A Finished Puzzle (Sequel to 'My Missing Piece')

There's A Way

I wasn't even bothered by the plane during our flight home. I was too intent on figuring out Gavin. He didn't even want to visit Dan before we left. Gavin didn't speak to me on the way home in the cab. He just unlocked the front door and sat down on the couch with his bag in the floor. I rolled mine into the hallway to put my clothes in the wash. I dragged Gavin's over to do the same. I left our bags in the hall after I started up the washing machine. I walked right into the living room and sat down on our coffee table in front of Gavin. He finally looked at me, "As much as I love looking at your handsome face, I'd really like to watch this show." I crossed my arms and didn't move, "Talk to me." Gavin looked at me like I just spoke gibberish. I pressed my hands on the table between my legs and leaned towards him, "Talk to me. Tell me what you're not telling me." Gavin leaned back on the couch, "You wouldn't like it." I straightened up and crossed my arms again, "You didn't like my secrets either so don't fucking play that card." "My mum and dad got a divorce and he's living with my grandmum until he finds another place. He was supposed to come back that day and didn't want us having that money," Gavin breathed out, "There. Are you happy?"

I stood up and sat down in his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close. "I'm not even sad about it. I don't know why you're hugging me," Gavin let out a chuckle. I pulled away from him and shrugged, "People are usually sad when their parents divorce." "Were you?" He eyed me. I raised a hand up to rub the back of my neck, "Well... that's different." Gavin rubbed my back, "Hey it's still early. Do you want to put that money in the bank?" I stretched my legs out across the couch and leaned onto Gavin's chest. He chuckled, "I'll take that as a no then." Gavin was texting someone with his left hand as I stayed on his lap, reading it. He was talking to Geoff, who was asking to invite us over for dinner tomorrow, just us adults. "Would you be okay with it?" Gavin suddenly asked, probably seeing that I was reading the conversation. "I'm all for a free meal," I nodded. Gavin sent a text back to Geoff saying that we would be there and then sat his phone in the couch. He held his left hand up and I slipped my right hand into it.

I jolted off Gavin's lap when I woke up to loud, booming thunder and my phone ringing at the same time. My heart was beating fast and Gavin stared at me in shock. I held a finger up at him as I walked into the hall and answered my phone. I was greeted by a very shaky voice belonging to Lindsay's mother, "Michael, sweetheart. It's Cathleen." Her words came out fast. "Hey Cathleen. Calm down, won't you?" I said in more of a joking tone. I heard sobbing in the background and tensed up. "Sorry, sorry. I'm so sorry for bothering you and Gavin at this hour, but please hurry to Parkland Hospital. I promise I'll explain once you get here," Cathleen managed to get out. I pinched the top of my nose, "That's a couple hours away, but we'll try." "Thank you dear," she said frantically before hanging up the phone. I rushed into the bedroom and shouted at Gavin, "Babe get in here quick!" I heard loud footsteps as I dug through my drawers for some cleaner clothes. I was in the midst of tugging on some new jeans when Gavin came in. "Get dressed quickly. We've got to go to Dallas," I zipped up my pants and did the button as well. Gavin nodded and changed without question. We grabbed our phones and put on our jackets and shoes before  jumping into the car.

"So Lindsay's mum called you and said we needed to be there now?" Gavin asked. His voice was a little louder than usual so I could hear him over the thunder. I nodded, "Yeah. I don't know what the fuck is going on because she didn't explain for shit." "What if Lindsay went into early labor?" Gavin said, rhetorically. "Don't you dare," I eyed him, "That's not funny." "It wasn't a joke..." Gavin sunk into his seat, "Why are you so snappy about it?" I just shrugged and told Gavin that he shouldn't jinx it. Gavin nodded and leaned against the window. I stuck my right hand out towards him and kept my left hand on the steering wheel. Gavin put his left hand in my right. We kept quiet throughout the rest of the drive. I paid for parking when we reached the hospital and we rushed over to the reception desk. We signed in and we're sent up to Lindsay's room. Her mother was waiting outside of it, laughing. I squeezed Gavin's hand as we approached her. "How's Lindsay?" Gavin asked her. "We thought something was wrong, but she just had the flu. The babies are alright though," Cathleen explained motioning for us to come into the room. Gavin and I stopped in the doorway and looked at each other with wide eyes. "Babies?!"