Reality Sets In Ch.17
I Disclaim
*** Sorry Guys, I've had the final chapters thought out for quite some time, but I got caught up in some General Hospital Fics, but I back and should be finish up the fic in a couple of days. Also it's quite possible that this chapter is stupid, but he idea came to me in the middle of the night when I was on an intense Pixie Styx Binge. Please forgive me.
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He Loved her.
How could he not love her.
She was Chloe, the woman who stood by him through all his mistakes and troubles, the women that made his heart race just by walking into the room. She was his friend, partner in crime, lover, and now his wife.
He knew she was having problems with the things right now, but he was sure that they could work things out. "Because I love Her."
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He said he loved her.
This was a good thing. Wasn't it?
Of course it was, her husband was in love with her, not only that but he was a great guy. Shawn Douglas Brady was everything she could have ever dreamed of in a man. He was kind and considerate, funny, loyal, sexy, smart and he was her friend.
"So why are you locked in the bathroom and not in bed with him?" Chloe asked herself the question as she lay back in the bathtub, while Shawn prince that his finished unpacking all her stuff.
"The problem." Her brain screamed. "Is that Brady was your friend, and you see how well that turned out."
"Oh shut Up, Brady is not Shawn. She couldn't identify this voice, but whoever it was made a point that she couldn't deny. Brady and Shawn were two completely different people.
Brain: Yes, two completely different people that share genetic material with the first guy that broke your heart, or did you forget about the Kiriakis Mess of 2002.
Voice: Oh please. We share the same genetic material, and we're completely different.
Br: No No No, they are too many similarities to risk it.
Vo: Of course they are similarities, she wouldn't be attracted otherwise, and you saw what happened the last time she tried that opposites attract crap. We ended up spending an entire year reliving Philip's greatest football moments.
Br: And his nephew is supposed to be better. Lest we not forget that she's not even over Brady yet.
Vo: If she wasn't over Brady then how did she end up marry to Shawn?
Br: Easy, her conscience took some time off and left her vulnerable to the temptation of Las Vegas. Damn Slacker.
Vo: Isn't it possible that her conscience didn't stop her because it was a good idea.
Br: Yeah you're right it's a great idea for her to get drunk and marry her ex-boyfriend's cousin. The only idea I can think of better then that one was the decision to hit Belle at the reception and then run off with our new husband.
Vo: You're thinking about this too much.
Br: I'm the brain it's kinda my job, besides it time to face facts that Brady was out soul mate and if we couldn't make it work with him then this marriage has no chance.
Vo: Not true didn't you hear what Jack said?
Br: I think it's best if you not best any of your decisions on the ramblings of Jack Davereau.
Vo: He made a good point, as did Philip. Soul mates don't necessarily end up together, and how exactly do we know that Brady is her soul mate, why can't Shawn be her soul mate?
Br: Let's forget the semantics, bottom line Shawn's in loves with us, and we're in trouble.
Vo: No we're not. We just have to look deep with in us and find the truth hidden in all this confusion. We know that we love Shawn because he's our friend, but is it possible that we could be 'in love' with him. I think we are.
Hormones: I second that.
Br: I don't care what you want Hormones. You're the reason we ended up on the date with the Muscle bound moron form the gym last month on what could only be called the date from hell. If Shawn hadn't arrived we probably still be there here about his pecs.
Ho: He was cute.
Br: This is exactly why you no longer get a vote. Now as the Brain, I am taking charge of this decision. I suggest we look at this logically and I'm sure….
Vo: NO, no logic. We love Shawn
Br: And just who are you to make an assumption like that?
Vo: Chloe's Heart and I can tell you that Shawn Brady is the one we love.
Ho: Ohhhhh Brain's been vetoed. Long Live Heart. Long Live Heart.
Br: Shut up Hormones. This is a very serious situation.
He: You're right it is. Shawn could be the person we're suppose to spend the rest of our lives with, but we won't know unless we take a risk, and let ourselves love him.
Ho: She has a point.
Br: Fine but, if this hurts us, I'm blaming you guys.
He: Shawn won't hurt us.
Chloe opened her eyes as the realization dawned on her. She loved Shawn, and she was ready to face whatever life threw at her, as long as she had Shawn by her side.
She wrapped a nearby towel around herself, and headed for their bedroom where she found him placing candles around the bed. " Hey."
Shawn look up and froze at the sight. She was beautiful, an she was all his, she just didn't know it yet." How was your bath?"
" It was okay, but it was missing something." She walked toward him and stopped just in front of him.
" Really, what?" Shawn grinned at the tone is her voice, it was low and kind of throaty, and it was doing all kinds of things to him.
The look that Chloe gave was one of pure delight. " My husband."