{BACK TO NORMAL POV}

I could feel my hands shaking slightly as I lead Jordan Parise and Mr. Parise into the house. I wasn't sure why they were here though I had a clue, I mean I knew they were here for Zach. But the question was why were they here at my house. I was almost afraid of why they were at my house.

'Were they here to take Ava from me? Were they disappointed in me? Were they mad at me? Did Zach ask them to come take Ava from me?' all of these thoughts ran through my head. As I tried to think of where to take them. I finally decided to take them into the kitchen deciding that would probably be the best place. Not exactly the most comfortable, but at least I could offer them something to drink. Leading them into the kitchen, I turned to look at them as they sat down at the table.

"Would you all like something to drink?" I asked quietly, twisting my hands nervously.

"Sure I'll have a beer," Jordan said.

I nodded my head in response, as my eyes darted to the clock on the microwave and saw that it was only elven in the morning. Ok I guess it was late enough to drink somewhere in the world. Jordan must have seen my response since he started laughing. I gave him a confused look.

"I'm joking. I'll take a soda or tea or whatever you have," he said still chuckling.

"I'll have a tea, sweet pea," Mr. Parise answered.

I nodded at both of them and went and pulled out the cups and took the iced tea out of the fridge and poured it into the cups for them. After putting the pitcher back in the fridge and taking the cups over to the table and setting them in front of both of them.

"W-why are you here?" the words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them. I fixed my gaze on the tiled floor of the kitchen.

It was quiet too quiet, if you asked me. I risked the chance and lifted my gaze from the floor and looked at Jordan and Mr. Parise. Jordan was sitting there looking quite amused with what had just came out of my mouth. He knew I was never one to hold back my feeling's or opinions. On the other hand though his father wasn't looking so amused, he almost looked. Was that disappointment? I noticed in his eyes. Just the thought of him being disappointed in me made me mentally cringe. I couldn't stand the thought of him being disappointed in me, he was like another father to me and thought of me disappointing him also made me sad.

"I think you know why we're here sweet pea. So why don't you have a seat so we can talk," Mr. Parise said, indicating to the chair with his head for me to sit down.

He was acting so calm which was making me more nervous. Because I couldn't tell what he was thinking or feeling. Usually with him you could tell if he was happy or sad or mad or disappointed. Especially if it had to do with his boys. I pulled out a chair and sat down uneasily, waiting for the barage of questions. But they didn't come Mr. Parise sat there and studied me, like he was trying to decide what to ask me. I shifted uncomfortably in my chair under his gaze. I felt like a child about to get reprimanded by their parents.

"So you do know why we're here don't you?" Mr. Parise asked, a knowing look on his face, with his eyebrows raised above the rims of his glasses.

"Yes I think so," I squeaked, shaking my head and clearing my throat.

I heard a chuckle come from Jordan come again.

"You think so?" Mr. Parise asked, with another look.

"No I don't think. I know," I said, with more confidence than I felt.

"So what do you have to say for yourself sweetpea?" Mr. Parise asked.

"Look this is hard for me to explain. I really don't have a good explanation and I just found out for myself. I mean do you really think I would keep something as important as this from Zach? From you all?" I asked in a rush, twisting my fingers in my lap.

"Maddison why didn't you tell me or my parents at least? I mean we could have helped you," Jordan said on a sigh.

"I don't know Jordan. I didn't know. I mean maybe subconsciously I realized. But I really didn't know until this morning. Plus do you realize how this makes me feel? I mean I became one of those people I hate Jordan. I'm now a home wrecker" I said frustrated, feeling tears spring to my eyes.

"Wait...... What are you talking about Maddi?" Jordan asked confusedly.

"Huh?" I asked stupidly, in return.

I suddenly found myself very confused. I hope we were talking about the same thing. Because if we all weren't than I had no clue what they were talking about. And I may have just given away something they had no idea about.

"Sweet pea what do you mean home wrecker?" Mr. Parise asked gently.

"Well that's what I am now, right? A home wrecker. I mean obviously since he wasn't with me when we conceived her. Zach and I weren't together, so that means I slept with him when he was with Alisha. So that makes me a home wrecker," I rambled in one breath. I felt the tears in my eyes running down my cheeks.

"Are you insane? You are anything but a home wrecker Maddison. I don't ever want to hear you call yourself that again," Jordan stated passionately, standing up and coming over by me.

He kneeled next to me and took my face in his hands. Turning my face to him and wiping my tears away with his thumbs.

"I don't ever want to hear you talk about yourself like that again Maddi. You are not a home wrecker, do you hear me?" Jordan asked, making me look in his eyes to see the honesty in them.

"Sweet pea can you explain to us than? So we can understand?" Mr. Parise asked.

"I can try," I sniffled, turning my face away from Jordan and looking at their dad.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jordan stand up and sit back in the chair he had been sitting in.

"I really don't remember much. So I may not be able to tell you much, so I'm sorry. The truth is almost six years ago I was in a bad car accident. I don't remember much, I don't even remember the wreck. I just remember waking up in the hospital and wondering why I was there. Than when the doctors came in and started asking me questions, I could tell they were worried about something. I mean they asked me a whole and I mean a whole bunch of questions and most of them I could answer. You know like the easy ones, the general ones, I mean I could remember my name and how old I was. But everything else was a blur. The doctors asked me why I had been on the road I had been on that night and I couldn't remember," I said, taking a breath and than continuing on.

"I remember Ally and even Travis coming to visit me. I remember my family coming and seeing me once. But they weren't very happy with me and didn't come see me again. I remember the day the doctor came in and asked if I remembered that I was pregnant. That came as a huge shock to me, because I couldn't even think who the father would be. You know when I got out of the hospital and went and told my family. I thought they would be more supportive of me and help me through everything. Help me to remember, but they didn't they didn't want anything to do with me," I sniffled.

"So I left. I ran ended up running into Ryan one day and he was supportive of me. He encouraged me to go to school, even though I was pregnant. He was there for me, he let me move in and helped me pay for school. He took me on and even a child that wasn't his. I kept in touch with Ally and Travis, but that's about all. But there's big and I mean a big chunk of my life missing and I can't remember it. No matter how hard I try to, I get snip it's every now and than," I said, wiping underneath my eyes.

"That's all you remember?" Jordan asked.

"Yes," I answered.

"Do you remember anything before your wreck?" he asked.

"Yes Jordan. I remember my childhood. I obviously remember you. I even remember dating Zach, when we were just kids," I answered.

"Ok so excuse me if I sound rude, because I'm not trying to be rude Maddi. But let me see if I get this right. You can remember your childhood? Your remember your friends and family? You can even remember dating my brother at some point?" Jordan asked looking at me, I nodded my head.

"But what you can't remember evidently is being with my brother and having sex and evidently creating a child?" he asked.

"No," I shook my head.

"No?" he asked.

"Jordan the last memory I have of Zach and I, is his junior year of college. When we broke up, because...... Because of Alisha...... That was like a year before him and Alisha were married. And even than Ally and Travis had to remind me that Zach and Alisha were married. I didn't even know Zach was here in New Jersey or that he played for the Devils," I answered.

"Wait you expect me to believe you didn't know where my brother was playing?" Jordan asked incrediously, narrowing his eyes at me.

"I didn't. I had more important things to worry about than your brother," I answered.

"Ok so you don't remember planning a wedding with....." Jordan started, but was cut off.

"That's enough Jordan," Mr. Parise cut in.

"A wedding with who?" I asked, looking between them. I could see them giving each other looks.

"No one dear," Mr. Parise answered.

"No who?" I asked.

"So where is my grand daughter?" Mr. Parise asked, changing the subject.

"At school," I answered.

"Do you have a picture of her?" he asked.

"Sure," I answered, with a big smile. If nothing else I loved showing a picture of Ava, she was my pride and joy. I stood up and went over to my purse that was laying on the counter and pulled out my wallet.

I found the picture of Ava, I was looking for and pulled it out. I walked over to the table and handed to Mr. Parise and went and sat back down as he looked at it. I watched as several emotions went across his face.

"Wow she looks just like Mariann," He stated, looking up at me.

"I wanna see," Jordan whined, like a little kid.

His dad handed him the picture and I watched as Jordan looked over the picture. First in shock and than seemed to be a little angry.

"Jesus Maddi, you didn't realize it was his child, huh?" Jordan asked sarcastically.

"No I didn't," I answered.

"Well she looks just like him. She also looks like my other niece," he said sarcastically again and rolled his eyes.

"Jordan," his dad warned.

"What? I'm just saying dad, geez you said so yourself she looks just like Mari," Jordan replied.

We all sat in the kitchen discussing other things. Making me realize just how much I had missed all of them. Before I knew it I had the sound of the front door opening and shutting and the sound of little feet heading towards us. I glanced over at the clock and realized it must have been Ryan and Avalon.

"Momma," Ava called out.

"In the kitchen sweetie," I answered.

The sound of her feet running and skidding on the kitchen floor had me looking up at her. I heard Jordan and his dad suck in their breaths. Avalon froze in the middle if the kitchen floor looking back and forth between our guests.

"Hi momma," Ava said shyly, as she came around to me and hide behind my back.

"Hi baby," I answered, turning my head to look at her. "Why don't you came out from behind me."

"Babe, who's here?" Ryan called out, coming to a stop in the kitchen doorway.

I wasn't really sure how to answer that question, what was I going to say? [i]'Oh hi honey, you know nobody important except Avalons grandpa and uncle.'[/i] I thought. Yeah that would go over real well. Especially since I hadn't gotten the chance yet to talk to Ryan about Zach being Ava's dad.

"You," Ryan said lowly in almost a hiss, which was quite shocking to me.

"Carter," Jordan acknowledge with a nod.

"Maddison can I speak with you alone?" Ryan asked keeping his eyes on Jordan.

"Uh yeah sure," I answered, looking around at all three of the gentlemen in the room. "Ava can you stay in here with Mr. Parise and Jordan for a minute?" I asked looking at her now.

"Sure momma," Ava answered.

I got up from my seat and followed Ryan out of the kitchen. As I left I could hear Ava giggling about someone looking like "Mr. Zach." I had to smile about that, wondering if she was talking about Jordan or their dad. Just than it hit me also I was going to have to explain to Ava that "Mr.Zach" was her dad. I followed Ryan as he stomped out the front and into the front lawn. I closed the front behind me so Ava wouldn't hear us.

"What are they doing here?" Ryan practically shouted, turning on me and pointing at the house.

"I guess their in town Ry and they wanted to see me," I replied as calmly as I could.

"And you invited them into our house?" he hissed.

"Yes Ryan, I did. Geez calm down. What was I supposed to do, no invite them in? You know how I feel about the Parise's. You know I count them as family," I said narrowing my eyes, not understanding why he was getting pissed off.

"I want them out of my house," he snapped, as he paced back and forth, tugging on his tie.

"Ryan I'm not going to be rude and just kick them out. What is wrong with you?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Look it's been a long day and I would like to just come home without any Parise's around," he said.

[i]'Oh boy that's going to be harder than you think'[/i] I thought, swallowing the lump in my throat. Just as I was about to respond to him, we both heard a door shut that had both of our attentions turning towards it. Walking up towards us was Zach and I could only guess he was here to either talk to me about the results or his family, or maybe both.

"What is he doing here?" Ryan groaned.

"Ryan," I hissed, now narrowing my eyes at him. Than looking at Zach and trying to squeeze out a smile for him.

"Hi Maddi. Carter," Zach greeted us, when he reached us.

"Hi Zach," I replied, still with my arms crossed. You could feel the tension between all of us.

"Am I interrupting something?" Zach asked, obviously noticing the tension.

"What are you doing here?" Ryan snapped suddenly.

"I came to talk to Maddison, if you don't mind?" Zach said.

"Actually I do," Ryan stated, turning basically to have a standoff with Zach.

"Boys," I muttered rolling my eyes and turning to go back inside. I didn't know what was going on with Ryan but I wasn't going to stand outside and argue with him. Or watch him argue with Zach. I knew I was going to have to talk to him about Avalon and Zach soon. But that would have to wait until he cooled down.

Going back into the kitchen I looked at Jordan, "Can you go outside Jordan and make sure there's not a cock fight?" I asked, almost laughing at the look on his face when I said "cock" to him. I watched as he got up and headed outside.

"Momma what's a cock?" Avalon asked innocently.

I cringed with my back to her. I had forgotten she was in the kitchen. I turned and looked at her sitting on her grandpas lap.

"I'll tell you when your older," I replied.

"Ok," she replied easily, shrugging her shoulder.

[i]'Oh to be that age again and have no worries'[/i] I thought.