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"Excuse me," she said rushing into the apartment.
Maxie was completely stunned; who in the world did this woman think she was? "I'm sorry, is there some reason you're rushing into my apartment," she asked with an odd smirk on her face. "Am I supposed to know you?"
"Damian. Damian Spinelli. I know you are in here. Get out here now."
"Boisterious Blonde One," he hollered from his office, "I'm on the phone can you keep down the racket?"
"Honey, I think you need to come in here. You have a visitor."
"Can you please send them away for a more superior time? This phone call is most important, it's for a case I've been working on."
"Spin," she hollered back, "this lady is completely ignoring me, she only wants to speak to you. Please can you come down here and deal with it?"
"Damian Millhouse Spinelli, I want to see you in front of me in five seconds. 5…4…3…2…don't make me say one, 1!"
"Granny," he said scared rushing out of the office, hugging her. "What are you doing here," he sheepishly laughed.
"You know good and well why I am here young man."
"Can someone please tell me what's going on?"
"I'll tell you what's going on young lady."
"Granny please calm down."
"I am as calm as I can be when I get a letter from my grandson, whom I haven't heard from in years mind you, saying he's married and his wife is expecting."
"Damian, you said you talked to her."
"I haven't talked to him since he showed up in Oakfield with that other blonde girl who pretended to be pregnant with his child. Then I get this letter last week and had to come see in the world was going on."
"Who pretended to be pregnant with your kid?" He looked at her giving her a you know who look. "Lulu! When did this happen?"
"It's really a funny story."
"It doesn't sound very funny."
"I promise I you will be privied to all the details at a more appropriate time. Right now I believe this is a more pressing issue," he said nodding in his grandmother's direction.
"Fine, but this certainly isn't the end of this, by the way I'm Maxie; the wife, the one who's 'expecting'," she said holding out her hand, "you must be my husband's grandmother."
"That I am, now do you mind giving my grandson and I some privacy? I think I need to talk some since into him."
"Listen lady."
"Maxie," he warned.
"I'm sorry," she stated taking a deep breath. "I will give the two of you some privacy; but only because this baby is squishing my bladder and I really have to go pee. Continue your conversation, but I will be back," she huffed as she walked away.
Once she was out of ear shot the older lady began to speak again, "I'm sure you married her because of that baby, are you even sure it's yours? Are you even sure she's pregnant?"
"Yes, I am sure she's pregnant! And I didn't marry her because of the baby. I married her because I am in love with her. We didn't even know about the baby at the time. And said child is without a doubt mine."
"So you've done a paternity test then?"
"No need," he bluntly stated, she raised an eyebrow. "We've been together for over two years now, and we've known each other longer than that, I don't need any test to tell me that the baby is mine."
"Get one anyway, I don't like the way she looks. She looks less believable then that other blonde girl."
"That's my wife you are talking about."
"I doubt it will last! What have you gotten yourself into since you left Oakfield? Are you still caught up in whatever crazy hair brained scheme you were the last time I heard from you?"
"No I am not still involved in the mob anymore if that's what you are asking? Well not really anyway."
"The mob."
"Yes he used to be tech support for the Corinthos organization, now he is almost strictly a private investigator!"
"I didn't ask you. This isn't any of your business."
"Spinelli's business is my business!"
"Not if I have anything to say about it."
"What the hell!"
"Is that appropriate language for someone who is expecting to be using?"
"Ladies please."
"Look granny," she said flippantly, "I'm sure my husband told you that I did not inform him about this baby as soon as I found out."
"Hmmm, Maxie, you really do not need to continue."
"No, I really think that it's necessary that I do. She's never going to accept me; or us otherwise. Anyway, I found out about this baby before we got married and I kept it from him, even after he proposed. I didn't want him to feel trapped, but I can tell that's exactly what I you think I did."
"You hid this from him?"
She glanced at her husband confused, "he didn't tell you?!"
"I tried stopping you," he smirked.
"I just assumed you had already told her. I know how you like being honest."
"Enough; back to you keeping this to yourself young lady. This is just more reason for me to think she's up to something."
"I'm not up to anything! I love your grandson, I have for a very long time now. He's the best thing that ever happened to me! We're married. I am having a baby, his baby! And you are most definitely going to have to deal with it. Period end of sentence!"
"The nerve! Damian you really need to keep this girl in check."
"What? Granny, I agree with her. This is my life, not yours, you can't police what I do anymore. Why do you think I haven't been in contact with you for so long?"
"You cannot speak like this to me."
"I am a grown man."
"And you need to respect your elders!"
"Show him some and I'm sure he would be happy to show you some."
"Look I just wanted you to know I was married and that you would be a great grandmother. I never expected you to come all the way to Port Charles and accuse me of being stupid, or my wife of being anything she isn't. If you can't accept us and our child, then I would appreciate it if you returned to Oakfield and stayed out of my life."
