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"I think the better question is, what have you been up to Christopher? And who is the practically undressed woman standing here?"

Mere moved so that she would be standing behind Chris, and he gently leaned forward and picked up his shirt, and handed it to Mere. Chris's mom watched their movements with great interest.

"Christopher I'm going to go wait in the dining room, for ya."

Chris watched his mother walk into the other room, leaving him alone with Mere.

"Babe I'm so sorry, I had no idea she was here, let alone in town even."

"It's ok Chris, I could tell you where shocked to see her standing there. I can honestly tell you, this is not at all the way I pictured meeting your mother. Wearing nothing but my pants and shoes, after just getting shot."

Chris pulled Mere into his arms, and kissed her head.

"I know sweetheart, but she's here now… "

Mere handed Chris back his shirt ( witch she had used to wrap around herself ) and he pulled it over his head. He then leaned down and picked up Mere's shirt and bra, and handed them to her.

"I'm going to go get changed in the bedroom, why don't you go talk to her. After I get changed I can come and join you."

"Ok..Kiss me for good luck.."

Mere laughed and kissed Chris on the lips and headed off towards their bedroom. Chris took a deep breath and walked towards his dining room. He had no idea what new kind of hell his mother was going to unleash upon him, but he was ready to face it head on. Chris sat down across from his mother and waited for her wrath.

" Bout time ya showed up Christopher…So tell me who is she and what's she is too you?"

"Her name is Meredith Brody-LaSalle, she's my wife…"

"I see, and when where ya going to tell me 'bout her?"

"We've had a lot going on lately.."

"That's no excuse, I raised you better than this. You're a southern man, raised on southern principles and southern pride. Ya know better than to pull crap like this, you're just like you're father, go around sleep'n with every little pretty thing that bat's an eye lash at ya. What 'bout Savannah, did she ever enter your mind?"

"What 'bout her momma? I ant with her, I'm with Mere, she's my wife, and your goanna treat her with respect."

"Like hell I am, what kind of woman marries a man without meeting and talk'n to his mother first? And what kinda son marries a woman without introducing her to his mother?"

Chris put his head down, tears started to fall. He rubbed his hand across his face..

"Momma ya don't understand, I almost lost her….I almost lost her and our children…I love her so much, I can't bear the thought of my life without them.."

Chris's mom watched her son rub the tears off his face.

"So she's not only my daughter in law, she's also mother to my grandchild? Is that what your say'n here Christopher? So am I to guess the pregnancy happened before the wedding?"

"Momma, I married Mere a few weeks ago, we didn't know then that she is pregnant. Jus found out a few days ago, after she had been shot and almost died.."

"I'm sorry she was shot, no one deserves that. But maybe that was a sign from God Christopher, that nothing good comes from a child being conceived out of wedlock."

"That's rich come'n from you, look at how dad treated ya…He cheated on ya all the time. And ya have the nerve to say that about my wife and children! Get the hell out of here, and don't come back, till ya can accept that jus maybe, I'm not the same kinda man as dad."

"Christopher James LaSalle, don't you ever talk to me that way again. I'm still your momma…"

"And I'm his wife, and I don't appreciate the way you're talking to my husband, the father of my children, the man that saved my life in more ways than one. You said you raised a southern man, well in fact you did. You raised a hell of a good man, an honest and loving man, and if you can't see that I suggest you leave, cause as far as I'm concerned, there is no better man than my husband."

Chris had been so busy fighting with his mom, that he never heard Mere come into the room. But now that she was there, he felt much better.

"Christopher, are you jus gonna let her talk to me in that way, I'm still your momma ?"

"Yes I am, cause right now I need ta look out for my family, and my family is right here beside me. So until ya can accept that, ya need to leave."

Chris took a long deep breath and lowered his head, Mere walked behind Chris and placed her hands on his shoulders. Chris's mom stood up and walked into the kitchen, to get her purse. She then walked back out into the dining room, and stopped beside Chris.

"I'm leave'n for now, but I'll be back later."

Chris looked up at his momma. "Bye momma.."

Mere watched as Chris's mom walked through their house towards the front door, she watched her open it and walk out. Slamming it shut behind her, the sound made Chris jump. Mere moved beside Chris, and picked up his hand lacing it with hers. Chris pulled Mere into his lap wrapping his arms around her waist. He looked up at her and smiled.

"I'm sorry ya had to hear all that, I thought she'd be more open 'bout everything.."

"You have nothing to be sorry for; you're a good man Chris LaSalle, and if your mother can't see that, it's her loss."

"You're a hell of a woman Merri Brody…"

"That's Merri Brody-LaSalle…"

"Your still my Brody…" Chris said with a smirk on his face… Chris rubbed his hand on Mere's abdomen.."Ive got everything I want right here in my arms."

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