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AN Yeah I know I hate cliffhangers as much as the next person. So that's why I posted this chapter right after it! Gee I'm so smart. The best of both worlds.. And Remember, Reviews = Love. SO LOVE ME DAMMIT!!
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"Maggie!" Brock shouted as I fell. Mark and Kurt came rushing over as Grayson stood there wondering why his mommy was now at his eye level. I kneeled there on the lobby floor in shock.
"Mags?" Brock knelt in front of my framing my face in his hands, concern etched on his face "Baby you ok?"
"They're doing it."
"Who? What are you talking about?"
I started babbling, my sentences not making sense. It was hard to focus on Brock's face even though he was inches away, I closed my eyes just wanting the world to go away.
"C'mon baby." Brock gathered me up in his arms, as I clung to him my sobs quieted by his neck, "Mark, could you take Gray?"
Yeah No prob." Mark picked him up as Kurt grabbed our bags.
As we rode the elevator up to our rooms, Brock read the papers I was still clutching in a death grip.
"So Brock, what's goin on here?" Kurt asked finally breaking the silence, "You both look like shit."
I could feel Brocks muscles tighten through his shirt, I knew his body language, and he was pissed. "Somebody's suing Maggie for custody of Gray."
Kurt looked at Mark, "Well who the hell would do that?"
"His father."
I pulled my head up to look at Grayson, "There's no father listed on his birth certificate. This man is claiming to be his father. And according to this court summons, I need to bring Grayson home or face kidnapping charges."
Mark swore under his breath.
Grayson finally spoke up, "Is Momma gonna be ok?"
"Yeah buddy," Mark said giving Gray a little squeeze, "She's gonna be fine in a bit. She needs some rest."
'Oh." Grayson had a sad and perplexed look on his face, he knew he wasn't getting the full story, he just didn't know it yet.
Mark wisely changed the subject, "How bout you and me go swimming and let yer momma get some sleep?"
Grayson quickly perked up, "Really? Mom can I?"
I forced a smile to ease his worries, "Sure punkin', just don't splash him to much."
"I'll just take him to my room darlin' if that's fine with you" Mark said shifting Gray to his other arm.
"Thank you," I said softly as Brock hugged me closer, "I think I can stand on my own now." I said as the doors opened on our floor, he gently put me down still keeping his arms wrapped around me.
Kurt grabbed his bag off the pile, "Well I'm gonna go to my room, let me know what happens ok?"
"No problem," Brock said leaning over to grab our bags, "We'll give ya a call and let you know once we figure what's going on."
Once we got to our room I curled up on the bed, finally caving in to the gut-wrenching sob I had been holding in for Grayson sake.
"Aw baby," Brock laid down facing me, his hand on my face wiping tears away with his thumb, "Just let it out."
I clung to his shirt, as if I was trying to pull his strength out for myself. "I just want to be happy." I choked out, "Can't I have that?" Brock just pulled me closer not knowing what to say, his hand slowly caressed my back and then stopped as he rolled onto his back bringing me with him. He lay quietly as I slowly cried my self to sleep. What I didn't see were his own tears form and slowly and silently drop.
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Brock's stirring woke me up. I raised my head slowly off his chest, looking at him as he slept, smiling slightly. Uncurling myself from his arms, I got up and walked over to the table where Brock had dropped the papers and started reading all the fine print. I was so engrossed in what I was reading I didn't hear Brock come up behind me. I jumped as he slip his arms around my shoulder, kissing my earlobe,
"Sorry," He murmured in my ear sending shivers down my spin. "So what do we have here?" he asked motioning towards the papers I had thrown down.
"Well basically, this guy named Jimmy, who used to date my sister claims Grayson is his son, and I am unfairly keeping him away from his parental rights. What I can't figure out is how Jimmy found out about Gray in the first place. And second, why wouldn't Becca have told him about Grayson."
Brock said, "Well I can answer part of that. While you were on the phone to Rick, I was talking to Anna. And Jimmy had stopped by the house last week to see Becca, saw a picture of Grayson, some how he put 2 and 2 together and made 4."
"He stopped to see Bec- didn't he know she was dead?"
"Apparently not"
I sighed, "Baby the shit hath hittith the fanith"
"yeth it hath"
I looked at him and grinned
"Aw there's that smile I love. So what are we gonna do?"
"Weeelll. good question. I think first I need to book a flight for Gray and I and then call a damm good lawyer."
"You can book me on the flight too"
I sighed knowing that had been coming, "Brock you need to stay here and work, there's not a whole lot you can do for me with this."
Brocks at back on the bed, looking hurt, "what do you mean there's nothing I can do?"
"I just ahhh hell. I don't know. It just this is something I need to do on my own I guess. You have an important job here. I don't want you to disappoint your fans. And I don't think Vince would let you go anyway."
"Fine." I could tell he was still pissed, "I'm gonna go for a walk."
"OK" He got off the bed, kissing me on the head and walked out the door. "Dammit Maggie." I said, "Ya screw things up again." I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes thinking of my best plan of attack. I reached for my phone to book a flight, as it rang.
"Hello?"
Hi Miss Maggie"
"Anna! Hi, How are you?"
"Oh I'm so sorry," she started crying, "I didn't want him in the house but he let himself in, and then he saw the pictures, and its all my fault I'm so sorry." She sobbed.
Hearing her emotion, brought tears to my eyes, "Anna its ok. Its not your fault. OK You hear that? Its not your fault Jimmy is a very obnoxious individual if my memory serves me right."
Anna continued to sob.
"Anna? I need you to do me a huge favor. Can you do that?"
She struggled to pull herself together, "Yes Miss Maggie, What do you need?"
" I need Sarah Wilson's phone number. Remember? She was my lawyer with the adoption."
"Yes, Yes I remember her. She's very good and has a big mouth and a temper to match." I laughed, "How is Brock taking this?"
"Not very well I think. He just left, I made him mad." I sighed, "Anna how do I seem to insert my foot in my mouth so much?"
"You have a lot of practice. What did you do?"
"I told him I he shouldn't come home with me. That he needs to stay here and work."
"Ach. You apologize when he comes back. If he wants to leave and come so be it. He is a big boy."
"Yes Ma'am"
"That's a good girl. I'll look this number up and call you back, ok?"
"OK Anna, I'm gonna book a flight for us, and I'll let you know."
"Bye bye Miss Maggie."
"Bye Anna" as I heard the phone click in my ear.
AN Yeah I know I hate cliffhangers as much as the next person. So that's why I posted this chapter right after it! Gee I'm so smart. The best of both worlds.. And Remember, Reviews = Love. SO LOVE ME DAMMIT!!
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"Maggie!" Brock shouted as I fell. Mark and Kurt came rushing over as Grayson stood there wondering why his mommy was now at his eye level. I kneeled there on the lobby floor in shock.
"Mags?" Brock knelt in front of my framing my face in his hands, concern etched on his face "Baby you ok?"
"They're doing it."
"Who? What are you talking about?"
I started babbling, my sentences not making sense. It was hard to focus on Brock's face even though he was inches away, I closed my eyes just wanting the world to go away.
"C'mon baby." Brock gathered me up in his arms, as I clung to him my sobs quieted by his neck, "Mark, could you take Gray?"
Yeah No prob." Mark picked him up as Kurt grabbed our bags.
As we rode the elevator up to our rooms, Brock read the papers I was still clutching in a death grip.
"So Brock, what's goin on here?" Kurt asked finally breaking the silence, "You both look like shit."
I could feel Brocks muscles tighten through his shirt, I knew his body language, and he was pissed. "Somebody's suing Maggie for custody of Gray."
Kurt looked at Mark, "Well who the hell would do that?"
"His father."
I pulled my head up to look at Grayson, "There's no father listed on his birth certificate. This man is claiming to be his father. And according to this court summons, I need to bring Grayson home or face kidnapping charges."
Mark swore under his breath.
Grayson finally spoke up, "Is Momma gonna be ok?"
"Yeah buddy," Mark said giving Gray a little squeeze, "She's gonna be fine in a bit. She needs some rest."
'Oh." Grayson had a sad and perplexed look on his face, he knew he wasn't getting the full story, he just didn't know it yet.
Mark wisely changed the subject, "How bout you and me go swimming and let yer momma get some sleep?"
Grayson quickly perked up, "Really? Mom can I?"
I forced a smile to ease his worries, "Sure punkin', just don't splash him to much."
"I'll just take him to my room darlin' if that's fine with you" Mark said shifting Gray to his other arm.
"Thank you," I said softly as Brock hugged me closer, "I think I can stand on my own now." I said as the doors opened on our floor, he gently put me down still keeping his arms wrapped around me.
Kurt grabbed his bag off the pile, "Well I'm gonna go to my room, let me know what happens ok?"
"No problem," Brock said leaning over to grab our bags, "We'll give ya a call and let you know once we figure what's going on."
Once we got to our room I curled up on the bed, finally caving in to the gut-wrenching sob I had been holding in for Grayson sake.
"Aw baby," Brock laid down facing me, his hand on my face wiping tears away with his thumb, "Just let it out."
I clung to his shirt, as if I was trying to pull his strength out for myself. "I just want to be happy." I choked out, "Can't I have that?" Brock just pulled me closer not knowing what to say, his hand slowly caressed my back and then stopped as he rolled onto his back bringing me with him. He lay quietly as I slowly cried my self to sleep. What I didn't see were his own tears form and slowly and silently drop.
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Brock's stirring woke me up. I raised my head slowly off his chest, looking at him as he slept, smiling slightly. Uncurling myself from his arms, I got up and walked over to the table where Brock had dropped the papers and started reading all the fine print. I was so engrossed in what I was reading I didn't hear Brock come up behind me. I jumped as he slip his arms around my shoulder, kissing my earlobe,
"Sorry," He murmured in my ear sending shivers down my spin. "So what do we have here?" he asked motioning towards the papers I had thrown down.
"Well basically, this guy named Jimmy, who used to date my sister claims Grayson is his son, and I am unfairly keeping him away from his parental rights. What I can't figure out is how Jimmy found out about Gray in the first place. And second, why wouldn't Becca have told him about Grayson."
Brock said, "Well I can answer part of that. While you were on the phone to Rick, I was talking to Anna. And Jimmy had stopped by the house last week to see Becca, saw a picture of Grayson, some how he put 2 and 2 together and made 4."
"He stopped to see Bec- didn't he know she was dead?"
"Apparently not"
I sighed, "Baby the shit hath hittith the fanith"
"yeth it hath"
I looked at him and grinned
"Aw there's that smile I love. So what are we gonna do?"
"Weeelll. good question. I think first I need to book a flight for Gray and I and then call a damm good lawyer."
"You can book me on the flight too"
I sighed knowing that had been coming, "Brock you need to stay here and work, there's not a whole lot you can do for me with this."
Brocks at back on the bed, looking hurt, "what do you mean there's nothing I can do?"
"I just ahhh hell. I don't know. It just this is something I need to do on my own I guess. You have an important job here. I don't want you to disappoint your fans. And I don't think Vince would let you go anyway."
"Fine." I could tell he was still pissed, "I'm gonna go for a walk."
"OK" He got off the bed, kissing me on the head and walked out the door. "Dammit Maggie." I said, "Ya screw things up again." I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes thinking of my best plan of attack. I reached for my phone to book a flight, as it rang.
"Hello?"
Hi Miss Maggie"
"Anna! Hi, How are you?"
"Oh I'm so sorry," she started crying, "I didn't want him in the house but he let himself in, and then he saw the pictures, and its all my fault I'm so sorry." She sobbed.
Hearing her emotion, brought tears to my eyes, "Anna its ok. Its not your fault. OK You hear that? Its not your fault Jimmy is a very obnoxious individual if my memory serves me right."
Anna continued to sob.
"Anna? I need you to do me a huge favor. Can you do that?"
She struggled to pull herself together, "Yes Miss Maggie, What do you need?"
" I need Sarah Wilson's phone number. Remember? She was my lawyer with the adoption."
"Yes, Yes I remember her. She's very good and has a big mouth and a temper to match." I laughed, "How is Brock taking this?"
"Not very well I think. He just left, I made him mad." I sighed, "Anna how do I seem to insert my foot in my mouth so much?"
"You have a lot of practice. What did you do?"
"I told him I he shouldn't come home with me. That he needs to stay here and work."
"Ach. You apologize when he comes back. If he wants to leave and come so be it. He is a big boy."
"Yes Ma'am"
"That's a good girl. I'll look this number up and call you back, ok?"
"OK Anna, I'm gonna book a flight for us, and I'll let you know."
"Bye bye Miss Maggie."
"Bye Anna" as I heard the phone click in my ear.