Time flew by in the Gray household. As much as Leia hated to admit it, life did move on without Noah’s constant presence in the house. Noah was already a few month’s into his sentence and up until now, his family had been working tirelessly to get him out. Because of the severity of his case, Noah’s bail was pretty high, more money than the family had accumulated in the few short months. Caleb, if he really tried, could get the money in a few short appearances but Noah begged him not to go on TV and risk the privacy of his family. He had worked so hard to protect them and a few dollars wasn’t worth the utter turmoil. Noah made Caleb swear not to interfere and he had no choice but to oblige. In turn, his reputation in had not been so flattering. People were claiming he didn’t care about his family because he wouldn’t bail him out and others were calling him a wash out who couldn’t afford to post bail even if he wanted to.
None of that mattered to anyone in the Gray family. Leia did everything Noah told her, whether she wanted to or not, because she loved him and trusted him. She didn’t want to leave Apollo home on her visits to him, but Noah made her promise not to because he didn’t want his son to see him like that. She didn’t want Caleb to avoid paying bail, but again, Noah made everyone promise. Something about a promise to Noah, was sacred. Nobody dared disobey anything he said. Maybe it was Leia’s grief making her cling to his every word.
One particular evening, Leia was bedridden. She had been feeling extremely depressed. Seeing Noah through a glass wasn’t enough for her, but she refused to lay it out on everyone else. Apollo was now five years old and beginning to understand things. He kept asking things like, where’s daddy? Or even refusing to eat his dinner until daddy came home. It had been really hard on Leia. Everytime Apollo made a remark like that, she felt a pit in her stomach. She didn’t want her child to grow up hating their father like she did. So, she told Apollo lies. She told him that his dad was coming back soon but she never said where he went and always avoided the question.
Leia jumped out of bed and began to scream frantically, “Is anyone there!?”
Caleb ran into the room. “Leia…is everything alright?”
“Caleb, thank god you’re here. My water just broke….I’m having the baby!”
“Oh my…what do we do!?” He began to panic.
“Take me to the hospital NOW!”
“Leia, I’ll wait outside and let everyone know what’s happening,” Caleb said in a panic.
Leia tried to nod but pain shot through her body.
“Sir, you don’t want to go in with your wife?” The nurse asked.
“She’s not my…” Caleb began.
“HE’S MY BROTHER IN LAW. NOW HURRY THIS BABY IS COMING OUT!” Leia shouted.
“Oh, uhm right. Let’s go!” The nurse said nervously.
After 26 hours of pain and an exhausted Lorie and Caleb, the baby was finally born. A baby boy named Ambrose Gray. She had tried to ask Noah what he’d like to name the baby if it was a boy and what he’d like to name it if it was a girl and he told her to just surprise him. Secretly, he didn’t feel like he deserved to be making a big decision like that, if he wouldn’t even be able to be there when the baby was born.
“Ambrose huh?” Caleb yawned, throwing his arms up.
“Aww Apollo and Ambrose! Double A!” Lorie fist pumped.
“I’m just as excited as you are to have this baby, but jeez Lorie, it’s way too early for this!’ Leia exclaimed.
“Another nephew! Beautiful little baby boy. Can I be his godmother?”
“You’re already Apollo’s godmother,” Caleb rolled his eyes.
“Well, you know…there’s no rule that says I can’t be both!”
“Share the wealth Lorie. Caleb, will you be his godfather?” Leia asked, turning to him.
“What? Me!? I’d be honored Lei!”
Lorie smiled brightly in return. “He’s so cute!!”
Days turned into weeks and weeks turned to months. Those months eventually turned into years. Leia and Caleb both visited Noah weekly. They’d alternate. When it was Leia’s turn to visit Noah, Caleb would watch Ambrose and Apollo and vice versa. Daisy after much deliberation, decided that it would be best for her, Cyrus and Tasha to move out and live on their own. Leia wasn’t offended in anyway, as she understood their predicament. The house was just getting too cramped for everyone.
Two very important birthdays had passed. Apollo celebrated his tenth birthday with a party. It had marked five years since Noah’s original sentence. He was halfway there. Apollo insisted on having his grandparents, uncles Cyrus and Kayden and aunts Lorie and Daisy come over to celebrate. He had a blast. Of course the massive amount of presents was an added bonus.
“You’re ten already, little man?” Cyrus asked.
“Heck yeah uncle C!” Apollo grinned.
“Hey, I thought I was uncle C!” Caleb jokingly complained.
“No way. You’re uncle Rock Star! Mom showed me all of your shows on the internet! So cool!”
“Not as cool as Uncle C, right?” Cyrus poked his cheek.
“You’re both cool in different ways!” Apollo smiled. Of course Caleb held a special place in Apollo’s life because he saw him on a daily basis, but Apollo was too kind to point that out.
“Did you make a wish?“ Caleb asked.
“Of course! But I can’t tell you because then it won’t come true!” How desperately Apollo had wanted it to come true.