into my house with me and Mary. I told you I'm going to make another room. I want you, and if it means having a family too, I'll take my chances. I want it."

...

"(...) So I told her I wasn't going to be friends with her anymore" you nodded looking at Mary, who had been telling her argument for fifteen minutes.

"And you're not going to be?" you asked, sitting back in the chair as Mary denied putting her ice cream in her mouth. She lowered her gaze for a second and so did you, watching as your few months old daughter was sucking on your nipple. You stroked her hair.

"Are you done with that story?" both you and Mary looked up, seeing Frank standing on the ceiling with his hands on his hips. He was sweaty and his hair was a mess, but he had insisted on finishing fixing the light in the other room he had made while you were pregnant. "Even Eva's asleep already," he teased her and you watched as Mary rounded her eyes.

"She's asleep from waiting for her father to stop watching if he falls off the ceiling."

Frank wrinkled his nose to head for the moveable staircase and climbed down. "I'm done" he saw the new room next to Mary's, then pulled pointing to it "Must have light by now" he assured as he walked over to you and you handed him the glass of water. He thanked you by shaking his head and took a long drink and sighed as he finished, leaning forward to place a sweet kiss on your lips. Simultaneously, he ran a hand over the baby's head. "Mary, will you check to see if the light comes on from inside?"

The little girl nodded to run out and you smiled. "It worked!" shouted Mary from inside after a few seconds and Frank nodded, wiping his arm across his forehead to wipe away his sweat. Mary hopped out.

"Do you guys mind if I take a bath and we go for a walk?" Mary looked at you and you nodded. "Got it" this one walked inside, but not before messing up Mary's hair.

"Frank!" she complained and you laughed.

"If you want I'll braid your hair."

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