Side Note: Alright, I thank you all for liking this story. You all don't know how much this means to me. I started the first chapter when the movie came out on DVD and didn't post it until about 4 days ago. With my muse and the reviews I'm getting from you all, I'm doing my best to update more often.

I'm sick at the moment, so next chapter may be a week or so away. Enjoy this one though and it's not the end.

I woke up, snuggling into a pillow, thinking it was my Javier. But it wasn't. I moved a hand over, realizing what it was. With a jolt I shot out of bed. Was I just dreaming what happened last night? Maybe I had too much to drink? No, I remember the feel of his lips against mine, the caress of his hand touching my cheek, and down my body.

No, I wasn't dream, was I? Shaking my head I moved from my bed and slide my slippers on. Taking my robe and placing it on, I walked to the connecting door to my twins bedroom.

"Oh my god!" I gasped in shock as I opened the door and saw my twin's room was strangely trashed. What had happened? Where had my babies gone? I ran through their door looking about.

"Nina? José?" I called out. "Mother!? Father?" I flew down the flight of stairs only to collide with my father.

"Hold it there fire ball," he chuckled. "My grandchildren are visiting with their aunt and uncle." He smiled and kissed my forehead. I smiled, taking a deep breath. I had been dreaming. I did drink too much, though I can't remember when.

Knowing the Suzie was in there I decided to go and get dressed. I didn't have to work today. It was Saturday after all. School was closed. I had to wake myself up. I sat at my vanity, and began to brush my hair out.

If last night was a dream, it was my sweetest dream I had since leaving Havana. The more I ran my hair, the more I brushed, the more real it was to me to have a soft hand move under my neck.

I opened my eyes, seeing Suzie behind me. She smiled sweetly to me and took the brush from my hands.

"I love my little niece and nephew," She smiled. "Charles loves them so much." She set the brush down and starting fixing my hair in the pins on my vanity. "We were talking about having a child. But..." She stopped and looked down. I turned to her and took her hands.

"Suzie... You're not?" I looked at her as she looked up smiling. "In seven months you'll be an aunt." She smiled. I stood up and hugged her. "I'm so happy for you Suzie!" I kissed her on the cheek. "Does mother and father know? Does Charles?"

"Yes, yes, I told mom and dad this morning while you were asleep, and Charles knew right after I did," Suzie smiled and walked into my closet and pulled out my of my day dresses.

"Let put this on you and we'll go and celebrate." She smiled. It took us a whole ten minutes to get me dress. Suzie pulled my hair up and I placed a dab of my perfume on my neck and we walked down.

"Charles will have a good work out with your children, to get him ready for ours," Suzie chuckled as she opened the door to the drawning room. I was just about to answer her when my eyes flew to the sun tanned face of my once Cuban Lover. My heart stopped. I hadn't dreamt it. He was here. He had Jose bouncing on one leg and Nina on the other. They then pinned him on the floor where he was sitting and he started tickling Nina.

My eyes clouded over and the tears wouldn't stop. I barely felt Suzie's arm go around me and lead me into the room, calling Charles, Nina and Jose with her.

"Come on now you little tikes, give your mommy a moment with your father." She picked up Jose and Charles took Nina. Javier scooted up as I fell on the floor next to him.

"I thought you were a dream," I whispered out as he took me in his arms and coddled me. I couldn't help it. It was almost too much for me.

"No, I was just getting to know my children," he said softly. He kissed my forehead softly. "I do have a bit of catching up to do with them." He sat down on the sofa, taking me with him.

"Yes, you do, but will you have the time?" I asked looking up at him. I looked away for a moment before looking back at me.

"I don't have long here. Your government won't let me stay long, but while I was here, I had to see you," he smiled, setting me a little from him at he looked at me. He went on to tell me everything that had happened since the revolution won, and Cuba was it's own government now. He told me how he opened his own club with the help of his brother, and how his mother was doing well as was his sister and nephew. It was good to here he was doing something for himself, outside of taking care of his family.

"What brought you too America?" I asked him once he finished.

"Other then you?" He smiled and caressed my head. "I had an offer to put a club here as well. Of course it will not have the Cuban flavor as back at home, but it will have enough of it."

"That's great!" I smiled. "Will you be staying or going back to Cuba?" I asked, holding his hands.

"That depends," he looked down once more, looking shy as he did.

"Depends? On what?" I titled my head looking at her.

"On you," He smiled looking at me again. I didn't notice, but one of his hands went behind his back and pulled out a box. My heart caught in my throat. He wasn't doing what I think he was, was he?

"Well you Marry Me?" he asked, opening the box up and taking the ring out.

"Javier," I gasped softly and he took my hand and slide it on my finger. I started crying again. I didn't know what to say. I everything in me told me to say yes, but something else wanted my to think and re get to know the man I loved.