Chapter 6

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Saturday morning, 

Gail left early to be sure she's in time to pick up Mrs Jackson at the airport when the Jet lands around noon New York time 

Tracee left to the office, a last minute decision to stay ahead of schedule since there's still a lot to do for the fashion week in March 

Leaving Michael at the penthouse by himself this morning, doing some research to find a place to buy to do charity related events, from benefit nights, an indoor playground and room for a big kitchen to either do workshops and to cook for large groups of people

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"T honey it's Saturday go spend it with your husband" Will told her since he's the only one at the office with her right now 

"I know it's Saturday but yesterday I went home early because my husband and sister abducted me to go out to dinner with them" Tracee mentioned while putting the dress she was designing on the mannequin to see how it would look on a person  

"We're on schedule you can take a day off sometimes you know" Will remided her 

"I want to be ahead of schedule to prevent major stress at the last week before fashion week" Tracee replied 

"You always have a few back up outfits that didn't make the previous collections, so use them if it doesn't work out"  Will reminded her 

"Just shut up and cut some more fabric" Tracee ordered him 

"You know you can be so mean sometimes" Will told her 

"You need a woman in your life to tell you what to do" Tracee stated 

"True" Will admitted shrugging his shoulders "But one at the office is enough for now" he added 

"You volunteered to work on Saturday" Tracee reminded him 

"It was work or spend the day at my ex in-laws for their yearly family day, I was invited since I'm still the father of their grandchildren" Will mentioned while rolling his eyes  

"How are Sam and Fredrique by the way?" Tracee asked  

"Sam just turned five and is being a typical five year old girl playing dress up with her dolls and Fredrique well he's six months old learning his first words right now" Will answered  

"I would have a ten year old and a five year old too by now if I never lost them and a new born if the first IVF treatment worked" Tracee mentioned while looking down and sighed deeply 

"Ten years already?" Will asked, he couldn't believe it was ten years ago Tracee had her first miscarriage 

"Yes, time flies" Tracee sighed  

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By the time Gail and Mrs Jackson arrived at the penthouse Michael made lunch for everyone including Tracee but he was almost sure she wouldn't be back till midnight if not later 

Mother and son greeted each other with a warm hug before Michael led her to the table and helped her sit down to have lunch 

"T not back yet?" Gail asked 

"Nope, she's at the office so we should be glad if we see her before midnight" Michael answered sighing 

"It's her way of dealing with the latest negative IVF results" Mrs Jackson mentioned  

"I know, I feel the same way and if we were in California right now I'd be at the studio with the guys twenty four seven too" Michael replied sadly 

"I'm glad you're here to be there for her when she is home though, even if it's not much" Gail told him honesty 

"Yes couples need to be together in such times of sadness" Mrs Jackson mentioned  "Your father was there for me too when we lost Marlon's twin brother" she continued  

"I know I'm the result of that" Michael mumbled quietly 

"You guys are like a year or so apart right?" Gail asked 

"A year and five months" Michael answered  

"A year, five months and seventeen days, but it feels like yesterday, all of you grew up so fast" Katherine replied "But i'm proud of all of my babies" she smiled warmly at her son 

"You do have very talented babies" Gail complimented her

"You and Tracee are very talented too, your parents are proud of you girls too, even I am proud of you girls" Katherine responded kindly


---- later,

Will already had gone home a few hours ago, Tracee said she'd go home in a minute, just clean up and go, but that was hours ago

She did clean up her office and re-organized all fabrics in the storage room, locked up her already finished outfits in the safe and took a short power nap that became a full two hour nap 

By the time she woke up from her nap it was two in the morning  

"Fuck it's that late already"  Tracee gasped seeing the digital clock on her computer screen 

She quickly shut down her computer, turned the lights off and locked up the building before driving home finding Michael waiting for her on the couch

"I know I spent all day at the office but look at the bright side I had a two hour nap just before I left" Tracee rambled before he could say anything  

"You're at home today?" Michael replied sarcastically since it's already Sunday and put his note book he was drawing on back in the drawer of the salon table 

"Yes" Tracee answered and joined him on the couch "Did I miss dinner with your mother? Or did she land after dinner?" She asked 

"We had lunch with the three of us, my mother, Gail and I" Michael told her 

"Did you make sandwiches?" Tracee asked 

"Yes your favorite grilled chicken and salad sandwiches" Michael replied 

"Are there any left?" Tracee asked feeling her stomach rumble, reminding her she hasn't eaten anything since breakfast

"No, Gail loves them too" Michael replied shrugging his shoulders 

"Will you make them for me tommorrow? I'll make a shrimp filled quiche for dinner" Tracee promised 

"Sure, but for now let's go to bed....well the matras on the floor for now" Michael suggested 

"Five more weeks right?" Tracee sighed 

"Hopefully sooner" Michael replied 

"I hope so too" Tracee agreed while they made their way to their room, finding another matras on the other side of the room where Gail was sleeping on  

"Oh yeah, did I tell you she had a 'brilliant' idea" Michael mentioned and rolled his eyes

"I don't get her hate for hotels, it's not like she stayed much at a hotel, only when visiting us when we were on tour and her bussines trips for research on her clients every once a while" Tracee shook her head while she laid down 

"She didn't want the couch but it's more comfortable than a matras on the floor you'd think" Michael replied while joining Tracee 

"Gail will always be Gail" Tracee shook her head and looked at her sleeping sister that was curled up in her sleeping bag

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