The next day Brad returned at around 4. Nick was on lunch waiting for Dana to finish with her patient so they could go out and eat.

"Dr. Biancavilla?" he tried to capture Nick's attention, Nick turned around.

"Hey, Brad. I wanted to talk to you."

"What about?" he asked as he fallowed Nick into Dana's office.

"Well your mother and I decided to do a DNA test to make sure I'm your father."

"You spoke to my mother?"

"Yes, Your mother, Dana, and I met last night and we disscused everything. And that was our solution."

"Who's Dana?"

"My wife. You met her yestersay, she was the one with the red hair."

"The one that said 'WE don't have a son, YOU have a son' ?"

"Yeah, that's her. Anyway, we have to get a blood sample from you so..."

"Okay." he said and followed Nick into an exam room. They drew blood and sent it to the lab. "When do we find out?"

"I'm not sure, a couple of hours, maybe. I can call you when the results come." Nick suggested. Brad left shortly after. Dana came out of the exam room Nick cought up with her.

"Hey, I was thinking we go out to dinner."

"Why? Do you have any other ilgitumitly conceived children you want to tell me about?"

"Dana, I swear that kid is not mine. The DNA test will prove that. Do you want to go out or not?"

"Nick I wanna talk about this. All of this, Jessica, Brad, our marriage."

"Okay..." they walked into her office, he sat on the couch she sat on a chair infront of him. "From the begening."

"The situation with Jessica."

"I thought we were over that."

"We're not. She still has the fear of being taken again. I want her to feel safe."

"She will over time. She's been fine so far, and over the next few months she'll feel safer."

"She's our daughter, Nick, I don't want her to feel safe months from now. I want her to feel safe all day, everyday."

"Time will come when she will. We can't progress that effort. As for Brad."

"Don't even get me started about Brad, your child, out of wed lock. You never even loved his mother."

"I don't think he's really my child, Dana. He can't be. You're the only woman I've ever done anything with. I hope I've earned enough trust over the years to have you believe me."

"I want to believe you, I really do."

"The DNA results will prove everything you'll see. Sara's lying, she's always been a lying back stabbing bitch. I've told you about all my ex- girlfriends, and everything I've done with them. You know about every date I've ever been on."

"Swear?"

"I swear. And I'm hoping the same applies to you." Nick waited for Dana's response.

"It does."

"Our marriage... what is it that you want to talk about?"

"Do you love me?" she asked

"Excuse me?"

"Do you love me?" she repeated herself

"Are you serious? Of course I love you. That's the stupidest question you could have asked me. I'd do anything for you. I've never questioned weather or not you love me."

"I know you haven't but... Nick, we're at work all day. I get home after 12 hour shifts and I have to take care of the kids. We only see each other in bed, that is if we haven't already fallen asleep. I love you, but I want more, I need more, I deserve more."

"What more? You have an a Benz-SL under your ass. You have a 17,000 square foot mansion, two priceless children. What the hell else can you want?"

"I want my husband to be there for me, to understand me. I want to be able to have a conversation with him, just by looking into his eyes. I want to be able to fall asleep in his arms, I want to be able to spent time with him and never get tired of him."

"But Dana our jobs..."

"Shouldn't control our lives. Remember how we were when we got married?"

"Yeah."

"You were so romantic. I loved it, you'd suprise me with something every weekend. Vegas, LA, Tahoe, Mimai, Key West. We used to have all of that before the kids. Why did it change?"

"I don't know, Dana, I honestly don't know." the room was silent "Are we over?"

"No, no. I'm not ready to give up on us, I still think we can make it."

"I'm going to give you everything you wanted, Dana. I promise." he moves closer to kiss her, when the door opened.

"Dr. Biancavilla, your lab results." a nurse handed them to him. He opened it franticly and read quickly.

"Does it match? Is he your son?" Dana asked as she took the papers from him.

"He's not. I told you, I told you." he smiled and kissed her." Oh, shit. I have to tell the kid." he got up and walked to the door

"Nick, tell the mother first. Have her tell him."

"I am." he paused "I love you." he said as he walked back to kiss her again.

"I love you, too." she whispered in his ear while he was kissing her neck. After he was finished he walked out she fallowed him

"That color of lip gloss really matches the rosyness of your cheeks, Nicholas." Lana mocked as Nick wiped his lips with his arm. He picked the phone up and dailed her number. Lu came running out of her office. The three of them stood there as he spoke to Sara.

"What did she say?" Lu asked as soon as he hung up.

"She said I just don't want to accept the truth and that I should burn in hell." he announced. Lu and Lana begun laughing. Dana smiled not wanting to get on his bad side. He walked away, not wanting to think about it. Dana went after him. They were in Peter's Garden. Nick was just sitting there silently.

"You okay, sweetie?" Dana asked as she sat on his lap. He nodded. "You seem disappointed."

"It's just, I've always wanted a son." he looked into her eyes, she smiled uncomfertably.

"Nick, I will never torture myself like that again. I can stand the not drinking, and labour, birth. The pressure of another child..."

"I'm not saying we should have another one... I just, I don't know. A guy can dream can't he?" he explained himself, she kissed him

"Sure, you can. As long as you don't expect your dreams to come true." she tried to make him feel better.

"Can you get off of me? I have to get back to work." he asked, she got up and he left. She watched him disappear and sighed. Their lives can change so much that summer.
That night. It was almost 10, Jessica was roller blading inside and screaming while Alexa was crying upstairs. Dana was losing her sanity.

"Babe, stop crying, I have a head ache."she begged Alexa, who's side hurt due to the unhealed wound of the surgery.

"I... I can't" she heavied. "It' hurts."

"I understand that, Alexa, but cry is only giving Mommy a headache. It's not helping with the pain."

"Yes, it is." she panted, a loud thud was heard. Dana ran out of Alexa's room and looked down the foyay. She saw Jessica lying on the floor with roller blades, cry and ran down stairs.

"What the hell are you doing?" she yelled. "I told you not to roller blade inside the house, Jessica." she helped Jessica up.

"I'm hungy." she said as she got up.

"Jess, you sister is upstairs crying. You are down here roller blading. I have a head, and I can snap at any minute. Your father isn't home yet so if and when I snap there will be not witness to the murder." Dana explained

"I think I'll wait for Daddy." she said and skated away. Nick walked in.

"Stop crying!" he yelled as he put his stuff down. "And you stop roller skating in here!" he walked toward the theater. Dana followed him.

"Tired?" Dana asked as he crashed on his couch, she lyed down next to him

"Very."

"Kids annoying you?"

"More than you'll ever know. I ordered Pizza. It should be here in like 10 mintues."

"Nick, remember when we went to Verginia?"

"Yeah, bet trip of my life." he said sarcasticly "What about it?"

"That night that you were drunk and we... did you ..."

"What are you saying?" he begun to panic

"Nothing, I just asking."

"Do you think you're... are you sure? Oh, shit, another one of these psycodic mainacs!"

"Mommy, I accidenly did number one in my bed." they heard Alexa yell. Dana closed her eyes and sighed. She turned to Nick

"No, I was wanted to see your reaction." she smiled, he looked at her in betrayed way.

"Ohhhh, you're cruel." he pushed her off the couch.

"Mommy, don't think it number one. I think I got diareha" she called again. Nick looked down at Dana and laughed.

"Mommy, she's waiting." he mocked, she walked toward the door. "I think the laundry machine is broken. You may have to hand wash those sheets."

The End
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