Exactly Where Were Supposed To Be

Chapter 13: Shocked

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An: Hey heres the next chapter, sorry for the wait...

Mitchie couldn't believe what she was seeing, Shane her love, her life was doing here. He didn't know that Tadhg would be here, and yet there he stood, wanting to see his son. She couldn't not let him, but could she do this to herself, she didn't know, not that he was giving her much of her choice, he was approaching her now, arms open wide, ready to hold his son for the first time since he found out he was his.

"Mitchie" he said, his voice a low growl

Her eyes met his, and she couldn't get the words out, she was unable to speak, with him approaching her like this, so moody and serious.

"Give me him" he chocked out, his sudden armour broken

His expression was not easily read, but she decided that it was safe to just let him hold him, patting a place beside her, she allowed him to sit down and handed the dribbling toddler to him. In this unique moment she couldn't describe the emotions that came over her as she watched her son and her love, who currently hated her, bonding for the first time.

"Tadhg" Shane said in a light tone

The child looked up at him, his chocolate brown eyes a reminder of his parentage, there was no mistaking who his father was. The child did not make strange, instead he hugged his chubby little arms around him, making dribble stains on his shirt, the child murmered something incoherent in what sound like gibberish.

"Do you know who I am" the child continued to wrap his arms around him

A tear slid down his cheek, as he said that "I'm your dad"

He rubbed the child's hair gently, not looking at Mitchie or the world around him, he was focused on his child. Nobody could take it away from him.

"No one will love you more than I will, do you hear that"

The child looked up at his tear stained cheek, smiling up, showing his few baby teeth "You cwyy" he said in wonder

"I'm just happy"

The child wiped the tear away that slid down Shanes cheek and began playing with the action man toy that Mitchies mom had brought with her. Shane looked down at the child with such emotion that Mitchie couldn't look at the scene before her without welling up.

Finally he managed to look at her, but only to ask what he would do with him, how he would see him. In truth Mitchie didn't know, but what she did know was that she had to allow him access, because she knew that he wouldn't go away without a fight.

"I don't know" she answered truthfully

"I'm not just leaving him you know that much" he answered, holding his child close

"I know, but what can I do" she mumbled in response

"You could let me see him" he answered, looking into the child's eyes

"I want my child to have a father thats always there"

"I'll be there" he cried

"You have concerts, tours, what then"

"I'll give it up" he said, with a helpless sigh

"No you won't thats why I did this, to avoid that in the first place"

Shane looked at her, she had so much love in her eyes that it almost made him want to say that he forgave her for what she had done. But he couldn't, he could not do it."

"Whats that given me" he sighed, giving the child back to Mitchie

"Go play sweetie" she whispered allowing the child to walk off

Mitchie stared out at the child "I've given you a life"

Shane stared at her with disbelief, chagrin set in, he had no idea what to do with her, she was putting up such a fight and for what, she was getting nothing ot of this, or was she? He had no idea what to think of her anymore, he wanted to kiss her passionately one minute and rip the child from her view the next. He had no clue what she would do next, but what he did know was that she wasn't getting away with keeping Tadhg away from him.

"Wow" Sarcasm laced in his answer

Mitchie gave him an evil glare, she had no right to but she did. Shane was being such an ass right now, all over this child. She decided that she was going to have to work something out, if she didn't want this in the paper

"Fine, I think I may be able to work something out" she smiled, looking at the child

"Thanks" he sighed, secretly jumping for joy

"No bother" she smiled, wanting to rip his shrt off right then and there

Shane looked at the child. He was every inch a gray, no denying it, from his chocolate-brown tan to the muddy brown of the eyes, only some of Mitchies traits were in him. He was secretly glad, nobody would know who she was.

"So what do you think we could do"

Mitchie pursed her lips, she had no idea what to say, she wanted to watch her child all day, keep him here and never let him out of her sight. But he had to have his father, he needed one at the end of the day.

She wanted to tell him that never would be alright, but she couldn't. "I don't know Shane maybe every other day"

His smiled beamed. She had never seen him so happy as when he was with or on the subject of his child. Such a grown up. She couldn't help but envy him. She wished that she possessed that quality.

"You have no idea how much this means to me" he said, noving over to hug her

He suddenly stopped, realising what he was doing, and where his hands wanted to touch. He couldn't do it, he was supposed to hate her, he wouldn't kiss her, he wouldn't mentally undress her, he wouldn't nope, it wasn't right. But why was he thinking about her, why did he want to hug her, this should be about the child playing in the garden. He should only be civilised, nothing more, nothing less.

"Jason phoned earlier" he said, filling the silence

"He did" Mitchie asked, nonchalantly, trying to hide her dread

"It seems that the press are having a field day with this one" he smiled

"What" she asked, shifting her gaze to him

"He needs you to ring him" he said, walking away from her

"Eh..ok" she said, confused

Shane gave one last glance at the child and he was gone. She knew that he needed to go off and have some time to himself. He needed to be alone with his head. There was nothing she coulddo about it now, Shane would be in the picture.

Taking out her cell phone, she dialled in Jasons number. It rang for all of two brrings before he answered.

"Mitchie" he said, sounding breathless

"Yes"

"You. Have. To. Marry. Me"