Troy sat up, and still under the covers, "Tell your daddy I"m coming." Chuck nodded walking out of the room and downstairs to tell his father. Gabriella looked at him, "I'll..I'll just get dressed.' he nodded pulling up his boxers, and slipping on his jeans. "y-yeah.. umm I'll be back." he slipped on his shirt and walked downstairs.
After Gabriella has her clothes back on she could hear Christopher cries from the other room, she rushed into his room and saw him crying in his crib, "Hi Christopher." she lifted him up into her arms and he stopped crying; Gabriella smiled cradling him, "Hey little guy.." she picked up the pacifier that he must of lost in the crib, and put it back into his mouth. "Hey..I'm your mommy..and I'm sorry I missed out on your 5 months of life, but I hope I won't miss anymore." she smiled warmly as the little boy's eyes drifted back to sleep. Gabriella smiled kissing his forehead, and laying him back down in the crib gently.
"Hey, what are you doing?" she jumped a little bit, and her head snapped to the doorframe to see Troy walking in with a warm bottle. she bit her lip, "Christopher was crying.. and..and I just was checking on him.."
He chuckled, walking in, "that was actually 'I'm hungry, I want my milk' cry."
Gabriella pursed her lips, "Ohh...well yeah, you have a bottle..."
Troy nodded, looking at Christopher then at Gabriella, "you want to feed him?" she bit her lip, "are you sure-"
"Gabriella your his mother." an obvious statement. She smiled, "Y-yeah...I'd love to." Troy handed her the bottle, pointing to a rocker in the corner, "I'll get him." she nodded with a tranquil smile on her face.
"Hey...Chris." Troy whispered, picking up gently, he was still fussy and kicking his feet. "Yeah..you're hungry. You're a hungry boy." he turned to Gabriella, "Mommy's gonna feed you...yeah."
Troy placed the infant in Gabriella's arms. Gabriella smiled down at baby christopher, bringing the bottle to his lips, "hey baby boy..you hungry." Christopher began sucking on the bottle. Gabriella smiled at him, "Your beautiful." she murmured.
Troy smiled, he missed this, he missed her so much. and this is how it should of been all along, her with him forever, with their son, and maybe more children in the future. He just, he needed to help her with everything that was going on with her. As soon as christopher was asleep, Gabriella pulled the bottle out of his mouth. "He's asleep." she whispered standing up and laying him in the crib gently.
She smiled, "He looks alot like you Troy...your a great father."
Troy smiled, "Yeah...but there were days and nights when Christopher wouldn't stop crying. I couldn't calm him, and that's when I always was thinking 'he wanted his mother'."
Gabriella bit her lip, sniffling, "hey...hey...Brie, don't cry." she wrapped her arms around herself, rubbing her palms against her eyes to wipe her tears away. "Troy I-I'm sorry...I just...I can't believe that...that you would think that I left-" he went to her, wrapping her in his arms; "it's in the past now...okay, just focus on the here and how."
She shook her head, "what if I can't?" he rubbed her tears away with his thumb, kissing the ones that ran down her lips, "anything is possible...as long as we're together, everything's cool."
She smiled, it didn't quite reach her eyes. "You're like...the perfect guy Troy He scoffed, "Well I don't know about perfect but..."
"no, you are." he looked at her, cupping her face gently. She leaned into his touch, holding his hand to her cheek. "I missed you, Brie." he whispered huskily.
She sniffled, "even though I ...I forgot...I knew in my heart that something was missing from my life, and you and Christopher are it."
Troy rubbed her back kissing her forhead, "You wanna stay here tonight." she nodded looking at Christopher in the crib. Troy smiled, "Come on, you need rest, come sleep with me." she nodded grabbing his hand, he wrapped his arm around her as they went back into his bedroom.
Troy and her layed on the bed as he wrapped his arm around her waist. "Troy..I..I need you to do me a favor tomorrow.." he sat up, and rolled ontop of her pecking her lips, "anything.. what is it?"
She sighed, "I..I need you to come with me to pick up my things from Robert's house.. so I can break up with him.. If I go alone.. he might..he might hurt me." they interlocked fingers.
He brought her fingers to his lips, his eyes not leaving hers. "Anything." he repeated, it sounded...sensual...coming from him. Gabriella smiled softly, running her free hand through his hair. "I...I also want to see my father..." he looked at her, "Brie-"
"Please? I know...I know what you told me about him...but I just want to...see if the months changed him. He has a grandson."
"A grandson he doesn't care about...Brie, he didn't even hold Christopher when he was born."
Gabriella sighed, and played with his fingers, "I just..I just wanna see him, okay..I..I really do."
Troy sighed kissing her forehead, "Get some sleep okay?" she nodded, "okay.." he smiled. She layed her head back on the pillow and falling into a deep slumber.