Chapter Seven

Colette

Three Months Later

Everything has been quiet for the last three months. We haven’t had any more issues, but we know we will, eventually. Victoria has hardly left the pool house. When she does, she only goes as far as the patio outside the door. She is absolutely terrified to leave, but we make sure that we are bringing her everything that she needs.

Dallas comes to our room every night and they fuck me as hard as they can, as quietly as possible. I wake up every morning to Hudson getting me off in some way. Sometimes it’s his fingers, sometimes it’s his mouth, and occasionally wake up with him balls deep in my pussy.

Dallas stays in here until morning, but makes sure to leave before anyone else wakes up. With both of them in here at night, my nightmares have gotten significantly better. Hudson thinks it’s because I stay surrounded by people I trust and although it’s helpful with him to be there, it’s even better with both of them.

I woke up to go to the bathroom when Dallas was leaving the room, so that gave me a chance to give him a kiss. We refrain from being intimate in any sort of way around others because we are just not ready to tell anyone that I am with both of them. Originally, we hadn’t put a name to it. I asked what this was considered, and we had a discussion about labels. Ultimately, it was decided that they were both my partners.

At first, we were using condoms, but then Hudson just told him to pull out. I don’t have a problem either way because if I get pregnant, they have both agreed that they will both be considered the father. I think they are both still finding out where they are comfortable, and we are slowly inching towards Dallas having full access to me. I think what they don’t understand is that the pull-out method is not effective all of the time.

Last night, I told them that I was a day late, and that is not normal, so they’re both starting to realize that either one of them could be the father if I am pregnant. I expected Hudson to have an issue with it, but they were so fucking excited. I think this is the turning point of our relationship where we finally find a comfortable place for us to be.

Really, they have just overcomplicated things for the last three months, but I don’t care because I’m still getting fucked by the two men I care about the most. I’m going to uncomplicate things right now by looking at this pregnancy test. They will have to get their shit together and figure out what they are doing because, logically, if I am one of them is the father.

I flip the test over and I see the second line, but it’s faint. I tilt my head to the side because I’m wondering if maybe it is not actually positive. I would be early still, so who knows?

“Hudson,” I say.

“Mmm,” he groans.

“Did you fall back asleep?” I ask as I walk with the test to the bedroom.

“Is that what I think is?” he asks, sitting up.

“Mhmm. Tell me what you think,” I say, handing him the test.

“It’s very light but… I think you are,” he says. “We should probably just take you to the doctor. Especially considering you might have heart issues one day; it would be best to find out sooner rather than later.”

“Yeah,” I say. “I think everyone but Dallas is busy today. Can he come with us?”

“Of course,” he says, confused.

“I just didn’t…”

“Cole, I know I have been weirdly possessive, and I’m trying to get myself out of that for Dallas’ sake. That man loves you and he has every right to you as I do. I know it’s frustrating, but I’m working on it.”

“And do you understand that he very well could be the biological father?” I ask.

“I do. I knew that it was a possibility originally, but I was still holding onto that possessiveness that I’ve always had over you,” he says. “Dallas has been so fucking patient with me about it.”

“It’s because he respects you,” I say. “He abided by your boundaries until you made the decision for them to change.”

“Do you love him?” Hudson asks.

“Yeah,” I say. “It’s still new, but I do.”

“Then the three of us will raise this baby together. If you aren’t pregnant, you will be soon,” he says. “Everyone else should be gone. I am going to make a call to get you into a doctor's office. Go down and tell him the good news.”

“Okay,” I smile. I kiss him once more before leaving the bedroom.

I find Dallas in the kitchen, and he smiles brightly when he sees me. “Hey, sweetheart,” he says, kissing me.

“Hi. I have something to tell you,” I say.

“Okay…”

“I am more than likely pregnant,” I say, handing him the test. He stares at it for a second before tossing it on the counter and picking me up in a hug. I giggle when he spins me around.

“How is Hudson taking it?” I ask.

“Good. He knew it was a possibility and he’s just trying to work through his possessiveness,” I say.

“Yeah, he apologized to me last night after you fell asleep,” he says as he sits me on the counter. “He has never had to share you, but he wants to share you with me.”

“Yeah. It’s a bit comical to see him go back-and-forth, but he always ends up enjoying watching you fuck me,” I laugh. “We have to tell the others eventually.”

“Yeah. Let’s confirm either way, and then we can sit down with everyone,” he says.

“I love you,” I say.

“I love you too,” he says, smiling brightly. “I did not expect that.”

“I’m sure you didn’t. Hudson asked me if I did, and I finally let myself admit it. I wanted you to know.”

“Hey,” Hudson says as he comes into the kitchen. “Tell him?”

“I did,” I smile. “You gonna tell him?”

“Tell me what?” Dallas asks.

“I am done being possessive over her with you. You deserve the same access as I do. I will not stand in the way of you doing what you want with her,” Hudson says.

“So, you could stand there and watch me fuck your wife without intervening?” Dallas challenging him with a smile.

“Yeah,” he chuckles.

“Hmm,” Dallas says, smiling at me.

“Think we can save fucking the life out of me for after the doctors office?” I ask with a laugh. “If I am sore when they do that vaginal ultrasound, it will suck.”

“That’s true. That would be mean,” he laughs. “I’ll be nice. I’ll make Hudson sit beside us when I fuck you.”

“Which means I end up getting fucked by both of you,” I laugh. “You would not deny me that pleasure.”

“She’s gotcha there,” Hudson grins.

“I have no willpower with you,” Dallas chuckles. “Let’s go. We can get food on the way home.”

“Mrs. Mulder?” the nurse calls. I stand up, followed by Hudson and Dallas joining me. The nurse looks confused, but she doesn’t say anything. I follow her back and she does routine checks like blood pressure, weight, temperature, and finally a urine test. Once all of that is complete, she puts us in an exam room.

“Why do you look like you are going to pass out?” I ask humorously.

“Hmm? Nope. I’m good,” Hudson says.

“You sure?” I ask, laughing.

“I am realizing if you are pregnant, I’m going to see a child come out of you,” he says.

“That’s how pregnancy works,” I say.

“No, I know. I just don’t like seeing you hurting.”

“Understandable,” I shrug.

A knock at the door catches our attention and a woman walks in. “Hi,” she says kindly. “I am Dr. Kidd. You are Colette?”

“I am,” I smile.

“So, your test came back positive. Based on everything, I am estimating you are around seven weeks pregnant,” she says. “It’s my understanding that you do want an ultrasound today?”

“Uh. Yeah,” I laugh.

“Alright. We will take a look at baby and go from there,” she says. “Who is dad?”

“Good question,” I shrug, and the guys laugh.

“I understand,” she smiles. “It says that you are married, so your husband will not have to fill out anything, but you will need to fill out some things for the other so that they can be privy to your care.”

“No problem,” I say as she hands me a clipboard of papers.

“Follow me down to the ultrasound room and I will get you set up with him,” she says.

Once I finish filling out the paperwork and it is signed, we follow her out of our current room and down the hallway before going into another. It’s darker in this room, but cozy. She hands me a blanket and tells me to undress from the waist down. When she leaves us, Hudson turns to me. “Him?” he asks.

“Yeah, Huddy. Boys can do a girl's job too,” I say jokingly as I get undress the way I was told.

“No, I know that. I just… didn’t expect a man to be the one putting something inside of you today,” he says. I sit on the table and cover up before responding.

“It’s an ultrasound. It’s not like he’s going to fuck me with it,” I say but laugh when I see a man stepped into the room.

“I am Fabian,” he smiles. “I’ll be doing your ultrasound today.”

“Nice to meet you,” I say. “I will just preemptively apologize for them.”

“I understand,” he smiles. “So, we are measuring baby and getting a heartbeat today. I will also take a look at both ovaries.”

“Why?” Hudson asks.

“Huddy,” I say.

“Sorry. I’ll shut up,” he smiles.

“Better to have an overprotective partner than a neglectful one,” Fabian says. “Would you like for me to explain the procedure?”

“Basically, it’s like a wand that’s gonna stick inside of me and it’s gonna give us the heartbeat. He’ll also be able to see all my internals that way,” I say. “Also, babies look creepy on the scans.”

“Ah, not as creepy as an MRI,” Fabian laughs. “Have you ever had an ultrasound like this?”

“Yeah. Once when I had an ovarian cyst,” I say.

“Good. So, you know what to expect,” he says. “Put your feet up in the stirrups and the dads can join you on your other side.”

“Not going to guess who the father is?” Dallas asks.

“I learned a long time ago not to make assumptions,” he says. “Also, her chart says that there are two fathers.”

“They are just looking for something to be weird about. Ignore them,” I say.

I lay back and put my feet up before Hudson and Dallas join me on my other side. I laugh when they both look stressed when the ultrasound technician puts lubricant on the wand. When he inserts the wand, their attention goes to the screen on the wall in front of us. Right away, I see the little blip. He focuses on measuring the uterus, ovaries, and cervix first before focusing on it.

“Alright, this is your baby,” he says. “You are measuring for… seven weeks and two days.”

“It’s so small,” Hudson says.

“Not for long,” Fabian says. “Babies grow fast.”

“Ah yes. My poor back,” I say.

“We will just carry you everywhere,” Dallas laughs.

“I wouldn’t put it past either of you,” I laugh.

“This is the heartbeat,” he says. When the sound plays through the room, I immediately tear up. Hearing that sound puts everything into perspective. “One forty-five. It’s perfect.”

“It’s a baby,” I say tearfully to Hudson and Dallas.

“Yeah,” Hudson says sweetly. “You are going to make an amazing mother.”

“Can I call you mommy now?” Dallas asks.

“Fuck no,” I laugh and wipe away my tears.

“Take your time but you guys are good to go,” Fabian says, handing the pictures to Hudson.

“Thank you so much,” I smile.

“They’ll call you in the next day or two to set up your next appointment,” he says. “Congratulations.”

“Thanks,” Hudson says.

When the door shuts, they immediately take to cleaning the lubricant off me before helping me get dressed. I feel like I’m on cloud nine. I am so happy. We walk hand in hand to the parking lot, only separating so that Dallas can sit behind the driver’s seat. Just as Hudson opens my door, I see a familiar blacked out SUV.

“Hudson,” I say quickly. I suddenly start to panic when I pistol comes out of the passenger window. “Hudson!”

I instinctively step in front of him as soon as shots ring out. They hit the side of the SUV and suddenly I feel numb. Hudson pulls me back almost immediately when I step in front him, but it’s too late.

“What the fuck was… Oh God,” Dallas says. Hudson snaps his head in my direction and his eyes go wide.

“I… don’t feel well,” I say. I’m completely dazed. I’m not in any pain, but I know I was hit.

“I’m going to fucking kill them,” Hudson growls. He pulls his shirt off, leaving him in just an undershirt. Dallas takes it and presses it against my shoulder before they get me into the backseat.

“Want me to call the others?” Dallas asks as he applies more pressure to my shoulder. I grunt, but I’m not in pain. At least it’s not registering.

“No. Let’s get her taken care of first,” Hudson says.

“Am I going to die?” I ask. Dallas has me laying on my side, so my shoulder is closer to him and I can be comfortable. I look up at him and he looks shaken, but not scared.

“No, baby. They just grazed your shoulder. You are probably in shock,” he says. “Just relax and I’ll get it taken care of, okay?”

“It doesn’t hurt,” I explain.

“That’s good. Let me know if it starts hurting,” he says. I can tell he’s trying to keep calm. If they panic, I will panic. Considering I’m bleeding all over the place, panicking is not a good idea.

I’m completely silent as we drive home. As we get closer, I start to feel the pain in my arm. Dallas is the one to carry me inside and we go straight to our bedroom.

“I think it’s stopped bleeding now,” Dallas says.

“It’s not as bad as I thought,” Hudson says.

“No, it just bled a lot,” Dallas explains. “Let’s get her in the shower to get all the blood off of her first. I can numb it and close it after.”

“Are you capable of of that?” I ask. “That was rude. I’m sorry.”

“I am,” he smiles. “I learned to help with the fighting in case anyone needed stitches.”

“Makes sense,” I say. I looked down at myself and everything hits me at once. “They shot me.”

“You are okay,” Hudson confirms.

“I could have died… They tried to kill me,” I add.

“But they didn’t,” Dallas says. “One thing at a time, okay? Let’s get you clean so I can take care of the wound.”

“Okay,” I whisper.

Go to the bathroom and they carefully help me out of my clothes. My shirt and pants are drenched in blood. When I look in the mirror, I see I am still covered in it. They both get into the shower with me and gently start rinsing the blood from my body. I try to calm my mind, but I can’t. I almost died. What if I had been shot in the abdomen and lost the baby? What if they had shot me in the head? Any higher and they would have. I would have died in Hudson’s arms. I almost died.

“Come on, sweetheart,” Hudson says. He helps me out of the shower, and they take to drying me off before having me lay on my side facing him as Dallas sits behind me.

“I’m going to close this with glue. It might be a rough scar, but it’ll save you from getting stitches. We will just have to keep an eye on it to make sure it doesn’t open back up,” Dallas says.

“Okay,” I sniffle.

“What can I do?” Hudson asks as he lays in front of me.

“I don’t know,” I whisper. “I almost died.”

“You’re safe,” he says softly. “We will never let them hurt you again, you hear me?”

“What if they hurt you?” I ask. “Or Dallas? Or any of the others. Being near me is dangerous.”

“We will all be fine. I promise,” he says.

“How do you know?”

“Because they have no fucking idea the of war they just started and how few people they have on their side,” Dallas says.

“This will all be over soon, Cole. I will destroy everything they know to avenge what they’ve done to you,” Hudson promises.

“Thank you,” I say softly.

“You’re good,” Dallas says, leaning down and kissing me. I look and see he has my arm bandaged well and I laugh. “What?”

“I… that’s a lot of gauze,” I say.

“Can we talk about why you stepped in front of me?” Hudson asks.

“I didn’t want you to get hurt,” I say. “I saw the gun and… I’m not apologizing.”

“I’m not asking you to,” he says. “I can’t argue with you trying to protect me.”

“Good. Because I’ll argue,” I say firmly.

“I know,” he chuckles.

“Can I ask for a favor?” I ask.

“You can,” he says.

“I want you two to fuck me,” I say. “Like… hard.”

“Okay,” he says. “Why?”

“Because I need my mind to be quiet,” I explain.

“I think Hudson should be the one in front of you,” Dallas says. “You stepped in front of a bullet for him. I think you need that time together.”

“I want you too,” I tell Dallas.

“I know, and you’ll get me. I just think it’s important you two connect like that,” he says.

“Okay,” I smile.

“I don’t want you using your arm,” Hudson says. “Let us have control, okay?”

“Then take it,” I snicker. I squeal when he suddenly pulls me on top of him and I groan when he pulls me down on his cock. “Fuuuck, I’ll never get over that. You are so fucking big.”

Hudson pulls me across his chest and, as I suspected he would, Dallas slams into my ass, making me scream. As pain moves though me, they start to move in perfect rhythm. They quicken their pace, and Dallas pulls me up by my hair to wrap his hand around my throat. I groan when they push deeper and it’s not even registering that I cannot breathe. My mind is empty, and I am at peace.

As the world darkens, my orgasm slowly moves through me, shaking my body. I don’t fight my consciousness slipping away; I embrace the warmth that it feeds my soul. As my body weakens, their amazing moans echo thought my mind.

“She’s okay. I promise,” Hudson says softly. I am lying between him and Dallas, and they both have their hands on me. My arm aches, but I stay still so they can talk.

“She was shot, Hudson,” Mom says. “That’s not okay.”

“Jill, I need you to trust me. She is a strong woman. It wasn’t a bad wound. She is shaken, but she’s okay,” Hudson says.

“Is she in pain?” Victoria asks.

“Probably, but she is too damn stubborn to admit it,” Dallas says.

“Asshole,” I mumble.

“Am I wrong?” he laughs and kisses my forehead.

“Maybe. I ache,” I say.

“But no pain?” Hudson asks. “Dallas gave you a shot for pain medicine.”

“After I passed out?” I ask with a smirk.

“You passed out?!” Dad asks worriedly.

“I don’t know if you want me to explain that, Dad,” I laugh.

“Oh,” he says simply.

“I wanna know,” Colton asks.

“Please… please don’t,” Dad says, shaking his head.

I try to sit up but groan in pain. “Hey. Don’t do that. Let us help you,” Dallas says softly. He and Hudson help me sit up and I sigh in relief when I can relax again.

“Good?” Hudson asks.

“Yeah. Just exhausted,” I say.

“So, what do we do from here?” I ask.

“You die,” Hudson says.

“Sick of me already?” I ask with a smile.

“Mmm. Not in the least,” he says, kissing me. “They don’t know if they hit you or not. As far as anyone else is concerned, you are dead.”

“And if I’m dead, we will get more support,” I say.

“We will get support either way, but making everyone think you are dead will buy us some time so we can plan,” he says. “We do a closed casket funeral. I’ll make an announcement of sorts to vow to find who killed my wife without pointing fingers. After the funeral, we will get trusted people together and plan how to go after them.”

“Can I go to my own funeral?” I ask.

“Yeah. We can have all the women wear black dresses and black veils, so no one will know who anyone is. We say it’s in honor of you and it is just customary in our family. This will allow you, and even Victoria, to attend,” he says.

“And I’ll be safe?” I ask.

“Absolutely. All the women will stay with who they came with at all times. I’ll have you go with Dallas because you can’t exactly come with me,” he says.

“Yeah, that would be shitty to go to your wife’s funeral with another woman,” I laugh.

“Exactly,” he says.

“Can you get a hold of a real body?” Dad asks. “What if someone looks in the casket? If would be sketchy if it was locked or empty.”

“Yeah. I have a friend who runs a funeral home. They have a woman there that is similar in build to Colette that shot herself. She doesn’t have family or an identity, so we are going to bury her in place of Colette. We won’t do a headstone, but we can just tell people it’s being ordered,” Hudson says.

“She will get a headstone though, right?” I ask.

“Yes. It will just be in honor of her, not you,” he says.

“Good,” I say. “So… I’m dead?”

“Yep,” he says. “You need to stay indoors at all times until the funeral. Really, don’t even go near the windows.”

“I’ll just lie in bed and read,” I shrug. “Haven’t been able to do that in a while.”

“You got shot. Make them bring you things,” Makayla laughs. “We will all be here to help still.”

“Ya know… it’s nice not being lonely,” I say.

“Yeah?” Hudson asks.

“Mhmm. I thought I liked being alone but… I like you guys more,” I confirm with a smile.

“I’m glad I pulled you out of your bubble,” he says, kissing me again.

“Me too,” I say happily.