Make It To Christmas (pt 3/3)

Never threaten the Shelby sister 2/2

Info: Tommy never believed his sister when she said she was threatened by his enemies, but when injuries happen, Tommy is quick to make sure y/n knows how much he cares.

Relationship: Tommy Shelby x sister

Part 1

The situation kept replaying in Tommy’s mind. Shooting the man, running to y/n, seeing his sister surrounded by her own blood and Michal leaning over her, begging her to stay with him as he held pressure to the wound, his arm bleeding from the shoulder. Tommy remembered shouting for someone to grab a doctor, and two men running out with a gurney, transferring his sister on it before rushing into the hospital. He remembered trying to get by them to be with his sister while nurses held him back, telling him to sit down and wait till the doctor came out.

Michal managed to get away with a few stitches, and a telling off from Polly about being so careless to try and take down two men when he was on his own. Y/n however, had fared out with serious injuries, and Tommy couldn’t help but blame himself. If he had of believed her than she probably wouldn’t be in this situation. She wouldn’t be lying in the hospital bed with Tommy holding her hand, her family coming in and out to see if there was any change. She was the one who took care of the patients who came an went, she wasn’t meant to be one. Instead, she lay on the bed while Tommy kept his head down, a grip on her hand, refusing to leave her side.

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“Any change.” Tommy looked up to see his aunt Pol standing at the door.

“No, nothing.” Tommy spoke, dropping his head to look at y/n.

“What did the doctor say?” She asked, moving into the room, and Tommy seen Michal following behind, winching as he jolted his arm as he sat down.

“They managed to get the bullet out but there was a ruptured vessel. They managed to stop it so it’s just a waiting game.” Tommy explained, rubbing y/n’s knuckles with his thumb.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t save her.” Michal spoke up, and Polly shook her head as she looked at her son.

“Don’t blame yourself pet, it wasn’t your fault.” She smiled before turning to Tommy, “It was your idiotic cousins’ fault.”

Tommy looked at Pol to see her piercing glare.

“Yeah, I get it, I messed up, is that what you want to fucking hear?” Tommy snapped, not liking his aunt at him when he knew he had messed up.

“Yeah Tommy, it is. You need to realize that if it wasn’t for you y/n probably wouldn’t be in this situation. This could have been prevented if you had just listened to her. But no, you had to be so high on your horse to believe her didn’t you.” Polly snapped at her nephew, and Michal looked away, not sure where to look. “Who was he anyway?”

“Doesn’t matter, he’s sorted. Won’t get near her again.” Tommy spoke, looking down at y/n and kissing her hand as he ran a finger down her face.

After an hour or so, Polly and Michal left with Polly promising she’d be around tomorrow, and warned Tommy to call if anything changed. Arthur and John had came by and said that they would be outside the door if Tommy needed them, stating that she needed all the protection she could get after the events of the evening, and Tommy agreed, saying that when y/n came through, he would be sure that a peaky blinder was around her 24/7, whether she liked it or not. He wasn’t going to let anything happen to her again. He realized just how much leverage his enemies would have over him if they got to y/n. She was his light, and Tommy knew that she was his everything.

That night Tommy refused to sleep. He spent the night sitting in the seat beside y/n’s bed, leaning back and staring into space. Grace had came by to try get him to come home, Charles had been wondering where his daddy was, but Tommy refused, stating that his sister needed him. This lead to an argument between the two, with Grace furious that he would choose his sister over her soon, but Tommy took no mind as his priorities lay with his sister. She was injured because of an error he made, and he wasn’t going to leave until he knew that she was okay.

It wasn’t until the early hours of the morning when an improvement to y/n’s condition was made. Tommy was knocked out of his thoughts by a slight movement of the hand he had never let go of since he was let into see y/n. Looking down, he could see y/n’s finger moving ever so slightly that he thought that it was his sleep deprived state that was making him feel it. But when he looked up at y/n and seen her head move to the side he knew he wasn’t hallucinating what he wanted to happen, it was in fact happening. In his desire to get y/n to waken up some more, Tommy stood up and leaned over his sister, placing a hand on the top of her head as he brushed back some lose hairs.

Y/n hummed as she felt the cool water hit the back of her throat. Licking her lips, she moved her head away from the cup Tommy had at her lips and winched as she swallowed. Tommy brought his hand back to hers and rubbed it between both his hands as he watched her try to open her eyes. Y/n struggled for a few minutes before finally opening her eyes, shutting them just as quick as she opened them when the light came to view. Blinking, she opened them once again, and Tommy came into her view, a slight smile on his face.

“Hmm, Tommy.” Y/n muttered dryly, smacking her lips together trying to get moisture to them as she kept her eyes closed with tiredness.

“Y/n, can you open your eyes love.” Tommy asked softly, rubbing his thumb around the palm of her hand.

“Water.” Y/n stated, though Tommy struggled to hear it with y/n’s dry throat.

“Here you go.” Tommy stated, quickly moving to the side of the room and filling a small cup with water, bringing it to her lips so she could drink.

Y/n indicated weakly with her hand for Tommy to come towards her and Tommy looked at her before sighing and moving back beside her bed. He took her hand once again and y/n smiled, squeezing it.

“Hey you.” He spoke gently, and y/n smiled slightly.

“Hey.” Y/n replied, moving to get up but gave up upon feeling pain.

"How you feeling love?"

"Like I've been hit by a bullet?" She joked, smile fading as she watched her brothers reaction.

"Y/n I'm so sorry for not believing you when you told me some guy threatened you. I should of trusted you and went to deal with him as soon as you said. But I didn't, and now look where you are." Tommy stated, throwing his hands up in frustration.

"Tommy, it's okay." Y/n tried to calm him down.

"No, it's not. And don't play it down like it is. You could of died y/n, and that would of been for my stupidness." Tommy said, standing up forcibly.

"Yeah, and I was beyond hurt that you didn't believe me. But you saved me from a worse faith Tommy. You got him and got help before it was too late. You may not see it but if it wasn't for you turning up when you did I would be very dead right now." Y/n explained to Tommy, and he looked at her with unease. "Come here."

" I thought you'd hate me." Tommy spoke in a small voice, one y/n hadn't heard in a long time.

"We make mistakes Tommy, and we learn from them. Be glad nothing terrible happened, don't overthink what you could of done. I'm here, and I'll hold it against you, but I could never hate you. That's not in my blood. Besides, the rest of the family hate you enough for me." Y/n stated, smiling slightly to ease Tommy's worry. "I love you Tommy, that will never change."

"I love you too." Tommy smiled, kissing y/n's hand, "and from now on someone will be with you at all times."

"Course they will." Y/n muttered before smiling at Tommy, knowing it would make him feel better.

I just want my dad- prologue

Info: The threat of the burned ones are gone but just when they think that they are safe, y/n's world is turned upside down.

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Y/n stood with Sky and Silva at the entrance of the school, relieved that the whole burned ones were over. Y/n leaned on her father in content as his arm was wrapped around her shoulder, both relieved that both were okay. Sky smiled at y/n slightly before continuing his conversation with Silva.

Y/n was a fire fairy, having got her fairy traits from her mother, who she never knew as she left when she was three. Her dad practically raised her himself, her and Sky, who was two years older than her and taken in by her father when she was five. Sky's father was y/n's godfather so Sky and Y/n had always been close, and always considered each other brother and sister. She never knew much about Sky's father, just knowing that he had died during an attack on the burned ones before. Silva never told her how he died, only telling Sky recently the truth.

Y/n's thoughts were interrupted when she heard the sounds of cars on the gravel leading to the school. She looked ahead at the gates to see black cars coming into view, solarian flags flying in the front of the bonnet. Sky and y/n looked at each other, frowning in confusion.

"Dad, Why are the solarians here" Y/n asked her father, looking up at him in confusion. "I dunno, I told them the attack was over." Silva replied to his daughter, watching as the cars came to a stop. The trio watched as soldiers jumped out of the cars, forming a circle around them. "What the hell is going on?" Sky asked, going for his sword only for Silva to stop him. "Sky." Silva warned, glancing at the blonde before turning his attention back to the front as the Queen came into view. "The queen." Sky stated, looking down at y/n to see her reaction.

Y/n had always had mixed feelings about the queen, and the royal family as a whole. When she was young, just after her mother had left her and her father, the queen had tried to take y/n away from her father. Queen Luna believed that y/n was special, why y/n was never told, and wanted her to fight with the solarian soldiers, a protector of royalty of some sorts.

Silva watched his daughter carefully and seeing the wariness on her face, took her hand and squeezed it in comfort, smiling in reassurance when she looked up at him. As the Queen stopped in front of tem he stood in front of her, watching as Luna looked over y/n.

"Y/n Silva, still as beautiful as I remember." Queen Luna commented on the young fairy as she hid behind her father. "Your majesty." Silva nodded, trying to get the attention off his daughter. "Saul Silva, it is with a heavy heart that I must put you under arrest." Queen Luna spoke, looking at the specialist with a poker face. "For what?" Sky asked, moving closer towards those he called family. "For the attempted murder of Andreas of Eraklyon." Y/n looked at her dad with horror, not believing what had been said. "Attempted?" Y/n asked softly, causing Silva and Luna to look down at her, her father pulling her closer to him. A door was heard causing everyones attention to turn ahead as someone stepped out of the car. "Hello Sky." The man with a beard stated with a ruff voice. "Dad." Sky asked with wide eyes.

Y/n turned to her father as footsteps were heard coming towards them, Silva's heart dropping at the look of fear on her face. Deciding to comfort her before it was too late, he took both her hands and turned her to face him before bringing a hand to her cheek, smiling slightly as tears built in both of their eyes.

"It's going to be okay, alright. Stay with Sky, okay, he'll look after you." Silva stated in a rush, kissing her head and going to hug her only to be pulled back. "No, dad, dad." Y/n cried, rushing towards him only to be pulled back. "You'll be fine y/n." Her dad tried to comfort her as he was pulled towards the car. "No, daddy please, don't leave me." Y/n shouted in pain, trying to get to her father only for soldiers to hold her back. "I'll be okay y/n, everything will be fine, just stay calm and don't lose control." Silva stated, his heart breaking as he heard his daughter called out, unable to comfort her as she only called him that when she was vulnerable. "Dad, no." Y/n cried, her voice going hoarse, bringing her hand up to the soldiers and burning them to let go of her. "It's okay, you have Sky." Her dad stated as the queen blocked y/n's vision when her father was placed in the car. "Shush child, it will all be okay." The queen tried to comfort her only for her to flinch and form a fire ball in her hand. "No, no, no." Y/n muttered continuously, watching as the car drove off, Silva glancing back at his daughter for the last time. "Y/n, it's okay." Sky stated once he was freed from the soldiers hold, moving to comfort his unbiological sister. "Sky, my dad, he.." Y/n was unable to speak. "Come here." Sky stated, pulling the younger girl into a hug, kissing her forehead slightly.

Y/n cried into Sky's chest as Sky comforted her, him watching as the fire she created slowly distinguishing as she eased into his comfort. Sniffs were heard from the young girl as she tried to calm down, Sky shushing her as he rubbed her back.

Seeing movement from the corner of his eye, Sky turned his attention to the side only to see Andreas, his father, walking towards Queen Luna with a box in his hands. His eyes only narrowed in concern as he watched the queen open it and take out a diamond spiderlike object

"Wait, what are you doing?" Sky asked as the Queen began walking towards them, causing y/n to turn and look in fear. "Things are about to change here, and with her emotions y/n is a threat." The queen spoke, moving closer to the two students. "Your actions are what caused her emotions." Sky stated angrily, grabbing y/n and pushing her behind him. "Doesn't matter, y/n needs to be controlled." The queen stated, moving towards y/n only for Sky to step in her way. "Sky, move." Andreas warned his son, crossing his arms. Sky looked at her father before looking at y/n who looked at him in fear. "Sky, please." Y/n begged, not knowing what was to happen. "Y/n." Sky stated, not used to seeing her so vulnerable, only for soldiers to force him out of the way. "This will help us control you if needed, we wouldn't want any accidents now, would we." The queen spoke before turning y/n around and moving down her jacket, embedding the object into her back.

Y/n screamed in pain, trying to get away from the thing that was being stuck into her back. Sky tried but failed to escape the guards grip, leaving him to only watch as y/n cried out. Seconds later the Queen stepped back and y/n looked back at the metal object that was not lodged into her back before glancing back at the Queen, noticing Rosalind joining the royals side.

"Things are about to change y/n, I'd hate to have to use more force on you." Rosalind spoke before they all walked away.

The guards let go of Sky before following their leaders tail, allowing Sky to rush over to Y/n. He grabbed her arm as he reached her and gently forced her to turn around so he could look at the foreign object in her back. Y/n groaned in pain as he touched it.

"Sorry." Sky apologized, removing his hand from it. "What is it Sky?" Y/n asked, not able to look back. "I dunno, I've never seen anything like it before." Sky stated, frowning in concern as his hand moved against the blood that dripped. "What's going to happen to my dad." Y/n asked, tearing up again. "I dunno y/n, he'll go for trial but after that, it's up to the queen really." Placing y/ns jack back over her shoulder before turning her to face him, "But you and I, we need to stick together, I don't know what's going to happen next but whatever that is, we'll have each other okay." Sky stated, putting a hand on y/n's uninjured shoulder in comfort. "I just want my dad." Y/n stated, face scrunching as tears began to fall.

Sky sighed and pulled y/n into a hug, not knowing what to say that would comfort the essentially newly fatherless girl. He knew that Silva was doubtful in having a easy outcome, and right now he couldn't really care less, but he was going to be there for y/n regardless, she didn't do anything to him.

Realizing that it wouldn't be a great idea to leave y/n on her own tonight, Sky opted to bring her to his room, it was part of break anyway so no one would be around. When they reached his dorm the two just sat in silence until y/n began crying loudly, unable to catch her breath. Sky just pulled her into his chest and lay back on the bed, knowing that this night was going to be a restless one. Afterall, the girl just wanted her dad.

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Stocking Filler

Info: Living on the road means no Christmas tree, but Dean makes sure his little sister has some of the Christmas magic.

Relationship: Winchester brothers x sister

Living on the road with an 8 year old was hard, but during the Christmas period it was harder for the brothers to keep their little sister lively. Seeing all the Christmas trees at each motel they went to, y/n always frowned when she seen the boxes that were underneath the tree. When they went to victims houses and see the piles of presents underneath the tree for the kids, Dean felt disheartened, knowing his sister couldn’t have that. But he wanted her to have some form of a normal childhood, so tried to do something special for her each year.

Y/n always stood admiring the Christmas lights that dotted the shops ceilings during Christmas time. She loved to press the buttons of each teddy bear or decoration she seen, much to the annoyance of her brothers. For an 8 year old she was very understanding when it came to their lives being very different to that of a normal family, but December she was always disappointed, knowing she couldn’t have the Christmas joy regular kids her age had.

“Sam, what is Christmas?” Y/n asked, looking up at her older brother innocently. Sam’s heart broke a little, knowing she wouldn’t get to experience the magic. “Well, Christmas is different for everyone. But for most of the world it’s a time for family and presents.” Sam spoke as he crouched down to his sister. “Why do they have a tree indoors?” Y/n asked, confused. “Well they place presents under the tree and then open them on Christmas day.” “Why don’t we have that?” “A tree in baby, no way.” Dean remarked, shaking his head rapidly at the thought. “No silly, presents.” Y/n giggled, and Dean and Sam looked at each other with sadness. “Our gift is each other, that we survived another year of hunting.” Dean smiled, crouching down beside Sam. “I like our present.” Y/n smiled widely, throwing her arms around her brothers necks. “Me too.” Sam sighed, patting his sisters back slightly.

Y/n pulled apart from the two older Winchesters before running down the aisle to where a large bear was dressed up as Santa and dancing. Sam watched her as she began wiggling with it with a laugh before looking to Dean who was moving away from him.

“Where are you going?” Sam asked his brother, frowning at him. “Getting her a selection box.” Dean stated, moving towards the chocolate section. “Your gonna make her hyper.” Sam called out. “No, I’m gonna give her Christmas memories.” “With a box of chocolates?” “Every kid loves them Sam.” Dean remarked, throwing his arms out before flipping him off.

True to Deans word, he got y/n a selection box, and she was over the moon to see the box cut out like a stocking . And true to Sams word, she became hyper on the chocolate, refusing to leave even one bar left. She winded up causing herself a sugar crash with all the giddiness she had, and Sam glared at Dean who avoided his sight.

“Told you she’d get hyper.” Sam snapped at his older brother. “Oh one day of her being hyper, the tragedy.” Dean spoke, acting scared, “let her live like a normal child for once Sammy, she doesn’t get that often.” “There are other things that could give her a normal childhood for a while.” Sam shot back. “Like the playground or something.” “It’s Christmas Sammy, you see her watching the presents under the trees and lights hung around. She doesn’t get that normal Christmas that every other child does, let her have this”  Dean spoke harshly, glancing in the rearview mirror to watch as y/n moved around in her seat to an uncomfortable position. “Who’s fault is that?” Sam snapped. “Don’t go there Sammy.” Dean shouted, only for Sam to look back when they heard whining, “Look I know you don’t agree with the way dad has her life, but we can make it a little better by giving her some aspects of a normal childhood alright.” Dean spoke softly, not wanting to wake their sister. “Right.” Sam sighed, leaning his head against the window.

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Case after case the Winchester’s rolled through each town, barely stopping for more than a few days, and soon it was Christmas eve. Dean had parked the impala at the top of the hill, and before Sam could remark about his choices the oldest brother leaned back to shake y/n who was covered in Sam’s jacket as she slept.

“What?” Y/n asked tiredly, not opening her eyes. “Come on, I want to show you something.” Dean spoke, moving to get out of the car. “What?” Y/n asked again, this time opening her eyes. “Yea what?” Sam asked, also moving to get out of the car. “I heard town folks talking about their annual firework display Christmas eve.” Dean explained to his brother before opening the back door and lifting y/n out of the car. “This is your way of giving her some form of Christmas.” Sam asked, confused as he grabbed his jacket. “Think positive Sammy.” Dean remarked, placing y/n on the hood of Baby before jumping on himself, Sam wrapping y/n in his coat once again.

The sibling trio remained silent as they overlooked the town below. Y/n leaned against Dean tiredly, and he wrapped an arm around her to keep her from falling. Seeing the crowds of people begin to gather down below, Dean nudged y/n to wake her up once again.

“Watch this y/n.” Dean spoke, leaning down to tuck some of the girls hair behind her ear. “Huh?” Y/n mumbled, confused on what was going on. Look.” Dean pointed to the sky as the display began.

Hearing the first bang, y/n quickly woke up and looked ahead with wide eyes. Sammy couldn’t help the smile that appeared on his face, grabbing one of y/n’s little hands to squeeze them reassuringly. Dean jumped down from the impala to lean against it, keeping his arm around y/n’s waist. He looked at the young girl to see her watching amazement, and he smirked at himself. Y/n quickly grew accustomed to the bangs, and began to giggle as the colourful sparks lit up the sky. Sam shared a look with Dean, nodding in confirmation.

“They’re pretty.” Y/n remarked, reaching a hand out in front of her. “Yea they are.” Dean smiled, looking at his sister who’s eyes never left the sky. “Can we watch them again?” Y/n asked as the display finished, a light trace of smoke filling the air. “Maybe another time. It’s getting late.” Sam spoke, and y/n awed in disappointment. “Hey now, no sad face for tonight of all nights.” Dean spoke, placing a finger under y/n’s chin to lift it up. “We’ll see them again soon.” Sam pointed out, and y/n smiled at that. “Why don’t you go to sleep, we’ll be at our next spot soon.” Dean leaned down to kiss y/n’s head before picking her up. “Will you stay with me?” She asked, snuggling into Dean’s chest. “No way is Sam driving.” Dean spoke quickly, causing y/n to lean away from him. “I’ll stay with you y/n, don’t mind him.” Sam spoke, sliding into the back where y/n happily crawled in to snuggle with her brother. “Yea your gonna be so stiff.” Dean remarked, sniggering at the thought of Sam’s long legs going numb from the back. “I don’t care if it gets her to sleep.” Sam remarked back, rubbing y/n’s arm gently as she closed her eyes. “Don’t complain to me when your legs go numb.” Dean spoke before starting the engine. “You know for someone who went out of his way to give y/n some form of Christmas, your very sour when it comes to getting her to sleep in the car.”  Sam remarked. “I can’t hear you over the music.” Dean spoke, even though they both knew he could since it wasn’t that loud.

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 Christmas morning, Dean and Sam sat at the table while y/n slept in. They were researching for their new case in town, and with libraries close for the holidays they only had their old laptops to work on. Dean looked over Sam’s shoulder when they heard movement, and soon a little face popped up from the pillows.

“Rise and shine sleepyhead.” Dean remarked, and y/n only groaned, turning away from them.

Sam didn’t turn around, waiting for the little one to come up to them. When he heard movement, he braced himself for impact, only to hear a gasp instead causing him to whip his head around in confusion, missing the smirk on Dean’s face.

“What’s up y/n?” Sam asked. “A socks one the floor.” Y/n replied, jumping off the bed. “That is where you threw them last night?” Sam spoke, confused. “Not my sock, a big sock, bigger than yours.” Y/n remarked, lifting up the sock with excitement. “What?” Sam asked, whipping his head to look at Dean who sat there with a smirk. “What you get y/n?” Dean called out, and y/n came running to them. “There’s something in it.” Y/n spoke excitedly, throwing the sock onto the table as she climbed onto Dean’s lap. “Damn right there is, it is Christmas after all.” Dean commented, and Sam chuckled in disbelief. “What you get y/n?” Sam asked, closing the laptops and moving them away to make room.

The brothers watched as y/n excitedly tipped over the sock, allowing the contents to fall out of it. Small toys, a bouncy ball and some coins landed on the table, and Dean moved y/n’s hair out of her face as she looked through the contents excitedly. Sam looked over y/n’s head at Dean, who just shrugged at him. Seeing a Christmas card at the bottom, Sam reached out to get it, before reading it and laughing.

“What?” Y/n asked innocently, reaching for the card. “I think this is for me and Dean y/n.” Sam spoke, moving his hand away from y/n. “It was in my stocking.” Y/n spoke sassily. “It isn’t exactly for your age.” Sam remarked, looking at Dean with a raised eye brow. “It was in the girls stocking Sam.” Dean spoke, smiling as he knew what was in it. “Merry Christmas you filthy animal. Out of all the cards you choose that.” Sam remarked, and Dean just smiled. “Well she is an animal.” Dean joked, tickling y/n’s sides causing her to squirm. “Merry Christmas y/n.” Sam spoke, deciding to ignore Dean’s antics. “IS this Christmas?” y/n asked, squinting her eyes. “This is our Christmas.” Dean spoke, leaning down to lean his head on y/n’s shoulder. “Merry Christmas Dean.” Y/n moved to wrap her arms around her oldest brother, “Merry Christmas Sammy.” She jumped over to Sam, who caught her before she fell. “Merry Christmas y/n.” Dean smiled, bouncing her new ball on the table.

Happy St Pat’s Day to all my fellow Irish buddies!! I know the events & celebrations are virtual & that SUCKS but let’s hope for better times next year!

Hi , I saw the winx again, I need Sky Yandare ....😈

apologies but i dont do yandere writing with characters. I always struggle writing them for some reason.

sorry, i hope you find someone who will.

Secrets can't always be kept to yourself (Masterlist)

Y/n is a 17 year old girl who, like Reid, graduated early and is now doing an internship with the FBI. Having worked with the young girl since she begun and become impressed with the way she works, the BAU crew took a liking to her and took her under their wing. But no matter how close you become to someone, you never know what they can be hiding, and maybe figuring out the signs can happen too late.

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Set fire to the rain

Info: Y/n Hermann had married Kelly 4 years ago and now there trying to take their relationship to the next step. Now trying for a baby they struggle with how long it takes, and they fear they may never bare their own child.

Relationship: Kelly Severide x Hermann daughter

Warnings: Pregnancy struggles, mentions of infertility

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Y/n sighed as she stared down at the white stick in her hand. Another negative. Y/n and her husband Kelly had been trying to start a family, the next step in their relationship after marrying 4 years ago. They had meet via y/n's father Hermann, and they had instantly met it off. Y/n worked as a receptionist in the fire department and that was where Kelly first seen y/n. He had voiced his interest on the than 24 year old but had soon be shut down when Hermann told him that she was his daughter. It was actually y/n who started the relationship, by asking Kelly out for drinks, where Kelly than fell for her.

The two had dated for 4 years before Kelly popped the question. Now the two were ready to start the next chapter in their lives, but it was proving to be more difficult than they thought.

Y/n looked up at Kelly to see his eyes red as he tried not to cry. Wanting to comfort her husband, she pulled away from him before getting up and standing in front of him, pulling him into a hug. Kelly wrapped his arms around her waist as the two held each other, letting their frustrations out. Trying to get pregnant wasn’t easy, which felt ironic with all the time before marriage they tried to prevent an unplanned pregnancy. Kelly was always unsure of if he wanted kids, he didn’t exactly have a role model of a father to look up to, but that changed when y/n would often rope him into watching her siblings with her. Y/n had always smiled watching Kelly with her kid siblings, dreaming of the day they had their own.

“No luck.” Kelly voiced, eyeing his wife as she walked back out of the bathroom with the stick in hand.

“No.” Y/n spoke, tears filling her eyes as Kelly sighed in disappointment. “I’m sorry.” She stated, looking down as she sat beside him on the bed.

“Hey, why are you sorry. It’s not your fault.” Kelly stated, throwing an arm over her shoulder before kissing her head and leaning against her.

“But what if it is. What if I can’t have kids. Kelly all I’ve ever wanted was to be a mom but now..”

“Hey, it’ll happen. We’ll have our little one.” Kelly spoke, wrapping both arms around her, pulling her towards him.

Y/n sighed as she leaned on her husband’s chest.

“It’s been nearly a year Kel, maybe it’s not meant to be.” Y/n spoke, allowing a few tears to shed.

“I know.” Kelly sighed, bringing a hand up to wipe his eyes.

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“Maybe we should explore other options, get help, support.” Kelly spoke after a few minutes of them being silent in each other’s presence.

“Like adoption?” Y/n asked as they pulled away, playing with Kelly’s hair.

“I was thinking of going to a fertility clinic. But if you want to go down adoption I’m all for that.” Kelly smiled weakly, kneading his thumb into y/n’s waist as he held them.

“I always wanted a child of my own, but I also always thought it would be easy to happen.” Y/n explained, looking Kelly in the eye.

“I know it’s not easy to go down that route, but we’re both exhausted y/n. We’ve been trying for so long, let’s take a break, spend time on us, organize a meeting with someone. See how it goes.” Kelly spoke, leaning his forehead on hers.

“Yea.” Y/n sighed, allowing Kelly to peck her lips.

“Come on, let’s head to work.” Kelly sighed, patting her sides before gently pushing her away from him as he stood up.

“Lonely bed tonight.” Y/n sighed in mock disappointment.

“Hey, at least your bed is comfy. Single beds are not great for a married man who’s used to his wife by his side.” Kelly smirked, pulling y/n to his side after grabbing his duffel bag.

“Seemed pretty comfy to me that one time.” Y/n smirked as she teased her husband with a wink.

“Behave.” Kelly scolded her, elbowing her away from him as they made their way to the front door.

Y/n stretched as she sat up from her desk two weeks later. Kelly and her were finishing work early to get out to meet the fertility clinic. The plan was to have their first consult, and the couple would go through an examination each to see where they were. They had chosen to keep their plans to themselves, not wanting Kelly’s co- workers to ask too many questions. There had been teasing among them when Kelly said they were leaving early, and Hermann had badgered his daughter, asking her what was going on. He had seen how tired the two were, and worried about the two, having started seeing Kelly as an extra son when he started dating his daughter.

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“You’d tell me if there was something wrong, right?” He had asked y/n when she entered the kitchen for a coffee that morning.

“Dad, stop worrying. Everything is A okay.” Y/n smiled, kissing her father’s cheek.

“You look tired.” He noted, eyeing her weary eyes.

“I’m not a morning person, you should know that.”  Y/n smirked over her mug before taking a sip of her coffee.

“Uhuh.” Hermann sighed, taking the mug from y/n to set it down before pulling her into a hug, y/n meeting Kelly’s eyes over her father’s shoulder.

Kelly meet y/n at the cock pit of 51, leaning against squad’s truck as he looked out. Y/n had laughed a little at the sight, remembering all the times they had spent kidding behind that truck when they first started dating. Kelly pulled her into a hug as she got in front of him, before taking her bag from her as they walked to y/n’s car. It was silent as they drove to the clinic. Y/n and Kelly had a habit of playing with their rings when they were nervous, and if anyone seen them copying each other in the waiting room, they surely would of laughed.

The meeting was short, with the nurse explaining what was going to happen and the steps that may be possible. She explained that with y/n being a young, healthy woman, IVF was a possible choice. The couple were soon brought to separate rooms for their physical, and then it was a waiting game. Y/n was a nervous wreck for the week long wait, and the duo became quiet around everyone, worrying them to no end. But than their meeting came around, and Kelly and y/n held hands as they waited in the office for their doctor to sit down, file in hand.

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“Mr and Mrs Severide, how are you both feeling?” The doctor smiled at them, seeing how nervous they are.

“Anxious to know our results.” Y/n spoke, looking at Kelly before looking at the woman in front of them.

“Well I’m happy to confirm that I am happy with the way you both are. Kelly your sperm quantity and hormone levels are up to the standard for fertilization. Y/n, your egg quality and quantity seem normal for a woman your age, your hormone levels are good, ultrasound and x- ray came back clear. You are both healthy individuals. A perfect candidate for IVF treatment.” The doctor smiled and the couple looked at each other, a watery smile on their faces.

“If everything is how they are expected, why aren’t we able to conceive ourselves?” Y/n asked, disheartened at the news.

“Sometimes there is no explanation to why someone can’t conceive naturally. But there is no shame in not being able to. Y/n, you are a healthy individual, and sometimes the body just needs a helping hand, and that’s okay. There’s nothing wrong with you y/n, just because you struggle to conceive.” The doctor smiled sadly, and Kelly squeezed her hand with a soft smile.

“What happens now?” Kelly asked.

“I’m not going to lie. The next few weeks are going to be tough, there may be some disappointments along the way. Y/n will go through a series of treatments to prepare her body for the extraction of her eggs. From there we will fertilize them. Once we know how many fertilized, we can then go through the process of embedding the egg into y/n’s womb, from there it’s a waiting game.” The doctor explained, and y/n looked at Kelly.

“What are the chances of this working?” Y/n asked.

“Unfortunately I cannot give a definite answer to that. Everyone is different. And it’s important that you don’t compare yourself to other people’s experience. Focus on your own, how many rounds you do is up to you. We go at your pace.”

“Okay, when can we start?” Y/n breathed, and Kelly smiled as he wrapped an arm over her shoulder.

The following few months were tiring. Y/n would take her injections, but with her fear of needles, Kelly would help her with them. During work, y/n would go into Kelly’s office and he would keep her injections in a mini fridge in his office. The daily injections were daunting, but it became apart of their routine, and the results were what they thought of, even with the discomfort of y/n’s abdomen.

Y/n sighed and looked around to see the firemen that surrounded them before nodding her head for her dad to follow her, which he did. She didn’t say anything till they got to Kelly’s office, and she opened the door, letting her father in first before closing it behind them. Kelly looked up in confusion at the father daughter duo.

“Hey y/n, you ok?” Hermann asked his daughter one day as she held her stomach slightly.

“Yea dad I’m fine.” Y/n stated, getting a glass of water.

“Are you in pain, I can get Brett to look you over if you like.”

“No dad, it’s fine, stop worrying.” Y/n sighed, getting annoyed.

“What’s up with you lately? Your not yourself lately.”

“Dad..”

“No y/n, please talk to me. I’m your father, it’s my job to look out for you. Is there something going on between you and Kelly because..”

“Oh my God dad stop. Me and Kelly are fine. It’s just..”

“What is it?” Hermann asked softly, placing a hand on y/n’s shoulder.

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“What’s going on?” Kelly asked, looking between the two.

“We have to tell him Kelly, he’s annoying me with his pestering.” Y/n sighed, looking at her husband while hearing Hermann mutter.

“Sorry for caring about my daughter.” Hermann muttered, and y/n smiled slightly as she kissed his cheek before sitting on Kelly’s bed.

“Come sit.” Y/n smiled, patting the space beside her.

“What you have to tell me?” Hermann asked softly, looking between his daughter and son in law.

“Y/n and I have some news. But don’t over react about it.” Kelly stated, and gave Hermann a look as he went to object.

“Fine.” Hermann said, shaking his head slightly.

“Kelly and I, we’re ready to take the next step in our relationship.” Y/n spoke, looking at her father as he made a look of slight disgust, “But it’s been hard.” She looked at Kelly to continue.

“We weren’t able to get pregnant naturally, so we decided to get some advice. We went through some tests and went through our options.” Kelly stated.

“We’re going through IVF at the minute.” Y/n spoke, and Hermann looked at y/n.

“Oh sweetie, why didn’t you tell me or your mum.” Hermann spoke, placing an arm around his daughter.

“It’s been hard dad. Every negative test made us feel like something was wrong. And it was so hard to accept that it wasn’t going to happen ourselves. I didn’t want to admit that.” Y/n spoke, and Hermann sighed, bringing y/n into a hug.

“So, what’s happening now?” Hermann asked, still holding his daughter in his arms.

“At the minute y/n’s taking injections, than when the course if finished hopefully, with some examinations, she’ll be ready for egg extraction. They’ll fertilize her eggs and then we find out how many eggs we have. Hopefully.” Kelly added at the end.

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Just being here is enough dad.” Y/n spoke, feeling Hermann kiss her head.

“I’m here for you, for both of you.” Hermann spoke, reaching over y/n’s head to put a hand on Kelly’s shoulder.

“Thanks Hermann.” Kelly smiled.

A few months later y/n had gone through her extraction and was on her way to the center. She had received a call yesterday that 4 out of 10 of her eggs had fertilized, and once she hit ovulation they would implant it in her uterus to see if it would stick. Kelly was beside her, holding her hand as they drove to the center. They had booked the two days off work so y/n had no stress.

Kelly sat in the waiting room while y/n went through her implantation. He couldn’t stop fiddling with his ring, even after the doctor told him he could go in. He tried not to laugh at y/n’s grogginess, seeing her sleepy state made her smile. He kissed her head before holding her hand, listening as the doctor explained how the next few weeks would go. There would be a 14 day wait before they would know if they fertilized embryo stuck. She advised them not to take an at home pregnancy test before sending them home, telling y/n to relax and not stress too much.

The 14 days flew by, and the day of the test came by, with y/n feeling anxious. She held a tight grip on Kelly’s hand as she got her blood drawn, and then the waiting begun. Squad were on call when y/n received the call, and her father was sitting beside her at her desk when her phone rang.

“Hello?” “It is.” “Okay.” “uhuh” “okay” “Thank you.”

“What is it?” Hermann asked her daughter, seeing the look on her face.

“It’s the clinic.” Y/n stated, and Hermann sat up straight as he looked around.

“I’m here for you.” He stated when he seen no one around, taking y/n’s hand and rubbing his thumb against her knuckles.

Y/n’s controlled voice did nothing to control Hermanns nerves. She tightened the grip on his hand as the call went on, and he dreaded the worse. During the call he had heard squad pulling back in, and Kelly soon arrived at the door. Seeing his father in law holding his wife’s hand, he raised a brow, but held his breath when he seen y/n on the phone.

Y/n looked down as she hung up the phone, before looking up, her eyes on Kelly. Kelly couldn’t read her face as she walked away from her father and towards him. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her cheek when he felt her shake.

“Shh.” He comforted her, thinking it was bad news as Hermann looked down.

“Better get used to being called daddy.” Y/n mumbled in his ear, and Kelly froze.

“Are you??” He asked, pulling away from her.

“Uhuh.” She smiled widely, nodding her head.

“Oh my God.” He laughed loudly, lifting her up as she squealed in excitement.

“I can’t believe it, it isn’t real.” Y/n spoke teary eyed, cupping Kelly’s face as tears built up in his own.

“This is amazing.” He laughed, allowing the tears to fall as y/n wiped them away with her thumbs. “I’m going to be a dad.”

“I’m going to be a mum.” She stated, “Your going to be a granddad.” Y/n spoke, turning to her father who watching the interaction between the two with tears in his eyes.

“I am so happy for you two.” Hermann spoke, standing up to congratulate the two.

“What’s all this?” Boden asked, seeing two of his firemen crying and his receptionist between them, also in a similar mess.

“I’m going to be a grandpa.” Hermann blurted out, and y/n giggled when he looked at her guilty.

“Congratulations.” Boden smirked, shaking hands with Kelly before hugging y/n.

“Thanks Boden.” Y/n smiled, moving to wrap an arm around Kelly’s waist.

“I’m so happy right now.” Y/n mumbled, leaning her head on her husbands chest as the two men let them be.

“I love you.” Kelly smiled.

“I love you too.” Y/n smiled, leaning up to kiss Kelly.

Bring me home for Christmas

Info: Steve and Y/n have been married for many years, having grown up together, and y/n’s wish for Christmas is to go back to the olden days

Relationship: Steve Rogers x reader

Steve and y/n were married for many years, having joined the army together and taken part in Starks studies, they had spent most of their lives together. Y/n had refused to let Steve go through the unknown without her, so had winded up being injected with the super serum as well as Steve. They had ended up in the same plane that crashed many months later, but when they were recovered and defrosted, Steve had asked y/n to marry him straight away. They had their ceremony in a registers office, just the two of them and some random scientist as a bystander.

Now 5 years into their new lives, all was well for them. Y/n couldn’t have children due to the ice damaging her reproductive system, but the couple never cared for that. Their lives were too dangerous to bring a child into the world. Instead, any free time they had together they spent exploring their new world, admiring the advancements of which the world lived in today. What y/n was most fascinated by, was the lights that now dawned the towns or Christmas.

Steve had always known of y/n’s fascination with Christmas. Growing up, she would always be the first to sit on Santa’s knee, and tell him what she wanted that year. Every year she’d wind up at Steves, helping decorate the tree with the few decorations they could afford back then. But seeing her admire the festivities now, brought a smile to his face.

“Whatcha thinking?” He asked with a smile, seeing her dazed off look. “Just admiring.” Y/n sighed, moving to lean her head on his shoulder. “You always did love Christmas.” Steve mused, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. “It’s the most magical time of the year.” Y/n stated, causing Steve to laugh as he buried his head into her hair. “I believe you love.” Steve stated, kissing her head lightly before catching her lips with his. “Makes me miss the olden days though, when the towns weren’t so busy and you could hear the songs that played.” Y/n stated, and Steve looked down at her with a smile. “Really?” “Yea, now adays people are always in a rush, they don’t stop to take in the festivities, or life in general really.” Y/n scrunched her face slightly , causing Steve to smile at her cuteness. “well why don’t we have an olden day Christmas, we can drag some of the others into it too.” “They’d never go for it.” Y/n laughed, picturing their reactions. “I’ll make them do it.” Steve smiled, causing y/n to smile at him, taking his face in her hand. “This is why I love you Rogers, so thoughtful” Y/n stated, pecking her lips. “Only the best for my love.” Steve stated, smiling into the kiss.

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Christmas morning came all too quickly for the Roger couple. Y/n woke up to an empty bed, but she couldn’t help but smile as she realized the date. She wasn’t that into phones, but Peter had helped her make notifications for important dates, Christmas included. Steve had turned on the small Christmas tree that was in the corner of the room, and y/n couldn’t help but admire the pictures the two had of each other hanging from the branches. Grabbing her dressing gown, y/n grabbed her slippers before walking out the door, gasping at the sight.

Steve had managed to strip back the overload of decorations that Tony had professionals decorate, and in it’s place were strings with baubles dawning the ceiling. It had been a tradition for y/n to make the garlands with her mother this way, and in modern society the decoration wouldn’t fit new traditions. Along the pictures that hung on the walls were pieces of tinsel, each framing the top of pictures, sparking with the light. The stairs had white candles along the sides, and y/n chuckled when she seen they were battery tea lights, knowing that Tony probably would have had a heart attack if they were real ones.

The bottom of stairs showed Steve, standing with a plate of sausage and egg, a traditional morning breakfast in y/n’s childhood. Breathing in the smell deeply, y/n moved to kiss Steve gently before taking the plate of him. Linking his elbow with hers, y/n allowed Steve to bring her into the kitchen where Tony, Natasha, Bruce and Thor sat at the table, each eating their own breakfast identical to hers.

“Steve I love it.” Y/n smiled, placing her plate on the table to hug Steve and kiss his cheek. “Thank God, he had us up all night planning it.” Tony grumbled causing Nat to clip the back of his head. “Ah the good old clip of the ear. Nice touch.” Y/n mused, causing Steve to laugh gently. “When Steve told us you missed your traditional Christmas, we were happy to help.” Nat explained, smiling at the couple as Steve pushed out a chair for his wife to sit on. “Speak for yourself.” Tony grumbled. “Pepper managed to convince Tony.” Steve explained, glaring at Tony from across the table. “Well thank you guys, I really appreciate it.” “It’s not over yet.” Bruce smiled at the couple, and y/n looked at her husband with wide eyes. “Eat up, than you can see.” Steve stated, seeing y/n’s eyes light up.

After breakfast, Bruce and Natasha cleared the table, allowing Steve to bring y/n into the living room. Tony followed close behind, arms crossed as he grumbled about the decorations being too old fashioned. Steve glared back at Tony over his shoulder before taking y/n’s hand as they entered the living room.

“It’s not much but I tried to do it as close to your childhood home as possible.” Steve explained, rubbing the back of his head. “Steve, it’s amazing.”

The real tree had been replaced with a clearly fake, small tree. Colourful lights shone around the tree, and y/n smiled as she seen the teddies that were seen around the bottom of it. There was a hologram of an open fire near the tree, and y/n smiled as she could smell the scent of burning logs. A few boxes decorated with a red bow were seen at the corner of the tree, and y/n couldn’t help the tears that came.

“Steve, I love it.” Y/n sniffed, and Steve smiled as he pulled her closer to him. “I know it’s not exactly the way Christmas was, but I tried as best I could.” “It’s amazing. Thank you.” Y/n smiled, moving to kiss Steve gently. “Merry Christmas my love.” Steve smiled, swinging them gently. “Merry Christmas Rogers.” Y/n smiled, looking to the top of the tree where a cardboard angel lay.

Diamonds sister pt 2

Y/n groaned as she heard her bedroom door open. After last nights events y/n had spent half the night tossing and turning, unable to get a certain blonde gentleman out of her head. Her mum and sister had thrown questions at her on the ride home and the excitement between them hadn’t gone unnoticed. The excitement the young girl herself felt was also apparent, but y/n refused to show it in fear that it may be thrown back at her.

“Good morning Miss, are you ready to get ready for the day?” Her handmaid smiled.

“Yes I am. Is everyone ready for our visitors today?”

“Yes the chef has prepared sweet treats and tea for this afternoon. They shall not be disappointed.”

“Good.” Y/n smiled, optimistic about today’s agenda.

Y/n opted for y/f/c dress with detail on the shoulder before heading down the stairs to the drawing room where her mother and sister were already sitting, working on their embroidery. Y/n never cared for embroidery, so instead opted to take out her drawing pad, deciding to draw the garden view as she waited for todays visitors. It wasn’t long before the door opened, and Anthony and Benedict arrived in the room.

“Your up early.” Violet stated to her sons with slight dismay.

“Are we the first ones here, how lovely.” Anthony stated, grabbing a biscuit before sitting beside Daphne.

“Perhaps you should make use of your time elsewhere.” Their mother stated.

“I believe y/n would like me to stay, right y/n.” Benedict stated, thinking their usual antics would start.

Y/n went to reply when the door opened once again, and y/ns handmaid opened the door. Violet stood up in anticipation when a figure came close behind her.

Violet watched in awe as her daughter allowed the prince to guide her to a seat away from prying ears. Daphne couldn’t help the smile that spread on her face, despite wanting to advance on the prince herself. Y/n only turned back briefly to smile at them before turning her attention to the prince as he accepted the lemonade from the handmaid and offered one to her. She nodded her head in thanks before taking a delicate sip.

“A visitor for Miss Bridgerton.” The woman spoke out and the figure stepped into the room.

“Price Fredrich, good afternoon.” Violet nodded, indicating for her children to stand up to greet him.

“Your highness.” Daphne stated as she curtsied and bowed her head.

“Good afternoon Lady Bridgerton, I have come to call on one of your daughters.”

“And which one may that be.” Anthony called from his position.

“Miss y/n.” The royal stated, looking at the second oldest daughter of the family.

“I believe you should like to go Benedict.” Y/n muttered to her brother.

“I believe I should most certainly like to stay,” Benedict replied quickly, not taking his eyes off the prince in front of them.

“Now Benedict.” Y/n stated to him before stepping towards the prince with her mother.

“Can I offer you some light refreshment?” Violet asked their visitor as Benedict left the room.

“I would love some. Perhaps some lemonade, and for miss Bridgerton?” Fredrich looked at y/n, expecting an answer.

“The same please.” Y/n spoke with a smile, before accepting the princes outstretched hand.

The two sat in silence, enjoying each other’s company under the watchful gaze of her family. A smile remained on each of their faces before the door opened once again and miss came through.

“So, what do you like to do, tell me more about you?” Fredrich smiled, leaning closer to the girl in front of him to listen.

“Well, I like to draw, I find you can capture anything with a pencil and page. I suppose that’s not a typical hobby of a woman but I find it so refreshing that I could just draw for hours, often with my dear brother Benedict.” Y/n stated, smiling fondly.

“I admire that. Would you be close with your siblings?” Frendrich asked, taking a sip of his drink.

“Yes I like to think that we are. I enjoy being with my youngest two, Hyacinth and Gregory, there so sweet. Do you have any siblings yourself?” Y/n asked, intrigued to learn more about her suitor.

“Unfortunately I am an only child, but I hope to have my own family someday, possibly many. Do you want children some day?” The blonde man asked the woman in front of him, not missing how her smile disappeared to sadness.

“I would love to have my own but the thoughts of having them terrify me after what my dear Mama went through with Hyacinth.” Y/n spoke sadly, remembering the screams of her mother and how she family nearly became orphans.

“I am sorry I asked.” Prince Frendrich stated, placing a hand on y/n’s in comfort.

“It’s ok. Maybe with the right guy I will have my dream, and my fear may be placed at ease.” Y/n stated, her mouth twitching with a smile.

“Perhaps, I may be that guy.” The prince dared to say, moving a hand under y/n’s chin to move her head up.

“Perhaps.” Y/n spoke, smiling at the thought.

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“Another visitor, for Miss Bridgerton.” This time she looked at Daphne and y/n sighed, knowing the time with the prince had come to an end.

“Perhaps we shall pomegrade tomorrow.” Prince Fredrich offered, wanting to spend more time with the Bridgerton in front of her.

“I would like that.” Y/n announced, nodding her head in agreement.

“Until tomorrow.” Prince Fredrich took y/n’s hand and brought it up, kissing it delicately.

“Until tomorrow.” y/n smiled shyly, watching as the prince moved to say his goodbyes to her mother and brother.

The following days followed with y/n and Fredrich spending many hours together. Benedict had taken it upon himself  to escort his sister to these meetings, despite his sisters disagreement, and the prince was starting to grow on him. Seeing how his sister smiled around thig guy made Benedict realize that maybe his sister meeting with this guy wasn’t a bad idea. The relationship between brother and sister were remarkable, but Benedict would be willing to leave the prince be if it made y/n happy. And it would appear that he made y/n very happy.

Y/n had found herself falling for the royal she had been spending so much time with these past few weeks. Each ball lead to a new dance, and each day lead to a new Pomerado around, getting to know each other more and more. The more time spent with the prince, the more y/n thought that maybe he could be the one. Maybe he was the one she would marry and make her feel safe and secure with herself, much like her father had been for her mother. And the prince, well, he was seeing the Bridgerton girl in a new light.

Today was no different. Y/n had arrived back from a boat ride with the prince ,and was now in a carriage towards the ball of the night, one that was being held by the her sister. Since Daphnes marriage things had been a spiral of emotions for the Bridgerton family, yet the giddiness that y/n felt for tonight was something that did not go unnoticed. Violet watched her daughter with happiness as she glowed. With Daphne now engaged to the duke, Violet hoped that maybe there would be another love story for the Bridgerton family.

The carriage came to a stop and y/n allowed her mother to get out before she herself stood up and exited the carriage. Looking at the entrance in awe, she couldn’t help but smile as she seen the familiar blonde hair standing with the Queen at the back of the hall. Smiles were exchanged as the prince caught sight of the Bridgerton clan walking into the ball, and took no time to start making her way down to them. Ignoring the mothers and daughters who swarmed him, he made his way over to y/n and nodded his head in greeting as the mother daughter duo turned to face him.

Y/n smiled at the Prince as they prepared to dance. Allowing the royal to lead her around the floor, y/n couldn’t help the slight giggle that came out of her mouth. Her giggle made the prince in turn smile as he twirled his dance partner around.

“Good evening ladies, I hope you are well.” He spoke to the two.

“Good evening your highness. We are very well.” Violet spoke for the two of them as they curtsied to him.

“Would it be too much to ask for a dance with your lovely daughter.” He asked, offering his hand out out to y/n.

“Please enjoy.” Violet confirmed, watching with pride as the prince kissed her daughters hand before leading her to the floor.

“Perhaps there may be another Bridgerton wedding in the horising.” Simon spoke beside his mother in law.

“One can only hope.” Violet stated, hoping the best would come for her daughter.

The prince stepped away from her and fiddled with his pocket before bringing out a small velvet box. Y/n watched in shock as the attention of others became apparent. Violet grabbed bEnedicts arm as she watched with hope.

“I hope you are enjoying your night.” Prince Fredrich stated as they danced around the room. Her back to his chest.

“Very much.” Y/n nodded.

“Y/n, I hope I am not overstepping when I say but, I enjoy our time together.”

“I enjoy our time together too.” Y/n smiled.

“And I hope you wouldn’t be opposed to spending more time together.” The prince asked, twirling her around once more.

“I was hoping we would.” Y/n smiled, glancing over her shoulder at him.

“Perhaps you would do me the honour of spending the rest of our time on this earth together.” The prince asked, causing y/n to look at him in shock.

“Your highness, what are you saying.” Y/n asked, turning to him as the music stopped.

Unable to hold her excitement, Violet rushed towards her daughter and pulled her into a hug.

“Y/n Bridgerton, would you do me the honour of becoming my princess, my wife.” Fredrich asked, opening the box to show a ring held delicately with a small coushin.

“I would love to.” Y/n spoke happily, allowing him to pull her in a hug.

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“You are to be married dearest.” Violet stated, and y/n smiled excitedly.

“I got it mama, I got my dream.”

“We better watch out with royalty in our house.” Benedict teased causing y/n to chock in tears.

The wedding was everything y/n could of ever dreamed off. Prince Fredrich wanted the day to be everything his bride had ever imagined, and went above and beyond to make sure her dreams became a reality. It was fit for a princess, which was what Miss y/n Bridgerton would now be called. Violet was beaming for joy as she watched her second daughter walk down the aisle with her second oldest. Benedict couldn’t help the smile on his face as he walked his sister to her new family, having cried after y/n had asked him to step in what should have been their fathers job. Daphne held her husbands arm in delight watching her twin get married. The Queen herself couldn’t help but show a slight smile, even if only for a brief second.

The night itself was magical and fit for royalty. Y/n danced with her husband under the night stars, outside in the Queens garden. United as one, y/n couldn’t wait to live her newfound life. Princess y/n of Prussia, dawning a ring that belonged to her majesty the Queen on her finger, vowed to spend entirely with her new love, the prince of Prussia.

Diamonds sister pt 1

Info: Like her mother, y/n craves to find a match out of love, but never did she expect that love to be found in royalty

Relationship: Y/n bridgerton x prince Fredrich

Set in season 1

Y/n lay on Daphne's bed as she watched her sister be swarmed by her sister and mother. The oldest Bridgerton girl had been chosen as the diamond of the season, and this meant that her family had become the main attention of the season. Being the diamonds twin sister, y/n was often used as a backway into getting her sisters attention. Many men had stepped forward to talk to her, only to have the young girls heart discouraged upon her sisters name slipping from their lips.

It wasn't unknown that y/n was the opposite of her sister, in fact she was more like her mother. While Daphne craved to have a good match to help their sisters tin society, y/n craved love. She wanted her husband to be someone she loved, and them vise versa. Yet the possibility of that match seemed to be far away from y/ns grip.

"Y/n, you must be excited for your dear sister." The mother of 9 stated to her second oldest daughter. "Of course I am mama, I just find it hard to believe that I am to find a match this season." Y/n replied in dismay, her shoulders slouching as she moved to a sitting position. "Come now sister, I'm sure you too will find someone." Daphne spoke, moving close to her sister to comfort her. "Me and you are two different people Daphne. While you are doing this to set up our dear sisters, I will not marry unless I find love." Y/n spoke out, tilting her head. "Well yes but.." Daphne started only for their mother to but in. "I'm sure you will find someone y/n, just give it time. You know your father and I started off as friends before marriage."  "I know mama." Y/n sighed, standing up. "Come now, let's get ready for tonight, I can sense that this will be an intriguing one." Daphne spoke, taking her sisters hand before pulling away towards the mirror where here lady in hand was waiting. "Yes, I'm sure it will." Y/n spoke disheartedly, moving out of the room towards her own.

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y/n fidgeted with her glove as she sat beside Benedict as the carriage carried them to the ball of the night. Daphne and her mum sat opposite her and were chatting quietly amongst themselves. Anthoney was late as usual, so they had left without him, hoping that he would arrive on time. Seeing his sisters distress, Benedict placed his hand on y/n’s arm, causing her to look up at him. Seeing her brothers smile of assurance, y/n nodded and took a deep breathe before looking out the window as their carriage came to a stop.

Opting to wait until her mother and sister got out, y/n pushed back into her seat, trying to stay out of view as peoples attention turned to them. Daphne held her head up high as she accepted the doormans hand, and smiled slightly at the onlookers as she waited for her mother to step out. Violet looked back at y/n to see if she was following suit.

“You head on in, I will look after y/n.” Benedict assured their mum, seeing his sisters reluctance.

Glancing one more time at y/n, Violet nodded before linking hands with Daphne and walking in, smiling at those they passed. Benedict turned around to face his sister that still occupied their carriage, and held his hand out with a smile. Glancing out at the crowds of people who were walking into the ball, y/n bowed her head as she descended from the carriage, accepting her brothers hand. She thanked the doorman as he closed the door behind her before linking Benedict’s arm with hers. Benedict patted her hand in encouragement.

“If I didn’t know any better I would say that you are nervous.” Benedict whispered to his sister in a mocking way as they walked in the doors. “Does it appear that way, God I hope not. I don’t know how…” “Calm down dear sister, I am only trying to ease you up a bit. You are far too rigid for someone who should be enjoying herself.” Benedict quickly jumped in, cutting off y/n’s rant. “I struggle to see how one could have fun while being approached for all the wrong reasons.” Y/n muttered, nodding her head at two gentlemen as they smiled her way. “Don’t dread too much, I’m sure you will find your match soon enough.” Benedict reassured her, tapping her hand again as they reached their sister and mother.

Throughout the night y/n tried her best to uphold conversations with suitable suitors only for them to turn to Daphne when they had the chance. Benedict tried to keep y/n’s spirit up with the occasional remark about peoples choice of outfit, but all y/n wanted was to leave this season behind her. Even her mother was starting to notice her daughters mood, and decided to call it a night.

“Shall we retire for the night?” Violet asked Daphne as she returned from yet another dance, nodding her head discretely to the girls twin. “Yes I believe we shall, my feet are terribly achy.” Daphne announced, glancing at her sister.

Y/n stood with Daphne and Benedict as their mother left to round up the rest of her children. Anthony threw a look of concern at y/n before offering Daphne his arm. The young girl just shrugged, knowing her mum had probably told them she was getting anxious. Opting to avoid they’re glances, she decided to venture outside on her own, away from the prying eyes. Smiling at Benedict as she looked at her when she let go of him, she slowly headed out the door, into fresh air. At least she tried to, until she bumped into a tall figure.

“Oh my apologies miss.” The gentleman in front of her spoke. “No, no, my fault. I wasn’t looking where I was going.” Y/n started, only for her breath to catch in her throat when she realized who she had bumped into.

The blonde gentleman in front of her was no one but Queen Charlottes nephew, Prince Frendrich. The Bridgerton’s had become quite familiar with the Prince since the Queens continuous attempts of matching the young man with Daphne. Many days he had called upon the house, but y/n had only briefly met him, having spent majority of her time with Benedict as he painted, often modelling for him. Seeing him in front of her, y/n couldn’t help but admire his blonde curls and his blue eyes. He looked back at her, circling her face with his eyes.

“Prince Frendrich, how are you this fine evening?” Y/n’s mums voice disrupted their silent introduction. “I am quite lady Bridgerton, and you?” Prince Frendrich nodded at the older woman, taking her hand in greeting. “I am quite well, thank you. I see you have meet my other daughter y/n” The vicountess stated, glancing between y/n and the prince. “Pleasure to meet you Miss Bridgerton.” Frendrich nodded to the youngest twin as he took her hand, bringing it up to kiss it gently. “The pleasures all mine, your highness.” Y/n curtsied, ignoring the butterflies that she felt. “Forgive me for being so forward, and perhaps speaking in disrespect for your sister, but would you care to have the last dance with me?” “We are just retiring for the night.” Benedict stated, moving beside y/n, taking her hand from the Princess. “Nonsense Benedict, I believe we can wait for them. She would be delighted to your highness.” Violet shushed her son as she glanced between her daughter and the royal in front of them. “Miss Bridgerton?” The prince spoke again, offering his hand to her. “Yes, I would be honoured.” Y/n spoke with a sigh as she accepted his hand.

Violet watched on with a smile as y/n was escorted to the dance floor. She had seen the look in her daughters eyes when she seen the Prince, and the lightness in the Prince’s eyes as he looked at her daughter. The look was one she recognized, for she had once given them eyes to her beloved late husband. Glancing at Benedict, she pinched his arm as she seen the scowl on his face.

Y/n allowed he prince to guide her along the floor as the two prepared to dance the last dance. The young Bridgerton  placed her hand on his shoulder as he placed his on her hip, and she tried to avoid the sparks she felt, knowing the way this would go.

“Have you had a good night?” Prince Frendrich spoke, trying to make conversation. “As good as should be expected. Giving that I know how this dance ends.” Y/n spoke out, looking down with slight disappointment. “What do you mean?” “I  know that the Queen has invited you here to court my sister, the diamond of the season. And I know that part of that involves getting me to help you. You need not worry, I shall tell her that you are a good match for her, just as I do with every other suitor that has asked me before.” Y/n spoke harshly ,trying to withhold the disappointment in her tone. “You think that is why I asked you for this dance?” The Prince asked in confusion. “Isn’t it?” Y/n asked. “Not at all.” He shook his head, “ You attract me for some reason Miss Bridgerton. I’m not sure why but when I seen you when I first arrived I was appealed by you. You hide behind your sister just because she is the diamond of the season. However, I believe that you are equal to her beauty, if not more.” The prince stated. “You are attracted to me?” Y/n spoke in shock, not expecting that answer. “I am, there is something about you miss Bridgerton, I’m just not sure what.”  The prince spoke, and y/n stared over his shoulder, not knowing what to say to his response.

The song ended and couples started to dispatch from the dance floor, and y/n dropped her arms and stepped away from her partner.

“Would you allow me to visit you tomorrow Miss Bridgerton?” The prince  asked, and y/n only looked at him for a moment. “Yes, I think I would like that.” Y/n spoke, starting to walk back to her family as they watched. “Until tomorrow.” Prince Frendrich grabbed her partners hand and brought it up for a kiss.

Y/n couldn’t help the slight smile that appeared on her face as the Prince waked away from her and her family. Violet pulled her into a hug as Daphne grabbed her hand with excitement. As the Bridgerton family left for the night, they became unaware of the watchful eye of the Queen and Lady Danbury. 

"Perhaps the Bridgerton girls will give us great success this season." Lady Danbury spoke to the Queen, seeing her majesty's watchful eye. "Perhaps." Was all the Queen stated, not wanting to give too much away.