"Let me take her," Gracie smiles as she tries to take her daughter from Nicholson's arms but he just shakes his head no.

"She is sleeping, she may wake up if moved," he states before he walks towards the couch and sits with the baby in his arms.

"I have doubts we will get our daughter back from him," Tristan whispers in his wife's ears who nudges him on the side.

"Ssh" she scolds him before she walks towards her brother and sits next to him.

Nicholson smiles as he puts one of his arms around Gracie's shoulder and pulls her in his arms and she puts her head on the his shoulder while they stare at Tracie.

"Did mom come and visit?" he asks as he faces her.

"Yeah, she planned to stay but dad is unwell and dad has strictly asked her to not move an inch taking his germs along with her to us" she smiles as she pushes the blanket covering her daughter down to stare at her face.

"Yeah, guess his age is catching up to him, why don't you plan to come stay with them for a while, I am sure Tracie will like having more people around her" he suggests.

"I will let you know if I do"

Nicholson pulls his arm away from her before holding her wrist and slowing touching the area where the evidence of what she did was still there.

"Bro"

Nicholson just sighs before kissing both of her wrists before pushing her head near him as he kisses her forehead as well.

"You have Tracie now, just think about her. Do not let your head wander to things that will only end up hurting you, okay...

Just have happy thoughts, everything you want is right here is it not?" he asks and she nods her head not knowing what else to say.

"You are happy right?" he asks as he keeps staring at her face searching for any sign of sadness.

"Yes" she smiles as she hugs her brother ruffles her hair lovingly.

*******

"Stay for dinner" Gracie speaks as she walks towards the door along with her brother.

"I have some things that needs my attention, I will join you guys later" he smiles as he pinches her cheek before touching Tracie's nose who squeals seeing him before holding on his finger.

"She already likes you"

"I know I will miss her too. She is a good stress reliever," he points as he kisses his niece forehead before saying his goodbye.

"See you later, little one. Be good to your mother and no more meeting is hospitals okay" he talks and she just smiles.

"Maybe you should find a wife soon and make your own stress reliever," Gracie teases making him narrow his eyes at her.

"I will ignore that" he chuckles as he caresses her cheek before saying his goodbye and walking towards his car.

"Say bye-bye Uncle Nick" Gracie coos at her daughter as she waves her daughter's little hands while watching her brother drive away.

Gracie walks inside of the house before locking the door; she walks straight towards the crib and puts Tracie in it before giving her the doll Nicholson brought for her before heading towards the kitchen.

Wrapping her arms around Tristan's waist, she bends to the side to watch what he was cooking.

"Ah" she opens her mouth as he feeds her the slice of boiled chicken meat.

"Yum, yum" she moans making him laugh.

"Someone is in good mood"

"Yes, I am so very happy" she grins before she goes to stand facing him.

"Oh really now and may I know how much?" he asks.

"This much" she states childishly throwing her arms and Tristan picks her up making her yelp.

"Only this much" he teases as he carries her towards the living room where their daughter as playing.

*******

Tristan sits on the couch with Gracie in his lap before he slowly kisses her. Gracie gasps as Tristan's hands starts to roam under her t-shirt and she pulls away at once.

"What, is it too fast?" he asks alarmed and Gracie shakes her head no before she tries to get away from him But Tristan wraps his arms around her waist to hold her still.

"What is it? Am I making you uncomfortable?" he asks once again but Gracie just gulps before she closes her eyes and takes deep breaths.

"I just don't want you to see me"

"What?" he asks in confusion before she unwraps his arms from around her before she slowly pulls her t-shirt up and Tristan stays still.

"Fuck" he curses as he slowly turns her around to find marks all over her body.

"Do you still want me?" she asks holding his face in her hands and Tristan pulls her in for a hug.

"Even more now" he speaks making her smile at his answer.

"You not saying that just so you can get laid right?" she teases and Tristan pulls her away from him.

"I will not touch you until you want it Gracie, how can you doubt"

"Okay, okay, I was just teasing you. God, if it was not for me I m sure you would have still stayed a virgin" she giggles and he glares at her.

"I was not a virgin," he grumbles as he tries to push her away this time and she wraps both her arms and legs around him.

"Aww, did I made daddy angry"

"Let go of me"

"No"

"I don't find this funny"

"But I do, you are so cute when you get angry at me"

"I am not talking with you"

"Then don't" she grins as she pulls her hand away before snapping her bra away and Tristan gulps as it falls down between them.

"What...what are you doing?" he stammers, as he cannot pull his eyes off her chest.

"Going to feed Tracie" she speaks as she tries to turn around but Tristan holds her once again back to him.

"She just ate," he whispers as he slowly puts his hand on one of her breast scared she will swat his hands away.

"You look like you are going to faint anytime soon" she whispers in his war hotly.

"Maybe we should continue this when Tracie is asleep" he finalizes as he pushes her way from his lap at once.

"Hey" she shouts before she pulls her t-shirt to hide herself.

*******

"Are you really going to ignore me?" Gracie asks as she stands at the doorway watching her husband.

"You sleep I will join in a while, got to finish this" he speaks as he starts to type furiously in his laptop.

"I am not going to jump you if you come and sleep besides me," she teases walking to where he was seated.

"This is really important," he grumbles before sighing when she runs her hand on his hair sitting on the armrest.

"What's bothering you?" she asks softly before she closes the laptop and pulls it away from him.

"Nothing, just go sleep" he sighs as he closes his eyes.

"Was I too forward?" she asks straddling his lap before massaging his head.

"No"

"Then what is it? What's bothering you?" she asks once again as she kisses on his jaw making him groan.

"That I am so stupid"

"Why?" she chuckles.

"I let bad things happen to you, when all you did was love me," he groans as he holds her face and touches their forehead together.

"It was not your fault"

"If I had only..."

"Ssh, we both were at fault at that moment. I was too naïve, I still am. You were doing the right thing but it was all wrong in my eyes and I am glad I proved you wrong," she whispers as she pecks on his lip.

"I am glad for that as well. You and Tracie are the best thing that has happened to me" he smiles pushing her hair away as he kisses her forehead.

"Tristan I am your wife and if I have to remind you that one more time then you will be in trouble"

"What?" he asks in confusion not understanding her threat.

"Kiss me like I am your wife because I need some serious loving from you and even if I love this soft side of yours I do not want softness right now" she grins as she pulls him closer to her holding on to his collar.

"Oh" he smiles as he rubs the back of his head before nodding his head.

"Aww, you are such a cutie and that's why I love you the most" she laughs as she kisses him.

*******

"Shit" Tristan curses as he moves away from Gracie while she laughs seeing him jump.

"She is awake," he hisses as he searches for his pants.

"Relax, I will get her"

"Get dressed," he scolds her as he tries to cover her naked body.

"Why getting hard?" she teases making him roll his eyes before she throws his boxer at his way before picking up his shirt and covering herself before she goes to pick up her crying daughter.

"Hey honey buns, hungry," she coos and the girl pulls her mother's hair as if punishing her for making her cry.

"She is mad" Gracie smiles walking back towards their bed as she puts her above the blanket Tristan had put on top of the bed sheet.

Tristan puts the bottle of warm water while he passes some wipes to Gracie so she can clean their daughter.

"Can you go warm some milk for her?" she asks as she changes Tracie's diaper.

"Why?" he asks in confusion, as Gracie always feed her breast milk, when Tracie woke up in middle of the night hungry.

"Because her father drank all of her milk tonight," she informs before laughing as he looks at her sheepishly.

"Fine" he breathes before he walks out of the door.

"Did you sleep well baby?" Gracie starts to talk with her daughter who has now let go of the bottle and was looking at her mother curiously.

"Daddy is going to bring your food okay, so have a little patience. So, did you like your uncle Nick...

He is wonderful is he not," she asks picking up Tracie who was quiet.

"You did scare us for a while, so no more getting sick okay?" she speaks before walking towards the kitchen.

"TT" she calls before she takes the bottle from his hand and passes Tracie to him.

"She is quiet"

"Yeah, may be being sick did a toll on her" she states before putting few drops of milk in her hand to check the temperature before she walks towards the living room and helps Tracie drink her milk.

*******

"I found something behind the bottle of shampoo" Gracie speaks as she watches Tracie drink her milk.

"What?" he asks not knowing what she was talking about.

"Well I thought I knew everything about you"

"What is your point?"

"A bottle of brandy"

"Oh" he smiles ghostly before staring at Gracie who looks at him for an answer.

"The last time I drank was the day you came here," he confesses making her smile.

"Is it a bad habit?"

"I like to drink once a while when I am alone"

"And now?"

"I am never alone when you are here and now Tracie is here to put her father's bad habit at the very back of his mind," he states making her nod.

"Good" she smiles.

Tristan grabs the back of her head pulling her closer as he kisses her forehead before letting her go.