Chapter Fourteen

The next day, Ian was released from the hospital. Bobby and Alex brought him home. Once he was settled, Bobby and Alex sat in the living room talking and watching their son display some of Bobby's curiosity with books that was beyond his age.

"It's funny." Bobby scoffed, smiling.

"What is?" Alex turned to look at him. His eyes settled on hers. The connection was rekindled as they caressed each other's hands.

"That our lives have come to this point. I mean, I never imagined myself getting married and having children. I figured I was a confirmed bachelor. Then, seeing the two of you back in Georgia…That's the first time that I felt whole like I belonged to someone and someone who loved me unconditionally." Bobby paused. Too many thoughts wanted to be let out. He had to control himself.

Alex's heart fell. She never realized the full extent of how her husband really felt about the world. Sure, she knew he had had trouble trusting people and living in the world with the background of abuse and neglect; but it never fully sunk in until now. "Bobby, you know Ian and I love you. I honestly don't think I could have been as good of a parent as you have obviously been. You amaze me by how well you just naturally slipped into parenthood."

As ironic as it sounded, Bobby smiled. His life was whole, and he wanted nothing more than to destroy the people who was keeping his wife away from the family.

Silence filled the room for a few minutes as they watched Ian move onto his toys. Bobby let go of Alex's hand to scratch the back of his neck. "There's something you need to know."

Alex turned to him, waiting him to continue.

"I told Ross the complete truth." Bobby looked away.

Alex's face turned pale. "Oh my God…what did he say?"

"He was pissed at first, but once I explained he relaxed. Then…" he trailed, looking into her eyes briefly before smiling. "Then, he asked for pictures. It was strange."

Alex smiled at the irony of it. She could only picture the two of them having a civil conversation. "Wow! That's…"

"Yeah, I know. No one besides him and your parents know." Bobby sat back, pulling his wife closer to him.

"So have you told Mike or Nola about us and Ian?"

"Not yet. It's been hectic. I only told Ross because the guy cornered me." Bobby smirked.

Ian, who mumbled incoherent words as he toddled over to his parents, interrupted them. He plunged into his daddy's lap.

"Are you tired already, squirt?" Bobby questioned as he lifted the little guy, setting him in between them.

Alex caressed Ian's head. His hair was thick and curly like his daddy's. His skin tone and nose matched hers. Everything else was pretty much his father. "He's not quiet up to par, wouldn't you say?"

Bobby shook his head. They were taken by surprised when Ian pushed his father away and climbed into his mother's arms. He momentarily felt abandoned, but he brushed that fear away, knowing that Alex could only give him what Ian felt he needed.

Alex soothed him and rocked back and forth as she held onto him. She wouldn't get much time to spend with them because her plane was due in two days. Then, it was back to pretending to be someone else. A movement on the sofa told her that her husband had moved.

"Where are you going?"

"To get Ian some milk." He stood at his full height, walking away from them. Moments later, she heard the rustling of cabinet doors opening and shutting, then the fridge opening and shutting.

"I'm going to have to go back in two days. Any updates that you know of with getting me out of WPP?" Alex gladly took the sippy cup and gave it to Ian, who then stuck it in his mouth.

"Not really. Mike and Nola have a high profile case that, apparently the chief of detectives thinks, takes precedent over the mob case. Unfortunately, none of us has been successful at making the mob case top priority. So I have taken upon myself to work alone on it. Ross and the squad have supported me." With the frown Alex gave him, he rubbed her shoulder. "Don't worry. I won't get in trouble and we'll get you home as soon as possible."

"Okay," she was frustrated. Dumbass chief of detectives wouldn't know where his head from his ass was without them being connected in the appropriate places. She honest to God wished she could just tell him what was on her mind and slap him around to get her point across. She knew she wouldn't, though.

Silence soon took the room hostage as Bobby grabbed the remote to turn on some toons for Ian. Apparently, Ian being sick had wiped out some of the little guy's energy out. Soon, Ian was fast asleep. The Gorens walked quietly to Ian's room and put him in the crib. Both watched him for a few minutes before leaving him to his dreams. They decided that a nap would be nice, so they went to Bobby's room and got all comfortable before sleeping as well.

A/N: Please forgive me for being so long. I've been busy with homework and college life. I also apologize for any mistakes in the previous chapters. I began this before knowing all the details of Alex and Bobby's lives, and I'm still catching up. LOL! Please continue reading and reviewing! I appreciate! Thanks to all those who have reviewed and given me ideas!