Hi, sorry for a while on the updates, on both of my stories, a very stressful time at home at the mintue. I only updated because i got a review saying "what the hell are you waiting for" or something along those lines, now I think that could be taken as a little rude? That could be me taking things the wrong way, but theres the tale old saying "If you dont have anything nice to say, dont say anything at all". That being said, thankyou to my other reviewers, you know I appreciate it.

Enjoy the filler.

"Ottilie, what has Mommy said, about staying near me" Marissa whispered to her daughter, who was playing with a doll and sitting by her foot of her chair. Marissa had been in the make up chair for an hour, and the it still wasn't finished. The assistants eyed her curiously as she referred to her daughter, and using the word 'Mommy' not able to believe that she did actually have a child. She turned quite a few heads when she walked in, with Ottilie on her hip. But Summer had assured her it was fine, however she wondered off 20 minutes ago to find a bathroom, and Marissa hadn't seen her since.

"Can we go home yet?" Ottilie asked tiredly. Marissa sighed from her seat, she looked up from her blackberry, where she was typing furiously, trying to dissuade her agent from making her go away. Each time the messages got worse, You are not backing our of this Marissa, or If you do back out of this, you will no longer have my representation or my contacts that come with it. As much as she wanted to pretend she could get everywhere in the world without her manager, she knew she couldn't, not in the fashion world at least.

"No baby, I told you that Mommy would have to come here, and you said you didn't want to go with Auntie Sum" Marissa told her, her daughter sighed in annoyance and carried on.

"But Im hungry Mommy!" Ottilie complained, yet again. Marissa snapped away from the hairdresser, who looked n worriedly, and turned to Ottliie.

"I know your hungry, but your complaining isn't going to help anything!" Ottilie saw her eyes glass over with tears. Marissa instantly felt bad in taking her anger out on her daughter, and bought her to her lap, where Ottilie became rigid and refused to look her in the eye.

"Im sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you," Marissa said guiltily, Ottilie shrugged her shoulders and looked downwards.

"How about I send someone out to get you something?" Marissa reasoned with her, Dhe nodded her head, and Marissa turend to the Victoria Secrets intern that was witnessing the whole tihng.

"I need someone to go and get me a Mccdonalds happy meal" Marissa said to the girl, who was there to cater for her every whim.

"A normal bruger, and strawberry milkshake, and I will have an apple pie please" She spoke to the girl who wrote down her order furiously.

"Food its on its way honey. I just need you to be a good girl until Daddy comes" Marissa aske dher fed up. Ottilie nodded, in one of her moods, when they were interrupted by a knock on Marissa's dressing room door.

"Miss Cooper, we are ready to do the walking shot and test shots now"

"Ok, Ottilie are you going to come with me?" Marissa asked her as she stuck out her hand, Ottilie nodded and walked behind Marissa, Ottilie let her mother lead her throw throngs of tall grown up women, that with crunching on celery sticks and eyeing her mother in a peculiar way.

"I heard Marissa, like totally got back into drugs after she had her, and the dad took the baby away because she was totally hyped up on crack."

"I heard that Marissa left the baby on an aeroplane and someone else found it and raised it."

"I heard that it was an abortion gone wrong and she never meant to have the baby"

"She obviously never wanted the baby, why else would she pretend it didn't exist"

Marissa ignored there malicious gossip and carried on walking past them, she couldn't belive that the girls were so fickle, there was a time when she would of called them her friends.

"I just need you to stand under the light miss cooper and you know the drill" ,t the cameraman instructed her, Marissa left Ottilie at the side of the white material, and proceeded to sit on a chair, and test out the camera flashes. She tried out different poses and positions, all with ready hair and make up, but still in a juicy sweatusit, and she then became suddenly embarrassed of having to walk down the catwalk, people would be looking at her stomach, having to walk around in nothing but wings and lingerie. She would have to suck up her stomach and hope no one noticed, especially her manager, pregnancys never went down well in the business.

"Ottilie baby are you ok?" Marissa asked her concerned from where she was sitting in the middle of the lights, she had been quiet ever since Marissa had snapped at her. Ottilie nodded sadly, and Marissa excused herself to attend to her daughter.

When she bought Ottilie back to her dressing, past all of the gossiping modles, she took out her phone and dialled Ryan's number, she walked over to the window of her room, and looked out while she waited for him to pick up the phone. She noticed all of the paprazzi that were camped outside, no doubt waiting for a picture of her and Ottilie.

"HI you have reached the voicemail of--"

Marissa put the phone down helplessly, and sighed, Ottilie had gone back to her colouring, but Marissa was sure that she upset, and she just didn't know what about. On a second thought she dialled another familiar number.

"Hello" Julie answered.

"Oh thank god Mom, I think something is wrong with Ottilie but I don't know what" Marissa said panicky

"Marissa, Shes probably just overwhelmed, shes at a fashion test shoot, how many kids her age can say that" Marissa silently agreed knowing it was her own making for her daughter not feeling herself.

"I shouted at her" Marissa said guiltiy

"Oh sweetie, don't feel bad about yourself, all Mom's have to shout, you cant just not let them have boundaries, god knows how many times I shouted at you and your sister"

"More me, than my sister" Marissa replied

"Never look a gift horse in the mouth Marissa, I am trying to help you here, look all you have to do is not shout at her for a while, and you will be best friends again, trust your mothers years of experience"

Marissa hung up the phone and turned towards her daughter, she moved over in front of her, and put her hands on her knees.

"Ottillie, is everything ok?" Marissa asked her concerned, Ottilie responded with a shake of her head and Marissa became more worried over her daughter.

"Oh baby, what's wrong" Marissa asked stroking a hair away from her face, the intern who was in their room, decided to take a moment to leave the mother and daughter to their selves.

"Did something happen? Are you not feeling well?" Marissa asked putting a hand to her forehead, What am I even doing, I have no clue what I'm feeling for!

"I scared to tell you," Ottilie said shyly, Marissa bit her lip in doubt and carried on.

"Baby, you can tell me anything" Marissa said, pulling her daughter into her lap.

"Is it to do with school, you have been acting quiet ever since we got here" Marissa offered, willing for her to speak. Ottilie looked at her with tears in her eyes.

"I don't want you and Daddy to have another baby" Ottilie said quietly, Marissa's eyes widened and she gulped thickly, wondering if Ottilie had heard overheard them talking at any point.

"Why would you say that?" Marissa asked her, when they had spoken about Summer's baby in the hospital, and Ottilie had said then she wouldn't a mind a brother or sister.

"Because, Zoe in my class said that her Mommy and Daddy don't love her now she gots a brother, and I don't want you to stop loving me" Ottilie said wiping a tear that was falling down her face. Marissa moved her to sit on her lap and she rocked her until she stopped crying.

"Oh darling, please don't ever think that me and Daddy would stop loving you, it doesn't happen ok. All kids think it at your age. But its not true, Mommy and Daddy's love all their babies the same" Marissa said trying to be even, although she was sure she was her Dad's favourite growing up.

"So you promise" Ottilie bargained with her.

"Promise what?" Marissa asked, hoping she wasn't going to ask what she expected.

"Promise you wont replace me with another babies?" Ottilie asked her quietly

"Oh darling, you're irreplaceable" Marissa said hugging her. Really doubting that Ottilie would take the news of her upcoming pregnancy well.

A knock on the door interrupted them and Summer stuck her head through. She smiled at the both of them, however when she saw that Ottilie had recently been crying her face etched worry. Marissa nodded it off, and Summer took the hint, that was something they had always been able to do, read each other.

"Hey Coop, some woman just asked if you would do a live segment piece for Fashion TV?" Summer asked her, Marissa nodded and then kissed Ottilie's forehead.

"Yeah tell them we will be right out" Marissa told her,

"Babes, have you ever been on TV before?" When Marissa looked down and Ottilie's eyes widened in excitement of being on the TV with her Mom.

"Quick! Have someone do my makeup" Ottilie jumped off her mothers lap, and used the sentence that Marissa had announced on her arrival.

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Ryan was sitting in his office, Seth had come over in his lunch break, saying he wouldn't waste any of his time, and had been there for 4 hours ever since. Ryan knew how bored Seth got working from home, and he didn't object the company of his brother taking up his office space, but all he wanted to do was get home to Marissa and Ottilie, and Seth's constant chatter about things that Ryan really didn't care about, was not making things easy for him.

"Seth! I have told you, I don't care who wins in a fight between Batman and Superman--"

"Dear Brother, this isn't any fight, it's a fight that could possibly wipe out mankind" Seth stopped talking when he saw the look on Ryan's face.

"Fine, fine, Jesus, someone's in a bad mood, what? Marissa not putting out?" Seth said jokingly but stopped when Ryan sent him another look.

"she's really not?" Seth asked shocked.

"But, in the core four days you two were always going at it, more than Summer and I--"

"Seth, this conversation is about to get awkward, and we haven't exactly been alone yet have we?" Seth nodded with a smug look on his face, one he knew would annoy Ryan and carried on reading the paper.

"Dear brother tell me who do you think --"

"Do you really want a dead arm? Because I am not to mature to give one to you" Ryan asked his head lifting from his papers momentarily.

"No thank you" Ryan broke their conversation to look at the text he had just received.

Hey, Turn on Fashion TV, right now, Hope it brings a smile to your face, and no im not in my underwear yet. Cant wait to see you

Xoxo Marissa.

"Do you know what channel Fashion tv is Seth?" Ryan asked walking over to the flat screen he had on the wall of his office.

"879" Seth told him automatically., Ryan looked at him strangely, but Seth shrugged it off and looked back to his comic. Ryan shook his head laughing and turned on the television. They waited through some adverts, and when Ryan saw a picture of his daughter and Marissa fill the screen, both giggling he smiled in happiness, Marissa was wearing nothing but a plain juicy, with her hair and make up teased and applied to perfection, and Ottilie was still in her school uniform, looking delighted next to Marissa. She was Marissa's double, he had never noticed it quite so much before.

"Hey, I'm Marissa Cooper, and your watching Fashion TV" Marissa said to the camera, her smile mirroring Ottilie's

"Miss Cooper, you time in LA has been quite eventful to say the least, would you like to comment on that?"

Ryan wondered if she was going to say anything, say what had happened with Jake, whetere she was with him now.

"Yes, it has, been an amazing trip, one I am going to make permanent. The most important people in my life are in here in LA, so I see no reason to leave." Marissa said proudly, as Ottilie looked at everything around her with an amazed look on her face.

"Including your daughter and exboyfriend?"

The interviewer asked nosily.

"Including my daughter and Boyfriend yes," Marissa answered the question with such grace made Ryan feel extremely proud, she had a smile on her face, that immediately made his way onto his.

"That is a private issue, for my family to deal with, although her father and I were very lucky she has come out without any injuires." Marissa finished her answer with a smile and carried on.

"And you relationship with Ottilie's father?"

The interviewer pestered her.

"Better than ever" Marissa smiled again hoping that Ryan was watching, and Ryan just sat mesmerized by her picture in his office.

XOXO