Bachelor Party

It was the night of his bachelor party and Marie was staying home with Calla Lumine. The night was going to be a blast, all of his childhood friends and his coworkers had VIPed, and they we're all going to be his send off into ball and chain, not that he was complaining.

But that night, that was the night that changed his whole future. That was the night Phineas met Bea. The stripper his friends hired as a joke, and he just couldn't stop himself.

After that night, he constantly thought of Bae, despite his upcoming nuptials. But still, he didn't talk to her, didn't seek her out, it was a one time mistake. Cold feet. Is what he told himself.

Unfortunately, what he hadn't known was that his wife-to-be had met his Bae on a shopping trip. So the night of his daughter's first birthday, he was none too shocked to see his Bae standing in his foyer.

Marie walked up to him, hugging him awkwardly, her bulging stomach in the way.

"Hey, honey." She kissed him lightly on the lips, her innocent, trusting face beaming up at him.

"Hey, baby." He smiled like there was nothing going on, although a sharp pang of guilt stabbed his heart. But his mind stayed on Bae and the deep desire he felt for her.

"Phineas."

He snapped to, looking down at the worried face of his wife to be. 

"Sorry, baby, just got a lot on my mind." He pulled her close and kissed her forehead. "Go mingle. I know you want."

She grinned, wobbling off. Instantly striking up a conversation with a group of her friends.

He casually greeted Katarania and Kara. Patting shoulder, shaking hands, with the occasional hug. Constantly watching, patiently waiting, trying not to hurry. Until finally he reached Bae.

His heartbeat increased, his palms began to sweat, and he wrapped his arms around her.

A smirk grew on her face and she looked up at him through her lashes.

"Meet me in my den on the third floor." He whispered in her ear, pulling back.

They reluctantly separated with mundane pleasantries, going their own ways in the group.

Phineas headed up stairs, leaving the women down below. His trusting fiancée grinning as she wiggled a few fingers at him in parting. Not knowing or even suspecting his rendezvous.

Unaware of the watchful eyes of Katarina, Marie's best friend. Tracking his disappearance followed by Bae just minutes later.

Him and Bae, it was just them now. They stood by the bar, having a casual drink, talking.

She lightly ran her fingers down his arm, fluttering her lashes, and he felt his heart begin to race, his groin begin to tighten, losing track of the words she was saying.

He attempted to pay attention, tried in vain to resist and listen to what she was saying.

With a low moan, he abandoned all efforts, knocking the glass out of her hand and slamming her up against the bar.

….........................

"There's a restroom over there, go get cleaned up." He instructed, grabbing a towel off the bar.

She made her way into the restroom on shaky legs, her chest heaving with every breath.

He picked up her shirt and with a simple wave of his hand he fixed it brand as new, holding it out to her as she made her way over to him.

She pushed his hand aside, sliding her self up against him, slipping a hand behind his neck and pulling his head down to meet her lips in a hot passionate kiss.

He didn't move to wrap his arms around her, but kissed her back, trying in vain to ignore her body against his.

"Thanks." She whispered, pulling back, a devilish grin on her face, slowly slipping away from his body and taking the shirt and pulling it over her head.

"The party's almost over." He choked out, he tried in vain to stop himself from wanting her."You need to get back down so they don't miss you." But he failed miserably.

"You're going to miss me." She whispered, trailing a hand across his chest as she walked out, swinging her hips.

"I'll try damn well not to."


He fought it, he did, the way he felt for Bae, but anytime she called, he found himself helpless but to go to her every time she called.

Finally, one night after a round of mind numbing sex, she told him.

"I'm pregnant."

HIs heart stopped. He felt the bile rose in his throat and knew he was going to be sick.

"I want you to leave Marie. I'm leaving town and I want you to come with me."

"I can't."

"If you don't, I'll never let you near this child."

At those words, he felt a wave of ice wash over him, numbing his heart and chilling him to the bone.

He knew what he had to do.

"Alright, but not quite yet. I have some affairs to get in order. He lay on his back, staring at the ceiling, arms behind his head. She rolled over, laying her head on his chest, throwing one leg over his, her hand curled into a ball just over his naval.

She grinned like the cat that just caught the canary.

She wouldn't be smiling like that for much longer.

It took two weeks, two very short weeks to construct his man cave, that was the excuse he gave his wife. Some place just for him. Like the other basement was her studio.

So trusting, so loving...she believed him.

The day after it was finished, Marie went out with Calla Lumine and Ziron, taking them to the prodigies learning center like she'd gotten into habit of doing. Four hours a day, every day.

She just wanted the best for their babies.

He invited Bae over and took her down.

He stayed for a while, talking and flirting, before he excused himself, climbing up the ladder into the out building. He slid open the hidden panel by the door and pulled down a keyboard, revealing the touch screen computer.

All it took was a single swipe of his finger and the entire den locked down. No one could get in or out except him.

He pushed the computer back in, slid the panel closed, and walked out to go greet his soon-to-be wife and children. An unholy smirk on his face.

Now, she wasn't going anywhere.

The weeks passed. Calla Lumine and Ziron grew. The wedding quickly approached. Bae remained locked in the basement, her stomach growing and all was well. For a time that is.