A\N: My apologizes for not updating in awhile, I had a little writers block and have been busy with school work. I am not feeling the greatest today but wanted to finish this chapter and post it. Again I don't speak Spanish so I'm sorry if any of it is wrong. My goal of this chapter was trying to show more of Gabby's family and how Matt's still trying to fit it,

Mi Familia

Although early in the morning the sun was already beating down on the city of Barcelona. Now regretting his decision to go for a job along the Mediterranean Sea Matthew Casey dipped his fingers into the cold water and splashed some onto his face.

"Hey slowpoke!" Gabriella Dawson-Casey stood less then a mile in front of her husband. "Told ya you should have stayed home!" She stuck her tongue out before turning around and running again, "See you in six hours!" She called over her shoulder.

Gabby's tormenting however playful set Matt into overdrive and he sped up his speed in order to try and catch up to her.

"Gab's!" Matt was now less then twenty feet away, "Whose the slowpoke now?"

"What did you do put on your super shoes or something?" Gabby walked towards him.

"Nope," Matt ducked his head down to kiss her on the lips.

"Matt I'm all sweaty," Gabby took deep breaths.

"I know," Matt grinned wrapping his arms around her his hands resting on her ass. "You look good in these?"

"Uh-huh," Gabby rolled her eyes as Matt admired her running shorts and tank top, "There meant for running you know."

Matt kissed her nose, "Okay sweetie."

"You gonna keep up now?" She grinned, "After all you did put on your super shoes right?"

"Yeah, yeah I'll catch up," Matt watched as Gabby took off running along the beach.

"Good morning," Carlotta greeted as Gabby and Matt walked into the kitchen around half an hour later, "How was the run?" She took a sip of tea before feeding Garcia another spoonful of yogurt.

"Good," Gabby poured herself some tea and watched Carlotta feed five-month-old Garcia. "She seems to like the yogurt."

"She's being good today," Carlotta, admitted, "This is only her second week on solid food. Usually she's fussy."

"Well I'm very proud of you for being a good eater for Mommy," Gabby kissed the infants head.

"Gaaa!" Garcia squealed with happiness.

"Gabby!" Six-year-old Evelyn came running into the apartment ahead of her mother and younger sister. "Gran abuela y el abuelo Gran celebra su fiesta el sábado por ti y Matt!" The six year old bounced with excitement.

"What about Gabby and I?" Matt who had only just walked into the kitchen sat beside Gabby.

"Abuela and Abuelo have party," Evelyn told Matt in English.

"My grandparents are having a party on Saturday night for us before we leave on Monday," Gabby filled Matt in completely.

"Ah," Matt nodded his head as he swallowed his water in one gulp.

"Augusto!" Gabby spotted Carlotta's older brother coming down the hall and engulfed him in a hug, "How are you?"

"Good," Augusto kissed her cheek, "I'm sorry I couldn't make it to your wedding, I tried but I couldn't get time off work. You must be Matt," He extended his hand as he picked up Evelyn.

Matt shook his hand, "Yeah."

"Augusto works for the Spanish government he was in Dublin for six weeks. His family lives in Madrid but they spend a lot of time here." Gabby explained to Matt.

"Yeah Evelyn picked up more English during her two weeks in the States then she ever did with me teaching her," Augusto commented.

"Papa Violet and Maria teached me." Evelyn spoke proudly.

"Yeah how is Antonio by the way? We should really come and visit soon, I'll try and get some time around Christmas."

"Antonio's doing fine," Gabby stood up, "He asked me to give you something I'll be right back."

"Matt, mind if we have a word outside?" Augusto nodded to the medium sized balcony that looked towards the Mediterranean.

"Sure," Matt nodded his head; Augusto and Antonio were only a year apart and according to Gabby were as close as she and Carlotta were. That being said matt had expected this conversation to take place the minute he found out that Augusto could not attend their wedding.

"So," Augusto closed patio door and turned around leaning his forearms against the railing, "When we were kids Antonio, Carlotta and I we used to spend our summers together. And Gabby, as much as I love her she can get in over her heads sometimes, actually a lot of the times. Antonio and I we used to bug her, we'd say 'Don't go all Gabby on this'. " Augusto took a deep breath before finally looking Matt in the eyes, "I know she can take care of herself but look out for her alright, don't let her get to worked up over things she can't fix."

"Yo," Gabby opened the door and threw Augusto a package, "What did you tell him?" She eyed her cousin.

"That's between us," Augusto, who bore a striking resemblance to Antonio pecked Gabby on the cheek before walking back into his younger sisters apartment.

"Don't go all Gabby," Matt chuckled as he kissed Gabby on the lips, "I didn't know about that.

"He told you about that?" Gabby's face flushed with embarrassment.

"I think it's cute."

"No it's annoying. I hate it when Antonio and Augusto say that." Gabby cringed.

"So," Matt changed the subject, "What does Augusto do for the government?"

"He's an interrupter for the United Nations, so he's in New York a few times a year but he hardly has any time off."

"Why don't we go for a walk in the park just the two of us?" Gabby asked breaking the momentary silence between them.

"I'd love that," Matt led her back into the apartment.

"I know my family can be a bit overwhelming sometimes," Gabby spoke as she and Matt walked though Barcelona's busiest park.

"No, no it's fine," Matt squeezed Gabby's hand affectionately, "You light up when you're around them."

"Yeah but you're my husband," Gabby countered.

Matt stopped walking suddenly and turned to look at her, "I'm never going to get tired of hearing you say that."

"I'm never going to get tired of saying it." Gabby kissed him."But serously Matt if it ever gets to much for you just let me know."

Saturday came fast and between the wedding and the two weeks in Barcelona Matt had already met all of Gabby's twenty, first cousins. The majority of them were male. Including Gabriela and Antonio there were sixteen boys and only four girls.

In the generation that included Antonio's four children, there were forty children (and counting) twenty-five boys and fifteen girls.

At the party at Gabriela's grandparents house on Saturday night there were over one hundred people and the majority of them weren't English speaking.

"Matt te ves como un fantasma," Francesco, the youngest of Gabby's cousin at only nineteen joked as he joined his older brothers, Gerard, Jordi who were sitting at the pool side talking to Matt and Augusto while watching children swim in the pool.

"Callar," Twenty four year old Gerard punched his brother in the shoulder, "¿Se te ha ocurrido pensar que Matt en realidad podría saber lo que acabas de decir?"

"No," Francesco shook his head.

"I think I'm going to go and find Gabby," Matt stood up rather uncomfortably before Augusto could translate yet another conversation for him.

Walking away Matt ignored the calls from Augusto telling him to come back. He hated it, he hated feeling useless and helpless always relaying on someone else to translate for him.

"Hey," Gabby spotted him as he walked into the living room where she was talking with Carlotta, "I booked us to stay at a hotel for the next two nights wanna go there now. We can go back to Carlotta's and get our things; she wants to get the baby home anyways.

Matt nodded his head. "I'd like that." He took her hand.

TBC

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