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Give Me Love - Part Two

In the morning, Ryan found that two of Theresa's friends had stay the night, and they gave him the cold shoulder as he made coffee. Ryan mostly ignored Theresa when she tried to talk to him, and when she finally shuffled off to the bathroom to take a shower, the two friends openly glared at him.

"Don't get involved when you only know her side of it," he told them.

"She's pregnant, asshole," one of them said.

"Yeah, I know," Ryan said. "Trust me, I know." He rinsed out his coffee cup and grabbed his hoodie before heading out. It was a long walk to the diner he'd told Caleb about, but it wasn't as bad in the early morning light as it had been in the dark the night before. When he got there, he ordered a coffee and sat at a booth to nurse the drink until Caleb showed up around 11am.

"Didn't expect you to get here this early," Ryan said.

"I didn't want to risk you thinking I wasn't coming," Caleb said as he slid into the booth, accepting the menu a waitress brought over with the coffee pot to refill Ryan's cup. "Have you ordered food?"

"Just coffee," Ryan said.

"Get another menu for him, please," Caleb said.

"You don't..."

"When did you last eat?"

"Lunch yesterday," Ryan admitted.

"Order something," Caleb instructed. "We'll talk after we eat."

Ryan tried to order a small sandwich, but Caleb insisted they make it the larger version, complete with fries on the side, and once Ryan ahd the food in front of him he was grateful the man had done so, since he found himself starving. When they had both finished, Caleb sat back in his seat.

"What happened last night?"

Ryan sighed, shaking his head, then explained about Theresa never picking him up or calling, and the party he'd finally gotten home to find. "I know I can't just leave, Theresa has no savings at all, spends all of her paycheck on clothes and magazines... but... I want to. I really want to. So I need you to talk me out of it. Tell me how I'll just mess up their lives again. That they're better off without me..."

"I can't," Caleb said.


"After I saw you yesterday, I went to see Kirsten. Don't worry, I didn't mention you directly, but I did... I asked her why she was so upset about you. Played it off as wondering why she cared as much about you being gone as she does about Seth." Caleb considered for a moment. "She told me she wasn't happy with your presence at first either. Then at the Cotillion set up you told her you used to want to be an architect. You were interested on an architectural tour of Newport. You'd been interested in the models for developments the Newport Group was working on, curious, asked intelligent questions."

"I like building, I like the idea of designing something that will last longer than I will," Ryan admitted. "Not gonna happen, but I like the idea of it."

"It can happen."

"No, it can't."

"Why not?"

"Because... I have to be here, I have to take care of my daughter..."

"You're sixteen and you have no business playing grown up..."

"Someone has to, and it obviously is not gonna be Theresa," Ryan said.

"Let Kirsten and Sandy be the adults," Caleb said pointedly. "They'll help you get custody. They may need to technically have custody until you're eighteen, but they'll do it willing. Let them."

"You're suppose to talk me out of that!" Ryan said. "Did you not listen to anything I said in the voicemail or today?"

"I think it's best for them, for you, and for your daughter, if you go back to Newport."

Ryan sighed. "I really want to."

"Then why not? From what you've said, I'm going to assume you're paying all the bills while she uses her paycheck for frivolous unneeded things. You work as many hours as you can to support her, and she... does what? Works a few hours then goes home and watches soap operas?"

"Pretty much," Ryan agreed.

"Where was the crib going to go for the baby? Her room or yours?"

"Mine," Ryan said. "All the baby stuff is in my room except the stuff from the baby shower last night."

"So, despite how many hours you're working to pay her way, you were also going to be primary care giver?"

Ryan sighed, but nodded. "Yeah, I guess. I have more patience..."

"You'd have to, putting up with Seth's comic book nonsense," Caleb agreed, smiling slightly when Ryan laughed softly. "Why can't you do the same in Newport? The pool house is large enough for a crib. I'm certain it actually has more room than your room here."

"It does," Ryan agreed.

"You could work part time if you insisted. There's an opening at the Newport Group for an intern in the architects office."

"Are you seriously offering me a job? And aren't most internships unpaid, which does me no good?"

"Yes, and not ours. We pay our interns. It would be an hour or two after school each day, we could arrange it so you could go home and check on the baby in between. You'd have income that you could save up."

"And if I got back together with Marissa you wouldn't be pissed?" Ryan asked.

"It's better than some of her other options."


"She's... involved... with the yard boy and thinks no one knows. I'm not as old and senile as she thinks."

Ryan snorted. "No, you're old, but you're sharp witted and manipulative as hell," he said. "And convincing."


"She won't just give me the baby," Ryan said.

"Don't ask. You know this life isn't good for you or that baby. You know that, and so does that girl."

"I already told her if she let Eddie near her or the baby I'd take the baby and she'd never see her again," Ryan admitted. "She was shocked, but promised."

"Do you believe her?"

"No. Theresa's like me, she just wants someone to love her, and if I refuse to, well... Eddie was always the other guy."


Ryan looked up to see Marco rushing in. "Marco? What's..."

"You weren't answering your cell and I thought I saw you come in here earlier... Caesar got a call from a hospital trying to reach you. Theresa was admitted, she's in bad shape."

"What?" Ryan said, hurrying to get up.

Caleb stood and tossed three twenties on the table. "I'll drive," he said. "What hospital?"


When they got to the hospital, they were told Theresa had been taken upstairs for an emergency c-section, the baby in danger, and Caleb had gone with Ryan up to the waiting room there, sitting beside him in the uncomfortable chairs.

"You way over tipped," Ryan finally muttered.


"The bill was probably somewhere around $20 or $25," Ryan said. "You left like $60."

"I had other concerns."

"I don't want anything to happen to Tee," Ryan whispered. "I'm mad at her, I don't wanna be with her, I don't want the baby with her... but I don't want anything to happen to her."

"I know."

"Family of Theresa Diaz?" a nurse called.

"I'm her... I'm the baby's..." Ryan said, jumping up.

"You're the baby's father?" the nurse asked.

"Yeah." Ryan said. "Are they okay?"

"If you'll come with me, I'll take you to the doctor."

"I..." Ryan said, glancing at Caleb.

"You're... father? Can come with you."

"Grandfather," Caleb corrected as he stood, putting a hand on Ryan's shoulder.

It wasn't far, but the walk seemed to take forever. Then they were ushered into an office with a doctor and two police officers. "You're Miss Diaz's boyfriend?"

"Yeah... sorta.. we're..." Ryan said. "Is she... what happened? Is the baby okay?"

"The baby's fine, a little girl, in the NICU because she's premature, but... she's strong," the doctor said.

"What happened? Why are the police involved?" Caleb asked.

"Miss Diaz was assaulted," one of the officers said.

"My grandson wasn't there. There's a diner full of people who can verify that, as he was having a late breakfast with me," Caleb said.

"There were witnesses to the assault, they identified the perpetrator already," the officer assured them. "We just need to know if... Ryan is it?"

"Yeah. Ryan Atwood," Ryan said.

"If Ryan knows where to find the man, or why he might have done this."


"An... Eduardo Santiago?"

"Eddie?" Ryan asked. "Where did this happen?"

"At yours and Miss Diaz's home," the officer said.

"Did he break in?"

"The witnesses said she let him in..." the officer said. "What do you know?"

"He was... Theresa was bouncing between him and me for years. He was abusive as hell and she left him, came to where I was living, we... we got back together and she got pregnant, so I came back to help her. A couple weeks later... she asked him to move in with us and help us with money. I didn't... I didn't want him there because he's... he's abusive. He's violent. But I was worried I wasn't providing well enough, so I agreed. Night before last he and I got into it, he slammed my head into a door frame, was gonna do worse, but Tee came home and interrupted. Threatened to tell the cops he'd tried to rape her and I walked in, you know, to scare him into leaving. He got his stuff and left. I... I told Theresa if she ever let him near her or the baby, I'd take the baby and she'd never see her again. Tee promised me. And she let him in?"

"That's what the witnesses told us," the officer said. "They heard your name mentioned several times, and then saw her go to slap him, and he hit her hard enough to knock her to the ground. Then kicked her in the stomach."

"It caused a placental abruption, that's when the placenta separates from the uterus walls" the doctor interrupted when Ryan let out a muted whimper. "Enough to cause bleeding, but she was brought in quickly. They should both be fine."

"She promised me," Ryan said.

"I'll need a copy of that witness statement for my grandson's lawyer, since our family will be seeking full custody of the baby," Caleb said, trying to keep his own anger in check.

"We can do that, Mr..."

"Caleb Nichols."

"If you can give us your lawyer's contact information, we can fax the full report over."

"Thank you," Caleb said. "Now can my grandson see his daughter?"

"Of course," the doctor said after the officers nodded.


It was a short trip to the NICU, and when they got there, the staff got him into a gown so he could go in and meet his daughter. Caleb was watching through the the windows, and while he wasn't sure which of the three babies currently in the room was Ryan's daughter, the teenager seemed to know on instinct, going to a tiny little girl who was hooked up to an IV and oxygen tubes. The boy looked close to tears as he was urged to sit down next to the incubator, his hands shaking as he followed the instructions to reach in and gently touch the baby's hand, a brilliant smile coming across his face as the baby grasped his finger.

Caleb stepped back and headed for the nurse's station to ask where the closest place he could use his cellphone was. Following her directions to the waiting room, he quickly placed a call to get the ball rolling to get both of the Atwoods home to Newport.


Ryan was only able to stay with the baby a few minutes, the NICU staff explaining that normally he wouldn't be allowed in at all, since he was under 18, but since he was the father they would make an exception for a few minutes at a time. When he got back to the hallway, he wasn't surprised to find Caleb gone. He was surprised when he went to the waiting room and found Caleb on the phone. Ryan headed for the nearby payphone and called Summer from memory.

"Hello?" she asked, suspicious.

"I'm officially a dad," Ryan said.

"What? Chino?"

"It's a long story, and it's not over, but... I'm a dad... I got to touch her hand and everything. Summer... she's so beautiful."

"Of course she is," Summer said. "Where are you? What hospital?"

"Chino Valley Medical," Ryan said. "I'm gonna talk to the Cohens about bringing her home with me," he added. "Because I never want Theresa to see her ever again."

"What happened?" Summer asked.

"Eddie showed up at the house, and she let him in. I don't know exactly what happened, most of me doesn't want to know, but... he hit her, hard enough that... they said she was bleeding bad... I haven't seen Theresa, and I don't care if I never see her again."

"I'm on my way," Summer said.

"You don't have to..."

"Yeah, I do, because I need to hug you right now, and I need to meet my new niece."



"Her name. It's Lucy."

"Lucy. I like it," Summer said. "I'll see you soon."

"Okay," Ryan said. When he turned around, Caleb was just hanging up his cell. "You stuck around."

"Well, I am a great grandfather now."

"Yeah, that kinda... wasn't expecting that," Ryan admitted.

"This is the one and only time you will hear these words coming from my mouth," Caleb said. "I was wrong about you. The irony that I treated someone who was the grandson I always wanted so horribly. And no child deserves what that... girl... has let happen. And by 'child' I mean both the baby and you."

Ryan nodded. "Who did you call?" he asked.

"Sandy," Caleb said. "He is you lawyer, isn't he?"


"I think he was surprised that I knew and saw the baby before he did, but..."

"You saw her?" Ryan interrupted. "Is she was beautiful as I think she is, or... am I just biased?"

"She's beautiful," Caleb agreed with a smile. "She'll be even more beautiful at a better hospital. As soon as it's safe to transfer her, we'll get her to HOAG."

Ryan nodded. "Okay."

"So you'll be going home now?" Caleb said.

"Yeah," Ryan agreed. "Yeah, I will."

"Good," Caleb said. "Who did you call?"

"Summer," Ryan said. "She's been a really good friend, and I... she wanted to be Auntie Summer no matter what I decided about staying here or going home. And she didn't push me to abandon my unborn child like Sandy kept doing. Kirsten tried not to, but... everytime she started crying it killed me."

"Well, now she won't have a reason to. If we can get that idiot otherwise known as my other grandson to come home."

To Be Continued

He's going home! Well, once Lucy is either able to leave the hospital or transferred to HOAG's NICU, whichever comes first. Ryan will not be 41 minutes away from his baby girl. Yes, I actually checked the average travel time between Chino and Newport Beach... I also checked, and most NICUs don't allow anyone under 18 to visit, but I though it might be possible, since Ryan may be underage but he's also the father, that an exception would be made for a brief visit.

I made a vid that's very loosely connected to Give Me Love... in the sense of how Lucy came to exist and why there's no sign of her having a mom in the vid... I probably wouldn't do the Vid's storyline for the regular fic 'verse, even if I write a fic taking place during the time frame in question, but I still like it. It illustrates the underlying thing about Ryan and Lucy: Ryan will do whatever it takes to protect her, and she will always love him and never give up on him. My favorite part is the very end... lol

When Lucy is about 8, Ryan is gets falsely imprisoned. Seven years later, Lucy is now 15, and she's fighting to clear her dad's name so she can finally get him back. (There's a full description with the vid)

It's pretty much just the two of them in it, although two other people make brief appearances in the very beginning. The rest of the time it's backs of heads to represent the others... I really like how it turned out, even though there's a couple clips I wanted to use and couldn't find, and it's a little short at under 3 minutes... The vid has a little Lucy played by Brooklyn Rae Silzer, and teenager Lucy played by Maia Mitchell...

What Do You Love?

The vid is only available via link, it's unlisted, so it can't be searched for.

I am kinda tempted to someday write a fic version of the vid, though... because damn it... I wanna write all three major scenes (Lucy finding out her daddy's going to jail, Ryan and Lucy seeing each other 7 years later, and the very last scene)...
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