Happy Birthday, Juliette! My fellow Blanciablo, Karla, NickyxShani, and Spanish Harlem lover, I hope you have a wonderful day! This is based on the show of course, but also I got some ideas from Amy (VeraRose19) from her story "The Broken Road" and a storyline from This is Us.

Thank you for beta'ing, MsSchneeheide!

There is a house built out of stone

Wooden floors, walls and window sills

Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust

This is a place where I don't feel alone

This is a place where I feel at home

He had done it for them.

As Blanca walks around hers and Diablo's new house in Honduras, she smiles broadly, taking it all in. She can hardly believe that Diablo built an actual place for them to live in. It's not just his love shack that she moved into at first, it's an actual building to keep them safe from gangs. The door locks, the windows are covered with glass protection film so they won't get broken into, and he'd made sure the roof wouldn't cave in or leak. She predicts that the house will still be standing strong many years later. Having a handyman for a spouse is one of the best things she'd always dreamed of. She sighs happily as she feels two burly arms wrap themselves around her thin frame. Blanca gazes upon their joyful reflections in the mirror and giggles.

"¿Te gusta, mi amor?"

You like it, my love?

Blanca nods and leans against him. "¡Me encanta! ¡Muchas gracias!"

I love it! Thank you so much!

Diablo kisses her cheek and they hold each other tightly. "Ha sido un placer, querida."

It has been a pleasure, my dear.

Filled with love and desire for her husband like always, Blanca turns around in his embrace, places her hands on either side of his face, stares intensely into his eyes, and leans up to kiss him as she runs her thumbs up and down his bearded jawline. "Hablando de ésto..."

Speaking of which...

Diablo smirks and strokes her curly mass of hair. "Sí...¿whaddya say si hacemos un bebé?

we make a baby?

"Oh, yessss, hot stuff..." Blanca murmurs, and then they dissolve into a makeout session with Diablo hoisting her up with her legs around his hips. He carries her to their bed with fresh new sheets. "Mi sexy esposo..." she mumbles as he carefully lays her down like she's delicate. She could've gone with more rough, but his cheesiness always makes her melt and get horny.

my sexy husband

"Mi sexy esposa..."

my sexy wife

She licks her lips as he quickly takes his shirt off and then hers in the same move. "Oh, baby...I love your hairy chest," she comments while they gaze lovingly into each other's eyes.

"I love tus labios y tu sexy cuerpo, cute one..."

your lips and your sexy body

Blanca slowly undoes her own bra, just to tease him. She slides off her pants and undies in one go and then lies fully bare under him. He holds himself up above her and she removes his jeans and boxers.

She closes her eyes as he kisses her all over, sucking on each of her breasts, swirling his tongue around her nipples, and spreading a pleasant feeling through her body. He licks the valley of her cleavage and then his lips move down her belly. Once they brush against the hairs of her vagina and he raises her legs to curl around his neck, he starts eating her out, his mouth gently touching the area around her clitoris, his tongue directly on her g-spot and lapping up her juices, Blanca begins breathing heavily, her pants turning to sensual gasps. She clutches the comforter as she tenses up, getting ready to release a powerful orgasm. The most amazing sensation explodes inside of her and she lets out a series of moans.

"No pares, no pares..."

Don't stop, don't stop...

He replaces his tongue with his fingers, and they feel just as good. He'd given her quite the warm-up, and so she does the same for him when she straps him to a leather chair in the corner of their bedroom, repeatedly squeezes his boner as she straddles him, and then licking and sucking all seven inches of him as their mouths join together and separate a million times.

"Ahora, let's fuck..."

"Sí," he agrees in the same sultry voice she'd just used.

A while later, the bed shakes as he thrusts into her and then takes her from behind. Sex with Diablo is magic. No, scratch that. Anything with him is magic. When she'd first met him, it felt like she'd landed in some fantasy world, but she's extremely glad that all of this is one hundred percent real.

'Cause, I built a home

For you

For me

"Oh baby, me encanta when you touch me and hold me in your strong arms," Blanca tells him as they rest on the bed together after having passionate, wild sex. She snuggles into Diablo and hums as he pecks her temple.

"Me encanta sostenerte, honey...you taste good."

I love holding you

They grin at each other. "So do you!"

Until it disappeared

From me

From you

And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust

All good things must come to an end, as the saying goes. Neither of them know what caused the fire, but they can't afford insurance even with their combined income, and they're now homeless in Honduras, hiding wherever they can, to keep away from the gangs. While Blanca lays in Diablo's lap, rubbing her pregnant belly, she sighs sadly. It's not fair to raise a baby like this. They don't have much money left and it'll be two more weeks until their next paychecks. Diablo had used it up on his hospital bills from when he was injured trying to gather their most important items through the burning flames. "Dinero, por favor…" she begs weakly as people pass them. "Tenemos hambre…"

Money please, we're hungry

"They don't care sobre nosotros," Diablo says bitterly, his own voice just as downtrodden as hers.

about us

"Lo sé…"

Diablo is wearing a dirty pair of jeans and a red long-sleeved shirt that's ripped in some places. His hair and beard have grown longer, as did Blanca's curls. She has on a ratty black beanie, a purple top, sweatpants with holes, sneakers, and a puffy brown jacket. Both of them have blankets wrapped around themselves, even though it's almost summer. The elements they've been forced to stay out in are terrible. She hopes they can get back on their feet soon for not only their sakes, but the little one's, too.

Out in the garden where we planted the seeds

There is a tree as old as me

Branches were sewn by the color of green

Ground had arose and passed it's knees

By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top

I climbed the tree to see the world

When the gusts came around to blow me down

I held on as tightly as you held onto me

I held on as tightly as you held onto me

Blanca was climbing their tree in the garden when it happened. She'd just been staring out at the gorgeous flowers growing out of the soil and enjoying the sun on her face, practically taking a nap when suddenly, she smells something burning. It's faint, so she thinks it's from far away, but then she hears loud barking and her name being called.

"¡Blanca!"

She wakes up with a start. "¿Qué?"

"Blanca, you gotta come down! ¡Hay un fuego!"

There's a fire!

Her eyes widen and she dives into panic mode immediately. Her whole body trembling, she clutches onto whatever branch she can grab. "¡Ayúdame!" she screams while Diablo is running to the tree. With ease, he climbs it and extends his hand to hers.

Help me!

"Dame tu mano."

Give me your hand

So she does, her breathing shaky and uneven. She grabs his outstretched hand and he carefully guides her back down to the ground. "Ah, gracias, mi amor…"

"De nada, corazón. I'll get all our things, espera aquí."

wait here

"No, ¿estás loco?"

are you crazy?

"Mojito está en la casa…he's stuck somewhere…I'll get what I can of our precious mementos, I promise I won't die!"

Mojito is in the house

"Por favor, don't go…" she sobs as she clings onto him. He hugs her just as tight. "Por favor…te amo…"

"Yo también te amo, querida esposa…"

And, I built a home

For you

For me

It doesn't seem that long ago, when they were in their living room with a whole bunch of their friends.

"¿Recuerdas nuestra boda?"

Remember our wedding?

Blanca nods at Diablo's words, a beam etching its way across her face. "Sí, claro…how could I ever forget? Gloria llorando…"

Yes, of course

"I was frankly surprised myself," Red chimes in. "You don't seem like much of a crier."

Gloria rolls her eyes and waves off the comments. "¡Ay, para! La boda was cheesy, and that makes me bawl, what can I say?"

Oh, stop!

Elena shrugs. "Yeah, Mom couldn't help herself!"

"I wish we could've been there," Ceci murmurs regretfully.

"Maybe you two could be at the next one!" Julio states positively.

"Yeah, like yours!" Benny points at Gloria meaningfully.

"Hey, let's focus on the one we went to!" Gloria scolds him lightly, but she still wears a smile. "Tía Lourdes, por favor…"

"Fue muy duro to let you go con el Diablo," Lourdes admits. "Pero, I did."

It was very hard

"Oye, Mamí, lo se, pero no soy una niña nada más."

Hey, Mom, I know, but I'm not a girl anymore.

"It was so hilarious when you didn't even say your vows, just a bunch of cracking up and inside jokes between you lovers," Nicky says, slinging her arm around Shani and gesturing to the couple of honor.

Blanca and Diablo share a chuckle and hold hands as he softly kisses her cheek. "¡Lo sé!" they chorus.

"Y por supuesto, we had a blast being flower girls!" Flaca exclaims while hi-fiving Maritza. Both of the young teens smile. "Like, gliding down the aisle in our pretty, pink dresses…like, ¡sí, por favor!

And of course

"Sí, even if we were a little old for the job!" Maritza agrees. "'Twas wonderful."

"It was!" Karla hugs her tiny boys close to her sides. "I enjoyed seeing Benji and Abel as the ring bearers!"

"I bet you were a proud mama," Shani tells her.

"Oh, ¡sí! Y tuve la suerte de ser tu dama de honor, Blanca."

I was blessed to be your maid of honor, Blanca.

Blanca grins at her best friend's compliment. "¡Gracias, y tuve el honor de tenerte allí para mi día especial!" They hug while smiling.

Thanks, and I was honored to have you there for my special day!

She'd worn an elegant long, white, lacy flower-patterned gown with cap sleeves, a matching veil, and shoes. Her something blue were her earrings, the heels were new, and she had on an old bracelet that once belonged to Lourdes. A gold barette held her hair into a half updo. She'd practically glided down the pathway between the two separate families-hers and his-while holding a bouquet of pink roses. The music was enchanting and once she got to Diablo in his handsome black tuxedo and matching dress shoes with his hair slicked back into a neat ponytail, neither of them could contain their exhilaration. Karla and Weevil were by each of their sides. Flaca and Maritza joined Karla while her boys went to Weevil.

"Blanca and Diablo tying the knot reminded me of mine and Vinnie's!" Lorna informs them. "The best wedding ever…"

"I loved marrying you," Vinnie tells her, gazing deeply into her eyes.

"That reception was pretty wild!" Gloria says.

Lorna blushes and glares at Red. "You told 'em about me and Vinnie bangin' against the vending machine?" she hisses, but in too low of a voice for the kids to hear.

"Well, no, she was talking about Blanca and Diablo's party after their ceremony…" They all laugh.

"Oh, sí, mi hombre, el drummer in his heavy metal band!" Blanca smirks while squeezing Diablo's bicep. She'd worn a skintight black shimmery halter dress and high heels with her hair down and in waves. Dangly gold earrings completed her look, and needless to say, that made him even hornier later that night in their hotel room.

Diablo glances down at her and kisses her passionately, his warm hands on either side of her waist. "Ay, mi Blanca…"

She swoons and melts inside. "Mi Diablo…el rey de mi corazón…"

the king of my heart

They nuzzle noses and exchange heavy eye contact. "Mi reina…"

My queen

Aleida doubles over giggling all of a sudden. "¿Qué pasó?" Maritza wants to know.

"I dunno, she's weird," Daya mutters.

"No, no, I just remembered…the devil horns! Blanca told me…since I couldn't go on account of mi trabajo."

"Mm, sí…" Blanca murmurs and everyone laughs along with Aleida. "Mamí, you wouldn't let Diablo y yo wear them!"

"Porque ustedes no son diablos en realidad," Lourdes protests. "It's not appropriate para una boda."

Because you're not really devils

"I loved them, Tía!" Julio shoots back, hopping up and down.

"Yeah, no lo se porqué you'd take them from him, él es solo un niño." Diablo ruffles the boy's hair lovingly.

I don't know why

Lourdes wags her finger at him and shakes her head. "Watch it, young man." She's trying to sound strict but failing.

"Good thing you got it for Benny!" Nicky smirks. "It really suits him."

Benny pouts. "Hey!"

"Sorry, kid, but you've got a devilish personality." The blonde lifts her shoulders up and down with nonchalance. "I do too."

"Gracias a Dios you guys were able de tomar fotos con the horns!" Karla points out.

"Yeah, we loved it! Like one of those filters on Snapchat!" Maritza squeals.

"Oooh, that reminds me, group pic!" Flaca takes out her phone which is already attached to a selfie stick. She extends it and holds it in front of everyone.

"Ah, you bitches and your selfies!" Aleida pretends to complain. Lourdes tosses her a stern look.

"Cállate, it's a memory!" Karla mutters. "With Blanca and Diablo's beautiful home all around us, too, quite a neat background!"

"Sí, lo sé…"

Flaca presses her cheek to Maritza's, Diablo wraps his arms around Blanca, Nicky and Shani get into the same position, and Vinnie lets Lorna climb onto his back so her chin rests on his shoulder and they're at the same height. Gloria picks up Benny, Lourdes puts Julio on her shoulders, Daya hoists Lucy onto her hip, Aleida links arms with Eva and Margarita, and Christina, Emiliano, and Red stand beside them. Karla is between Blanca and Shani, her sons standing in front of her. Elena and Ceci are on either side of Gloria. Everyone grins at once, and Flaca snaps the photo.

It turns out great.

"Let's make a toast to Blanca y Diablo ¡para la nueva casa!" Margarita announces as she raises her wine glass. The others do the same while cheering.

for the new house

"Yaaaaay!" the children pipe up.

"Gracias a todos for flying all the way out here and throwing us una fiesta sorpresa de housewarming!" Blanca tells the group.

a surprise housewarming party

"Sí, you really didn't have to," Diablo adds. "Cuando nosotros put it as statuses on Facebook, that wasn't like a hint or anything, pero muchas gracias."

"De nada!" the guests respond joyfully.

Then they sit at the dining room table, prepared to eat a hearty meal of enchiladas con queso, rice, beans, guacamole, and Blanca's famous Sancocho. There's a bunch of talking and laughing during the dinner and then they play games like UNO and Dominos.

With cheese

Until it disappeared

From me

From you

And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust

She can still recall the smoke rising from the ashes, the flames swallowing the Zuniga house whole. Diablo was coughing, he got almost everything but not their perrito; he was too far away and Diablo would've died from smoke inhalation had he rescued Mojito.

He can always build another house from scratch, he'd said. It's what he's working on right now. They can get another dog and name it Mojito, but it won't be quite the same.

"Pero without you, mi hermosa paloma…o nuestro bebé…" Diablo murmurs as he strokes her curls in a soothing motion. "Mi mundo would crash and burn."

my beautiful dove…or our baby…my world

"I can't imagine mi vida without you either, baby." Blanca turns in his arms, her cheek resting in his hand. "So, I'm glad you got out cuando lo hiciste."

when you did

"Yo también…"

They start making out, so happy together, although their worlds are both crumbling around them. Then, Diablo gets his guitar out and begins to play and sing for cash while Blanca dances seductively next to him, mainly for her husband, but she's also hoping to attract attention for some green. She really doesn't want to go into prostitution, even if it's to support them, though.

It's about a year later when a new, small house has risen from the ashes-literally, because Diablo had built it on the same site as their old place. All along, they'd been collecting furniture and cooking ware for it; most of it was found in cheap yard sales and on Nextdoor for free and their friends even wired them some money overseas to help them out. They're now looking out at their tiny garden with all kinds of flowers growing out of the soil and dust under it. Tulips, daisies, roses, sunflowers, lilies, violets, and blossoms decorate the area and bloom under the sun. They also have Mojito the Second running around and their adorable three month old daughter Raiza, who's resting in Blanca's arms and babbling contentedly as Diablo slides a yellow clip into her short hair. It matches her little dress and shoes perfectly. She's making cute faces and waving her arms and legs about. They both kiss her cheeks on either side and poke her button nose playfully as she squeaks adorably.

"Ella es muy preciosa," Blanca murmurs, gazing down at their baby girl with love.

"Sí, simplemente perfecta," Diablo agrees with a broad grin as Raiza winds her minuscule fingers around one of his.

They're okay now.