Flashback:

*Third month of Jon and Adriana being separated*

"You know what, Mom? I swear Adriana can get stubborn sometimes," Jon said.

"Oh, she gets like that if something's bothering her and she doesn't want to say. It's how she's been ever since she was little," Mrs. Germanotta said.

"I wish she would tell me wrong sometimes instead of lashing out at me," Jon said.

"She has a fiery temper too," Mrs. Germanotta said. "Oh that girl. I've spent some days whoopin' her butt. Should resume doing so."

"Nah, you don't have to. I really love Adriana, I do. But I still can't believe she wanted to separate from me. She's my everything. She honestly think's I've put her through stuff over the years. None of it was on purpose," Jon said.

"I know. And she knows that. Sometimes things get too overwhelming for her. Like when we thought you were dead. She almost had a breakdown," Mrs. Germanotta said.

"It hurt my heart to hear that. It really hurt my heart to find out that she went out with Luke. Me and him never liked each other. Ever. He hated and despised seeing me and Adriana together. Of course, he would act all nice around her then look at me as if I was the plague," Jon said.

"He was the ultimate asshole indeed," Mrs. Germanotta said, nodding her head.

"Who's the ultimate asshole? Oh, Jonathan, no wonder," Adriana said.

She had came back from the store. She had picked up some things for her mother. Adriana slammed the bag on the table.

"What are you doing here?" Adriana said.

"Adriana!" Mrs. Germanotta said.

"I'm going to pick up J.J. from school. I wanted to come visit," Jon said, calmly.

"Get. Out," Adriana said.

"Adriana, shut your damn mouth," Mrs. Germanotta said.

"I don't want him here, Mom!"

"He's going to stay here as long as he wants! He's not the problem. YOU are," Mrs. Germanotta said. "He's waiting to pick up J.J., the son that the BOTH of you created."

Adriana shot Jon a dirty look and left.

Jon got up from the table.

"I best be off, Mom. I should've known she was going to be the Wicked Witch of Cincinnati," he said.

Present:

"You're so fucking wet...just the way I love it," Jon said.

Adriana had her legs wide open. Jon fucked her hard, long, and fast. All Adriana could do was moan.

"You like that, don't you?" Jon said.

Adriana nodded her head quickly.

"I know you've missed me. I can tell just perfectly," Jon said.

"Mmm...J-J-Jon..." Adriana managed to say.

"Hm?"

"I-I-I-I..."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I can't hear you!" Jon said.

He fucked Adriana faster. He wasn't trying to keep up a regular rhythm. He was just simply horny and trying to fuck the daylights out of here.

"I AM SORRY!" Adriana yelled out. "I LOVE YOU, JONATHAN!"

"I know you do!"

Jon pounded into Adriana a few more times then released inside of her.

"I love you too, Adriana," Jon said.

Jon slid out of Adriana and got dressed. Adriana got dressed as well.

"Jonathan, I want to be with you again," Adriana. "No bullshit this time. I'll stop blaming you for stupid shit as well. You were right. Max does deserve to be in jail and we are going to be together again. Not only for us, but for J.J. too."

"Despite everything we've been through, have you noticed fate brings us back together?" Jon said.

"Yeah."

"Well, it sure brought us together again tonight. And it's going to stay that way, too. No more arguing in front of J.J.," Jon said. "I had to reassure him during the five months we were apart."

Flashback:

"Do you and Mommy hate each other?" J.J. asked his father.

Jon was tucking him into bed.

"No! What makes you think that?"

"Mommy said she hated you."

"Mommy was extremely upset is all. We love each other very much. We don't hate each other. Don't you ever think that."

"When will you guys be together again?"

"Soon."

"How soon, Daddy?"

"Sooner than you think, little one. Goodnight. Daddy loves you."

"I love you too, Daddy. You're the best!"

J.J. gave his father a big hug and a kiss goodnight.

"See you in the morning. Oh, and you are the best, by the way."

Jon closed J.J.'s door and went to the kitchen.

He grabbed a shot glass from the cabinet and whipped out some scotch. He went to the living room and sat in his recliner. On a little table next to the chair was a photo album that both him and Adriana created when they were coming up.

Jon opened the bottle of scotch and poured some in the shot glass and placed it on the table. He picked up the photo album and opened it.

The first picture was of him and Adriana celebrating Jon's 7th birthday.

Adriana had pushed Jon's face into his cake. Icing decorated his face and she was licking it off of his face. Of course, Jon was pouting because he told Adriana not to do that in the first place. But he couldn't stay mad at her. That was the best birthday he ever had. The first real birthday. He actually felt appreciated and truly loved the fact that he met Adriana.

Jon looked at the second picture. It was the picture of him kissing Adriana on the cheek while she smiled big for the camera. Jon enjoyed kissing her soft cheeks.

He flipped the page and came across a picture he didn't know Adriana herself took.

Jon was sleeping while Adriana took the picture. She had snapped the picture while kissing his nose. Kissing his nose was what Adriana enjoyed doing the most. That and pinching him.

Jon reached over and grabbed the shot glass and downed the scotch. He poured himself another glass and continued to look through the album.

There was a picture that Mrs. Germanotta took of him holding up a Valentine's Day card he made for Adriana.

Before Jon knew it, he had downed about ten shots of scotch and had went through the entire photo album. Photos of them as little kids to teenagers to adults decorated each page. The last picture he looked at was of him and Adriana as a married couple.

Adriana had cherry blossoms in her hair. Her and Jon were smiling big and wide in the picture.

They had finally tied the knot together.

They thought they were going to live a happy life together.

They actually thought that.

Jon knew he had to get Adriana back in his life someway.

Present:

"Every night I looked through our photo album. I'm telling ya, Adriana, you are my one and only love," Jon said.

"I'm glad. I honestly don't know how you put up with me!" Adriana said.

She laid her head across Jon's lap.

"That's what I tell myself too. But then I realize that Mrs. Adriana Good is the same person who likes to have angry sex. Next stop will be shower sex."

"Oh, we'll get there alright!"

Jon bent down and pecked Adriana's lips.

"Once we get back home, we're going to fix this. And you're going to come back home," Jon said. "And I don't want to hear no more about it."

"I will be more than happy to come back home. And I'm going to talk to J.J. and tell him sorry too for acting the way I did. I can't wait to get back home. My mom threatens to kick my ass every week."

"I applaud her."

Adriana squinted her eyes at Jon. She reached up and pinched his cheek.

"Dimpleface."

Jon narrowed his eyes at her.

"Don't. You. Ever. Say. That. Again."

"Dimpleface. Dimpleface. Dimpleface."

Jon scowled at her. But his scowl quickly turned into a smile.

"This is what I've been missing," he said.

A week later:

"So, I'm pregnant again," Adriana told her mother. "Yup. You're going to be a grandma again.

"Oh! More grandbabies!" Mrs. Germanotta said with excitement. "You know what this means!"

"What?"

"I knit the baby some blankets! Have you told Jon yet?"

"No. I haven't. I'll wait until he gets home from work."

Adriana was visiting her mother. She was sitting on the swing set with her mother when she saw Jon pull up in the driveway. She watched as both him and J.J. got out.

"We're here!" Jon said.

"Hey Grandma!" J.J. said, running to his grandmother.

"Hey J.J.," she said. "Mommy has some good news for you and Daddy."

"Oooh what is it?" J.J. said, going up to his mother.

"Yes, darling, what is it?" Jon said, kissing her on the cheek.

"I have another bun in the oven," Adriana said.

"I don't smell anything cooking, Adriana," Jon said. "Quit playing games with me when it comes to food."

"Jonathan...I am pregnant again," she said.

Jon looked at Adriana's stomach then he looked back to her. His eyes flickered to her stomach once again.

"Pregnant?"

"Yes, Jonathan. You're going to be a daddy again," she said.

Jon didn't know what to do. He just stood there.

"Jonathan?" Mrs. Germanotta said.

"Ma'am?" he said quietly.

"You alright?"

"Oh yeah...I just...ugh...um...it's just...it...is..." Jon said. He was spacing out big time.

"Jonathan, you need to come lay down," Mrs. Germanotta said.

"No..no...I'm good...hehe...I am good!" Jon said.

He walked towards the porch steps. And missed a step.

He fell down and tumbled onto the ground.

"Jonathan!" Adriana said, jumping up.

"Daddy!"

"Jon!" Mrs. Germanotta said.

Jon was still laying on the ground, facing up.

"Jon!" Adriana said. "Jon, answer me!"

"Daddy, please don't die!" J.J. said.

J.J. shook his father.

"I'm alright," Jon said.

He slowly got up.

"Come in the house and lay down," Adriana said.

"You sure...that you are pregnant?" Jon asked Adriana.

"I'm positive Jon."

"Holy grail."

It took Mrs. Germanotta and Adriana a while to do so, but they finally got Jon in the house and on the couch.

"I'd say he took that rather well. Wouldn't you agree?" Mrs. Germanotta said.

Author's Note: Aw shucks! :p