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Aww cuteness :wub:

Even seeing the word America is making me all excited I'm going in 12 days :D

Anyway that was awesome and of corse I still read it I was probably just busy last time.

Lots of updates I love it :D

Update soon.

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Noah and Brent are so cute! Loved the 'Dude my brothers a hero' :lol:

That dream scared me, i was confused for a moment there until it finally clicked that it was a dream :)

Loving all the updates, hope they continue :)

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Mille Grazie for the feedback amigas! Much love! Here goes...

PART 42

“All right so how do we tell the kids?”

Chris looks at Kate seriously and she bursts out laughing.

“What?”

“I’m sorry! It’s just… now is a really weird time to ask that!”

Chris pulls a face.

“You’re right! Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. But don’t you think we have to wait a while before telling them?”

“Why?”

“Don’t you think the two of us should get used to it first?”

Chris smiles happily, pulling her closer to his chest.

“Hmm. Like doing baby shopping?”

“We could do that…”

He pushes her away slightly, looking at her seriously.

“You know, you’ve never looked more beautiful than you are looking now.”

Kate smiles, touching his cheek lovingly.

“I love you when you get all mushy.”

“Oh, do you now?”

“More than you’ll ever imagine…”

“But why does he have to stay in hospital for another day? It’s stupid!” Brent glares at the doctor angrily, but the older man smiles – completely unfazed.

“Now, young man. I understand that you want your brother at home, but he got very very hurt and we need to make sure that he’s okay.”

Brent shakes his head angrily.

“You’re a moron.”

Jodi gasps and Paul picks Brent up, looking at the doctor apologetically.

“Brent! We don’t call people morons, it’s rude. I’m really sorry about that, doctor.”

“It’s fine. Excuse me.”

The doctor leaves and Paul looks at Brent sternly.

“Brent, promise me you’ll never call someone a moron again!”

“But what if someone really is a moron? Should I lie?”

“Well… no, but… it’s rude to say that.”

“So I should lie?”

Jodi rolls her eyes and places her hands on her hips.

“Lying is bad, but so is calling someone a moron. If you can’t say something good about someone then you shouldn’t say something at all.”

Brent nods silently and closes his eyes.

Paul nudges him.

“Say yes mom.”

“She said that I shouldn’t say something unless it’s good and let me tell you this, what I want to tell her now is bad.”

Paul nods, his eyes dancing.

“Best to say nothing then, mate. Come on, let’s get back to the hotel.”

“But I don’t want to! I want to stay with Noah!”

“You can’t. Come on, now mate.”

Brent sighs and glares at Paul angrily.

“Fine.”

Amy looks at Ava protectively.

“Try to sleep, sweetie.”

“I’m scared…”

“Don’t be. I promise you, nothing will hurt you tonight.”

“Stay with me. Please.”

Amy nods, moving on to the bed. Ava quickly moves into her arms and closes her eyes. Neither of them sees Nic standing in the door with a tender smile on his face…

“Kate?”

“Hmmm?”

“Will you marry me?”

Kate looks up at Chris, a small frown on her forehead.

“What?”

“I know it’s an awful setting and everything, and I wanted this to be romantic… but will you marry me? Please?”

“Yeah… I will.”

He grins and she rests her head against his chest.

“I know this isn’t romantic, but I really need to sleep now…”

“So do I…”

Kate closes her eyes, holding on to Chris’ hand tightly.

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

Jodi and Paul both frown when Brent sighs rather loudly and Paul turns to him.

“Brent? What’s going on?”

“I’m bored. I wanna talk to Noah.”

“Sweetie, he’s coming home tomorrow.”

“I wanna talk to him now!”

Jodi reaches out to him, but he pushes her away rather aggressively.

“Go away!”

“Brent!”

Tears immediately forms in his dark blue eyes.

“I’m sorry… please don’t take me back to the orphanage…”

Jodi kneels next to him and holds her arms out to him. He walks right into them, pressing his face against her shoulder.

“Brent, we’ll never take you back. I promise.”

“Really? Because people always take me back, they say I’m bad…”

“No, sweetheart… come on, let’s go get something to eat okay?”

He nods sadly and puts his arms around her neck.

“Thank you for being my mommy…”

“Hello, Becky speaking?”

“Becky, it’s Rhys.”

She immediately sits up straight, holding the phone closer.

“Hi…”

“Can we meet at the beach please? Like now?”

“Okay… sure. I’m on my way.”

“Thank you.”

She puts the phone down and looks at Tasha who is sound asleep in the bed next to her.

She considers waking her up, but decides against it, before sneaking out the window…

Indiana looks at Rhys in awe.

“So what do you think she’ll say?”

”Well… yes, I hope.”

”But Rhys, you’ve been together for less than a month. You don’t want to overwhelm her now.”

“Indi, I can’t let her go back to England. I just can’t… I know we don’t know each other as well as I’d like to know her, but if she goes away then we’ll never have that chance. And I really really love her.”

Indiana smiles, squeezing Rhys’ hand.

“In that case… good luck…”

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“She said that I shouldn’t say something unless it’s good and let me tell you this, what I want to tell her now is bad.”

:lol: i love that kid. He has a very big mouth for a 5yo, but the end was sweet, with Jodi :wub:

Awww..Rhysy is in love :wub:

Great chapter

More please

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You two are just hilarious. Here's the next part thanks for the comments.

PART 43

Rhys looks up from where he’s sitting on the beach when he hears a soft sound behind him. Becky is standing there in the moonlight, looking more beautiful than he has ever seen her.

“Hey.”

“Hi… I had to sneak out of the retreat… Even us volunteers have rules you know.”

“I’m sorry.”

She sits down next to him and looks at her with a frown.

“So? What’s going on?”

“Becky…”

He fumbles around in his pocket, taking out a small white gold band, sparkling with sapphires, and places it in her hand. Becky frowns.

“What is this?”

“A ring…”

“Yeah, I can see that much…”

“It’s not an engagement ring or anything… just… sort of a promise ring, I guess. Something to show you how much I care about you… And… I want to know… whether you’ll consider moving in with me.”

“Kate? Are you awake?”

Chris bites his lip when she doesn’t move and climbs out of the bed as quietly as possible. He throws on a jean before walking out to the garden and sits down on a big rock. He sighs, covering his face with his hands.

“I’m so sorry, mate. I know that… she’s supposed to be with you and that you had her first… but… I love her mate. And if you can hear and see us… please don’t be angry at me for asking her… and at her for saying yes. We haven’t forgotten you, but… we couldn’t help falling in love.”

He looks up at the dark sky and shivers when an icy breeze touches his skin. Chris rests his chin on his fists, staring up at the sky, waiting for the sun and hoping that it will smother the small pang of guilt that he can’t help but feel…

Inside the house Kate opens her eyes and turns her head to her side.

“Chris?”

She frowns when he’s not there and gets up, folding the duvet around her body. She walks around the house, frowning worriedly when she doesn’t find him inside and goes back to her room, throwing on her silky nightdress before going outside.

“Chris?”

He looks up when he sees her and she frowns when she sees the fresh tear marks on his cheeks.

“Chris, what happened?”

He shakes his head and she rushes forward, sitting down in the circle of his arms.

“Talk to me…”

”I’m sorry…”

“For what?”

He shakes his head again, breathing deeply.

“I just… I feel like I’m stealing you from Callan…”

She cups his face with both her hands, looking deep into his eyes.

“Chris, Callan is gone… and he’d want me to be happy… I love you. It’s not wrong and you’re not stealing me.”

“I need to know something…”

She nods and he sighs, stroking over her back.

“If Callan was still alive… who would you be with right now?”

“Wow, Rhys… I don’t know what to say…”

“I’d prefer yes…”

She frowns, shaking her head.

“I… I don’t know… I’m just… scared.”

“Of what? You know this can work out, Becky. Why are you afraid of trying?”

“Because, Rhys! Because we come from different worlds. Because you’re you, and I am me. Because you are Rhys Wakefield. You dated Indiana Evans, you have millions of fans who’d give anything for you and because I don’t think I can compete with that.”

“You don’t have to compete with anyone or anything! I want to be with you. No one else.”

“Can you promise me that?”

“I bought you a ring, I’ll buy you a house if that’s what you want. What more do you need to be sure?”

“I need you to tell me that!”

“I’ll never even look at someone else, Becky. I love you.”

She smiles, tears forming in her eyes.

“Well then that’s all you had to say. No houses, no rings. Just those three words.”

“I’ll say it again and again. I love you.”

She puts her arms around his neck, kissing him softly.

“I love you too.”

“I take that as a yes then.”

“Definitely a yes…”

“Then you just made my day…”

Paul frowns when he hears a soft sound and stands up slowly. Jodi is still fast asleep and he walks to the next room. Brent is lying face down on the bed, his body jerking with silent sobs. Paul moves closer to him, sitting down on the bed next to Brent.

“Brent? What’s going on?”

He looks up, his eyes crushed with sorrow.

“I’m sorry…”

“For what?”

“Being so bad…”

“Brent, who said you were bad?”

A sob rips from his chest and he puts his arms around Paul’s neck.

“My mommy’s husband… he said I was awful and bad. Very very bad… very bad… he hates me… and my mommy hates me… and no one loves a bad bad boy…”

“You’re not bad, Brent… and I love you. Very much. And so does Jodi.”

“Really?”

“Really. No matter what.”

Brent looks at Paul fearfully.

“Will you hit me too?”

“What do you mean? Did your dad hit you?”

“He’s not my dad. He’s my mom’s husband.”

“Did he?”

Brent nods, lifting up his shirt to show a deep scar stretching from his spine to his left side. Paul bites on his lip, his hand softly tracing the scar.

“I swear, Brent… I will never do this to you. Never.”

Brent manages a smile and hugs Paul again.

“I love you… dad.”

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