A\N : You have to read the The Last Visit in order to understand this one and itwas originally a one-shot but than I decided to submit an epilogue which will have one or two chapters in it. Please review and enjoy.
The Last Visit : Life in London
Adrian Bolton woke up and the day he had been marking on his calendar for months on end was finally here. He was thirteen. Removing the bed covers he sprinted out his room and down the hallway to his parent's bedroom and swiftly opened the door.
"RISE AND SHINE" he said and walked the few feet to the curtains and opened them, letting the harsh tone of the light stream through the window and to Troy and Gabriella's eyes. Troy groaned and turned the opposite side hiding his eyes from the light.
"God, what time is it?"
Gabriella carefully removed the covers and tiredly adjusted her eyes to the bright flashing lights on the digital clock.
"Five o'clock"
"God Adrian go back to sleep" Troy groaned and covered himself with a pillowcase while Gabriella put on her slippers
"No come on we have to celebrate" he walked to Troy and hit him
"I'm asleep" he mumbled under the pillow.
"Mom" Adrian complained and covering her body with her robe she sighed and pushed her son forward "Just give him a couple of minutes to recuperate"
"You mean to snooze" Adrian voice was heard down the hall
"Pretty much" Gabriella said
It was Adrian's birthday party and even though they had no family there the turnout was much more than they had expected. It was mostly Adrian's friends from school, colleagues from work and the neighbors. While Adrian and his friends were playing with the new software he had got from his presents Gabriella was in the kitchen doing the finishing touches on the cake.
"Hey babe how's the cake coming along?"
"Great just some frosting and I'm done"
"Great" Troy pulled up a chair and sat down
"What are you doing?"
"Sitting"
"We can't both be in the kitchen; one of us has to entertain our guests"
"They look entertained to me" he said grabbing an apple on the basket laid on the table.
"Troy just go please"
"Fine" he dragged himself out of the chair and out the kitchen.
After carefully putting on the frosting she began with the number thirteen right on the left side of the cake.
"Hey you're Adrian's mum?"
"Ah yeah" Gabriella looked up from what she was doing and was met with a pure Londoner, big brown eyes, broad shoulders , perky lips and a smile that could kill any girl.
"Ah yeah Gabriella, and you are"
"Oh pardon my manners my name is Christian Thomas, Alyssa's brother"
"Oh right she said you were coming"
"Is there anything I can do to be of assistance" he asked her with his brilliant smile
"Yeah no thanks everything is pretty much done and dusted"
"Are you sure I can carry the cake for you"
"That…would be lovely thanks"
"No problem" he held the big square cake in his hands and started down the hall to the living-room. Gabriella started singing and as soon as she and Christian were visible everyone else joined in and clapped hands for the birthday boy. Alyssa helped him blow the candles and everyone laughed when she creamed him with cake on his noise.
It was ten o'clock and Gabriella was saying goodbye to the last guest. She and Troy picked up all the balloons and wrappers left scattered on the floor.
"Thanks for an awesome party mom" the brand new phone Troy had given him beeped in his pocket.
"Alyssa just text me" Adrian ran up the stairs
"Don't stay up too late"
"I don't think he can hear you" Troy said "Come sit down for a while"
"But-"
"Gabi we can clean up tomorrow"
"Alright" As soon as he sat down he placed her legs on his and took off her shoes and started rubbing them.
"Mmm that feels good" Troy continued to rub her feet and paid extra attention to the sore parts
"I'm sorry I didn't help you as much as I could with the party"
"It's okay you were busy"
"Yeah, busy making sure we stay under the radar"
"Is someone suspicious?"
"….People are asking questions where I work"
"What…why didn't you tell me?"
"You were stressed out with the arrangements I didn't want to bother you"
"Troy" She put her feet down and held his hands "You have to stop treating me like I'm an outsider"
"I never do that"
"Yes you do, you always tell me things minutes before or I find it out through your e-mail, you have to start treating me like your partner and not some silly housewife"
"Gabriella" he let go of her hands
"…You're hiding something from me…"
"What, that's ridiculous"
"You're lying to me, I can't believe it" she stood and went to the kitchen. Although not wanting to, he knew he should probably follow her
"Baby" standing up he put the remote down and followed her to the kitchen "Baby come on"
"No don't baby me there's something you're not telling me and we promised we'd never lie to each other"
"I don't know what else to say to make you believe I'm not lying to you"
Gabriella exhaled the breath she was holding and put down the washcloth "I'm pregnant, Troy"
"…Pregnant…like as in a baby" she nodded "but how"
"Well I don't know just go ask Adrian"
"I know how but we were so careful, I mean we haven't had sex for a while, believe me I know"
"I'm four weeks pregnant"
"Four weeks?"
"Yeah that time Adrian slept over at Alyssa's" she said matter-of-fact.
As soon as the realization hit him he sat on the stool and put his hands on the counter "Oh God"
"Yeah I know"
"Well we can make it work we'll be more care-"
"No Troy, I don't want to be more careful, I don't want to live like some criminal on the run"
"What, do you want to go back and get arrested if we step foot in U.S soil"
"You know I don't want that"
"You could always go back; it's not you they want"
"….What did you say? Is someone looking for you?"
"Dammit" he swore cursing his own stupidity
"Tell me"
"The less people who know the better"
"Troy I'm not some people, IM YOUR WIFE"
"Gabriella I can take some bad shit from people but not from you…not from you" he stood and walked out of the kitchen
While living in Albuquerque she had been used to waking up and preparing breakfast for Troy and Adrian and ironing their clothes for the day then reading herself. But since moving to London she woke up prepared breakfast, ironed their clothes said goodbye to them cleaned the house then prepared dinner and went to sleep. She had never imagined herself as the housewife but Troy had convinced her that the less people they knew and hung around with the better. At least in Albuquerque she had a life, here, she was living for others.
It was lunch and Gabriella sat in the front porch reading a book when she saw a Black Volvo stop in front of her yard. She put her book down and stood
"Hello,Gabriella, right"
"Yeah..."
"You know how much it hurts my ego to know that the lady does not remember my name"
"Christian…"
"Thomas" he finished
"Yes that's what I was going to say"
"Right" she laughed and he sat beside her
"What are you doing, well what you were doing rather"
"Reading a book"
"What's it called?"
"Christian, you mind if I call you that?"
He put his hand on his chest "By all means"
"Well Christian I'm sure you didn't come all this way just to ask me about my book"
"Actually no I didn't, am I that obvious?"
"You're not that hard to read Mr. Thomas"
"For some odd reason women seem to think they have me figured out"
"So you're a ladies' man"
"By women I mean my mother and my sister"
"Smooth…so what are you doing here?"
"You" he said
"Me"
"Yes I thought I would jolly along and see you"
"Christian, I'm married"
"I know my sister is best friends with your son remember"
"So how come I've never seen you around" she asked trying to change the subject
"That's because my job requires me to move often, so I barely have time to see my family"
"How old are you, if you don't mind me asking?"
"25"
"You don't look 25" she said
"Yes I get that a lot, I don't mean to be forward but, I would not imagine you as the housewife type"
"I'm not" Gabriella jumped
"Well than what are you?"
"I used to have a job"
"Oh really, where?"
"Albuquerque"
"Why did you leave?"
"….We-" A car stopped in front of the Volvo and Troy got out observing the unfamiliar vehicle in his front yard "My husband's home" Gabriella stood "You should go"
"Alright" Christian stood and walked down the three steps
"Mr. Bolton a pleasure" he held out his hand
"Yeah you too" Troy shook his hand
"Well I better be on my way than Gabriella, I hope to see you again"
Gabriella looked at Troy's curious face to Christian's smirk "I can't sorry"
"If I happen to bump into you at the supermarket sometime that would be coincidental right?"
"Yeah I guess you could say that"
"Well so long, Mr. Bolton" Christian got in his car and drove off. Troy turned to her once the car was out of sight "Who's that guy"
"Alyssa's brother"
"What was he doing here?"
"Just saying hello"
"He came here just to say hello?"
"Yes Troy not everyone is as deceiving as you are" she said before grabbing her book and walking inside.
"Why can't you let well enough alone?" he asked her
"You call this well enough, Troy I don't have any friends, I can't even go out without looking over my shoulder"
"I know baby but it's only until I figure what to do for us"
"I can't be there for you unless you tell me what's going on, you have to trust me"
Troy looked at her for a while then said "The U.S government found out that I faked my death and is looking for me"
"What"
"They know I'm somewhere in London but don't know where"
"Oh my god"
"But don't worry it's going to be okay, as long as we stay on the down low they won't find out anything"
"You mean as long as I don't see or talk to anyone"
"Baby please, just do this one thing for me"
"Troy I'm tired of this"
"I know it's only until I figure out what to do" he walked behind her and massaged her shoulders
"That feels nice"
He bent down to her level and whispered to her shoulder and said in her ear "You know it won't be a while until Adrian comes home"
"I know"
"I was thinking we could perhaps do something useful with it"
"Like what" she asked and he put his hands on her zipper and slowly pulled it down
"I don't know…maybe a shower, or …"
"Or what"
"Or we could go upstairs and think of something"
"I'm still mad at you"
"I know and this is my way of making mends"
She turned around and looked at him "Sex doesn't fix everything Troy"
"You are one tough cookie"
"Isn't that why you married me?" he smiled and kissed her
As he pulled down her dress he hoped she would forget her interest in wanting to be involved in his business but rather focus on keeping Adrian safe and happy. He didn't want his wife to worry anymore, much less be involved with him. He would do anything to protect her, even lie to her.
"Hey it's Chris, yeah I found him…..yeah you were right his wife is totally worth missing my vacation. Where am I? Out their back door of course" he looked through the window and saw Gabriella pull down her bra and licked his lips
"Mhm…I'd kiss that booty any day"