A\N: Thank you so much to everyone who has been reading and reviewing this story. This chapter is very content heavy and covers a lot of content. However the end is somewhat lighter.

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Mend Part Two

"Just about us," Gabriela's voice barely over a whisper, "About everything."

"I see," Dr. Ching observed, "You know what," He looked at his appointment book. "I seemed to have gotten the days mixed up our appointment is tomorrow at one o'clock, not today."

And with that Dr. Ching walked out the door.

"Did that just happen?" Matt's eyes expanded. "No way that just happened."

"Stranger things have happened."

Then, there it was again, that awkward silence that so often occupied large portions of their time together.

"Matt," Gabriela rubbed her face, "I need you to let me finish what I'm about to say."

Matt nodded his head.

"Say it Matt, promise me you'll do it. This isn't going to be easy for you; it's not going to be easy for me to tell you either."

"Gabriela what-"

"Damn it Matt just say you'll do it!"

Matt stared at his wife in shock. He could count on his fingers the number of times she had raised her voice in English at him.

"Yeah okay!"

"Good."

Gabriela bit down on her lip; she didn't know how to begin.

"I don't know when I started loving you Matt; but I remember seeing you with Hallie broke my heart, every time she'd come to the firehouse and you'd kiss her; it broke my heart. We were so close then, we'd talk for hours when we couldn't sleep at night and I'd try to teach you how to cook. I know Hallie was jealous, everyone knew. I'm not going to lie to you; knowing she was jealous, that she thought something more was going on between us it made me happy. It made me happy to know that she thought of me as a threat, knew I liked you.

Matt opened his mouth to say something but when Gabriela looked at him he shut it. He had promised he'd let her finish.

"When you and Hallie would have fights you'd call me or come over to my apartment and we'd talk. There were so many times that I wanted to give you bad advice so your relationship would fall apart but I never did. I never did because I loved you and you were happy with her, I wanted you to be happy.

Gabriela took a break to regain her composure and to take a breather.

"I feel like back then when we weren't together we talked more. Talking back then it felt right but now, ever since we got married it's been like we've built a wall in-between us that we can't knock down. I miss the way we used to talk about everything. I miss the way you used to look at me, that look that told me you loved me."

"Gabriela I do love you," Matt spoke fiercely, "With everything that's happened though-"

"Matt you know that's just an excuse. We rushed into everything."

"The truth? Sometimes I think maybe we did but I don't ever regret Serena and Michael and I know you don't either."

"No, defiantly not. But we need to work this out for us not for them. If we do that it'll just cause more problems in the future."

"I want this to work Gabriela but I'm not sure how. Where did everything go wrong?"

"When my father died."

She was right. He remembered getting Gabriela coming to the school to see him and the subagent call. She shut down, wouldn't let him in so he stopped trying, stopping bugging and focused on their newborn twins.

"I remember," Matt, breathes slowly, "I hated watching you suffer like that. I didn't know how to help you."

"That's how I feel now Matt. I don't know what to do, what to say to make you feel better. To let you know that what happened wasn't your fault.

"But it was!" Matt counters with anger, "It was my fault!"

"How? How was it your fault?"

"I should have seen the danger, I shouldn't have let her go in."

"Matt you both were doing your job. It wasn't your fault. That's what everyone said. You need to stop blaming yourself."

"I don't know how too," Matt finally admitted.

A faint smile appeared on Gabriela's lips, he had finally asked for help. This was a small step in the right direction.

"You just made the first step Matt," Gabriela squeezed his hand, "The rest won't be easy but we'll get through it together."

"I love you Gabriela."

"I love you to."

Four Weeks Later

"Daddy!" Serena and Michael ran towards their father as soon as they saw him enter the front door, "Daddy!" They smiled happily.

Matt looked down at his twins and wished more then anything that he could pick them up. Unfortunately though, for the next three weeks he was stuck in a wheelchair until his shoulder fully recovered. He wasn't allowed to do any heavy lifting.

"Daddy has a big owie, he can't pick you guys up?" Gabriela gently placed both eighteen month olds and put them in Matt's lap.

"All better?" Serena kissed Matt's hand and looked at him, a hopeful smile on her face.

Matt grinned from ear to ear, "Much better sweetheart," He kissed her, "Now how about we go for a little ride." He began pushing his wheelchair further into the house.

"Matt be careful," Gabriela warned as she placed his cane against the wall and his bag on the floor.

"How is he?" Esmerelda asked as she and Gabriela walked towards the kitchen.

"Angry."

"And?"

"Miserable. But I don't blame him Mom. At least Dr. Ching says he is making improvements.

"That's good."

"Damn it!" Matt swore, as he couldn't reach the shelf to get himself a glass.

"Damn!" Michael echoed his father's words.

Walking into the kitchen Gabriela tried to bite back her frustration of the swear word, "I'll get it for you Matt. You're going to need to learn to ask for help."

"Or you could just leave some glasses and everything I need where I can reach them." He retorted.

"Maybe," Gabriela took Serena and Michael and placed them on the ground, "Make sure you're careful around them."

"I know Gabriela!" Matt's anger and frustration began to boil over.

"Matt," Gabriela watched in horror as her husband climbed the stairs on his own without the cane, "Matt would you let me help you before you get yourself hurt."

"No," Matt bite back in response, "I don't need any help to walk up stairs."

"Yes you do Matt! And I wish you would stop being so stubborn."

Matt glared at her; "You have no right criticize me for being stubborn."

"Maybe not but I do know that you could injure your shoulder more if you don't use your cane."

"I won't!" Matt resisted the urge to scream out in pain as his shoulder began to throb.

"Matt! Do you want to go back to work or not?"

"Of course!"

'Then," She took his arm, "You'll let me help you."

Matt mumbled some swear words but allowed Gabriela to help him climb the remainder of the stairs.

"In four weeks you'll be almost good as new," Gabriela kissed him on the cheek, "Then you won't need my help anymore."

"I can't wait," Matt huffed as they walked into their bedroom.

"In the meantime though I need to help you get dressed and undressed so…"

Matt leaned in and kissed her; it felt so good, they hadn't had a proper kiss since he had been injured almost ten weeks ago.

"Matt," Gabriela moaned, "I want it to but you're still injured and we can't. We have to wait until the doctor okay's it."

Matt sighed, he knew she was right, "Hopefully it'll be before we go away in five weeks."

"Hopefully." She smiled, "Now," She placed her hands gently on his arms, "Lets get ready for bed.

TBC

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