Thanks for all the reviews everyone! I'll try to update more often, i no i've been slow sorry! neway, here's the next chapter of day 2 of Dawn and Greg's visit

Ryan and Taylor's Bedroom - 7:00am

Ryan was woken up on Sunday morning by the sunlight shining through the blinds of his and Taylor's bedroom window. He glanced over at the clock radio, which read 7:02. Why am I awake so early on a Sunday morning? Ryan thought to himself with a yawn. He smiled as he looked over at his wife lying fast asleep beside him. Ryan really didn't want to wake Taylor up so he gently kissed her on the cheek before getting out of bed and walking out of the bedroom and into the hallway.

Ryan peered into Emily's room to find his daughter sitting up awake in her crib, holding a teddy bear.

Ryan smiled as he made his way over to the crib. "Good Morning Emily," he greeted her as he lifted her out and into his arms.

"How's my favourite girl doing this morning?" Of course there was no real reply, other than a few words of baby talk, considering Emily was only 11 months old and couldn't really speak yet, apart from a few words.

"Let's go downstairs so we don't wake up Mommy," Ryan said to his daughter as he carried her out of the room.

When they arrived in the kitchen, Ryan suddenly remembered why he wanted to be up early this morning. He carefully put Emily in her highchair before finding his cellphone and dialling a number that he had dialled many times before.

The phone rang four times before someone answered, "Hello?"

"Hey Sandy, I didn't wake you did I?" Ryan asked.

"No of course not. I never sleep in, you know that," he replied warmly. "So what's up Kid?"

"Oh, nothing," he responded. "Just maybe...a favour."

"What kind of a favour?" Sandy questioned his adopted son.

"Well, you know Mom's new husband Greg?" Ryan started.

"Of course, Kirsten said that Taylor told her he was a nice guy," he replied. "I'm happy that your mother finally found a good guy."

Ryan hesitated before responding, "Yeah, well I was kinda wondering whether you could, you know...do a background check on him, just to make sure that he's completely clean."

"You want me to do what?"

"I know it sounds kind of crazy, but it would really make me feel better if I knew more about this guy," he explained.

"I understand where this is coming from Ryan, but I don't think-"

"Please Sandy?" Ryan begged. "I have a really bad feeling about this guy."

"Ryan, if your mother ever found out that you did this-"

He cut Sandy off, "She won't."

"Maybe not, but if she did she would be very upset that you asked me to do this," Sandy said, trying to convince Ryan as best he could. "Are you really willing to take that risk?"

"Yes I am," he replied confidently.

"Okay, I'll call my friend in Newport and see what I can do," Sandy gave in.

"Thank you for doing this for me Sandy, I owe you one," Ryan said greatfully. "I'll see you tonight."

"Bye kid," he replied.

Ryan hung up the phone and turned around to Emily, who smiled up at him from her high chair, "No telling Mommy about this okay? At least, not yet," he said to her with a smile.

Ryan and Taylor's House - 5:30pm

"So Kirsten said she's making fish for dinner tonight," Taylor stated to her husband as she began brushing her hair in front of the bathroom mirror. "Is that okay for your Mom, Ryan?"

"Yeah, that should be fine," Ryan replied from his and Taylor's bed, where he was sitting with Emily. "My Mom's not fussy."

"Great," Taylor grinned. "I told Kirsten it would be fine, but I just wanted to make sure."

"So are Seth and Summer coming tonight?" Ryan asked, picking up one of Emily's stuffed animals.

"Well, they're supposed to be coming," Taylor started, making her way into the bedroom, "but it depends on how Summer's feeling. She's getting really big and everything"-suddenly Taylor's eyes widened in panic as she sat down beside Ryan- "Oh my god, please don't tell Summer I said that, I really don't want to upset her."

"Don't worry, I want to avoid a rage black-out just as much as you do," he said, cringing at the thought. "They'll probably be 100 times worse than usual 'cause she's pregnant."

"Excuse me, you know you're talking to another pregnant woman here," she stated, nudging him with her elbow.

"Yeah, but you're not really hormonal...yet," Ryan explained.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Taylor demanded, feeling slightly offended.

Ok, maybe she is hormonal, Ryan thought before replying, "Nothing, nothing. Forget I said anything. So are you ready to go?"

"Ha," she replied. "Are you kidding? I haven't done my hair or my make-up."

"But you look fine," he argued.

"Thanks, thats really the compliment every woman wants to hear from her husband," Taylor responded sarcastically, "You look fine."

"Sorry, you look beautiful," Ryan replied with a smile. "Now let's go!"

"Nice try mister," she stated with a smirk. "Give me 15 minutes okay?"

"And by 15 minutes you mean 1 hour?" he teased.

"Ha ha, very funny," Taylor replied.

About half an hour later, Ryan, Taylor, Dawn, Greg and Emily were on Sandy and Kirsten's doorstep.

Ryan was about to ring the doorbell, when Dawn stopped him.

"What's wrong?" he questioned with a puzzled look on his face.

She gestured down to her clothes, "Do I look okay?"

"Yes," Ryan replied, "you look great Mom."

"You look very nice Dawn, don't worry," Taylor added with a smile. Greg nodded in agreement.

"You sure?"

"Yes," Ryan, Taylor and Greg all added in unison.

"Okay, okay," Dawn smiled. "Ring the doorbell."

Ryan rang the doorbell, and a moment later, Sophie answered the door.

Her face lit up as she saw her brother, "Ryan!" Sophie threw her arms around his waist.

Ryan smiled as he accepted her hug, "Hey Soph! How are you?"

"I'm good," she smiled, before hugging Taylor in the same way she had hugged Ryan.

Realising that Dawn and Greg were standing there looking quite confused, Ryan introduced them to the youngest member of the Cohen family, "Um, guys this is Sophie. Sophie, this is Dawn and Greg."

"It's very nice to meet you Sophie," Greg smiled, shaking her hand.

Sophie giggled as she shook the man's hand and exclaimed happily, "Hi! I'm Ryan's sister."

"Sister?" Dawn questioned, looking at Ryan.

"Yeah, she's Sandy and Kirsten's daughter," he explained.

"Oh," she replied. "How nice."

"Sophie, I told you to ask who it is before opening the door," Kirsten scolded gently as she came down the hallway.

"But it's Ryan Mommy," the little girl protested.

"You only knew that because you opened the door. It could have been a stranger," she pointed out, before shifting her attention from her daughter, to her guests. "Ryan, Taylor, how are you? It's lovely to see you again Dawn."

"It's nice to see you too Kirsten," Dawn smiled politely.

"Hello Kirsten," Taylor smiled.

"Come in," she replied, gesturing for them to enter.

"Oh Kirsten, this is Greg, Mom's new husband," Ryan stated as they entered the house.

"Oh, it's nice to meet you," Kirsten smiled warmly, shaking his hand. "Kirsten Cohen."

"It's nice to meet you too," Greg smiled. "You have a lovely home."

"Thank you," she replied before taking Emily from Taylor's arms into her own. "Hello Emily, how's my special little girl doing?"

"Are Summer and Seth here yet?" Taylor asked.

"Oh yes, they're outside," Kirsten nodded. "Everyone come through." She then gestured for everyone to follow her into the backyard.

"So far so good," Taylor whispered to Ryan with a small smile.

He nodded in reply as they began following everyone into the backyard, "Let's just hope the rest of the night goes this smoothly."

"Don't worry, everything's going to be fine," she assured him.

An hour later, Sandy, Kirsten, Dawn, Greg, Summer, Seth, Ryan, Taylor, Sophie, Emily and Lucy were all seated at the dining room table enjoying their meals and talking amongst themselves.

"So, what made you all move away from Newport?" Dawn asked.

"Well, our house was pretty much destroyed during the earthquake we had years ago," Sandy started, "so we needed a new house and decided to move up to Berkley. Kirsten and I lived here when Seth was little and we were always happiest here so we thought, why not?"

"Did you see my little handprints in the sidewalk?" Seth asked. "Everyone always comments about how cute they are."

"Yeah Cohen, because they were especially looking out for handprints in the sidewalk as they walked up to the house," Summer remarked, rolling her eyes.

Dawn chuckled at Summer's comment before replying, "I didn't see them, but we'll have a look when we leave Seth."

The conversation was suddenly interupted by the sound of Sandy's cell phone ringing. He took the phone out of his pocket and quickly checked the caller ID. "I'm sorry, I have to take this."

"Sandy," Kirsten frowned, "can't it wait until after dinner?"

"It'll only take a few minutes, I promise," he replied, standing up from the table. "Excuse me." As he made his way inside he answered the phone, "Hello, Sandy Cohen speaking."

"Sorry about Sandy everyone," Kirsten apologised. "It's probably a work call."

"Don't worry Kirsten, it's fine," Dawn replied reassuringly.

The group continued eating quietly until Sandy came back outside, "Ryan," he started. Ryan looked up at Sandy curiously. "Can I talk to you for a minute, inside?" he asked.

Ryan nodded standing up from the table, "Sure."

"Is everything okay?" Taylor asked Sandy.

"Yeah Dad, what's going on?" Seth added.

"Nothing, nothing," he replied. "I just need to speak to Ryan quickly."

Ryan and Sandy then made their way inside, leaving the remaining people, minus Sophie, Lucy and Emily, very confused and worried.

The two men stopped once they were in the kitchen, out of the earshot of everyone outside.

"So..." Ryan said, leaning against the kitchen bench.

"I got a call back from my friend Mike in Newport who works for the Police Department," Sandy explained. "I got him to have Greg checked out like you asked me and...well, they've found something."

Ryan was silent for a moment before responding softly, "What did they find?"

"Well, apparently he's had a few domestic abuse charges," he started. "His first wife reported him once, then she went back to him after he promised that he had changed and it happened again, leading to another charge."

Ryan sighed, "Great, this is just what Dawn needs."

"But Mike did say that he went to jail for about 5 years and there hasn't been any trouble surrounding him for the last 15 years," Sandy continued. "Apart from a few parking fines, he seems to be back on track now."

"Do you think she knows?" he asked.

"Your mother?" Sandy responded. Ryan nodded. "I don't know, maybe. Greg may have told her, or he may not have."

"Should I tell her?"

"It's up to you Ryan, but I don't think there's any need to tell her," he retorted.

"Don't you think she deserves to know that she's married to a potentially dangerous man?" he argued, raising his voice. Sandy looked at his adopted son in alarm, surprised at how worked up Ryan was getting. "Sorry Sandy, I shouldn't being taking my anger out on you, you're only trying to help," he apologised.

"Don't worry about it Kid," Sandy replied, patting Ryan on the back. "I know you're just trying to protect your mother and do what's best for her."

"Greg might have changed, but don't you think Mom should know about his past?"

"If he's changed now, then does it really matter?" he questioned.

They all got through dinner in one piece. Ryan and Sandy didn't say anything about what they had found out about Greg and managed to think up an excuse for the mysterious phone call and private talk that had taken place between them. After dinner, everybody said their goodbyes and went home.

Later that night, after putting Emily to sleep (which had been an hour and a half long routine that night since the toddler was being restless and refused to go to sleep), Ryan and Taylor were in bed, talking about the day's events.

"So everything turned out okay, right?" Taylor smiled brightly. "Dawn and Greg are going home tomorrow and no major disaster has occurred."

Ryan paused for a moment, wondering how his wife could be so cheerful at 12pm, before replying half-heartedly, "Yeah, everythings been pretty good."

Taylor rolled over onto her side so she was facing Ryan, "What's wrong sweetie?"

"Nothing, I'm fine," he replied, forcing a smile as he kissed Taylor softly on the lips.

"No you're not," she remarked. "You're worried about something, I can tell." Getting no reply she persisted gently, "Come on Ryan, talk to me."

Ryan sat up so he was sitting leant against the backboard of the bed, "Okay, but you can't tell anyone about this. Not Summer, Kirsten or Kaitlin, nobody."

"Okay..." Taylor replied, also sitting up.

"Do you promise?"

"Yes, I promise," Taylor laughed. "Do you want to pinky swear too?"

"Sure, why not," Ryan smiled, holding out his pinky. "Pinky swear?"

Taylor smiled and locked her pinky with his, "Now are you gonna tell me what's wrong?"

"Okay," he began. "You know how I was a bit suspicious of Greg?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, I couldn't shake the bad feeling I had about him so..." Ryan started. Taylor nodded, urging him to continue. "I asked Sandy to get him checked out by his friend in the
Police Department in Newport."

"You what?!" she exclaimed. "Ryan-"

"Let me finish," he interrupted. "They found out that Greg has a criminal record for domestic abuse about 15 or 20 years ago."

"Oh," Taylor replied. "Oh no. Does your Mom know?"

"That's the thing, I don't know," Ryan sighed. "So now I don't know whether to tell her or not." He took Taylor's hand in his, "What do you think I should do?"

"I don't know Ryan," she started. "If you tell her, than she could freak out because a.) she didn't know and is mad at Greg for keeping such a big secret from her or b.) she did know and she's mad at you for not trusting her better judgement..."

"And if I don't tell her..."

"Then Greg could start abusing Dawn in the future and you would feel guilty because you could have stopped it by warning her," Taylor finished.

Ryan sighed, "I'm actually starting to wish I never knew all of this about Greg."

"Well, you do know now so you're going to have to make the decision whether or not to tell your mother," she replied, squeezing Ryan's hand reassuringly. "Just really think about it, and make sure you do what you think is right."

What will Ryan do? You'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out! Until then, review and say what you think Ryan should do :D Thanks..