A/N: Hello Hello! I think it makes sense that what was to be a one-shot will turn into a short story. I started writing and I could not stop, I was carried away lol. So here is the second part that becomes a second chapter, there is still so much to say afterwards. Thanks to those who encourage me to write and who constantly tell me that what I do is good and that I must stop doubting me. You are angels!
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Sorry for possible mistakes in grammar or conjugation.
Have a good read!
Gaëlle
The next morning
MATT'S POV
After a hard shift during which I hadn't heard from Gabby, I am in a hurry to find her at home, even if it's only for a few minutes. I love this little privileged moment when I come back from the firehouse and she is still asleep. I wake her by taking her in my arms and kissing her in the neck. I know she loves this moment just as much as I do. I arrive at the apartment shortly after 8 in the morning. I open the door discreetly. All the lights are still off. I put my bag in the entrance, goes to the kitchen to start the coffee machine. I then go into the bathroom to put on my jogging and a simple tee-shirt before joining our room. I am surprised when I see that the curtains are open, that the bed is not unmade and that no one is there. « Gabby? » I call my wife. « Gabby, are you here? » I continue passing through all the rooms, but nobody answers. I sit on the sofa, look at my phone to see if I have a message, but nothing. I start dialing her number, but I fall directly on the voicemail. I hear the sound of keys in the lock. I turn to the front door and I see her, she seems distracted and preoccupied. « Honey, I tried to call you, are you okay? Did not you sleep here last night? » I asked her as I got up and reduced the space that separated me from her. She surprises me when she presses her lips fiercely against mine and drags me into a sensual kiss. Her hands immediately surround my neck, she presses me against her and our kiss quickly become a battle for dominance until air becomes an issue.
« Make love to me, » she whispers in my ear.
« Baby ... You know I would never say no to this kind of proposal, but are you sure that everything is okay? »
« Of course, I just need and want my husband… » she answers in a seductive tone. I am surprised, but I cannot resist some dirty-parts with the woman I love. I lift her in my arms. Her legs surround my waist and I head towards the sofa by attacking her neck. I know something is wrong, but I'm not going to rush it. I know her, she will open to me when the time comes. We spend a good hour kissing and enjoying each other's body as if it was the first time, a good way to reduce our stress. A little later, Gabby is in my arms, her head is on my chest and she caresses my chest. I caress her naked back delicately and I play with her brown curls.
« Where were you last night? » I ask her in a soft voice.
« I needed to empty my head, I wandered to the lake with hot chocolate and donuts... Nothing very rewarding, »
« You should have called me or come to the firehouse ... You know I love you and if you need to talk or whatever, you can count on me... I'm always here for you, you know that? »
« Of course… » she answers, kissing my chest. « I just needed to be alone… »
« What's going on, Gabby? »
« Nothing, I assure you. All is well, don't worry, » she said as she got up. « I'm going to shower and get ready for work, » she kisses me and I watch her walk away. Her behavior leaves me pensive, I know her too well to know that something is wrong.
The days have passed, but Gabby's behavior is increasingly strange. She doesn't sleep, she barely eats, she is distracted, her mind is elsewhere permanently. She spends her time in court, and even every night during which I am on shift. She hardly speaks, either with me or with Kelly. She's going deep inside herself and turns the subject as soon as someone asked her what is going on. We have tried to broach the subject many times, without success. I'm sitting at my desk, watching Gabby's and I pictures hanging on the wall, remembering the last few days in my head trying to figure out what might have happened when someone knocks on the door.
« Yes! » I yell to the person to enter.
« How are you? Are you locked in your quarters today?» Kelly asks me, throwing himself on my bed.
« I'm worried about Gabby… » I turn in my chair to look at him.
« Something is definitely not right... I cannot understand what has changed suddenly, I have studied all the possibilities, I don't understand ... Is everything going well between you? »
« Yes, I think... Nothing special happened to change it overnight like that... And before you ask the question, everything goes very well intimately… » I laughed. « It's even more than fine lately, because every time I ask her if she is alright, she changes her subject by opening hostilities… »
« Stop! Stop! »He interrupts me. « I don't want more details! » He laughs, hiding his eyes.
« I don't know what to do… » I sigh. « She spends her time at work, she looks like a zombie... I... I'm lost. I would be ready to do everything for her, but she doesn't open up to me and don't let me enter her thoughts, »
« You know, Gabby always tended to keep things for her... But from there to be closed like that, something must had happened… »
« I seek, I seek, but I see nothing in the personal domain, »
« And at work? » Kelly asks me. I shrug my shoulders. « Maybe we should look at it. Maybe we can call her clerk, or her colleagues, you know the one who comes to Molly's often… »
« Ah yes, Paul. Good idea, I will try! »
« Do it now, let it be fixed! » He advises me. « I don't like to see her like that, and it gnaws at you, it's time for action! »
I'm dialing Paul's number. He replied immediately:
« Hey, Matt! How are you? »
« Hi Paul, I'm fine and you? »
« All is right, thank you... What can I do for you? »
« Actually, I'm calling you about Gabby ... I don't know how to ask you that, I know you're bound by professional secrecy, but is there anything special about the court lately? For ten days, she seems completely off and I don't know why... I'm worried… »
« Uh, I thought she told you... I don't know what to say, Matt, I don't think it's up to me to explain the situation… »
« What situation? You're scaring me… »
« Look, I don't want to get involved, but you really should talk to her, she needs you more than ever… »
« I'm trying to talk to her!She's completely dumb! She's closed ... Well, you know her, you know how she is! Help me, I beg you! Give me info ... »
« I cannot, I'm sorry Matt. Talk to her, that's my best advice… »
« Yeah, thanks… »
I hang up, disappointed, but mostly very worried. Kelly asks me what it is but I cannot answer before the sirens start ringing us on a burning building. He makes sure that I have clear ideas before going into intervention, gives me a pat on the back to boost me and we head towards our respective trucks.
GABBY'S POV
Over the last ten days, the idea that my father is alive has haunted me day and night. I spent all my time in court reviewing the file down to the last detail. Paul and Robin briefed me on the whole procedure, on all the investigations that were made. This becomes more and more clear. One thing is certain: he simulated his death. It remains to prove whether he did it alone to escape legal and criminal prosecution in the case of tax evasion on which we started working the day before his death, or if, as some judges talk about do it to protect himself from possible reprisals in case of testimony in this case which would be one of the biggest financial scams of the country. He was arrested in Puerto Rico two days ago and must be handed over today to the United States to be auditioned. This day makes me really nervous. I'm a wreck. I don't want to see him, I don't want to cross his path, I could not bear it.
« Gabby! » Robin calls me through the door of my office. I look up. « He... arrived in US territory, I don't know how, but there were leaks and the media were informed of the situation... It's possible that photos or videos circulate, despite the protection of the FBI... I wanted to warn you, » he explained.
« I... I'm not... I'm not prepared for that… » I whisper.
« Perhaps if you had spoken with your husband about the whole thing, you would not be here… » Paul enters the room, his arms crossed on his chest. I look at him with big eyes, surprised by his words. « Believe it or not, but Matt called me this morning… » he begins to explain to me as he gets closer to my office. « He worries, Gabby ... He asked me what was going on at work so that you would be so enclosed and distracted the last ten days! »
« You did not tell him? » Robin asks me, bewildered. I nod to him. « You cannot keep this for yourself, Gabby. You must be surrounded in this difficult time, you cannot overcome this alone! »
« I... I didn't know... How... I... I could not… » I said, tears coming to my eyes.
« You must do something about that, Gabby! He will be in Chicago tomorrow and his face will probably be on all the newspaper… » Robin said.
« I know… This is a nightmare…» I collapse in tears.
The next day
MATT'S POV
It had been a long time since an end of shift had been so calm. This gives us time to enjoy a large breakfast before the debriefing in the meeting room with the Chief. Kelly and his team went jogging in the neighborhood. Hermann and Mouch watch the sports news on television. Otis and Kidd play cards. For my part, I am lost in my thoughts, thinking about what I will be able to tell my wife to open up to me.
Breakfast is ready when members of the rescue squad make their appearance in the common room. Kelly is the only one missing.
« Where is Severide? » I ask Capp.
« He's reading the newspaper… » Cruz answers me.
We begin to eat when he honors us with his presence. He comes, breathless, into the room. He seems panicked. He walks up to me without glancing at the others.
« Matt... You... You're not going to believe this… I've something that is going to put a dent in your eyeballs! »
« Wow, the Squad Lieutenant being serious for the first time of his life! » Hermann teases him.
« Oh, you shut the fuck up, this is not the time! » Kelly retorts, dryly, and I look at him surprised.
« What? What is happening? » I ask him. For the only answer, he handed me the newspaper. On the front page is a photo of a man arriving on the tarmac at Kennedy Airport in New York City, escorted by the FBI. I open my eyes wide. I cannot believe what I see. I would recognize that look and expression among millions. And for good reason, these are the same traits as the woman I love and who is sharing my life for ten years. « No… No way! » I only manage to say. « There must be a mistake... It's... It's not possible… »
« That's surreal you mean! » Kelly cries, his face shows both fear, anxiety and surprise.
« It's... It's not possible… » I repeat, stunned.
« The title and the picture are pretty clear… » Kelly adds.
« I know, but... But how, how is that possible? And, uh, is she aware of it? If so, why did not she tell me, why did not she tell us? » I am livid.
« Lieutenant, is everything okay? » Boden asks me as he sits down at the table.
« I ... Excuse me! » I say, snatching the newspaper from Kelly's hands, and running to the lockersroom, slamming the doors behind me.
« I'm going… » Severide said to Boden. « I don't know if we'll be there for the meeting, something serious is going on with Gabby… »
« Do what you have to do! » Boden answers.
I come home earlier than usual. Kelly took me home before he went home. We must meet a little later in the day to take stock. We went to the newsstand on our way, and this news made the headlines. I enter the apartment discreetly. I study the scene in front of me. Gabby is already up and sitting at the kitchen bar, squeezing her warm cup of coffee in her hands. « Hey, baby, you're home early ... Not that I'm not happy, » she smiled. I put a kiss on her cheek for only answer. I study her face. No doubt, it's the copy and paste of the one I have just seen on the front page of the newspaper. She has a dummy head. Her face is dug and marked by lack of sleep. Her visage is pale. I said nothing, I put my things in the living room and headed towards the bathroom.
« I'm going to shower ... Think of eating something, you look like hell! » I throw to her.
« How to charm your wife early in the morning… » I hear her grunting.
Twenty minutes later, I joined her in the bedroom where she was preparing for work. She sits on the edge of the bed, she slips on her socks before putting on her boots. I watch her from the door, arms crossed.
« For how long do you know? » I ask her.
She raises her head, surprised to find me here. She smiles at me, she puts on her first shoe and answers me with a frown: « Uh, what am I supposed to know? »
« Your father… » I answer coldly. She was closing the closure of her boots when she stopped on a dime. She seemed frozen, but quickly recovered. She looks at me, bites her lips as she usually does when she is nervous, anxious or preoccupied.
« I ... I don't know what you're talking about, Matt! » She said as she got up and walked toward the entrance to put on her coat.
« Really? That's how you want to play it? Don't be a fool with me, dammit!» I raise my voice.
« Matt, it's not funny at all. My father is dead. He died several years ago, and you know it as well as I do. You were there when we learned it, you were there when he was buried. I have no idea what you're talking about, but it does not amuse me at all! This conversation is absurd, there is nothing to know about him. He died years ago, what an interest to revive this subject! » She said, more sure of herself than ever.
« You're not credible... I did not know you had that nerve! Lying like that when it's on the front page of the whole press… » I grumble.
« Have a nice day too! » She snaps, slamming the door, without even looking at me. I stand here, in the middle of our apartment, staring at the closed door.
GABBY'S POV
I move to my office, stunned. I made a good face in front of Matt, but I don't hold anymore. My nerves loose, and I collapse into tears.
« Gabriela, are you ready for the meeting with the federal agents? » The Prosecutor burst into my office, followed closely by Paul and Robin.
« Are you okay? » Robin asks me.
« I ... I cannot stand the situation anymore, and it begins to be known… » I sobbed. I catch the look of Paul: « Matt... Matt, he... He tackled the subject this morning... I don't know how he knows, nor what he knows, but he obviously heard things… »
« It's not very complicated, it makes headlines… » Robin intervenes.
« What do you mean? » I make him the evil eyes.
« The media followed your... Uh, your… »
« Don't! » I interrupt him. « Don't you dare utter that word in front of me, I beg of you! » I order.
« Uh, the media have followed Jake since he arrived in the territory... As you have been told, videos and photos are circulating. His head is at the forefront of all the newspapers… »
« It's a nightmare... Tell me it's just a bad dream and I'm going to go back my life from a fortnight ago... Please tell me that all of this is ephemeral… » I take my head in my hands.
« Ms. Dawson, uh, Ms. Casey, excuse me, I think you're going to want to hear that! » An FBI agent enters the room without knocking. We all look at him and we follow him in the offices provided for the investigative hearings. Behind the window, he is there. He is sitting at a table with his hands resting on his thighs. He looks at his interrogator straight in the eye. I cannot believe it. His hair is a bit gray. His face is more bronzed than in my memories, probably his time spent on paradise islands instead of passing it with his daughter. His face is a little hollowed out. He has pockets under his eyes that must mirror mine. I see my reflection in the mirror superimposed on his face. This image is intolerable to me. I tapped the window, enraged, attracting all the attention towards me, including his, before I escape.
« Judge Casey! Judge Casey! » Someone cries behind me.
« Gabby! Stay here! » Paul is running behind me.
« I CAN'T! It's unbearable! I can't, I… I just can't! » I cry.
« Gabby, you need to hear his explanations… He's talking, he's explaining why and… And, he's asking for you… »
« I DON'T CARE! HE CAN GO TO HELL! » I yell one more time, before leaving the courthouse and take my car. I've started at high speed, never letting go of the accelerator. Paul tries to run after me but he can't catch up with me. I look at him in the rear-view mirror, I'm not really focused on the road.
MATT'S POV
I tried to call Gabby several times but she never picked up her phone.
« Hey, you got news? » Kelly joins me at the apartment.
« No… » I answer, desperate, rubbing my face.
« According to the media, he has to be presented to the courthouse today… »
« My poor wife, she must be in a terrible taste, a mess… I cannot even imagine... I... I don't know what to do, Kelly. She lied to me and looked me straight in the eyes… »
« I think she's even more lost than you, than us, » he sighs.
« I don't know what to do, I want to be there for her, but she runs away from me. I would have liked her to tell me and we go through this ordeal together, hand in hand, as we always have. I think I've always been open enough to understand that kind of unexpected thing… »
« I understand how you're feeling, but you can really imagine her coming home from work and swinging something like 'Oh, by the way, my love, guess what, my dad is alive'! »
« Yeah… It sucks! » I murmur. « And, do these things really happen to others? She's cursed. She's thirty years old and she's gone through more hardships than anybody else… My heart aches for her… »
« I think they call that love, bro! » he puts his hand on my shoulder.
« So, what do we do? » I ask him.
« We need ton confront her, not letting her the choice, » he answers.
« That's what I've tried this morning, I asked her for how long she knew… »
« Yes, we need to be more direct, I guess… » he thinks. We are interrupted by the buzzing of his iPhone on the table.
« Allo, » he answers.
« Severide, its Chief Patterson. I'm sorry to bother you but, I didn't know who to call. We were called on the scene of a car accident. »
« Okay, what can I do for you? »
« Gabriela is the victim. I wanted to warn you. Could you get in touch with Casey and tell him that Gabby has been taken to Med… »
« Oh my god… We're on our way! »
« What's wrong? » I ask him.
« It's… It's Gabby… »
« What? What, Gabby? What's going on? »
« She was in an accident… »
« Oh my god! » I start to panic. « Let's go! »
We arrive at Chicago MED a few minutes later and we run towards the emergencies corridor. I spot Will and I shout his name. « Will! Will! ». He ends up turning and approaches us. « How is she? » I ask, out of breath.
« She's fine, it's the car that suffered. She has back pain and neck pain. She is pocketed at the level of the face and the blow, but just a few scratches and cuts related to the splinters of glass. But don't worry, on the whole she's fine, there's nothing to worry about. She left to pass a scan to confirm all of this and then we will finish some basic exams. I'll just keep her in observation tonight to be sure that her headache and her stroke pain are related to nothing else but the shock, »
« Thanks God! » I sigh of relief.
« Guys, she's doing well physically, but she seems very fragile psychologically… »
« Who would not be in such circumstances! » Natalie appears.
« So you know the news too? » Kelly asks.
« I think everyone is aware now… » she replies.
« What are you talking about? »Will asked, surprised.
« Her father is alive… »Kelly announces and looks at us, stunned.
« He's what? » Will's eyes go wide open in no time. « How is it even possible? »
« That's what we want to know, but she has hidden it to us for the last two weeks… » Kelly explains, while I spot Gabby on the corner of the room. She's lying on a bed, she looks at the wall.
« Gabby! Baby! » I run towards her. I approached her bed, and I took her hand in mine. She looks at me without saying a word. I put a soft kiss on her forehead and stroked her hair. « love you, I'm here for you, never forget that… » I whisper in her ear before kissing her neck. She starts crying. Without thinking, I take her in my arms. « Shhh, shhh, you're fine, you have nothing, it's the most important thing right now, »
« I'm sorry… » she cries against my shoulder. My shirt is wet in a few minutes.
« We're going to overcome this together, but no more lies... Okay? » I lay my hands on her cheeks and wipe her tears. « I know it's not easy right now, but you should have talked to me about it. We are married, it means that we go through good and bad times together, that we are here to support each other, to lift each other up. But if you don't tell me things, if you don't open to me, how do you want me to help you? »
« I'm really sorry, I was so lost, I didn't know what to do... I tried to handle all of this alone, but I can't do it anymore... I've reached the end, » she cries, and I take her in my arms again. Will interrupts us to let us know that she'll be taken to a private room for the night.
GABBY'S POV
After several medical examinations and a blood test, I was installed in a quiet room. Matt and Kelly are with me. Matt sits in bed with me and holds me in his arms. Kelly is sitting on a chair right next to the bed. They look at me with pity. « Don't look at me like this, I beseech you… » and they break a little smile.
« Baby, you need to trust us and tell us the truth, » Matt said with a broken voice.
I look at them alternately, I take a deep breath and I begin to tell them the last days. From the day the FBI agents came to interrogate me at my office and they told me this unexpected news to those nights spent in court to study the file and all the possibilities, until today when I saw him again for the first time. « He was there, sitting in the interrogation room. He has hardly changed. He seemed serene, not worried in the least. I saw myself in him and I could not bear this image. I cannot stand the idea that he simulated his death, that he left me alone on this earth, and above all, that he did not seek to contact me during all these years. I could not listen to his explanations, I fled, and that's when I had the accident. My mind was wandering and I didn't see the red light at the intersection, it's my fault... Everything is my fault… »
« Eh, eh, nothing is your fault, Gabs, » Kelly puts his hand on my legs.
« He's right, baby… You could not have foreseen that kind of thing, it's totally unimaginable. But, we are here for you, we will never forsake you. We'll always be there for you, always. »
« Yes, always! » Kelly adds.
« You're the best, I love you both so much! »
« I hope that you love me more than him still! » Matt laughs, trying to lighten the mood. I kiss him and put my head in the crook of his neck.
« So, what you want to do about this whole situation? » Kelly asks.
« I… I… » I try to speak, but I can't find my words.
« You know what, maybe you'd better listen to him… »
« But, whatever you choose, we will support you, » Matt completes.
« It doesn't matter what excuses he gives me, I cannot forgive him. Not in a million years, no, » I'm shaking my head « no ».
The next morning, I am awakened by Natalie, who enters my room. She brings me an orange juice and smiles at me. « I have some news for you, » she said. I open my eyes, it worries me. « Good news, I should have specified, » she adds while sitting on the edge of the bed. She has the results of my blood test in her hands.
« What, what's going on? » I ask her.
« I know this may not be the best time given the circumstances, but... I heard you say several times in the past few years that you no longer have a blood family. Well, the good thing is that you'll have a new one… » she announced with a big smile.
« What do you mean? I don't understand… » I stammer.
« Your own little family is growing, Gabby. You're pregnant… » she takes me in her arms.
« But ... Uh, I ... I don't know what to say, I did not expect it ... I ... I didn't suspect anything… »
« Gabby, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that everything is going for the best, you don't have to worry about it, just savor the present moment! »
« Which moment? » Matt asks entering the room.
« I'll give you a little privacy. Will will come by later to sign your discarded papers, » she says, leaving the room.
« Hey, baby! » Matt kisses me on the lips.
« I'm glad you're here, » I kiss him back.
« So, what was she talking about? » he asks me.
« You know what, I'll tell you, but for now, I just want to change my clothes and get out of here! »
« Understandable! I brought you a jeans and my old hoodie that you like so much. »
« You're the best, thank you! » I get up and go to the bathroom to get ready.
MATT'S POV
A few minutes later, Gabby is almost ready. She put on her boots, put on her hair, and gathered her things. Will is signing her papers when someone knocks on the door. Will and I turn around at the same time, and are surprised by what we see. He is there, the man of whom everybody speaks at the moment. He is there, in flesh and blood. He seems emaciated but apart from that, he is the same man as three years ago. I open my mouth, but I am unable to speak. I didn't know it would make me feel like that to see a dead man again, although I never imagined myself living such a scene one day. I understand better Gabby's reaction now.
« Sir, I don't think this is the right time, » Will said. He knows him too, but they were not so close. They just crossed a few times.
« I want to see my daughter, » Jake answers. His voice is always the same, hoarse and sure. I continue to fix him, as if I need to convince myself of his presence.
« What is going on? » Gabby asks out of the bathroom. She looks at us, Will and I, eyes always turned towards the door. We don't move, we don't respond. She then decides to follow our eyes. The things she held in her hands fell on the ground. Her hands tremble. Her face freezes. She doesn't move anymore. She fixes that person, that person she never thought of seeing again. That person whose death has plunged her into moments of disproportionate pain. That one person who should never have made her suffer. She rests on the edge of the bed to avoid falling. I catch up with her and hold her in my arms. Her eyes fill with tears. Her breathing accelerates. Then, little by little, she recovered herself. Her strength of character takes over her fears. Her determination takes over her deception. With one bound, she gets up from the bed. I try to hold her back, but she rejects me. She walks past Will and approaches the door. She never turns her gaze away from Jake's. She approaches him more and more, she points her finger at him: « You, yes you! Look at me straight in the eyes because today is the last time you'll ever see me. Listen to me too, because I'm not going to repeat myself. I don't want to see you. I don't want to listen to you. I don't want to talk to you. I don't want to have anything to do with you. Any-thing. You are still dead in my eyes. I have no more sympathy for you, no more understanding. I would not find any excuse for you, no. Do you hear me? You are inexcusable. You're unforgivable. You're not my father, you're not. A father doesn't do this to his own child, whatever the reason. I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU EVER AGAIN! I DON'T WANT TO SPEAK TO YOU EVER AGAIN. I DON'T WANT TO DO ANYTHING WITH YOU EVER AGAIN. NOTHING. I hope I made myself clear? » she's saying in a long tirade without interruption. She looks at him one more time, before turning around. She collects her stuff on the floor, put them in the bag. She takes the papers from Will's hand and she's motioning me to follow her. Passing through the doorway, she jostles Jake and says one last time: « I hate you! You're nothing to me. Nothing.»
She leaves us in the room, stunned by what has just happened. Will greet me and apologize, he must continue his tour. As for me, I looked at Jake one last time. I feel almost embarrassed for him, but he deserves it. I take my jacket and go to the door. He puts his arm on my chest to stop me: « Matt, please help me, I have to talk to her! »
« Don't touch me! » I shout. He immediately takes his hand out of me. « Listen to me, you'll never make me go against her wishes. Do you realize what she has been through in the last few years? She spent months drawing her head out of the water after your death or whatever it is, and now that she has returned to a normal and happy life, you come back and you think that everything will return as before? That's not how it works. That's not the real life. She's an amazing person, she's the best wife a man could ask for, she's a great friend, she's always there for the people she loves. She has the biggest heart. So, please, do me a favor, if you don't want her to suffer, leave her alone! Don't you dare to follow her or contacting her. I'm a good and decent man, but I've my limits when it's about the woman I love. So, you disappear of her life or you'll regret it. Now, if you will excuse me, my wife is waiting for me. »
« Just give her that on my behalf, » He handed me a letter. I take it reluctantly, but I think of Gabby who will necessarily want to know the truth at one time or another. I don't give him a last look and I leave the hospital room.
« What took you so long? » She rumbles at the end of the corridor.
« I just had to clarify a few things, don't worry. Ready to go home, love? »
« More than ready! » she answers. I put my arm around her shoulders and we make our way out.
Once seated in the car, I turn to Gabby in the passenger seat. « Are you sure everything is okay? »
« Yes, yes, I said all I had to say, don't worry, we have something else to focus on now, something positive. »
« Oh yes? »"
« Yes, the perfect gift to celebrate our tenth anniversary actually, »
« With all this, you had time to think about a gift? »
« Oh, you're cute, Matt. Of course I didn't, but it happened as if by magic, »
« You intrigue me, baby, »
« Well, that's the perfect word for the occasion! »
A/N : Here was the second chapter, I hope it wasn't too bad. I've tried to mix feelings so the story mix drama and romance. I hope you loved it, don't forget to tell me what your thoughts by leaving me a review. Love, G.