"How's art therapy going?" Adriana asked Jon.

"Good. The lady had me paint a mask. Each color would represent an emotion," Jon said.

"What colors did you use?"

"Just black, red, and blue."

"Why just black, red, and blue?"

"Black represents darkness. How I've gone to dark places. Red represents rage. How I've gotten angry about things. Blue represents the sadness I've felt. And I labeled each with the words darkness, rage, and sadness."

"That's good. Oh my...are those art supplies in the bag?"

"Yup. I'm going to start drawing. Just anything really. Not much of an artist but it's actually pretty relieving."

"Are you planning on sketching a little during work? I mean, if you can sneak some drawings in?"

"I sure do plan on it."

Jon stayed up late at night sketching and sketching and sketching in his recliner. He was focused on getting every detail right. The only sound was the colored pencil being moved quickly on the paper. He was almost finished with his first drawing when someone called his name and touch him.

"Daddy?"

Jon almost jumped out of his skin. He turned and saw Aiden standing next to him.

"Hey," Jon said. "What are you doing up this late?"

"I couldn't sleep," Aiden said.

Jon put his drawing down and picked up Aiden and sat him on his lap.

"What are you doing?" Aiden asked.

"Drawing someone special," Jon responded.

"That special person looks like Mommy," Aiden observed.

"It is."

"Mommy is going to like it."

"I know. You want to help me color her hair?"

"Sure!"

Aiden finished the first part of the drawing before he fell back asleep. Jon decided to keep drawing. He didn't want to stop.

He almost forgot about Aiden laying in his lap. Jon quickly finished his drawing and closed his sketchpad. He turned off the light, picked Aiden up, and carried him to bed.

Jon finally got into his bed and was about to turn off the light when he heard Adriana call out his name.

"Jon?" Adriana said.

Jon was surprised that she was still awake.

"Yes?"

"Hold me."

Jon scooted over to Adriana's side of the bed and held onto her tight. He kissed her neck.

"Better?" Jon asked.

"Better. I love it when you wrap your arms around me...I feel safe."

"I'm glad you feel safe."

Adriana then took Jon's hand and lead it underneath the covers. The softness of Adriana's skin felt good to Jon.

Adriana slid Jon's hand into her panties.

Jon planted more kisses on her neck.

"I want you, Jonathan. I need you..."

"I need you, too."

Adriana turned her head so that Jon could give her a heated kiss.

The spent the rest of the night making clawing and scratching at each other during sex.

Jon slowly opened his eyes when the sun from outside lit up the room.

"Morning sleepy head," Adriana said.

"Mornin'...what time is it?" Jon said.

"It's almost 11. I want to go to my mother's house to bake some pies with her," Adriana said.

"Hmm," Jon said. "I'll go get dressed."

"You're helping too."

"Come again?"

"You. Are. Helping. Too."

"Why. Are. You. Volunteering. Me?"

"Because. I. Can. Besides, you make good desserts."

"I'm gonna throw you into the damn oven and bake you myself."

"Whatever. Oh, and you need to feed Mickey!"

"Why do I have to feed him!? I bought him for you! He's your responsibility!"

"Feed him."

With this, Adriana left the room to go to the bathroom and shower.

When started the water, Jon had came in and pulled back the curtains. He stared at her.

"What?" Adriana said.

Jon simply said nothing and stared at her with is blue eyes.

"Jon, water is getting on the floor!"

Jon then stepped in the shower and stood in front of Adriana, blocking the water from getting to her.

"Jon, I'm trying to take a shower. What are you doing?"

"Looking at how beautiful you are," Jon responded.

"You're handsome yourself. But I'm going to need you to move now," Adriana said.

"Nope."

"Jon,-"

"Nope."

"You're not going to move huh?"

"Nope."

"Are you going to keep saying "nope" everytime I say something?"

"Yep."

"Can you please move out of the way?"

"Nope."

"There's a spider right near your foot."

"The fuck!?"

Jon jumped out of the shower and left the bathroom. He quickly returned to get some stuff.

"I'm taking a shower at your mother's house. Fuck this, I'm not coming into this bathroom again. I'll feed the hamster and YOU kill the damn spider. Why are you just standing there looking at me!? Dammit Adriana, you'll get bit!"

"You're such a pussy," she simply responded and closed the shower curtain.

She heard the curtain open again and felt Jon smack her on the ass hard.

"Nice and jiggly. You better watch out," Jon said.

He closed the shower curtain again and left the bathroom.

"Is the oven hot?" Mrs. Germanotta asked Jon.

"Yes ma'am it is," Jon said. "I think..."

Jon opened the oven and was taken aback by the heat that hit his face.

"Fuck!" Jon said.

"Ooooh! Daddy, you said a bad word!" Aiden said.

"Jonathan!" Mrs. Germanotta said.

Mrs. Germanotta stopped what she was doing and grabbed Jon by the ear.

"Ow! Ow! Mama, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to say that!"

"I was about to knock you upside your head. You know better than to cuss in front of the children!" Mrs. Germanotta said.

"Mama, I said I'm sorry. Please let go out of my ear! You're hurting it!"

"For a police officer, you sure are a wuss," Adriana said.

"Shut up," Jon said to her.

Mrs. Germanotta twisted Jon's ear.

"OW! MAMA, I'M SORRY! OKAY!? PLEASE LET GO OF MY EAR!" Jon yelped.

Mrs. Germanotta let go of Jon's ear.

"Put those two pies in the oven," she ordered Jon.

"Fine," Jon murmured.

"Excuse me?" Mrs. Germanotta said.

"Yes ma'am,' Jon said.

Adriana was taking great pleasure in watching her mother get on Jon.

He gave her a death stare before he left the kitchen.

"Kids, why don't you go outside in the back?" Adriana said.

"Okay!" All three of them said.

"How's Jon holding up?" Mrs. Germanotta asked Adriana.

"He's doing better. He's still taking his mediciation for depresion and everything but the therapy session helped him. Our therapist recommended art therapy," Adriana said. "Jon loves it. He stayed up all night last night drawing."

"I sometimes think about the time I had to stop him from committing suicide," Mrs. Germanotta said.

"When?"

"A few weeks ago. The kids were at school and you were at work. It was just him and Jasmine. I had went to pick Jasmine up so I could watch her for the evening. I heard her crying and I saw the door was slightly open. I knew Jon was there because his cars were in the driveway. I stepped into the house and called out his name. He didn't respond. Jasmine started to screaming her head off and I got more worried. I went down the hallway and went into her room. She was in her crib crying her little heart out. Jon was sitting up against the wall. He looked out of it. Like there was no life inside of him. His eyes were red. Probably from crying or not getting any sleep. He had his gun in his hand..."

Mrs. Germanotta stopped to calm herself down. She hated that she even had to experience that day at all.

"He...told me... "Mama...I love you. I love Bob. I love my mother. I love Steve. You tell him to take care of her for me. I love J.J., Aiden, and Madaline. And Max too. And you tell Adriana that I love her very much". And he put the gun to his temple and closed his eyes. Before I knew it, I had snatched the gun away from him."

"He never told me this," Adriana said.

"He didn't want you to start worrying. But at least he's better now," Mrs. Germanotta said.

"Yes he is," Adriana said. "I'm going to go check up on him."

Adriana found Jon sitting on the porch steps. She saw Jon coloring. Adriana stepped onto the porch and sat next to Jon.

"What are you drawing?" she asked.

"The weather," Jon said.

"Any particular reason why you are drawing the weather?"

"To describe how I feel now."

"You still mad about mom grabbing your ear?"

Jon chuckled. "No. I'm happy. Take a look."

Adriana looked at Jon's drawing and was impressed by how realistic it looked.

"Jon, it's beautiful. You draw really good," she said.

"It's okay. See how bright the colors are in the picture?"

"Yes."

"If I was angry and upset, I would've drawn a thunderstorm. But, I'm actually pretty happy right now. Sucks I still have to take my meds though."

"It'll be okay. Can I see the other drawing you were doing?"

Jon flipped two pages back and revealed to Adriana his portrait of her.

Adriana stared at it.

"Jon...it's beautiful," she said. She was on the verge of crying.

"I used dark colors around you to represent all of the things you've been through. But I used light colors when coloring you because you're always preservering through all of the bullshit," Jon said.

He wiped the tears away from Adriana's eyes and kissed her on the cheek.

"Let's go check on the children," Jon said.

Jon picked up his supplies and went back into the house with Adriana.

Author's Note: They're just so cute.