I'm so so so so sorry for ignoring you for so long! I've been so busy with another test week and a whole book to write for my Swedish teacher. A whole book in two weeks!

Anyway so here's chapter three! Hopefully you won't hate me for the ending. It's not so simple with Morelli.

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Stephanie POV

I laid somewhere warm and soft. I felt at peace, soft sheets brushing against me, warm pillow underneath my head. The scent of Ranger, bvlgari and coffee made me smile.

Then the reality hit me and I lunged out of the bed. It was dark in the bedroom and I couldn't see my angelito nowhere. I panicked and checked the bed again. No screams were heard, my breathing labored. I stood there trying to figure things out as a little giggle was heard from the living room.

I walked silently to the door and leaned against the frame, smiling at the sight in front of my eyes. Carlos was sitting on the light couch and my angelito giggled like a maniac to him. He bounced his son on his knee, singing something softly in Spanish. He was smiling to him, clear love radiating from his face. My angelito was jumping up and down when Carlos stopped the bouncing. Carlos laughed and kissed his fore head.

"Te amo mi único hijo. Te quiero y tu madre con todo mi corazón. Estoy tan feliz de que estés aquí conmigo. *" he murmured to the little angel, our little angel.

It was light outside, almost noon I guess. As I slightly adjusted myself Carlos' head turned around and he looked at me. Our eyes locked and he smiled slightly at me. It was not one of those small one's either. It was a full-smile. Like a normal person would smile.

"Hey." I said to him.

"Hey."

Angelito started to stir in his lap because he wasn't the center of the attention anymore. Ranger locked back at him and bounced him lightly. He started to giggle again and I started to smile. This little angel could make me happy anywhere. This was the home I had missed the last months. Away from the horror and wariness, to this heaven. It felt safe and warm, like home. And the best is that this gorgeous man was here.

"He's quite special, isn't he?" I asked Carlos and walked over to the couch and sat down beside him. He looked at me, still bouncing our angel.

"He is." he replied and studied my face carefully.

"You're not mad are you?" I asked him when I realized that he wasn't going to say anything.

"How can I be?" he asked me and took my hand. "You gave birth to my son."

"But I didn't tell you..."

"Stop it right there! You hadn't the chance to tell me. I know that." he sighed deeply when he looked at me. "I had Bobby check you out while you were asleep."

"Well?"

"Bruising. Cuts. Hairline fracture in two ribs, right arm and ankle. Dehydration, not talking about mental scars. Bad..." he looked so sad when he said this. I leaned in and rested my head on his shoulder and let little Ric suck on my finger.

"Don't be sad. It kills me to see you sad. I'm fine now when we're here with you. For the first time since I gave birth I was able to sleep again without worrying about Angelito. I knew that he would be okay here with you so I didn't have to stay up all night watching the door, terrified about every sound I heard. I knew you would take care of me and our son."

Carlos looked at me silently and brushed my hand. I continued to look at my angel, ignoring the silent plea to look up into his eyes. I knew that would make the dam burst and that I wouldn't be able to stop crying for at least three hours. I didn't want to do that in front of my baby, I had to remain strong for him.

"Babe, please look at me." he pleaded silently and my heart ached about ignoring him. I stood quickly up.

"I need to feed him. And eat something."

Carlos' eyes looked sad but he knew not to press it. I would talk to him when I needed to. I leaned in and picked Ricardo up and marched to the kitchen while silently talking to him. Carlos followed me totally silent. I could feel his presence without looking back to see him. I opened the fridge and took the first thing I saw in there, a ham sandwich. I poured myself a glass of water and sat down while Carlos leaned at the counter. I ignored his gaze and settled Ricardo in my lap, making myself as comfortable as possible. As he started to eat I took my sandwich and gulped it down in a mere second. Then I drank the water. Carlos had put another sandwich in front of me and I ate that one too. I looked him and smiled, he smiled back at me.

I glanced down when I noticed that Ricardo wasn't eating as well as he had before. I smiled at the boy asleep in my arms. I looked up at Carlos.

"I bought a crib for him today." he said and I followed him into the bedroom. There in the corner was the most beautiful crib ever. It was made out of light wood and light green sheets were made inside. A little blue teddy bear was sitting in the corner of the crib. I smiled at Carlos.

"It's wonderful! Thank you."

I laid Ricardo down and leaned against Carlos' strong chest. He put his arms around me, hugging me closer to him. I heard and felt him sigh deeply.

"I love you babe."

"I love you too." I noticed that I meant that, I was not just saying that because he said it. He hugged me closer if possible. "And thank you again for all of this."

"It means so much for me to be able to help you and our son."

I looked at the little angel sleeping in the crib. I felt the normal pull towards him, to help him, to be with him. It was the strongest feeling I had ever felt, it was even greater than the feelings I had for Carlos. And that was saying something.

We stayed there for forever or so it felt like. Our moment was interrupted by a phone ringing. It took us a while to realize that it was mine. I walked over to my bag and walked over to the living room to not disturb our angel. Carlos remained with him and I smiled at that. He loved him as well.

I answered the phone.

"Hello, cupcake. I told you I would know if you left the house. I am very angry with you and I expect you to do what I tell you to. Firstly if you tell anyone, especially that bastard Ranger or any of his ridiculous team I'll kill a special guest I have here with me for you."

A heartbreaking woman's scream was heard and after that a sob. The worst part was that I knew the voice.

"Connie?"

*I love you my only son. I love you and your mother with all of my heart. I am so happy that you are here with me. (google translate, don't hate the translation if it's not correct.)

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