So I'm branching out! Usually I write Clarke fics but now it's time for some Dawsey love! I just really, really wanted to write a story because we have only. 3. More. Days. Until. Season 3!
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A beer in one hand, and a boyfriend in the other; what more do you need? Add a pizza and a great movie, and it's a wonderful night.
Dawson settled onto the couch and assumed her natural spot- curled up against Casey's side. His arm draped over her shoulder and it sent a tingle through her. They had been together for months, and there was even a ring on her finger, but every touch still gave her chills. It was an amazing feeling really. Sometimes she felt like she knew everything about him, and yet she was always discovering something about him. She knew she had fallen in love with him but it was like she just kept falling.
Dawson's head was laying just right on Casey's chest so she could hear his heartbeat. Her head rose and fell with each of his breaths. She was truly connected with him. Soon, she could even hear him snore. And that sound, with her own contentment, was enough to lull her to sleep.
She opened her eyes and was in a store. She was surrounded by blue and pink and a variety of different animals, plus cribs and strollers and nursing chairs.
"Gabby?" She turned when she heard her name. She saw Matt and he was grinning, his hand laying on a baby blue stroller. He looked so happy, he was practically glowing. She walked over to him and forced a smile upon her face. To be quite honest, she was a little overwhelmed.
"What do you think?" She didn't know what to say. Why would she care?
"Are you ok?" He laid his hand on her stomach, and she looked down to it and it was resting on a bump. A baby bump. Oh that's why she would care.
But she didn't get a chance to answer. The store faded away, and she was standing in her guest room. Only it wasn't a guest room anymore. It was a nursery. And there was a crib. Where a baby was crying. (Talk about overwhelming.)
She felt a cold rush go through her and Casey appeared in front of her. Or, as she guessed, through her. He hurried over to the crib and picked up the baby. The crying gradually got quieter and quieter and with a few funny faces from Casey, the baby even started to laugh. Dawson felt an urge and started to walk toward the two of them. She looked at Matt and saw a tear drip down his cheek.
"Don't tell your mom I'm crying." Dawson smiled. "I just… I love you more than anything in the world. You make our family complete." Dawson felt a tear drip down her own cheek. It was the perfect picture; the man she loved so much holding their child. And as much as those last words sounded so foreign to her, it felt amazing.
Gabby reached out to stroke the baby's soft skin, but couldn't. Her hand went right through, like the baby was just a hologram. It puzzled her, and honestly frustrated her, but she didn't think about it long.
Because it was just then that she woke up.