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"Everyday I just wanna be closer… closer… to you!" Lilian sang under her breath as she sat in the heavy New York City traffic, staring out across the Hudson River as she looked at the endless line of cars ahead of her attempting to get out of the city as well. She turned up the air conditioning, wondering just whose idea it was to have her work on her album in July.
The little blonde stifled a yawn, taking a swig of water before grabbing a stack of papers off the seat next to her, rifling through the lyrics of her songs.
Her cell phone rang a few minutes later, breaking Lilian out of her motion of glancing through the papers and inching forward. She smiled when she saw the caller ID: Dave Cell.
"Hey, Love," she said, cradling the phone between her ear and shoulder as she looked at the cars in front of her, wishing that they would magically disappear so she could be back home in D.C. before dinnertime.
"Momma?"
Lilian was surprised at the tiny voice that came over the phone. She knew that voice. Still, she asked, "Madeline Elizabeth, is that you?"
"Maddy, how did you get my phone?" Lilian heard Dave ask, then there were sounds of the phone shuffling. "Hello?"
"Hey, Dave," Lilian said softly, wiping her bangs out of her face.
"Sugar," he greeted, sitting down in a kitchen chair, helping his youngest daughter to climb into his lap, the tiny girl snuggling up to her father and attempting to pull the cell phone out of his hand.
"How are you?"
"I'm good. I can't wait to see you," Dave replied. "Where are you?"
"I'm still trying to get out of New York City," Lilian said, glaring at the cars ahead of her.
"Well, I'm sure you'll be home before you know it…"
"Yeah, hopefully before Thanksgiving," Lilian grumbled. "I swear, if I get stuck on the Jersey Turnpike and on 95 in Delaware, I'm gonna become the poster child for road rage…"
Dave chuckled, pulling the phone back from Maddy's grasp. "Well, Sugar, I think I better let your youngest talk before she pokes me in the eye to get the phone," he told her.
"Pokes you in the eye?" Lilian repeated. "Have you been letting her watch Ric Flair matches again?"
"Lilian, you're a dork," Dave replied. "That was cheesy. But I still love you."
"I love you, too," Lilian replied. "I'll see you soon."
"Momma!!" Maddy squealed into the phone. Lilian jumped slightly at the loud noise before replying.
"Well hello there Ms. Madeline!!" Lilian exclaimed. "How's my baby girl?"
"Good!" Maddy exclaimed into the phone, and Lilian winced at her child's loud statement. She needed to teach her daughter the proper level of speaking into the phone…
"Miss me?"
"Of course! Daddy won't let me watch Nemo!"
"Oh, we won't, will he?" Lilian asked with a laugh. "Well, I'll tell you what."
"What?"
"When I get home, we're gonna make Daddy and Sophia sit down and watch Nemo with us!"
"Yay!" Maddy cried. "Daddy, we're watching Nemo when Momma gets home!"
"...Wonderful," Lilian heard Dave say.
"Tell Daddy to stop, or else we're watching it in Espanol."
"Momma said to stop or she's making you watch it in Istanbul!"
"…WHAT?" Lilian heard Dave ask, thoroughly confused.
Lilian chuckled, drawing her daughter's attention back to her. "So, missy, what are you doing calling Mommy's phone anyways?"
"You showed me how to work the phone!"
"Yes, I did," Lilian answered. "But for emergencies only."
"What's an ember tree?"
Lilian went to reply, resisting the urge to laugh at her youngest, then noticed the traffic suddenly picking up in speed again. "Maddy, ask Daddy. I need to go, okay?" Lilian told her youngest daughter.
"Okay," Maddy agreed. "Will you be home soon?"
"Yeah, I promise," Lilian replied.
"And we'll watch Nemo?"
"Absolutely."
"'Kay. I love you."
"I love you too."
With that, she heard the phone being shuffled again, then a dial tone met her ear. Lilian sighed softly, closing her phone and letting it drop on the seat next to her.
It had been an amazing past five years since Lilian and Dave had left WWE. Lilian healed quickly from knee surgery, then gave birth to a healthy baby girl, Madeline Elizabeth. After the birth, Lilian had begun to write lyrics and worked furiously on her music, her debut album making its way to the top charts in the Latin music scene.
Now, after rave reviews and demands from fans, her second CD was in the works. Right now, she was recording tracks in New York City during the week, and commuting back to Washington D.C. during the weekends and Monday.
It was tiring… she had gone on tour after the first CD had been released, and she had loved every moment of it. To perform live for her fans was an amazing experience, one that she wouldn't trade for the world.
Well, except for her family. Dave had been amazing during this whole experience, playing Mr. Mom perfectly so Lilian could live her dream. And Sophia, now six years of age, and Madeline, four years old, were the light of Lilian's life. Sophia was a mature young lady, her wisdom much further than her actual age, too much for her own good sometimes. And Madeline was Daddy's little princess, often clinging to her father's leg.
Lilian sighed softly as she left New York City behind… at least for a few days.
Yeah, it was a hectic life.
But Lilian Batista wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
Lilian stifled a yawn as she got out of her Mustang, stretching her legs, wincing a little bit as she felt a slight twinge in her knee. Even though the surgery to repair her MCL had been successfully done years ago, the stiffness was something that was going to stick with her for the rest of her life.
She checked the mailbox, not surprised to see Dave hadn't gotten the mail yet. She flipped through the envelopes. "Bills, bills, bills…" she murmured, frowning when she came across a plain white envelope with no name, return address, or stamp.
"What's this?" Lilian asked herself, tucking the other envelopes under her arm and shifting her bag across her shoulder so she could open the envelope.
She leaned against her Mustang, her face paling slightly as she read the words, cut out from words in a magazine.
How are the kids?
Her hands trembled as she looked toward the house, her heart leaping as she saw Sophia and Madeline running towards her, Dave moving behind, smiles spread across their faces.
"Momma!" Maddy cried, launching herself into Lilian's arms a split second after Lilian hastily tucked the letter into her bag.
"Mom!" Sophia said happily, wrapping her arms around Lilian's legs.
"My loves," Lilian said happily, hugging both her daughters before kissing Dave gently on the cheek. "I missed you all!"
"Is it time to watch Nemo yet?" Maddy asked eagerly.
"After dinner," Lilian promised, setting her daughter down. She turned to Dave, handing the mail to her husband.
"Oh, I forgot to get it," Dave said, glancing through the letters. "Thanks, Sugar."
"You're welcome," Lilian replied, thinking to the mysterious letter in her bag.
"Anything else come?" Dave asked, his dark eyes meeting Lilian's green pools.
She hesitated, then replied, "Ah… no."
End 7.1