RICKY'S POV:
I watched Brax's facial expression change to one of disbelief as he read the letter, jumping as he slammed his hand down on the bar…
"She can't actually be serious, can she? She's gotta be joking, right?" he inquired
"Doesn't look like it" I admitted, swallowing a lump in my throat "what do we do, Brax?"
"We fight" he informed me "and we win. There is no way Casey is going back to her"
"What about us? What about me? What about our baby?" I questioned
BRAX'S POV:
"What about us? What about me? What about our baby?"
I walked out from behind the bar and pulled Ricky into my embrace as tears filled her eyes…
"Correction" I informed her "I am going to fight, and you're going to be standing by my side"
"But the stress…?" she inquired
"I deal with the stress that comes our way" I replied "I'm not letting what happened last time happen again, I promise"
We pulled apart and she leant up on her tiptoes, pressing her lips against mine softly…
RICKY'S POV:
"Great" I sighed as I pulled into the driveway, seeing Cheryl's car pulled up too
"Hello, Ricky" she greeted me as she climbed out of her car as I did the same
"Hi, Cheryl" I mirrored
"When exactly were you gonna tell me you planned to steal my son?" she questioned
"We're not stealing him" I replied "we're doing what's in his best interests"
"Brax's best interests you mean" she scoffed "so he can get more money and maintenance payments"
"You have no idea what you're talking about, Cheryl. Now if you don't mind" I sighed
"Don't act high and mighty with me, young lady" she proclaimed as I went to walk inside "you're just like me"
"I'm nothing like you" I informed her "now I have to get inside. I have things to do"
"You and Brax, you're not gonna win this. I'm gonna get my son back" she replied
"If you were so bothered about Casey, why didn't you start this whole process sooner?" I questioned "why did you wait until now to try and get the son you let your eldest son take when he left home back?"
"Ricky…" Bianca's voice spoke as I waited for an answer from Cheryl "everything okay?"
"Oh here she is, other Miss. High and Mighty" Cheryl proclaimed
"Nice to see you again, Cheryl" Bianca greeted her
"Hang on a minute, are you drunk?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at Cheryl
"I may have had one or two, yeah" she replied "no big deal!"
"You're a waste of space, Cheryl Braxton" I scoffed, moving to make my way past her
"How dare you speak to me like that!" she proclaimed, pulling me back by my arm
"Ricky" Bianca shouted, hurrying over to me as I fell to the floor
"She's fine" Cheryl chuckled
"That may be, but your grandchild might not be" she informed her
"My what?" she questioned
"I'm pregnant, Cheryl" I admitted as Bianca helped me to my feet
"Come on, give me your keys, I'm going to get you to the hospital to be checked" Bianca informed me
Handing her my keys, she led me to my car and settled me in the passenger seat…
"Ricky, I'm so sorry. If I'd have known…" Cheryl sighed
"Just go home, Cheryl, and don't bother coming back" I replied
Is Ricky and Brax's baby going to be okay?