Kay and David’s are married and their first baby
Kay and David’s are married and their first baby is due in a month. They’re both sleeping when David heard a noise. An intruder breaks in and he goes into survival mode, dealing with him, keeping Kay safe, giving her very pointed instructions. When it’s all over and while the police case the house, David goes back to Kay, checking in on her, promising to keep her safe, lots of kisses
David woke with a jolt, a low hum of unease buzzing in his ears. It was the sound – a creak, then a muffled thud – that had startled him from sleep. He turned his head, seeing Kay still asleep beside him, her face serene, her hand resting on her swollen belly. His heart pounded in his chest. Baby was due in a month, just a month. He couldn’t let anything happen to her.
The noise came again, closer this time. A window pane shattering, a harsh rasp of breath. David knew, with the gut-wrenching certainty of a father-to-be, that this wasn’t a cat, or the wind. It was an intruder.
He quickly slipped out of bed, his bare feet finding the cold wood floor. Kay stirred, a groan escaping her lips, “David?”
“Go back to sleep, Kay,” he whispered, his voice low but firm. “Everything’s alright.”
“But…”
“Just stay in bed. I’ll be right back.”
David, adrenaline pumping through his veins, grabbed a baseball bat from the closet and crept to the bedroom door. He knew the layout of the house like the back of his hand. This was his home, his family, and he wouldn’t let anyone hurt them.
The intruder was in the living room, the flickering light of the porch lamp illuminating his silhouette as he rummaged through drawers.
“Don’t move,” David snarled, his voice a guttural growl. “Get down on the ground. Slowly.”
The man startled, turning around with a startled yelp. He was young, skinny, his face shadowed in fear.
David didn’t hesitate. He lunged, the bat a blur in the dim light. He felt the impact against the man’s arm, a bone-crunching thud, and the man cried out in pain.
“Stay there! Call the police. Kay! Stay in bed! Don’t come out!” David barked, his voice echoing through the house. He needed to keep them safe, keep them out of the line of fire.
He kept his eye on the intruder, his heart a drumbeat in his chest. The man, whimpering in pain, struggled to his feet, his arm dangling uselessly at his side. He turned to flee, but David was quicker. He struck again, this time aiming for the man’s legs.
The intruder crumpled to the floor, groaning in agony. David didn’t relent. He kept the bat raised, watching the man intently, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. He was a predator protecting his prey.
The sirens wailed in the distance, getting closer, their haunting cries echoing in the stillness of the night.
The police arrived, swarming the house, their flashlights cutting through the darkness, their voices a cacophony of commands. David, his clothes torn and his face streaked with sweat, stood by the window, watching the officers drag the intruder away, his eyes narrowed.
He turned back to the bedroom, his steps slow and deliberate. Kay was sitting up in bed, her face pale, her eyes filled with terror. He knew she had heard everything.
He walked towards her, his hand reaching out to cup her face, his thumb gently tracing the lines of her cheek.
“It’s over,” he whispered, his voice husky with relief. “You’re safe. I’ll always keep you safe.”
He pulled her close, burying his face in her hair. Her scent, sweet and familiar, was a grounding force in his chaotic world. He kissed her forehead, then her cheek, then her lips, his kisses lingering, each one a silent promise of protection, a testament to his love.
“I love you,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.
Kay, her eyes welling up with tears, whispered back, “I love you too.” She clung to him, her fear replaced by a wave of gratitude, of love, and of profound relief.
David, the warrior who had faced the intruder, now retreated into the role of protector, a fierce, loving guardian of his wife and their unborn child. The night was over, but the memory of the intruder, of the fear, of the vulnerability, would stay with him, a constant reminder of the fragility of life, and the depth of his love for the woman he held close. He knew then, with a certainty that transcended fear, that he would do anything, face anything, to keep them safe, to keep their little family together.
