Chapter 21
"So.little buddy," Hank said. Plopping down on the sofa beside Jake with a sigh. "I hear Mom's been trying to turn you to the dark side again." Hank had to laugh when Jake gave him a 'what the hell' look. "Teasing ya 'bout Ali." "Dad!" Jake groaned. Socking him in the head soundly with a pillow. "I'm NOT marrying Ali. Girls are gross!" he gagged. "Hey," Gwen pouted. Waddling toward them and joining them on the sofa seconds later. "Your sister and I take offense at that, Buster. And what would Sheridan think?" 'Sheridan,' Hank mouthed. "I think it'd hurt her feelings. You don't want to do that, do you?" Jake dove under the mound of pillows, and they laughed as they heard his muffled reply. "No." Whoa! No way! My kid's in love with my best friend's wife. What a first crush, he thought. Chuckling. Kid's got good taste. As if she knew exactly what was on his mind, Gwen clobbered him with a throw pillow. "Ouch!" he yelped. Rubbing his head gingerly. "What's with you two this morning? What did I do to deserve that?" "Save it, Bennett. I know EXACTLY what you're thinking," she smirked. I bet you don't, he thought to himself. "Luis'll kick your ass," she taunted. And his brown eyes went wide with astonishment. "Told you I knew. Face it, Bennett. I know you like the back of my hand." "You sure do, Babe," he grinned. Adoration shining in his brown eyes as he wrapped his arms around her. "Wow!" he whistled as his daughter greeted him good morning. "Jake.Buddy.c'mere and feel this." Gwen smiled as Jake slowly peeked out from under the cushions. And warily scooted closer. Reaching out a hand. "Right there," Hank instructed. Placing their son's hand on her taut belly. "I don't feel anything," Jake shrugged. "Wait.wait just a minute.you have to be patient." "Dad," Jake whined. "Just a few more." "AHHH!!!" Jake yelled. ".seconds," Hank finished with a grin as Jake jumped back in equal parts fright and amazement. "That was her," he said in awe. A new appreciation for his unborn sister in his eyes as his face stretched into a grin wider than his father's. "Does it hurt when she does that?" he asked. Placing his small hand on Gwen's stomach again. "Well.sometimes she kicks a little too hard," she smiled. "And lately she just won't let me sleep. Just like you and your dad." "Just like me," Jake repeated with pride. "Mom?" he asked. Brown eyes twinkling. "How much longer?" "Not much, Buddy," Hank answered. Kissing his wife's neck with a smile. "Not long at all." "Good," Jake said matter-of- factly. "I can't wait." Aww, Gwen thought. He IS being sweet about it. Kodak moment. Well.sort of. "She's going to be so much fun to pick on," he grinned. "Piece of cake."
Chapter 22
"Uh oh, folks.here she comes. Miss Ali Lo-Fitz is really smokin' tonight. Our leading scorer. She's going for it. She shoots. She SCORES!!! Chad exclaimed. Hauling Ali down from his shoulders and squeezing her tight. "Way to go, Squirt!" he grinned. "High five!" Ali giggled wildly when Chad whistled, "Ouch." "No fair," Jake grumbled. "CHEATERS!" he yelled. His brown eyes going wide when Ali-and Chad-began chasing him around the Youth Center. "Sheridan!!!" "Hey!" Sheridan shouted. Smiling at the unlikely trio. "I don't think this place's built for track and field," she laughed as Ali flew by her. Racing after Jake. Chad slowed to a stop. Panting. "Sorry," he apologized. "Hey, big guy," he grinned. Tickling Cristian's bare feet. Cristian jerked his feet away. Breaking out into a toothless smile.no, wait a minute. "Wow," Chad said. "Looks like you got a tooth coming in there." "Yes, he does," Sheridan said somewhat tiredly. Shifting him on her hip. "It's been bothering him all week. Been a little fussy, haven't we, Cris?" she cooed. Rubbing his dark head affectionately. "He's growing up so fast. They both are," she sighed. Glancing at Ali across the room. "Glad you could make it, Chad," she said. Settling back against the bleachers. Propping her son up against her knees. "This is going to be some birthday party," Chad grinned. "Wouldn't miss it for the world," he said. Reclining beside her. "All's well in the Lo-Fitz home, I hope." "Wonderful," Sheridan smiled. "What about you? How are things in New York? Ready to come home yet?" she asked hopefully. "You sure don't beat around the bush, do you? I like that. Things are great in New York. Better than ever. Theresa." "Whoa! Hold up there. What's this about Theresa? What's going on between you two?" "Nothing," Chad protested. "We're just friends. New York is a big city. It's nice to have a connection to home," he smiled. Uh huh. If you say so, Sheridan thought. There's more to this than meets the eye. But she didn't say anything. Not yet anyway. "Mommy!" Ali's sweet voice interrupted. "Jake messed up my hair," she pouted. Indignant tears pooling in her big blue eyes. "Jake," Sheridan scolded. "Ow," Ali cried as Cristian's greedy little hands latched onto a fistful of her blond mane. "Mommy," she whined as he gave it a spirited tug. Jake snickered in the background as Sheridan had to literally pry Cristian's chubby fingers loose. "You're so mean!" Ali yelled. Burying her face in Sheridan's neck. Her hot tears seeping into the material of her shirt. Jake lowered his head shamefully when Sheridan looked at him. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. Shuffling his feet nervously. "But I.I like her hair," he admitted. Red-faced. "It's pretty," he mumbled. Ali peeked at him shyly from Sheridan's warm embrace. The tiniest of smiles forming on her face. Sheridan bit her lip. To keep from cracking up when Ali waltzed over to Jake and nearly knocked him down with the force of her hug. "Jake," Chad teased. "What's your secret? You got all the ladies chasing after you." Jake yanked out of Ali's grasp and darted away. "Ugh! I HATE girls!" he screamed. The sound echoing off the Youth Center's walls. "You're in denial, little buddy," Hank laughed. "Hank," Sheridan greeted. "I didn't see you come in." "Well.with As Jake and Ali's World Turns, who would?" he grinned. "Chad," he said with a nod of his head. "Came to pick up the rugrat. Dinner at the good ole Bec's tonight. Gotta come up with something new to drive her crazy. Something she hasn't already seen. I've already used all my best stuff." "Hank," Sheridan and Chad laughed in unison. "Hey.it's my mission in life to drive the woman nuts," he joked. "Jake! Come on! We're late! Bye, guys. See you tomorrow at Ali's party." "Ahhhh!!! Dad!!! Watch out!!!" Jake yelled. Escaping out the front door. "I give him ten-fifteen years tops-before HE's chasing HER," Chad laughed. Maybe he was on to something, Sheridan thought with a smile. Maybe.
Chapter 23
"Hank," Gwen said tiredly as they waited for someone to answer the door. "Please.for one night.leave Mother alone. I'm not up to one of your little mini-wars tonight." "Aww. But Babe.me and Jake cooked up this awesome way to get her goat.the best one yet." "I don't care," Gwen said pointedly. Rubbing a hand over her belly. "I can't take much excitement tonight. It's been a very long day."
"Mom," Jake whined. "Dad was going to." "If it isn't my beautiful darling daughter," Jonathan Hotchkiss smiled. Wrapping his arms around Gwen. "Come inside. We've been waiting for you. Your mother is having a fit." "I know, Daddy. We're late. Again." "Darling.it's not your fault. Your mother has fits ALL the time," he laughed.
"Tell me about it," Jake muttered. "She's going through THE CHANGE." "Jake!" Gwen sputtered in astonishment. "What?" Jake asked with a shrug of his small shoulders. Confusion in his brown eyes. Jonathan chuckled in amusement. "Bennett.quit giving him new material. Are you TRYING to drive Mother to the brink of insanity?"
"The brink," Hank grinned. "Babe.she's already plunged off the deep end if you ask me. No offense, Mr. Hotchkiss." "See, Mom?" Jake said. His brown eyes twinkling in a manner identical to his father's at that moment. Thank God you're a girl, honey, she thought silently. Placing a protective hand on her abdomen. Or else I might be joining Mother at that slippery edge.
"There you are! Where have you been? Wait. Don't tell me," Rebecca screeched. Making all four people standing before her wince simultaneously. "Dad," Jake whispered. Tugging on his father's sleeve. "Can I have the ear plugs now?" Hank reached in his pocket and discreetly made the exchange. Gwen caught the motion out of the corner of her eye and pinched her husband on the backside in irritation. "Ouch!" Hank yelped. "Just for that.I'm not letting you have a pair." She glared at him and tapped her foot furiously. WHAT was Mother rambling about? ".been playing in the dump again?"
"Actually," Hank grinned. "Hank picked Jake up from the Youth Center right before we came, Mother," Gwen interrupted. Smirking at the look of disappointment on Hank's face. You are NOT going to goad her into one of her infamous hissy fits tonight. Not if I can help it, she thought with a smile. Although.nah. She wasn't up to it. Maybe some other time, she thought. Taking a seat in the chair her father pulled out for her. Oh god, she thought. How was she supposed to reach the damn silverware two feet away from the table. "I feel like such a cow," she grumbled under her breath. "Moo," Hank teased. Earning himself a good swift kick in the shin. "Sorry," he mumbled. Definitely NOT in a good mood. The joke's lost on her.
"Jake Bennett!" her mother shrieked like a banshee halfway through dinner. "Should I just have Susan bring in a trowel?" "Huh?" Jake said cluelessly. Shoving another forkful of food in his mouth. "I suppose I shouldn't be surprised," Rebecca sighed woefully. "Your father IS a complete swine." "Mother," Gwen warned. "Thank you so much, Mom," Hank said sarcastically. "That must make you Miss Piggy." "Miss Piggy!" Jake guffawed. Jonathan's silverware clattered against the china when he dropped it in shock. Rumbling with laughter at the look of horror on his wife's face. Come to think of it.there were a few similarities.
"That's it," Gwen said forcefully. Pushing her plate forward and struggling out of her seat. "I asked you to behave," she said in a low voice. Giving Hank what could only be described as a "Death" look. Uh oh. Looked like his son-in-law was well on his way to spending the night on the couch. "Wait right here, little buddy," Hank ordered. Getting up and going after his wife. "Gwen! Gwen! Wait a minute!" Awfully spry for a pregnant lady, he thought as he rushed to catch up with her. "Look," he said. Gently grabbing her arm. "I'm sorry. No. Don't cry," he said softly as he watched her eyes fill up with tears.
"Hank. Why couldn't you.why didn't you back off for ONE night? One night was all I asked. I'm so tired," she sighed. "My emotions are all over the place. And I just can't handle this right now." He reached up and wiped away her tears with his thumb. And noticed the fatigue written all over her face. The sight made him feel guilty as hell. "I'm so sorry," he said sincerely. Rubbing her back soothingly as she crumpled in his arms in exhaustion.
"I feel like I've been pregnant for a thousand years. And I look like I'm going to give birth to a litter. Not one little girl. It's been a really hard day. You're just being yourself," she sniffled. Looking into his loving brown eyes. "I'm just a little touchy today," she apologized. "No, Babe. It's MY fault. I." "Shut up, Bennett. Before you convince me you DO deserve to sleep on the sofa tonight," she smiled slightly. Pecking him on the lips. "Come on," she said. "Let's wipe that pleased little smirk right off of my mother's face." I knew we were made for each other, Hank thought with a grin. Perfect for each other.
Chapter 24
"I thought you'd be in here," Luis said softly. Sheridan stroked Ali's silky blond hair lovingly. "I can't believe it, Luis. My baby's five today," she whispered. Leaning back into his strong embrace. "Yeah, she is," he chuckled. "Sheridan.Baby. It's barely six in the morning." Her smile lit up the dimly lit room. "I know," she said sheepishly. "But I did wait this time." Luis hugged her tighter. An enormous grin taking over his handsome features as he remembered. It was Ali's first birthday.
*****"Mmm. Sheridan," Luis sighed in his sleep. Seeking out her warmth. And not finding it. Her side of the bed was empty. Cold. "Sheridan," he called again. His brown eyes searching for her. He hadn't heard Ali cry, he realized. Swinging his legs over the side of the bed. Padding down to the nursery in bare feet.
"There you are," he said. Smiling at the sight before him. His wife was singing to their daughter. Not a lullaby. But 'Happy Birthday.' At 3 o'clock in the morning. "Sheridan," he laughed. "Luis," Sheridan said. Blue eyes sparkling in the darkness. "Don't you dare laugh at me," she said. Laughing at herself. "I couldn't help myself." "But Baby," Luis said in a teasing voice. Shaking his head. "You're going to be one of those mothers that wake up their grown kids at ungodly hours to wish them 'Happy Birthday', aren't you?"
Even in the darkness, he could see her cheeks flush with embarrassment. He thought she was so adorable at that precise moment. "Your mommy's too cute for words, AliCat," he laughed. Tickling Ali's feet and making her squirm in Sheridan's arms. "Dada," Ali babbled. Her blue eyes lighting up at the sight of her father. Her tiny arms reaching for him. Sheridan kissed Ali's golden head with a sigh and settled her in Luis's arms.
"Hey, Birthday girl," Luis said. Grinning as Ali laid her head against his chest and stuck her thumb in her mouth. Sheridan stood from her seat in the rocking chair and slipped an arm around his waist. Rubbing Ali's back. Humming with contentment. "Luis.I never dreamed I'd be this happy. I love you," she whispered. Standing on tiptoe to meet his lips with a gentle kiss.*****
"You're getting better," he admitted. Leaning down and kissing her neck. "I say three whole hours is definitely an improvement. At least you won't be fighting sleep during this birthday party," he teased. "Luis," she laughed. Her elbow connecting soundly with his ribs. "Sorry," he winced. "Ah. My gorgeous wife. The not-so-secret voilently inclined sap." Against her will, Sheridan burst into helpless laughter.
"Mommy?" came a sleepy voice from the bed beside them. "Hi, sweetie," Sheridan whispered. Tracing Ali's sweet features with her finger. "Guess what today is?" Luis challenged with a grin. Ali's blue eyes grew wide and sparkled with happiness. "My birthday," she said happily. "I'm a big girl today," she said. Sitting up in her bed. Her blanket slipping to her waist forgotten. Miss Priss pounced on the bed. Purring loudly and contentedly. If Luis didn't know better, he'd think the pain in the ass was annoying him on purpose.
"Luis," Sheridan laughed. Rolling her eyes. "Call a truce. Just for today." "Okay," he grumbled. Making Ali squeal with delight when he scooped her up in his arms unexpectedly. "Daddy," she giggled. "Come on, Mommy," he said. Glancing in Sheridan's direction. "You know what time it is, Get ready AliCat. 'Cause Mommy's about to serenade us." Ali's blue eyes twinkled as Sheridan softly sang Happy Birthday to her. And she erupted into giggles again when Luis added his piece. "I'm a big girl, Daddy. But I'm not old."
Chapter 25
"Do I have to wear this stupid hat?" Jake grumbled. "Only babies wear hats," he said. Crossing his arms over his chest in disgust. "You can take it off if you want to, Jake," Sheridan smiled. "But I happen to think you look very dashing in it." He didn't exactly know what dashing meant. But he didn't care. He was on top of the world when Sheridan kissed his cheek. His grin saying it all. "Aww. How cute," Kay teased. "Now I know why you don't have any front teeth." Jake's brown eyes narrowed, and he stuck his tongue out at his cousin. "Jake Bennett! Stop that right now!" he heard his mother yell. Did she have eyes in the back of her head?
"Good one, Babe," Hank grinned. "You got him thinking." Luis chuckled at the puzzled look on Jake's face. "Mama can testify.all mothers have eyes in the back of their heads." Ali gasped in horror. Her blue eyes zeroing in on her own mommy's blond head. "Grandpa Martin? Is it true?" she whispered. Her blue eyes wide as saucers. Her grandpa laughed. And lifted her up in his arms. "Should we investigate?" he suggested. "Hmm. Who should we try first?" Ali tapped her tiny finger on her chin thoughtfully. "Jessica," she finally said.
"Luis," Sheridan laughed. Pecking him on the lips affectionately. "You really need to watch what you say around her. You know she believes everything that comes out of her daddy's mouth like it's the gospel." "Man. Wish the little buddy had as much faith in me. But he learned all my tricks a long time ago. He's even taught me some new ones. The kid's a genius, Luis." Gwen rolled her eyes goodnaturedly. "Of course, you think that. He's your clone." "Ha! Uncle Hank!" Kay smirked in amusement. "Conceited much? Uh oh. Looks like I have to go divert disaster. MJ! No! Let go of Faith's hair!"
"Too late," Chad grinned. "Does that kid got a grip or what?" Theresa's brown eyes sparkled. And she couldn't help but laugh and wince at the same when MJ's ear-splitting screams filled the air. "Mama!" Faith cried. Her little face crumpling and tears pouring forth. "Not the perfect 5th birthday party you'd imagined for Ali, huh?" Theresa asked. Smiling at the look on Sheridan's face. "The only thing that would make it more 'perfect' would be." She didn't have time to finish her thought before Cristian started bawling at the top of his lungs. "That."
"I'll take care of him, Mija," Pilar said with a gentle pat on her arm. "Why don't you bring out the cake?" Bribe 'em with cake, Sheridan. At least they can't scream with their mouths full. "Let me help," Ivy said. Following into the relative quietness of the kitchen. "Oh, Ivy," Sheridan sighed. Wiping at her brow in frustration. "This party was supposed to be perfect. But nobody's having a good time. I mean.Hank's out there passing out ear plugs." "He is," Ivy said hopefully. "Yeah," Sheridan laughed softly. "If you hurry.you might still get a pair." Ivy grinned at her sheepishly. "I'm sorry." "No apology necessary," Sheridan smiled. "Here. Why don't you carry the ice cream?"
The sight of the glowing candles on top of the chocolate cake did the trick. Luis took Ali from his papa's arms and held her close as they all started singing 'Happy Birthday.' Memories of this morning replaying in his mind's eye as he heard Sheridan's clear voice. "Make a wish, Ali," Grace urged with a smile. "You can do it," Ethan encouraged. Ali's eyes fluttered shut, and everyone waited with baited breath for her to blow the candles out. "Jake!" Gwen groaned when her son took the initiative and blew them out himself. "What? She was taking too long," he huffed. "Daddy," Ali pouted. Tears welling up in her blue eyes. "Jake, you're such a heartbreaker," Kay said. "Making all the little girls cry."
"AliCat," Luis soothed. Wiping her tears away gently. "It's okay. Mommy'll light the candles again. How's that?" "O-k-a-y," Ali sniffled. Tucking her blond head under her daddy's chin as her mommy lit the candles for a second time. Sam chuckled in the background. Kay had her hand clamped over Jake's mouth this time. Big mistake. That left one half of the daring duo free to do as he wished. Ali barely had four of the five candles blown out before MJ's greedy little hands dove into the chocolate cake. "Dios mio," Pilar muttered. Handing Cristian over to Martin. And grabbing MJ. Barely dodging his sticky, gooey hands as they reached for her face. "Miguel," she hissed. Properly chastised, Miguel took his son from his mother's arms and made a beeline for the bathroom.
"Mommy," Ali said tearfully. Her chin quivering. "MJ ruined my cake." "Oh, sweetie," Sheridan said. Rubbing Ali's back as she wrapped herself around her. "No, he didn't, Baby. It still TASTES good. I promise." Ali studied her skeptically. "Good," Faith giggled. Plunging her hands into the gooey mess. "She's just testing your hypothesis," Reese said with an embarrassed shrug of his shoulders as Jessica pulled Faith's hands free from the remainder of the cake. "Luis," Sheridan pleaded. When Ali's blue eyes began to water again. "AliCat.Ali.look at me, sweetheart," Luis pleaded when she buried her face in his wife's neck. "Luis! Luis! N.oomph," was all she was able to say before he stuffed chocolate cake in her mouth. "What do you say, Mommy?" he teased. Grinning at her flashing blue eyes as laughter echoed around the room. "Mommy," Ali giggled. "Still good. In fact," she said. Scooping up a piece in her hands and cramming it into Luis's face. "I think it tastes better this way." "She got you good, Daddy," Ali squealed. "FOOD FIGHT!" Jake yelled. Diving into the cake with both hands. "Oh dear Lord," Ivy shrieked. "I was not expecting THIS," she sighed as chocolate icing hit her square in the face. "Do they know how to throw a party or not?" Hank grinned.
"So.little buddy," Hank said. Plopping down on the sofa beside Jake with a sigh. "I hear Mom's been trying to turn you to the dark side again." Hank had to laugh when Jake gave him a 'what the hell' look. "Teasing ya 'bout Ali." "Dad!" Jake groaned. Socking him in the head soundly with a pillow. "I'm NOT marrying Ali. Girls are gross!" he gagged. "Hey," Gwen pouted. Waddling toward them and joining them on the sofa seconds later. "Your sister and I take offense at that, Buster. And what would Sheridan think?" 'Sheridan,' Hank mouthed. "I think it'd hurt her feelings. You don't want to do that, do you?" Jake dove under the mound of pillows, and they laughed as they heard his muffled reply. "No." Whoa! No way! My kid's in love with my best friend's wife. What a first crush, he thought. Chuckling. Kid's got good taste. As if she knew exactly what was on his mind, Gwen clobbered him with a throw pillow. "Ouch!" he yelped. Rubbing his head gingerly. "What's with you two this morning? What did I do to deserve that?" "Save it, Bennett. I know EXACTLY what you're thinking," she smirked. I bet you don't, he thought to himself. "Luis'll kick your ass," she taunted. And his brown eyes went wide with astonishment. "Told you I knew. Face it, Bennett. I know you like the back of my hand." "You sure do, Babe," he grinned. Adoration shining in his brown eyes as he wrapped his arms around her. "Wow!" he whistled as his daughter greeted him good morning. "Jake.Buddy.c'mere and feel this." Gwen smiled as Jake slowly peeked out from under the cushions. And warily scooted closer. Reaching out a hand. "Right there," Hank instructed. Placing their son's hand on her taut belly. "I don't feel anything," Jake shrugged. "Wait.wait just a minute.you have to be patient." "Dad," Jake whined. "Just a few more." "AHHH!!!" Jake yelled. ".seconds," Hank finished with a grin as Jake jumped back in equal parts fright and amazement. "That was her," he said in awe. A new appreciation for his unborn sister in his eyes as his face stretched into a grin wider than his father's. "Does it hurt when she does that?" he asked. Placing his small hand on Gwen's stomach again. "Well.sometimes she kicks a little too hard," she smiled. "And lately she just won't let me sleep. Just like you and your dad." "Just like me," Jake repeated with pride. "Mom?" he asked. Brown eyes twinkling. "How much longer?" "Not much, Buddy," Hank answered. Kissing his wife's neck with a smile. "Not long at all." "Good," Jake said matter-of- factly. "I can't wait." Aww, Gwen thought. He IS being sweet about it. Kodak moment. Well.sort of. "She's going to be so much fun to pick on," he grinned. "Piece of cake."
Chapter 22
"Uh oh, folks.here she comes. Miss Ali Lo-Fitz is really smokin' tonight. Our leading scorer. She's going for it. She shoots. She SCORES!!! Chad exclaimed. Hauling Ali down from his shoulders and squeezing her tight. "Way to go, Squirt!" he grinned. "High five!" Ali giggled wildly when Chad whistled, "Ouch." "No fair," Jake grumbled. "CHEATERS!" he yelled. His brown eyes going wide when Ali-and Chad-began chasing him around the Youth Center. "Sheridan!!!" "Hey!" Sheridan shouted. Smiling at the unlikely trio. "I don't think this place's built for track and field," she laughed as Ali flew by her. Racing after Jake. Chad slowed to a stop. Panting. "Sorry," he apologized. "Hey, big guy," he grinned. Tickling Cristian's bare feet. Cristian jerked his feet away. Breaking out into a toothless smile.no, wait a minute. "Wow," Chad said. "Looks like you got a tooth coming in there." "Yes, he does," Sheridan said somewhat tiredly. Shifting him on her hip. "It's been bothering him all week. Been a little fussy, haven't we, Cris?" she cooed. Rubbing his dark head affectionately. "He's growing up so fast. They both are," she sighed. Glancing at Ali across the room. "Glad you could make it, Chad," she said. Settling back against the bleachers. Propping her son up against her knees. "This is going to be some birthday party," Chad grinned. "Wouldn't miss it for the world," he said. Reclining beside her. "All's well in the Lo-Fitz home, I hope." "Wonderful," Sheridan smiled. "What about you? How are things in New York? Ready to come home yet?" she asked hopefully. "You sure don't beat around the bush, do you? I like that. Things are great in New York. Better than ever. Theresa." "Whoa! Hold up there. What's this about Theresa? What's going on between you two?" "Nothing," Chad protested. "We're just friends. New York is a big city. It's nice to have a connection to home," he smiled. Uh huh. If you say so, Sheridan thought. There's more to this than meets the eye. But she didn't say anything. Not yet anyway. "Mommy!" Ali's sweet voice interrupted. "Jake messed up my hair," she pouted. Indignant tears pooling in her big blue eyes. "Jake," Sheridan scolded. "Ow," Ali cried as Cristian's greedy little hands latched onto a fistful of her blond mane. "Mommy," she whined as he gave it a spirited tug. Jake snickered in the background as Sheridan had to literally pry Cristian's chubby fingers loose. "You're so mean!" Ali yelled. Burying her face in Sheridan's neck. Her hot tears seeping into the material of her shirt. Jake lowered his head shamefully when Sheridan looked at him. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. Shuffling his feet nervously. "But I.I like her hair," he admitted. Red-faced. "It's pretty," he mumbled. Ali peeked at him shyly from Sheridan's warm embrace. The tiniest of smiles forming on her face. Sheridan bit her lip. To keep from cracking up when Ali waltzed over to Jake and nearly knocked him down with the force of her hug. "Jake," Chad teased. "What's your secret? You got all the ladies chasing after you." Jake yanked out of Ali's grasp and darted away. "Ugh! I HATE girls!" he screamed. The sound echoing off the Youth Center's walls. "You're in denial, little buddy," Hank laughed. "Hank," Sheridan greeted. "I didn't see you come in." "Well.with As Jake and Ali's World Turns, who would?" he grinned. "Chad," he said with a nod of his head. "Came to pick up the rugrat. Dinner at the good ole Bec's tonight. Gotta come up with something new to drive her crazy. Something she hasn't already seen. I've already used all my best stuff." "Hank," Sheridan and Chad laughed in unison. "Hey.it's my mission in life to drive the woman nuts," he joked. "Jake! Come on! We're late! Bye, guys. See you tomorrow at Ali's party." "Ahhhh!!! Dad!!! Watch out!!!" Jake yelled. Escaping out the front door. "I give him ten-fifteen years tops-before HE's chasing HER," Chad laughed. Maybe he was on to something, Sheridan thought with a smile. Maybe.
Chapter 23
"Hank," Gwen said tiredly as they waited for someone to answer the door. "Please.for one night.leave Mother alone. I'm not up to one of your little mini-wars tonight." "Aww. But Babe.me and Jake cooked up this awesome way to get her goat.the best one yet." "I don't care," Gwen said pointedly. Rubbing a hand over her belly. "I can't take much excitement tonight. It's been a very long day."
"Mom," Jake whined. "Dad was going to." "If it isn't my beautiful darling daughter," Jonathan Hotchkiss smiled. Wrapping his arms around Gwen. "Come inside. We've been waiting for you. Your mother is having a fit." "I know, Daddy. We're late. Again." "Darling.it's not your fault. Your mother has fits ALL the time," he laughed.
"Tell me about it," Jake muttered. "She's going through THE CHANGE." "Jake!" Gwen sputtered in astonishment. "What?" Jake asked with a shrug of his small shoulders. Confusion in his brown eyes. Jonathan chuckled in amusement. "Bennett.quit giving him new material. Are you TRYING to drive Mother to the brink of insanity?"
"The brink," Hank grinned. "Babe.she's already plunged off the deep end if you ask me. No offense, Mr. Hotchkiss." "See, Mom?" Jake said. His brown eyes twinkling in a manner identical to his father's at that moment. Thank God you're a girl, honey, she thought silently. Placing a protective hand on her abdomen. Or else I might be joining Mother at that slippery edge.
"There you are! Where have you been? Wait. Don't tell me," Rebecca screeched. Making all four people standing before her wince simultaneously. "Dad," Jake whispered. Tugging on his father's sleeve. "Can I have the ear plugs now?" Hank reached in his pocket and discreetly made the exchange. Gwen caught the motion out of the corner of her eye and pinched her husband on the backside in irritation. "Ouch!" Hank yelped. "Just for that.I'm not letting you have a pair." She glared at him and tapped her foot furiously. WHAT was Mother rambling about? ".been playing in the dump again?"
"Actually," Hank grinned. "Hank picked Jake up from the Youth Center right before we came, Mother," Gwen interrupted. Smirking at the look of disappointment on Hank's face. You are NOT going to goad her into one of her infamous hissy fits tonight. Not if I can help it, she thought with a smile. Although.nah. She wasn't up to it. Maybe some other time, she thought. Taking a seat in the chair her father pulled out for her. Oh god, she thought. How was she supposed to reach the damn silverware two feet away from the table. "I feel like such a cow," she grumbled under her breath. "Moo," Hank teased. Earning himself a good swift kick in the shin. "Sorry," he mumbled. Definitely NOT in a good mood. The joke's lost on her.
"Jake Bennett!" her mother shrieked like a banshee halfway through dinner. "Should I just have Susan bring in a trowel?" "Huh?" Jake said cluelessly. Shoving another forkful of food in his mouth. "I suppose I shouldn't be surprised," Rebecca sighed woefully. "Your father IS a complete swine." "Mother," Gwen warned. "Thank you so much, Mom," Hank said sarcastically. "That must make you Miss Piggy." "Miss Piggy!" Jake guffawed. Jonathan's silverware clattered against the china when he dropped it in shock. Rumbling with laughter at the look of horror on his wife's face. Come to think of it.there were a few similarities.
"That's it," Gwen said forcefully. Pushing her plate forward and struggling out of her seat. "I asked you to behave," she said in a low voice. Giving Hank what could only be described as a "Death" look. Uh oh. Looked like his son-in-law was well on his way to spending the night on the couch. "Wait right here, little buddy," Hank ordered. Getting up and going after his wife. "Gwen! Gwen! Wait a minute!" Awfully spry for a pregnant lady, he thought as he rushed to catch up with her. "Look," he said. Gently grabbing her arm. "I'm sorry. No. Don't cry," he said softly as he watched her eyes fill up with tears.
"Hank. Why couldn't you.why didn't you back off for ONE night? One night was all I asked. I'm so tired," she sighed. "My emotions are all over the place. And I just can't handle this right now." He reached up and wiped away her tears with his thumb. And noticed the fatigue written all over her face. The sight made him feel guilty as hell. "I'm so sorry," he said sincerely. Rubbing her back soothingly as she crumpled in his arms in exhaustion.
"I feel like I've been pregnant for a thousand years. And I look like I'm going to give birth to a litter. Not one little girl. It's been a really hard day. You're just being yourself," she sniffled. Looking into his loving brown eyes. "I'm just a little touchy today," she apologized. "No, Babe. It's MY fault. I." "Shut up, Bennett. Before you convince me you DO deserve to sleep on the sofa tonight," she smiled slightly. Pecking him on the lips. "Come on," she said. "Let's wipe that pleased little smirk right off of my mother's face." I knew we were made for each other, Hank thought with a grin. Perfect for each other.
Chapter 24
"I thought you'd be in here," Luis said softly. Sheridan stroked Ali's silky blond hair lovingly. "I can't believe it, Luis. My baby's five today," she whispered. Leaning back into his strong embrace. "Yeah, she is," he chuckled. "Sheridan.Baby. It's barely six in the morning." Her smile lit up the dimly lit room. "I know," she said sheepishly. "But I did wait this time." Luis hugged her tighter. An enormous grin taking over his handsome features as he remembered. It was Ali's first birthday.
*****"Mmm. Sheridan," Luis sighed in his sleep. Seeking out her warmth. And not finding it. Her side of the bed was empty. Cold. "Sheridan," he called again. His brown eyes searching for her. He hadn't heard Ali cry, he realized. Swinging his legs over the side of the bed. Padding down to the nursery in bare feet.
"There you are," he said. Smiling at the sight before him. His wife was singing to their daughter. Not a lullaby. But 'Happy Birthday.' At 3 o'clock in the morning. "Sheridan," he laughed. "Luis," Sheridan said. Blue eyes sparkling in the darkness. "Don't you dare laugh at me," she said. Laughing at herself. "I couldn't help myself." "But Baby," Luis said in a teasing voice. Shaking his head. "You're going to be one of those mothers that wake up their grown kids at ungodly hours to wish them 'Happy Birthday', aren't you?"
Even in the darkness, he could see her cheeks flush with embarrassment. He thought she was so adorable at that precise moment. "Your mommy's too cute for words, AliCat," he laughed. Tickling Ali's feet and making her squirm in Sheridan's arms. "Dada," Ali babbled. Her blue eyes lighting up at the sight of her father. Her tiny arms reaching for him. Sheridan kissed Ali's golden head with a sigh and settled her in Luis's arms.
"Hey, Birthday girl," Luis said. Grinning as Ali laid her head against his chest and stuck her thumb in her mouth. Sheridan stood from her seat in the rocking chair and slipped an arm around his waist. Rubbing Ali's back. Humming with contentment. "Luis.I never dreamed I'd be this happy. I love you," she whispered. Standing on tiptoe to meet his lips with a gentle kiss.*****
"You're getting better," he admitted. Leaning down and kissing her neck. "I say three whole hours is definitely an improvement. At least you won't be fighting sleep during this birthday party," he teased. "Luis," she laughed. Her elbow connecting soundly with his ribs. "Sorry," he winced. "Ah. My gorgeous wife. The not-so-secret voilently inclined sap." Against her will, Sheridan burst into helpless laughter.
"Mommy?" came a sleepy voice from the bed beside them. "Hi, sweetie," Sheridan whispered. Tracing Ali's sweet features with her finger. "Guess what today is?" Luis challenged with a grin. Ali's blue eyes grew wide and sparkled with happiness. "My birthday," she said happily. "I'm a big girl today," she said. Sitting up in her bed. Her blanket slipping to her waist forgotten. Miss Priss pounced on the bed. Purring loudly and contentedly. If Luis didn't know better, he'd think the pain in the ass was annoying him on purpose.
"Luis," Sheridan laughed. Rolling her eyes. "Call a truce. Just for today." "Okay," he grumbled. Making Ali squeal with delight when he scooped her up in his arms unexpectedly. "Daddy," she giggled. "Come on, Mommy," he said. Glancing in Sheridan's direction. "You know what time it is, Get ready AliCat. 'Cause Mommy's about to serenade us." Ali's blue eyes twinkled as Sheridan softly sang Happy Birthday to her. And she erupted into giggles again when Luis added his piece. "I'm a big girl, Daddy. But I'm not old."
Chapter 25
"Do I have to wear this stupid hat?" Jake grumbled. "Only babies wear hats," he said. Crossing his arms over his chest in disgust. "You can take it off if you want to, Jake," Sheridan smiled. "But I happen to think you look very dashing in it." He didn't exactly know what dashing meant. But he didn't care. He was on top of the world when Sheridan kissed his cheek. His grin saying it all. "Aww. How cute," Kay teased. "Now I know why you don't have any front teeth." Jake's brown eyes narrowed, and he stuck his tongue out at his cousin. "Jake Bennett! Stop that right now!" he heard his mother yell. Did she have eyes in the back of her head?
"Good one, Babe," Hank grinned. "You got him thinking." Luis chuckled at the puzzled look on Jake's face. "Mama can testify.all mothers have eyes in the back of their heads." Ali gasped in horror. Her blue eyes zeroing in on her own mommy's blond head. "Grandpa Martin? Is it true?" she whispered. Her blue eyes wide as saucers. Her grandpa laughed. And lifted her up in his arms. "Should we investigate?" he suggested. "Hmm. Who should we try first?" Ali tapped her tiny finger on her chin thoughtfully. "Jessica," she finally said.
"Luis," Sheridan laughed. Pecking him on the lips affectionately. "You really need to watch what you say around her. You know she believes everything that comes out of her daddy's mouth like it's the gospel." "Man. Wish the little buddy had as much faith in me. But he learned all my tricks a long time ago. He's even taught me some new ones. The kid's a genius, Luis." Gwen rolled her eyes goodnaturedly. "Of course, you think that. He's your clone." "Ha! Uncle Hank!" Kay smirked in amusement. "Conceited much? Uh oh. Looks like I have to go divert disaster. MJ! No! Let go of Faith's hair!"
"Too late," Chad grinned. "Does that kid got a grip or what?" Theresa's brown eyes sparkled. And she couldn't help but laugh and wince at the same when MJ's ear-splitting screams filled the air. "Mama!" Faith cried. Her little face crumpling and tears pouring forth. "Not the perfect 5th birthday party you'd imagined for Ali, huh?" Theresa asked. Smiling at the look on Sheridan's face. "The only thing that would make it more 'perfect' would be." She didn't have time to finish her thought before Cristian started bawling at the top of his lungs. "That."
"I'll take care of him, Mija," Pilar said with a gentle pat on her arm. "Why don't you bring out the cake?" Bribe 'em with cake, Sheridan. At least they can't scream with their mouths full. "Let me help," Ivy said. Following into the relative quietness of the kitchen. "Oh, Ivy," Sheridan sighed. Wiping at her brow in frustration. "This party was supposed to be perfect. But nobody's having a good time. I mean.Hank's out there passing out ear plugs." "He is," Ivy said hopefully. "Yeah," Sheridan laughed softly. "If you hurry.you might still get a pair." Ivy grinned at her sheepishly. "I'm sorry." "No apology necessary," Sheridan smiled. "Here. Why don't you carry the ice cream?"
The sight of the glowing candles on top of the chocolate cake did the trick. Luis took Ali from his papa's arms and held her close as they all started singing 'Happy Birthday.' Memories of this morning replaying in his mind's eye as he heard Sheridan's clear voice. "Make a wish, Ali," Grace urged with a smile. "You can do it," Ethan encouraged. Ali's eyes fluttered shut, and everyone waited with baited breath for her to blow the candles out. "Jake!" Gwen groaned when her son took the initiative and blew them out himself. "What? She was taking too long," he huffed. "Daddy," Ali pouted. Tears welling up in her blue eyes. "Jake, you're such a heartbreaker," Kay said. "Making all the little girls cry."
"AliCat," Luis soothed. Wiping her tears away gently. "It's okay. Mommy'll light the candles again. How's that?" "O-k-a-y," Ali sniffled. Tucking her blond head under her daddy's chin as her mommy lit the candles for a second time. Sam chuckled in the background. Kay had her hand clamped over Jake's mouth this time. Big mistake. That left one half of the daring duo free to do as he wished. Ali barely had four of the five candles blown out before MJ's greedy little hands dove into the chocolate cake. "Dios mio," Pilar muttered. Handing Cristian over to Martin. And grabbing MJ. Barely dodging his sticky, gooey hands as they reached for her face. "Miguel," she hissed. Properly chastised, Miguel took his son from his mother's arms and made a beeline for the bathroom.
"Mommy," Ali said tearfully. Her chin quivering. "MJ ruined my cake." "Oh, sweetie," Sheridan said. Rubbing Ali's back as she wrapped herself around her. "No, he didn't, Baby. It still TASTES good. I promise." Ali studied her skeptically. "Good," Faith giggled. Plunging her hands into the gooey mess. "She's just testing your hypothesis," Reese said with an embarrassed shrug of his shoulders as Jessica pulled Faith's hands free from the remainder of the cake. "Luis," Sheridan pleaded. When Ali's blue eyes began to water again. "AliCat.Ali.look at me, sweetheart," Luis pleaded when she buried her face in his wife's neck. "Luis! Luis! N.oomph," was all she was able to say before he stuffed chocolate cake in her mouth. "What do you say, Mommy?" he teased. Grinning at her flashing blue eyes as laughter echoed around the room. "Mommy," Ali giggled. "Still good. In fact," she said. Scooping up a piece in her hands and cramming it into Luis's face. "I think it tastes better this way." "She got you good, Daddy," Ali squealed. "FOOD FIGHT!" Jake yelled. Diving into the cake with both hands. "Oh dear Lord," Ivy shrieked. "I was not expecting THIS," she sighed as chocolate icing hit her square in the face. "Do they know how to throw a party or not?" Hank grinned.