Don and Trixie, their story continued.
(Starting with Trixie, then Don and this is the third part, each story could be read on their own.)
(A/N: I have no claim to Numb3rs but only using the characters to spin a yarn of my own. It's all purely for enjoyment and to see what we can spin around them and with them. Trixie is my character and she belongs to Don. Enjoy!)
R & R appreciated.
Story beta'd by friend Marilyn
Chapter 1 - New Beginings
Don had gotten what he wanted very much, a family of his very own in addition to his dad and Charlie and his family.
He has a love of his life, namely his wife Trixie. Together they have a kid, and it almost became a tragedy for them when he almost lost his life…….….
It began with the blissful stage of their newly married lives…
(remember this is AU but this is what some readers would like to see Don happy with somebody eventually……..)
This is bliss. Finally he's home, home with his family, home with his beautiful and talented wife, and an adorable kid, now sleeping on his chest. He sighed and put his hand over his son's curly mop of hair.
He should have known. Their genes are powerful, and his kid is now sporting a mini version of Charlie's mop. He smiled as he remembered when Rick first came into the world, wailing his lungs out.
They had laugh as his very tiny head spotted the curly locks and Charlie had looked at Don and said, "Fair's fair."
Don had smiled and knew at once what he had meant.
When Matthew was born, their dad had said he was the replica of Don as baby.
'Oh well, they are brothers after all.'
But he has his mother's adorable dimples.
The vision of his thoughts walked across to where the barbeque stand was. She looked up and their eyes met. He smiled at her, his beautiful Trixie his wife and mother of this little precious sleeping peacefully on his chest and another on the way.
Trixie was two months pregnant and nobody knew for she was still slim as ever.
Trixie said they will announce it during the party for Don.
She stopped turning the meat on the barbeque and looked across to her husband and baby, she felt a nudge, 'Don't they look adorable, sleeping father and son, maybe I'll make Charlie do that but the kids are too big for that picture now." whispered Amita.
He saw Amita nudging her and whispering something to her and Megan. They all laughed . They all laughed again after Amita said something to Megan and Trixie and poor Larry seemed a bit annoyed. Later Millie joined them and Larry left the girls.
Much earlier, a few days ago in one of her visits, May had reported to Don that the director said that he can come back whenever he was ready.
May reported that another AD from LA main office came to take over to relief him. Don was glad that it was this AD, he knew that he was very thorough but this man was more so and May had no problem with him.
Don did asked May what did she thought about Bill and May shyly said,
"We are taking it slow, see how it goes."
Don was glad for both of them, it was time that May had a companion. Bill would be perfect for her.
He could hear his nephews and niece, Charlie's and Amita's kids, playing by the Koi Pond. He could also hear his mother in law shushing them. Probably telling them to be less noisy for Uncle Don and cousin Rick are sleeping.
Chantal had told him that she and Matthew were very glad and proud of not having one but four grandchildren. His in laws have already declared that once he and Trixie got married, Alan's grandkids will also be their grandkids.
The kids really didn't know how lucky they were. They just accepted them naturally as another set of grandparents.
Amita and Charlie had set the rules that Chantal and Matthew were not allowed to give them expensive toys, and the frequency should be only on occasions like birthdays and Christmas.
Oh yea, they obeyed left and right, and then it was just toys, toys, toys…. whenever they came to visit or when they had taken them out, the children came back with more.
Amita just sighed, and she kept the new toys away for a while before she let them have it. Anything they did not play with for sometime was given to Alan to take to the orphanages.
His father in law, Matthew is currently involved in a takeover of a High end Restaurant in the business district. His friend, the owner is in the process of migrating to Europe to be with his married daughter, and he had approached his long time friend, Matthew if he wanted to buy over.
Matthew had talked it over with them and decided that the restaurant business will be beneficial since he said his family has expanded. He also added that family functions could be planned with ease, now that they will be having another restaurant besides the WCR.
In fact, he had sold off some of his other businesses, so that he and Chantal would have more time to spend with their grandchildren. The restaurant business didn't require much of his attention and he could leave it to the professionals to run it.
Presently, someone came and lightly tapped his shoulder, "Donny, are you alright? Do you want me to take Rick from you?"
Alan came and sat near to his son and sleeping grandson.
"It's OK dad, thanks. Rick is still sleeping. He can really sleep, despite the noises. How are you doing Dad, arthritis acting up?"
"No, not much now. Matthew bought me some organic supplements that helped to relieve arthritis, and it really helped. Your father in law is a very generous man in all ways."
"Yea, he is, isn't he? He told Trixie and I that this new restaurant he's buying, he's getting his lawyers to put it in Rick's name. Our Rick will inherit it once he turns eighteen."
"That very nice. Are you happy, Donny?" Alan looked at his eldest, now still a bit pale, and the gauntness is still apparent because of his current situation. He quickly put up his hand, "I know… don't tell me you're very happy." He smiled at his son.
"Yea, dad, I've got my family, and most of all I have my Trixie and Ricky and got my life back, and I am going to enjoy all I can."
"Yes, Donny, I am so very, very happy for you. It was such a terrible fright for all of us not once but twice, but I am very glad to say that Trix girl took it all very well. She took charge of things and once again Matthew came to the rescue and you got better much quicker, isn't it?"
"Yes dad. I hope Adrian, Sarah and Mook can make it today."
"Yes, I heard that Sarah is pregnant now?" Alan asked Don.
"Yes, Adrian is in cloud nine, he is so very happy and, I have something to say to you. We were going to announce it later but I want to tell you now."
"Oh my, Trix is expecting again?"
"Aw dad… you stole my thunder and how come you're so smart?"
"I may be old and doddering but I noticed things, at my last visit I saw that you were mighty happy and if you weren't still infirmed, I think you'll be doing a jig and a dance."
"Never!" Don said, eyes crinkling at the sides which made him looked younger.
Alan looked at his son and smiled, "I so glad for both of you. I hoped to live a longer life to see all my grandchildren grow up."
"You will dad, you will, the kids will make sure of it."
They both sat in companionable silence. They could hear the kids' and Conchita's laughter.
Matthew, that is Matthew Eppes, Alan's eldest grandson is nearly eight and Michael is six plus and Michele the only girl is three and the little one Rick or Federick sleeping on Don's chest is going to be one very soon.
His other grandparents said, they will celebrate Rick's birthday later, now they just have the thanksgiving party for Don.
Alan looked at his happy son and sleeping grandson, he thought yes, they have a lot to give thanks for.
ooooooooOOOooooooo
Three months ago.
Don came back from work, and he had collected their mail on his way up . He came into the room, went up and kissed his wife who was feeding baby Rick with a bottle of milk, "Pixie, a very important looking letter for you. Government stamp and all."
"Is it? Maybe a request for us to play in some charity function. Can you open it for me, dear?"
"No, you open, I'll take Rick." Trixie was about to burp Rick after his milk.
"Com'on little guy, let's go to the other room and not disturb mommy.
Come let's do the burp, burp." Don put Rick on his shoulder and proceeded to burp him.
"Oh goodness me, Don!" Trixie, who is usually calm and collected came into the room and waved the letter at Don.
"What is it?"
"They want me to perform solo at the Governor's Ball at the end of the month.
Don knew about the Governor's Ball which was held in a well known hotel. He had a memo from the Governor requesting security for that night.
Don had already set the ball rolling by getting some of his people on it. Megan and David would lead the teams, and he had called for a meeting this coming Friday.
"That's great! Congratulations, my dear." Don went up and kissed her.
"But…but…"
"No buts, you go on ahead and knock them out, darling."
"But… it's scary…I have not played to such an audience before."
"Nah.. it's just like your usual performances."
"No, it's not. I don't have the whole orchestra with me, and Jules is not there. Oh no, I don't think I can do this."
"Now you're being silly. You're a great performer, and you have given private concerts before. They had scrutinized and checked and double checked before they invite anyone to perform. You must be in their good books and your reputation shows. You're great pianist, no, no the greatest."
"You are prejudice Don, but thank you kindly. Umm then this calls for a celebration?" Trixie very impishly wraggle her eyebrows and making goo goo face at Don.
Don laughed and handed a now sleeping Rick to Trixie.
"How come the little guy sleeps so easily when you are holding him?"
"Because papa is boring and doesn't play with him, so he goes to sleep."
"Oh yea?"
"Oh yea." Don laughed.
Later in the night in their bedroom, Don came out of the bathroom, towel round his hips and another towel rubbing his head, "So have you seriously thought about it?"
"Not really. I'll think about it tomorrow and have a talk with Jules. Now I have something to show you."
"What's that? The house? You've found it?"
They had decided to sell the condo and look for a house with lots of space inside and outside. Trixie didn't want to give it to the agents but to look for it themselves. This way there wouldn't be any rush. They could take their time. Once they had confirmed the house, only then they will get the agent for it and put their condo on the market. Trixie had collected a lot of brochures on houses for sale from various agencies.
"Yes, look at this?"
"No, I am not interested in looking at houses. We shouldn't be doing that at night."
"Really?" Trixie slowly pulled all the brochures away and dropped them on the floor.
Don lowered the lighting and climbed onto the bed, Trixie snuggled close and no words were needed.
tbc