MacsLovlyAngl
Head of the Graveyard Shift
Once the mess was cleaned up the kids did up the dishes while Anya and Mackenzie bathed the little ones.
"Hey Anya? How you feeling lately? You seem a little more happy."
"I am Mackenzie. It's still hard some days. I can feel myself slip back when I forget to take my meds, or just before it's time too. I can feel myself become really angry, especially towards Michael. But he's so patient and understands."
"Aww..yeah. My brothers always been like that. He's amazing when it comes to those he loves and cares about. How are the kids handling the child Psychologist?"
"Tyler's okay with it. Caroline isn't to sure. She's trying to handle it on her own. Then other times she wishes she could live with her papa and nana like MJ does."
"Aww..I'm sorry. I guess it can't be easy for any of you not having MJ home. But he's doing great here with mom and dad. I mean he's just started using a cane, and only walks with a limp now. His speech has picked up, though his muscle tone is still weak in some areas."
"Yeah...that's true. I just wish he could forgive me. I mean he didn't even look my way once. It makes it so hard on all of us as a family."
"I know it does Anya. But let me tell you something. MJ is alot like Michael. When Mick was young he could hold a grudge for months, or even years before letting heal. Especially if it hurt him in his heart. Just give MJ time. He'll come around soon. Until then all you can do is keep telling him you love him."
After they had the little ones in bed they headed back downstairs.
"Mom...can MJ and I sit out on the patio for a while."
"Sure Lindsay. But only on the porch, and you kids keep the light on."
"Yes mom. Geezz."
Helping MJ outside they sat on the lovers swing. Taking her hand in his, he leaned over and kissed her quickly on the lips.
'I looove Yooou."
"I love you too MJ. Alot."
Laying her head on his shoulder they watched the waves hit the shore.
Back inside the adults had coffee while the older children played video games.
"Mom...has MJ talked anymore about coming home?"
"No son. He hasn't mentioned it at all. Everytime we approach the subject he walks away. I wish I had better news for you. But I don't. Though he did have a sweet crush on his Therapist. Till Lindsay gave her the look, and she explained that her and MJ were just friends. Leanne has even planned a double date for them all when MJ is able to walk fully. Kind of like a reward for doing great."
"Yeah. I like Leanne. She's wonderful with MJ. I can't blame him for the crush. She's very pretty." he teased.
Walking back in on the conversation MJ said...
"Who's pretty dad?"
"Leanne son. Your therapist."
"Tsk...whatever Uncle Michael. She can be as pretty as she wants. But MJ is mine. So she can keep her hands off him."
Everyone laughed.
"Aww...sweet innocence. It's the cutest." Smiled Mackenzie.
With everyone gone home Mac helped MJ get ready for bed.
"Papa..."
"Mhmmm...what is it son?"
"Are yoou haaappy I'm heere?"
"Of course son. Your nana and I love having you. You are wonderful and we love you so much."
"I looove yooou too paaapaa."
Reaching up he hugged his papa tightly.
"Ooohhh.....free hugs. Where's mine?"
Sitting on the bed MJ gave his nana a nice tight hug too.
"Mm..thank you. You give lovely hugs MJ. I love you, have a good sleep."
"I wiiil naanaa...niiight."
"Night MJ. Angels watch over you and keep you safe."
Leaving his room Mac took Stella's hand and pulled her towards him.
"What is it Mac?"
Looking passionately into her eyes. Stella knew exactly what he was thinking, and hoping.
"I know Mac. It's going to be okay. One step at a time. We still have a long way to go before any decisions are made."
"Hey Anya? How you feeling lately? You seem a little more happy."
"I am Mackenzie. It's still hard some days. I can feel myself slip back when I forget to take my meds, or just before it's time too. I can feel myself become really angry, especially towards Michael. But he's so patient and understands."
"Aww..yeah. My brothers always been like that. He's amazing when it comes to those he loves and cares about. How are the kids handling the child Psychologist?"
"Tyler's okay with it. Caroline isn't to sure. She's trying to handle it on her own. Then other times she wishes she could live with her papa and nana like MJ does."
"Aww..I'm sorry. I guess it can't be easy for any of you not having MJ home. But he's doing great here with mom and dad. I mean he's just started using a cane, and only walks with a limp now. His speech has picked up, though his muscle tone is still weak in some areas."
"Yeah...that's true. I just wish he could forgive me. I mean he didn't even look my way once. It makes it so hard on all of us as a family."
"I know it does Anya. But let me tell you something. MJ is alot like Michael. When Mick was young he could hold a grudge for months, or even years before letting heal. Especially if it hurt him in his heart. Just give MJ time. He'll come around soon. Until then all you can do is keep telling him you love him."
After they had the little ones in bed they headed back downstairs.
"Mom...can MJ and I sit out on the patio for a while."
"Sure Lindsay. But only on the porch, and you kids keep the light on."
"Yes mom. Geezz."
Helping MJ outside they sat on the lovers swing. Taking her hand in his, he leaned over and kissed her quickly on the lips.
'I looove Yooou."
"I love you too MJ. Alot."
Laying her head on his shoulder they watched the waves hit the shore.
Back inside the adults had coffee while the older children played video games.
"Mom...has MJ talked anymore about coming home?"
"No son. He hasn't mentioned it at all. Everytime we approach the subject he walks away. I wish I had better news for you. But I don't. Though he did have a sweet crush on his Therapist. Till Lindsay gave her the look, and she explained that her and MJ were just friends. Leanne has even planned a double date for them all when MJ is able to walk fully. Kind of like a reward for doing great."
"Yeah. I like Leanne. She's wonderful with MJ. I can't blame him for the crush. She's very pretty." he teased.
Walking back in on the conversation MJ said...
"Who's pretty dad?"
"Leanne son. Your therapist."
"Tsk...whatever Uncle Michael. She can be as pretty as she wants. But MJ is mine. So she can keep her hands off him."
Everyone laughed.
"Aww...sweet innocence. It's the cutest." Smiled Mackenzie.
With everyone gone home Mac helped MJ get ready for bed.
"Papa..."
"Mhmmm...what is it son?"
"Are yoou haaappy I'm heere?"
"Of course son. Your nana and I love having you. You are wonderful and we love you so much."
"I looove yooou too paaapaa."
Reaching up he hugged his papa tightly.
"Ooohhh.....free hugs. Where's mine?"
Sitting on the bed MJ gave his nana a nice tight hug too.
"Mm..thank you. You give lovely hugs MJ. I love you, have a good sleep."
"I wiiil naanaa...niiight."
"Night MJ. Angels watch over you and keep you safe."
Leaving his room Mac took Stella's hand and pulled her towards him.
"What is it Mac?"
Looking passionately into her eyes. Stella knew exactly what he was thinking, and hoping.
"I know Mac. It's going to be okay. One step at a time. We still have a long way to go before any decisions are made."