A/N: Hey readers, thanks for the positive reviews! I have been brainstorming a lot throughout the day trying to come up with some different ideas for this Marthie story! I hope you guys like it.

"Hey Ruthie…I…" Martin said breathlessly, but Ruthie cut him off before he could finish.

"What are you doing here? WHY are you here?" Ruthie inquired.

"I…I…came…" Martin stumbled over his words.

"Tell me! Just spit it out," Ruthie shouted. Obviously, she was not over it. That week of detention and Gershwin had not cured her. The random Scottish Sex God had left her unsatisfied. She knew what she wanted. He was right there. Tangible and within her reach for the first time in months. But, of course, he couldn't know that.

"I just want to talk to you," he finally managed to say.

"Why?"

"Because. We were best friends. And I screwed it up. I am here to fix it. To fix everything,"

"I am sorry, but I fixed myself. Don't worry about me. You can leave," she pointed towards the door.

"Ruthie…"

"Get out!" Tears streamed down her face.

He stuffed his hands into his pockets, hung his head low, and exited out the same way he entered.

Totally disillusioned, Ruthie forgot about the letter and slowly dragged herself back upstairs and into the warmth of her bed. She thought about what had happened just moments before. Had she been too harsh on him? Had she been too easy on him? She forced her brain to a different subject and before she knew the twins were in her room.

"Ruthie will you," said David.

"Come downstairs to," said Sam.

"Make us some," said David.

"Breakfast," said Sam.

"Please," they said together.

"Aright, alright," Ruthie said as she rose out of bed.

"Thanks Ruthie," they chimed.

As she arrived in the kitchen she heard the soft grunting of a baby. Aaron was here. And with Aaron comes Sandy. Not that she had a problem with Sandy, it was just that she brought along the darkside of Ruthie's relationship with Martin.

"Hey Ruthie! Thank GOD. Aaron is just finishing up his bottle, and maybe, when he is done, you could hold on to him for a bit. I haven't had a chance to go to the bathroom all morning," Sandy complained.

"Uh..yeah. Sure. I guess. No problem."

"THANK YOU!" Sandy placed Aaron, Martin's spawn, gently Ruthie's arms before running frantically to the upstairs bathroom.

Ruthie craddled Aaron in her arms and began to walk towards the living room.

"Ruthie," the twins shrieked simontaneously, "our breakfast!

"Sorry, guys," she said softly as she waddled over to the pantry to grab a box of cherrios, "You're big boys now. I trust you can do it yourselves."

"So you are Aaron. Martin's little boy," Ruthie cooed to the baby, "You look like your daddy, you know? Those blue eyes. Your daddy came here, to my house, last night. I wasn't very nice to him. I used to love him. And now, well. I don't know. I thought I was over him. But now…"

"Ruthie…Hi. Let's talk. It's important," Sandy interrupted.

"Sure, sure. What's wrong?"

"It's about Martin. It's about Martin, and me," Sandy continued.

"Our beautiful son brought us together. We are so close now. We became a family. And we…we fell in love."

"With EACH OTHER?"

"Yes. We are getting married, Ruthie."

"No. No…" Ruthie's head fell into her hands. She didn't want to react that way. She couldn't help it. "Then why did he come to see me last night?"

"He wants to make things right with you. He cares about you. Like a sister. Like a best friend. He doesn't want to get married until everything between you guys is normal," Sandy explained, "Just like before," her eyes trailed over to Aaron, who still laid comfortably in Ruthie's arms.

Ruthie shivered and thrusted the baby back into Sandy's arms, "I am sorry. I have to leave now." Ruthie jumped up and ran out the front door. She walked down the block, tears flowing down her cheeks, and took out her cell phone.

"Information, yes. I would like a number for a cab company in Glenoak, Ca…Yes, any cab company. Thank you," she waited patiently. "Yes, hello, I need a cab as soon as possible. My location is the southwest corner of Pine and Phoenix."

The cab pulled up about ten minutes later, Ruthie hopped in and prepared for the long and emotional cab ride.