Chapter 14 "Discoveries"

Lopez-Fitzgerald Estate…

"Martin, stop pacing you are making me dizzy," Pilar murmured to her tall, dark haired husband.

Martin glared at his wife but stopped pacing.

"Am I not supposed to worry when we find out that our daughter, our widowed daughter is pregnant?" he replied walking over to the mini bar and pouring himself a tumble full of whiskey, neat.

"Teresa isn't a young girl anymore, Martin. She's a woman grown and can take care of herself," Pilar replied.

"Yes, just like she took care of herself when that bastard she married abused her right?" Martin asked angrily. "I wish I had killed him myself, don't know why I let you and Luis talk me out of it. That son of a bitch deserved a slow painful death. I hope he suffered the torments of the damned when he realized that jet was going down. Miserable bastard," Martin added gulping down his whiskey and pouring himself another.

Pilar closed her eyes and whispered a prayer for Martin's soul but the truth was she agreed with her husband. Ethan had made her daughter miserable and she was damn glad that he was lying six feet under. Teresa had been an innocent, carefree young girl when she had married Ethan but he'd destroyed that innocence, that lightheartedness with his casual indifference and his cruel taunts. Pilar knew that her daughter smarted more over his lack of interest in the child they'd created than the torrent of women who'd graced his bed and the punches he'd thrown when she'd demanded a divorce.

"Martin, there's nothing we can do for Teresa but be there for her if she needs us. She never wanted us to know about Ethan and Julian made us swear that we would never breathe a word of what Ethan did to anyone when he showed us those videos," Pilar reminded her husband.

Martin let the fiery liquor burn a path to his gut wishing he could go back and change things for his beloved little girl. Teresa had always been his princess and he couldn't bear the thought of her being hurt again.

"Everything will be alright, Martin. Teresa is strong, stronger than we gave her credit for. She will land on her feet," Pilar whispered to her husband, taking the glass tumbler from his hand and putting it on the desk.

Giving him a wicked grin she pulled the pins from her hair and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. "Now how about you stop fretting about our daughter and concentrate on me?" she asked, laughing when Martin pulled her tight against him and proceeded to kiss her breathless.

Harmony Hospital…

"Marry me Teresa, let me be a father to your children," Fox implored.

"Fox, I, I," she stammered, her heart pounding wildly.

"Resa, I know that you don't have any reason to trust me and that we haven't been on the best of terms but I swear to you that I will be a good husband and a good father to your children. I will never lift a hand to you or to the kids or demean you in any way. I promise to do my best to make you happy. Say yes baby, " he coaxed, tracing the softness of her lips with his thumb.

Teresa's lashes fluttered close at the teasing caress and Fox grinned; enjoying the effect he had on her.

"Fox, there's something I have to tell you something really important and after I tell you, you might change your mind."

"Babe, I'm not interested in the past, just the here and now," he rasped just before he brought his mouth down on hers and captured her mouth in a long, hard kiss.

"Resa, please say yes. Let me be the one to heal the wounds my brother inflicted on you, let me be a part of the miracle that's growing inside you, give me a chance to show you how good we can be together. Say yes, dammit," he murmured against her mouth.

"Yes," Teresa whispered after a few heated seconds.

"You won't regret this Resa, I promise," Fox replied pressing a soft kiss on her mouth and pulling her into a loose embrace.

"I still have something to tell you Fox," Teresa told her fiancé softly.

"Resa, I told you that the past doesn't matter. Only the present and the future, our future," Fox answered. "Now, I'd better go before Eve kicks me out. I'll be back at dinnertime and we can announce our engagement at Mathieu's birthday party tomorrow."

"I love you Resa," he thought. "Take care of our baby beautiful," he murmured pressing a possessive hand to her belly and strolling to the door.

"Oh Fox, if you only knew the truth," Teresa murmured, guilt weighing heavily on her shoulders.

NYC

"Dry Kym come quick. I think J Doe is waking up," Nurse Thatcher called out excitedly, her round face wreathed in a smile.

Dr. Kym looked up from the chart she had been reading and ran to room 315. When she came into the room, she saw J. Doe shifting restlessly on the bed and when she came in the patient stared at her warily.

"What's the matter with me doctor, why am I here?" J. Doe asked in an anxious voice.

"You were in an accident and brought here. Can you remember anything?" Dr. Kym questioned gently.

"A plane, I was on a plane and then there was all this smoke. I clawed my way to the door and then---"

"Then?" Dr. Kym asked.

"I can't recall. I was so scared. There was so much smoke and everyone was yelling and then everything went black."

"Don't think of it now. Can you remember your name?"

"Shelly…Shelby…no it's Chelsea. My name is Chelsea, Chelsea Hartley," the young woman replied with a smile and then her golden eyes fluttered close, fatigue settling in and making her sleepy.

Dr. Kym took her vitals, made some notes on her chart and then walked to the door.

"Chelsea Hartley," she murmured thoughtfully wondering why the name seemed so familiar.

A/N- Don't kill me, you have to have known something was going to ruin their happiness right?