AN: Hello lovelies! Thanks for the reviews you guys they made me smile. this chapter is sweet and sexy. So there's a WARNING for this chapter. There's some mild smut, this my first time writing it so some constructive criticism would help. Anyways I hope its okay. James/Riley and Carlos/Riley lovers will enjoy. Please review. Sorry if its not the best I was on vacation when writing this. Also as a 17 year old virgin with limited experience let me know this was believable.

Riley

I moaned into my pillow and my eyes barely opened when I felt the bed shift underneath me. I lifted my head and made out James' figure climbing in bed, I had went to bed an hour ago. This is how we were now, he had been back at the house for a week but things were still icy. He would get into bed after I had fallen asleep and be at the gym when I woke up. As if sharing a bed with me when I was awake disgusted him. I snuggled back under the covers and smiled sleepily when he kissed my cheek.

"Goodnight Riley."

"G'night James." I yawned as I felt my eyelids grow heavy once more.

I furrowed my eyebrows at the sound of wailing. I lifted my head from the pillow and followed the sound and stopped in the doorway and saw him leaning over the crib. I smiled a little bit and walked up behind him.

"Hey daddy."

Carlos turned around and smiled, a small infant was pressed to his chest. I looked around the room and a soft blue paint came into focus. This was him, this was our baby.

Carlos smiled and handed him off to me and I looked down and gasped. He had light tan skin like Carlos, brown hair like me and Carlos' face.

"H-hey baby boy, it's mommy I love you so much."

Carlos kissed me and sighed. "I'm sorry Riley."

"For what?"

He pointed at the baby in my arms. "I hurt him. It's my fault, I didn't know you were pregnant."

I was confused. "Shut up he's fine, see?"

Carlos shook his head, he was crying. "I'm sorry."

I looked back down and screamed. The baby was pale and his chest was no longer rising and falling, he was fading.

"No shut up! Make it stop!" I screamed at him as the baby disappeared from my arms. "Bring him back."

Carlos stepped back into the shadows and the warm nursery turned into the hallway and looked down at myself. I was beaten up and clutching my belly as blood ran down my legs, Kendall and Kelly were running towards me as my hand fell away from my stomach.

I sat straight up and looked around my hands searching for my baby bump.

"Bring him back damn it bring him back!" I sobbed as I clutched at my stomach.

"Shit what's up going on?"

I felt a hand grab me. "Don't touch me! Bring him back you asshole!"

The lamp turned on and I was staring at James who looked terrified. It had been a nightmare. I turned on my phone and saw it was a little after seven in the morning. It had been four years since that day. Tears coursed down my face, there was no baby boy he was gone. He was nothing but a memory.

"Riley what's going on." He whispered as I shook with sobs, my hand not leaving my middle. I grabbed James hand and put under mine. "Oh, a dream about you know?"

I nodded and whimpered. "Uh huh."

James kissed my head and hugged me. "Oh baby, I'm sorry. It's okay, it was just a bad dream."

I shook my head as I looked down at my stomach. "Bring him back, fix it." I sobbed as I rubbed my belly. "I want him back!"

"I c-can't, just breathe its okay. What happened."

"We were in the n-nursery, he was holding h-him." I looked up at James. "I got to see him he looked just like his daddy. He was p-perfect, I held him then Carlos was sorry, and he- he."

James rubbed my back and kissed my forehead. "Just breathe its okay."

"He stopped breathing and I was in the hallway with K-Kendall and Kelly. There was the b-blood." I broke down again. "B-Bring him back."

James sighed. "You know I can't do that it's okay, he's safe now."

"He'd be safer if I could hold him and take care of him.

"I know just try to go back to sleep."

I shook my head and hugged James tightly. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I love you."

I got out of bed and changed into some running shorts and a sports bra. "I love you too."

I leaned over him turning off the lamp. I grabbed my phone and went outside. I started running around our neighborhood, trying to clear my head and focus on the pounding of the pavement under my feet.

"I would've been there for them."

His words echoed in my mind, he didn't even know he had a son. He should know everything, he was his father. I rounded the corner and my throat grew tight, the spilt second when I was holding my baby had been perfect. He had been beautiful, he looked just like Carlos. After logging in a mile I walked back to the house.

I walked into the kitchen and saw James making breakfast, he looked up and smiled.

"You okay?"

I nodded a little. "I feel g-guilty."

James furrowed his eyebrows as he handed me an omelet. "Why?"

"Carlos was his dad and he doesn't even know he was a boy or his name and that we had a service."

I expected for James to say something shitty but I was shocked when he shrugged. "You should tell him then, you know closure."

I raised an eyebrow, he had obviously been hanging out with Logan. "Would you get pissed if I went over to his place later and talked to him?"

"No, I mean just don't let him hurt you."

I smiled a little and picked at my omelet. "Okay, thanks."

James leaned over the counter and kissed me. "I'm gonna be late for my shoot I should go."

"Alright, love you. Look sexy." I winked.

"Don't I always?"

I laughed and shoved him. "Narcissist."

"Bully."

I stood up and hugged him. "Bye."

"Love you."

I heard the door shut and I smiled to myself. James and I had finally started getting along again, and I had to admit he was looking hotter than usual. I noticed the strange fuzzy feeling in my stomach. I ignored it as I pulled out my phone.

"Hey Riley what's up?"

I paused. "Can I come over, I mean if your not busy."

"Yeah." He said slowly. "Everything okay?"

I walked up the stairs and into my room. James' stuff was neat and the crack had been replaced. "We n-need to talk, text me your address okay?"

"Okay. Come over anytime."

I said goodbye and hung up. My hands shook a little as I changed into a normal bra and cuter shirt. I ran a brush through my hair and sprayed some perfume on, I could tell I would probably cry so makeup was pointless.

After driving way faster than the speed limit I found myself outside of Carlos' apartment. It was a block over from Kendall's and really nice. I walked inside and up the elevator to the sixth floor. I scanned the doors for 6E, I knocked twice.

"Hey Riley." Carlos greeted as he opened the door. "Come in."

I stepped inside and was shocked. His placed was really nice, were in the living room the walls were white white with a black leather couch, a nice TV and other furniture. There were boxes stack and unpacked all over the place, Carlos had never been the one for cleaning and neatness.

"Nice place."

He shrugged. "Thanks so what's going on is James being a dick?"

I shook my head and stared at his face, he looked so sweet. He would've been an amazing dad. "It's actually about what we talked about a few days ago."

His face paled. "Oh the um baby?"

"Y-Yeah." I sat on his couch. "I have to tell you something about it."

He sat next to me and grabbed my hand. "What's going on."

"I haven't told you e-everything and after last night I feel guilty about everything."

"Wait, what happened last night."

I sighed and bit my lip. "I had dream, well a nightmare actually. We were in the um nursery and you were holding the baby and then I did." I started crying and I felt my breath catch in my throat. "Then you were like I'm sorry Riley and the b-baby stopped breathing and then I was in the damn h-hallway. The blood was e-everywhere, down my l-legs and my baby was gone."

I broke into sobs and felt Carlos stand up. He kicked the wall and punched it, I flinched, I shouldn't have come over now he was mad.

"D-Don't hurt me, p-please." I stuttered out fearfully.

Carlos turned around and grabbed me, I flinched again but stopped when I felt him hug me. His body was shaking with sobs.

"I'm s-sorry, I'm so fucking sorry."

I buried my face in his shoulder and let him rub my back as started to calm down. He put his lips to my ear and whispered.

"If I could bring them back I would. I-I don't know how to fix this but I'll try."

I sat down and held his hand in mine. "T-There's something else." I mumbled grabbing the ultrasound picture I had put in my purse. "The baby um it was a b-boy."

Carlos took the picture from me and stared at it. "A b-boy?" He squeaked. "Y-You mean I could've had a s-son?"

"Yeah, I found out when we were in Chicago on tour. I just d-didn't know how to tell you."

Carlos was crying and shook his head. "I w-wish I could fix this. Bring him back or give you another baby. I'm sorry."

I looked at him and smiled slightly. "When I found out I was so scared and so excited. I had a name picked out and everything."

"Really?" His eyes hadn't left the picture.

"Jayden Roberto Garcia."

"My middle and last name?" He was shocked.

I bit my lip. "Y-Yeah your his daddy."

Carlos held his head in his hands and didn't say anything so I wrapped my arm around him. "I planned on going to see him if you want to come."

He nodded and stood up. "Okay."

The drive over to the cemetery was silent expect the few sighs I let out to stop myself from crying. We parked and I pushed open the gate and started to walk across the all too familiar ground. I felt Carlos grab my hand as we came to a stop. I sat down in the grass and stared at the stone.

"There's no c-casket or anything." I mumbled, feeling like an idiot. "There was nothing to bury b-but it helped. It's kind of stupid but-"

Carlos shook his head and sat next to me. "It's not stupid."

"Hey Jay, it's mommy." I said softy as I leaned against Carlos. "I brought daddy with me."

Carlos looked heartbroken. "Hey buddy, I'm your daddy. I-I'm sorry I hurt you, I didn't know about you. But if I did I would've kept you safe." He drew in a breathe. "I would've stopped hurting you and mommy. I'm sorry Jayden I never meant to hurt you. I s-swear I love you so much."

I wiped my eyes and started shaking. "S-See he didn't mean it, I knew he'd love you."

He smiled a tight smile and kissed my cheek and hugged me. We sat in silence for a few minutes as we both cried, I finally found my voice and looked up at him.

"You know I always wanted a family with you?"

"You did?"

I nodded and put a hand to my stomach. "I always pictured this big wedding and having babies that looked like you but acted like me so they wouldn't be so h-hyper." I laughed a little. "A b-boy and then a girl so he could take care of his baby sister."

He blushed a little. "I thought about that too, everyday in jail and when we d-dated. I wanted to marry you so bad it h-hurt, I wanted buy a big house and get a dog and grow old with you."

That sounded like heaven. "Even though I'd complain about getting grey hair and wrinkles?"

He chuckled and rolled his eyes. "It would've been worth it. Besides you'd the hottest old lady ever."

I leaned over and kissed his cheek and stared into his warm dark eyes. "Would I have been a good mom?"

"The best mom, you'd keep everything in order and be the serious parent. I'd probably be the push over. I'd teach them to play hockey. Would I have been a good dad?"

I wiped a few tears from my face and snuggled into him. "Yeah as long as you didn't hurt them and feed them nothing but corn dogs."

"I can't guarantee the corndogs but I would never hurt them."

"We would've been good parents."

He stroked my hair and squeezed my hand. "When was the service?"

"A few weeks before the trial." I explained thinking about that day it was arguably one of the hardest days of my life. "It was me, the guys, my parents and Shane, Camille, Jo, a few of my friends from back home, Katie and Mama Knight and Kelly, Gustavo and Griffin. I wanted it to be small."

Carlos was staring at the headstone and exhaled slowly. "I'm so sorry."

I shrugged. "It's okay, you didn't mean it."

Thunder rumbled overhead, I stood up and pulled Carlos up. "Mommy and daddy are going to go okay? I love you Jayden."

Carlos touched the stone again. "Bye buddy, love you."

It started drizzling as we walked hand in hand back to the car. Once we were inside Carlos started crying harder than I've ever seen.

"It's hard the first time, b-but it get easier."

"We shouldn't have to visit him in a fucking cemetery! We should take him to the park and I should teach him to play hockey."

"I know baby, I know."

The rest of the ride was miserable and Carlos finally spoke when I came to a stop outside his building.

Carlos stared out the window. "I loved you and I'm sorry I hurt you two."

I bit my lip. "It's okay, I'll uh see you later."

Carlos leaned in and kissed my cheek. "Thank you for telling me."

"Don't mention it."

He got out of the car and I sped off, I had to clear my head I had to get my mine off of it. Once I got home I walked into our room and saw James standing shirtless putting hair gel in his damp hair. I walked up behind him and put my arms around his waist.

"Hey babe, how'd it go?"

I shook my head. "I don't want to talk about it yet."

"Okay, well let me know if you-"

I stopped listening to him as I stared over his tan figure. His abs were tight and and his arms bulged and the small tattoo of my initials on his bicep looked hot. My eyes drifted down to his the waistband of his boxers where he had the 'V' from his muscles. I wanted to feel something other than grief and pain.

I pressed my lips against his and locked my fingers in his hair. He kissed back surprised and I bit his lip and explored his mouth.

"Babe?" He asked pulling away.

I shook my head. "I don't want to feel sad," I swallowed. "I just want to focus on something else."

James nodded and picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him, he pressed my back against the wall. A small sigh escaped my lips when he sucked on my neck. I peeled my shirt over my head, my heart pounded and I felt my grief wash away.

James stood me on my feet and his shaking fingers undid my bra. He keep one hand on my breast and his other hand trailed down my stomach stopped right above my underwear. He stopped and looked at me for approval before slipping off my running shorts.

"Ri?" He panted as I forced my hand down his abs and palmed him. "Mm babe?"

I shushed him by kissing him again, I could feel myself growing excited as I felt his boxers grow tight against my hand. I moaned slightly as he sucked on my neck again.

"Riley please." He whined as I took my hand away from his boxers. "Don't stop."

I smirked a little, I knew I was blushing. "Don't stop what?"

He pressed his lips to my ear. "T-touching me."

I snaked my hand down his stomach, leaving goosebumps on his tan skin. I slipped my hand into his boxer and was shocked at how firm he was. I wrapped my hand around it and squeezed a little as I moved my hand back and forth. James grunted and hunched over me.

"F-Fuck Riley." His voice pained.

I drew my hand back, I was worried. "Am I hurting you?"

The scoff obviously told me no and I pumped him again. His knees buckled and he pressed most of his body against me as he let out a few groans. "Fuck Riley. Keep going."

I moved my hand faster feeling him made my stomach coil. I sighed when I felt him grabbed my butt.

"Baby I'm going to-"

He didn't get to finish because I reached back and squeezed. I tried not to wrinkle my nose at the warm fluid that was now all over my hand.

"I want you so fucking bad." He groaned as he led me to our bed.

I felt my legs touch the edge of the back and he pushed me backwards and my head hit the pillows. I took the opportunity to wipe my hand clean. He was hovering over me and ran his fingertips up and down my thigh.

"Come on." I whined as he pulled away from our kiss. "James?"

"I don't want to take advantage of you, you're sad."

That was reasonable so I let my hand find him again and I squeezed. "My b-birthday."

He nodded in agreement and I kissed him before walking towards the bathroom to clean up. He smacked my butt as I passed and gave me a smirk.

I walked into the bathroom and stripped off my underwear and stepped into the warm shower spray. If being sad about Carlos meant this is how James made me feel better I definitely could get used to it.

AN: *blushes* So that escalated quickly, I just felt like Riley needs a distraction right now. I always wanted her and James to have a scene. Was it okay, believable? How was the rest of the chapter with the Carlos and Riley moments. Are you team Jiley or team Ciley? Loved it, hated it? Let me know and leave a review! Next chapter: Riley and Carlos have some moments and Carlos does something naughty ;) Review! PS: I HAVE A LOGAN STORY IN THE WORKS