Title: Child of Love (sequel to CAN DREAMS BE MORE THAN JUST DREAM) 1/?

Author: Christen Hays (PurpleHaysC@netscape.com)

Comments: please send me all you comments. Please! This story is the sequel to CAN DREAMS BE MORE THAN JUST DREAM. Please read it first!

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Here is chapter one: Ethan was sitting on his couch when his daughter came running in. "Gabriela Bennett-Crane!'

She stopped running.

Ethan got up and walked over to his daughter who was covered in mud from head to toe. "Gabi, didn't I tell not to get dirty because we were having a family meal and not to run in the mansion?"

She stood there for a moment. "I'm so sorry, dad. I completely forgot all about the meal. I was having too much fun."

 "Just tell me if I'm going to have a call from either one of your aunts or uncle?"

She smiled.

"Gabi! Did you have to get your cousins involved in this? Do not answer that. I know what you are going to say. Now go up to your room and get dressed before your family arrives. And don't track any dirt."

She started to laugh. "Don't worry they will be a little late any ways they have to clean up there kids too."

"Go!"

 She started to run up the stairs laughing.

 Ethan sat back down on the couch and sighed. He thought to himself. "Theresa you would defiantly love the way your daughter turned out."

"You know a week from today and she'll be thirteen!" She was screaming at the guy in front of her and he was trying very hard to ignore her. "Can't I just see her once that's all I'm asking. Just once."

He turned around and faced her. "I've told you no already! And if you ask me one more time you won't get any pictures of her any more."

She sat back down in the chair. "Damn you Julian and Allister for doing this!"

The guy looked back at her and smiled. "I'm so glad you finally figured out who to scream at."

Everyone was sitting at the dinning room table. Ethan was at the head of the table. His mother and daughter to either side of them. His father sitting next to his mother. His mother-in-law next to his mother and her youngest son and his wife, Ethan's half- sister, and three kids sitting next them. Pilar's oldest son next to Ethan's daughter and his wife sitting next to them with their son. Ethan was happy to have his family but he could not help but miss his wife.

Pilar turned to Ethan and noticed he was sad. She decided to try to start a conversation. "So Gabi I bet you can't wait to start school tomorrow."

She rolled her eyes. "Yes, grandmother it's the funniest thing in my whole life."

Ethan looked at her with his "don't use that attitude" eyes. "Yes, she's very happy. In addition, in a week from now she is turning thirteen. We are having a big party each one of you is invited. It's going to be at the…" As Ethan started to finish his sentence, the phone rang. He went to go pick it up. "Hello?" He heard Julian on the other line saying hello. Ethan got mad. "What are you doing calling here!"

"Oh Ethan calm down. You grandfather and I are just calling to give Gabi an early happy birthday."

"You are not my father nor is he my grandfather. So, stop calling me. I put you in jail and if I had my way neither one of you would even be alive!" He slammed the telephone down. His mother and father walked over to him. Kay took the kids out of the room.

Sheridan walked over to Ethan and asked him, "Was that Julian and Allister?'

"Yes, of course. Can't they just leave us alone!"

 Luis and Ethan's father walked over to him. "We put them in jail for the murder and they aren't coming out. I can promise you that, son." He looked at his father and could not help but believe him. Ever since Luis had found out that Allister and Julian had killed Theresa, Sam and Ethan had become close. He was even happy when his mother told him that Sam was his father. He was just happy not to have to call Julian father any more.

The girl was still sitting in a chair when the man walked in again. She turned around as she heard the door close. "What is it now?" she asked.

"If you're going to be that rude then I won't tell you the good news."

 She looked at him with a hopeful look on her face. "Good news?"

 "Yes, good news. The boss is allowing you to see her. You will be her new teacher. However, you have to keep you mouth shut about your identity! I know that will be hard but it's either that or stay here."

"Of course, I'll do it but I've never taught."

 He handed her the diploma. "Here's your gradate degree and your new birth certificate. Your name is Mrs. Lindsey Cane." She took the documents, looked at them, and smiled.