Ch.12

"Ethan, wake up, that snotty kid is crying."

Gwen punched her husband.

Ethan got up looking at the clock.

3:15 in the morning.

He walked quickly down the hall to little Ethan's room. He was crying.

"Hey," Ethan said soothingly, rushing to his bed. "What's wrong?"

"I had a bad dream about mommy," the boy said, hiccupping with sobs.

"It was just a dream," Ethan said wrapping him in his arms. "It's alright now, everything is alright."

Little Ethan calmed down after a few minutes.

"I want my mommy," he cried.

Ethan kissed the top of his head.

"I'm working on it."

After Little Ethan had gone back to sleep, Ethan walked back to his bedroom.

Gwen was waiting for him.

"Is he ok?"

"Yea, he just had a bad dream," Ethan said climbing into bed.

Gwen snuggled up to him, closing her eyes, gently kissing his chest.

Ethan closed his eyes trying to control the disgust that was building inside of him.

Oh, how he hated this woman.

"Hey Gwen?"

"Yea?" she mumbled half asleep.

"I think tomorrow I'm going to take Little Ethan to Pilar's house…let him see his grandmother for awhile. What do you think? That can give us some alone time."

"Hmm wonderful, " she said showing no emotion. "Whatever Ethan let's just go to sleep right now…we can talk about it later."

He smiled.

"Alright."

Teresa woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. She looked up at Fox, still asleep.

She smiled, gently tracing his stomach with her fingertips.

He moaned.

"Morning Angel," he said opening his eyes.

"Hey there handsome," she said kissing his cheek.

"Are you ready for today?" he asked.

"Do you think Gwen is really going to let Ethan take my son to momma's house Fox?"

"I'm sure Ethan found away Resa…he knows how much you need to see your him."

She smiled.

"I think things are going to be ok Fox…I really do."

He smiled at her.

"Come on," he said. "Your son is waiting."

She squealed as she jumped from the couch and went to change clothes.

Fox laughed at how excited she was. This was the Teresa he knew and loved.

She was finally herself again.

Fox rubbed his face in his hands.

"Don't fail her now Ethan," he said quietly to himself.

Back at the Crane's, Ethan was talking to Gwen.

"Honey, I told you last night that I was taking him to Pilar's house…that way we can have the house to ourselves."

"I don't want him near Teresa's mother Ethan," she said angrily. "Why do you always take her side over mine?"

He looked at her in disbelief.

"Why is it that every time we have an argument, you accuse me of having feelings for Teresa?"

Gwen threw her hands up in anger.

"I'm going out with my mother!" she yelled. "Do what you want with the little bastard."

She stormed off, slamming the door behind her.

Ethan laughed.

"That worked better that I had planned it!"

He walked to the stairs, calling for Little Ethan. The child ran down, anxious to go out.

"I got a surprise waiting for you at your grandma's house," he said, scuffing his hair.

"What is it?" Little Ethan asked, jumping up and down.

"Let's go find out!"