Co-written by RatedrKjErIcHo.

The drive to Randy's parents' house was a little quiet the next evening. Neither Randy nor Alyssa had spoken about the dreams they'd had. Or the feelings they were beginning to feel for each other.

"What about the name Ayla?" He said out of the blue. She turned to look at him a little.

"What?"

"For the baby."

"I like it." He smiled as they pulled into his parents' driveway. "Now she just needs a middle name."

She smiled and nodded. He cut the car off and got out. He walked around and opened her door and helped her out.

"Well, let's do this." He smiled and took her hand. They walked to the door and knocked.

"Randy, Alyssa, I'm glad you came." Elaine said hugging them both. "How are you feeling dear? Everything okay with the baby?"

"Yes it is." Alyssa smiled. "We're certain it's a girl even though the doctor hasn't said so yet." She hadn't told Randy that Savannah told her it was a little girl.

"Any ideas for names for my grand baby?"

"We like Ayla. Ayla Claire." Alyssa said.

"That's beautiful." Elaine said. Nate walked in with a girl with him.

"Alyssa the beautiful! You look amazing. Is my brother treating you ok?" Alyssa smiled as he let her go from the hug he wrapped her in. She smiled.

"He's taking great care of me."

"He better be." Nate smiled.

"Dinner is ready." Elaine replied. Everyone headed to the dining room. Once everyone was seated and they started eating, Randy turned to his mom.

"So, why did you guys want us here for dinner?"

"We wanted to spend time with you and make sure you both were good. We worry Randy." Elaine replied.

"We're fine mom. Just taking it one day at a time." He said looking at Alyssa. The look wasn't unnoticed by Bob and Elaine. They had to smile. They could tell that they had feelings and not just because of the baby.

"I see I wasn't invited to dinner." They all heard from the door. They looked up to see Becky standing there.

Randy glared at his sister. "If you're here to cause trouble..."

"Relax you moron. I'm not here to cause trouble. I've given it some thought and I was...wrong. You're a big boy and you can make your own decisions. And I don't want to be shut out of the baby's life."

"I hope you mean that Becky." Elaine said to her daughter.

"I do. I want to put a part of my nephew or niece's life."

"Alright. Then join us." Bob said hoping she was being truthful.

Becky took a seat by Nate and they continued with dinner. Once it was done everyone headed into the living room.

"So, Randy, are you and Alyssa staying the night or heading home?"

"I figured we could go home. But it's up to Alyssa and how she feels."

"We could stay if you want." She said. "It would give me a chance to talk to your mom and Becky if she wanted." Randy smiled and nodded and looked at Becky.

"I would like that." Becky said.

"Then I guess we are staying." Randy replied.

"Great." Elaine replied. "I will make up the guest room for you guys."

"Mom, separate bedrooms might be better."

"Nonsense. You guys can share." She said walking away.

Randy turned to Alyssa. "I hope you're okay with this."

"Of course. Randy, I think we have shared a bed enough to be okay with it."

"Alright." He smiled at her.

"I'm going to talk to your mom and Becky. Why don't you go talk to Nate and your dad?" He nodded. She walked into the kitchen and Nate walked up beside him.

"You're in love with her."

"What?" Randy asked turning to face his brother.

"I can see it. You're in love with her."

"I'm not." Randy said walking outside.

"I know you are." Nate said following him. "Randy, its okay to love her. She's having your baby and you have been spending time together. Savannah would want you to be happy."

Randy sighed as he sat down. "I had a weird dream last night."

"Okay." Nate said sitting down. "Tell me."

"It was about Mike. He was telling me it was okay for me to love her and be with her. That he wanted her to be happy. That he was glad I was giving her the things he never had a chance too."

"Well there you go."

"I don't want to hurt her. I ruined my marriage to Savannah and then she died before I could make it right."

"Randy, you weren't the only one in your marriage. Savannah wasn't the best wife. You said it yourself. She was thinking about another man. Besides, she would want you to be happy and I can tell you're happy with Alyssa."

"I...just can't. What if I'm wrong? What if this is all because of the baby?"

"Dude, your emotions are running deeper than that. You love Alyssa the person. Not just Alyssa the mother of your child. She's an awesome person and you deserve to be happy and so does she."

Randy thought about Nate's words. "I just need time to think about things."

"Then you should take it but Randy, you do love her and the faster you realize that, the happier you will be." Nate walked away leaving Randy there.

"He's right son." Bob said walked up. "You do love her. We can all see that. Yes it might have started because she is the mother of your child but over that time, she helped you heal from Savannah and you helped her healed. And in that process, you fell in love. It happens and no one begrudges you that."

"I hear what you all are saying. I just need time to work this out. I don't want to hurt her. She had enough of that." He hugged his dad and headed upstairs.

Becky looked at Alyssa as she sat in the bar in the kitchen. She'd seen the look Randy and Alyssa had exchanged at the dinner table. It was one thing for them to have made a mistake while they were grieving. It was another thing all together if they were in love. "How long have you been in love with him?" She asked causing Alyssa and Elaine to look at her.

"What?"

"How long have you been in love with Randy? It's easy to see that you do." Becky said.

"I...I don't know what..."

"Cut the crap. You do know what I'm talking about. You're in love with him." She said. "So did this start while Savannah and Mike were alive or did it just...?"

"I never would have cheated on Mike. I love him with everything I am. And a part of me always will. So don't go throwing that out there. Randy was trying to fix things with Savannah when she died. He was stronger than she was. She was the only woman he saw. So there's that too. You know, this makes me wonder if you're always going to be a nasty bitch to me. And if that's the case, I'm done trying to be nice." Alyssa said as she got up and walked toward the back stairs.

"Alright, alright. I'm sorry. It was a test to see how you really felt about him. You passed. You do love him. And you know something, he loves you too. I've kind of suspected it all along. He never would have went off if someone had talked about Savannah the way I did you the first time. She didn't need his protection. Not like you do. I really do want good things for him. And for you and my niece."

"I'm going to bed." Alyssa said before saying more. She wasn't sure what to say. Was she in love with Randy? Everyone seemed to think so including Savannah in her dream. She thought as she walked to the room she and Randy were sharing. She walked in and saw that he was already in bed. She walked to the bathroom and changed into something to sleep in. She headed into the bedroom and lay down. She felt Randy shift and wrap his arms around her.

"Are you okay?" He asked her softly.

She turned to face him. She looked into his eyes and realized what everyone already knew. She did love him. "I'm fine. Just tired." She smiled.

"Well goodnight."

"Goodnight." She said as she snuggled up against him and drifted off to sleep.

He sighed as he laid there with her in his arms. Maybe they were all right. Maybe he was in love with her. He ran his fingers through her hair and started to drift off himself.

Barbara Mizanin walked out into the garage to go through the boxes of Mike's stuff. She looked through the pictures of him and Alyssa and rolled her eyes. She'd be sure to burn those later. She picked up another stack and found a calendar in Alyssa's hand writing. She looked at it and noticed that Alyssa and Mike had been together the morning he died. She sat there for a minute and added it up. There was a chance. A chance that even though Alyssa had whored around, a part of Mike still lived on in the baby. She walked back into the house and called her attorney.

"Mrs. Mizanin, what can I do for you?"

"I need you to help me get a paternity test ordered on my son's widow's baby. There's a chance it could be his."

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