Title: Child of Love (sequel to CAN DREAMS BE MORE THAN JUST DREAM) 11/?

Author: Christen Hays (PurpleHaysC@netscape.com)

Comments: please send me all you comments. Please! This story is the sequel to CAN DREAMS BE MORE THAN JUST DREAM. Please read it first!

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Gabi was sitting in the kitchen with her father and Lindsey. They were both beaming; they had their hands entangled in each other. Gabi smiled. She was glad to have her mother back. For the first time in her life, she was actually happy. Everything in her life was exactly how she wanted it. She smiled as she watched her parents kiss. She would never complain about anything in her life again. She got up, walked over to her father, gave him a kiss, and told him she loved him. Then she went to her mother and went to kiss her but she was gone and she was at her grave but the date now said this year. She turned around and saw her father and the rest of her family crying

She woke up with a jolt and covered in sweat. She looked around her room and sighed with relief that it was just a dream.  She got up and looked out of her window. The sun was up and she could smell bacon coming in the kitchen. She grabbed her robe and headed down stairs.

When she walked into the kitchen, she was shocked to see Ethan and Lindsey trying to cook pancakes.

"See you sling the mix on the pan like this." Ethan slung down the mix and some hit Lindsey in the face.  He laughed.

"Let me try that." She slung the mix all over Ethan's face. "Now that's how do it." She said with a laugh.

"Oh really." He grabbed a handful of mix, rubbed it all over her face, and laughed.

"You know what this means don't you?" She asked.

He nodded. "War!"

She grabbed a bowl of flour and he grabbed the sugar. They started throwing it at each other laughing wildly.

Finally, Ethan tackled her and started to tickle her. "So you surrender?" He asked as he stopped.

"Never."

"Well then I will have to make you surrender." He started to tickle her again and she laughed uncontrollably

"Ok, I'll give." She screamed between laughs.

He helped her up and kissed her.

"It was worth it." She said with a smile.

"Why's that?" He asked.

"Because now you know that I always will give into you."

He smiled.

Gabi walked out of the kitchen and ran into Ivy who was heading into the kitchen.

"I wouldn't go in there if I was, grandma."

"Why?"

"Well Dad and Lindsey are trying to make pancakes very unsuccessfully." She said.

"Thanks for the warning but I think I'll take my chances. Why don't you go see Grandma Pilar, I think she wants you to got to Church with her today."

Gabi nodded and headed off towards the house.

Ivy headed into the kitchen. She saw Ethan and Lindsey laughing and the kitchen was a wreck.

"You know we need to get cleaned up before everyone wakes up." Lindsey said.

"We'll take a shower, come on." Ethan said and started to lead her up stairs.

"Too late." Ivy said and they turned around. Lindsey was blushing. "Lindsey, why don't you give me a second with my son. He'll join you in a second." She said.

Lindsey nodded and headed up stairs.

Ethan turned to his mother. "What all did you see?"

"Not as much as Gabi."

Ethan's eyes widened. "How is she?"

"She went to Pilar's and she seemed fine."

Ethan let out a sigh of relief. "Good, but I'm still worried."

Ivy picked up a sponge and threw one at Ethan. "Clean and talk."

He started to clean. "I'm just worried that Lindsey won't stay and she'd get attached to her."

"But if you're in love with her, Ethan and you know she loves then she won't leave."

"I know you're right. It's just not easy."

"Love never is but don't use your child as an excuse. I should know. Because when you run out of excuses she may not be there any more."

He got up and hugged her.  "You're right, mother. Thank you."

"That what I'm here for, that and to clean up."

He headed up stairs.

Sam walked into the kitchen. "Throw me one of those."

She threw one at him. "He still hasn't figured it out yet, has he?" He asked.

"No, he gets that from his father."

Sam laughed.  "How do you figure?"

"Well it took you forever and a day to realize he was your son even with evidence right in front of your face."

"Ok, that's true but you weren't exactly forth coming with the information."

She blushed. "So history repeats it self again."

"Too bad we can't help him." Sam said.

"Maybe it's for the best we don't interfere. Interferences are not always helpful. You should know that."

"Sadly enough I do."