Author's Note: Why can't GH write a good story for these amazing veteran actors?! They deserve more screen time so I decided to write what I wish we could see. This is a separate one part story (although I might be convinced to write the adult sequel) than my other Kevin and Laura story. I considered writing in third person this time but there is just something so enjoyable about getting inside Kevin's brain and writing from his perspective. I feel I can channel Jon Lindstrom's voice as I write this. And by the way, I'm still over here waiting for more stories from all of you! Thanks for reading! Enjoy!

Surprisingly, it was not as difficult as I thought it would be to convince Laura that she and Rocco should spend Thanksgiving night at my newly remodeled apartment. Truth be told, I own a large Victorian on Maple Street and had finally scheduled the renovations so that I could rent out the upstairs as a separate apartment complete with its own side entrance and room for one car in the garage. Alex and Sydney had returned from their honeymoon and were thrilled with the space and their new home. I was equally excited to be back home after spending too many nights at the Metro Court. Alex was a part of my monthly mystery writer's club and with a career in interior design and marketing, she had quickly seen the potential that was present in the old home. She assisted me in making all the arrangements and when she suggested that her long-time girlfriend and soon-to-be spouse should be my new tenets, I was reminded again that people come in to your life for very specific reasons. Alex and Sydney had become friends despite our age differences and sexual orientations. They had even convinced me to come out with them one night to the only lesbian bar in Port Charles. They could tell I needed company as I was missing Laura and worried we wouldn't find our way back to each other. It was Alex who convinced me that meeting Laura on her flight home from Geneva would be the best way to have some uninterrupted time to talk.

Now, weeks later, I was getting that second chance. I was already looking forward to spending Thanksgiving with Laura and her family when Dante called me out of the blue on Monday morning. His request had been simple and I was thrilled that he wanted me to be such a key part of his and Lulu's surprise and celebration. It was hard to keep the secret from Laura. I wanted this relationship to continue to grow and evolve and I was determined to not keep any more secrets. Dante convinced me that this would be the best surprise for Laura after all the heart ache she has been through lately with the loss of her oldest son.

The celebration was splendid in its simplicity and Laura's daughter made a beautiful bride, just like her mother. As we finished our meal and took turns keeping tabs on Leo, who at 17 months was in constant motion, I could see that Dante and Lulu wanted some time alone.

I approached Laura who was sitting in front of the fire reading a book to Rocco about Thanksgiving blessings.

"Can I join the two of you?"

"Sure!" Rocco was a subdued and quiet child but after spending more time with him today he was starting to be more comfortable with his extended family. He moved from sitting next to Laura on the couch to crawl into my lap, his gaze never wandering from the picture book in his grandmother's hands.

Laura continued reading from the page she turned to in the book.

"Now we remember that feast our own way, with the special big dinner we're having today."

She paused and her eyes caught mine. And in that instant, my heart was warmed by our connection and the connection with her young grandson. She seemed so pleased to have me share this moment with her on a day of good memories with family and friends to be thankful for despite recent losses.

I could tell from the way Rocco had shifted in my lap that his eyes were closed without even looking at his face.

"I think someone has had a long day."

Laura closed the book and set it down on the couch beside her and moved closer to me and her grandson until she was leaning next to me.

"Laura, what would you say to bringing Rocco and coming to stay at my place at least for tonight? I think your daughter and son-in-law might enjoy some quality time alone."

She hesitated for a minute before responding. "Are you sure Kevin? I don't want to be a burden to you especially with us being a package deal."

"I'm sure. Nothing would make me happier to spend more time with you and your grandson."

"Today has been such a good day." Laura moved to stroke her grandson's cheek while he shifted slightly to settle even more soundly in the crook of my arm to fall asleep. She moved her hand down his small body and let it come to rest in my hand. We both turned from looking at the sleeping child to each other.

"Kevin, in case I haven't said it enough, one of the things I am the most thankful for is you. This has been such a difficult year with losing Nikolas, worrying about Spencer, Valentin still being in our lives, and having to move in here with my family. I'm just glad that this year included you. You are my blessing."

"I feel the same way, Laura."

I could feel the warmth from the fire place and from the way that she was looking at me. I wanted to bottle this moment and make it last forever. I slowly leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

"Let's get this little guy settled for the night so he can get some real sleep."

Maxie and Nathan were getting ready to leave and Dante was helping to carry Leo out to Olivia's car. I didn't miss the look of joy on Lulu's face when her mother told her the good news. I felt her thanks in the lingering hug she gave me. Fortunately, Rocco was okay with the plans as well and after packing a small bag for him we were off to my place.

Laura had been over for dinner once already so she had seen my new set up, all the while admiring the tall ceilings and ornate wood work over the mantle and around the windows. She had also met Alex and Sydney and agreed they were good for me. To say they were impressed by Laura was an understatement but Alex also found every opportunity possible to tease me about my growing feelings for this amazing woman.

Unfortunately for us, Rocco found a second wind after sleeping on the car ride across town. He moved from the den to the kitchen to the smaller of the two bedrooms with the curiosity and precociousness reserved for young children. It took all of my bargaining skills to make a deal with him. He changed into his PJ's, brushed his teeth, and was in bed so that Grandma could come read him a bedtime story. The second half of the deal involved the promise that he could play the Xbox games that he discovered in the cabinet in the den in the morning.

While Laura was in reading him his story, I gathered a blanket and pillow from the linen closet and set them on the couch. She joined me in the living room and exclaimed, "Rocco said he can't go to sleep until 'Grandpa Kevin'—his words, not mine—comes in to say goodnight and tuck him in one more time."

I reached for Laura before moving to the spare bedroom and whispered softly in her ear, "Even the kid is rooting for us."

My reward was her smile and laughter and for the second time in just a few short hours I realized just how blessed I was in this moment.

When I returned to the living room Laura was sitting on the couch.

"Can I get you anything else? Some wine? Hot tea?"

"No, Kevin, I'm good. Tired. But for once it is a good tired. I'm so happy for Dante and Lulu. And thank you for being a part of their ceremony today."

"There is no place I would rather be than with you and your family. It was a special Thanksgiving."

I moved to sit down next to her and felt her lean in next to me. I put my arm around her and she rested her head on my chest.

"Kevin, why do you have this pillow and blanket out here on the couch?"

"Well, with Rocco in the spare room I want you to take my room and I'll sleep out here tonight. I want you to be comfortable here, Laura, and don't want you to feel any pressure."

"Kevin, I can take care of myself. The last thing I feel with you is pressure."

She moved to stand up and turned around and reached for my hand.

"Kevin, take me to bed."