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Amy POV
I sit on the kitchen floor trying to calm john down while staring at the clock. 10 minutes past when he was supposed to be here, but I'm not going to complain he could just as well have not come over at all. At that moment the house shakes with thunder and lightning so bright I thought someone cut on the light in the kitchen. John cries harder. Then I hear the front door slam and see Ricky run into the kitchen soaking wet.
"I'm so glad you came." I said embarrassed to here the doubt in my voice. Of course he'd come for his son jeez Amy. I thought.
"Of course, I'll always come when you call." We both know he's not just talking about John.
Ricky breaks the awkward silence first.
"Damn, it wasn't even misting when I was leaving the apartment." He says as he shakes his head as like a dog. John stops crying and breaks out into a fit of giggles as me and him get hit with the spray.
"Thanks for that I haven't had my shower yet." I say wiping my face with my sweaters sleeve.
"DADA!" John yells in my ear.
"That's the happiest he's sounded all night." I say chuckling slightly.
Ricky moves to take John but I stop him with a hand. When Ricky looks confused, I point to the puddle he made on the floor.
"Guess I need to go get dry first huh?" When he starts toward the laundry room, John starts crying harder than before.
"Buddy I'm just going into the other room. I'll be right back." He says helplessly to John.
"No." John states stubbornly. "We go." He says pointing to himself and me.
"Ok. I guess John has spoken." I say chuckling slightly. "Let's get you out of those clothes."
Ricky smirks and says "Isn't that how he got here." I blush bright red and walk past him to the laundry room.
When Ricky gets there he takes off his shirt and I can't help but admire his back muscles. When he unbuckles his pants and bends over to gets his shoes off I can't help but admire his butt.
When I realize where my thoughts are going I blush harder and turn my face to stare at the wall. John starts clapping when his dad starts to take his pants off.
"John your dad is not a stripper this is not an appropriate time to be clapping." I said laughing. John starts to clap harder. Ricky just turns to look at me with a smirk on his face.
Once Ricky is donned in clean dry cloths he takes John from me. John has settled down from his excitement at seeing his father and is back to being miserable. Ricky just kisses john on the forehead.
"You'll be okay soon little man. You're mom and I will make you feel better. Okay?" he whispers to John who looks wore out from all that screaming. "I see what you mean about his fever" he says to me.
"Yeah, I think it's getting worse." I said distracted as I'm searching for the pediatrician's number. "Aha!" I say as I find it in my mom's address book. I dial and a laughing woman answers the phone. At my confused look Ricky signals me to put the phone on speaker.
When I do I hear "Hello?" come through the phone.
"Hi is Dr. Hightower there?" I ask politely
"Speaking" the woman says still laughing in the phone.
"Hi, this is Amy Juergans. I'm John Underwood's mother and we think that he has a fever. We think he's sick." I say standing next to the phone on the counter. John starts crying on Ricky's shoulder. Perfect timing little man, I think with a smile.
"Oh, okay I'm sorry for all the background noise. I'm having a little get together." Ricky mouths 'Rager' to me. I stifle a laugh. "Have you taken his temp yet?"
"No, I had a question about that. I know for the first 6 months I had to take it rectally. He's 8 months now, can I take it by mouth?" I ask as Ricky looks down at John sympathetically.
"You can do it by mouth now. Remember that his normal temp is supposed to be between 98.6 and 99.6. If it is above 103, take him to the hospital and call me back immediately." She said back in doctor mode now. "If it is between 103 and normal just give him some children's cough syrup with cold medicine in it to fight off the oncoming cold."
"Thank you we'll do that."
"Call me back if you have any problems." She said even though I know she doesn't mean it.
I hang up and look at Ricky and John. John stopped crying about 30 seconds after he started.
"Where's the thermometer?" Ricky asked.
"Upstairs in the medicine cabinet." I say as I walk up the stairs to the bathroom connected between the nursery and my room.
Ricky followed me up the stairs and sits himself and John into the rocking chair, rocking slightly. I walk out of the bathroom and walk towards them. I squat down in front of John and Ricky.
"Ok John, Mommy is going to put this in your mouth under your tongue and I need you to be very still. Okay?"
I slip it under his tongue and hold it. John pushes it out of his mouth. I give him a bad boy look and try again. He pushes it back out again. I move on to another tactic.
"John, if you keep this under your tongue for Mommy, Daddy will watch barney with you while I'm gone to the store for your medicine. Do this for Barney. Okay?" John nods his head vigorously at me. I chuckle and stick it under his tongue for 45 seconds.
Ricky smirks and says "Bribery, and with Barney no less. Amy I think someone has corrupted you."
"Yeah I think it was you." I said with a smile. I pull the thermometer out. "101.3" I state.
"You stay and watch Barney with John, you know which one is his favorite DVD, and I will go to the store and get his medicine.
"Are you sure you don't want me to go out? The storm is getting really bad." Ricky says looking worriedly out the window.
"I know I've only had my license for a month but I'm a good driver, I drive around with this little demon." I say looking affectionately at John.
"Yeah but…" Ricky says as he follows me down the stairs.
"Ricky, I'll be fine I'll be back in no time." I say as I throw on my jacket. I walk over give a kiss to John's forehead. "Plus I don't think John will let you go." I said smiling.
Ricky still looks worried. "I'll be back before you know it." I run out the door and to the car.
I pull out of the driveway and drive to the 24 hour Walgreens.
I walk inside and see someone I didn't expect to see at 11:30 on a Friday night in Walgreens.
I walk up to the scantily clad blonde woman.
"Betty?"