"Is there an off button?" Morgan asked, covering her ears. Karrow only got louder and louder. "Shhh..." Ross said as he carried him. The baby stopped crying, and buried his face in Ross' chest. "I guess he wanted to be carried." Ross said, sitting on the couch. Laura came back from upstairs. "You got him to stop crying?" Laura asked. "Yup." Ross said. The baby might have a speaking a disorder, but he sure can be a fuss, and cry loudly. "He wanted out of the crib." Ross chuckled. Laura smiled and sat next to Morgan. "And how you doing?" Laura asked Morgan. "I'm fine, Mom." She said. "Okay. I'm gonna go grocery shopping. Cya soon." She got up and kissed Morgan and Karrows head, and kissed Ross' lips. "How about i-"
"Its okay Ross. I'm fine. Bye." She said, and left. He shrugs, and looks down at Karrow, who was chewing on Ross' shirt with his no-teeth mouth. "Ah ah." Ross said, pulling his mouth away from his now wet shirt, and replacing it with his pacifier. "He looks a lot like you and Mommy. More than me." She said. "Aw don't say that peach. You definitely look like Laura and I." He smiles. She looks up. "You even look like Rydel." He said. She giggles. "Really?"
"Yup." He smiled. Karrow began to cry. "Whats wrong?" She asked him. "He's just sleepy. I'll him to take a nap." Ross said, and walked upstairs. Morgan nods and she gives attention back to the TV. He came back downstairs, and sat on the couch. "Laura was supposed to be here by now." Ross mumbled.
"Maybe Mommy is stuck in traffic?" She asked. "Yeah. I'm sure your right." He said. She nods. "You hungry?"
"Mhm."
"Alright. What do you want to eat?"
"Anything." She said. "Okie. How about an omelet?" He asked. She thinks. "Okie!" She said.
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Ross paces back and fourth. "Daddy, don't worry."
"No. That's it...I'm calling her right now." He said. He picked up his phone, and called her. "Pick up pick up.." He mumbled. Someone picked up. "Hello? Laura-"
"R-Ross... Help me.." A voice said. "Laura? Where are you?"
"I don't know! They're gonna kill me.." She said. "What!? Who!?"
"I-"
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"I-"
And the line went dead.
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Sorry that was short. And sorry to keep you waiting. I have a stomach ache..
BYE
-Ana
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Finding my Mother \\Ross Lynch|Raura
FanfictionMorgan was a young 6 year old. She lived with her father Ross Lynch. She never knew who her mother was, and her daddy never liked talking about it. Every night, she would hear her daddy cry and cry. And when he did, she would ask why is he crying, b...
