"So I didn't dream that, you are really here? We are here, together right now?"
"Would you stop saying your dreaming that I am here. I am serioulsy going to get a complex."
They luagh. He moves over to her bed and sits besides her. He looks at her and pulls a strand of hair behind her ear. She gently smiles.
"So are you back? For good?"
"I'm back, for good."
She sits up and hugs him tightly. He smiles, "God, it feels good to be back in her arms." He thinks.
"How bout some breakfast?" He asks.
"Sure, I'm sure mom is cooking something--"
Before she finshed that thought Eric walked in the door.
"Oh--I'm sorry."
"Dad, there is nothing going on here. Martin passed out on the floor, and I dont think you would ever find me and Martin in position where you have to apolpgize for coming to into my room. Its not like we were making out. I'm not Lucy."
"I see some one has her sense of humour back." Eric said
"I guess I just needed a friend." She said looking at Martin.
"Thats why I came up here. Martin can I speak to you?"
"Sure, Mr. Camden. Raincheck for breakfast?"
"You better believe it."
Martin got up and went downstairs and followed Eric.
"You want to ask me why I'm here?"
"In a word, yes. Why now? What happened? You werent coming back the last time I talked to you."
"I'm not the father of Sandy's baby. She told me. She didn't want to hide it anymore."
"What?"
"We were talking and she just told me. She told me she just made it up to get her ex boyfriend jealous. And when he didnt want to do anything with her. She figured out she could do this on her own."
"Why did you come back here?"
"I love her, I love your daughter. I love Ruthie. I realized it, and its been eating me up inside ever since the last time I saw her. When Sandy had the baby, I saw her. She said she was happy for me, she said she was okay with everything. She gave me a hug and when she hugged me, it hit me. I dont know how I can tell her, or even if I should, but all I know is that I do love her."
Eric smiled, he was happy.
"You better not hurt my daughter."
"I wouldn't dream of it."
Ruthie got dressed and went down to the kitchen, no one was there. She guessed they had all left. For the first time in a long time she was happy, and she didnt want to loose the feeling.
Martin walked in the kitchen and smiled when he saw her, he walked over to her and leaned next to her.
"Hey Buddy."
She smiled. "I could never get tired of you calling me that. Its our thing." She looked over at him.
Their eyes met and she looked down and the smile had faded.
"Don't do that."
"Do what?"
"Do the thing you do when you happy and you think of the bad things. That was a perfect moment."
"I know it was, thats why I did that."
He lifted her chin with his hand and looked her in the eyes just for a second. He leaned over and kissed her softly on the cheek.
"That was a perfect moment to. Come on, lets go the batting cages."
"Oh you mean the last time we really hung out and you yelled at me and told me just to stay there and watch? No thanks, I think I will just stay here."
"I promise I wont do that this time. Just please come with me."
"Okay, but if you tell me to sit there and watch you as you pumble the machine, I am walking."
"Okay."
"Okay."
As they are getting up to leave, Martin gently takes her hand. She just smiles. "Did this really just happen to me? Am I dreaming?"
A/N: I am so sorry it took me so long to update, I just wasnt motivated, and then it hit me today while watching the finale. I have to. We only have fics now. :( I hope everyone still reads it. I enjoy the comments so much. Thanks for reading. Amber