A/N: I don't ask for reviews because I have a way of knowing when you guys read my stories. However, I do want your opinion on Ashley. She's based off of someone I know in real life, but a way more tamer version.


"This little brat," Mark growled as he woke up on a lazy Sunday morning. Ashley was blasting that "Find Your Love" song again and he was really getting annoyed. It's not that he didn't like the song, which he did, it just made him think of Destiny.

Destiny, the first person that came to his mind. Today was Valentine's Day and she's somewhere with his kid in her stomach doing god knows what. Wherever she was, he just prayed for her safety and the safety of his unborn child.

"ASHLEY, TURN THAT DAMN SONG OFF," Mark screamed over the speakers.

Ashley turned the radio down and walked into his room, putting on the most innocent look her brown eyes could create.

"What did you say, Uncle Mark?" she asked innocently.

"Don't play the innocent act with me. I said turn the music down or off," he responded sternly.

"But it wasn't that loud," Ashley tried to reason.

"I planned to sleep through the whole damn day, but the music prevented it," he growled.

"Because it's Sunday or Valentine's Day?" she boldly asked.

"Both, now let me sleep," he said, satisfied with the music level and decided to go back to sleep.

"Ahh, yes, Uncle Mark," she said. Realizing he wasn't going to get sleep, he sat up to listen to her, "It was just a year ago where this day made me wanna vomit too."

"What changed?" Mark asked, now somewhat interested.

"I found someone to love and so did you. You just haven't told her yet, but the fact that it took like 10 people to talk you out of going to San Fernando shows you love Destiny," Ashley responded.

"It doesn't matter, anymore."

"That's what you think. Jayden decided to wait 'til today to do all his homework, so I'm free. If you can't spend it with the person you love, could you spend it at least with the person you tolerate?" she asked.

"When did I say that I love Destiny?"

"The way you wanted to chase after her is a good start."

"She's carrying my kid," he tried to reason.

"So was Sara, at least you thought she was."

"The past is the past and the future isn't here yet. As far as I'm concerned, I want sleep to be my present," Mark said as he pulled the sheets over his head, attempting to go back to sleep.

"Fine, Uncle Mark, spend your whole Valentine's Day in a lonely hotel room bed."

"That's exactly what I plan to do, Ashley."

"Could you at least shower though? I don't need the maids saying in Spanish mi tío es muy sucio."

"You seem to know Spanish, just tell me when they say it."

"My Spanish is mediocre compared to theirs. Besides, I speak English so I'll tell you that you smell like the rotting dead."

"If I go take a shower, will you shut the hell up?"

"Si!"

"Get out of my way, little girl."

Ashley moved as Mark got out of bed for the first time today. He took a quick shower, mainly to shut up his nagging goddaughter. It made him happy to see that Ashley was listening to music on her headphones instead of blasting it through the whole hotel room. This is how he wanted his Sunday to be, quiet and peaceful. He walked over to where Ashley was on the couch and sat down next to him. When she caught notice, she took the headphones out her ear.

"Little girl, I don't tolerate you, I love you," he said to Ashley as he pulled her in for hug, which she returned.

"I love you too, Uncle Mark. Is there one of those rare sentimental moments that will only happen once in a blue moon?" Ashley asked.

"Yes it is, so don't get used to it," Mark responded.

"I already know how you are, it doesn't faze me."

"Good, now can I spend the rest of this day sleeping?"

"Go ahead. Jayden finished his homework, so I'm gonna be gone for a while."

"You already know what to do, so I'll tell you to have fun while I count sheep."

Ashley put the headphones back in her ear while getting ready to go out. Mark just got up and walked back to his room, attempting to go back to sleep.

Mark intended to sleep through the whole Valentine's Day, but nagging thoughts prevented that from happening. Instead of trying to go back to sleep, he just stared up at the ceiling. The immediate events after Destiny left kept playing over and over again in his mind.


Three months ago….

"Ashley, think. Where do you go to clear your head when you're mad?" Mark asked her.

"I take a walk. She's probably walking or something. Give her some space, Uncle Mark."

"But I need to explain myself, Ashley."

"I understand that. Hell, she has my little god brother or sister in her belly. When she's ready to talk to you, she will."


Mark continued to stare at the ceiling as he thought about what happened weeks after that.


"GET THE HELL OUT MY WAY!" Mark shouted to all the people blocking his doorway.

"Trinidad? What are you thinking, Mark?" Charli asked, trying to understand his logic.

"I know she's there and I have to see her," Mark said calmly.

"Trinidad ain't a walk in the park. You can't just walk up in there," Jayson tried to reason.

"What about my kid?" Mark asked, slightly annoyed by all the people in his way.

"She'll come around, Mark. Just calm down, you can't go there," Shad said to him.

"Trinidadians don't take well to your kind or gays since we're on the subject," Charli explained.

"How would you know? Aren't you Jamaican?" he asked skeptically.

"Trinidadians and Jamaicans are not that different. In all honesty, it's sometimes hard for me to tell them apart," Ashley said, finally speaking up.

"What's the worse they'll do to me?" Mark wondered.

"I'd think murder would be a good guess," Glen said.

"I doubt it's that serious."

"You're white and you're just barging in Trinidad trying to take away a Trinidadian woman. It's not as bad as it sounds, but they kill first, ask questions later," Kofi tried to reason and Mickie nodded.

"I kinda care about your concerns, but then again I don't. Now get the hell out my way!" Mark's voice boomed through the hotel room.

"Okay, fine! I'll tell you what I know," Charli said. Randy looked at her with a raised eyebrow wondering what the hell she was talking about.

"Speak," Mark simply said.

"I spoke to Destiny once about a week ago. She was in San Fernando, Trinidad at her mom's house. Serenity, that's her name, convinced Destiny to come back to the States. That's all I know. Where exactly she is unknown to me," Charli said, only telling some of the truth.

"So my search is narrowed down to the 50 states. I guess that's good news, but the question is where?"

"Mark, you know she's definitely in the US. Take that news with a grain of salt and relax," Randy offered that advice.


Finding that out definitely calmed him down. There wasn't going to be any international shows until after Destiny's due date. Basically, anywhere he went, it was a possibility she was there. On Tuesday, he would be leaving for Orlando. There's a chance she would be there. He hoped that she was.