Thank you guys for reviewing. It really makes my day especially since I was thinking about not continuing the story. I feel like I've made Jay way out of character… but I guess time can change anyone. Lol..

Luvchild10: I hope you're not too confused. If its all the flashbacks, there really aren't many more. I just thought I needed a little more of a backstory than the shows actually given Jay and Emma as a couple.

Nicole: That's awesome that you like my story so far. I hope you keep enjoying it and I promise Melanies father will be revealed soon… this chapter!

Degrassi fan- Terry Hill: You're just gonna have to wait and find out, lol. J
kuddls: Jay's fiance isn't Ashley Kerwin. I knew that would be really confusing… I think I'm just going to give her a nickname to stop the confusion. Thanks for reviewing though.

CHAPTER 3

Emma woke up in complete darkness. She rolled over to see the clock which read 2:30. When her eyes finally adjusted to the dark she saw that she was in Jay's old room and she saw that her girls were asleep in the bed next to her. Emma pulled the covers off of herself and walked into the living room. Jay and Spinner were on the couch playing video games. Emma sat down on the other couch. Jay and Spinner looked up. Spinner faked a yawn.

"Wow, look at the time. I really should be getting to bed. Good night Jayson. Good night Emma… oh, and welcome home," Spinner smiled as he stood and walked out of the room.
"I didn't mean to interrupt…" Emma yawned as she lay down on the couch.
"Not a big deal. This is usually our nightly routine around here when I'm actually here…" Jay started to roll up the controllers.
"Don't put them away. I wanna play…" Emma smiled.
"Do you even know how?" Jay asked with a grin, handing her a controller.
"Like I've said before, if you can do it, it can't be that hard…" Emma winked at Jay. He started laughing.
"Okay, you're on," Jay grinned.

They played in silence for what seemed like an hour before Jay finally spoke up.

"Who's Melanie's dad?" Jay finally just blurted out.
"Jay… it's really not important…" Emma replied saddened that her fun had just been ruined.
"It is though… It's important to me. I want to know… I need to know. Do I know him?"
"You do…" Emma replied looking down into her hands knowing that Jay would be very upset when he found out.
"Tell me…"
"You can't just order me to tell you things. It's none of your business!" Emma exclaimed standing to walk outside on the balcony.
"I need to know Emma! Damn it! This man was around my daughter, okay! This man reproduced with the only woman that I have ever truly loved! I need to know! It's important to me!" Jay angrily whispered. Emma felt the tears beginning to fall down her face.
"Okay. I'll tell you. But you have to promise not to get upset at me… I had a lapse of judgment in a bar in Atlanta one night… I was so alone in Georgia. I can't even explain how it felt to barely know anyone. No one wanted to be my friend in college because I was the girl that was knocked up on the gymnastics team… I wanted so badly just to pack up and come home but I had a decent job down there at least to pay for myself and Jenna… so, a co-worker invited me for drinks one night and I went. It was good to just be out someplace with other adults outside of work. Then I saw him. I saw Sean's older brother, Tracker, I don't even know why he was in Atlanta…"
"Sean's older brother, Tracker! You've got to be kidding me!" Jay raged with anger.
"Things just happened Jay. He was a familiar face… I needed a familiar face at that moment and he was there…" Emma cried.
"You had sex with Tracker! You had a baby with Tracker! What in the hell were you thinking?" Jay cried.
"I wasn't… okay. Not really. I called Tracker when I found out I was pregnant and he told me to go play house with somebody else," Emma cried harder.
"I'm going to kill him!"
"No," Emma begged, "it was my fault… don't blame him, please."

They both stood in silence for minutes besides the sound of Emma crying. Finally, Jay just took Emma in his arms and hugged her.

"I have to make this all up to you," Jay whispered into her hair.
"You didn't do anything…"Emma cried.
"I did… I did all of this by not coming after you," Jay started crying.
"Ugh," Emma smiled, "can we try to have a conversation with no crying involved."

Jay laughed and kissed her hair.

"Tell me about Ashley," Emma encouraged him.
"Her real name is Ashlyn, I call her Ashley because that's what I thought she told me her name was when we first met in L.A. It's been kind of a joke since we met so I've always called her Ashley…"
"Okay, well tell me about Ashlyn…"
"She's really great. She grew up really poor and on the wrong side of the tracks, so we understand each other. She's a model now and she's pretty successful. I don't think that I've ever heard her say a bad thing about anyone before either…" Jay spoke somewhat uncomfortably.
"Do you love her?" Emma asked looking deep into his eyes.
"I do…" Jay nodded.
"Wow, the stars are beautiful tonight," Emma spoke changing the subject.
"Me loving her doesn't mean that I don't love other people also… and when I say other people, I mean you, Em."

Emma looked at him again. Their heads began to lean into each other and before they knew it they were kissing. Neither pulled back for several minutes. Finally Emma pulled back.

"I always dreamed about this moment…" Emma grinned.
"Me too," Jay admitted.
"You know I'm not asking you to leave Ashlyn…"
"I know," Jay smiled.
"I just want us to have another try…"
"I think that's fair…" Jay agreed, "but before we can ever try to be a couple again, we have to get you out of this depression you've been in."
"So, you'll mean you'll give us a try?" Emma asked in shock.
"I owe it to our daughter to try. But I'm not promising anything, okay?"

Emma nodded and kissed Jay on the cheek.

"It's really late…" Jay sighed.
"Yeah, the girls will be up before too long."
"Why don't you sleep in, in the morning. I'll take the girls out for breakfast."
"Thanks. Well, um, good night, Jay."

Emma smiled before walking back into Jay's bedroom where her daughters were sleeping. Jay took his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed Sean.

"Your brother!" Jay spoke angrily into the phone.
"What did Tracker do this time?" Sean asked sleepily.
"Where is he?" Jay demanded.
"He's asleep downstairs. Why?" Sean asked but all he heard was the dial tone.

To Be Continued.