Ch 10

A.N- Hey guys, I know it's been a while, but I wanted you to know that I haven't given up on this yet. I've just had a little trouble formulating what I wanted to happen. So just to prove that I'm still going on this I'm giving you yet another small chapter.

With a shaky hand Donna took the picture from Kat. Tracing a finger over the picture a small smile appeared on her lips and a tear rolled down her cheek. "He looks so much like Brian. I would know that face anywhere."

Kat broke out into a huge smile, "Would you like to see your son?"

"I thought you'd never ask." Donna beamed, standing and following Kat and Eli to the door.

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Back in DC Gillian and Cal had just pulled into his driveway. The entire drive Pete had been completely silent. So much so that Cal had to look back a few times to tell himself that the boy was still there. Pete was perfectly content to simply watch the buildings fly past his window as he listened to Gillian and Cal's light banter about the radio.

Walking through the door Cal was surprised to hear no sounds coming from inside the house.

"Shouldn't Emily be home?" Gillian asked, obviously curious about the lack of noise as well.

"In here." Came a voice from the kitchen.

Rounding the doorway Cal sniffed in mock disgust taking in the sight of his daughter. She was perched on the counter with a cup of chocolate pudding in one hand, the spoon sticking out of her mouth, and a trashy romance novel open in the other. Gillian laughed following him into the room with Pete trailing behind her.

Cal turned to Gillian, "See what you've done to her. A bad influence you've been."

"Can I help it if my bad habits rub off on her?"

"'Course you can Love. You stop doing it, she stops doing it. Easy as that." Cal said walking over to Emily, taking the spoon from her mouth.

"Sorry Dad I'm afraid it's too late for that. I'm already hooked." Emily said closing the book, noticing Pete for the first time, "Who's your friend?"

"Oh sorry about that Love, guess I should make some introductions. Emily this here's Pete. Pete this is my daughter Emily."

She stuck out her hand to shake his, "Nice to meet you Pete."

Blushing he mumbled a hello looking at his feet.

"Are you hungry?" she asked jumping down from the counter.

He shrugged looking back up at her.

"Come on." She said taking his hand and leading him to the refrigerator. "You and I can make dinner and let my dad and Gillian relax for a little while.

"Ok." He said brightly. Not noticing or caring as Gillian and Cal slipped out of the room.

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A little while later they were all seated at the kitchen table, munching happily. Conversation was light between them. Pete hadn't said much during dinner, he seemed to be watching the trio as they talked and ate. He suddenly looked at Emily quizzically, "Emily, why do you call your mom Gillian instead of Mom?"

Emily smiled, "Because she's not my mom. She's my dad's fiancé."

He looked at Cal, now even more confused, "What's a fiancé?"

Cal chuckled, "It means that I asked her to marry me and she said yes, but we aren't married yet."

"Oh." Pete said, choosing to remain silent for a few minutes, seemingly thinking the situation over. Suddenly he looked up from his plate at Gillian, "Do you love him?"

Gillian smiled, "Yes, I love him very much."

"Then why aren't you married?" He asked, in true kid fashion.

"Because we just told each other very recently that we both love each other. We wanted to wait for a little while before we got married."

"But if you love each other, shouldn't you be married?"

"It doesn't always work like that." Cal intercepted.

Pete stayed quiet for another moment. Looking back at Cal he asked, "When are you getting married?"

"In a few weeks."

"Can I come?" Pete asked enthusiastically.

"Sure, we'd love to have you there." Gillian smiled at the way his eyes lit up.

Content, Pete remained silent for the remainder of the meal, with a smile permanently on his face.

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