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Abbie sat in the rocking chair in only her bathrobe, trying hard to concentrate on her book. But she couldn't. Her thoughts were constantly going out in the past, when everything seemed to be fine, even perfect. Then she was sure that he loved her as much as she loved him. He was so sweet, so caring and even more careful with her. He tried to keep her happy in every single moment spend with that's what she was – happy in every sense of the word. He was so understandable and everything was more than perfect. But then something changed. These five months he's been not only coldhearted and distant, but it was like he was trying to avoid her. Even though they were married and shared the same home, the same bed and the same future.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the knock on the door. She slowly put her book down on the table, got up from the chair and went to open it. The first thing she saw were two sparkling eyes, staring at her.

- Roman?

- Hey there, beautiful – he smiled at her. – Didn't Dean tell you I was going to pass by? – She shook her head. – Well…here I am. Where is he anyways?

- Down. In the basement. Working out. Don't just stand there – come in.

He nodded his head and stepped inside. Abbie closed the door behind him.

- Do you want me to tell him you are here?

- No need. I can wait. And plus I see him every day. I came to see you. I missed you. – He whispered. She had always known that Roman had feelings for her. Deep feelings. She felt bad that she didn't feel the same way. She considered him as a friend only. But these three words were the sweetest thing she had heard lately. And that was it… The moment she just couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't pretend anymore…she wasn't that strong girl anymore….She broke down into tears.

- Hey…what's wrong? Did… did I say something wrong? – He asked as he hugged her tightly. She buried her face in his chest.

- No, it's just…I feel so lonely lately…and…I'm all alone…and… I just… - she tried to explain.

- Shh…calm down – Roman whispered, sitting on the rocking chair and taking her down with him, in his lap. He looked at her eyes…oh God…these beautiful golden eyes…the ones he fell in love with. He couldn't stand seeing them sad. – You are not alone. I'm here for you…Dean too. He loves you.

She shook her head, crying harder.

- I'm not sure he loves me anymore. He is barely talking to me. He is distant. He doesn't touch me anymore. It's like I'm disgusting him. I knew that my body would change after the birth and I thought he knew it too…

- What? – Roman asked in amazement. Dean didn't touch her anymore? Was he crazy? Roman would just give everything to be with her…even for one night. He was longing to feel her even closer to him. To be body to body with her. To touch her…or just to watch her – her body with these perfect curves. Yes, she was a bit changed. She wasn't as skinny as before. She wasn't fat. Not at all. But her stomach surely wasn't as flat as before. Her breasts were bigger now…and she was more beautiful than ever. She was perfect. – Is he crazy? Abbie, you are beautiful.

- It's not just that. – She continued, still sobbing. – He never goes to Dea. Never holds her. It's like he doesn't want her. He doesn't love her. I don't want my little baby girl, growing up with a father that doesn't love her.

- Shh…calm down, Abbie. – Roman whispered again, bringing her closer to his body. She placed her head on his shoulder as she continued to cry silently. He buried his face in her reddish brown hair. Her scent was intoxicating him. The thought of Dean acting like a total asshole was driving him crazy. Anger was building inside of his body. Anger that he knew it would soon develop into rage. – I'm just going to kick his ass…and it all will be fine again. – He growled in her ear.

She pulled herself back, looking into his eyes.

- No! Promise me you won't do anything…God…I'm so sorry I'm putting you through all this drama. It's not like it will change anything. – She said, trying to calm herself a little and wiping her eyes. She just hated to act all girly. She was acting like a cry baby right now. They went silent for a while. She was slowly calming down again and he was just watching her, enjoying the few moments of intimacy with her. Yes, that was what he considered as intimacy. He usually never allowed himself to touch her…it was awkward for him since she knew how he felt.…

Another cry went through the room, but this time it was coming from the baby phone.

-Oh! Excuse me…it seems she is awake. I'm just going to bring her down.

Roman nodded as he watched Abbie getting up from his lap heading upstairs. God…he was so pissed at Dean…that he could just tear him to pieces. If he was acting that way with Abbie…with that beautiful creature…there was for sure something wrong with him.

Fifteen minutes later Abbie came back down with the little Dea in her arms. Roman stood up from the chair. Dea made a funny sound as she saw him and reached out her tiny hands for Roman. She obviously wanted him to hold her. Maybe she missed father's attention, thought Abbie. The big guy smiled down at the baby, taking the little girl from her mother's arms.

- Hey there, princess. God…she is so beautiful. She has your nose – he chuckled. Abbie smiled and nodded.

- The only thing she got from me. She looks so much like Dean. She has his eyes and his hair color. – She smiled as she run her hand over her daughters head, making her blondish hair even messier. – Come on; let's put you in your high chair… You know… I changed her diaper and fed her…now that she's all good, she can just seat in her baby chair with hours.

Abbie giggled as she put her daughter in the baby chair.

- She's perfect. You really did a great job, Abbie. – Roman said as he went closer to her, looking straight into her eyes. – I don't know what's gotten into Dean, but he surely misses a lot by avoiding you. If I had the chance to have you for myself every day and every night, I would never let you go.

- Oh…Roman…. – she whispered, placing her hand on his cheek. He could just see the sorrow in her eyes. He knew that she was going to reject him, but he couldn't keep it in anymore. He placed his hands on her waist and brought her closer to him. Her body pressing into his. He leaned in and captured her lips with his. They were so soft and so gentle…he could stay like this forever. He was surprised that she kissed him back. He wasn't going to pull away anytime soon, even if his oxygen wasn't enough…he just wasn't going to pull away. He at least knew that he could die a happy man now. He tried to bring her even closer. He wanted to untie her bathrobe….God….was she naked underneath….God…He would take her right then and there, without even thinking twice.

A slight cough somewhere in the background made them pull apart.

- Dean…