Curveball

Chapter 19

**Morgan's POV**

After most people had left, your parents stayed with you guys, your Mom cooked dinner while your Dad played with Kyle.  Adam had gone into the bedroom, still seeing it a mess from where we had left earlier, the sandwich still on the table.  He sat on the edge of the bed and just hung his head down, you had gone with him wanting to make sure he was ok.   Watching him sit there on the edge of the bed, you closed the door and knelt in front of him.  Putting one hand on each of his knees.  He lifted his head slightly and started to cry again.  "It's ok, you cry as much as you need to, I'm going to be here, and I'm not going anywhere.  We will get through this together just like Joanne wanted."  As you kiss away his tears as they fall, resting your forehead against his.  You stay just like this until you hear a knock on the door with your Dad saying dinner is ready.  "Alright Dad we'll be right there."  As you stand up you take Adam's hands and pull him up, "I'm not letting you stare yourself, you haven't eaten anything outside of lunch and you normally eat another 6 times between then and now."  With his hands in yours you walk upstairs together.  You smile softly smelling your mom has made all sorts of comfort food, with the two of them talking and keeping Kyle entertained.  Keeping an eye on Adam as you sit next to one another as you take a breathe of relief as you see him eating, as soon he started his eating machine came out.  That was always the biggest compliment in my family was when people went back for seconds.   At dinner your parents offered to take Kyle for a couple of days, you start to clean up the plates as you allow Adam to make that decision.  You know it would be easier on him to not have to worry about Kyle, between Cynthia, setting up an nursery, the funeral there was a lot to take care of.  After cleaning those dishes and putting them in the washing machine you sneak past everyone heading downstairs where you change the sheets on his bed and make the bed.  Closing her closet door,  going to the bathroom, putting her personal items in the basket she had told you to. You sighed as you finished feeling the knot in your throat come back.  Putting the sheets you had taken off on top of the basket along with the plate of food with you, you put the sheets in the washing machine, the box in the closet in your bedroom before heading back upstairs.  

Getting back upstairs, you take care of the plate and back to the table, judging by Kyle's expression it looks like Adam had agreed to go to your house.  Getting the confirmation from your mom, "Morgan can you help pack some things up for Kyle, he wants to see all the Disney things we have!" You smile, "No problem Mom I'll do that right now."  You head downstairs now knowing where everything was, you grab Kyle's bag as you grab a bunch of clothes, just in case he gets dirty or messy and they need to change him a couple of times.  Along with a couple of his favorite stuffies and action figures.  When you come back up, you see Adam & your Dad talking, observing and smile when you see Adam hug your Dad tight.   It's right around then they stand up with your Mom coming out of the kitchen with Kyle.  "It's been a long day and we all should try to get some sleep, so let's head out for the night.  Morgan & Adam we are just a phone call away always.  Don't worry about Kyle we got him."  You hug each of your parents tight as you kiss them on the cheek, scooping Kyle up and hugging him and kissing him on the forehead, "Now you be a good boy for my Mom & Dad, have fun."  "Ok Morgan" he says as he hugs you, and Adam is next to you as you hand him off.  Adam echos your words in a way only a Dad can say when it comes to his kid.  When they leave, it is Adam & you alone in the house for the first time ever.  

"With all that happened earlier I didn't know when would be a good time, but here is Joanne's jewelry.  Tomorrow I'll wake up early and call the funeral home,  then I'll call the place for the nursery furniture. Do want me to call your agent?"  Wanting to try and take as much of the burden off him as possible.  He pulls you in his arms and hugs you against him as you wrap your hands around him sighing into his chest.    Taking your hand he walks into the office as he sits on the couch and pulling you onto his lap.  "We'll call together, you said before we are in this together."  You kiss him softly, then kiss his forehead.   "Yes we will get through this together."