After the contentious custody battle, Frank & Mary go on with their lives as usual. But it isn't until an eventful night at Ferg's that Frank starts to wonder if maybe his life might be missing something. Now that his niece has a normal life, maybe...
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Warning: Some adult sexual content
Joey slowly stirred from her sleep and quickly regretted opening her eyes. Her head was pounding and she felt like she had just been hit by a bus. Hangovers were never fun, but they especially weren't fun when you were waking up in a strange bed, alone, and were still feeling terrible about the everything that had happened the night before.
The thick curtains were still drawn as Joey let her eyes adjust to the dim light of the posh hotel room and noticed that Frank and the kids weren't there. Then she slowly replayed all of the drama that had transpired in her mind before she even attempted to move a muscle. Needless to say, she regretted all of the wine that she had drunk with Frank's mother and foolishly vowed to never consume alcohol again for as long as she lived.
Joey could hear the faint sounds of cartoons playing in the living area and Mary and Sam laughing and she loved that they still sounded like normal happy kids and promised herself that she'd never get annoyed by their loud boisterous sounds ever again. Sam and Mary meant everything to her and Joey wanted them to have the best childhood possible, despite Mitch's appearance her life.
Her mother must have made similar promises to herself about her and Alice, Joey mused. Maybe Evelyn was right, history did have a way of repeating itself.
Joey wanted to see her kids and cuddle them and even considered leaving the comfort of her warm cozy bed to join them. But before she could drag her lazy butt out from the luxurious thousand thread count sheets, the door to the guest room slowly opened and Frank tiptoed inside wearing yesterday's clothes, carrying a tray of goodies with him.
He didn't know that she was already awake and he was trying very hard not to disturb her. Frank was adorable and, for as horrible as Joey physically felt, she just couldn't take her eyes off of him as he quietly placed the tray on the nightstand and sat down on the bed beside her. She was so happy that, once they moved in together, he would always be the first person that she saw every morning. Frank was her person. Even her crazy hangover couldn't hide the butterflies that he always gave her.
She only hoped that he still wanted to move in with her after everything that had happened. Joey cringed when she remembered how she'd cried excessively on his shoulder as soon as he'd walked through the door last night. She'd been a drunk emotional mess but, in his defense, Frank had stepped up and hadn't hesitated to look after her the best that her could. In fact, Joey's heart warmed as she remembered how tender he was with her and how supportive he had been. She loved that man's heart and how he always tried to put her happiness before his own.
Joey was so proud of him and how far he'd come since they'd gotten together. Frank was really a dream come true. He was proving to her that he was a person that she could lean on when life enevidably got rough and messy. He was really trying to have an honest meaningful relationship with her and she admired all of the effort that he put in everyday. Joey knew that allowing himself to experience such deep intimacy had never been easy for him. She just hoped that she worth all of his effort. She wanted to be his dream come true as well.
