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reuniting // m.c. (on Wattpad) Michael and y/n meet after three years apart and she decides there's no point in keeping the secret from him anymore. From now on they'll have to work together and who knows what it will lead them to. It's a fluffy dad!michael story. TW // drug use, smut

Behind the Scenes

Jet lag was kept Mason up so you he was currently sprawled across your lap at the back of the tour bus watching Cars. “Mum” he mumbled “ yeah Mas” “ is dad going to leave us ?” he questioned “ no no buddy dads not going to leave “ you reassured him running your fingers through his dark blonde hair.“okay “ he whispered snuggling back down in silence. Soon quiet hushed snores and the music from the tv became the only sounds audible. In just over four months it was no longer going to be just you and Mas anymore and that scared you. You had grown accustomed to your little family and now you were adding another member. Having two children was going to be a lot harder then just one. Where you really ready for another kid ?  “(Y/N)  can we talk?” Michael spoke puling you from your thoughts. “ yeah just let me put this guy to bed “ you replied beginning to move the sleeping child who rested in your lap. “ I've got him “ Michael offered lifting Mason off your lap. “ thanks “ you smiled as he carried Mason back to the bunk he was used to sleeping in. You watched as Michael gently lowered the sleeping boy in to the bunk and pulled the covers over him tucking him in. “ Daddy?” Mason yawned “yeah bud Dads here , I've got you “ Michael reassured the little boy. “Daddy are you…” Mason was cut off by a yawn. “shush shush get some sleep little man well talk tomorrow “ “okay” Mason yawned closing his eyes Michael silently made his way to the back of the bus.” i don't want to fight “ you spoke so quietly he could only just hear you. “I know “ “but this isn't working “ “i know” “ I thought we could do this. But who are we kidding ? pretending like everything is okay when its not “ Michael stayed silent “ are you going to say anything ?” you groaned in frustration “ What do you want me to say ? That your right this isn't working ? That I'm already failing at being a father and my child isn't even born?! ” “ Anything , literally anything ! I want you to fight me “ “ why ?“ he looked defeated “ because i want to know you still care about us ! about me” “ don't “ he whispered “ Don't what ? Michael “ “ Don't you ever think i don't love you ! Cause i do “ he yelled back “ i do “ he repeated himself in a quieter tone. Running your fingers through your hair and tugging on the roots you wanted to scream in frustration. What were you doing fighting with Michael ? He wasn't Adam. “ Im sorry “ you cried breaking down “ I'm so sorry “ “ hey hey “ Michael rushed to your side pulling you into a comforting hug “ please don't cry” “ I'm sorry it's my fault , I keep comparing you to Adam “ “ Im not him (Y/n) never have and never will be “ “I know and i need to trust you more” you sobbed into his chest inhaling his warm sent. “ Go tomorrow “ smiled breaking the silence that had absorbed you “what ?” Michael replied confused “ go to the beer tasting , you need a break so go have fun “ “ No there will be plenty of other beer tasting i can go to but only one chance to find out the sex of our little Clifford in there “ Michael replied kneeling in front of you “ Hey little guy/girl, we get to find out which one of those you are  tomorrow. Please ignore what you herd Mummy and Daddy fighting about before. We were both just stressed mostly because of you no offence. But don't worry we’ll have our shit together before you arrive” “ Mikey” You laughed and his silliness “Fuck and our language “ he corrected looking up at you with adoring eyes. “ no , i was going to say i love you” “ Well i love you too babe “ he smiled standing up and pulling you a close to him as possible while snaking his arms around your waist. wrapping your arms around his neck you leaned up and gave him a gentle peck on the lips “ but your language could be sorted too.” You giggled as Michael attacked your mouth with affectionate kisses.

The funeral home was full of people of all different ages which didn't surprise you as Adams father was a well known and well respected man. Mason held tightly on to your hand as he was scared and confused. He didn't quite understand what was going on. You and Adam had tried your best to explain the situation but how do you explain to a four year old that he was never going to see his grandad again. He kept asking where grandad was because he didn't understand why he couldn't see him anymore. Mason looked cute in his black skinny jeans and white button up that Ashton bought him while he was out on a day off you had earlier on the tour. Masons red streaks had faded a bit but they were still very noticeable. Charlotte sat with Adam hugging onto his arm if she got any closer she would suffocate him. While you and Mason sat behind them Ricky sat with you knowing that you would need his support as you were close to his father. The funeral was simple and ran according to plan without any interruptions. That was until Adam got up to spoke.He made through the first paragraph but couldn't hold it together in the next. Adam broke down into tears as he tried to pull himself together just long enough to finish his speech. You had seen Adam cry twice in the six years you had known him once when his grandpa died and the moment he found out you were pregnant with Mason but you had never seen him this distraught. not being able to take it anymore you left Mason with Ricky and made your way to the front off room where Adam was standing with his speech. You pulled Adam into a quick hug “ take a deep breath okay “ you whispered as you released him. Picking up Adams speech from the table you rolled your eyes at the messy hand writing in front of you. It was barley recognise able. Usually Adam had neat hand writing but from the state the words were scattered across the page suggests that he wrote it in a hurry. “ You don't need me to stand up here and tell you how much of a good man Gary was” you paused deciding to scrape Adams speech “ you all already know. He was the type of Guy you want your children to look up to as role models and that is why I'm so glad he was in my sons life even if it was just for four years. Because i know that if my son grows up to be like him in anyway. He will grow up to be a good man. Gary loved his family more then anything and he was never afraid to tell you the honest truth even if it was the last thing you wanted to hear” the crowed burst into a roar of laughter. Even Michella had a small smile on her face. “ When I found out i was pregnant with Mason i was more afraid to tell Ruth and Gary then i was to tell my one parents, Because i was more afraid of disappointing Gary then my father. because thats the type of Man Gary was he accepted you into his family with open arms but he continuously pushed you to be the best person you could be. The amount of support he showed was sometimes over whelming and he had no trouble kicking Adams butt into shape when he felt he needed to man up.” again the room erupted with laughter”  Even though i don't think he was very pleased to find out he was going to be a grandad, the first time he meet Mason they were inseparable. Ruth struggled to even get a hold of Mason after he had been passed to Gary” the room broke into another roar of laughter. “ Gary was a great man and i feel privileged to have known him for the short amount of time that i did. But if he was here right now he’d be telling us all toughen up and stop our tears and head down to the local for a beer. “ you finished leaving the room in hysterics “ thanks (Y/N)” Adam smiled pulling you into a friendly hug “ Your welcome “ you whispered back feeling giving him comfort before turning to return to your seat where Mason was more then happy to have you back. The rest of the funeral went without incident. After the funeral the family had drinks and nibbles gathering together and catching up with each other. You decided not to stay as you had had enough dirty looks Michella and Charlotte who had been friends since high school so there was no wonder that Michella was over the moon that she was with Adam. She just wished he had never been with you in the first place. Locating Ricky Standing by the door talking to one of his cousins you planed your quick escape. “ hey Mas you wanna get out of here ?” you whispered to the bored looking little boy “ yeah “ Masons face lit up making you laugh “alright lets go but we cant let Dad see us okay ?” you smiled taking Masons hand and leading him towards the door. “ Hey Ricky “ you smiled as you approached him “ yes (Y/n) “ he smirked knowing you wanted something from him “ could i possible borrow the keys to your truck ?” you smiled giving him a big cheesy grin “ just the keys ?” he inquired raising his dark eyebrows. Ricky had dark hair just like Adam. “ just the keys “ you repeated “ not the truck ?” Ricky teased “ not the truck ?” you confirmed “ alright but how am i suppose to get home?” he questioned handing over the keys “ get a ride with your sister “ you suggested “ id rather get my balls chopped off “ Ricky scoffed screwing up his face. “ fine give me a call when your done and ill come get you “ you compromised taking his keys and walking out . You were almost at Ricky’s truck before a voice called out making you stop dead in your tracks “ (Y/N)” buggar  you were caught slowly you turned around to face the voice. “ (Y/n) where are you going dear ?” Ruth called out hurrying to catch up with you “ um i was just going to take Mason home “ you lied hoping that wouldn't up set her when in reality you planned on taking Mason to the nearest McDonalds as your hormones were driving your cravings crazy and all you wanted right now was a greasy Big Mac. “ oh god ill come with you I've had enough of this “ she smiled walking over to Ricky’s truck and standing by the door waiting for you to unlock it. Crap now you were going to have to come clean. “ well i was actually planning to stop and McDonalds first “ you confessed making Masons eyes grow with excitement at the mention of McDonalds. “ thats alright dear you can still go i haven't had a cheese burger in forever” “ okay then lets go “ you smiled unlocking the car wondering what could possibly go wrong.  

The house was scary quiet when you woke up the next morning. It was the day of the funeral and it was so quiet you could hear the neighbours chatting about the garden next door. Even Mason could tell something was up as he was lying quietly beside you waiting for you to wake up. With all the family staying over there was a lack of spare beds in the house. Michella and her kids had already taken two of the spare rooms and Adam had the other. Which meant you had the last room which you shared with Mason. “ Morning bud “ you whispered as you opened your arms inviting him for a cuddle. Mason quickly crawled over into your arms “ Mum i want to go home “ he stated cuddling up as close to your chest as he could with the obstruction of your baby bump in the way. “ Im sorry bud we cant stay at home ,There is no power or water we got it turned off while we are away so we have to stay here with grandma “ you replied “ but i don't like it here “ he pouted “ the baby cries “ “ i know i herd it too “ you sympathised with the small boy “is the new baby going to cry ?” he asked looking up at you with his large puppy dog eyes. “ I'm afraid so bud” you sighed rubbing his back “ Thats okay dad will stop it “ he replied which made you laugh. “ should we get some breakfast bud ?” you questioned with out needing to know the answer as he jumped out of bed and started to make his way towards the door. “ slow down buddy “ you called after him climbing out of bed  throwing on a sweatshirt over you t-shirt and sweat pants you had slept in. “ morning “ Ruth smiled from her seat at the table where she was studying the paper while having a cup of tea “ morning” you yawned rubbing your eyes sleepily. “ sleep all right ?” she inquired looking concerned “ yeah just not used to having a baby in the house “ “ me neither dear” she laughed taking a sip of her tea “ i will need to get used to it “ you sighed rubbing your belly that was growing everyday “ mornin” Adam greeted as he walked through the dining room to the kitchen he was already dressed in his usual working dress black trousers and a nice white dress shirt. His dark brown hair damp from the shower lay neatly over his forehead. “ morning Mas what would you like for breakfast “ he questioned the four year old that stood at your feet. Mas just shrugged to shy to say anything “ don't be silly Mas “ you sighed picking him up and sitting him on your hip “ what would you like ?” you repeated Adam’s question as you walked into the kitchen “ toast “ he whispered into your shoulder “ Your gonna have to say it louder so your Dad can hear ?” you encouraged. You had no idea why Mason was being so quiet around Adam possibly because it was early in the morning and he wasn't used to seeing Adam this early only Michael. “ toast” Mason whispered again this time a little louder. “ toast buddy ? i think we can manage that “ Adam hummed grabbing the bag of bread off the bench. I made you smile to see Adam taking care of Mason both of them with huge smiles spread across their faces. It reminded you of when Mason was 6 mouths old before Adam left when you would have lazy days. …Walking through into the kitchen to find Adam feeding Mason in his high chair. “ come on Mas the apple ones your favourite “ Adam whined as Mason refused to take another mouthful of the baby food. “ he's probably full “ you smiled walking over to your partner and son. “ how can he be he's hardly eaten any ?” Adam questioned showing you the 3/4 full jar of baby food. “ he was up not to long ago and i gave him some milk to help him go back to sleep “ you yawned wrapping your arms around Adams bare shoulders and rubbing your hands over his shirtless toned stomach.”I love you (Y/n) “ he smiled turning his head to give you a peck on the lips…. “(Y/n)… (Y/n)” Adam called trying to snap you out of your day dream “ yeah “ you replied focusing on the man in front of you. The man you had fallen so deeply in love with it had crushed you like ten tons of bricks when he left. The man you had created Mason with. The biological father of your son. “do you want…..” he was suddenly caught off guard by a nauseous feeling on your stomach causing you to run to the bathroom to throw up. “ here “ Adam cooed crouching down beside you as you leaned over the toilet emptying your stomach and puling your hair out of your face. As Adam sat there and comforted you like he did four years ago when you were 18 and shared an old shitty apartment you realised something. That the Man beside you wasn't the same guy who got you pregnant the first time. Instead was a completely different man. His old supermarket uniform had been exchanged for business suits. His once messy brown hair lay neatly over his head. His once carefree attitude no replace with a more practical taking everything serious attitude. Thats when you realised the reason you and Adam never worked out wasn't because of Mason. It was because you both were becoming different people. Mason just helped you realise it sooner.” are you okay ? is there anything i can do ?” Adam questioned “ no i just wish Michael was here right now “ you replied wiping your eyes that were beginning to tear up. Stupid hormones bringing up old memories and making you realise  how much you hated being away from Michael right now. “ hey its alright  do you want to call him“ Adam soothed wrapping an arm around you for a side hug and gently rubbing his hand slowly up and down your arm. “ no he will be working right now  “ you sighed “ that doesn't matter he should be making time for his girlfriend “ Adam scoffed “ His job doesn't work like that “ you argued. “ Hey why are you crying ?” he inquired from  beside you “ Because I'm pregnant with morning sickness and attending a funeral for a man who was a great influence in my sons life. Im an emotional reck right now” you replied trying to dry your eyes. “ why don't you go have a shower and get ready and ill get Mason ready “ Adam offered “ that would be really great his clothes are all set out on top of his suit case “ “ Don't worry il handle it you just go get ready” he laughed gently guiding you to the bathroom. For once Adam was being a good father and it caught you by surprise.

The flight back to Sydney was long and tiring. Mason slept most of the way giving you time to catch up on your lost sleep. “ shit he's gotten heavy “ Adam complained shifting the sleeping four year old in his arms “ yep thats why Michael usually carries him “ you smiled as you made your way out of the airport. “ My sister offered to pick me up form the airport but i figured since you were flying back with us it was a better option to call a taxi “ Adam laughed as you made your way to the taxi sand where the taxi was waiting for the three of you.” good call i was never your sisters favourite “ you laughed thinking over the horrid women that was Adams sister Michella. She seemed nice to everyone except you. With some people no matter what you do the will always not like you. Michella was one of those people. When you arrived at Adams parents house there were multiple cars parked on the driveway and on the street. One you recognised as Adams silver ford focus parked beside a red Subaru which really excited you as you knew it was Michella’s. You sighed as you grabbed your bags out of the taxi while Adam grabbed an half asleep Mason. “ Is that my favourite nephew ?” Adams older brother Ricky called from the front door making his way towards you. “ Ricky you cant say that “ you laughed as he took Mason from Adam “ but you know its true ae little guy “ He laughed tickling Masons stomach making the little boy giggle “ but you know if your little sister hears she’ll have your head “ “ but lets be honest my other nephew  only sleeps and cries “ Ricky smiled “ yeah i know Masons pretty great i made him  “ you boasted as Adam rolled his eyes and grabbed the rest of the bags and followed after you inside. “ is that my big rock star ?” Adam’s mother Ruth smiled as her eyes focused on Mason as the four of you entered the living room. “ yeah it sure is “ you laughed as the lady in her early fifties took the young boy off Ricky and pulled him into a hug “ What did you do to your arm big boy ?” she cooed taking a good look at the white cast that sat on his arm which was covered in doodles that Ashton had drawn for him.” i broke it “ he replied rubbing his eyes with his good arm “ i get that silly “ she laughed “ how did you break it?” “ i was playing soccer with my uncle cal and i fell over his foot and broke it “ he smiled “ aww no thats no good “ she smiled sitting down on the couch with the little boy on her lap. Ruth had dark rings under her red puffy eyes. She looked tired and frail like at any moment she would break. She wore a fake smile on her face trying to hide the fact she was hurting. Michella   Sat on the other end of the couch giving you distasteful glares which you just dismissed no was not the time or pace to cause drama even though it was difficult because the tension in the room was so thick you would need a chainsaw to cut it. The usually tidy coffee table was covered in brochures for funerals. Your phone started to ring so excusing yourself you left the room to take it leaving Mason to entertain his grandmother. “ hello “ you smiled into the phone “ hey babe “ a familiar voice spoke into the other end of the phone. “ hey you how was the show ? you queried “  we haven't played yet, so it's a good show  “ he laughed “ oh yeah sorry with being on tour with you I'm not used to the time zones “ “ Yeah i haven't got long but i just wanted to call and check that you had a landed safely and got to Adams mums all right “he expressed his concern “ yeah were all safe Mike , everything is all good with the baby don't worry. We’ve just arrived. Masons loving all the attention “ you reassured him “ (Y/n) do you want a cuppa ?” Adam asked walking into the hallway his face falling when he her Michaels name as he realised who you were speaking with. You just nodded at him as he disappeared  back into the kitchen. For some reason you felt bad because you and Adam had been getting on so well lately and you could tell Mason was enjoying have both his parents being able to be around each other comfortably without arguing or silent stand offs. “ do you think i could quickly speak to my little man ?” Michael asked awkwardly “ really I'm that boring you already want to get rid of me “ you laughed “ oh thank god I've been hinting at that since you picked up instead of Mas “ he played along” “ yes i know your only dating me for my son “ you sighed “ Mas you've got a phone call “you called hearing a loud thump followed by quick foot steps until Mason peered round the corner “ thats not 100% true “ he laughed in response “ your also carrying my child “ “ yeah i almost forgot “ you groaned “ heres Mas “ you smiled handing the four year old the phone “ Hey Dad “ Mason face lit up once he herd Michael’s voice. Waving his broken arm at you he shooed you away for some privacy. Rolling your eyes you walked back into the lounge shaking your head at how grown up your son was becoming. “ wheres Mason ?” Ruth asked as you walked back into the room. “ he's on the phone to Michael” you replied “ Oh how is Michael ?” Ruth replied earning a scoff from Adam she always liked Michael “ he's good really excited about the shows they are playing at the moment , They are playing Arena’s and stadiums “ you replied ignoring Adam “ Is he excited about the little one on the way ?” “ yes very excited about becoming a dad “ you smiled “ mum “ Mason called running back into the room with your iPhone in his hand “ Dad wants to say goodbye “ “ Okay thanks Mas “ you replied taking the phone off him “ i have to go now babe so i just wanted to say good bye “ Michael spoke over the phone “ Okay have a good show go out there and make people smile. I love you “ “ Thanks babe ill call you tomorrow, Take care i love you “ he replied before disconnecting “ here you go “ Adam smiled placing a cup of tea in front of you “thank you” you acknowledged while Adam took a seat across from you “ Mum “ Mason winged out stretching out his arms begging to be picked up “ yeah bud ?” you questioned obliging and lifting the little boy into your arms “ When are we going back to America to see Dad ?” He asked cuddling into your baby bump. You mentally cringed hoping that Adam hadn't herd him but with a quick glance in his direction you soon regretted it. By the hurt look across his face you knew he had herd every word “ soon buddy soon” you sighed cuddling the little boy closer.

“(Y/N) stop worrying so much “ Michael suggested as you paced up and down the room “ I cant Mike, he flew here all the way from Sydney and this is a guy who struggles to drive ten minutes down the road to see Mas” you stressed “ somethings not right i just know it “ “ Just please calm down , it's not good for the baby “ He replied running his hands through his messy red hair. “Mummy “ Mason pleaded as he held up his packet of chips he couldn't open. Since he broke his arm two weeks ago he was struggling to complete simple tasks.” Here you go bud“ you smiled taking the packet from him and opening it for him. “Thanks Mum” he replied cheerfully taking the small bag from you and heading over to the couch to sit beside Michael. “ good manners Mas” you praised. Michael lifted Mason effortlessly onto the couch giving him a hand up. “ what flavour have you got their bud ?” he asked “ chicken” the little boy replied placing another chip i his mouth “ hmmm i like chicken “ Michael replied ghosting his large hand over the packet “ Dad no ! They're not for you “ Mason laughed pulling the chips away from his reach. A knock at the door made you jump “ Adam you're here “you welcomed the very tired man into the room. “ you look exhausted“ you commented as he dropped his bags by the doorway. “Thats cause i am , it was a very long flight . I got sat next to a crying baby” Adam replied rubbing his eyes. He had dark under eyes and looked like he hadn't slept in days. “ yeah well traveling with him isn't much fun either “ you replied pointing Mason who was busy munching away on his chips. “ Mas , Look who's here ?” you smiled. Mason looked over at you and dug his face into Michaels side trying to hide from sight. “ Come on bud its me your Dad “ Adam Laughed as Mason shook his head. “ Mason please stop being silly and come say hi “ you grumbled “ he flew all the way from Sydney to see you !” “no” Mason shook his head frowning. You had to admit he did look very cute when he pouted like that but he was being plain rude and you would not stand for it. “ Mason James Clifford “ you scolded. “ come on mate listen to your Mum “ Michael finally stepped in trying to hide the smirk he had had on his face for the last few minutes. “ no “ Mason Denied “ Mason I'm going to ask you one more time “ Michael continued “ Listen to your Mum please” Mason pulled himself away from Michael and off the couch making his way over to where you and Adam were standing. Walking like an unsure dog he cautiously came and stood in front off you avoiding eye contact with you. “ Hey Buddy “ Adam smiled bending down and pulling Mason into a hug “ I've missed you , what did you do to your arm ?” he asked the four year old who instantly forgot about his shyness before and told him all about how he was playing football with his uncle Calum and fell over. Smiling you went over and took a seat next to Michael as you watched Adam sit on the floor with Mason listening to his tour stories. “ see nothing to worry about “ Michael whispered in your ear. But you couldn't shake the uneasy feeling in your stomach something was wrong. “ when did you get this red bit in your hair bud ?” Adam asked making you worry you knew he wouldn't approve. “ Dad dyed it the day i broke my arm” Mason replied “ and your Mum just let you do it ?” he questioned “Mum was at the doctors “Mason replied cheerfully “ do you like it ?” “I don't know bud. I don't think dyed hair is a very good look “ Adam replied with a personal dig at Michael. But thankfully Michael just ignored it flashing a smile at Mason “i think it looks good mate , So Adam not being rude or anything but why are you here ?” Michael piped up asking the question that  had been sitting on your mind since you found out he was coming. “ well yeah i sort of don't know how to tell you this “ Adam trailed off with a hurt look overcoming his face “ but on Tuesday Dad passed away” he replied on the verge of tears. Your heart sunk as the words left his lips. You were silent for a minute trying to find something to respond with “ how ?” you finally managed to reply “ heart attack “ Adam  breathed in a barely audible voice. “ oh my god I'm so sorry you replied standing up to give Adam a hug which he stood up and   happily accepted as he could no longer hold back his tears. “ i was wondering if i would be able to take Mason back to Sydney for the funeral ?” he asked crying into your shoulder. “ yeah no problem i would like to come too “ you replied releasing Adam from your hug “yeah that would be good, he always liked you “Adam forced a laugh.   “ im sorry to hear that mate , He was a great guy “ Michael consoled offering a handshake which Adam accepted replying with “ thanks man i appreciate it “.

" what's the score ?" You asked Noel who was standing by one of the many tour trucks watching the football match that was going on. " 5 points to 5sos and 3 points to Hey Violet " she replied as Miranda let Mason run past her with the ball and take a shot at the makeshift goal. Casey reached out with his left foot to make it appear he was trying to defend it but pulled back last minute and let he ball pass through the goal. " goaaal " the 5sos boys called as they pulled Mason into a group hug. "Make that six " Noel laughed "Mum did you see " Mason yelled as he noticed your presence " did you see ?" " yeah i did buddy" you smiled as you bent down and pick up the little boy. As you placed him on your hip a speck of red hidden under his beanie caught you eye. you looked over to Michael to see his vibrant newly dyed red hair " mike you didn't " you called as you pulled of Mason's beanie of his head revealing the red highlights in his hair "  Michael stood awkwardly for a minute before replying " he wanted his done too" he tried to argue his point knowing he was in trouble " well at least it wasn't his whole head " you sighed putting Mason back down so he could go back and join the game " I'm out guys " Michael called making his way over to you " I'm really sorry but I didn't think you would mind "he apologised " no it's fine . It's kinda cute actually ! Im just not sure how Adams going to react " you smiled " never mind him babe to have a say in your kids life you need to actually make an effort once in a while. " he smiled pulling you close to his chest and wrapping his arms around your body " look at this little baby bump " he laughed giving it a poke " I know six months to go " you smiled looking down. You both turned just in time to see Mason fall face first into the concrete throwing out his arm to brace his fall. He lay there stunned for a moment before looking up at you his bottom lip quivering  " no Mason  your alright" you called but it was too late the water works started. " what have you done ?" You inquired as you walked over and scooped up the four year old into your arms. " my arm hurts mummy " he wailed pointing down to his right arm which he was holding close to his chest. His wrist dangling loosely alarming you "Mike can you go get Maurine? " you called with a distressed tone which Michael herd and left quickly to go find Maurine without question. " what's wrong ?" Ashton asked concerned coming over to comfort the small boy. " I think it's broken " you stated placing a small kiss on Masons forehead to comfort him.