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For What it's Worth

Chapter 20

Adam woke up the next morning and smiled when he remembered he was home. He rolled over, stretching his arm to wrap around Brett. He opened his eyes in surprise when she wasn't there. He sat up, listening for a sign of her. "Brett?" He called out, thinking maybe she was in the bathroom. He frowned when he heard a loud hum coming from downstairs. He climbed out of bed, making his way out of his room and down the stairs. The hum was now a loud roar as he walked into the living room and saw his wife vacuuming. "Brett?" He said again. She looked over and smiled as she turned the appliance off.

"Hey! You're up!" She said as she walked toward him, wrapping him in a hug, pressing a kiss to his lips. "I didn't wake you did I?" She asked as she pulled back.

"No," He answered. "Why are you vacuuming?" He asked curiously.

Brett chuckled a little and walked him over to where she abandoned her vacuum. "I had to clean up the glass," She said, pointing to where their coffee table once stood.

Adam nodded. "Oh, I forgot. Sorry, I know you liked that table."

Brett looked at him with a smile. "Are you kidding? You're apologizing for giving Dave the beating he deserved?"

Adam cringed. "Please, don't say his name." He then became serious as he caressed her cheek. "You ok?"

She nodded. "Fine,"

"You sure? If you need to talk, I'll listen." He said.

"Well thank you but there isn't really much to say. I'm fine, seriously." She said truthfully. It was in the past, it wasn't effecting her at all.

He nodded, taking her word for it. "Ok, how about you finish this up and I'll make some breakfast?" He suggested.

Brett nodded as she walked back over to the vacuum. "Sounds good," She said before turning back on the machine.

Dave gestured for the bartender to give him another drink as he slid his now empty pass with the seven other empty glasses he'd gone through. It wasn't even the middle of the day and he was already close to smashed. He couldn't get over what had gone down last night. He was so close. If only he knew Adam was going to be home.

He took a long sip of his fresh drink. He wouldn't give up. Just because Adam thought it was over didn't mean it was. Adam would have to go back on the road soon and Dave was going to be there . Hell, maybe he'd even try again sooner, while Adam was still home. Wouldn't that really piss him off, knowing Dave had gotten to Brett while he was home. Dave smiled evilly as he juggled ideas of what his next move was going to be.

Adam got up from the couch with a sigh. Brett was in the shower, getting ready for them to spend the rest of the day downtown together. He had been watching TV but the phone rang, interrupting him.

"Hello?" He answered as he walked into the kitchen to grab a snack.

It was silent on the other end for a couple seconds before someone spoke up. "Uh, Adam? It's Paula,"

Adam's eyebrows rose in surprise. Sure Brett told him that her parents had called, but hearing it with his own ears was a whole other thing. "Paula," He said, surprise clearly evident in his voice. "How are you?" He asked politely.

She chuckled. She really chuckled. Adam hadn't heard her laugh or seen her smile, for that matter, since Brett and him announced their engagement. "I know you're probably surprised to hear from me. Did Brett tell you that we'd been in contact?"

"Yeah, she mentioned it. But you know…this is the first time I've actually witnessed it," He said honestly.

"Yeah, I was surprised to hear you answer the phone. You get that time off Brett mentioned?"

Adam was still in shock. She was actually having a normal conversation with him. Without telling him to let her daughter go. And she actually sounded like she was enjoying talking to him. "Yeah, finally got word last week. I'm home until next Saturday."

"That's wonderful. Brett's really missed you," Paula said. Adam didn't say anything; what was he supposed to say? He knew how to handle her when she was hateful towards him but he had no idea how to react when she was friendly. Paula must have noticed his hesitation. "Adam…I know we haven't had the best relationship but…for Brett's sake, I'd like it if we could find some middle ground and get along."

Adam's eyes widened. "So you're going to stick around? This calling thing isn't just for a limited time?" He asked. He had to be sure. He didn't want Brett to get attached to them if they were just going to abandon her again in a few months.

Paula sighed again. "I'd like this to be permanent. I know you don't believe me but I've missed Brett. She's my only child. Looking back, I do feel bad about how we treated Brett…and you. But, you know, hindsight is twenty-twenty. We just wanted the best for Brett and we didn't think you were it, sorry." She added. "We thought she would come back to us but she didn't. I realize that having Brett as a daughter is more important to me than getting my way."

Adam nodded, taking this all in. "And Greg?"

She let out a strangled breath. "Well, he's another story. He's trying for Brett's sake but I think it's going to take a while for him to warm up to you."

Adam rolled his eyes. "I don't care if he likes me. As long as he doesn't let Brett down again, I'm happy."

"That's sweet," Paula said, and Adam was surprised to hear the genuineness in her words.

"So I'm assuming you want to talk to Brett?" He asked amicably as he walked toward the stairs.

"Yeah, is she in?" She asked happily.

"Yeah, just one second." He said as he opened their bedroom door. He knocked on the closed bathroom door. Brett opened the door with a smile. She was wearing a robe and had the blow dryer in her hand.

"Hey, I just need like a half hour." She said, thinking he was there to hurry her up.

He held up the know. "Your mom's on the phone." He said with a smile so she knew he too was trying to get along with her parents.

He couldn't help but notice her eyes light up. "Oh," She said and reached for the phone.

"Take your time. I think I'm going to go across the street, see if Jake wants to play some ball. I know you mentioned he wanted to hang out next time I was here." He said, pressing a kiss to her forehead as he walked back downstairs to give her some privacy with her mom.

A/N: So this story is going to start dwindling down, only a few more chapters. This chapter is kind of just a filler, sorry, more drama next chapter! Thanks for your wonderful reviews!!