Woodman State Jail ,Gatesville, TX 76528
He was doing the prison laundry when he recieved the letter. taking a break he sat down to open it. He had just about finished serving his time, and was looking forward to heading home to New York. His brother had written him a week before telling him of his release and how they would meet up.
Opening the letter he read....
"Mr. Jerome Johnson,
We regret to inform you that your brother Jeffery was sentenced to death by lethal injection on December 12, 2008 for killing a family of four. We've collected all his belongings and they are boxed and waiting for your pick up once you have been released.
Sincerley Judge Devon Wright.
Crunching up the letter he swore under his breath.
"Calvin....do you have the New York paper hanging around. The one your sister sends you every week?"
"Yeah...why?"
"I need to see man. Let's go...now."
Passing him the four papers he looked through each one until he came to the story.
Cops family dies in early morning revenge shooting.
After reading the story he put down the paper, grabbed a pen and wrote down the address for the NYPD and the Detectives name. Then going back to his laundry he quietly planned his revenge.
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When morning light shone through the window of the Taylor home Gary was awakened by someone poking at his nose. Opening his eyes he looked at the precious little angel smiling up at him.
"Morning doll face...did you have a good sleep?"
"Dada..."
Grabbing at her toes, she rolled over onto her tummy and pushed herself up to a sitting position. Staring intently at her daddy Mac and Stella walked in.
"Good morning...hello little angel....I'm your nana."
Pointing at herself Stella repeated nana over and over until Jessie pointed up and said...."nana."
Scrunching her shoulders the little girl grinned wide.
"Come on with nana Jessie...we have some breakfast for you."
Carrying her from the room Gary laughed as his daughter waved bye,bye.
Sitting on his bed now with nothing but silence filling the room, Gary silently cried. He knew getting through today was going to be so difficult. Picking up the phone he called Anthony.
"Hello.."
"Anthony...it's Gary I should be there shortly to pick you up."
"Okay Gary...I'll be waiting."
Hanging up the phone Anthony heard the soft knock on his door.
"Hi Anthony....mommy said to come over for breakfast."
"She did...okay...tell her I'll be right there."
Running back into his apartment Anthony cold hear Jimmy yell. "He's coming mom."
Laughing he splashed on some cologne, grabbed up his wallet, keys and headed next door.
When Anthony walked into Claire's place she could see the pain through his smile.
"Mornin...I made bacon and eggs. I'm not sure what you drink in the morning, so I made you coffee, with a glass of OJ."
"This is perfect...thanks for inviting me Claire."
"Sure....anytime. Hey listen...are you going to be okay today? Would you like me to come with you? I could drop the boys off at Uncle Danno's."
"No...it's just Gary and I today...we'll be fine. But thanks for the offer."
"Hey...Antony..."
Anthony laughed...Jimmy was forever silencing his "h".
"I'll tell you what bud...how bout you call me Tony."
"Tony??? K...listen you wanna play a game?"
"I have to out bud..but I tell you what. When I get back you'll be my first stop, okay?"
"Okay...bye."
Getting up Anthony placed his plate in the sink and looked out the window. Watching from the door, Claire wasn't sure why she did what she was about to do. But it couldn't be helped...he looked so lost.
Walking up, she placed her hand on his shoulder, turned him, and wrapped her arms tightly around him.
"It's going to be okay Anthony...I'm here if you need me. Always."
God she was so warm...it had been years since he felt the touch of a woman. Feeling his senses come to life, he knew he had to break the contact before he did something he'd regret.
"I know you are Claire...thank you."
Hearing the buzzer ring Anthony knew it was time.
"Uncle Gary....you here to pick up Tony?"
"I am Jimmy...where's mom?"
"I'm right here bro...how you doing?"
"Not good. I need to let you know something. So I was wondering if I could stop by after the burial and bring someone with me to meet you."
Claire was confused....bring who?
"Sure...that's fine. I'll be home all day."
"Thanks sis. Ready Anthony?"
"Yeah...let's get this done. I'll see you later Claire."
Walking out the door Claire was still puzzled as to who her brother would be bringing over."
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Back at the house, Jessie was walking along the furniture giggling at her papa, who was making the funniest faces.
"Aaaaahhh...papa..."
Raising her hands, Mac picked her up, and snuggled her. Lord she was so sweet, so loving, and trusting.
"So....what should we today Jessie? Should we go to the Zoo...or maybe to the park?"
Stella smiled...God how she wished her and Mac had another child to love. Oh she understood they were to old, but just the thought. Feeling the nausea hit her again she ran into the bathroom.
"Stel....look at you. Are you still sick love?"
"It will pass Mac. I'm just so stressed. Once everything is put to rest I'll be fine. Please don't worry. Let's get Jessie ready for the park."
"Are you sure you are up for it love? You look awful tired."
Getting up she rinsed her mouth, washed her hands, and walked out.
"Let's go to the park guys....before it snows."
Bouncing excitedly in her papa's arms, Jessie couldn't agree more.
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With Gary's family finally at rest, he headed home to his mom and dads to get Jessie. Walking in the door he found Jessie holding onto the couch.
"Dada...dada..."
Walking over Gary picked her up in his arms.
"Hello my little doll face. Guess where we are going? We are going to meet your Auntie Claire, and your cousins."
Clapping her little hands and giggling Mac came out of the kitchen.
"Hey son....how are you?"
"I'm alright dad. I found it a little easier today. It helped alot that I got the pain out last night. But they are finally at rest."
"That's good son. So what are you up too for the afternoon?"
"Well...Jessie and I are going to meet her Auntie Claire and her kids. Then maybe we will go out for some supper. Would you like that doll face?"
"Bye bye dada..bye bye..."
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Back at Claire's, Anthony returned to play with the boys as promised.
"Tony....you're back. Moooooooooom...Tony's back."
"Hi Anthony...how you feeling?"
"I'm alright Claire. Listen...I was wondering if I could buy you guys dinner. Maybe we could go out and eat after a few games of Hockey."
Claire could tell he needed company. She could see the loneliness again on his face.
"Sure....we can do that. I have Gary coming over for a bit. But once he leaves with his surprise we can go."
"I'd like that. Thanks Claire."
"Sure...anytime."
Anthony knew what Gary's surprise was. For Gary had told him the story about his and Donna's one night of passion.
"Alright boys...last one to the XBox 360 plays last."
Taking off with the boys they ran into the room.
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When Gary showed up at the door, Claire opened it and stared in aww. She knew right away this little girl was her brothers.
"Gaaaaaaaary....ohhhh...how? Who?"
"Jessie....meet your Auntie Claire. Can you say hi Auntie Claire?"
Waving her hand at Claire, she reached out for her.
"Oh Gary...she's so beautiful. But who's the mom. This is so shocking...I didn't even realize you had an affair."
"Sis....I didn't. Her mother is Donna. It happened two months before I married Janice."
"Wait a minute....God....this is why Donna left isn't it? Cause she got pregnant with your child."
"She did. But worse then that she allowed another man to raise my daughter. Until he figured out she wasn't his, then he left her. Leaving her no choice to come home."
"But why didn't she tell you sooner? What took her so long? She's been here almost a week, and she just told you last night?"
"I don't think she would have ever told me. Uncle Don figured it out. He seen the birthmark on her calf. It's the same one I have on mine. So he told her she had to tell me that Jessie was mine."
"Aww....I can understand her not wanting to tell you, with your upcoming wedding and all. But I can't understand why she would allow another man to raise a baby that wasn't even his. So what now Gary....are you going to fight for custody?"
"No...as long as Donna agrees to stay in New York I won't fight for Jessie. However... if she tries to leave again. I'll file for full custody. But tomorrow I'm filing the papers to have her last name changed to Taylor."
"Gary....do you ever think....I mean maybe one day in the future...."
"No...it will never happen sis. Never."
Claire wondered to herself if Gary even realized that he was still in love with Donna. For it showed....not only in his eyes, but also in his heart.
"Well now you little Princess...come and see me."
Reaching out to Claire she placed her on her lap.
"Welcome to the Taylor family Jessie. You're going to love it here."
Clapping her hands she couldn't agree more.
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On their way home, Gary and Jessie stopped off at the toy store. Grabbing some fingerpaints, plastic blocks, dolls, and teddy's. They headed to the children's clothing store and picked up all kind of clothes, pj's, shoes, coats and bedding.
"Hmm...what do you think doll face? Junior bed, or crib?"
"Hello...I'm Terry can I help you with anything?"
"Sure can. I'm just deciding on the junior bed, or the crib."
"I can help you with that. We have this oakwood crib that turns into a bed when your child is ready. That may be your best buy, seeing as your daughter is ohh...about a year?"
"You're good. Yes she is."
"Well she's a very lucky girl. I can see she has a wonderful daddy."
"I think we'll take it...and a set of those Princess sheets."
"Would you like everything delivered?"
Gary had forgotten about that. He hadn't even put his home on the market yet. He hadn't even given all the things to Goodwill. He didn't even have a place to live.
"Ummm...yeah. It can be delivered to my parents place. Here's the address."
"Okay....umm..are you alright?"
"I'll be fine. Thanks for all your help."
"You're welcome....come again."
When Gary got home with Jessie, he put her down for her nap.
"Dad...can I talk to you and mom for a minute?"
"Sure son. But you'll have to deal with me for now. Your mom went to the doctor."
"Oh....she okay dad?"
"I hope so. She just needed to have her flu checked out, she's been having a hell of a time getting over it."
"Umm...today I went shopping with Jessie."
"I can see that son. Looks like you bought enough for years."
"Yeah...I got carried away. I also bought a crib for Jessie before I realized I didn't have a home for it."
"Aww...that's no worry Gary. You and Jessie can stay here as long as you like. Your mom and I love having a little one around again."
"You sure dad? It would just be till I find a place for myself and Jessie."
*Knock,knock*
"Hold on son."
Answering the door Mac seen Donna standing there.
"Hi Uncle Mac...may I come in?"
"Of course Donna. Gary...Donna's here."
"Hi...I hope it's okay. I came to pick up Jessie."
"She's sleeping right now Donna. I was going to call you. I'd like to keep her with me for a few more days."
"Oh...umm..I guess that would be okay."
Looking around Donna seen all the toys, clothes, and toddler supplies.
"Wow...I can see you've been busy."
"We have been Jessie and I did alot of shopping today. I've got everything she needs while she visits with me. Why don't you sit down, I have a few things I want to talk over with you."
Donna was scared....she thought this was going to be the scene she had played in her mind. The one where he tells her he wants full custody of their child.
"Okay Gary...I"m listening."
"First...I'd like to have Jessie's last name changed tomorrow. She'll be going back to Taylor. Secondly....I want joint custody. I want us to share Jessie...but I also need you to understand that if you try and run away with her...I'll file for full custody."
Donna breathed deep....at least he wasn't taking her from her.
"That's fair Gary. I'll agree to your terms. I'll also promise you I won't run again. This is where home is now. Always was. I know I was wrong in keeping your daughter from you, I know you will never forgive me for the pain I caused you. All I can say is I deserve it....every bit of it. Anyways....how about you call me when you're ready to send Jessie home."
Mac felt sad....he could see his son trying not to allow his feelings to show. So much love he could see in his sons face for Donna. But he also knew his son could hold a grudge , before he'd be willing to work it out.
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Turning towards the door, Mac seen Stella walk in.
"Sweetheart....what did the doctor say?"
Looking at Mac with soaken tears she whispered.....
"We're pregnant..."
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Over at claire's, they were all getting ready for dinner.
"Mom...where is Anthony taking us?"
"He didn't say. Why?"
"I hope it's a fun place to eat. I don't like that fancy stuff in those big places."
"I'm sure it will be somewhere good James. Don't worry."
"Mom...when are we going to get our tree? We haven't even decorated our apartment."
"Oh....it will be soon Jimmy."
"But mom...all my friends already have their trees. Why can't we have ours?"
Claire knew all these questions would come up. She also knew that Jimmy Sr handled all that.
"I promise Jimmy. We will get a tree okay. Let's just have fun tonight."
*Knock,knock*
Running to the door James let Anthony in.
"Hey bud...where's your mom and Jimmy?"
"They's in the kitchen. Jimmy is bugging mommy for a tree. But mommy says he has to wait."
"Well...let's go break them up, okay?"
"K...Tony...can we go somewhere fun for dinner?"
Anthony laughed....he kind of figured the kids would think it would be at some fancy place.
"Hey you two....you ready to go?"
Walking into the kitchen Anthony could see the tears, softly dance in Claire's eyes. What was it her brother had told him...."Jimmy handled everything....Claire was not allowed to breathe without his okay."
"Boys why don't you go grab your coats?"
Running from the kitchen, leaving their mom with Anthony. He walked up beside her.
"Did you want to talk about it, Claire?"
"Nah...it's nothing....the boys just want their tree. So I need to go hunting for one sometime tomorrow."
"Hey....you don't have to put up a front Claire...I'll understand if you need to take a moment."
"No....I'm fine. Let's go."
Leaving the kitchen Anthony watched and wondered if Claire would open up to him.
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Back at the Taylor's Mac was still standing with his mouth open, Donna was in tears....Gary was trying desperately not to gloat that his dad still had it. What was it Claire had said..."They were sterile"...God wait till she found out.
"Ehmm....dad...don't you have something to say to mom."
"Err...umm...oh boy Stel..."
"Could be dad...but you'll have to wait a bit to find out."
Mac looked at his son...."quiet."
"Mac....are you happy about this? I know you think we're to old. I know...."
"Come on dad...you're making her cry. Say something to her."
"I think your dad is a little overwhelmed at the moment Gar."
"Gar"...it had been a long time since he had heard Donna say his name with that lyrical tone.
"Dad....snap out of it and say something to mom."
Feeling his eyes weld up with tears, he softly whispered...."God love...I'm more then happy...I still got it...."
Stella let out moan as she ran into his arms.
"Aww...God Gar....your mom and dad make life look so easy."
"That's why they call it true love. cause they've built their future from begining to end on truth."
Donna understood the tone, and the pain she heard in Gary's voice. She had hurt him deep, very deep, but she also knew she had the rest of her life to hopefully make it right.
"Dada...dada..."
"I'll be right back guys. I need to grab my daughter."
"Hey there doll face. Did you have a good sleep?"
Rubbing her eyes she yawned, while curling in to her daddy's neck. Changing her bum, and dressing her in one of the new outfits he had bought her, he carried her out.
"Mama..."
"Hi baby. How are you?
Reaching her arms out she snuggled her.
"Mmm...mommy misses you. Are you having fun with daddy, nana, and papa?"
"Dada...see mama...dada."
"Yes baby...that's dada. You know what...mommy's going to go. She has shopping to do. So I'll see you soon, okay?"
"Bye mama."
"Mac, Stella...congratulations again. I'll be sure to let mom and dad know. They'll be so jealous."
"Why?"
"Well...they've been trying for a while now. You and Uncle haven't been, but you got caught. So that's going to have them happy for you, but jealous happy."
Kissing them both on the cheek, she left.
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When Anthony, Claire and the boys returned home from supper. Claire had them get ready for bed.
"Let's go guys. School in the morning."
"Aww...come on mommy. This is the last week. Can't we stay up?"
"Nope...teeth, pj's and bed."
"Aww...so if we listen and go to bed can we have our tree tomorrow?"
"We'll see Jimmy J...okay."
"Fine...but I wish daddy was still alive. He may have been mean, but at least he got us a tree."
"Jimmy...that's not very nice to say to your mom. I think you should tell her you're sorry. Your mom loves you very much. Does she not keep warm, read you stories, buy you clothes, toys and books. Does she not give you lots of wonderful warm love?"
Jimmy J teared up...he knew Tony was right. He did. But he really wanted a tree.
"I'm sorry mommy. I love you..."
Snuggling in her arms, she desperately tried to hold her tears.
"I love you to Jimmy J, lots and lots. Now let's get your teeth done and into bed...okay?"
"Okay mommy....will you help tuck us in Tony? Like my daddy and mommy did?"
"I'll give it a try if it's okay with mom. But you will have to show me how?"
"Can he mommy? Please?"
"Sure....let's go."
Walking into the room...
"Just grab the two corners of the comforter, and I'll grab the other two. Then just listen as I tell the little rhyme.
"Jimmy J my love...here comes the cloud. The cloud that will take you to Knights, and Warriors in their battlegrounds. Where you will dream, play and run, on your cloud of fluffy white fun."
Tossing the blanket down like a cloud, it covered Jimmy J from head to foot.
"Now we do the same for James."
Anthony smiled. Claire was so beautiful, so sweet, as she lulled her children into their dreams.
With the boys sound asleep Claire headed to the kitchen. Making a pot of fresh coffee she brought down to cups. Reaching for the sugar she dropped it on the floor.
That was it...she gripped the counter and softly cried. Feeling the warmth of a hand on her shoulder she stopped her tears.
"Umm..I made coffee, would you like a cup?"
"Claire...please look at me."
Turning with fresh tears in her eyes, she leaned her head against his chest.
"I'm sorry...I don't usually cry."
Bringing up his arms, he wrapped them protectively around her.
"It's okay Claire...you can cry all you like. I don't have a problem with tears."
Allowing him to comfort her, she felt safe. A feeling she hadn't allowed herself in years. As he continued to hold her, he thought to himself if she would ever come to care for him, like he was starting to care for her.
Hearing the phone ring, she released herself from his arms.
"Hello."
"Hey sis...I know it's late. But I have some amazing news to share with you."
"What news? Don't tell me you have another child floating around New York."
"That's hilarious Claire. I'll have to remember to laugh later. Now...I want you to remember back to a conversation we had about mom and dad being sterile. You remember that?"
"Hah...of course. I told you that mom and dad were like rabbits. Sterile rabbit. But rabbits all the same."
"Well sis get ready to choke on your words. Mom just found out today she's eight weeks pregnant. so it looks like your sterile bunny theory...was wrong."
"Oh...my...God...you have got to be kiddin me. No way. Dad is like fifty three. It's not possible."
"It is Claire. Mom is living proof of that. Anyways sis I should let you go. Jessie decided she doesn't want to sleep. So I've been chasing around the house for the last four hours."
"You should get her on a schedule soon Gary. Or she'll have you up all the time."
"I know sis. I will. Love you, night."
"Night bro, love ya back."
"Is everything okay, Claire?"
"Yeah...everything is great. My mother and father, just found out they are with child again."
Claire noticed the amazed look on Anthony's face.
"Wow...I can only hope when I hit your dads age. I have as much stamina as he does."
Claire laughed. There was no way she was touching that one. Oh don't get her wrong. She could imagine herself eventually in bed with Anthony. Just when she was ready...for timing on her part was everything.
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Taylor home...12am
Jessie was still wide awake playing with her blocks.
"Gary...what are you still doing up?"
"Hey dad...it seems my little doll face doesn't want to sleep."
"Hmm...let's see. Come here you little doll."
Picking her up in his arms, Mac held her against him.
"I'll show you a little trick son."
Walking into the room, Mac seen the beautiful crib Gary had bought his daughter. Somehow he just knew Gary wouldn't use the ones that belonged to his other children.
While Gary watched his father began singing to Jessie, while swaying with her back and forth in his arms. As he watched...he noticed her tiny little eyes fall to half mass, then close.
"Oh dad...you're good. She's out." He whispered.
Laying her in the crib, he covered her.
"She'll sleep all night now son. How are you doing? Have you had the chance to talk with Donna again?"
"Not really dad. Though she'll be here in the morning. I have a doctor's appointment for Jessie. She needs her last booster. So I asked Donna to come. I thought it was the right thing to do. She is Jessie's mother."
"That's very mature of you son. I'm glad the two of you can share her like this. For there is nothing worse then parents who don't get along. It makes it so hard on the children."
"I know dad. Anyways...once that's done I have to head home and clear out my home. The Goodwill will be stopping by to pick everything up. Then the home goes on the market."
"Are you going to be okay with this?"
"Yeah...sis, Anthony, and Uncle Danny are going to help. So it shouldn't take us long. Mom wanted to help too, but I told her no. I don't want her straining...especially now she's pregnant."
"Okay son...sounds like you have it all under control."
Getting up he kissed his son on the head and left the room.
"Mac...is everything okay?"
"Everything is fine love. Go back to sleep, you need your rest."
Climbing into bed, he reached for his lovely wife and pulled her into his arms.
"So...are we happy about this baby Mac?"
"We are love. Though I'm sure there are alot of risks involved."
"Yeah...we have an appointment on thursday. The OBGYN is going to discuss the issues and concerns of our pregnancy."
Embracing his wife closer he whispered...
"It's going to be okay love. We will deliver a healthy baby."
"I know Mac. I love you."
"I love you to sweetheart. Rest now."
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Back at Claire's, her and Anthony were having quite the time getting to know each others likes and dislikes.
"Umm..peanut butter and banna?"
"Eww...peanut butter yes. But no on the banana...to messy."
"Hmm...everything Pizza?"
"Uhh...hmmm...most times. though if it has those little bacon bits, instead of real bacon. I won't touch it."
Claire laughed..."You sure are picky."
"I can be. Though most times I'm not."
"What about you Claire...what are some of your dislikes?"
"Umm...I don't really have any I guess. Anyways....it's getting late. I should get some sleep."
Anthony noticed everytime the subject came back to her, she would change it. Leaving him again to think Jimmy did quite a number on her."
Walking him to the door she said goodnight. As she locked her door she headed to the kitchen and pulled out the paper. Looking through it, she hunted for a tree.
When the daylight shone through her window, Claire woke the kids for school.
"Jimmy J...when you're dressed, grab the paper from the door."
"K mom. I'll do it now."
Opening the door, Jimmy J, seen the tree sitting there.
"Whoa...mom...come quick. Look...it's a tree."
Looking out her door she seen how bushy and green it was.
"Who's it from mom?"
"I'm not sure...what does the note say?"
"Umm...I don't know...I only know the word Santa."
Taking the paper from her son, she read it.
"Merry Christmas from your secret Santa."
"So...who's it from mommy?"
"Santa..."
"Alright...let's bring it in."
Just as they were dragging the tree through the door Anthony walked out.
"Wow...cool tree. Where did that come from?"
Claire looked at him as if to say "like you don't know."
"Oh no...I swear Claire...it wasn't me. I'm not your secret Santa."
"Well if you're not...then who is?"
Shrugging his shoulders. He really had no clue.
Once they had the tree in the apartment Claire took the boys to school. After dropping them off she knew she had a couple hours before meeting Gary to clean his home.
Stopping into the little Cafe she ordered a coffee and sat down.
"Hey Claire...how you doing?"
Looking up she seen Stevens and Patricks.
"Oh...hey guys. What's up?"
"Not alot...just walking the beat. So how are those boys of yours, all ready for Christmas?"
"Somewhat...they have their tree...so I guess that's a start."
"Wow...you got them a tree? Good for you. We're glad you are doing okay. We know how hard it was when Jimmy died. He was a good detective."
"Thanks...but I can't take credit for the tree. It was some secret Santa thing. I found it at my door this morning."
"Huh...kind of cool. So do your boys have any idea what they want for Christmas?"
"Too much. I wouldn't even know where to begin."
"Hmm..that's tough. I know I got my son a Wii...and a new laptop for school. Kids need that stuff you know?"
"Yeah...I hear you...Jimmy J is always talking about laptops in school, and how all his friends have the coolest Wii. Anyways guys I gotta go. So give me hugs, and keep in touch. Say hi to the wives."
"We will Claire...see ya."
Walking away Claire thought to herself how much harder this Christmas was looking without the money from Jimmy.
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Doctor's Office.
"Gar...umm...how long have you had this doctor?"
"Since I was a boy. Why?"
"Just wondering. So he's good with kids...right?"
"Of course. Why all the questions Donna?"
"...you can bring your daughter in now."
Walking into the office Gary sat down with Jessie on his lap.
"Good afternoon Gary. How you doing son?"
"I'm doing good. Anyways...this is my daughter Jessie. She's due for a booster today. so I brought her in."
The doctor realized Gary was still hurting from losing his family. But he was also well informed from Mac and Stella about the story behind Jessie.
"Well then...hello there little lady. Can you come see me?"
Trying to reach for her...she snuggled into her daddy's arms.
"Here...I'll bring her over to the table."
Sitting her on the exam table she watched as the doctor put the stethoscope up to her chest. After listening for a few minutes he checked her height, weight, and motor skills.
"Okay Gary...everything seems great. I'll have the nurse give her the booster. Have you given her some Motrin?"
"I did. Half an hour ago."
"Great...she may still run a slight fever. But she'll be fine."
Watching as the nurse came in. Gary distracted his daughter with his funny faces, while the nurse inoculated her.
"All done. She was a very brave girl. I'll book her next appointment for four months time."
"Thank you. Bye."
Heading out of the office Donna asked..."Gary...would you like my help this afternoon?"
"No...but if you can. You can stay with Jessie at my parents place. I know they'd like to visit with you again."
"You're okay with this?"
"Why wouldn't I be Donna. We are all family...no matter what happened between us."
Passing her Jessie he left.
Once everyone had Gary's place in order, and Goodwill had the boxes picked up he locked the door without looking back.
"You'll be okay bro?"
"Yeah sis. I'll be fine. Get home to your boys. Thanks for your help too Uncle Danno."
"Anytime Gary. We'll see you later."
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When Claire arrived at home she seen the packages sitting at her door. Picking them up she carried them into the house. Reading the labels they said..."from your secret Santa. Do not open till Christmas."
Claire thought to herself..."this is getting weird."
"Hey Claire...I thought I heard you come in. Whoa...where did all these packages come from?"
"Funny Anthony. This is twice in one day from a secret Santa. So be straight with me...are these from you?"
"Listen Claire...I swear on my sister...God rest her soul. That these are not from me."
"I just don't get it. Who the hell keeps sending all this stuff? It's marked for Jimmy J...and James."
"I wish I knew Claire. But I don't. Here come the boys. You might want to hide that stuff."
Helping her carry it into her room, she shut the door.
"Mom...we're home. What's for supper? And can we decorate the tree tonight?"
"Pizza is for supper...and yes we can all do the tree."
"Coooool...Tony too?"
"Yes...Tony too."
"Alright...let's get the table set."
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When Gary got home, he could hear his daughter crying.
"Ooohh...what's the matter doll face?"
Taking her from Donna's arms she stopped.
"Aww...sweetheart. You are so warm. Did you give her her Motrin?"
"Just a few minutes ago. We were late with it. She just woke up."
"Shh...it's okay doll face...daddy's here."
Gary began singing and swaying her in his arms. No more then ten minutes later she was out again.
"How'd you learn to do that?"
"My dad showed me. He said it was a trick he did with us."
"Smart trick. Oh...your mom and dad said they'd be back. they're doing some baby shopping or something. God they're so happy."
"Good...they deserve it. Especially dad with all his medical problems. This is going to be good for him. I can see it now."
"Aww...that's great Gar. I'm going to go. I have some Christmas stuff to do for Jessie. So I'll see you tomorrow."
Gary could see the pain in her eyes. He could tell she was lonely without Jessie.
"Listen Donna...why don't you stay for supper. I'm sure Jessie would like you here when she wakes up."
"Are you sure Gary?"
"Yeah...I'm positive. Stay."
Taking off her coat. She watched as Gary placed Jessie into bed.
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With dinner out of the way. The boys grabbed the boxes of tree trimmers.
"Mommy...where is the star that I made from last year?"
Claire had forgotten about that star. She could remember how excited Jimmy J was that he had made it. Then just after christmas, Jimmy Sr went into one of his rages and broke it.
"Umm...listen baby. Mommy forgot where she placed it last year. How about we use the star that secret Santa gave us."
"Fine...but I want you to find my star mommy...okay?"
"I'll try Jimmy. I promise."
Anthony was watching the kids hang the bulbs from secret Santa. Each time he thought about it, he became more upset. What if someone had a secret crush on Claire. Where would that leave him? He liked her too. Should he make his move? Or should he wait it out? What if she wasn't ready, then she became amgry for him trying. So many what if's again. God love was confusing.
"You okay Anthony? What's bothering you?"
"Hmm...oh...nothing. I guess I'm just a little tired tonight."
Claire wondered...what if he's getting tired of us already? What if he had someone in his life already? But wouldn't he have told her? Wouldn't she have met her by now? So many unanswered questions. God why was love so confusing?
"Did you want to head home then? It's okay if you do."
"No...I'm fine Claire. besides I promised the boys we would tuck them again tonight."
"Okay mom...Tony...what do you think?"
Looking at the tree they tried so hard not to laugh. The boys had one whole side full of tinsil, and the other side full of bulbs.
"Aww...it's great guys. But now it's bed time."
Once the boys had their teeth done, and their pajama's on Claire and Anthony played the dream game with them again. With both boys out like a light Claire started a fresh pot of coffee, while Anthony admired the boys tree.
"Here you go Anthony...just the way you like it."
"Thanks...Claire? What happened to Jimmy J's star?"
"Umm...I'm not sure. It just seemed to disappear."
Putting down his coffee, Anthony gently placed his fingers under her chin.
"Talk to me Claire. Please...let me know what is haunting you."
Watching as tears slipped down her cheek, he captured them one by one.
"I'm sorry Anthony. I can't. I know I"m starting to have feelings for you. But I'm just not ready to share that part of my life with you yet."
Yet...she didn't say no...she said yet. To him that meant more then the explanation itself.
"Okay...just know when you are ready. I'm here for you Claire."
"I know Anthony...thank you."
Leaning in she softly kissed his lips.
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Jerome Johnson had finally made it to New York. Thanks to his friends in prison he had Taylor's address. As he arrived at the home he noticed the "For Sale" sign.
"Excuse me...are the Realitor here?"
"I am. What can I do for you?"
"I was wondering if you know where I might find Gary Taylor now. I have news on his case."
The Realitor looked at Jerome strangely.
"Are you a Detective? Can I see your badge?"
*Sighing*..."why must so many people be nosy? Why can't they mind there own buisness?"
Pulling out his silencer, he shot her through the head. Taking her date book he found the address where was staying.
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Meanwhile...
Claire had the boys up and dressed for school. Checking outside the door she found another box. Inside were new coats, boots, shoes, clothes, and skates.
"Whoa...awesome mom. Who are these from. Look James..Nike"
Opening the note it read..."To keep the boys and you warm this Christmas...your secret Santa."
"Okay...this really has too stop. I think I'm going to have your Uncle anaylize these notes."
"Noooo...please mom. If you do that. Then Santa won't bring us anything else. Please mom."
Coming out of his apartment Anthony laughed.
"Holy Claire...can I have a secret Santa too."
"This isn't funny anymore. I need to find out who is doing this."
"Why Claire? Why can't you just accept it."
"I don't know. I guess I'm not that type of person. I need to know where things come from. It's my nature."
"Fine. How about we set up a vidoe camera in the hall. That way you will know who's sending the stuff."
"Are you serious? You have a video camera?"
"Of course I do. I'm an explorer...remember?"
"Oh...yeah. Let's do it."
After they had the camera set up, Claire and Anthony walked the boys to school.
Over at the Taylor's Gary had gotten Jessie up for the day.
"Morning dad...how's mom feeling?"
"Better...we have that appointment this afternoon with the OBGYN. So I need to borrow your car. Mine's not working."
"Sure dad. No problem."
Outside in the driveway Jerome had placed the bomb under the car. It had been easy for him to figure out which car was Gary's as he had his NYPD sticker on the dash. Checking to make sure no one was watching. He got out from under it, and took off.
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Arriving at the school yard with the boys, Claire was stopped by one of the mothers.
"Hey Claire...are you coming to the annual Christmas party this year at NYPD?"
"Umm...no. I won't be there this year. Thanks for the offer though."
"You have to come Claire. I know it's hard not having Jimmy anymore. But you can't take that out on your kids."
"I'm not Pam. I'm just not ready to socialize this year. The boys just lost their father, and I lost my husband. I'm just not up to hearing Officers wives say how sorry they are."
"Aww...I'm sorry Claire. I see your point. That would be very hard. But we will see you next year, right?"
"We'll see Pam. Take care."
"Are you okay Claire?"
"I'm fine Anthony. Don't worry about it. Most of the mothers don't understand how I really felt about Jimmy."
Leaving the school yard quickly,Anthony chased after Claire.
When Claire and Anthony returned from taking the boys to school, claire noticed more boxes. These ones full of meats.
"Tell me I'm crazy...look at all this meat. This is getting scary. Sure the kids and I have mediocre money. But I can support them to eat good meals."
"Stop getting upset Claire...somneone is obviously having a great time giving things to you and boys, accept them. Maybe it's someone from Jimmy's family."
"Jimmy has no family. Not one living sister, brother, father, or mother."
"How about a rich Uncle, or Aunt?"
"No...and no."
"Alright then. Let's check that video footage."
Taking down the camera they took it into the apartment. Hooking it up to the TV, they pressed play. Watching the tape Anthony really tried not to laugh. For all you could see were feet holding a huge sign that read..."From your secret Santa."
"Oh classic...this is great. This guy is smart."
"You mean guys. Count the feet. There are eight of them. which makes four men."
"So Santa has some elves. Good for him. This is awesome. I really have to meet these guys if you ever find them. I can't believe they seen the VC. They must really be Santa and his elves."
Claire gave him a evil look.
"Only you would find humor in someone elses need to know. I am going to figure out who this is. You'll see."
Reaching over Anthony pulled her into his arms, and kissed her hair.
"Of that I have no doubt Claire. I'm sure you will."
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As Mac and Stella headed to the car Gary yelled. "Dad...phone for you." Walking with his wife back into the house he took the call. "Hello." "hey Mac...I was wondering if we could meet up sometime today, I need to talk about Jess." "Of course we can. Is everything okay?" "Yeah...yeah it will be. I just really need some advice." "Okay...I have an appointment with Stella at the OBGYN, I can meet you after that."
Hanging up the phone they walked back to the car. Unlocking the driver side door Mac heard a distinct click. A click he had heard several times while he served in the Marines. "Mac...what is it?" "Get back into the house Stella. Tell Gary to call the bomb squad."
"Gary...Gary...call the Bombsquad. Your dad is out there with the car. Someone set a trigger bomb under the car near the driver side door. Hurry son, your dad can't move, this isn't good for his blood pressure. Hurry son." "Okay mom...relax. It's not good for the baby either. Just sit down."
By the time everyone arrived Mac could feel his legs about to give out. "Hold on Mac...just a few more mintues. As they disabled the bomb Mac sat on the ground. "Someone get the EMT"s over here, hurry." After checking Mac over they found his blood pressure slightly alleviated.
"Are you having any tingling or stiffiness in your arms, legs, or neck?" "No...I"m fine. Just help me up." Once they had Mac up off the ground, Stella helped him back into the house. "I'll cancel my appointment Mac." "No Stel..we need that appointment. Just let them know we'll be late."
"Dad...I'm going to take the car into the lab. As soon as we find out anything, I'll let you know." "Alright son. Be careful. That target was meant for you...not for me." "I know dad. Now all I need is to figure out who sent it. I'll be back soon."
Donna can you stay and watch Jessie while I go with Stella to our appointment?" "Of course I can. We'll be fine." "Good...just keep the door locked, and do not...do not let anyone in. Promise me Donna. Gary doesn't need to lose another child." "I know Mac. I promise." Kissing Donna then his granddaughter they left.
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When they arrived at the Hospital they were taken right in. After checking Stella's weight, height, blood pressure, urine and blood, they waited for the OBGYN. "Hello... you must be the Taylor's?" "We are...it's wonderful to meet you. Our daughter said you were amazing with her boys."
"Aaahh...Jimmy and James. How is Claire doing since her husbands death?" "She's doing alright. She has her whole family to help her through." "Aww...that's wonderful. Alright then...let's get to you Stella...first and for most with your age category for pregnancy you are likely to develop certain medical conditions such as diabeties, high blood pressure, and placenta praevia. Due to these conditions you will require close monitoring.
"I understand that. But what about other risks. Are there more involved then the bllod pressure, and diabeties?" "There is...another problem is having a baby with a genetic defect. These tend to increase as you get older. So I strongly consider we do some genetic testing. Just to be sure the baby is growing normally."
"Are there any signs we should watch for? Or any do's and don'ts?" "Well...for signs the most important one would be spotting. If you happen to spot, or start to get carmps call my office right away. As for do's and don't. You are very healthy women Stella. Just keep doing what you've been doing, but in shorter amounts of time. Remember...it's okay to exercise, just don't overdo."
"Okay...how often do I need to see you throughout my pregnancy?" "I'd like to see you every four weeks. This way we can keep a good eye on your progress, prevention is the best thing Stella. The more you see me, the better it is for your health and the baby. I'm also going to start you on pre-natal vitamins with extra calcium and vitamin D."
After giving Stella the script she looked over at Mac. "You must be flying very high right now . Fifty three years old and still you have it. I can just imagine how many men would hate you right now if they knew. You should be very proud." Grinning widely, Mac couldn't agree more.
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When Gary arrived back home from the lab, he found his daughter finger painting. "Hey doll face...what are you doing there?" "Dada...aint..I aint." "I can see that, you've turned your hands blue. Where's mama?" Pointing to the kitchen Gary left Jessie to her painting.
"Donna...are mom and dad home yet?" "No...umm... I need to get back into Jessie, she's painting." "I know that Donna, what's your rush." "whoa...you left her alone with the fingerpaint?" "Yeah...so did you, you're in here." But I had the paint on the little table. Where was it when you came in?"
"Oh crap....running out they seen Jessie painting the house. She had the walls covered in blue, green, and red. "Jessie Taylor...no, no." Looking up at her daddy with a huge grin..."aint dada, aint." "Hey kids were....what the..." "I know dad, I'm sorry Jessie got carried away with her paint. Donna wasn't watching her."
"Me?? I had the paint on the table mister. I believe you seen her when you came in. I believe you're the one that left her with it." "Oh come on Donna...don't play that blame game with me." Mac and Stella watched. Oh the memories that had long been forgotten with these two kids. Always they would blame each other, till they were both sent to their corners.
"I swear dad...it's all Donna's fault." "Aahh...that's it Gary...you've had it." Attacking Gary with full force she knocked him back on the couch as Stella snatched up her grandbaby. "Ook mama...ook dada...unny." "yes they are...let's watch and see what happens."
"What are you thinking love?" "I'm thinking this is going to end one of two ways. Either our son on top of Donna, or Donna on top of our son, sealing their flight with a kiss." "I have ten on my boy." "Good... Jessie and I will take Donna."
Watching as the kids rolled and fought, Gary gripped her hands above her head, stared intently into her eyes, as she now lay quietly in his arms. Feeling each others breath, Gary lowered his lips and passionately kissed Donna, leaving them both rekindling what had long been lost.
"That will be ten dollars girls." "Hmm...what do you think Jessie? Do think your mommy and daddy's show is worth ten dollars?" Clapping her hands she couldn't agree more. "Alright Mac...you win. Now break them up before it turns into an adult movie."
"Gary...Donna enough. Now be good little kids and get this mess cleaned up." Laughing Gary pulled Donna up and held her against him. "Now...did you find anything out about the bomb?" "I did dad. We got a print from the dried glue. His name is Jerome Johnson. He was released from Woodman State Jail ,in Gatesville. Seems he is the only kin to Jeffery Johnson."
"Oh son...I'm so sorry. Have you caught him yet?" "Not yet mom, he's still running the streets. But we everyone on him, so hopefully we will capture him before Christmas." "You know you, Donna, and Jessie are going to have to be extra careful." "I know dad. Which is why I think it would be safer for Donna and Jessie to stay here with us."
"I have to agree with son. Donna...are you okay with this?" "I am Mac, I have no problem with it." "Okay then. I have to meet your dad, so I'll let him know." "Mac...you didn't tell me you were meeting Don?" "Sorry love...it slipped my mind. Yeah...he needs to talk to me. I'll be back soon."
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Once Mac left, Donna started lunch with Stella, while Gary put his daughter down for a nap. "Gary...I think we need to talk." "Hmm...what about?" "Umm...what we shared in the living room." Walking up beside her he wrapped her into his arms. "There's nothing to talk about Donna. Let's just see what happens. We'll take this one day at a time." Snuggling in closer they watched their little doll face as she slept.
At the little cafe Mac met Don. "Okay Don...what is it?" "It's Jess. She wants to have another baby, but we're not having any luck. I was hoping....I mean...I...hmm..." Mac knew what he was trying to ask. "You want to know if I have tricks or ideas that could help you conceive."
"Umm..yeah. That's sums it up." "Listen Don...Stella and I were never trying. The only thing I can suggest is take a break from having sex to have a baby. Just enjoy each other. Most unexpected things happen, when we least expect them. Also...if it is meant to happen, it will."
"Yeah...I guess your right." Leaving the little Cafe Don noticed Jerome across the street. "What is it Don?" "Across the street. Jerome, we've been looking for him." "Let's get him, what are you waiting for?" "I need to call for back-up." "You've got back-up Don. Now let's go."
"Are you insane Mac...if anything happens to you, Stella will kill me." "Then let's not let me get hurt. Now move." Walking across the street Mac had one side near the vendor, while Don had the other. "Jerome Johnson... Flack. Don't move. Hands against the wall."
"What the hell man. What for? I didn't do anything?" Cuffing him, Don read him his rights as he lead him to the car. "I'll call Gary to meet you at the Station." "Thanks Mac." When Don had him at the Station he placed him in the Interrogation room. "Hey man...I know my rights. I want a Lawyer."
"Fine...I'll get you one." Slamming the door, Don ran into Gary.
"Calm down Gary. You can't go in there like that. He's already lawyered up." "I don't care what he's done. I'm going to question him right now."
"I'm telling Gary don't. Wait for his representation to arrive. The last thing we need is him being released on a technicality."
Once Jerome confessed he got five years. "You know what this means don't you Gary?" "Of course I do. He'll be out in two, and I'll be waiting. Only this time there will be no hearing, Lawyer or Courtroom." Walking away Don knew exactly what Gary meant by that comment.
Walking into the breakroom Gary noticed a bunch of gifts, including two black mountain bikes with helmets, and pads. "Whoa...someone is getting lucky this Christmas. Who are these for Johnson?" "Umm...they're for Phillip's boys. He hasn't had the chance to get them home yet."
"Hmm...I can take them on my way." "No...no...umm...it's okay we already made arrangements for them. "Okay...calm down. I'll see you guys later." Leaving the Station Gary headed back with Don to pick up some of Donna's clothes. "Remind me again why Donna needs to stay with you?" "Umm...just incase Jerome escapes...I think it's a good idea."
Don wasn't stupid, he knew Gary like an open book. But he was also smart enough not to say anything.
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Meanwhile Claire, Anthony and the boys left to go tobogganing. While they were gone Santa and his helpers left two final gifts. "Oh God...not again. "Whoa...mountain bikes mom. Whoa...these are awesome." Snatching the card she read..."Santa hopes you and your boys have a very Merry Christmas. Love your Secret Santa and his elves."
Anthony howled in laughter and tears. "So Claire...I guess you'll never find out now. Santa has gone back to the North Pole." "Oh you are just to funny Anthony. I should slap you a good one." "Right here Claire...right here." Leaning in with her fists towards his face, she grabbed his jacket and kissed him. Really kissed him, leaving the boys to yuk...gross...and gag from the show.
tbc...