Three hours of agony later, Theresa's phone finally rang. She sprinted
across the room to answer it. "Hello, Ethan?" she breathed in to the
phone.
"Theresa, I'm on my over,...with Little Ethan", Ethan said on the phone.
"Oh my God, you did it, didn't you Ethan. You got Julian to give me back custody of my son!"
"Not exactly Theresa. But I can tell you this. Little Ethan's father wants him to be with his Mommy, always. See you in a few minutes." Ethan hung up the phone.
Theresa put down the phone and dropped to her knees. "Thank you God, Thank you for delivering my son back to me. Thank you for answering my prayers."
With that, Theresa got and immediately ran to make Little Ethan his favorite dinner.
Fifteen minutes later, Theresa heard her front door open.
"Mommy!", Little Ethan yelled, and ran directly in to his mother's open arms.
"Oh Little Ethan, I missed you so much, and I am so glad your home. And I promise you, you will never have to spend time with your father again."
Ethan walked in and closed the door just as Theresa uttered those words. "That's not true, Theresa. Little Ethan will have to see his father everyday from now on."
Theresa stared at Ethan, with a confused and scared look on her face. "Ethan, what are you saying, Julian still wants visitation rights, he'll have to go back and face Rebecca and Gwen and..."
Ethan walked over to Theresa and put his fingers over her lips. "Theresa," said Ethan, his heart swelled with pride and love, "I am little Ethan's father."
"WHAT?!"
"I called Julian and Dr. Russell. First I asked Julian if he remembered "being with you "in Bermuda. He said no, all he remembered was waking up in bed next to you. Then when I asked Dr. Russell if she knew for sure the birth control you were taking when we...well, you know, the night before we were to be married..."
"On the beach,...... yes Ethan, I remember." Just the way Theresa said those words, and the look in her eyes, Ethan knew they both felt then, and still feel, the same way about that night on the beach. Ethan had to take a breath before he continued.
"Well, she admitted she may have not thought the time periods all the way through. So she took a DNA swab from Little Ethan, from me and from Julian. Two matched perfectly..."
"Yours and Little Ethan's!", Theresa squealed with delight. She ran over to Ethan and threw herself in his arms. Suddenly, she pulled back.
"But what about Rebecca? Surely she couldn't have let this happen right before her eyes."
"No, we did it secretly in Julian's office, and then we all went with Dr. Russell to the hospital to get the results. After we found out the truth...Julian, Little Ethan and I went back to the mansion to pack up his things, and that's when we told Rebecca."
"She must have been furious! "
"She was, she even threatened Julian that if he let Little Ethan go, she would tell some big secret that she had against him. Julian said go ahead, your bluffing anyway. And she was apparently. She turned around and ran up to her room! Now Julian is divorcing her, too."
"Wow. Not a good day for the Hotchkiss women."
"Well, they are finally getting what they deserve. Julian kicked them both out of the mansion."
"I know I should feel bad for them, but I just can't get over how wonderful this all is for us! I knew it Ethan! I knew that night on the beach was magical in more ways than one...our child was conceived that night...he really is..."
"Our child", Ethan said. Soon, Theresa saw a single tear run down Ethan's face. "That's why my bond with him has always been so strong. Not only because I delivered him, but because he is mine."
"Oh Ethan, I can't thank you enough for doing this for me..."
"Not just for you, Theresa, but for all of us. We are a family." Ethan took Theresa in to his arms. Ethan was about to kiss Theresa when suddenly, Little Ethan came running over... "Mommy and Daddy!"
"Theresa, I'm on my over,...with Little Ethan", Ethan said on the phone.
"Oh my God, you did it, didn't you Ethan. You got Julian to give me back custody of my son!"
"Not exactly Theresa. But I can tell you this. Little Ethan's father wants him to be with his Mommy, always. See you in a few minutes." Ethan hung up the phone.
Theresa put down the phone and dropped to her knees. "Thank you God, Thank you for delivering my son back to me. Thank you for answering my prayers."
With that, Theresa got and immediately ran to make Little Ethan his favorite dinner.
Fifteen minutes later, Theresa heard her front door open.
"Mommy!", Little Ethan yelled, and ran directly in to his mother's open arms.
"Oh Little Ethan, I missed you so much, and I am so glad your home. And I promise you, you will never have to spend time with your father again."
Ethan walked in and closed the door just as Theresa uttered those words. "That's not true, Theresa. Little Ethan will have to see his father everyday from now on."
Theresa stared at Ethan, with a confused and scared look on her face. "Ethan, what are you saying, Julian still wants visitation rights, he'll have to go back and face Rebecca and Gwen and..."
Ethan walked over to Theresa and put his fingers over her lips. "Theresa," said Ethan, his heart swelled with pride and love, "I am little Ethan's father."
"WHAT?!"
"I called Julian and Dr. Russell. First I asked Julian if he remembered "being with you "in Bermuda. He said no, all he remembered was waking up in bed next to you. Then when I asked Dr. Russell if she knew for sure the birth control you were taking when we...well, you know, the night before we were to be married..."
"On the beach,...... yes Ethan, I remember." Just the way Theresa said those words, and the look in her eyes, Ethan knew they both felt then, and still feel, the same way about that night on the beach. Ethan had to take a breath before he continued.
"Well, she admitted she may have not thought the time periods all the way through. So she took a DNA swab from Little Ethan, from me and from Julian. Two matched perfectly..."
"Yours and Little Ethan's!", Theresa squealed with delight. She ran over to Ethan and threw herself in his arms. Suddenly, she pulled back.
"But what about Rebecca? Surely she couldn't have let this happen right before her eyes."
"No, we did it secretly in Julian's office, and then we all went with Dr. Russell to the hospital to get the results. After we found out the truth...Julian, Little Ethan and I went back to the mansion to pack up his things, and that's when we told Rebecca."
"She must have been furious! "
"She was, she even threatened Julian that if he let Little Ethan go, she would tell some big secret that she had against him. Julian said go ahead, your bluffing anyway. And she was apparently. She turned around and ran up to her room! Now Julian is divorcing her, too."
"Wow. Not a good day for the Hotchkiss women."
"Well, they are finally getting what they deserve. Julian kicked them both out of the mansion."
"I know I should feel bad for them, but I just can't get over how wonderful this all is for us! I knew it Ethan! I knew that night on the beach was magical in more ways than one...our child was conceived that night...he really is..."
"Our child", Ethan said. Soon, Theresa saw a single tear run down Ethan's face. "That's why my bond with him has always been so strong. Not only because I delivered him, but because he is mine."
"Oh Ethan, I can't thank you enough for doing this for me..."
"Not just for you, Theresa, but for all of us. We are a family." Ethan took Theresa in to his arms. Ethan was about to kiss Theresa when suddenly, Little Ethan came running over... "Mommy and Daddy!"