Right Where I Belong
Title:Right Where I Belong
Author:Mickey9928
Rating:G; It's just a bunch of fluff.
Disclaimer:I don't own the characters I just like to play with them.
Summary:Sonny's late night thoughts.
A/N:This is from Sonny's POV. I wrote this in about an hours time. I should be finishing a story for another fandom (Luke/Reid) but instead I wrote this! Your comments mean the world to me and encourage me to keep writing.
I look down at the infant in my arms. She's sleeping peacefully as I rock her. Why doesn't Will get that there is no other place that I want to be? No other person that I want to be with? He and Ari are my life. Ari might not be mine biologically or even legally for that matter, but she is still my daughter. From the moment I delivered her, no even before that, from the moment Will first showed me the sonogram, she was my daughter. Even though we were fighting at the time, I was still in love with Will and she was a part of him, of us. How could I not love her and think of her as both of ours, as mine? When Gabi went into premature labor I kept it together for Will's sake but I was terrified at the possibility that something could happen to Ari.
For some reason Will thinks that I miss my old life. My life of 'adventure and freedom' as he likes to put it. As my dad once said to me, raising a child is the greatest adventure anyone can have. I love raising Ari and I can't wait until I can take her to the places I love, all over the world. If I'm lucky she won't inherit her father's fear of heights and I can teach her to climb mountains. While I look forward to showing our daughter the world, I also look forward to adventures with just her father. We have tons of people that would love to take her while we enjoy ourselves.
And there is Ari's mother. Gabi is still in our lives and would love to have Ari more than just the every other weekend that our custody agreement permits. She's always eager for more time with her daughter. Now that we know that Nick will never be in any of our lives again, we are more likely to agree to more visitation time with Gabi.
I am often baffled as to how Will can still doubt my love, my devotion. I brush a couple of locks of soft blonde hair off the face that so resembles her father before I place a gentle kiss on Ari's forehead. I then place her back in her crib before making my way back to our bed and Will. I make a quick stop in the bathroom to relieve myself before walking into the bedroom. Will, a much heavier sleeper then I, is still sound asleep. Without complaint I am more times than not the one that gets up with Ari in the night. I don't mind a bit. I look at it as special Ari and Papa time. That is what I hope she will call me one day- Papa. As I look at my sleeping partner I decide there is one thing that would prove to Will just how serious I am about him and Ari. I walk over to the dresser and open up my sock drawer. I push the socks aside and reach into the very back and pull out a velvet box. I snap open the lid and look at the matching platinum rings. I have had them for almost a month, trying to find the right time. As I look at the rings I decide that tomorrow I will prove to Will once and for all that I am right where I want to be now and forever. Tomorrow I will ask Will to marry me.
Author:Mickey9928
Rating:G; It's just a bunch of fluff.
Disclaimer:I don't own the characters I just like to play with them.
Summary:Sonny's late night thoughts.
A/N:This is from Sonny's POV. I wrote this in about an hours time. I should be finishing a story for another fandom (Luke/Reid) but instead I wrote this! Your comments mean the world to me and encourage me to keep writing.
I look down at the infant in my arms. She's sleeping peacefully as I rock her. Why doesn't Will get that there is no other place that I want to be? No other person that I want to be with? He and Ari are my life. Ari might not be mine biologically or even legally for that matter, but she is still my daughter. From the moment I delivered her, no even before that, from the moment Will first showed me the sonogram, she was my daughter. Even though we were fighting at the time, I was still in love with Will and she was a part of him, of us. How could I not love her and think of her as both of ours, as mine? When Gabi went into premature labor I kept it together for Will's sake but I was terrified at the possibility that something could happen to Ari.
For some reason Will thinks that I miss my old life. My life of 'adventure and freedom' as he likes to put it. As my dad once said to me, raising a child is the greatest adventure anyone can have. I love raising Ari and I can't wait until I can take her to the places I love, all over the world. If I'm lucky she won't inherit her father's fear of heights and I can teach her to climb mountains. While I look forward to showing our daughter the world, I also look forward to adventures with just her father. We have tons of people that would love to take her while we enjoy ourselves.
And there is Ari's mother. Gabi is still in our lives and would love to have Ari more than just the every other weekend that our custody agreement permits. She's always eager for more time with her daughter. Now that we know that Nick will never be in any of our lives again, we are more likely to agree to more visitation time with Gabi.
I am often baffled as to how Will can still doubt my love, my devotion. I brush a couple of locks of soft blonde hair off the face that so resembles her father before I place a gentle kiss on Ari's forehead. I then place her back in her crib before making my way back to our bed and Will. I make a quick stop in the bathroom to relieve myself before walking into the bedroom. Will, a much heavier sleeper then I, is still sound asleep. Without complaint I am more times than not the one that gets up with Ari in the night. I don't mind a bit. I look at it as special Ari and Papa time. That is what I hope she will call me one day- Papa. As I look at my sleeping partner I decide there is one thing that would prove to Will just how serious I am about him and Ari. I walk over to the dresser and open up my sock drawer. I push the socks aside and reach into the very back and pull out a velvet box. I snap open the lid and look at the matching platinum rings. I have had them for almost a month, trying to find the right time. As I look at the rings I decide that tomorrow I will prove to Will once and for all that I am right where I want to be now and forever. Tomorrow I will ask Will to marry me.