Hello, and without further ado, I present Chapter whatever it is of The Truth Comes Out!

Chapter 10, I believe…

"Ryan, a job offer?" Sydney asked angrily later that night when Grandmamma was settled in the den. "In Australia?" She hissed in the dimly lit room. "We can't leave Grandmamma in this state!"

"Sydney, please, just give it some thought." Ryan begged as Sydney pulled back the heavy covers. "Syd, I just want what is best for us and the kids."

"I'm pretty sure that the baby that is inside of me doesn't like stress, Ryan! That's what it is getting right now!" Sydney exclaimed and sat down, the bed shaking under her weight. "Ryan, I grew up here. I haven't been outside of Albuquerque. When Troy, Mom and Dad went to the ski lodge I wasn't allowed to go. I love it here."

"Sydney, I understand you're scared about the idea of moving across the world, but I don't want that idiot coming for Doug or Isabelle."

"Ryan, please." Sydney swatted his hand away from her waist where her had moved it and walked over to the dresser in the room. "We just bought this house, Ry. Can't the move wait until the kids are all here on Earth and older?"

"Sydney, I love you, and I would do anything for you, but the kids need to be away from that…that monster."

"He won't come for them until they are older, like I was." Sydney retaliated. "Please, Ryan. A few years." Sydney's green eyes begged the older parent and he looked away from the almost crying teen. "Will the position still be open?"

"They want me bad. They would fire the assistant manager for me. I guess we can stay for a while, Syd. I'll email them tomorrow."

"Ryan, thank you so much. I love you." Sydney smiled weakly as Ryan rubbed her stomach.

"I love you—both of you."

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Sydney's eyes flickered open to meet light pouring in the window. She stood tiredly and grabbed her bathrobe. "Ryan, Grandmamma said we weren't invited to the funeral. She said Ms. Montenegro was in charge and didn't want his ex there."

"I know Syd." Ryan greeted her in the kitchen as she sat down between Grandmamma and Douglas. "Doug, no Dutch at the table, please."

"But I get really good, Daddy!"

"Yes, Doug. Don't forget, Syd. Doug has a birthday coming up."

"Me too!" Sydney whined and laughed at Ryan's mock empathy.

"Do you want a birthday party, Sydney?"

"Yes." Sydney pouted. "I do want a birthday."

"Too bad, grow up." Grandmamma intervened and Ryan sat down opposite of Sydney. "Sydney-Elizabeth, I feel as if I am intruding on you're home. Please, Sydney, let me know if I am a burden." The strongly accented voice told her Granddaughter.

"Okay, Gran. I will, don't worry though. Granddad just passed away, so you should be with family. Why don't you stay with me, Ryan, and the kids for a while, and then when you think you're ready, you can find a condo or somewhere and me and Ryan will help you pay."

"No, Sydney-Elizabeth. I will pay. Granddad left me with all of his riches." The telephone rang and Sydney stood to answer the call.

"Hello. Evans residence."

"Hey, Sydney. It's Gabriella. Troy is taking me to this fabulous restaurant tonight. I think he is just doing it so he can be a daddy. I'm not ready to be pregnant and a mom. I have a life too, you know. Troy just doesn't understand. I have work. You wouldn't understand, you stay home with Douglas Nell. What a pathetic name. Who on Earth would give a girl a boy name? I mean, really. What girl wants to grow up with that burden?"

"Gabriella, that is nice, but my Grandmamma is here and I want to visit while I have to chance." Sydney interrupted her sister in law.

"Oh." Gabriella's voice dropped and Sydney could hear Troy in the background.

"Can I talk to Troy for a minute?" Gabriella scowled and her husbands voice replaced hers.

"Hey Sydney. How are you?"

"Troy, can you come over?" Sydney asked, her voice catching in her throat and cracking.

"Sure, I'll just get Gabi."

"No, Troy. She isn't concerned in this matter. Granddad died a few days ago, and I think you should be here to support Gran."

"Doesn't she prefer Grandmamma?"

"Yes, Troy." Sydney answered firmly. "Now, I want to talk to you about something right now." Sydney made her way from the kitchen to the den on the other side of the house. "I don't think Gabriella loves you, Troy. What girl wouldn't want to be a mother?"

"Gabi just wants to have me to herself."

"Troy!" Sydney exclaimed. "She doesn't. Follow her tomorrow. I bet she doesn't work."

"Sydney, it isn't you're concern!" Troy shouted and the line went dead. Sydney sighed and went back to the table to eat. "Ryan, I have a doctor's appointment today."

"Okay, Sydney. Mrs. Bolton, would you like to go with her?"

"Sure." Lauren replied and swallowed another bite of her eggs. "I would love too, Ryan. And please, call me Grandmamma."

"Sorry. Kids, are you ready for preschool?"

"Yes, daddy." They spoke in unison. Douglas hopped off the chair and bounced to the living room.

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"Ryan!" Sydney shouted when the door clicked open. "Ryan!" She called again and ran towards her husband. "Hey guys. How was school?"

"Fine." Douglas replied, her voice low. "I got made fun of."

"Why, Doug? You didn't do anything wrong I hope."

"It all you're fault. You named me boy!"