Hey, this is just something I started to write on a different site, it became somewhat popular so I have decided to put it up on here as well. It starts off a little slow but just give it a chance and it will definatly pick up. Im sorry for hurting Kate so much haha but it all has a purpose. The writing style is not the best, compared to other writings I have done, but I absolutley adore the plot and hope you will as well.
Chapter 1
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"Hey Margo will you get that?" Christian calls from down the hall.
"Yeah Yeah I got it!" She yells back. She picks the phone up and holds it to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Hello is a Mr. Christian Shephard there?"
"Yes, hold on one minute please."
"CHRISTIAN IT'S FOR YOU!" She yells towards Christian's office.
Margo listens on the phone until she hears Christian pick up and then makes her way upstairs. She enters the room and goes over to the crib near the window. She looks in and brushes the sleeping child's cheek.
"I cannot believe you're going to be two years old tomorrow Jack."
The infant smiles in his sleep. She watches the young boy for a few minutes until she hears Christian start to walk up the stairs. He slowly enters he room. "Um Margo."
"Hmm?"
"I have something to tell you." He says with a sigh.
She turns around hearing the tone in his voice. His hand is on his head and his rubbing his short hair.
She looks at him waiting for him to continue knowing something isn't right.
"Who was it Christian."
He pauses.
"It was social services." He answers quietly.
Margo turns to look at her son. "What...what did they want?"
"Don't worry; it has nothing to do with Jack."
Margo lets out a relieved sigh but then stands up straight and looks her husband dead in the eye. "What did they want?"
"Well...remember last year when you and I had that fight."
Margo nods.
"Well, I had an affair."
Even though Margo had a feeling he did, her hand still finds her mouth.
Christian hangs his head low. "I...I didn't know it but she got pregnant."
Margo's eyebrows furrow as a tear lingers in her eye preparing to fall.
He continues. "Well...she died the day after the baby was born, which was three days ago, and they called me because I now have custody of my daughter, Claire."
Her hand now left her mouth and her mouth was now hanging open. She quickly runs past him and into their bedroom, she slams the door which wakes young Jack up. He starts to cry. Christian walks over to his son and picks him up. "Its alright Jacky, everything is going to be alright."
After rocking his Jack for a while the young boy finally fell back to sleep. He placed him back in the crib and then headed to attempt to make up to his wife, when he got to the bedroom the door was locked. He knew when she did that it meant 'do not even try to cheer me up; you know where the couch is'. So he headed down the long stairs to the couch, which in the last year and a half he has gotten accustomed to sleeping on at least twice a week.
He lay down and wondered if Margo would accept this new child as her own since she could not have anymore children, plus he new she always wanted a daughter and now was her chance. He prayed she would love her just as much as her own daughter, because there was no way he was going to give her up.
Halfway through the night he heard the upstairs door slowly creek open. He heard footsteps go towards Jacks room and soon leave. He must still be asleep. Suddenly he heard the footsteps start to come down the stairs. He slowly sat up knowing this is what she does when she had finally come to some sort of conclusion and wants to talk.
He was right.
She went to the chair and sat down in it facing him. He can tell she had been crying and he felt bad about that but there was nothing he could do about it now since he already had told her.
He gets up and goes over to her. He kneels in front of her taking her hands in his. "I'm so sorry, it only happened twice."
"Will you promise me it will never happen again?"
"I promise." Christian says as he looks her in the eye.
"I've always wanted a daughter." She says as a smile toys on her lips.
"I know baby, I know." He says as he takes his wife in his arms and kisses her on the forehead.
The two head up-stairs tired out and excited about the next day when they get to pick up their newest addition from the hospital.