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A rented family

Epilogue

Tris P.O.V

It has been six months since Eric had kidnapped Ethan. It was a emotionally and physically draining. We spent what felt like days but really a matter of hours at the emergency room. After countless of meltdowns and tests, the Doctor finally released Ethan. I was beyond relief to hear that what Eric gave Ethan to make him sleep... Had no effect on him. Other than the many meltdowns Ethan experienced. He was disoriented, waking up with so many people he didn't know poking and touching him. Of course the medical equipment that were present didn't help him at all.

When that little boy opened his eyes in the ambulance, I could see in his eyes he didn't understand what was happening. He had two different EMTS touching him and checking vitals and trying to place a IV in him. He freaked out. Started to claw at the EMTS, and roared angrily at them. He didn't understand, all he knew was that he didn't want them touching him. They threatened to restrain him if he didn't calm down. I refused for them to do such a thing. My son is special needs and needed a minute to adjust and calm down. He didn't need to be restrained.

Luckily the nurse at the E.R understood much better. The moment Ethan was wheeled into the room, she said that she would give us a few minutes to settle down before she asked questions and checked for vitals. I was thankful for that. Than Tobias came into the room, and without one word he mimicked my motions to Ethan and I from the other side of the bed. I could physically feel myself relax. Some how we all got through it all. We were alive and safe.

After a few minutes of just being embraced in silence. Tobias was the first one to speak up. "Tris?" I lifted my head from Ethan's shoulder, glancing up at Tobias.

I silently asked him "What is it?"

"I don't want to wait any longer to be married. I want you and I want Ethan forever and always. Would you marry me this weekend?" He asked. At first I didn't know what to say. I know we were moving fast. Technically we haven't even been together a week. But it didn't feel that way to us. To us we felt like this was a step long over due. We knew what we wanted...

"Yes. Tobias I would love to marry you." I smiled and caressed his right cheek with my hand. "I love you."

"I love you too." Than he looked down at the sudden calmed, Ethan. "I love you too kiddo."

Of course things got little awkward when Tobias had realized that he had slept once with the Doctor that was treating Ethan. We couldn't get out of there fast enough. I couldn't stop the feeling that while my son was having his mental breakdowns and being tortured.. His doctor was standing there eye fucking my Fiance.

We were married three days later, on a Sunday. Tobias and I took Friday off to go down and file for a marriage license. While we were there we also filed for the proceedings to strip Eric of his parental rights to Ethan.

Since we both agreed not to make such a big deal about the wedding... we agreed to keep it small. We just wanted it to be us three. After all that's all that mattered in the end of the day. Tobias had found a licensed Ordained Minister online who was available and agreed to marry us. It was all very easy, we met him in Lurie Gardens. Found a nice shaded spot and said our vows. I loved that Tobias insisted on including Ethan in our vows. He presented Ethan with a special brooded pocket watch, on the front was branded a TREX, on the inside it said Ethan's future name "Ethan Ryan Eaton, roaring through time."

Afterwords we agreed to having lunch with Zeke and Shauna at a local restaurant called the Purple Pig. It was the best day of my life... I couldn't imagine how it could get any better.

That night when Ethan was finally asleep. Tobias and I finally made love for the first time. I loved the way he took his time with me. He was slow and sensual when I needed him to be. Making sure I was ok, and not hurting. I have to say... he is a pretty big boy. Nothing to what I encountered with Eric. His stamina in bed is off the charts. We barely slept that night. There was no rush that night, we explored each other bodies thoroughly. I never knew something like that existed. After that night our first night together it was insane. It became as if we were living separate lives. Parents and responsible adults during the day, sex addicts by night. The moment Ethan's eyes would close, our bedroom door would automatically lock. Cloths would be ripped off of each other's bodies. We couldn't get enough of each other. To be honest still can't. I can't imagine a day when I won't crave for Tobias' body to be with me, inside me.

I have continued working at D.A.A with Tobias. Even thought Tobias offered for me to stay at home, or even go back to school. I decided to stay working beside him. I loved being able to be near him and still work. Not to mention those special long lunches we took.

The week followed after our wedding we continued our proceedings to have Eric's rights stripped and the process for Tobias to adopt Ethan. At first Eric refused to sign his rights off. It forced us to have to stand before a judge and have them make the rightful decision. The process was long and frustrating. But in the end the Judge ruled in what was best for Ethan was for Tobias to adopt him and Eric to be stripped of his rights.

As for Eric, he was charged with several counts of child endangerment, child kidnapping, assault, and use of a deadly weapon. Eric pleaded guilty for a lesser punishment of twenty years instead of life.

I still keep in touch in Lauren. I am pleased that she finally sought out counseling for her and her daughter. She divorced Eric two weeks ago. Her and I have been talking about having the kids get together a couple times a year. After all they are siblings and should at least get to know each other. The last time I spoke to her though, she did mention she might think about moving to Chicago, so Kelly could be closer to her brother. But nothing is set in stone yet.

Shauna and Zeke finally set a date to get married. We will be attending their wedding come Valentines day. Shauna finally threatened him to set the date, seeing that had been engaged long enough. I can't blame her.

Life can't get any sweeter, I have a wonderful husband and wonderful healthy son. What more could I ask for?

Two years later

Tobias P.O.V

It's not surprise to many that I never believed in love or marriage for that matter. The way I was raised had shown me that love just opens door so those can hurt you.

I know at some point my mother did love and cherish my father. Just like at some point he loved and cherished my mother. Even though that love made me, that love also created hate and rage. I witness so many horrifying things, things I would never want to put anyone through. Those events made me cold hearten and build walls to block me from getting hurt and hurting others. After all you cant get hurt if you never allowed them in. But Tris wouldn't have that... she saw those walls as kicked them down. I know I would never do anything to hurt her or our family. Not like what I witnessed with the family that I was born into. So I had to take a chance on love, on her. I want to love and cherish her. I wanted to fill our house with the love that we made together.

I remember like it was yesterday... We had been married for seven months, we were happy. Suddenly Tris wasn't feeling well. I was instantly worried, the thought that something serious could be wrong with her. That I might loose her. Tris thought I was paranoid, over reacting. But she refused to go to the doctors. I sent her home, told her I would pick up Ethan on my way home. I wanted her to go to bed and rest. But when I got home, she was no where to be found. She wasn't on the couch, or on our bed. I started to panic. Where could she have gone? I finally found her puking her guts out in the master bathroom.

"That's it. I'm taking you to the hospital to get checked out." I had demanded her. There was no way she was going to change my mind. I knew something wasn't right. She was just trying to down play it. After all she is my stubborn wife, always takes care of everyone else needs and forgets her own.

"Tobias... I'm ok. Really. I don't need to go to the hospital." She said but she was so weak, she could barely left her head.

"That's b.s. And you know it. You can barely move. Something is wrong, Tris. I'm taking you to the hospital rather you like it or not." I had said. There was no way I was backing down. I turned to get her a change of clean cloths. While I was at it, I thought about calling Shauna, asking her to come over and watch Ethan. I didn't want to add the sight his mother in the care of Doctors to his anxiety.

"Tobias, what are you doing?" Tris asked as she came shuffling out of the bathroom making her way to the bed. She looked so pale, the sight of her just added more concern to pile. At that point I didnt care if I had to throw her on my back... She was going to the hospital.

"Calling Shauna, have her come over and sit with Ethan while I take you to the hospital. Here put these on." I was no longer asking. I was demanding.

"Tobias, stop. Put the phone down. I don't need to go to the hospital." She lets out a long sigh. "I already knows whats wrong with me." She says looking down at her hands that is sitting on her lap. She has one leg under her, while the other leg hung off the bed. Even sick, and in PJS, with her hair in a messy bun.. She took my breath away. Wait! Did she said she knew what was wrong with her and she didn't tell me. She let me worry, when she knew. Was it that serious that she didn't tell me?

"What? You know whats causing this and you didn't tell me?" I moved taking a seat next to her, holding both her hands between my own. " Love, whats going on?" I asked, I remember feeling so desperate to know, and how to fix it. What if I couldn't?

"I didn't know how to tell you." She began, she still couldn't look at me. I lifted her chin with a finger waiting for her to look at me and continue. "I'm... I'm pregnant, Tobias."

"What?"

So many thoughts ran through my head at once. The possibilities that my head might explode did occur to me. Pregnant. My wife, carrying my child. Our child. A new life that we created together, form the love we shared together.

Thoughts about Plan B and how I use to keep them under the sink in case condoms broke.. and how I throw all them away when I moved in with Tris and Ethan. Thoughts about the first time Tris and I made love with no protection. We were both little drunk, but the next morning no regrets. We were married after all. After that we didn't bother worrying about protection. I loved the thought of being inside her, no barrier between us. It was something new for me, I always wore condoms. It only made my cravings for her that much greater.

Pregnant? Why didn't she tell me? Did she not want the baby? Was she scared to tell me? How I would react to the news?

"Love, why didn't you tell me?" I asked her.

"Because I... was scared." She admitted to me through sobs. She feared my reaction, the first two pregnancies she announced didn't turn out well. She knew I don't do kids, but I do Ethan. What if I couldn't do this baby? I had to explain to Tris, that I do Ethan because I love him. I love his mother. She is apart of him, there fore I love him. Just like she will be apart of this baby, and I would love him or her.

I did have my reservations about being a dad again. I wasn't around when Ethan was a baby, I had never had any experience with them. What if I did something wrong? What do they eat? How do I hold it? But Tris eased those reservation, just like I eased hers. We both agreed to work together as a team and always talk things out.

"Love, I'm home." I say. As I close the door behind me. I flip both locks on the door and place my bag in the floor. After we had Abby, Tris decided she wanted to stay home and care for the kids. She too wanted to experience things that she felt robbed when she had Ethan. She was a single mom trying to make ends meet. She missed so much. I didn't really care, I just wanted her and the kids to be happy and safe. If that meant her home with the kids or at work, it didn't matter.

When Abby was about six months old, we made the choice to move our family out to the suburbs instead of remaining in the heart of the city. We needed more room for our growing family. We bought a two story home with a picket fence. Zeke teased me for a long time, that I the never marring, never have kids type... Finally settled down and is living the American dream. The house, with a minivan in the driveway, my Volvo in the garage, two kids at home and a wife. I didn't care... For the first time in my life, I was more than happy and in love with my life.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Ethan says cheerfully. His arms are held open as he runs up to me for a hug.

"Hey, Buddy. You being a good boy today? Hows was school?" I ask encircling him in my arms, rocking us side to side motion.

"Good." He reply.

"Dadda! Dadda!" I look up and see a beautiful little girl, toddling her way to me. Her hair is blond and long, eyes are blueish-gray... Just like her mother. The rest is all me.

I lift the little girl in my arms, supporting her body on my right hip. While wrapping my other arm around Ethan. I begin to guide them farther into the house. "Where's Mommy? Huh?" I ask. But I already know. I can smell the different flavors coming from the kitchen. The little girl wiggles her way out of my arms, and runs off with Ethan at tow, stomping like a TREX.

When I turn the corner, I see her. Tris is standing at the stove. Her back is to me, but I know she knows I'm home. I close the gap that is between us and wrap my arms around her waist from the back. Letting my hands rest on her swollen pregnant belly. I bend down planting kisses her neck and inhaling her scent.

"I missed you today." I say softly to her.

"I miss you too, Honey. How was your day?" She says while slowly turning herself in my arms. When we are face to face I once again bend over, this time claiming her lips with my own.

"I hope you are not feeling too tired. I plan on locking our bedroom door tonight." I say staring into her eyes. I want to tell her how badly I want her right this minute. How I wish and long to always be inside her.

"Is that a promise?" She says adjust her arms to be closer to me.

"Always." I commit. I reclaim her lips with my own. "How's my baby boy today?" I ask her as my right hand rubs her swollen stomach.

"Mmm he is full of energy, keeps kicking my bladder." She says with a wide smile. I can feel what she means. I can feel small movements coming from the baby against my own body. Something about Tris being pregnant, this miracle inside her.

"I love you so much, Tris." I tell her.

"I love you too, Tobias." She says with love in her eyes.

"Thank you."

"For what baby?" She asks.

"For showing me what love truly means. For giving me the chance of a family, I never thought I wanted or needed. Thank you for loving me."

Sometimes in life, you have to be brave and open your eyes and sometimes your heart.

The end!