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Chapter Six

"What are you doing now?" Billie called to him from the sink in the bathroom, her mouth full of toothpaste.

"This place is a pig sty." Quinn grumbled as he plucked her nightgown from the foot of the bed.

"Oh. Sorry – Mr. Clean." She giggled as she smoothed moisturizer over her face.

"This isn't funny." He glared at her. He walked into the bathroom and began stuffing towels in the hamper. "Do I need to remind you that they're coming here tomorrow?"

"No. You don't need to remind me." She said with a smile as she gazed at him. It was nice to see him being the one who was worried for a change. Since the moment he placed the ring on her finger it was as if all her worries melted away. She wasn't alone anymore and that was the most incredible thing ever. She never thought it could happen.

"Did Ty get off to school OK?" She asked, trying to distract him.

"Yeah. I made sure he had that permission slip too." Quinn looked around and sighed, wondering what else he could straighten. The court appointed investigators were coming the next day. As far as Quinn was concerned, everything needed to be perfect.

He was still lost in his thoughts as Billie walked to him and rose on her toes to give him a soft, sweet kiss. "You are so, so cute." She whispered as she pulled away. She turned on her heel and moved back into the bedroom.

"You're not at all worried?" He stood stunned by her reaction. "I mean – not even a little?"

"No." She said simply as she tugged on a pair of jeans. She glanced at the clock radio and smiled at him. "Honey? Don't you need to get to work?"

"In a second." He replied as he sank into a chair and watched her finish getting dressed. "Billie…" He sighed. "I'm just scared."

Tears filled her eyes as she walked over and fell to her knees next to his chair. "Quinn…"

"This is so important to me." He said as he stared into her eyes.

"I know." She nodded as she ran a hand through his hair. "It's important to all of us. But trust me – Quinn. You don't need to be scared. They will love you as much as Ty and I love you."

He blew out the breath he wasn't aware he'd been holding. He knew Billie loved him, but he wasn't nearly as confident. "You really think so?"

"Yes." Billie said softly as she leaned in to kiss him. "I do." She rocked back on her heels and moved to stand. "And if it doesn't work out – you can always get a second job cleaning houses." She said with a laugh as she walked away.

She squealed as he snuck up behind her and grabbed her, tossing her onto the bed and pinning her down. "Take that back." He threatened, the look in his eye dangerous.

Billie knew that look well and also knew it would mean she'd be late to work. "Quinn…" She protested weakly as his mouth captured hers. "You're going to get me fired."

Doubtful – since his mother was her boss. Still she needed to be taught a lesson. He loved this version of Belinda, the one who finally let her guard down and gave him a hard time. He couldn't help teasing. "Good. You deserve it." He said with a smile as he tried to peel off her turtleneck sweater.

It caught halfway over her head and she burst into laughter. Her hands were twisted in the fabric and she fought to free herself. "Quinn. Help me. I'm stuck!"

He laughed and pulled away, bounding off the bed. "Oh look at that. I'm late. I gotta go." He called from the doorway.

"QUINN!" She yelled as she tried to untangle herself. She sputtered as she struggled to get up. "QUINN!"

She finally got out of it as she heard the door to the apartment click shut. She laughed as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror – her hair sticking almost straight up it was so full of static. He thought he was so smart but she'd get him back. Billie promised herself with a smirk. When he least expected it.

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Lynnie heard someone moving around the room. She fought to open her eyes. Her head was pounding so much it hurt to move. She always got a headache when the vision was particularly upsetting and this one was the worst ever.

"Ethan?" She whispered.

"Nope. Sorry sweetie. It's me." Lia answered as she crawled into bed beside her, wincing a bit at the pain in her side.

"Lia?" Lynnie carefully moved to sit up. "What are you doing here?"

"Your husband is worried about you and mine is worried about me." Lia whispered as she snuggled in. "I figured we could both be miserable together."

"Lia." The tone of Lynnie's voice told Lia that she didn't believe for a second she came voluntarily. "I saw what happened. Are you OK?"

"I'm fine." Lia shrugged off her concern. "The little creep got a good shot in but I'll live." She turned her attention to her sister. "How about you? Sweetie – I've never seen Ethan so upset."

"I know." Lynnie nodded and blinked back tears.

"Do you want to tell me about it?" Lia whispered.

"Something bad is going to happen." Lynnie whispered back as she lay her head back down.

"Shh. Sweetie." Lia said softly as she ran a hand over her sister's cheek to wipe away her tears. "I know whatever you saw was just awful and it seems hopeless now – but you shouldn't do this to yourself. Lynnie. Ethan loves you."

"I know that." Lynnie replied, taking a deep breath and trying to calm down. Despite her efforts, tears continued to fall as she added. "I just hope that he loves me enough."

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The shop was full of activity. He pushed the door open, remembering the days he used to come and pick Lynnie up when she worked here.

Billie was sitting cross legged on the floor scribbling inventory notes furiously on the pad she had sitting beside her. Ethan was so caught up in his thoughts he nearly tripped over her.

"Hey." She called out as she squirmed to avoid being trampled.

He stared down at her, completely mortified. "Billie. I'm so sorry." He said as he held a hand out to her and helped her to stand.

"It's OK." She replied, concerned about the look on his face. "Is something wrong Ethan? You look upset."

"No. Nothing's wrong." He said unconvincingly. "Is Abby here?" He asked then.

It was clear Ethan wasn't telling the truth. Billie nodded wondering what was up. "Yeah – she's in the back."

"OK." He whispered as he made his way to the back of the store.

"Well isn't this a nice surprise?" Abby said as she forced a smile. She knew there was a particular reason Ethan was here in the middle of the day.

"Hi Abby." Ethan smiled softly as he moved to take a seat on the couch. He stared at his hands, unsure of how to start.

"Hi." She said as she took a seat across from him. "You don't need to tell me…"

"I figured as much." He sighed. "I've never seen her like this – and I've seen her when I thought it was bad before. I've seen her unbelievably worried. But not like this. I think I know why it's so bad this time, because it's always been about someone else before. This time it's about us."

Abby nodded. "I know. And I know that you know this. She's very worried about you Ethan."

He sighed again and moved to stand. "She doesn't need to worry about me. I'm the last one she needs to worry about."

Abby shook her head. "You know that's not true. Ethan – she's scared. She terrified of what she sees happening between the two of you."

"I take it you've seen it too." Ethan said then.

"Yes." Abby replied. "It was a good idea to have Lia stay with her today. You always know just what to do to make her feel better."

"Usually – but I'm not so sure this time. Please. I need to know. How bad was it?" Ethan asked, his voice a bit broken.

Abby didn't make a sound – she simply stared at her feet.

Ethan's pulse began to race. "That bad huh?"

Abby knew the truth was what he needed to hear. "It was pretty awful. Mostly I think that's because I've never heard a harsh word pass your lips. And you being angry at Lynnie? It seems impossible. I know that you agree. Lynnie is the sweetest thing God ever placed on this earth."

"Yes she certainly is." He replied.

"I know. It's amazing. She's everything that's good about Cam and me. She's usually so calm about things – just like Cam. On the other hand I'm the reason Lia's always ranting and raving about something. She gets that from me."

Ethan stared off into space, more confused than before. Abby kept talking, hoping that she could comfort him in some small way. "Fighting is not what Lynnie does. Lynnie and Lia disagree from time to time but it's all harmless sisterly bickering. Real conflict makes Lynnie very uncomfortable. It actually scares her to death."

"I know. I know. That's just it. I need to know how can I help her." Ethan asked desperately. His eyes were shining with tears as he nearly begged. Not being able to comfort Lynnie was tearing him up inside. "Please. I need to be able to help her."

"I know that you do." Abby replied as her heart went out to him. She didn't see everything clearly – but what she saw was so disturbing she knew she had to at least give him some sort of hope. "Whatever this is – I don't think you can stop it. But you can control the way that you handle what comes."

"What should I do?" He asked her again. "Abby, please. Tell me."

"Make sure that she knows – without a doubt that you love her." She replied wiping away tears of her own. "At this point that's the best thing you can do."