A/N: Hey, I'm back. I know I said I would try to update sooner, but I guess that idea flew the coop. Here's the next chapter, hope you enjoy.
Chapter 4: Surprise, Surprise
"Did you just say Theresa Lopez- Fitzgerald Bozmaen?" choked Julian. Theresa walked over to the center front of the living room so that everyone could see her without straining their necks. "Umm, I believe I did. Why?" replied Theresa innocently.
She knew exactly why it shocked Julian that she had added Bozmen to her last name. Bozmen was the last name of the wealthiest family who ownd the richest corporate business next to the Cranes and Nick Bozmen was in the process of taking it over. She laughed at the picture that ran through her mind. It was a picture of Julian's and everyone else's faces when she told them that Nick Bozmen was her husband of three years and that she was expecting another little girl or boy in seven months.
"Um, Resa, did you forget who the Bozmens are?" asked Fox, a puzzled look clouding his face. Theresa sent a 'you know' look and a smirk. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head when he finally figured out what she meant. "Wow. WOW! Oh, wow." he said, running his hand through his blonde hair.
"Yeah." replied Theresa simply. "Anybody want to fill the rest of in?" asked Ivy waving her manicured hands in the air. "For once I agree with her. Theresa, what is this all about?" added Grace.
Theresa chuckled slightly and answered, "Ivy, Grace. Lovely to see you two getting along. Oh what I have in store will make your heads spin." Rebecca pushed, getting agitated, "Oh, just come on Terrorsita."
Theresa looked around the room, studying each and every agitated and anticipated face. Oh how she was going make heads spin in just her first night back. "Oh, fine if you must know, I'm married. You know I really wanted to tell my family first…in private." The room went silent and Theresa was soaking it all in, enjoying it greatly.
"Married? My little girl is married. Who, mija, who is this man that you married?" questioned Pilar not sure whether to be excited that Theresa is finally over Ethan or angry because she hadn't even called to tell her family that she was engaged.
"I better know who it is that married my little sister with out meeting me. Theresa, you better be just pulling my leg." said Luis. Sheridan took a soft, comforting hold on to Luis' arm to try and calm him down.
"Well…you know him, but you don't know him know him. I'm pretty sure everyone in here has heard of Nick Bozmen. Right? Well anyway, he's my husband of three years. And no, I'm definitely not pulling your leg Luis. Now, before you all go 'Oh My God' on me I should let you know I already met him."
Sheridan stuttered out, "N-Nick B-Bozmen. Theresa, he's bad news you shouldn't -" Theresa cut her off and said, "I know, but I keep him in check k? Nothing to worry about. I went through all of that back in high school. God he got on my nerves. Lucky, what the hell kind of name is that? Now, that is one thing I can't control. Everywhere I turn its -"
Theresa was cut off by the very topic of conversation walking into the room. Nick Bozmen wrapped his arms around his wife's waist and greeted, "Hey Lucky. I know I said I wouldn't be able to make it here until next week, but I just had to come early."
Theresa tilted her head back into the crook of his neck and said, "Honey, I've known you since I was in high school and have been married to you for three long years. I knew you were going to catch the next flight here the minute you said you wouldn't be able to make it here until next week."
Holding out her tanned manicured hand, Theresa laughed and said, "Pay up Nicky." Nick grumbled and playfully slapped the fifty dollar bill into her hand. "Darn it, I was hoping you would forget." he said as he pulled her back into a loving embrace.
"What do you think you are doing walking up into my home boy?" questioned Alistair as he stood up from his chair gruffly. Nick said, teasing the cold hearted man, "Oh come on old man, what happened to sharing whatcha got with grace? I though we were pals. Don't kick me out on old grudges. Besides, I don't think its me you should be so worried about."
"Oh Nick, stop pestering the ol' bastard. If he wants to worry about the wrong person then let him. Just makes it easier for me is all." replied Theresa as she released herself from Nick's arms. Alistair said curtly, "Stop pestering me, the both of you. And you girl, have nothing on me. You're nothing but a man stealing, gold digging tramp and a Lopez-Fitzgerald!"
Before Luis could attempt to bite Alistair's head off, Theresa beat him to the chase. Theresa smirked and then said, "Hmm, looks like I hit a nerve huh Al? I'm getting to you and you're getting scared."
Alistair shouted, "I am not scared of YOU! Y-you do not scare me Lopez-Fitzgerald." He walked over to the beverage table and poured himself a glass of whiskey. After gulping the entire thing down, he angrily slammed the glass back onto the shinny mahogany table.
Theresa laughed, "Doesn't look that way to me." she walked over to the beverage table and moved over closer to Alistair. She leaned in and whispered so that only he could here, "I know your secrets Al, I know 'em all. I'm going to tell everyone everything and there will be no one or nothing to protect you when I'm done. Oh and, Rachel told me to tell you hi."
Alistair's face went pale and he crumbled to the floor in pain. "You BITCH! I'll kill you!" screamed Alistair just before he past out. Theresa leaned over his seemingly lifeless body, placing one hand on her hip and the other on the top of her head as if she was slightly confused. She said, "That doesn't look good. Maybe one of you should call an ambulance."
Julian ran over beside Theresa and peered down at Alistair. "I'll be damned. The old man croaked." he gasped. Theresa hit Julian upside the head. "And I thought you were getting smarter. He's not dead yet you idiot." she chided.
She pulled out her cell phone and dialed 911. "You're actually calling 911 for the bastard?" questioned Luis as he marched up to the Theresa boldly. Nick answered, "Well, what could yousay? She has a heart of gold, even for a cold hearted punk like him."
Theresa scoffed, "As if. I just want him to be alive so that he can feel the pain that I will cause him and then he can shrivel up and die." Pilar scolded, shocked by the coldness in Theresa's voice, "Theresa Carmen- Louisa Lopez-Fitzgerald!"
Theresa turned to her mother, the phone up to her ear and rolled her eyes as she said to the operator, "Hi, This is Theresa Bozmen- yes, I know, thank you. Anyway, I need an ambulance at the Crane Mansion as of an hour ago- Who? Alistair Crane. laughs I would like to see the old man dead too hun, but I'm afraid he's just a little unconscious. - Thank you sweetie, and you tell that daughter of yours that she will be getting a special birthday present from Fate 4 Tweens. K?- Alright, bye."
Ivy asked, "How can you get Fate 4 Tweens to send the operator's daughter a birthday present? I've been trying to get them to design my wedding dress for mine and Sam's wedding for three months now and all I've gottin' so far is 'The designer is too busy' or 'I'm sorry, the designer is out of the country and unreachable at the moment'. What makes you think that just because you're married to Nick Bozmen mean that you can get everything you want when you want it?"
Theresa smiled and put her cell phone into her handbag. "Oh Ivy, how little you know. There's a reason why the designer is always busy when you call. Its because I wouldn't be caught dead hanging on a string designing anything for you. Really Ivy, why would I want to design anything personally for you?"
Theresa grabbed Nick's arm and pulled him along with her to the front door. "Jules, you stay here with Big Daddy until the ambulance gets here and make sure one of the maids is keeping an eye on my children for me."
Julian wined, "Why do I have to stay with him?" Theresa rolled her eyes in exasperation and replied, "Oh, Jules, stop being a baby and watch your father. Everyone else, and I mean everyone, come with me. We are going to the hospital to meet the old bag when he rolls in."
Walking out the door, Theresa called back to Ivy, "Oh and Ivy, don't count to much on that wedding. When I'm through you won't even make it to the bacherlorette party." After getting in her last comment, Theresa left the building with Nick following closely behind; the others reluctantly following them out.
A/N: I no its short, but its 9:09 P.M on a school night and I am terribly tired. I'll try and update the second part to this tomorrow or the day after. Hope you enjoyed and don't forget to review. Thanks.