even the sun sets in paradise

[STEPHANIE ABIGAIL BRESLER]

The whole day was a horrid nightmare. First, Steph found out it was a very real possibility that she might miscarry. Then, Spencer and Tristan clashed the whole meal. It was a day of major horribleness. The only good thing? Finding out the sex of the baby, a boy.

Lunch was over. Steph and Spencer went to his flat to start packing up. Spencer was working on shrinking his furniture down. Steph was packing up dishes. Steph was furious. She had stomped uo the stairs, Spencer said nothing. She was slamming around the kitchen, Spencer said nothing.

Steph was feeling that Spencer didn't care about the baby. He didn't seem upset at the news, and he never brought the subject up first. It was always Steph who brought the subject up. Spencer was always willing to calm Steph down, or worry about her. But, did he ever worry about the baby, his son?
"Do you even want this baby, Spencer? Do you even care? Because you sure as hell don't act like it."

words: 173 wearing: here tag: Stepence credit: LAVIEBOHEME @ caution 2.o
notes: Aw, poor Stepence.

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[SPENCER LYNDON STARK]

Spencer looked up from the miniature armchair which he had just shrunk and stared at Stephanie. She had just asked him if he wanted the baby. If he cared about it. Because he didn’t act like he did. Was this part of a mood swing thing? Women. He thought to himself. He’d gone with her to the Healer, met up with her so called brother and was moving out his furniture. Which part of this signaled that he didn’t care? “Stephanie.” He began, walking towards her. “I went with you to St Mungo’s, right? I met up with someone you regarded as family and now I’m packing up my things so we can be ready to move into a flat if we find one.”

“Which of those things made you think I don’t care? I didn’t force myself to go to St Mungo’s. I met Tristan because you and he are close. We’re packing things so we can move into a bigger flat for the baby.” He said, talking calmly to the brunette. He was rather afraid she would start yelling. He thought he’d done quite a good job so far. Throw another other man into his situation and he’d like to see him not curse out loud. Spencer hadn’t cursed in front of Stephanie so far. Being a Professor made him not have to curse so much.

He’d been blindsided when she told him about her being pregnant. He didn’t like surprises and this was a major one. But Spencer liked to think he had taken it in his stride. Only Stephanie didn’t sound like she was too pleased with how things had turned out so far. He thought they’d reached a common understanding. Apparently not. Spencer knew that packing the things up in the kitchen didn’t require her to make that much noise, but he thought giving her space and letting her get it all out might help.

tag: crazy baby mama
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[STEPHANIE ABIGAIL BRESLER]

“We received horrible news today. The only reaction I saw from you was comforting me. While I love that you care about me, I feel like you don’t care about the baby.” Steph stood up, she had been sitting on the floor, packing and shrinking plates. She took a deep breath, and looked Spencer in the eyes. “I know this baby was the last thing you were expecting. Hell, it was the last thing I was expecting. But, he’s here, or at least he will be in less than thirty weeks. Six months, we have six months to work through everything. Most couples have years before they have a baby. I know things are fast paced, but they have to be. We can’t afford to screw around, we need to get things sorted out before he comes.”

Steph was doing her best to keep calm, the stress was not good. Steph wanted to be able to go with the flow, let Spencer get ready in his own time. That just wasn’t Stephanie. She wasn’t one to do something without all her ducks in a line. Steph wasn’t one to move forward with someone who was dragging his feet. As hard as single parenthood would be, in this case, it might be easier.

”I don’t want to take our son from you, but I feel like you’re dragging our feet. Maybe it would be easier for me to do this alone. Of course, you’d be more than welcome to have visitation, but it might be easier to do it alone.”

words: 259 wearing: here tag: Stepence credit: LAVIEBOHEME @ caution 2.o
notes: Aw, poor Stepence.

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[SPENCER LYNDON STARK]

Spencer crossed his arms as Stephanie started talking. Obviously she was going to go into a very serious state of mind. Spence let out a silent sigh and shook his head when she started to say that he didn't care about the baby. He was just going to stand here and let her vent it all out. He'd learned that arguing with a woman was never good news. When she looked at him, he met her eyes. Everything she was saying was more or less what he had been thinking. The speed of everything. While he didn't have a commitment phobia, it was one thing to go from being single to a father in a matter of weeks or months.

“We're not in a relationship.” Those were the first words out of his mouth. He certainly could have picked better words. “Yes, this is the last thing I'm expecting out of a woman I spent a single night with. I can't say that I'm overjoyed. But I'm doing the best that I can. Am I supposed to start crying because the baby might not be born? Sorry if I'm more concerned with making sure you're not stressed so that the baby won't be stressed as well.” Spencer said. “You know, if I were screwing around, I wouldn't have given a crap about how Tristan viewed me. I wouldn't even have gone to meet him. I wouldn't be here packing up my things.”

He unfolded his arms, before rolling his eyes. “Steph, really? I'm dragging my feet?” Somehow he thought repeating that he was here instead of asking her to get an abortion was going to be useless. If she couldn't realise that, what more could he do? “Tell me, what am I supposed to do? Propose to you? Have a happily ever after? Maybe it would be easier for you to do this alone. You're strong enough for that, I know.” He paused for a moment. The thought of a child growing up with a father who visits every so often did not sit well with him.

“It's been a long day, Steph. Can we just pack and not discuss this tonight?” He asked.


tag: crazy baby mama
words: 364
notes: whoop

[STEPHANIE ABIGAIL BRESLER]

“Yeah, Spence. We can stop for tonight. We can stop packing, we can stop discussing, and I can stop falling in love with you!” Steph shouted, and she walked out of the kitchen. Grabbing her purse and jacket, she spun around. ”If you can’t even fight for a fetus, I can’t expect you to fight for a family.” Steph struggled, trying to get her jacket on.

“I know you didn’t want this baby. Hell, I didn’t want this baby. But I’ve accepted it, and I’m trying to be excited for him. I never expected you to marry me, I only expected you to try. Try to be excited. Try to want him. Try to love me, and our son.” Steph placed her hand on the door knob, and turned back to Spencer. She didn’t need Spencer, she would do this on her own. She could stay with Tristan for a few weeks, he would help her. After she packed up her flat, she’d move to a bigger one. She would work for as long as she could, and then go on leave for the rest of the year. Steph would have seven months to spend with her son, before she needed to get a nanny when the term started again. Yes, this would work.

”If you change your mind, you know where to find me.” Steph opened the door, and walked out. She didn’t look back.

words: 236 wearing: here tag: Stepence credit: LAVIEBOHEME @ caution 2.o
notes: Aw, poor Stepence.

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[SPENCER LYNDON STARK]

Did she just say what he thought she did? Are you fucking kidding me? Spencer asked in his head. She was the one who said she didn't want a relationship. Now she was talking about fighting for a family. He rolled his eyes, watching her struggle with her jacket. She was intending to walk away, that much he could tell. “This is bullshit.” He said. “You can't just tell me you're falling for me and asking me to fight for a family when you didn't want a relationship in the first place. I asked you that. I wanted to made sure. This is what I don't need.” Spencer said, looking at her.

“Oh, now you want me to be excited. We're both giving up our single lifestyle for this baby. What else am I supposed to do? Right, love you and the baby. Sure, I'll just fall in love with the both of you with a snap of my fingers. Will that do for you?” He asked. No, apparently it would not. She walked out on him and Spencer shook his head, before walking over to the door. “I'm sure you'll have a lovely story to tell our son when he starts asking who his father in and why you walked out on him!” Spencer called out. She seriously couldn't be expecting him to do all that she'd mentioned. Spencer shut the door loudly, letting out a sigh.


tag: crazy baby mama
words: 238
notes: whoop