Another late chapter! I hope the length makes up for it a little. I went a bit overboard, I think, which is one of the reasons this took so long. That on top of being busy and the blackout, well, yeah, it's taken a lot longer then I had anticipated. Sorry!
A final note, regarding the last few parts of the story. I don't know if the law I used actually exists, I couldn't find anything on the 'net regarding what I was looking for, so if it doesn't, I'm taking creative liberties =D Hey, if JERk & Co can do it, so can I! :)
Exposed!
Part Four
Written by Shay
Irate, Luis let out a growl and slammed his fists down on the desk, causing Eve to jump slightly.
"I can't believe she did this! Did she really think she'd get away with it? How could she be so cruel? I just can't believe it," He ranted, his eyes dangerously dark.
Eve just shook her head, disbelieving the sweet girl she'd watched grow up was capable of what obviously happened. "Luis, I'm just as confused as you are."
Glancing once more at Sheridan's medical records on the computer, Luis she his mouth at a firm line and stood up straight. "Eve, I'm going to need hospital security outside Beth's room until the police get here."
Nodding, Eve picked up the phone, pausing before dialing security. "What are you going to do?"
Sighing, Luis removed the handcuffs from his uniform and shot her a look of regret. "I'm going to make an arrest."
******
Beth was laying in her hospital room, nervously toying with the blanket thrown over her form. Her mother sat in a chair in the corner, snoring away as she continued to fret. It had been hours since Luis' last visit and that was beginning to scare her. For the first few hours, she'd just assumed he was bonding with his daughter, but now, five hours later, apprehension was setting in. What if somehow he'd figured it out?
"No, he couldn't have. My plan is foolproof," She whispered to herself, not realizing the door had opened and there was someone standing in the doorway.
"Really, and what plan is that?" Luis' masculine voice asked and she glanced up abruptly, looking much like a deer caught in headlights.
"Luis, I, I uh didn't see you there," Beth stammered.
Luis didn't respond, only pushed himself away from the doorframe he'd been leaning on and walked further into the room. He stopped about a foot away from the bed, his gaze chilling her to the bone. "What plan, Beth?" He asked in an even tone.
Beth gulped and managed an innocent look. "Plan? Luis, what are you talking about?"
A muscle in Luis' jaw ticked as he loomed closer and closer still, until he was face to face with the monster she'd become. "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Beth."
"No, I-"
"Save it," He seethed, his voice raising in volume, awakening Mrs. Wallace. "I know what you did. And if you think you're going to get away with it, you're sadly mistaken."
With wide eyes, she cowered away from him, at the far side of the hospital bed. "Luis, I can explain."
Luis gave her an incredulous look. "Explain? There's nothing to explain. There is nothing you can say that will justify what you've done."
Insistent to get him to hear her out, Beth started to ramble anyways. "I did it for us, Luis. So we could be together the way we always were supposed to be. We both know Sheridan was never right -"
"Just stop right there," He interrupted, obviously not taken by her words. "Save the sob story for the judge, Beth."
Panic seized her features when he said that and she shook her head. "You're not going to arrest me, are you? You can't, Luis! I love you!"
"Oh, brother," Mrs. Wallace groaned from her side of the room. Neither paid her any attention.
"And I love Sheridan. Did you honestly believe kidnapping her and our baby would stop me from loving her? Nothing in the world could ever make that happen," He said, his eyes narrowed.
Beth was silent, large crocodile tears forming in her eyes. When he realized she wasn't going to respond, he took out his handcuffs. A sharp gasp came from Mrs. Wallace, and she began to prattle on about having nothing to do with it.
With a firm hand, Luis slapped one cuff on Beth's left wrist, securing the other to the bed railing as he read her her rights. Once that was done, he turned to Mrs. Wallace, who was staring at him wide eyed.
"Let me take you home," Was what he said and she heaved a sigh of relief.
Shaking her head as she followed him out of the room, she shot her daughter a look that said, 'I told you so!'
"Keep your eye on her," Luis was telling two men in hospital security uniforms when she exited. "She's being charged with two counts of kidnapping and attempted murder. The police should be here soon to take her down to the station."
The taller of the two nodded. "All right, Luis. What about her?" He motioned towards Mrs. Wallace, who paled.
Luis glanced over at the older woman and shook his head. "Don't worry about her, I'm taking her home."
The security guards again nodded and they proceeded down the hall, stopping at Eve's office. Luis poked his head inside.
"I'm going to take Mrs. Wallace home and then I'm going to get Sheridan. We should be back within the hour."
Eve smiled and nodded. "I'll tell the nurses to hold off on feeding the baby, then. We'll let Sheridan have the honors."
Luis thanked her and closed the door behind him.
"Oh, Luis, thank you so much for not arresting me. I'm just a poor old woman -" Mrs. Wallace babbled as he led the way to his car.
Turning to face her, he looked grim. "There's still a chance charges may be brought against you. I'm just not going to be the one to do it."
Shame faced, her gray head bobbed and she reluctantly climbed into the car.
******
Twenty minutes later, Luis came to a stop outside Sheridan's cottage. It was dark and he took a brief moment to check his watch. A quarter to five in the morning. It was late, but he knew Sheridan wouldn't care once he told her why he was there. He could just imagine her face when he revealed he'd found their baby. And it was theirs. There was no more room for double, the DNA test had proved such.
Taking a deep breath, he exited the vehicle and strode up to the front door and knocked loudly. A second later, a light went on in the living room and the door opened.
"Luis? What are you doing here?" Antonio asked sleepily, staring at his brother in confusion.
Luis managed a tight smile. "I need to talk to Sheridan."
At that, he raised an eyebrow. "Why would you need to talk to Sheridan at this time of the morning?"
"Never mind that. I just need to see her. Do you mind?" Luis pushed his way past his older brother and into the cottage. He fought a smirk when he saw the blanket and pillow on the couch.
"Sheridan's not talking to anyone, Luis," Antonio informed him. "She locked herself in the bedroom and hasn't come out. She won't even let me in, I doubt she'll let you."
"Can I try?" Luis inquired, irritation evident in his eyes.
Antonio shrugged and watched curiously as Luis made his way to the bedroom door. He didn't bother knocking, just reached up to the molding above the door and retrieved a key Antonio hadn't even known was there.
"How did you -" Antonio began, but it was cut off by the sound of the door closing and locking.
******
Luis entered the darkened bedroom, pausing just inside the door to allow his eyes to adjust. After a moment, the room came into focus and a smile appeared as his gaze came to rest on the sleeping beauty laying upon the bed. Her hair spread out around her like spun gold and he took a few steps closer to her. Gingerly sitting on the edge of the bed, Luis reached out and gently shook her form.
"Sheridan. Sher. Sweet, wake up. Open those gorgeous blue eyes of yours for me, please."
She shifted, mumbled intelligibly and finally opened her eyes. She blinked a few times, unable to tell if he was real of just wishful thinking.
"Luis?" She croaked out.
"I'm here," He grinned and she sat up then, looking quite confused.
"What are you doing here? It's not even five am. How did you get in?" Her questions came one after another and Luis held up a hand to stop her.
"Hey, one at a time."
Crossing her arms, Sheridan stared at him. "Why are you here?"
"I needed to talk to you."
"At five in the morning?" She demanded, then sighed, unable to mask her joy at seeing him.
"It couldn't wait," Luis replied, smiling. "As for how I got in," He paused, dangling the key in front of her. A small smile formed and she gave a slight shake of her golden mane.
"I should've known," Sheridan chuckled lightly, but then turned serious. "What was so important it couldn't wait for daylight?"
Luis' smile turned into a full fledged grin and he took her hand into his. Taking a deep breath, his chocolate eyes met her sapphire jewels. "I found our baby."
Sheridan's reaction was priceless as she gripped his hand tighter, her entire body shaking and she stared at him open mouthed with a disbelieving gaze. "You found our baby?" She whispered, her eyes filling with tears.
He nodded, wiping the stray tear that had snuck it's way down her cheek.
She let out an involuntary gasp, unable to come to terms with what he had said. He'd found their baby. He had found their baby. Her eyes glazed over when she glanced back up at him and finally a huge smile broke out over her face, like the sun shining through the clouds.
"Is it okay? Where is it? What is it? -"
The questions started flying a mile a minute and Luis let out a low chuckle.
"What did I tell you about one question at a time?" He teased, but pulled her closer all the same, his hold on her tightening as his arms went around her waist.
"To answer you, she's at the hospital, but she's fine -"
"She?" Sheridan questioned in awe, pulling back to look at him. "It's a girl?"
"Yeah, it's a girl," Luis responded, his grin widening over the joyous expression on her face.
"I have a daughter," She murmured, the realization spreading rapid fire, lighting every part of her with unparallel happiness. She had a daughter, her baby girl.
Luis leaned in and whispered softly in her ear. "We have a daughter. She's mine, Sher."
At his words, she turned abruptly, looking hopeful. "You - you know for sure she's yours?" She asked hesitantly.
With a quick nod, he said. "That was the first thing I did, have a DNA test done. No more wondering, she's my daughter beyond a shadow of doubt."
An ecstatic expression took over her features and she threw her arms around him, burying her face in his shoulder as his strong arms enclosed her in his embrace.
"Thank God," She whimpered, leaning back slightly and kissing him with every fiber of her being. He returned it, matching her intensity head on. They broke apart, breathless, but unwilling to let the other go. No words were spoken, none were needed, as all their thoughts and emotions were communicated through that single heated gaze.
Finally, Luis broke through the silence. "Why don't you get dressed so you can meet our daughter."
Snapping out of her daze, Sheridan needed no further encouragement. Jumping out of the bed, as best as she could with her ankle, she was dressed and ready to go in less than a minute. Taking his proffered hand, the two left the confines of the bedroom and stumbled into the living room where Antonio was waiting.
He stood when they entered, his eyes drifting to their interlocked hands. Not wanting to waste another precious moment away from her baby, Sheridan pulled Luis towards the front door, without so much as a word to her husband. He followed them out, looking perplexed. His voice stopped them just before they got into the car.
"Sheridan, where are you going?"
Pausing, she flashed him a wide smile. "We're going to see our baby."
*******
"There's something you need to know before we go in there," Luis said lowly as he parked in the hospital parking lot not too much later.
Turning towards him, Sheridan gazed at him with inquisitive eyes. "What is it? Is it the baby? You said she was okay!"
He shook his head, enveloping her hand in his, his expression one of complete seriousness. "The baby is fine, I promise you. I just think you should know who did this to you, to us."
She nodded, though dread was beginning to grow in the pit of her stomach. "Who was it, Luis? Who could do something like this?"
Exhaling loudly, he ran a hand through his hair, unable to look her in the eye. Reluctantly, he said, "Beth. Beth did this."
Sheridan's eyes grew wide and she shook her head in disbelief. "Beth did this? How-Why- I thought she was my friend. I-I don't understand, why would she -" She paused and let out a soft "Oh," of realization. "For you. She wanted you and the only way to do that was to get rid of me. Now I know what she meant when she I ruined her life," She said quietly, staring at her hands.
Luis glanced over at her, his heart breaking at the despondent look on her face. Reaching over, he lifted her chin with his finger. "No matter the reason, it doesn't justify what she did. She's not going to get away with it, Sheridan. I'll make sure of that."
Nodding, she offered him a shaky smile. "I know you will, Luis. And I love you for it, but right now I just want to see my baby."
He smiled in understanding and turned the car off. Getting out, he jogged to the other side to help her out. Together, with his arm around her waist and her limping slightly, the two entered the waiting hospital.
*******
Sheridan was shaking and near tears as Luis led the way towards the nursery, a million and one emotions coursing through her body. She was both happy and sad, excited yet nervous. This baby, this little girl, changed everything. She was a mother, something she had always wanted, but something that scared her a great deal. What kind of mother would she be? But then she gazed up at the man next to her, who was gripping her hand as if were his lifeline, and that was all the reassurance she needed. Luis would be with her through it all. Whatever talents she might lack, he possessed and she smiled. He was her other half, the piece that completed her and together they would give their daughter the best life possible.
They turned down another hall, and she could see Eve standing there, talking quietly to a nurse. She looked up and smiled warmly as they approached.
"Sheridan, just in time. There's a little girl in there waiting for her mommy to feed her," Eve stated and Sheridan felt a tear slip down her face. "Just go on in, Luis knows what to do."
With those words, she turned and left the new parents.
Luis tugged on her hand, ushering her to the nursery door. "You have a seat, I'll get her," He motioned towards the rocking chair he'd occupied earlier.
Nodding, she gave him a small smile as he navigated through the rows of sleeping newborns. She watched as he came to a stop at one, a goofy grin on his handsome face. He reached in and gathered a gurgling bundle into his arms and that was the moment the tears began cascading down Sheridan's cheeks. The picture of the man she loved more then life itself holding their daughter, their firstborn, it was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen.
Luis spoke in low, soothing tones as he slowly made his way back to Sheridan. The light from the hallway reflected off the droplets sliding down her cheeks and his heart flip-flopped, knowing those were tears of happiness, finally.
After what seemed like an eternity, Luis knelt in front of her, gently placing the child in her mothers arms - for the first time.
Overcome with emotion, Sheridan carefully moved the pink blanket out of the way and traced her daughters features. The little girl opened her eyes momentarily, staring up at her, before sighing and closing them again.
Meeting Luis' gaze, she smiled. "She's perfect,' She said in a choked whisper.
"She is," He readily agreed, reaching out to softly touch one tiny hand. "And she's ours."
"It's all I've ever wanted."
Luis' hand traveled from the dozing baby to cup her cheek tenderly, and she leaned into his touch, letting his love emanate from him to her. "We're a family now, Sheridan. And one day soon, we will be in every sense of the word."
The underlying meaning of his words were not lost on her. They were going to be married, come hell or high water. And that meant telling Antonio as soon as possible. He wouldn't take any more excuses, she instinctively knew. There was too much at stake for all of them now.
Nodding, she covered his hand with her own. "We will, Luis."
He smiled then and stood, placing a kiss on the crown of their daughters head and then hers before walking over to a nearby counter. Remembering what the nurse had taught him earlier, Luis mixed a bottle with ease and returned to the incredible scene of Sheridan and their daughter. She took the bottle from him with some trepidation and shifted slightly, so the baby was laying at an angle which she could eat easily. Her heart was in her throat as the little girl began to suckle. Glancing up at Luis, who was standing beside them, she was taken aback by the amount of pure, unadulterated love that resided in his dark orbs.
He met her gaze and smiled. "You're a natural," He said, taking her back to a night that seemed so long ago.
His compliment gave her a bit more confidence as she returned to watch her daughter eat. It was such a beautiful sight, more precious then anything she'd ever experienced.
Luis took the bottle when she'd finished and carefully showed Sheridan how to burp her. As she sat, gently patting the baby's back, he disposed of the dirty bottle and pulled a stool over to them. Sheridan smiled at him as his arm came around her and the proud parents watched in silence while their daughter slept.
******
Antonio, in his confused state, had followed them to the hospital, intent on getting to the bottom of things. There was a nagging voice in his head that had appeared the moment he opened the door to his brother. There was obviously something he wasn't being told and it was about time he stopped pushing aside his suspicions and demand some answers.
Racing towards the information desk, he eyed the old man that sat there, drinking coffee.
"Can I help you?" He asked.
"What floor is the nursery on?" Antonio inquired.
The man scratched the back of his neck. "The second, but I'm afraid visiting hours don't start for another -"
Antonio ignored him and headed towards the elevators, the sinking feeling in his stomach growing with every step he took. A minute later, he stopped out onto the second floor, following the signs that lead to the nursery. Once there, his world came to a screeching halt.
******
"I don't want to let her go," Sheridan sighed, glancing from the sleeping baby in her arms to the empty bed she stood next to.
Luis smiled slightly. "I know, I was the same way, but it's only for a little while, Sher. Just so we can talk about some stuff."
Nodding, she reluctantly laid her down on the soft padding, bending down to gently kiss her forehead. "Sleep well, Sweetheart. Mommy loves you."
Tearing her gaze away from her, Sheridan turned her attention to the man in front of her, allowing him to pull her into his strong embrace. Her head rested against his muscular chest as one of his hands ran up and down her back in a soothing fashion. He kissed her hair softly and she leaned back to smile at him.
"Oh, come on, I know you can do better than that."
Luis raised an eyebrow, sweeping down to capture her lips in the sweetest of kisses, not noticing the figure outside, watching them through the window. Breaking apart, he rested his forehead against hers, his hand coming up to lovingly caress her cheek.
"I love you," He whispered with such intense emotion it made her knees weak.
Her cerulean eyes glistened with unshed tears as she softly returned the sentiment. "I love you, too."
The world around them dissipated as they became lost in each others eyes, her arms looped around his neck, his holding on tightly to her waist. The moment was lost, however, a few seconds later, when there was a light tap on the glass.
Turning, Sheridan's eyes widened and she gasped. "Antonio."
******
"What the hell is going on here?" Antonio ordered when the two had exited the nursery. The anger and pain in his voice made Sheridan cringe and she gripped Luis' hand more tightly.
Luis' face was serious, his tone firm as he gazed coolly at his older sibling. "Antonio, we need to talk."
"Like about why the hell you were kissing my wife?" He rebuked bitterly.
Sensing this conversation was going to escalate, Sheridan stepped between the two brothers. "Why don't we talk about this outside, there is a room full of sleeping babies right there who don't need to hear you two going at it."
Antonio glanced from her, to the nursery window, to Luis, before turning on his heel and stalking towards the elevators. Luis and Sheridan followed behind.
"He's not going to take this very well, is he?" She asked lowly as they made their way down the hall.
"No," Was Luis' simple answer. "But he needs to know the truth."
"I know," Sheridan conceded, just before the boarded the waiting elevator. She glanced over at Antonio, who stood as far away from them as possible, his gazed fixed stubbornly on the door and she sighed. Just because she didn't love him, didn't mean she wanted to see him hurt. But it was time for him to know.
The three exited when it reached the ground floor, walking in silence until they reached the hospital courtyard. Once there, Antonio turned towards them, his eyes narrowed.
"Well, Luis, are you going to tell me what gave the right to touch my wife?"
With his jaw set, Luis met his gaze. "Look, Antonio, this isn't easy to say, so I'm just going to come right out and say it. Sheridan and I are in love. We have been for a long time."
The words registered in his eyes and his angry gaze shifted to Sheridan. "Is this true?"
Luis' hand reassuringly squeezing hers gave her the strength to answer and she nodded. "Yes."
An unreadable expression covered his face as he stared at them, trying to formulate his words. Finally, he asked, "How long? How long have you been cheating on me with my brother?"
Sheridan's eyes widened. "Antonio, it wasn't like that. Luis and I were together long before I even met you."
Antonio gave a disbelieving shake of his head. "So, what, that makes it okay? You've been lying to me from the beginning!"
"We wanted to tell you the truth -" She began weakly, but was cut off by his words.
"And I bet you just expect me to step aside and let you live happily ever after. Well, guess what, I'm not. You're my wife and I'm not going to give you up that easily," He retorted, pushing past them without another word.
When he had disappeared from view, Sheridan whirled around to face Luis, tears forming in the corner of her eyes.
"What do we do now?"
Luis merely shook his head and enveloped her in his arms. "We'll figure something out, Sheridan. I promise."
*******
It was nearing eight am when Sheridan and Luis arrived at the Harmony Police Department to file a formal complaint and so Luis could interrogate Beth, as he knew she wasn't working alone. Luis had suggested Sheridan stay at the hospital, but she insisted on going with him. Luckily, Eve had allowed them to take their daughter with them, and so now they sat, Luis filling out his report, Sheridan asleep in her chair and the baby seated on top her fathers desk in the baby seat Sam had dug out of his basement before meeting them at the station. Ever now and then the little girl would let out a gurgle, causing Luis to look up and smile.
Letting out a pent up breath, he dropped his pen and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes momentarily. He hadn't slept in over twenty-four hours, minus the catnap he'd caught at the hospital and it was starting to take its toll on him. Especially considering all that had happened in that time.
In all honesty, he was avoiding the inevitable. The thought of facing Beth again was definitely less than appealing. He was still having a had time believing she was capable of such horrible things, although he now knew that she was.
Sighing, he pushed away from the desk and stood, stretching to relieve some of the tension from his aching muscles. Walking over to the other side, he squatted next to the chair Sheridan was slumped over in.
"Sheridan," He whispered, shaking her slightly.
She mumbled incoherently, opening her eyes. "Mmm?"
Reaching out, he brushed a lock of hair out of her face. "I need to go talk to Beth now." He motioned towards the sleeping infant. "You'll be all right out here? I can always take you home."
Sitting up, she shook her head. "We'll be fine."
"Okay." Standing again, Luis gestured towards a nearby door. "I'll be in there if you need anything."
Sheridan nodded, her eyes following his form as he headed towards the interrogation room, when suddenly he turned back, hauled her out of her seat and kissed her with an intensity that left her breathless. When they parted, he gave her a heart stopping grin.
"Motivation," He murmured, placing another quick kiss on her lips.
Her eyes twinkling, Sheridan slid her hand to the back of his head and whispered. "Well, in that case," before bringing his mouth down to meet hers in a fervent kiss that seemed to linger on and on, neither wanting it to end.
"Ahem."
The sound broke them apart and they turned to see an amused Sam standing there.
"I hate to interrupt," He cocked his head in the direction of the interrogation room. "But we need to get going on this before the FBI get here."
With an apologetic look, Luis reluctantly relinquished his hold on Sheridan. "This shouldn't take too long and then we can head back to the house and get some sleep."
"Sounds good," She smiled, which he returned. Dropping a soft kiss on his daughters sleeping head, Luis sighed and followed Sam.
******
Beth was sitting at the single table in the room, a dejected expression on her face as she stared down at the handcuffs that held her prisoner. Her plan, her life, were ruined. She'd never seen such disdain or contempt in Luis' eyes as she had at the hospital. He hated her and it was all Sheridan's fault. If she would've just stayed dead, she would've never had to go to such lengths to keep Luis.
Her thoughts were shaken when the door opened and Sam and Luis came into the room. They spoke in low tones to the female officer that had been standing guard, and finally she nodded and left.
They turned towards her then and she flinched at the cold expression on Luis' face. He sat in the chair furthest from her, his arms crossed and she could tell he was fighting his anger. Sam sat across from her, a deep from sitting on his features.
"We'll make this quick," Luis said stoically. "I want to know who you were working with and where we can find them."
Beth didn't even pause in giving him Charlie's name and address. If she was going down, Charlie was going with her.
The questioning went on for a few more minutes, until she couldn't take it anymore, couldn't take being under Luis' penetrating gaze. Glancing between the two men, she meekly asked.
"Can I use the bathroom?"
******
Sheridan was idly flipping through the pictures Luis kept in his desk, smiling every now and then when she came across one of the two of them. A whimper alerted her that the baby had awoken and her face brightened as she greeted her.
"Good morning, Sweetheart!"
The baby whimpered again, so she stood and released her from the seat, gently cradling her in her arms. It was then that a foul odor met her senses and she grimaced.
"Come on, Sheridan, you can do this," She muttered to herself. Placing the baby back in the seat and retrieving a clean diaper, she grabbed the box of baby wipes, along with the carrier and made her way to the woman's restroom.
The small bathroom as empty and she found the folding changing table with much effort. Setting the baby seat on the floor for a moment, she pulled the table down, her sneeze echoing off the walls as she did.
It was obvious the table hadn't been used in some time, if ever, and she scrunched her nose in distaste. There was no way she was laying her child down in that filth. The baby let out another whimper of protest to still be wearing the dirty diaper, causing Sheridan to frown.
"I'm sorry, sweetie. Just hold on a second..." Her voice trailed off as she picked up the pack of wipes. Extracting a couple, she reluctantly swiped them across the hard plastic until she was satisfied it was clean enough.
Picking her daughter up again, she gently laid her down, smiling when the infants eyes stared back at her. It was incredible, the amount of love she felt for this one tiny baby. She'd never felt so much for anyone other than Luis, as she did their daughter. It was only right, she figured, since this little girl was a constant reminder, a symbol of their undying love for one another.
Shaking her head, Sheridan put her focus on the task in front of her. Undoing the snaps of the pink outfit Luis had insisted on buying from the gift shop before leaving the hospital, she fought the urge to gag. She had never changed a diaper before, so this should prove to be quite the experience.
Removing the tape from the diaper, she coughed loudly, her face twisted in disgust. How could something so putrid come from something so sweet? Eyeing her, as she cleaned her up, Sheridan couldn't help but smile. Her little face was an expression of amusement.
"Well, I'm glad you're finding this entertaining," Sheridan sighed, tossing the dirty diaper into the nearby garbage can, relieved to be rid of it. The baby cooed, one arm waving wildly at her.
It took a little fiddling around, but Sheridan managed to finish the job and she smiled triumphantly. Gathering her up in her arms, she kissed her nose playfully.
"That wasn't so hard, now was it?" She asked out loud, returning the baby to her seat while she washed her hands. Frowning at her reflection in the mirror, she tried in vain to retain some sort of order to her unruly hair. How Luis could stand to see her like this was beyond her.
Suddenly the bathroom door flung open and she glanced up, her blue eyes narrowing in anger.
Behind her, with wide eyes, stood Beth. Her hands cuffed in front of her, she took a step back as Sheridan whirled around to face her. Her gaze darted to the baby seat on the floor and the child inside, clutching the blanket that covered her. Swallowing hard, she took another step back.
"Sheridan, I--"
"Shut up," Sheridan growled, her anger and hatred growing as every memory of her time in that pit replayed in her mind. The day her beautiful little girl was stolen from her. "Listen to me and listen good, because the only time I plan on laying my eyes on you after this is in a courtroom. I want you to stay away from me, Luis and our daughter. If you dare to even look at any of us after today, I will not be responsible for my actions. You are a cold, heartless monster and you better believe that you are going to pay for what you did. I will do everything in my power as a Crane to make sure you do." She paused, a scowl set on her pretty features. "You messed with the wrong woman this time, Beth. I hope you rot in hell."
Beth, although she was shaking, tossed her a haughty look. "You have a lot of nerve telling me to stay away from Luis, when you're still married to Antonio. I may be a monster, but at least I wasn't whoring myself between two brothers."
Her comment must've struck a nerve, because the next sound that was heard was that of a loud slap echoing off the walls. Sheridan, her eyes dark with hate, grabbed the baby seat and stalked towards the door, glancing back to glare at the other woman, before leaving without another word.
******
"Are you sure you're okay?" Luis asked again, an hour and a half later as they drove towards the Lopez-Fitzgerald home.
Managing a small smile, she nodded. "I'm fine, Luis, really. I'm just tired."
Luis eyed her, but didn't push the issue, knowing she would talk to him when she was ready. "We're almost there, and you can get some sleep."
"What about the baby, Luis? We can't just have her sleeping in that thing all the time. My God, we don't have anything she needs. We have to get -"
"Hey, calm down," He advised, glancing over at her. "I called ahead. Mama and Miguel have already got out my old bassinet, she can sleep in that until we can get her a crib. As for everything else, I'm sure Mama still has everyone's baby stuff stashed away in the attic. Just until we can get her what she needs. It'll be fine."
His words seemed to placate her and she relaxed, glancing back into the backseat to check on the sleeping baby. Turning back around, she returned Luis' loving smile, tucking her hand into his. He brought it up to his mouth, placing a soft kiss on her knuckles in a sweet gesture.
The rest of the ride in a comfortable, safe silence. When they pulled up in the driveway, Sheridan couldn't help but grin at the eager expressions of Pilar, Theresa and Miguel's faces, all three of them standing on the front porch. Luis glanced at her, his face amused.
"You ready for this?"
With her affirmative nod, he got out and helped her as well, before unstrapping the baby from the car seat. Dropping a soft kiss on the baby's head ,he handed her to Sheridan, while he grabbed everything else. His family had convened on the two girls by the time he turned around.
"Oh, my gosh, she's so cute!" Theresa squealed, reaching out to touch her nieces chubby cheeks. "She's like the perfect combination of the two of you! Isn't she, Mama?"
Pilar had tears flowing down her face when she conceded her daughters point. "She's beautiful, Mija."
Luis, ever the protective one, wrapped an arm around Sheridan, pride shining from his dark eyes. "Why don't we go in, it's kind of chilly out here yet."
His statement was agreed with and so they all headed inside the warm house. Luis helped Sheridan with her jacket as Pilar held her granddaughter for the first time, with his brother and sister peering over her shoulder.
He and Sheridan shared a look of love and happiness as they settled on the couch, watching their family coo over the new addition.
This went on for another few minutes, until the baby let out a wail of hunger. Passing her back to her mother, Luis stood to go make a bottle, but was stopped by Pilar.
"I'll get it, Mijo. You stay."
He shot her a thankful look, before sitting back down, his arm returning to its position around Sheridan's shoulders. She leaned into him, gazing up at him with utter adoration.
"I love you," He murmured softly into her ear, where he placed a small kiss.
"I love you, too," She whispered back just as Pilar reentered, bottle in hand. Moments later, the little girl was eating happily.
At this point, Miguel excused himself to go visit Charity and Theresa went to go check on Little Ethan. Pilar sat down across from them, smiling at the baby, though she seemed pensive.
"Mama?" Luis questioned. "You look like you want to say something."
Wringing her hands, his mother nodded. "Antonio came by this morning. He was so angry, Mijo. I fear he is going to do something irrational."
"Did he say he was going to do something?"
Pilar shook her head no. "Not in so many words, at least. He just kept raving about how you betrayed him and how he was never going to let Sheridan go. I'm just afraid... I've never seen your brother so angry."
Sheridan glanced down, her heart aching because she knew it was all her fault. Placing the baby in Luis' arms, she whispered, "I'm so sorry," before rushing from the room in tears.
Looking over at his mother, who nodded, Luis laid the baby in her arms before following Sheridan. He found her in his room, laying on his bed, her body shaking with her silent cries.
His heart breaking at the sight, he did the only thing he could, rush to her side and pull her into his arms.
"Shh, sweetie, it's okay."
Pulling back and staring at him with a tear streaked face, Sheridan shook her head. "No, it's not, Luis. This is all my fault. Beth was right."
Luis' face darkened at the mention of her. "What did Beth say to you?"
"That I was whoring myself between you and Antonio. And she's right. God, Luis, how can y you stand to look at me, let alone want to be with me after everything that's happened? You should ha-"
Her words were cut off by Luis' passionate kiss. "Because I love you," He simply stated. "And what Beth said is the farthest thing from the truth. You haven't slept with him since you came back, have you?"
"No," She sniffled. "Of course not."
"Then, see," He said with a grin. "You couldn't remember who you were, let alone who I was the last time you were... with him. And as soon as you did remember, you made sure it didn't happen. Tell me how that is what you're saying it is?"
"I married him," Sheridan replied.
"To save his life," Luis interjected. "As much as it hurt to watch you marry my brother, even I can't fault you for that."
Her eyes shining with unshed tears, she reached up to stroke his cheek. "What did I ever do to deserve a man as amazing as you?"
The question was rhetorical, but he answered anyways. "You loved me. That's all."
She smiled as his lips descended upon hers once again, though a yawn escaped when they parted.
"Tired of my kisses already, huh?" Luis teased.
Pressing a finger to his mouth, she shook her head. "Never."
"Good," He murmured before kissing her again.
"Mmm," Sheridan mumbled. "We should probably put the baby to bed," She commented as he stood.
Luis nodded and moved towards the door. "I'll go get her. Be right back."
"Hurry," She requested and he smiled before disappearing from view.
He returned a few minutes later with the gurgling baby in tow. The two settled back down on the bed next to her and Luis shifted her slightly so they both could see her perfect little features.
Touching her head softly, Sheridan watched him hold their daughter, feeling the prickly feeling of tears forming in her eyes. "I can't believe she's here with us," She whispered in awe. "I can't believe you found her."
"Hey, I said I would, didn't I?" Luis reminded her. "I'm just glad she's okay."
Gazing up at him, she touched his cheek. "And that we know for sure who her daddy is."
Capturing her hand in his own, Luis turned his dark eyes on her. "There was never a doubt in my mind."
She gave a quick nod, her eyes traveling back to the baby, who was clutching her fathers finger tightly. The proud parents watched as she let out a tiny yawn before closing her eyes, a nearly inaudible sigh escaping her pink lips. Silence ensued for a moment until Luis glanced over at her, amusement dancing in his eyes.
"What?"
"Are we going to name this little angel, or is she Baby Lopez-Fitzgerald for good?"
The sides of her mouth quirked up into a grin and she gazed down at the dark haired beauty in his arms. "We never did get around to talking names, did we?"
"Well, we can decide now," He replied. "You have any preferences?"
Sheridan seemed to contemplate this for a moment before smiling. "I've always loved the name Madison."
"Madison," Luis repeated, breaking out into a grin. "Madison Lopez-Fitzgerald. I like it. What do you think?" He asked the sleeping baby.
The baby cooed in her slumber and he nodded. "I think that's a yes."
Sheridan giggled, touching the soft brown locks onto of her head. "Madison." Pausing, she met Luis' eyes. "Would you be okay with giving her my mothers name for a middle name?"
Luis nodded. "I think it would be the perfect name for her."
******
Three weeks later, Luis was sitting at his desk at work, pouring over the mounds of books in front of him. The past few weeks with Sheridan and Madison had been amazing, but knowing she was still technically married to his brother was putting an unwanted strain on things. He wasn't allowing himself to get too close to her and it killed him every time he looked into her gorgeous blue orbs and saw the pain and rejection there. He hated himself for this and was determined to find the answer to their problems. He didn't want to sleep apart from the woman he loved anymore. The couch was really starting to take it's toll on his already tense muscles.
There had to be a loophole in the marriage somewhere. Even the slightest mere technicality that would render it invalid would do. Even if they were never able to wed in a church, he'd be content in knowing she was his, legally. If he weren't a man of the law, he'd be tempted to march over to the Crane Estate and beat Antonio until he agreed to have the damn thing annulled. Hell, he'd already come close a week earlier, when his brother had shone up at the house, demanding to see his wife. As soon as the words had left his mouth, Luis' fist had made contact with his right eye. Had it not been for his mothers scream, he wasn't sure he would've stopped.
Sighing, his gaze shifted from the blurring words in front of him, to the picture on the edge of his desk. It had been taken the day before the incident with Antonio, on an unseasonably warm October day. Theresa had snapped the picture of him, Sheridan and Madison without their knowing, giddily capturing the light hearted moment on film.
The photo reignited his determination for an answer and he returned to his reading.
Half hour later, he closed the book with a bang, his head resting in his hands. There had to be something...
All of a sudden, as if a light bulb clicked on above his head, it came to him. Flipping on his computer, he logged on, mentally crossing his fingers. He didn't want to get his hopes up, but the anticipation began to build in his chest.
Quickly entering Sheridan's name and birthdate into the database, he waited on baited breath. The screen before him changed and he let out his breath, a smile spreading across his face.
This was it, just what he was looking for. He couldn't believe he hadn't thought of it earlier. Quickly scanning the words before him to double check, he grabbed the phone to call in a favor.
******
That evening Luis arrived home with a single rose in his hand. Tonight was terribly important, as he thought over the possibilities that lay before him.
Quietly, he entered the house, finding nobody in the living room. Poking his head into the kitchen, he bid hello to his mother and headed off in search of the two people who meant most to him. Sheridan's melodic giggles and Madison's happy gurgles met him when he reached his bedroom. Inside, Sheridan was twirling around the room, their daughter safely encased in her arms as she sang softly to her. Entranced by the scene, he leaned against the doorframe, a smile playing on his lips.
"Luis," Sheridan exclaimed a moment later, coloring slightly. "I didn't see you."
"I noticed," He chuckled at her expression, coming into the room. Tickling the baby under the chin, he greeted his daughter happily. "Hey, Maddy. How's Daddy's little girl?"
Madison stared up at him adoringly, her tiny fist waving in the air as if she were saying hello. Kissing her on the head, he turned to Sheridan his smile growing. Bowing slightly, in an over exaggerated gesture, he presented her with the rose.
"For you, my love."
Since her hands were full, Luis tucked the flower behind her ear, finally kissing her in greeting.
She smiled brightly as her hand came up to touch the soft petals, once Madison was in her fathers embrace. "What are you in such a good mood about?" She inquired.
"All in good time," He grinned in answer.
Sheridan looked about ready to respond when Pilar's voice floated down the hall, announcing dinner was ready.
Offering his arm, Luis dropped a kiss on the top of her head as they headed towards the kitchen.
******
"What are we doing here?" Sheridan asked a couple hours later as Luis parked them outside the hospital.
He quirked an eyebrow at her, his eyes twinkling. "This, just so happens to be the answer to all our problems."
Uncertainty washed over Sheridan's features and she gazed at him in confusion. "I don't understand. How is the hospital the answer to our problems?"
"Well," He began, taking her hand into his. "As you know, I've been trying to find a way to get Antonio out of the picture, so we can get married."
Her eyes widened. "D-Did you? Did you find a way?"
He tried, unsuccessfully, to hide his smile and she let out a shriek, throwing her arms around his neck, hugging him tight, despite the console between them.
"Oh, my God! You did, you mean we can actually be married and be a family?"
Luis nodded.
Sheridan's excited expression gave way to a puzzled one. "How, though? And what does the hospital have to do with it? This isn't one of Theresa's crazy ideas, is it?"
Letting out a laugh, Luis shook his head. "No, this is perfectly legal - and sane. We're here because we need to have a DNA test done on you."
"A DNA test? Luis, why -"
"All right, let me explain." At her nod to continue, he exhaled. "I was reading through your records at work today, after it came to me. For all intents and purposes, you are legally still dead. After the explosion in Bermuda and they found 'your' body, you were declared deceased and a death certificate was issued." He paused, choking on the memories of the pain he'd endured during that time. Sheridan reached over and squeezed his hand, silently reminding him she was indeed alive. He shot her a grateful look before proceeding. "Anyways, when you returned to Harmony, nobody thought to have you declared living again. So, as it stands, you've been dead for two years now. And, from a legal standpoint, it is against the law to marry a dead person..."
His voice trailed off as understanding dawned on her and a grin appeared. "So, what you're saying is, technically, I'm not married to Antonio?"
Matching her smile, he brushed his lips against her hand. "Nope. All we have to do is get this test done to prove you are really who you say you are, wait a few days to have it recognized by the government and we can go down to the Justice of Peace's office and get married."
A cloud came over her as a thought struck. "What about the church? Am I still married to him in the eyes of the church?"
"I'm waiting to hear back from Father Lonnigan on that one. He said he'd have to check with the archdiocese to be sure. They aren't exactly approached with this situation every day," Luis said with some merriment, to which she smiled.
"No, I suppose not. Well, what do you say we get this done? I'd kind of like to be alive again."
Chuckling, he opened his door, as did she, and together they headed inside.
******
It was another two weeks before Luis got the call he'd been waiting for. Father Lonnigan had informed him a few days earlier that the marriage between Sheridan and Antonio was voided in the church and that there was no reason they couldn't be married in the eyes of God.
They had talked it over and agreed that they would be married by the Justice of Peace first, and eventually by a priest. Right now, their main objective was to be husband and wife, not willing to take anymore chances with their future.
And now that he had the word Sheridan was officially 'alive', they could do just that - tonight.
Quickly jotting down a few reminders to himself, Luis picked up the phone and dialed his sisters cell phone number, drumming his fingers on the edge of the desk.
"Theresa? It's me. Yeah. Everything went through, so you can go ahead... Great. Thanks sis. See you in a few."
Hanging up, he grabbed his jacket and keys, pausing to let Sam know he was leaving and headed out. He had a lot to do if he was going to be married in a few hours.
******
"Where are we going?" Sheridan inquired five hours later, as Luis drove down a dark road, the only light coming from sparse headlights that passed every now and then.
Luis glanced over at her, a secretive smile playing on his lips. "I told you, it's a surprise. You'll love it, I promise."
Giving him a curious look, she sighed and leaned back in her seat. "How much longer?"
"Not too much," He replied. A minute later, he pulled the car off to the side of the road and the crease in her forehead deepened.
"Luis?"
"Shh," He pressed a finger to her soft lips, reaching into the backseat and pulling out a silk blindfold. Sheridan eyed him incredulously.
"I hope you don't -" Her words were cut off, as well as her vision, when he pulled the material over her eyes, stopping her when her hands came up to remove it. "Luis -"
"Indulge me here, would you?" He said with a chuckle. "You'll only have it on for a few minutes."
She huffed in response, but couldn't help the small smile that appeared a half second later. Suddenly, she heard the car door open and then close, and she reached out, but found nothing.
"Luis?" Her nervous voice called, just before her door opened and a hand touched her arm.
"I'm right here. Come on, come with me. Watch your step," Luis warned as he helped her from the vehicle. He led her way for a few moments, her heels crunching on the fallen leaves. Then she heard another door open and she was ushered into the warm exterior of the waiting car.
Confusion flitted across her face as she clutched Luis' hand. "Where are we? Can I take this damn thing off yet?"
His warm breath tickled her ear, sending a shiver through her when he leaned in to whisper. "Just a few minutes longer. We're almost there."
'
With a soft sigh, she leaned back in his embrace, enjoying the feeling of having his hand entwined with hers, his chin resting on the top of her head.
They rode in silence for a short time, when the car stropped and Luis helped her out. Guiding her up the few steps to the brightly lit building, he nodded in greeting to the woman that came to greet them.
"I'll be right back, okay?" He murmured, brushing a kiss across her temple before following the other woman. She could hear his muffled voice, as well as a female, but couldn't make out their words. Before she could call out for him, he returned.
"I'll see you soon," Were his parting words, and she frowned. He was leaving her? Just what the hell was going on?
A hand touched her shoulder unexpectedly and she whirled in that direction.
"Come on," The familiar voice urged, taking her hand. Her nose scrunched. That sounded a lot like...
"Theresa?"
The other girl giggled as she tugged her on in a different direction. "Careful," She advised. "There's steps. A lot of them."
Slowly, she allowed Theresa to lead her up a flight of stairs, her curiosity growing with each step. She was escorted down a hall and into a room, where Theresa sat her down and untied the blindfold.
Sheridan blinked a few times as she was met with the harsh light. Once she had adjusted, she allowed her gaze to sweep around the room, taking in its appearance. Theresa stood nearby, looking as if she were about to burst at the seams. Finally meeting the younger womans eye, she asked. "Where are we?"
The ecstatic grin that she had been suppressing finally graced her face and Theresa excitedly clapped her hands. "We're in your dressing room."
Sheridan looked mystified. "Dressing room? Why in the world ..."
Theresa winked at her, placing her hand over hers. "We have to get you ready to get married, silly."
A myriad of emotions played across her face and her free hand came up to her mouth as a quiet squeak escaped her lips. A single tear trailed down her face and a smile appeared at last. Leave it up to Luis to blindfold her and whisk her off to some secret locale to get married. Married. She was getting married, to the man she loved. The nightmare was ending, replaced instead, by a dream come true.
"Hey now, none of that," Theresa admonished, noticing the fresh batch of tears forming in her blue eyes. "You gotta save some of those for the wedding."
Sheridan let out a soft laugh, wiping the dampness away with her hand. "So, are you going to help me get ready?"
"We all are," Answered a female voice from the doorway and she whirled around in her chair to find Gwen standing there. Behind her were two painstakingly familiar faces and her eyes widened.
"Amanda! Gina!"
The two girls stepped further into the room and she stood, throwing her arms around them, hugging them tight.
"Mmph, you're cutting off my air supply, Aunt Sheridan," The younger of the two, Amanda, grumbled good naturedly.
Sheridan reluctantly stepped back, with a huge grin on her face. "I can't believe you're here! What are you doing here?"
"What, miss your wedding?" Gina smirked. "We already missed out on the circus antics of the first two, there's no way we're missing this one. Who knows what could happen."
Letting out a groan, Sheridan shook her head. "Don't say that. All I want is a simple, uneventful wedding. No theatrics, please."
"I'm sure everything will be fine," Gwen stepped in.
"It will be," Theresa agreed. "I'm positive of it."
Surprisingly, Gwen smiled at the other woman before turning her attention to her best friend. "We don't have a lot of time, so why don't you go put this on," She said, handing her a dress bag she hadn't noticed until then.
Intrigued, Sheridan peeked into the bag, a heartfelt smile emerging. Inside was a beautiful white dress. Though not a wedding gown, it seemed more appropriate given the situation. "It's gorgeous, thank you."
"We can't take the credit for it, unfortunately," Gwen informed her. "Luis picked it out. We're just delivering it."
Knowing that seemed to make the dress that much more special. Laying the bag over one arm, she shot them all a grateful look before disappearing behind the trifold divider that served as the changing area. Slipping the smooth material on, she stopped to take in her image in the mirror behind her. The satiny fabric clung to her curves in all the right places, feeling smooth against her body. The bodice was low cut, but moderately so and it was held up by two straps. The back was made up of criss-crossing strings, showing off pieces of her soft skin. The skirt billowed out slightly, falling just before it covered her feet. Inside the bag, she also found a pair of matching white heels and a small velvet box. After sliding the shoes on, she sat down on the tiny stool in the corner and opened the box, tears springing to her eyes. Laying among the velvet was a single golden locket, the faint imprint of two intertwined hearts on the front. Turning it over, the words Two hearts become one were inscribed, followed by the date. Biting her lip to keep from crying, she opened the locket, smiling at the images inside. On one side was a picture of the two of them, taken the night of their engagement party, the second of them and Madison, taken only a week earlier.
It was then she noticed the little slip of white paper tucked in the lid of the box. Extracting it, she unfolded it, heartbeat accelerating at his words. He was so unbelievable sometimes. It was obvious he'd been planning this for some time and she got the feeling he'd gotten a bit of help from both Theresa and Gwen.
"Are you dressed?" Theresa's bubbly voice cut through her thoughts.
Standing, Sheridan smoothed out her skirt and gingerly secured the locket around her neck. "Yes."
"Well, let's see you then!" She encouraged and Sheridan fought the urge to giggle.
Taking one last glance in the mirror, she stepped out into the room, where a collective gasp came up from the group of women.
"Oh, Aunt Sheridan, you look beautiful," Amanda gushed, her blue-green eyes alight.
"She's right, you look incredible," Gwen complimented with a smile.
"Definitely. That man of yours certainly has good taste," Gina commented, reaching out to feel the material.
"Of course he does, he's my brother," Theresa cracked, pulling Sheridan towards the lighted mirror. Gwen rolled her eyes, but sat down in the chair next to her as Theresa began to fix her hair. She presented a makeup kit and smiled.
"Don't worry, I'm just going to touch it up a bit."
The two women worked diligently for the next fifteen minutes until Theresa announced she was done. Swiveling her chair so she could see, her jaw dropped slightly.
"Theresa, it looks amazing. Thank you."
"Anything for true love," She whispered in her hear just before Pilar entered the room. She beamed when she saw Sheridan.
"Mija, you look beautiful. Luis is not going to be able to take his eyes off of you."
"Thank you, Pilar," Sheridan whispered, hugging her.
Pilar pulled back, her face still smiling. "Well, I came up here to tell you it's time. Everything is set."
Theresa let out a squeal and the five women quickly hugged her before leaving the room. A moment later there was a knock and she turned to see Ethan standing there.
"Ready to get married?" He asked with a grin.
Unable to shake the blissful smile from her features, she nodded, slipping her arm through his offered on. "More than ready," She confirmed.
"Let's do this then, shall we?"
Without another word, he led her down a hallway, coming to a halt just before reaching the stairs.
"Luis wasn't sure if you wanted to walk alone or -"
"I'd be honored to have you escort me," Sheridan interrupted, to which he nodded.
They waited in silence until strains of the wedding march floated up to meet their ears. Taking a deep breath, she donned a brilliant smile as they began their descent.
******
Luis stood at the makeshift alter, his anxiety beginning to set in. This was the moment he'd been waiting for so long - much too long. Two failed attempts proceeded this one and he prayed nothing would go wrong this time. But then, didn't the saying go 'Third times the charm', or something similar? That thought relaxed him some and he was able to smile when Hank shot him the thumbs up sign.
He couldn't help the chuckle that found it's way out when his sister scurried down the aisle to her seat, practically glowing. His amusement soon faded as the music began to spill from the speakers and his dark eyes darted over to the winding staircase. His breath held until the most beautiful vision in white stepped into view, looking positively radiant.
Her blue eyes shone when they caught his and he could see them sparkling from where he waited. Luckily, the walk didn't take very long and soon her hand was in his as he brought her to his side.
The ceremony seemed to go by in a blur, as they repeated the binding words, sliding the rings onto each others fingers, vowing to spend the rest of their lives together.
"You may kiss your bride," The Justice of Peace declared and Luis didn't need to be told twice.
Drawing her into his arms, he lowered his mouth to hers, the kiss sweet in every way, despite the salty result from both of their tears. Breaking away, his forehead rested against hers, his thumb tenderly wiping away her tears.
"I love you."
"I love you, too," Sheridan whispered just before he recaptured her lips as the applause rang out behind them.
******
The End!
Woo, finally! I know some of you were hoping that Martin would make another appearance before the end, and I had planned on it, but this chapter alone is nearly 30 pages (Handwritten!) and I fear if I wrote any more my fingers would fall off. Besides, I thought this was a good place to end things.
I hope you all enjoyed this story and I want to thank all of you for all of your kind comments. Even though I don't reply individually, I do read all of them and I appreciate them immensely.
So, anyways, until next time, folks. It's been fun!