My sincerest apologies that this chapter is so very brief but I have an unbelievable amount of homework and no time to do it in so I will have to cut this chapter short. I am hoping for a lot of reviews so make sure to leave one with comments and the couples that you hope for. Now an important message: I have decided to make this one a THEROX story since I love them so much and so do a lot of others. Enjoy! XOXOXXO Mimi!

Desperate Decisions

Last chapter: Theresa sobbed into the man's chest as he murmured comforting words into her ear. "Don't cry little angel!" he whispered. His meaning was lost to everyone but Pilar. Her eyes, just like her daughter's filled to the brim and she walked towards the man and started to mumble something in Spanish. The only thing that the guests could make out was "Luis".

Chapter #2: Battling Love

Everyone watched in complete and total shock as the three figures grasped each other tight. The soft sobs that came from Theresa and Pilar seemed to echo in the vast room. Martin stood in the corner a puzzled look on his face, as if he was battling himself as to whether join them or not. He didn't even know who this person was that had caused such sudden emotions in his wife and oldest daughter. Who in the world could it be?

Sheridan could not help but let a startled gasp fly from her lips. What was Pilar talking about and why had she mentioned Luis? She couldn't understand the situation and was trying desperately to hold herself back and not tear Pilar from the circle and start questioning her. Sheridan drew in a deep breath and stepped forward. All the guests seemed to move out of her way, to let her join Theresa and Pilar at the front of the living room. She scanned the mysterious figure from top to bottom and she couldn't help but feel that she knew this person, whoever he was. Her mind was clouded and she couldn't seem to think straight, what was happening?

The figure raised his head and his dark brown eyes locked with Sheridan's crystal blue ones. She felt her heart stop. This couldn't be real; it must be her imagination. This man in black could not be who she thought he was because Luis was dead. But in her heart she knew it was true. The man in front of her was Luis Lopez-Fitzgerald. Sheridan took a small step forward only to have someone's hand holding her back. She turned around to see Chris with a very concerned look plastered on his face.

"My dear, what are you doing, that man could be dangerous!" Chris hoarsely whispered. She wanted to laugh out loud at that stupid statement. The man was in an embrace with Theresa and Pilar for God's sake. It was highly unlikely that he would pull a gun on the rest of the guests. Sheridan glanced back at Chris and could not help but wonder why he felt the need to protect her. That was still Luis' job, whether he did it from earth or from heaven. Luis would be her guardian angel and she needed no on else. She pulled her shoulder away from his hand, not wanting anyone to touch her but Luis.

Chris was hurt by Sheridan's cold actions but he could do nothing but watch as she glided over to the masked man. Who was he and why was he being ignored by Sheridan for the suspicious intruder? He was after all Sheridan's new boyfriend and he planned on having it stay that way. No matter what he had to do.

After taking one last shaky breath Sheridan reached Pilar's side. The woman was crying and holding on for dear life to the man that towered above her petite frame. He had his arms wrapped around her and kept her quivering body still. After a few minutes, Pilar took a few steps back to give the man some space. Nervousness now clouded Sheridan's mind. What should she do, how should she act? But all those useless questions flew straight out of her mind as the man raised his hand and took off the mask.

Tears sprang to Sheridan's blue eyes as she ran straight into Luis' secure arms. Sobs racked her fragile body as he held her close murmuring how much he loved her and missed her beyond belief. His jet black hair was spiked as usual but was slightly messed due to the mask but everything else was identical. Sheridan could hear Luis' heartbeat as she rested her head on his muscled chest. She was so wrapped up in Luis's strong arms that she didn't hear the gasps that filled the air as the intruder's identity was revealed. Finally she stepped back to look at her lost love. His eyes shone with love and she couldn't feel anything except for complete and total bliss.

"I'm back!" he whispered, his statement directed at her. Pilar and Theresa just held each other and nodded as tears of joy fell from their eyes. Martin's eyes widened and a smile lit up his face. Everyone then stepped up and started asking the inevitable questions that were on everyone's mind. "Where were you?" and "We thought you were dead!" and "Where's Marty?" filled the air as Luis answered every question except the last one.

"I was in Spain looking for my son when I switched on the news and found out that apparently, I was dead. I knew that my family and loved ones probably didn't know the truth so I tried to get home as soon as I could, but Alistair, knowing I was quite alive, made it nearly impossible for me to get a plane ticket to Harmony. After a while I did manage to get a ticket and here I am!" Luis said wrapping his arms around Sheridan. He lowered his head and placed a sweet kiss on her lips. From the back of the crowd, Chris' eyes narrowed and his lips pulled into a thin line. This was not supposed to be happening!

However, I don't know whose body it is that now lies under my name and with the old bastard dead, we will most likely never know." He finished, pulling his love closer to him. Sheridan could only beam at the fact that her true love wasn't gone. Her head rested on his chest. Her happiness only grew as she thought of the loneliness that would never pursue her again.

"A couple more surprises, however, and here they come." Luis said gesturing toward another masked man and a small child who had just entered through the front door. The little boy's eyes widened at the sight of Sheridan, recognizing her immediately from all the pictures that his father had shown him.

"Mommy!" he shouted in obvious delight, running full speed towards a dazed Sheridan. All she could do was fall to her knees and open her arms wide to her little child.

"Marty!" she whispered. "My little boy, my sweetheart!" Sheridan spoke through her tears as she picked him up and went over to Luis. "You brought him home to me!" she cried as she held her child tight, never wanting to let him go. The small boy had sandy blond hair and looked exactly like Sheridan except for the sparkling brown eyes that were most definitely Luis'. "I promised you and I kept my word." Luis whispered in her ear. She just nodded her head and sat down on the couch, Marty falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. Murmurs of delight and joy echoed through the halls, Sheridan's lost son was home. Now all eyes turned on the other masked man who stood in the corridor his gaze set upon one woman. He too removed his black mask.

Kay ran forward and launched herself into Miguel's welcoming arms, the moment that she had recognized his black hair and beautiful soft hazel eyes. He gently kissed her forehead and held her tightly. "You came back!" she whispered, tears flooding her eyes.

Miguel smiled and nodded. "How's our daughter Kay, how is Maria?" he asked gazing into Kay's emerald green eyes. Kay then started rambling about every little detail of her young daughter's life. Some how Kay knew that her first love wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. And she had the feeling that it possibly had to do with her.

Fox Crane watched in complete horror as his beloved girlfriend clung to her former love. He blinked a couple of times, hoping in desperation that he was dreaming. But alas, the scene unfolding in front of him was very real. Painfully so. Ivy tore her gaze away from the happy couple and let them rest on her heartbroken son. She sighed, it was going to be a long night and her son was distraught. Ivy closed her eyes and wandered over to Sam. He met her gaze and nodded in agreement, this was a complicated situation, and no matter what would happen, someone was bound to get hurt.

Theresa was amazed at the sight in front of her, both her beloved brother's were back. Except for her dear Antonio but she couldn't think any more about that, she would start weeping again. However while everyone seemed enthralled and happy for the two reunited couples she noticed a very distressed looking Nicholas Foxworthy Crane sitting in the corner eyeing Kay and Miguel with disgust. Her heart went out to him; she knew what it felt like to be in a situation like his where someone kept stomping on your heart. However, Miguel seemed so in love with Kay at that moment, that she couldn't help but feel joy for them, now she had to deal with her best friend. She breathed in, glided over to him and proceeded to sit down on a plush armchair next to him. They were almost completely surrounded by shadows and no one seemed to notice their absence.

"Is green jealousy rearing its ugly head my dear Fox?" she questioned turning her head to meet his sad lonely gaze. He could only nod and continue to swallow his brandy in quick gulps. Theresa nodded and continued to sip daintily on her drink, savoring its sweet taste, unlike Fox who had now walked swiftly over to the alcohol cabinet and poured himself some more brandy, as if hoping it would wash away the dull ache in his heart.

She took one last sip of her drink. She met his eyes once more and pointed at his full brandy glass. "You're going to need something much stronger than that to heal a broken heart Fox" she whispered in his ear, causing him to shiver. "Much stronger!"

Spoilers for Chapter#3

"What happened to us Theresa?"

"We can always win them back with jealousy!"

"Fox will you let me stay with you tonight?"

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