Come Home

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*next morning*

Riker

I open my eyes to realize I fell asleep on the couch. Memories come back to me as I slowly start to sit up. I hear Luka crying so I get up and try to comfort him, but nothing works. Ross always calms him down, I can't.

"Shhh buddy. It's okay. It's alright I got you. Daddy's right here." I say quietly to the little bundle of joy in my arms. [A/N I can't remember how old Luka is so just say he's 1 1/2.]

"Dadda." He says and points at me with his index finger.

"Yeah daddy's got you. There's nothing to be afraid of."

"Dadda!" He says. "Me want dadda!"

"I know Luka. I know me too." I say and try to hold my tears in. "Come on buddy please. Please be good for daddy."

As soon as I said that Luka goes silent and looks at me. His little tiny hand comes up to my nose and starts playing with it. Then my mouth.

"I love you buddy." I say quietly and kiss his forehead.

I head downstairs with Luka in my arms and I start making breakfast.

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"Layla breakfast!" I yell for my daughter.

We all sit down and eat our food in silence.

"Luka you're making a mess." I say as I watch him. He's hitting the pancake with his hand and mushing it all up. Then he takes the plates and puts it in front of his high chair. "No Luka don't you dare!" I say and go to grab the plate, but I wasn't quick enough. He dumped the whole plate full of pancakes on the floor.

"Shows how good I cook." I say and start picking up the pieces of pancake very frustrated and angry.

"Come on let's go give you a bath." I say and pick Luka up and head upstairs to the bathroom.

I set Luka into the warm water and wash him. Ross usually gives him a bath..

God how can I be so stupid? I need Ross more than anything. This whole morning hasn't gone right because Ross isn't here. I need him, the kids need him.

I take Luka out of the tub and put fresh clothes on him.

"There you go buddy, all better. Now lets go watch some cartoons." I say and take him into the living room. I reach for the phone and I dial Ross's number.

He needs to come home...

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