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Set immediately after Theresa has given birth.
Ryan pressed his forehead against the cold hard glass and admired his new baby girl. Katie. She lay peacefully in her cot as the other babies surrounding her bawled for their mother. Maybe Katie was silent because she knew she couldn't have her own mother. She would have to settle for her father. A tear crept silently down Ryan's cheek and he turned away from the glass. He took a deep breath and made his way down the corridor to comfort Theresa's mother. Arturo was there, his mother weeping in his arms. When Arturo noticed Ryan watching them he gave him an encouraging smile and whispered something to his mom. She looked up at him with her tear stained face, "Please I can't see the baby. I just need to grieve. Please." Ryan nodded mutely and placed his hand on her shoulder. He kneeled down. "I'm gonna take Katie back to the Cohen's. You can call me any time you wanna see her and I'll bring her down to visit all the time. I need to be with my family right now." He stopped and waited for her answer and she looked at him and nodded wearily. "I'll call about the funeral arrangements," he finished. He shook Arturo's hand and headed over to the Cohen's where he was greeted with a crushing hug from Kirsten.
As they were driving toward the manor Ryan held Katie in the back seat with Seth next to him making coochy coo noises. "Seth. She's asleep." Ryan said resignedly. "I know but she's so cute. Aren't you?" he answered in a mock baby voice, "I never thought that I would feel this way about a new baby in the house but I think because I know it's not Mom's... well you know." He finished with a shudder. Kirsten tossed an annoyed glance at her dark headed son. "Ryan, we didn't have time to set up a nursery for Katie but we're all gonna start on it after the funer... uh later." She finished kicking herself at her own stupidity.
"It's okay. Really. You can talk about her. It's not like I'm not gonna talk about her. She's Katie's mom." He assured. Sandy smiled at his candour and informed him, "Well we've got the basics. A crib, baby bath, diapers, clothes etcetera, etcetera. We just gotta decorate the nursery. Right now it's a frightening shade of yellow. It used to be Rosa's room."
"Where's Rosa gonna stay now?" Ryan asked concerned. He had grown to like Rosa. He never let her do anything for him. He always assured her that he could do his own laundry and dusting. He didn't like the idea of her being moved out of the room she had lived in for the ten years to make way for a nursery.
"No Ryan it's okay. Rosa moved out of that room and into a bigger one a few years ago. We've just ever gotten around to redecorating it." Kirsten answered smiling at his concern for their housekeeper.
Ryan stepped out of the car and, careful not to wake her, laid Katie in her stroller. He took the handles and pushed her over to the front door where Seth opened it for him and he walked into the mansion. His mansion. His home. He was closely followed by Sandy and Kirsten who struggled in with gift bags, balloons and an enormous, overstuffed tiger, a gift from Summer and Marissa. Ryan had also received a hamper full of baby clothes and everything you could possibly need from Anna. Seth had called her to inform her about Theresa and she wrote to him promising she would return to Newport for the funeral.
They all sat in the kitchen enjoying a silent coffee when they heard Katie begin to cry softly in the den. Ryan looked over wearily and moved to get up but Kirsten stopped him. "Can I go? I haven't really gotten to see her much. Do you mind?" she asked hopefully. Ryan looked at Kirsten in surprise. He smiled and nodded signalling to the baby.
Kirsten looked in at Katie. Her grandchild. Was she really that old? She thought distractedly but Katie began to sob softly again and Kirsten scooped her up into her arms. "Aww baby there. Shhh." She said gently. Kirsten looked into a pair of piercing blue eyes that she had most definitely inherited from her father. No denying that Katie was Ryan's then. She swayed her back and forth until she quietened down. When she had fallen back asleep Kirsten sat on the couch and stared at the tiny baby in her arms. She sighed knowing that she would grow up without her mother. Kirsten made an unspoken promise to her that she would take care of her no matter what.
Set immediately after Theresa has given birth.
Ryan pressed his forehead against the cold hard glass and admired his new baby girl. Katie. She lay peacefully in her cot as the other babies surrounding her bawled for their mother. Maybe Katie was silent because she knew she couldn't have her own mother. She would have to settle for her father. A tear crept silently down Ryan's cheek and he turned away from the glass. He took a deep breath and made his way down the corridor to comfort Theresa's mother. Arturo was there, his mother weeping in his arms. When Arturo noticed Ryan watching them he gave him an encouraging smile and whispered something to his mom. She looked up at him with her tear stained face, "Please I can't see the baby. I just need to grieve. Please." Ryan nodded mutely and placed his hand on her shoulder. He kneeled down. "I'm gonna take Katie back to the Cohen's. You can call me any time you wanna see her and I'll bring her down to visit all the time. I need to be with my family right now." He stopped and waited for her answer and she looked at him and nodded wearily. "I'll call about the funeral arrangements," he finished. He shook Arturo's hand and headed over to the Cohen's where he was greeted with a crushing hug from Kirsten.
As they were driving toward the manor Ryan held Katie in the back seat with Seth next to him making coochy coo noises. "Seth. She's asleep." Ryan said resignedly. "I know but she's so cute. Aren't you?" he answered in a mock baby voice, "I never thought that I would feel this way about a new baby in the house but I think because I know it's not Mom's... well you know." He finished with a shudder. Kirsten tossed an annoyed glance at her dark headed son. "Ryan, we didn't have time to set up a nursery for Katie but we're all gonna start on it after the funer... uh later." She finished kicking herself at her own stupidity.
"It's okay. Really. You can talk about her. It's not like I'm not gonna talk about her. She's Katie's mom." He assured. Sandy smiled at his candour and informed him, "Well we've got the basics. A crib, baby bath, diapers, clothes etcetera, etcetera. We just gotta decorate the nursery. Right now it's a frightening shade of yellow. It used to be Rosa's room."
"Where's Rosa gonna stay now?" Ryan asked concerned. He had grown to like Rosa. He never let her do anything for him. He always assured her that he could do his own laundry and dusting. He didn't like the idea of her being moved out of the room she had lived in for the ten years to make way for a nursery.
"No Ryan it's okay. Rosa moved out of that room and into a bigger one a few years ago. We've just ever gotten around to redecorating it." Kirsten answered smiling at his concern for their housekeeper.
Ryan stepped out of the car and, careful not to wake her, laid Katie in her stroller. He took the handles and pushed her over to the front door where Seth opened it for him and he walked into the mansion. His mansion. His home. He was closely followed by Sandy and Kirsten who struggled in with gift bags, balloons and an enormous, overstuffed tiger, a gift from Summer and Marissa. Ryan had also received a hamper full of baby clothes and everything you could possibly need from Anna. Seth had called her to inform her about Theresa and she wrote to him promising she would return to Newport for the funeral.
They all sat in the kitchen enjoying a silent coffee when they heard Katie begin to cry softly in the den. Ryan looked over wearily and moved to get up but Kirsten stopped him. "Can I go? I haven't really gotten to see her much. Do you mind?" she asked hopefully. Ryan looked at Kirsten in surprise. He smiled and nodded signalling to the baby.
Kirsten looked in at Katie. Her grandchild. Was she really that old? She thought distractedly but Katie began to sob softly again and Kirsten scooped her up into her arms. "Aww baby there. Shhh." She said gently. Kirsten looked into a pair of piercing blue eyes that she had most definitely inherited from her father. No denying that Katie was Ryan's then. She swayed her back and forth until she quietened down. When she had fallen back asleep Kirsten sat on the couch and stared at the tiny baby in her arms. She sighed knowing that she would grow up without her mother. Kirsten made an unspoken promise to her that she would take care of her no matter what.