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Detoured	By : Tansterz Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Kelly Clarkson Views: 3524 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Kelly Clarkson. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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The sound of the energetic two year old calling out to her from the kitchen immediately pulled Carrie from her thoughts. She let her eyes scan the living room one last time on her way to the other room and let out an accomplished sigh as she went.

“I’m coming, baby.” She called out in return to her daughter as she grew closer to the kitchen.

Approaching the archway she felt something hard press beneath the bottom of her bare foot and winced loudly as she glanced down to see the once plastic cupcake that went along with Lyra’s kitchen set semi-flattened against the hardwood floor. Swiftly she bent to pick it up before proceeding into the kitchen. When she entered she found Lyra where she had sat her at the table ten minutes ago, only now the toddler and table were no longer clean.

Excitedly Lyra tossed her ketchup infested hands up in the air. “I all done, mommy.” She announced proudly.

“I can see that.” Carrie chuckled, sliding into place behind her daughter. “Did you manage to get any of it in your mouth, kiddo?” She teased as she hooked her hands under Lyra’s armpits and hoisted her up from her booster seat.

Lyra laughed, a tiny snort following. “I got it all in my mouth, mommy!”

Carrie shook her head and shifted Lyra around in her arms until she was securely balanced against her hip. “I think the table begs to differ, sweetie.” Lyra shot her a confused look and Carrie simply smiled. “How ‘bout we just get you cleaned up?” On her daughter’s nod she directed them over to and up the stairs.

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“Lyra…come on baby girl, mommy has to get you dressed.” She called out down the hall knowing the little girl hadn’t run far.

Shaking her head she placed her hands against the bath tub for support and pushed up from the puddle of water she had been sitting in on the floor. Quickly she swooped Lyra’s towel up from the counter top and made her way out into the hall, her eyes following the tiny water prints that would surely lead her to one naked little toddler.

She found Lyra in her bedroom, sitting nonchalantly on her bed. “Honey, I have to dry you off and get some clothes on you.”

Lyra frowned. “I don’t like clothes.”

Carrie couldn’t help but laugh. “I know baby, but momma is coming home today and don’t you wanna look nice for her?”

Immediately Lyra’s face lit up. “Momma’s coming home!” She screamed, pushing up into a standing position on her bed and bouncing.

Carrie nodded. “She is,” She assured her, “she should be here soon actually, so you should really let me dry you off and get you dressed.” She said, inching her way to the bed.

Gently she wrapped the fluffy white towel over her bouncing daughter and carefully brought her to a stop. Lyra smiled widely at her and finally allowed her mother to dry her off and lift her up from the bed. When she finally finished getting Lyra into her clothes Carrie took a good look at herself and realized she could use some cleaning up herself. She definitely had to commend Kelly for doing this on a regular basis.

A sudden wave of disappointment in herself washed over her as the realization of her constant absence hit her. There were so many times before when she had missed out on the little moments like these. Well, she was here now and that had to count for something, right? She just hoped and prayed that it wasn’t too late for her, or too late for them. Kelly was going to pull through this and remember everything. They were going to be okay. They had to be okay.

For the second time that day Lyra’s voice pulled Carrie from her thoughts, only this time it took her a moment to process what she was saying.

“Momma is here!” Lyra exclaimed, standing in the doorway of her bedroom.

She heard voices downstairs and knew that her wife was in fact down there. She glanced down at herself and sighed. For the most part her pants were now mostly dry, as well as her shirt, but overall she knew she had to look overwhelmed and flustered. For a second she considered running down the hall and making some minor adjustments to her appearance but soon thought against it. She looked fine and what she had on, damp or not, would have to do whether she liked it or not.

She blinked and quickly readjusted her ponytail before slipping her hand into her daughters. “Let’s go welcome momma home.”
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