Several months had passed since Aimee's world shattered around her. Windham and her sat down and tried to explain to the kids that Daddy wasn't going to be living there. Their 9-year-old son, Beau, understood for the most part what was going on and he was instantly mad and hurt at both his parents. Arrow only being 6 really couldn't grasp why her daddy was not going to be staying at home.

Every night before bed, Arrow would ask when daddy was going to come back home. Aimee's heart ached to see her children go through this and she felt so helpless not being able to help them. She quickly hid her emotions inside just so the kids didn't see. She had to be the strong one for them.

Being granted more time off, Aimee secluded herself from everyone. She felt as if she put a bubble around them then they won't be able to feel more pain. Windham called nightly and spoke with the children but hadn't been able to see them due to scheduling. Both Aimee and him knew it was getting close to time to tell the kids about JoJo and their new sibling on the way, however, Aimee was dreading that time. Even though she secluded herself, Catie called daily to check in.

Catie wasn't going to let her best friend be alone. Not to mention she was even getting calls daily from a concerned acquaintance asking if she had heard from Aimee. Catie had to admit Jeff would be great for her best friend. He was kind and funny plus very easy on the eyes. Allen told his wife to stay out of it but Catie just knew she had to play matchmaker at some point because Aimee wouldn't take the steps out of her comfort zone to proceed in any new relationship.

Aimee was doing her normal routine of cleaning up after Beau and Arrow went to bed when her phone rang from the kitchen. Thinking it was Catie, she walked into the room and grabbed it from the counter shocked at the name that appeared on her screen.

"Hey Windham." she let out a long sigh not wanting to really be talking to him but he never calls her so she figured something was up.

"How have you been, Ames?" his husky voice cut through her like a knife.

"Really!" she shook her head sucking her teeth, "You call me after 9 at night to ask me how I've been?"

Windham could tell by her tone that her frustrations were boiling in side of her. She had always been such an easy-going person and he hated the fact that he had changed her so much.

"Look Ames..."

"It's Aimee." she spat out cutting him off.

"Ok..." he paused, still shocked by her tone, "Aimee, I dislocated my shoulder and I am going to be off for six months or so for that and of course..."

"The baby." she finished for him.

"Yes. The baby..." he trailed off, "I know what I did was wrong and I apologize but I can't help that I fell in love with Joseann."

"We've already discussed this in mediation and quite frankly, I don't want to go over it again. So, if that is all you have to say then this conversation is over." Aimee chimed in once again.

"No that is not what I wanted to discuss." He paused briefly so he could get to the point of the call, "Since I'm going to be off, I wanted to see if I could have the kids for a month or so."

The silence and tension on the line lasted for a few minutes as Aimee fought internally on what would be best for their children. Racking her free hand through her hair, she sat down on a nearby stool.

"They were going to have to meet JoJo sooner or later and they have missed seeing you these past few months..." she trailed off knowing her next few words would hurt more than ever, "so, yeah, I don't see a problem with that."

"Thank you, Aimee." he said, shock evident in his voice, "I'll send you all the details tomorrow and I'll pick them up Thursday."

"Ok, that works." she replied, "Oh and I hate to hear about your injury. I hope you recover soon."

"That means a lot Aimee. Thank you." he said just before she hung up the phone.

Aimee placed the phone back down on the counter and walked towards the stairway. With each step she took up the stairs she felt her heart sink more and more. She had never been away from the kids for longer than a weekend, how was she going to manage a month. Opening up the first door she got to slightly, she smiled to find her baby girl sound asleep clutching her teddy bear tightly. She turned and moved across the hall to check on her son, who once again left his TV on, so she walked in and turned everything off as quietly as she could.

As she entered the kitchen once more, her phone started ringing again but this time with a not so familiar number. Curious as to who would be calling her at almost 10 pm, she answered it.

"Hello."

"Is this Aimee?" a raspy voice came from the other end that sent a warm sensation throughout her body.

"Jeff?" she asked sweetly as a smile formed across her face.

"Hey darlin'. I hope I'm not disturbing anything. Catie gave me your number and said I should call you." he said.

"Oh no, you're fine." she replied, "So how have you been?"

"I've been well, thank you. To be honest, Catie gave me your number 3 days ago and I just got up the courage to call you." he laughed.

"That's sweet." she said softly, "I'm glad you decided to call."

"I know things are going haywire for you and believe me when I say it's good to know you have people in your corner. How are you and the kids doing?"

"I know exactly what you mean and as for me and the kids, well, we are getting by one day at a time." she said as she made her way into the Livingroom and sat down on the couch.

"That's the best way to do it." Jeff replied, "I've been thinking about ya'll and Catie has been keeping posted on most of the things."

"She told me you've called and checked on me a time or two." she smiled knowing full well it's been daily because Catie makes sure to tell her every single time.

"I can see already secrets are a foreign word to you two." he chuckled.

"You can say that." she giggled back.

They continued talking just about anything and everything and before they knew it, they were on the phone almost 2 hours.

"Damn!" Jeff huffed, "I am so sorry to keep you up Aimee. I just looked at the clock and it's almost midnight. I better let you go."

"It's ok, really." she replied sweetly, "I was enjoying our conversation. And, besides, you need your rest too. I know you have a house show tomorrow."

"I do but I can go off little sleep, you have little ones to tend to in the morning."

"I'm a mom, I never sleep." she laughed.

"Touche." he replied, "Well, now that you have my number you can get a hold of me anytime."

"The same goes for you too." she smiled.

"Sweet dreams, Darlin." he cooed.

"You too." she said just as the line went dead.