Come Home

Chapter 51

"Go way," she mumbled as she wrapped her arms around Gabe's neck, "cuddle with my Gabey, no sharing now, share my Gabey waiter."

"I fucking love drunk Alice," Gabe chuckled as he sat back up, making her straddle his lap.

"Not drunk," she mumbled before weakly slapping his back, "quit moving."

"I'm not moving," Gabe chuckled as he held her tighter, "and you are so drunk."

"Whatev," she rolled her eyes, "I jus tipsy."

"Alright, well, I fucking love tipsy Alice," Gabe smirked as he rubbed her back.

"I wub my cuddly Gabey," she mumbled into his neck.

"And I love my troublesome Alice," he smirked, "now come on our tipsy wife, time to eat."

"Wanna know secret?" she asked in a loud whisper as she pulled back to look into his eyes. He smirked at her glazed excited eyes while carefully carrying her down the stairs. "Do you?"

"Sure Trouble," he chuckled as he entered the dining room with Jackson and Jasper behind him.

"What's going on?" Marc asked.

"Trouble has a fucking secret she's about to tell me," Gabe smirked.

"Pomis no telling anyone," she pointed her finger at him in a somewhat serious way. "No one else Gabey, our wittle...wit...little secret."

"Alright," he nodded while trying to hold back a laugh, "I promise not to tell anyone your secret."

She looked at him suspiciously, "You not my Gabey, put me down right now!"

"Oy, I'm your fucking Gabey," he rolled his eyes while shooting Luke, who had his hand over his mouth to try and prevent him from laughing, a death glare.

"You no cussing, my Gabey cusses," she said as she tried to get out of his hold.

"Quit your fucking moving right now," Gabe looked at her so sternly that she froze. "Now," he closed his eyes and sighed before looking at her again, "I'm your fucking Gabey, I always have been and I always will be. We are yours and are ours then, now, and forever. I still fucking cuss like a goddamn sailor and you're just going to have to get used to the fucking idea that sometimes when I'm serious I don't goddamn cuss, got it?"

Her breath hitched as she nodded, "Got it, Gabey. No like serious Gabey, sound like Owen and Jackson. Want my Gabey back but got it serious Gabe means no cussing like sailor."

"Good girl," he smirked. "Now I fucking promise not to tell anyone your secret, so tell me."

She rolled her eyes then leaned forward again, tightening her hold around his neck. She wrapped a finger around his hair and whispered loudly, "I used dream being your wife, all sixteen you, everyone happy, me spoiled yet still do whatever I want, me wearing pretty collar, bracelet, necklace, oh and ring, and guess what?" she giggled as Gabriel groaned at the imagines running through his brain, making him tighten his hold on her hips.

"What's that, my Trouble?" his voice dropped lower.

"Every time you say our, my, and wife, it makes my heart race and my tummy all funny," she pouted, "but we keep hurting each other so I left now I'm back and scared."

"Oh Trouble," he sighed as he kissed her forehead, "I get that. We're scared too. Not of you running again but of us breaking your heart again. We don't want to do anything that will cause that to happen ever again. I fucking pinky promise," he smirked at her giggle, "you, Alice Gates, are our girl and sometime very soon you will be our wife. You just have to try and trust us again and," he leaned in until he was right beside her ear, "you need to sober up so fucking eat the taco salad that North and Marc made you right now."

"Tacos!" She laughed as she pointed to the table. "Food now, please Meanie!"

"Yes Ma'am," He chuckled as he walked her over to the table. A quick glance told him that he wasn't the only one with mixed emotions racing through them. "Here you go, enjoy."

"Yay," she beamed as she shifted from side to side with a happy grin on her face. She took a bite of the salad and moaned in happiness. "Perfect!"

"Glad you like it," Gabe smirked as he sat down next to her.

"I love it," she corrected as she took another bite. "Try it."

He took the bite from her and nodded, "yep, perfect."

"I know," she smirked as she took another bite. "Oh, you know what we should do tonight?" She asked excitedly as she slapped his arm. "We should go to the club and dance! Come on Gabey it'll be so much fun! Come on dance with me!"

She hopped up and started pulling on his arm. "Alright, alright, later," he chuckled as he pulled her back to the table, "first eat and then we'll go fucking dancing."

Axel leaned over and whispered to Jackson and Jasper, "I think things are about to be very interesting."