Well hell, would ya look at that...I've written the next chapter to this story...-_-''' it on'y took me forever to figure out how I wanted this one to go. *sighs* Anyways, here it is finally. I know it's probably not the best or what you were expecting, but damn it i'm just happy to be back to writing and hopefully, no promises, i'll get the next one out sooner then i got this one out. Again I'm seriously sorry about the wait guys. I've been dealing with a lot of shit lately. For those of you who read my George Weasley Fic, then you know that my dad had brain surgery for his tumors. Well he just recently passed in January. So Ive been dealing with that. Also, I've been doing a ton of RPing on Renji and just recently, which brought back my muse for this story, RPing with a Grimmjow. ^/^ hehehe...so without further adu...I give you the next chapter to Weathering the Storm. Please Remember to Review sending me your feed back! Enjoy guys!

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"Everyone wants someone they can hold and love. Someone who will be there to help pick up the pieces when everything falls apart."
-Sherrilyn Kenyon's Dark-Hunter series

Stepping out of the Garganta, Grimmjow appeared back in the World of the Living right in the backyard of his human pet. Looking around he could hear her annoying music coming from a set of speakers hidden from his view. The sound of her singing and a child's laughter pulled his gaze to the pool. Even though there was still a slight chill in the air she and their blue haired child were swimming, no doubt it was heated by her abilities.

He smirked as the child in her arms laughed more and started climbing further up her shoulder. "Dada, Dada!" it cried out. His eyes widened in surprise as the child spoke.

"That's right, Bit," His eyes turned to look at the back of her blonde head, noticing that her hair was a little longer then the last time he'd seen her. "This is Dada's song."

Feeling that this was a good a time as any to reveal his presence, Grimmjow took another step towards the pool, saying, "Is that right, Pet?" laughing on the inside when he saw her spine stiffen. She sure wasn't expecting that. And as she turned around in the water he saw the surprise and shock written all over her face and in those blue eyes. He arched a brow and crossed his arms, "Wasn't expecting me, were you?"

She shook her head and took a step back her brows furrowing in confusion. "Grimmjow," He heard the catch in her voice, and he frowned. She was holding back tears. "Why'd, you come back?"

"Tsk," He glared down at her. "You're really asking me that stupid question?" She nodded but stayed quiet. "Fine," He shrugged, "Maybe I wanted to come back. Ever thought about that, Pet?"

Her eyes locked on to his and he saw hope in those blue depths. It made his now existing heart clench. A heart that she had made beat again. "I-I wasn't going to ask you to come back, you know. I never wanted you to feel like you needed to be here with me." The girl in her arms was now trying desperately to get out to him. But she kept a firm hold on their daughter.

He looked down at the girl and for the first time since rescuing them from the Soul Society, got a good look at her. Tia hadn't been lying; she really was a beautiful child. And there wasn't any denying her. Not with that head of blue hair and eyes that matched his exactly. As he continued watching her, he didn't notice Alexis moving closer to the edge and only when the child was sitting on the concrete and crawling towards him did he snap out of his daze. "She's already crawling?" His eyes locked with Alexis's as she climbed out of the pool. The black and blue bikini she wore playing hell on his body.

Apparently she didn't realize what she was doing to him, because she walked closer and bent down picking the girl up before she reached his legs. She spoke as she straightened up. "She's developed a lot since she was born just a week or so ago." With a heavy sigh she looked into his eyes. "Grimmjow, are you back for good, or are you just here to play with me?"

Running a hand roughly through his hair a deep growl rumbled out of his throat. "Look, I'm not going to promise that I'll stick around for good. Hell, I'm not promising anything really, but for some unknown reason, I can't stay away from you, Pet."

He watched as her eyes closed and the grip on the child tightened a little. "That's all I wanted to hear." Opening her eyes she looked at him again, her lips lifting in a smirk that could match his own. "Besides, you're not the settling down type, remember?"

Laughing he nodded, "Damn right!"

I couldn't believe it. Here he was, standing in front of me. The one man who's haunted my dreams for days. I never imagined I'd be seeing him again anytime soon. So to say I was shocked would be an understatement. He didn't look any different than the last time I saw him. Except for the dark circles under his amazing blue eyes, making the green lines seem darker. It was as if he'd been losing just as much sleep at night as I was.

As we stood there, in an awkward silence, my daughter's voice pulled us out of our trance. "Dada! Dada! Dada!" she cried reaching for Grimmjow. I could feel her excitement at seeing him and I looked up, unsure whether to hand her to him, or just tighten my arms hoping she didn't wiggle her way out and fall to the hard ground below.

The look on Grimmjow's face though as he looked down at her, was absolutely priceless. It was somewhere between curiosity and disgust. I knew he wasn't a kid kind of person and I couldn't help but laugh out loud at him. Which earned me one of his signature glares, and the deep blush that darkened my cheeks wasn't unexpected. Even after all the shit we've been through, I still desired this man in all his roughness.

"What the hell are you laughing about, woman?" He growled out at me.

I shook my head, trying to stop the laughing. "Nothing, Grimm, it's just the look on your face when you looked at Kiara was priceless." Unable to hold it back I laughed harder at him.

"Tch," He crossed his arms and looked away from me, and I was stunned into near silence at the blush I saw creeping along his cheeks.

"Why Grimmjow Jeagerjaques, are you blushing?" I lifted my hand to poke at the mask fragment.

"Hell no!" He swatted my hand away before it could touch him.

Shaking my head again I tried not to laugh, knowing I'd just piss him off. Sure I was looking forward to provoking him again, but at the moment I held our daughter in my arms, so I'd save it for later when she was sleeping. Turning I started back towards the house.

"Hey, wait a damn minute!" I felt his hand wrap around my wrist pulling me to a stop. "Where the hell are you going?" He demanded.

"I'm going in and changing into something warmer. If you didn't notice, it's a bit cold out here." Pulling my wrist out of his grasp I turned back towards the house again. "Are you coming or what?" I asked him over my shoulder. With a "tch", he followed me into the house.

I wasn't expecting the reaction I got from my brother the moment we entered the house. But when I opened up the sliding glass door and stepped into the main part of the house, Grimmjow following closely behind me, I turned to my brother to tell him something when out of nowhere, I watched in stunned horror as his fist connected with Grimmjow's face. Thankfully on the unmasked side, or his hand probably would've shattered.

"What the hell!" Grimmjow's angry voice growled out, and I noticed that his fists where clenched and ready to strike back. I think the only thing that saved my little brother's life, was the fact that he'd taken Grimmjow by surprise. "You stupid, fucking hu-"

Stepping in front of him, I just barely stopped Grimm from killing my stupid brother. Glaring at the red head, I demanded answers. "What the hell was that about, Brandon?" I was pissed and he knew it, by the way I used his name instead of calling him the usual 'Brother'.

He glared right back at me. His green eyes darkened with anger. "What do you mean, 'what the hell'? This bastard left you and Kiara on your own, knowing full well that you had no idea what you were doing. He at least knows a little about his own kind, and could've helped out some." His eyes turned to Grimmjow behind me. "He's a fucking coward and I'd gladly hit him again the first chance I get."

I was shocked. I didn't think my brother felt this way. To be honest, I didn't know what he thought. Since my return home, he pretty much kept quiet about the whole situation. I'd asked Beth one day what was going on in his head, thinking that maybe he'd confided in her. But no, she'd said she didn't know what he was thinking. I guess this whole time, his anger towards Grimmjow returning to Hueco Mundo, instead of staying with me, had been building and the moment he saw Grimm, it exploded and he couldn't hold back. I admired him for his control, but was pissed off that he sucker punched him without any kind of warning, which again probably saved his life. Even at the moment, Grimmjow's hand was gripping the hilt of his Pantrea. If I didn't get this under control, the possibility of Pantrea meeting my brother's flesh was increasing by every second.

Sighing I looked down at Kiara, feeling her confusion and hurt that Grimmjow'd been punched by her Uncle, then looked back up. Narrowing my eyes, I kneeled down and sat her on the ground, silently telling her to crawl to Beth, and once she was away, I balled my fist up and punched my brother in the exact spot he'd hit Grimmjow. The surprised look he gave me, made a part of me smile happily. But on the outside I was seething. "I've told you and everyone else that I was alright with him leaving. I wasn't going to force him into something he didn't want or wasn't ready for. God damn it! Why can't you people ever believe a damn thing I say?"

My brother's hand rubbed at the spot I'd just hit him. Unlike Grimmjow, who didn't even have a red mark, his face would bruise. "I can't believe you were alright with him leaving you. And don't try and lie to me. I watched you every day since you came home, put on a fake smile, knowing it was killing you inside not having him around. And through you 'connection' I'm sure he knew it too." He jerked his chin towards the Espada behind me.

Lowering my gaze, I wasn't going to deny the truth. It had been painful not having Grimmjow around. But I was going to stick by my decision. Clenching my fist at my sides I looked back up at him. "So what if that's true. It was my decision and mine alone. You've no right to hit Grimmjow." Tired of the arguing, I turned to Beth who was now holding both Conner and Kiara. "I'm sorry, but can you please get her dressed, I've got to cool off before I explode." Already the temperature in the house was rising with every second I stayed mad.

She nodded and gave a weak smile. "Sure, Lex, don't worry I'll make sure she gets dressed."

"Thanks Beth," Glaring once more at my dumbass brother, I shook my head and went into my room, slamming the door behind me.

Soooo...I hope you enjoyed it. I wonder if Grimmjow will kill her brother while she's locked away in her room...Hmmmm...Guess you'll just have to come back when I get the next chapter up ^_^

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Quote is from Sherrilyn Kenyon's Dark-Hunter series...Devil May Cry I believe...Later!