Gabriella opened her eyes with the knowledge that something really momentous was happening today. She shivered as she realized her husband of just three months had taken all the covers. She must have fallen asleep waiting for him to come home last night. He'd been with Zeke and Chad finishing the last touches on the bar. With a frown she gave the covers a firm tug, causing Troy to grumble in his sleep and roll towards her.

Since this freed up a lot of the covers, Gabriella didn't complain. Just wrapped herself up in them and snuggled more comfortably into the bed.

It was still dark outside, so it must be early. Her mind went back today.

"What happened to all the covers?" Troy muttered.

"You were stealing them all."

Troy let out a laugh, "Well, now I don't have any covers."

"I can't do anything about that."

He rolled over some more until he was right next to her, and took that opportunity to pull her into his arms. "I didn't know being a husband would mean giving up all the rights to my covers."

"Of course that's what it means. You're supposed to love me more than yourself, which means giving up the covers if I need them." She burrowed against him, pressing a little kiss on his bare chest, then on his faint scar.

"And what do I get in return?" he asked, sliding his hand down until it was cupping her bottom. He eased her body against his more snugly and she discovered he was aroused.

"You get my everlasting gratitude," she said with a sly smile.

"Don't I get a little something else?" His voice was warm and teasing and tender, exactly like Troy himself.

"I don't know why you'd think that. I mean you already get sex for coffee, sex for washing the dishes, sex for visiting my parents do you really think sex is an appropriate tradeoff for covers too?"

"Well, no. Not really. But I mean let's not pretend you don't get a little something good from all this sex yourself."

She giggled and stroked her hand down until she was caressing his erection. "Maybe just a little."

He cleared his throat. "Let's rethink the wisdom of using the word 'little' when you have your hand on my-"

He broke off the words with a huff when she squeezed.

"Do you know what I was thinking?" she giggled helplessly.

"I'm hoping it's the same thing as I was thinking of." He said with a low grumble as he leaned down and placed a small kiss on her shoulder.

"No," she said with a laugh playfully pushing him away.

With an exaggerated sigh he rolled onto his back. "So what were you thinking of?"

"The bar needs a wall of photos."

Troy shifted so he was laying on her side. "What?"

"You know like by the bathrooms or something, just a wall of photos of all our friends. We can even include the pictures we took during the renovations."

Troy made a face. "You want a picture wall?"

Gabriella smiled, "Yes."

Troy looked over at the clock by their bed. "You woke up at four thirty on a Saturday morning to tell me this."

Gabriella smiled as she sat up and reached over to the side table as she took out an envelope. "We need a picture wall Troy."

"Yeah I got that."

She handed him the envelope, "And this can be the first picture."

Troy looked at the envelope and arched his brow as he took it from her hands. "This better not be the photo of me and your dad drunk passed out in your truck after the engagement party."

"That's a good idea for the wall," her eyes lit up with amusement.

Troy opened the envelope with a frown on his face, obviously he had a different opinion about the picture in question. He pulled out the photo and stilled as he looked down at the ultrasound in his hand. His expression changed, softened. His eyes were incredibly deep and soft as he looked back up at her. "You're pregnant?"

Gabriella bit down on her lip, "I know it's your grand opening tonight at the bar, so if you wanted to wait before we told everyone else-"

"Are kidding me?" he swung his leg out of bed. "I have to call my mother! We have to tell Chad, you need to tell your parents."

"Troy," Gabriella laughed as she reached for him and pulled him back into bed. "It's 4:30 in the morning."

Troy paused for a moment as if considering his next course of action, before she knew what he was going to do next he reached for her and pulled her over to the edge of bed his lips coming down onto hers. She smiled into his kiss as he moved over her covering her body with his.

"I love you so much," Troy murmured as he shifted his kisses down the to the nook of her neck.

Later that day Gabriella parked in front of her parents' house. Her and Troy made their way up the walk. It was strange, visiting her parents. Coming back to the place she'd called home for so long as a guest.

Her job as a home nurse had been going well for a while, it allowed her to work during the days and come home at decent hour, it allowed her to have the weekends off and spend time with her husband. She loved her job, she loved her new life. Everyone was so happy for her. She was finally getting her life together and she was doing it with the man she loved.

Ringing the doorbell, she waited for someone to answer. After a moment her mother pulled open the door.

"Why didn't you use your key?"

Gabriella rolled her eyes, she'd had this argument before with her mother. "Because it's my house anymore mom, and I'm respecting your privacy by knocking."

"Please, as if your father and I have any privacy."

Just then her niece came running from the kitchen covered in a white dusting of powder. "Is everything okay?" Gabriella asked raising a brow in concern.

"We're making pancakes, your sister with them in the kitchen."

"Griselda's here?"

"No, she's at work. Michelle is babysitting." Her mother face looked rather annoyed at the comment.

Gabriella winced as she looked back at Troy and began to make their way into the house. It hadn't been easy pulling away from her family. It had been more like unraveling a tangled ball of knots, and Troy had been there for her every step of the way. Through every argument and bottle of wine.

"Hey," Michelle came in from the kitchen, her hair dark and sporting a bright green stripe in front. "I didn't know you guys were coming?"

"Yeah," Gabriella looked over at her mother, "I called but no one answered."

"Your father turns the ringer off so he can sleep. You know god forbid the rest of us have a phone call."

Gabriella rolled her eyes and Michelle came over to give her a hug, "She's being dramatic," Michelle whispered.

"Where is daddy?" Gabriella smiled pulling away from her sister.

"Why? What's wrong?" her mother looked glanced from Troy to Gabriella. "Did something happen?"

Gabriella rolled her eyes, "Will you just go get dad."

Her mother let out a groan as she began walking up the stairs. "Luis your daughter needs you," she screamed.

"Well, we could've done that." Troy mumbled beside her.

"Shush," Gabriella frown as she glanced back at him over her shoulder.

Joel, her nephew came in from the kitchen coming up to Troy and giving him a hug around the leg.

"Hey buddy," Troy offered leaning down to pick him up. "What's going on?"

"We're making pancakes," He said quietly. "Grandpa doesn't know yet."

Troy nodded, "Sounds pretty legit."

Gabriella smiled as she reached over and wiped a smudge of pancake mix off his cheek. "Geez Michelle are you making pancakes or having a food fight in there."

Michelle crossed her arms. "I have a reputation to protect as the fun aunt."

"I'm fun too," Gabriella said defensively.

"No your boring. Diamond said so."

Gabriella was about to argue that when her father appeared from upstairs. His hair all strewn around from the pillows.

"What going on?"

Gabriella reached into her purse as she pulled out the envelope, "I just wanted to show you guys this important picture I took yesterday."

"Are you kidding me, you woke me up for a picture," her father expression shifted to one of irritation.

"You're so right, I mean you already have two grandchildren why would you want to see a picture of one more?" she frowned playfully as she held up the ultrasound.

"You're pregnant!" her mother's voice squealed at a high pitched tone that made Troy wince and Joel cover his ears.

"Oh my god," Michelle jumped up with excitement. "Oh my god I want it to be girl."

"I want it to be a boy." Troy countered.

"I'm getting a baby!" Maria was down the few steps with her arms wrapped around Gabriella in a nanosecond.

"A grandchild," Gabriella corrected. "You're getting a grandchild."

"I'm going to have to redecorate your old room, we need a crib we need a playpen," her mother jumped up as she began listing all the things she needed.

"We don't need to buy all that stuff, they do." Her father interrupted as he came down the stairs to give Gabriella a hug.

"But where will the baby stay when they're at work!" her mother protested. "I need to baby proof the house."

"Oh geeze," Michelle reached for Joel and took him back into the kitchen.

"Now look what you've done," her father grumbled.

Gabriella could only laugh, she watched as her father and mother began to argue over baby accessories and she leaned into Troy who pulled her close.

"Do you know what the best part right now is?" she mumbled up to him.

"That we get to leave soon?" Troy said with a long sigh.

"Yup."

***Author's Note***

Sorry for the late night post my dogs have been sick for the last three days with a mild case of kennel cough. They have been vaccinated but things have been pretty rough around the house today. This might be the end of this story but be on the lookout for my next one!