Chapter 12 - Morning After

The constant beeping of the annoying alarm clock buzzing next to his bed echoed in Dillon's ears while he deeply slept on his stomach. Spending much of his time with Georgie last night had him worn out. 6:15 in the morning came way too soon. The buzzing continued and Dillon finally awoke from his comatic deep sleep. He grunted angrily and hit the button on the digital clock. Officer Quartermaine sluggishly exited his bed, put on his comfortable pants over his boxers and found the bathroom.

Georgie yawned as she walked to the kitchen in her pajamas, heading towards the coffee machine. She was awake, but her eyelids seemed to have gained a few pounds and mistaken the ice tea mix container for the foldgers coffee. She dumped contents of the ice tea mix into the coffee filter by mistake and soon realised her mishap. She sighed frustrated.

"Great." she said, taking out the coffee filter. "Now I'll be having Lemon Gourmet."

Dillon cracked open an egg and let the insides fall onto the frying pan. He thought about calling her while his breakfast was cooking. There had to have been a reason why she gave him her number. If she didn't like him in return she wouldn't have had invited Dillon into her apartment for a night cap. Maybe Georgie was busy getting ready to go to the hospital and now might not be the best time. Dillon flipped the egg over to cook on its other side. Maybe during lunch when they're both on break would be better. Or so his mind wondered.

Dr. Jones poured herself a cup of French Vanilla coffee while the bread in the toaster was heating up. She lightly blew into the small mug to keep from burning her tongue. The phone didn't ring. It was too early for him to call. He's probably getting ready for work and it's just not the best time for him to call. Georgie thought to herself, after putting the coffee cup to her lips. Before she could think of any other scenarios of when Dillon would call her the toast popped up. Georgie set her hot drink down and rescued the burned bread out of the toaster.

Seven thirty in the morning met Port Charles, New York. Dillon ran out of coffee at his apartment and decided to meet up with Lucky at Kelly's before they both had to start their day at PCPD.

"Pass the ketchup man would ya?" Lucky asked his friend from across the table, while sticking his fork in scrammbled eggs.

Didn't you stuff your face enough at home?" Dillon joked, handing Officer Spencer the bottle of Heinz ketchup.

"No. My wife isn't exactly the best cook." Lucky answered, taking it from him.

"Pretending to like her food. One of the many secrets to a life long marriage." Officer Quartermaine theorized, ripping open a pack of sweet n' low sugar.

"Exactly." agreed Lucky, squirting the ketchup on the side of his eggs. "Remember that Spike when its your turn." he finished.

"Yeah, like I'm ever gonna be taking marriage advice from my best friend whose been married and divorced more than once." Dillon scoffed.

"Elizabeth and I, have a very unique relationship." Lucky defended before taking another bite.

"I know." said Dillon, putting his spoon down.

"So, what else happened with you and miss Dr. Jones last night besides playing tonssil hockey in the rain?" asked Lucky, dipping his food in the ketchup.

"Nothing really. We went back home and she uh," Dillon began. "she invited me into her place for awhile."

"Score." said Lucky, chewing his food.

"No no, bonus points." Dillon corrected. "I didn't sleep with her if that's what you're thinking."

"I wasn't." Lucky swore. "I know you're not the one night stand type of guy." he continued, reaching for his coffee. "You went to college a virgin remember." he stated. Dillon was silent, and soon continued to tell his friend about last night.

"Anyway," Dillon hostily continued while looking at Lucky. He had to bring up the virgin memory. Dillon then folded his arms on the table and spoke. "We had a few drinks and started talking about - everything. When I was with Georgie last night, man, I don't think I ever laughed so much or had a great time out in practically forever." he admitted.

"Wow. And this coming from the same guy who last told me a few days ago that this date will probably be just another lowsy hook up." said Lucky.

"Eat your eggs." Dillon hushed him. "We have to report to duty in ten minutes." he finished, picking up his coffee cup.

"You seeing her again?" Lucky asked, collecting more scrammbled eggs with his fork. Dillon took a sip of java, procrastinating. He definatly wanted to if Georgie agreed.

"Maybe." Dillon answered, setting his cup back down.

Maxie just about had it. She felt as if she was losing her mind. Today was going to be another long never ending one. She wasn't going to have time to do laundry because one of the twins will probably be fighting or asking her to play tea party before dinner and after she comes home from work. Jesse promised he won't be home too late this time tonight, so her shoulders became less heavy. Maxie poured milk in her daughter Erica's cereal while the coffee was being made, eggs were cooking and toast was burning. Jesse came to the bread's rescue and popped it up from the toaster. A knock at their front door caught four year old Grace's attention and she put down her spoon while some milk dripped from her small chin.

"I'll get it!" Grace yelled and slid off her chair, running out the kitchen and towards the front door of their blue house.

"Look through the mailslide first Gracie!" her father yelled back, buttering four pieces of golden brown toast.

"Two hands pumpkin." said Maxie, instructing her other four year old daughter while handing the child a bowl of cheerios. The woman at their front door bent down to eye level with Grace through the mailslot on the lower middle part of the storm door.

"Hi Gracie, it's Aunt Georgie." Dr. Jones told the toddler.

"Hi Aunt Georgie!" Grace excitedly said back. "You come in." she added, reaching her little hand up to the doornob and turned it. The child soon found Georgie's waist and hugged her tightly.

"Good morning." said Georgie, picking up her blond haired niece.

"G'mornin. You want some Cheerios?" Grace asked her, while playing with the ends of her aunt's darker hair.

"Umm.." Dr. Jones thought outloud. "Do you have Lucky Charms still?" she asked, as she carried her niece on her hip into the farther room.

"Yep. I'll get you some." Grace volunteered.

"Okay." said Georgie behind a smile. She kissed Grace's cheek and put her down on the tiled kitchen floor. Grace immediatly went to a lower cupboard.

"Good morning." Dr. Jones announced to her family. Jesse and Maxie replied the same comment.

"Aunt Georgieee!" Erica sang happily, running over to her only aunt.

"Hi sweetpea." Georgie smiled, and scooped her youngest niece up in her arms placing a kiss on the child's left cheek. Erica squeezed Georgie tightly with her small arms wrapped around behind her aunt's neck.

"You want to um," Erica swallowed, then breathed again. "You want to play tea party with me and Gracie and Mommy later?" she continued after they released from their hug.

"You know I'd love to honey, but I have to work late tonight. I'm sorry." Georgie regreted, holding Erica on her hip.

"Okay." Erica said disappointedly.

"I can have a tea party with you girls tomorrow though." Georgie promised, recognizing the sad look on her niece's face. "How's that sound?" she added.

"Good!" Erica happily said.

"K." Georgie smiled, and put her niece back down.

"So.." Maxie grinned at her baby sister from the couner while holding a plate of toast in her right hand. "How'd it go last night?" she finished.

"Ugh Maxie," Georgie rolled her eyes. "I just got here and already you're starting with that." she said, hanging her purse on the back of an empty chair.

"You knew she was going to ask you G the minute you stepped foot in this house." Jesse reminded, pouring two cups of coffee.

"True. Last night was," Georgie searched for words. "great." she said, then sat down in the empty chair next to Erica.

"Coffee?" Jesse asked his sister-in-law when he turned around.

"Just a little. Thanks." replied Georgie.

"Great?" Maxie repeated, setting the plate down in the middle of the kitchen table. "That's it?" she wondered.

"No." Georgie answered, her hand cupping the side of her face while her elbow rested on the table. "It was amazing." she smiled shyly, taking her hand back down on the surface.

"Good to hear. I told you it'd be worth it, giving Dillon a chance." said Maxie.

"What'd you do last night Aunt Georgie?" Erica looked up at her while chewing the cereal.

"I kissed a cute boy." Georgie answered, lowering her head at Erica's level and resting her forehead on the top of the child's.

"Ewww.." Erica and her twin sister said in unison, causing the adults in the room to crack another smile.

"Thats gross." announced Grace.

"Why? He was very cute." said Georgie to her nieces.

"So.." said Erica.

"I kiss Daddy." said Maxie, sitting down with them holding two cups of coffee in her hands. She knew how her sister made hers. French Vanilla creamer with two packets of Sweet N' Low sugar.

"Eww.." giggled Grace, looking up at her mother.

Time flew by in an instant. Jesse finished breakfast with his girls he liked to call them, and put his plate in the sink. He gave the twins each a kiss on the cheek and saved one for his wife of eight years.

"Bye." he kissed Maxie on her lips.

"Bye. Be careful." said Maxie when their kiss broke.

"I will Max. I'll be home after one." he promised.

"Okay." she said.

"Bye Georgie." Jesse said to Dr. Jones

"See ya later." she answered back.

"I'm not gonna have to pound Dillon's face in am I?" he asked her while putting on his uniform jacket.

"No, please dont." she giggled happily. "He was very sweet and I kinda like his face the way it is." she added.

"Alright I wont pick on him. Much." said Jesse, leaving the kitchen.

"Bye Daddy!" said the twins one after the other. Jesse yelled back a goodbye from the doorway.

Maxie helped Grace down off the chair, while Georgie helped Erica and the twin girls raced to the sink, putting their empty bowls where they were taught belonged. After the identical twins left the room to go upstairs and pick out clothes to wear at daycare, Maxie was ready to get the rest of the juice on her younger sister's date last night.

"Oh yeah." Maxie exhaled a slight laugh. "I'm sure you were both paying attention to the movie." she finished, with food tucked on the inside of her cheek.

"Some of it." Georgie grinned, holding her coffee cup. She'd need all of the caffene she can get today to help her stay awake and alert during the night shift. Not to mention her mind anticipating Dillon's call. Hoping he will. Georgie took another sip of her warm French Vanilla gourment drink before speaking again. "To tell you the truth Max, I never thought I'd have such a great time with him last night. Considering all of the other so called dates I've been on before." she said, taking a slice of toast left on the plate.

"Good. You're welcome." said Maxie, chewing her food. She then swallowed. "You probably wouldn't have went for Dillon if Jesse and I didn't give you a little push." she finished.

"Oh well pat yourself on the shoulder there." Georgie sarcasticly said, then smiled to let her big sister know she was only joking. Maxie patted herself on the shoulder and took a sip of coffee.

"Did he kiss you first?" Maxie woundered, as she put her cup back down on the tan kitchen table. Georgie was silent, remembering the cinematic moment of her lips touching Dillon's.

"Yeah." Georgie answered, another smile lighter than before crossed her face. She brought her brown eyes down to the coffee cup and slowly ran her thumb along the rim. "After he caught my fall when I tripped in the parking lot." she grinned.

"Oh jezz." said Maxie. "Cluts." she added.

"I know." Georgie agreed. "It was raining last night and I mean, pouring hard." she looked up at her sister. "I was shivering a little." she continued, taking the spoon out of her coffee cup. "Dillon definatly kept me warm."

"I bet." Maxie grinned, then wipped the toast crumbs off of her mouth and continued to listen to her sister's night with a police officer.

"We just starred at each other for awhile. Then he sorta, brushed the wet hair away from my face.. and I had my hand clentching his shirt." Georgie narrated, reliving it and glancing over at the time on the microwave. "He cupped my cheeks, and within seconds we kissed." She looked back at Maxie. "In the rain. Outside of the movie theater parking lot." Georgie finished, her face beaming with happiness already.

"So romantic." Maxie sighed with a soft smile, her arms folded on the end of the table. "I'm really glad you had a great time last night, you deserve it."

"Yeah. I just," Georgie paused. "I dont want to get my hopes up again. For another let down, or get too attached to Dillon that later we might - " she rambled, only to be interrupted by her sister.

"Don't do that." said Maxie. "Don't go doing what you always do.. whenever you even allow yourself to like a guy as great as Dillon. They don't come around to often." she said.

"I know. I just can't help it Max I'm - affraid of getting hurt again." said Georgie, then took a bit of toast.

"Tough crap sis. Deal with it. You think I never got hurt in past relationships before Jesse and I?" Maxie compared.

"No. But -" Georgie answered.

"Okay." said Maxie. "So just -"

"You were never cheated on or nearly beaten to death by any of your ex boyfriends either." Georgie interrupted her from speaking further.

"No I havent. And I wish you never did either. Believe me, I wanted to kill Brody with my own two hands for hitting you." said Maxie, emphasizing strongly. There was a pause. Georgie tried to block out the memory of her abusive exboyfriend. Maxie noticed. She regreted ever bringing his name up again. She then continued adivice to her baby sister. "Georgie just be happy, and let yourself be that way with Dillon. From what you've told me and how he obviously makes you feel, enjoy it. No matter what you think might happen between you two in the future." she finished, picking up her coffee cup. Georgie was quiet, knowing Maxie was completely right. She sipped more French Vanilla.

"You do like him right?" Maxie asked, then tasted her caffine. Dr. Jones chewed her food. She thought about her sister's question and was able to give an honest answer. She definatly had some kind of feeling towards Officer Quartermaine. The same guy she dispised for never allowing her to sleep after she came home from work, while he was making acessive noise unintendedly in his apartment above her. The exact same 'jerk' who gave her a speeding ticket. Although she knew she deserved it. She got to know this jerk. Especially last night. Something was there between them. When they talked at dinner and laughing at some joke one of them would make. The way Dillon held her close to him when she became cold in the movie theater. Opening doors for her. Pulling out her chair at the restuarant. The kiss they shared in the pouring rain which made her whole body tingle. Whatever it was, Georgie knew she saw the real Dillon Quartermaine that night. Not just the jerk who was doing his job when they first met.

"He's okay." Georgie answered her sister behind a soft stretch of her lips, taking another bite of toast

Chapter 13 - The Friends Episode

Just a few more hours left of his long day and Dillon was happy he'd have a good reason to look forward of returning home. For the past few weeks he found himself feeling this way. All because of some girl he met under the most simple situation. Throughout each day he spent his time with Georgie when neither of them were working, Dillon realised to himself just how much he easily began to like Dr. Jones. It was the little things Georgie did or said and even her features that he grew to adore. The way she chewed her food when he took her out to eat or they'd share a meal at one of their apartments. The laugh she produces when something amuses her that makes her small nose slightly scrunch. How the contour of her petite body fit perfectly in his arms while sitting on the couch and watching a movie marathon. The sweet scent of her perfume and her Dove shampooed hair. Her dimples embedded on both sides of her cheeks when she smiles. Most of all how comfortable she makes him feel in the presence when their together. Thinking about her from time to time when they're not. Dillon did not doubt for a second he was obviously already falling in love with her too. It was just too soon for him to be completely sure, and he didn't want to wreck anything between them if Georgie found out his deep feelings just yet.

Dillon hated nights like this. Stuck at his desk and taking statements from eyewitnesses when he wanted to be out on the town with Lucky, where all of the bad guys come out to play. He figured he was currently on Mac's unofficial non fan list since Dillon has been seeing his daughter and crime fighting was no longer his duty tonight. However, that would be unfair and cruel of Comissioner Scorpio to deny Dillon of hunting down criminals just because he's involved with Georgie. She's an adult and has been for four years now. Dillon did get his adventure of capturing criminals with Lucky after all all night. Only at this hour, he wasn't needed outside of the station.

"Why don't you stop waisting our time and save your ass by telling us the truth." said Jesse, warning Ric Lansing who sat in the interigation room across the table from Mac.

"I did! And I already told you I'm innocent." Ric swore, handcuffed while raising his voice at the law inforcers.

"According to evidence Mr. Lansing and your unjustifiable alibi," Mac began, with strong emphasis in his words. "you could be facing a guilty charge." he finished.

"This is ridiculous," Ric shook his head and readjusted himself in the chair. "I'm not responsible for my brother's murder attempt."

"Oh c'mon Lansing, you even pulled the classic sting from a mob film." Dillon pointed out. "Hiring someone to do it so the blood isn't on your hands. But you slipped up and got sloppy, and now your caught." he leaned his back off the wall and walked with his arms folded.

"We have your phone records you made calls to every person who you spoke to the night before Sonny was almost killed." implied Jesse.

"And what do you know?" Dillon joked, standing in his last step. He put his hands down on the table and faced Ric. "Two of those calls were from your pal Trevor."

The two characters inside her television set were panicing and chasing a bus to rescue their friend's baby son still on board. Georgie had just come home an hour ago from her late night shift at the hospital, took her meds, and sat on the couch in her living room catching up on marathon episodes of Friends. She caught herself thinking about Dillon during commercial breaks and plenty of times at work. All the time at work to be exact. She knew it would happen the more they got to know each other and spend moments together. The feeling of butterflies in the pit of her stomach. Liking everything about him and the effect of happiness he had on her. Loving his imperfections. She hadn't felt this happy with anyone in a long time either. Georgie began to realise she'd find herself even missing him from time to time when they weren't flirting or teasing each other like two kids at a playground. Hearing his voice on the phone during every call seemed to help make those feelings of loneliness disappear. Snoopy rested her small furry head on her owner's lap while Chandler and Joey found Ben at Human Services. Another baby on the show in an adjacent crib looked similar to Ben.

"Please tell me you know which one is our baby." Chandler said to one of his best friends.

"Well that one has ducks on his tshirt and this one has clowns. And Ben was definatly wearing ducks." Joey answered."Okay." Chandler said, relieved.

"Or clowns." Joey added. "Wait ! This one is definatly Ben," he pointed to the infant. "remember he had that cute little mole by his mouth?"

"Hey Ben remember us? Okay the mole came off. What are we gonna do? What the hell are we gonna do?" Chandler asked his friend now."Uh, uh..we'll flip for it." Joey suggested quickly. "Ducks or clowns."

"Oh we're gonna flip for the baby?!" Chandler hostily asked.

"You got a better idea?!" Joey asked back in the same way.

"Alright call it in the air." Chandler said, taking a quarter out of his pocket.

"Heads." gambled Joey, as the coin was tossed in the air. Chandler caught it and flipped the quarter on his hand.

"Heads it is." revealed Chandler.

"Yesss!" Joey said in truimph, making two fists. "Phew." he exhaled loudly.

"We have to assign 'heads' to something!" Chandler reminded his not so bright friend.

"Oh right. Alright uh.." Joey thought outloud. "Ducks is heads because ducks, have heads." he concluded. There was a small pause and Chandler looked at him.

"What kind of scary ass clowns came to YOUR birthday?" Chandler strongly asked, causing the audience to laugh and Georgie doing the same. There were three rings until she found the black cordless phone hidden in the same living room.

"Hello." Georgie answered.

"Hello Ledfoot," a husky male voice replied. "What's your favorite scary movie?" he finished.

"You know you gave yourself away mister pranker with that opening line." said Georgie, recognizing who he really was.

"Damn. Well I only had fifteen seconds to think." Dillon said on the other end of the reciever, tossing a pen back inside a cup on his desk.

"Whatta you doing goofball?" Georgie lightly smiled while sitting next to Snoopy on the couch, her legs lounged down to almost the other end of the couch and her back resting against a pillow.

"Nothing." Dillon answered, leaning back on his chair. "Waiting to go home and leave this boring place." he finished.

"No crime fighting action tonight?" she asked, glimpsing the next scene of her favorite show.

"Nope." he replied, his hand behind his head.

"Poor you." she teased, crossing her ankles on the couch coushins.

"How was GH?" Dillon asked while he lounged in his chair with wheels.

"Long but okay I guess. I had my first major surgery today." Georgie told him proudly.

"Nice..Did the patient live?" he teased back.

"Yes. And if it weren't for my help Quartermaine you'd still have a bullet trapped inside your body." Georgie reminded him, playing with the ends of her hair as it wrapped around her finger.

"By the way thanks for that." said Dillon.

"Yeah." she smiled.

"What are you up to tonight?" he asked her.

"Nothing. Just sitting in my lovely loney apartment with hardly any food because of you," she answered. "and watching Friends." she finished.

"You and that damn show." Dillon joked.

"I know." Georgie agreed, petting Snoopy by her right side. The phone lines became quiet on each end. "So what are your plans after work tonight?" she asked him.

"Well I was hoping to spend the rest of the night with my girlfriend." said Dillon, taking his hand out from behind his head and still leaned back in the leather chair.

"Your girlfriend huh?" Georgie smirked, tracing the wrinkle in the couch with her fingertip. They never defined their relationship of over three weeks, until now.

"Yeah. I'm sure you know her. She's beautiful. And a pretty funny doctor. Smart but can't make a decent meal." said Dillon.

"Very true." Georgie acknowledged.

"I kind of miss her." Dillon confided. Both phone lines were silent again.

"I miss you too." Georgie told him.

"So I'll see you in about an hour, your place?" Dillon asked.

"It's a date." she confirmed. "And bring some food you owe me." she added.

"No problem. Bye." he smiled happily.

"Bye." Georgie replied back the same way and hung up the phone.

Two and a half hours swooped by, and Georgie welcomed her current boyfriend into her apartment. Normally they'd go out to the movies or have a few drinks at some club. Tonight was just one of those nights when all they wanted to do was stay home and relax together. The coffee table was covered in empty plates of Italian food, and two glasses of white wine stood next to napkins and the television remote control. Three DVD cases layed near Dillon's crossed feet covered in white cotton socks on the same table. Georgie found a comfortable place next to him with her head on his broad shoulder and her arm lazily drapped over his tight abdomen. He held her protectivly as they watched a classic film rented on DVD. Something was bothering Georgie. Dillon had a huntch something was on her mind and it caused her to be not herself. She'd usually talk about how great that scene was or lack there of. Discuss the best parts of the film so far and Dillon would tell her to be quiet or agree with what she said. Tonight she was just different. He needed to find out what was bothering her. Dillon felt Georgie's hand move up to his chest and stop in place to settle. He slowly ran his fingertips up and down her bare arm that was opposite his chest.

"You okay?" Dillon quietly asked while looking down at her. "You've been kinda quiet all night." he finished. Georgie kept her eyes on the TV screen, not paying any attention to the storyline. She then spoke.

"No." Georgie replied, barely audible. "I'm not. I'm not okay Dillon." she confided.

"What's wrong?" he asked her, looking at her brown hair while still gently dancing his fingers along her soft skin arm. Georgie slowly closed her eyes and fought the tensness in her throat. "C'mon G you can tell me anything." he said when she was silent. Georgie opened her deep brown eyes and made tiny circles on Dillon's chest with her fingertips.

"I'm sick." she tranquily said, her glossy brown eyes starring down at her boyfriend's chest as she softly made more tiny circles. There was a slight pause.

"You're sick." Dillon repeated, comprehending. "Okay. Do you need any like, Pepto Bismal or some -"

"No." she interrupted him. "No it's nothing like that." she raised her head off of his shoulder and looked up into his chocolate brown eyes. He saw her deep browns becoming tearful. And it wasn't from the movie this time.

"It's serious isn't it." Dillon stated, as she removed herself from laying next to his body and sat up. She nodded, looking down at her hands.

"Yeah." Georgie answered. "It's serious." she repeated him, playing with the hairtie on her left wrist.

"I'm listening." Dillon reminded her, his right hand on her lower back. Georgie's bottom lip quivered and she tucked it in. She inhaled air and released her bottom lip.

"I have breast cancer." she uttered, almost to a whisper. Dillon was now the silent one. He didn't know what to say. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He then swallowed hard and spoke.

"H-How," he studdard. "How long have you known?" he asked, sitting up on the couch with his hand still resting on her lower back.

"Seven months." Georgie answered, then turned her head to meet Dillon. He softly brushed the hair away from her tearfilled eyes, signaling to her his support and comfort. "I was getting ready," she swallowed in her tense throat. "to go out with Maxie and Robin and my friend Amye from med school, to celebrate my victory at starting an internship at General Hospital." she looked down at their now joined hands. "After I got out of the shower I dried off and - felt this," she wipped her right cheek with her other hand. "this quarter sized lump in my left breast." her voice broke. Dillon was at a lose of words. He did not like to see her this way. Especially crying. He gently rubbed his thumb along the surface of her hand.

"Have you been taking any treatment for it? I know that usually slows down the cancer cells right?" he asked her. She nodded.

"Chemotherapy." she looked up at him. "I've been doing every single treatment possible."

"That's good. Thats good. You'll beat it, Georgie." said Dillon, still sweeping his thumb along her skin. "Lots of women do." he finished. She lowered her head slightly and allowed the tears to meet her cheekbones. She didn't have the energy to hold back anymore. Georgie brought her deep brown eyes back up at her boyfriend.

"My mom didn't." she murmured. "And I'm really, really scared that I'm going to end up just like her." Georgie broke down in tears.

"Hey, hey." Dillon moved closer to Georgie and delicatly touched the side of her wet face. "Stop. You're not going to Ledfoot. Alright?" he cupped her other cheek in his palm. "Look at me." he said when she turned away. She then obliged and returned her eyes at him. "You'll beat this thing." Dillon encouraged her. "And I'll be with you the rest of the way. We'll beat it together." he promised, holding both of Georgie's cheeks in his hands. She smiled lightly and closed her eyes behind a soft weep when he gently pressed his lips against her forehead. Dillon then placed a kiss on the tip of her nose and soon found her lips. Georgie sniffled, kissing him back.

Author's Note: MORE TO COME ASAP!! I will be putting the REST of the story chapters all in this section from now on since I only have 2 more documents left of my account. I need to save those two document files for the sequel of Lost Without Each Other. Please send me a messege asking to let you know when I have updated this story if you dont have me saved as a favorite author or something and I will definatly let you know when I have updated Along The Broken Road. Thanks for reading! And your comments! More to come shortly.