I opened my eyes slowly, our bedroom was dark I could just make out this red numbers that were then revealed to be the digital clock that sat on the side table on the right of our bed. It said 3:45am. Wade was snoring away, his heavy arm placed across my body. I carefully pulled it off and got to my feet. I tip toed outside of the room and made my way toward the kitchen for a glass of water. I quickly took a peek into Adele's bedroom and saw that she was sleeping peacefully and then I walked downstairs toward the fridge. Once that refreshing liquid passed down my throat, my mind suddenly resurfaced to the previous issues that had happened that night. Wade and Randy had been in a fight over Drew bringing Ivana over. I knew that Wade didn't want anything like this to happen but I'd known Randy for some time and he had always had a tendency to never think things through thus his intense anger toward Wade. But knowing Wade he wouldn't take any of that, especially when he was not in the wrong. I hoped that Wade and Drew would be able to have a talk, even though many people were not fans of Drew, he and Wade were very close friends... almost brothers. My mind was then sunken into the dilemma between John and Alex. It was something that I didn't want to be pulled into yet John had spoken to me about it and then Alex did. Was I the best person to talk to about something like this? Me? Someone who was engaged to her husband and someone who had just gone through having their baby lost. I really didn't want to deal with that, I had to talk to John today and tell him that he did know that she was still pregnant and talk to a professional. I had enough on my plate.

As I looked down at the empty glass not even realising that I had drunk the entire beverage, I decided to go back upstairs but I was met with Peter. "Morning Lea."

"Morning Peter" I said smiling at him.

He reached for a bowl and spoon, then fetched some cereal and filled his bowl up and then topped it with some milk. "Couldn't sleep?"

I shook my head and sat down on the stool, "I feel a little overwhelmed."

"With what happened tonight?" he asked, "Between Randy and Wade?"

I nodded, "Yeah... but I'll be okay. I just needed some water." I didn't want him to worry about me much so I decided to leave him and his cereal. "I'll see you at a more reasonable hour."

"Um...Lea?"

I spun around and walked back toward him, a little closer this time. "Yes?"

"I've wanted to talk to you about something... it's about Molly and I" he started.

I listened on intently, puzzled as to what he wanted to tell me. "What is it?"

"Well maybe you might want to hear it from your husband" he said, "You should go back to sleep."

"I don't understand, why don't you just tell me?"

"I just think... your husband might be able to explain it more to you" he said. Peter took his bowl of cereal and walked back into his room. I stood dumbfounded, what was it now that Wade had kept from me?

I lay back in bed; my yearning to sleep was gone. My eyes were wide open as I thought about what it was that Peter couldn't tell me.

...

Wade's alarm went off and I was still awake, the time was now 6:00am. I could hear him slam his hand over the button to turn it off. He slowly rose up and rubbed his eyes, this groaning coming from his mouth as he slowly got to his feet, he then leaned over the bed toward me and kissed my cheek and then walked toward the bathroom.

"Wade?" I spoke.

Wade spun around, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you?" he whispered.

I turned over toward him where he stood over me. "Is there something I should know about Molly and Peter?"

Wade sighed angrily, "Who told you?"

"Does it matter? Are you firing them?" I asked.

Wade cringed, "Of course not!"

"Then what's happening? I don't understand any of this."

Wade sat down on the bed, "I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want to upset you."

I rolled my eyes, "Again with this upsetting me crap, I'm a grown woman just tell me."

He placed his hand against my cheek and then began speaking, "My parents aren't exactly thrilled with me getting married again, especially since I didn't tell them about it and they had to find out from some relative."

"Wait! WHAT?" I exclaimed, "You didn't tell your parents about us getting married? Do they even know that I exist? Do they know that your daughter is now with you and not with your ex-wife?"

"No they don't know anything and I chose to keep it that way" he muttered.

I felt a little disappointed in him, "Why? Do you think your parents wouldn't like me?"

He grasped both my hands with his, "Of course they'd love you, how could they not, Lea? They'd probably have wished you were my first wife but because my first wife was such a disaster I'm afraid that they wouldn't even give you a chance."

"Can't I just talk to them? Maybe they'd be okay with it?" I suggested.

Wade shook his head firmly, "No way Lea, I don't want you talking to them."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't want anything to do with them! They're horrible people!" he argued.

I became a little frightened but I agreed. I didn't want to go behind Wade's back and do something he did not want me to do. "What has this got to do with Molly and Peter?"

Wade dropped his shoulders, "My parents are telling them to go back to England, they want them to leave me... it's a form of punishment."

"They want to take Molly and Peter away from us? But how can they do that?" I asked, "They don't owe them."

"They don't owe them but they own their homes back home and have told me that they'd sell their things if they don't come back" explained Wade, "Their valuables and things will be gone."

I was heartbroken, "I... I don't know what to say. It's inhumane."

Wade nodded and kissed the top of my head, "I don't want you to worry about it. I'll take care of it." He glanced at the time and then quickly paced toward the bathroom.

My world felt shaken up. Life without Molly and Peter was one that I didn't want to live.

...

Natalya pressed some ice against Randy's jaw where the bruise seemed to have gotten darker; she was kneeling down in front of him while he sat up on the bed. "You'll have to call in sick at work, you need to rest these bruises... he got you pretty bad."

Randy gritted his teeth; "Yeah because I wasn't looking" he muttered his breath.

"What was that?" she asked.

Randy shook his head, "Nothing."

She smiled at him suspiciously as she got back up, "I'm going to work, are you sure you don't want me to take care of you?"

"I'm fine, Natalya... just go" he said bitterly. He rolled back in bed and covered himself with the sheet.

Natalya rolled her eyes feeling so irritated by him, she was being nothing but kind to him even when she knew that he was in the wrong yet Randy was being a total asshole. She slammed the door behind her fiercely. Randy jumped at the sound, he then felt a little remorseful.

She rummaged through her bag as she went to open her car door. She angrily pulled the keys from her bag and stabbed them into the key hole to open the car door. As she sat inside she took a few breaths to allow herself to relax, she didn't want to take that anger into work.

...

Wade strutted toward his office, where his assistant Rosa who was chewing gum quite explicitly was doodling on her notepad. She shot up of her seat as she saw his walk past her, "Morning sir."

He simply nodded at her and then closed the door behind him. Phil who had been watching approached his fiancée Adele, "Have you seen Drew today?"

Adele shrug her shoulders, "Not yet? Why? Do you think Wade fired him?"

Phil grinned joyfully, he had never really been a huge fan of Drew and the thought of Wade firing him and having Drew as far away from Adele was an ideal thing for Phil. "I wouldn't be too upset over it."

She shook her head, "Baby, Just remember that you said that you'd give him a second chance."

"I did... but that doesn't mean that I can't be mean to the guy" said Phil.

Adele's eyes were then glued to the dark navy suited Scotsman who was approaching her Boss's office door, this look of glum plastered over his visage. "Well there he is... you better grab the popcorn out bub, knowing these two this could get ugly."

...

"I can't believe there are people like that, still around?" exclaimed Layla after I had talked to her.

I was painting while she stood behind me. "I know... I'm not sure of what to do."

Layla was concerned, "Don't fret Lea, it should work out."

I nodded, "Molly and Peter feel like parent figures to both Wade and I. I feel like they are like Adele's grandparents and the thought of them not being here, breaks my heart."

"Looks like you don't catch a break, I mean first your husband hits your best friend and now this..." said Layla as she glanced over the schedule, "By the way there's a Mr Cena coming in today to see you."

A small giggle passed through my lips, "That's John, you know the one who came in yesterday that you were drooling over."

She grinned cheekily, "Oh right... John. Of course I remember him... so what is the deal with you two? Married people with benefits?"

"NO!" I said appalled at her, "I just need to talk to him about something... it's personal."

She nodded, "Alright, I'll call you when he comes in."

"Thank you" I said as I watched her leave the room. I hoped to tell John that maybe they could repair this issue by just communicating and that they needed to be open with each other, there couldn't be any more secrets.

...

Natalya paced toward her office as she was running she noticed a familiar face amongst her waiting patients, "Hi Alex!"

Alex shyly pulled her glance away from the magazine that she was reading, "Hello."

Natalya felt this aloofness from her, she grabbed the first file on her desk and it had Alex's name written on it. "Well come on in." Alex slowly stood up and walked in to her room, where Natalya closed the door behind her.

"What can I do for you?" asked Natalya, "Do you want a medical certificate, so you don't have to go to work?"

She shook her head, "No I needed to talk to you about something."

Natalya noticed how nervous and timid she seemed to be getting, "Anything you tell me will be confidential, you can feel safe with me, Alex."

Alex still looked fearful, almost exposed to tears.

Natalya was concerned, "You're safe Alex... just tell me what's wrong."

She looked Natalya in the eyes and softly spoke, "I want to get an abortion done...today."