As I drive home with the music in the background once more I call Hannah but it goes straight to voicemail.

'Hi Baby, hope you've had a good afternoon. Call me or I'll call you back later. See you about seven. Love you.'

I turn the music up and head across the bridge to Bellevue. Mom is sat on one of the comfy chairs on the patio when I get home. I go and sit next to her, giving her a quick hug and kiss on the cheek.

'Hi darling boy. How are you now, Christian called earlier, he was concerned something was wrong.'

'I'm good mom; I went for a walk round the grounds of the house with Hannah this morning.' I say with a small smile.

Mm looks shocked. 'How did you feel?'

'Good, relaxed. I sat on the swing seat, I used to sit there with mommy and she would sing to me.'

'You remember?' mom asks with tears in her eyes.

'Yes, a few things came back to me. We played on the climbing frame and I've said Hannah can use the summerhouse to paint in this summer. Is that OK mom?'

'Of course darling. Whatever makes you happy.'

'Where are the keys, we had to climb over the wall this morning.'

'Oh Matt, I'll go and get them now.'

'I'll come with you, can we walk there now. I want to be there with you mom.'

'Of course, let's go.'

We walk together, mom's arm tucked in mine. She shows me how to use the keys to open the gate if I'm driving through or if I'm just walking through which opens only a small part of it. We continue down the drive.

'Are you OK?' mom asks.

'Yes. You?'

'I'm fine; I come here at least once a week.'

'Really, even inside.'

'Yes, I check everything is OK and give it a quick clean.'

'Oh, I don't think I'm ready to go inside yet.'

'I didn't expect you to be straight away, this is a big step coming into the grounds. When you are ready I'd like to be with you.'

'OK mom.'

We walk round the side of the house and make our way to the waters edge. We sit on the swing seat in a comfortable silence. Again I feel totally relaxed. Together we then wander over to the summerhouse. Mom shows me the keys that will lock it to keep Hannah's things safe and inside shows me where there are garden chairs and picnic blankets. Back at the front of the house we go past the garage.

'Can you deal with looking in there?' mom asks nodding towards the garage.

'Sure.' I say. It is huge, easily big enough to house at least eight cars. Mom unlocks it and then waits for me to enter before following me inside. I'm shocked; there are still four cars inside. Vintage cars, two are from England.

'We didn't sell these as they were your daddy's pride and joy and irreplaceable.' Mom says.

'Wow, they're unbelievable.' I say, going to get a closer look. Next to one of the cars is an identical miniature pedal car. 'That was mine.' I say looking at mom, tears in my eyes.

'Yes, it was made especially for you.' Mom hugs me. I don't know what to say. 'Shall we go? Have you seen enough today?' I nod and we walk out. Mom knows how to get the conversation going again by changing the subject and asks if I'm seeing Hannah tonight. I tell mom that I'm picking her up about seven so we can bring her art stuff over.

We approach the front door to home and mom turns to me and says 'I'm going to start cooking dinner now, will you and Hannah eat with us, it will be ready for about 7:30.'

'Sure mom, that will be good. We'll eat and then take her stuff to the summerhouse before I drop her home again. I could do with an early night tonight. I'm going to shower first and then I will go and collect her.'

'OK, I'll see you later darling' she says and I hug her again. I shower; change and then head back out to the car. I call Hannah as I'm driving but again it goes to voicemail so I leave a message to say I'm on my way.

I'm early for once and as I'm about to knock on the front door I hear raised voices from the other side. Hannah and her mom are having an argument and I can't help but listen.

'I love him.' Hannah shouts.

'You're eighteen, how do you know what love is, this has happened too quickly.'

'I just know mom, it feels so right.'

'But to cut your work hours to just draw and paint is ridiculous.'

'It's what I want to do though; you know I've always wanted to study art.'

'But where will it lead you. Take a step back and think about what you really want Hannah. You're too young to be deciding all this now. Is he brainwashing you? Trying to impress you with him being a Grey and who his brother is.'

'No mom, it's not like that.'

'So what is it like, because to me it looks like you're throwing everything away right now for a boy.'

'Mom, he means everything to me.'

'Well if that's the way you feel go to him but don't come crying to me when it doesn't work out. I won't want to know.'

Shit, this is really bad. I make my way back to the car and sit and wait for a few minutes. I don't want Hannah to have to choose between me and her family; I don't want to be in the middle of Hannah and her mom. The front door opens and Hannah appears carrying a bag. I leap out of the car and go to help her.

'Baby are you ok?' I ask, she looks like she's been crying.

'If I bring my stuff out can you put it in the trunk?' is all she says.

'Sure.' I say as she disappears into the house. She returns five more times and there seems to be a mountain of stuff. Once it's all in the car she says 'Let's go, I'll tell you more on the way.'

I pull off the drive and look at her cautiously. 'Baby, I'm here when you want to talk.' She nods at me but continues to stare straight ahead. Ten minutes later on the drive at home I switch the engine off and turn to Hannah. I undo her seatbelt and gently lift her onto my knee, enveloping her in a hug. She finally lets go and sobs into my chest.

'Shush baby, tell me what's wrong.'

'Oh Matt, do you think your mom would let me stay here for a couple of days until I sort myself out. My mom totally lost it today when I asked her about reducing my hours; she wanted me to work more so that she can help my brothers out. She's thrown me out, thinking that things between us are moving too fast. I don't know what to do.'

'Let's go inside and talk to mom.' I say and kiss her gently on the forehead.

We head straight for the kitchen; Mia is in there helping mom with dinner.

'Hi you two, dinner will be another twenty minutes.' Mom says and then looks up. She can see that Hannah is upset. 'Hannah darling what's the matter?' Hannah just stands there not sure what to say. Mom comes straight to her and gives her a hug. 'Do you want to talk?' she asks her quietly. Hannah nods so mom guides her to the family room saying on the way. 'Matt, help Mia finish the dinner.' I feel grateful for something to do. I set the table, and let Mia take over giving me instructions. Mom appears after ten minutes.

'Matt, go and see her. She's going to stay here in one of the guest rooms for now until we can sort things out with her mom. We will all sit down for dinner in five minutes OK.'

I nod. 'Thanks mom.' Is all I say and give her a quick hug. Making my way to the family room I find Hannah staring out of the French windows. I walk towards her and standing behind her wrap my arms around her and kiss the top of her head. She turns and allows me to envelope her in a hug.

I kiss her gently on the lips not expecting anything in return but she deepens it immediately. I pull away 'Hey baby, are you ok?' I ask.

'Yes, I will be. Your mom has been brilliant. We'd better go and eat. We can talk after dinner and unpack the car then.' She replies before kissing me again. We then walk hand in hand to the dining room. Mom smiles when she sees us. Dinner is quite relaxed, Mia tells us of the latest plans for Christian's birthday and that she's meeting Ana for lunch tomorrow. Mom talks about Elliot returning with Kate on Friday. Whilst the girls talk together I chat with dad about Christian letting me work from the 19th floor at Grey House and also about visiting the house today. He tells me that mom had told him about the last part and next time I'm there could he come and look at the cars with me.

I smile at him and say 'Of course, I bet Christian would like to see them as well.'

'Oh he definitely would, he drove one of them up and down the drive on his fifteenth birthday from what I remember.'

'Really, well I'm having first go on the other three then.' I say and dad bursts out laughing.

'Competitive as ever the pair of you.' Is all he says and I smile at him.

After dinner mom looks at me and Hannah and suggests that we leave the table to go and talk privately. We head outside and down towards the jetty, it is such a lovely evening. Hannah sits with her feet in the water as I sit behind her, arms wrapped round her middle.

'Matt, are you OK me staying here in the guest room?' Hannah asks.

'Sure baby, whatever makes you happy.'

'It was your mom that suggested it, she said we could then be together when we wanted or have space from each other as well. She said I can stay as long as I like and that she will come with me to talk to mom. She has been so kind, you are so lucky.'

'I know. It will be good to have you around more but I can see where mom is coming from with the having space from each other. This is all so new still and we're still so young to be sharing a room full time. Besides we would never get any sleep.' I say as she turns to look at me and I smirk at her. 'Are you a bit happier now than earlier?'

'Yes a lot happier, having your mom being so supportive helps. Shall we go and unpack some stuff from the car. We don't want to leave it too late.'

'Sure, I could do with an early night; I've got a busy day at work tomorrow. What will you do tomorrow?' I ask.

'If it's ok with everyone here I'll probably spend most of my time here in the garden painting.'

'That will be fine, no-one will object to that. Come on I'll race you to the car.' And with that I set off running, though I slow so that she can catch me as we approach the car.

'I love you Hannah Sullivan.'

'Love you too, Matt Grey.' And with that she kisses me.