Chapter 12
Little Ethan
Teresa woke up early the next morning to pack her bags. The events of the night before running through her mind. She couldn't believe what had happened between her and Fox. Just when she thought they were opening up to each other. Wham! She couldn't believe what she had said to him. Heartless? She cringed. How could I have said such words? But he hurt me too. He accused me of using him. How dare him. Maybe he was right though. Maybe I was using him as a substitute. No, she shook her head. I'm not in love with Ethan anymore. Or am I? A cell phone ringing in the living room broke her from her thoughts. It was coming from the living room. She walked to the door of her room and slowly opened it. She saw Fox walk across the room and pick up his cell phone to answer it. He looked tired, angry.
"Whoa, wait a minute, Ethan, slow down. What's wrong? When? How high is it? Yes, she's with me. We're at the cabin is that's any of your concern. We'll be right there."
"What's wrong, is everything okay?" Teresa asked worried, her face tired having suffered from lack of sleep as well.
"Get your stuff, Teresa, they've taken Little Ethan to the hospital."
"Oh, my God, why?" She began to cry.
"His temperature his high. It's 104 to be exact." He looked at her for the first time. His anger disappeared seeing the fear in her eyes for her son. "Teresa, he'll be fine, I promise. Go on out to the car, I'll get your stuff." Teresa quickly ran out to the car followed by Fox.
"Fox, hurry please. Little Ethan is my life."
He grabbed her hand as he pulled the car out onto the road. "I know, Teresa, I'll get there as fast as I can."
"Fox, I'm sorry about what happened between us last night. I never meant to hurt you. If I could turn back time, I would."
Fox tighted his grip on her hand. "I know, Resa. I'm sorry for what I said." He raised her hand to his lips and softly kissed her hand.
"I would never use you as a substitute for Ethan."
"It's okay, Resa. I'm just glad we didn't do something that you might've regretted."
"I don't regret anything I did last night other than hurting you."
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At the hopsital...
"God, where could she be Sheridan. This isn't like Teresa to just run off and leave him like this."
Fox and Teresa came running into the hospital. "Where is he Luis?"
"Thank God Teresa, where have you been? We've been looking all over for you." Luis said looking at Fox.
"Which room is Little Ethan in?" She asked avoiding his question.
"Just down the hall in 101. Mama and Ethan are in there now."
Fox and Teresa made their way down to his room. Both unprepared for what they were about to see. As they entered the room Teresa gasped and Fox caught her around her waist as she staggered. He was hooked to a heart monitor, oxygen, and he had an IV which was feeding his tiny body with antibiotics. Pilar and Ethan raised their heads when they heard Teresa's gasp.
"Oh, Teresa, you're here."
Teresa walked over to her son and took his tiny hand in hers. He seemed so small. "Mama, how is he?"
"He's stable Teresa. Dr. Russell just left the room right before you two got here. They did lab work, but we have not received the results yet. Eve is worried that he might need blood, so she wants both you and Julian to be crosstyped. Julian left with Eve, so I assume that's where he is now."
"I should go on. He might need it soon." She reached down and placed a tiny kiss on his forehead. "Mama loves you baby. Get well soon." She turned and left the room.
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A few hours later Dr. Russell held Little Ethan's lab results in her hand. She was looking at them confused. Of course, Little Ethan was going to be fine. His lab showed that his white blood cell count was high proving that his body was fighting off infection. All his other values looked fine causing her to come to the conclusion that he had a viral infection. What stunned her was Little Ethan's blood type. He was A+. She looked again at Julian and Teresa's bloodtype. Both were O-. How could this be? If she didn't know better she would have thought it a mistake, but she had it ran again still proving only one thing. Julian wasn't Little Ethan's father.
"Oh, Julian, how am I going to tell you?" She sighed placing her hand over her mouth.
"Tell me what, dear." Julian walked up behind her.
"I have Little Ethan's lab results." She held up the folder.
"Is the boy going to be fine?" He asked concerned.
"Oh, yes, yes of course. He's going to be just fine."
"What is it then, darling."
"Julian, honey, maybe we should sit down." Eve walked over to a couch in the hall and patted the seat beside her. "There's no easy way to say this." She placed her hand on his arm. "There's no possible way that Little Ethan can be your son, Julian. I'm so sorry."
"Oh, well, that does pose a problem." He hung his head.
"Honey, I don't know what to say. I know that you and him have grown close in the past few months and it kills me to think of the pain you must be feeling."
"Yes, I have grown quite fond of the Little fellow. Truth is, Eve, I believe I have always known this day would come. I always thought that Ethan would make a better father to him. Assuming he is the father."
"I'm sure Teresa will allow you to see Little Ethan."
"Yes, we've agreed to do what's best for the Little fellow. I trust that she will allow me provide for him as I can."
"Oh, honey, I know she will." She stood to her feet. "I want nothing more than to be with you right now, but I need to talk with Teresa and with Ethan."
"Go, it's fine. If you don't mind, I think I will make my way back to the mansion. It may be best that I'm not in the way."
They kissed and Eve softly hugged Julian. "I'll be home as soon as I can, please, don't hesitate to call if you need me."
Little Ethan
Teresa woke up early the next morning to pack her bags. The events of the night before running through her mind. She couldn't believe what had happened between her and Fox. Just when she thought they were opening up to each other. Wham! She couldn't believe what she had said to him. Heartless? She cringed. How could I have said such words? But he hurt me too. He accused me of using him. How dare him. Maybe he was right though. Maybe I was using him as a substitute. No, she shook her head. I'm not in love with Ethan anymore. Or am I? A cell phone ringing in the living room broke her from her thoughts. It was coming from the living room. She walked to the door of her room and slowly opened it. She saw Fox walk across the room and pick up his cell phone to answer it. He looked tired, angry.
"Whoa, wait a minute, Ethan, slow down. What's wrong? When? How high is it? Yes, she's with me. We're at the cabin is that's any of your concern. We'll be right there."
"What's wrong, is everything okay?" Teresa asked worried, her face tired having suffered from lack of sleep as well.
"Get your stuff, Teresa, they've taken Little Ethan to the hospital."
"Oh, my God, why?" She began to cry.
"His temperature his high. It's 104 to be exact." He looked at her for the first time. His anger disappeared seeing the fear in her eyes for her son. "Teresa, he'll be fine, I promise. Go on out to the car, I'll get your stuff." Teresa quickly ran out to the car followed by Fox.
"Fox, hurry please. Little Ethan is my life."
He grabbed her hand as he pulled the car out onto the road. "I know, Teresa, I'll get there as fast as I can."
"Fox, I'm sorry about what happened between us last night. I never meant to hurt you. If I could turn back time, I would."
Fox tighted his grip on her hand. "I know, Resa. I'm sorry for what I said." He raised her hand to his lips and softly kissed her hand.
"I would never use you as a substitute for Ethan."
"It's okay, Resa. I'm just glad we didn't do something that you might've regretted."
"I don't regret anything I did last night other than hurting you."
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At the hopsital...
"God, where could she be Sheridan. This isn't like Teresa to just run off and leave him like this."
Fox and Teresa came running into the hospital. "Where is he Luis?"
"Thank God Teresa, where have you been? We've been looking all over for you." Luis said looking at Fox.
"Which room is Little Ethan in?" She asked avoiding his question.
"Just down the hall in 101. Mama and Ethan are in there now."
Fox and Teresa made their way down to his room. Both unprepared for what they were about to see. As they entered the room Teresa gasped and Fox caught her around her waist as she staggered. He was hooked to a heart monitor, oxygen, and he had an IV which was feeding his tiny body with antibiotics. Pilar and Ethan raised their heads when they heard Teresa's gasp.
"Oh, Teresa, you're here."
Teresa walked over to her son and took his tiny hand in hers. He seemed so small. "Mama, how is he?"
"He's stable Teresa. Dr. Russell just left the room right before you two got here. They did lab work, but we have not received the results yet. Eve is worried that he might need blood, so she wants both you and Julian to be crosstyped. Julian left with Eve, so I assume that's where he is now."
"I should go on. He might need it soon." She reached down and placed a tiny kiss on his forehead. "Mama loves you baby. Get well soon." She turned and left the room.
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A few hours later Dr. Russell held Little Ethan's lab results in her hand. She was looking at them confused. Of course, Little Ethan was going to be fine. His lab showed that his white blood cell count was high proving that his body was fighting off infection. All his other values looked fine causing her to come to the conclusion that he had a viral infection. What stunned her was Little Ethan's blood type. He was A+. She looked again at Julian and Teresa's bloodtype. Both were O-. How could this be? If she didn't know better she would have thought it a mistake, but she had it ran again still proving only one thing. Julian wasn't Little Ethan's father.
"Oh, Julian, how am I going to tell you?" She sighed placing her hand over her mouth.
"Tell me what, dear." Julian walked up behind her.
"I have Little Ethan's lab results." She held up the folder.
"Is the boy going to be fine?" He asked concerned.
"Oh, yes, yes of course. He's going to be just fine."
"What is it then, darling."
"Julian, honey, maybe we should sit down." Eve walked over to a couch in the hall and patted the seat beside her. "There's no easy way to say this." She placed her hand on his arm. "There's no possible way that Little Ethan can be your son, Julian. I'm so sorry."
"Oh, well, that does pose a problem." He hung his head.
"Honey, I don't know what to say. I know that you and him have grown close in the past few months and it kills me to think of the pain you must be feeling."
"Yes, I have grown quite fond of the Little fellow. Truth is, Eve, I believe I have always known this day would come. I always thought that Ethan would make a better father to him. Assuming he is the father."
"I'm sure Teresa will allow you to see Little Ethan."
"Yes, we've agreed to do what's best for the Little fellow. I trust that she will allow me provide for him as I can."
"Oh, honey, I know she will." She stood to her feet. "I want nothing more than to be with you right now, but I need to talk with Teresa and with Ethan."
"Go, it's fine. If you don't mind, I think I will make my way back to the mansion. It may be best that I'm not in the way."
They kissed and Eve softly hugged Julian. "I'll be home as soon as I can, please, don't hesitate to call if you need me."
