Chapter 3

DISCLAIMER: SEE CHAPTER 1

Matt turned the key slowly in the lock and as quietly as his booted feet would allow him, entered the room. If she was already sleeping he didn't want to wake her up. As sick as she had been the past few days, Matt knew that she needed her rest. He had even decided that if she was sleeping he would just tell her good night and go and stay at the jail for the night to ensure that she got her rest.

He had just stepped into the room when Kitty got up and came across the room towards him. "Hello Matt."

"Oh, Kitty. I figured you'd be asleep!" Matt said, suprised to see that she was still awake given how she had been feeling that morning when he left.

"No. I was waiting up for you Matt, I haven't see you all day."

"Oh!" Matt said, a smile lighting on his lips. "What did Doc tell you this afternoon?" he asked.

Kitty had made her decision and she wasn't going to tell Matt right now, she was going to leave for a while and take the time to think with out Chester, Doc, and Matt around before she made a decision, so she said simply, "Oh I'm fine Matt. Doc said that I would be fine, that it must be a something that's going around. He gave me some medicine for it."

"Oh." Matt said simply. "I missed seein' ya downstairs earlier." He sat down on the bed next to her.

"Ya did huh? Hmm, well maybe we can spend some quality time together tonight?" Kitty asked, seductively running a hand up Matt's arm.

A fire lit in Matt Dillon's blue eyes as he looked into Kitty's face. "That sounds mighty good. So are you sayin' ya want me to stick around tonight then?"

"Have I ever not wanted you to spend the night cowboy?" Kitty asked, giving Matt another seductive look. "But, uhm, cowboy if your going to come to bed your wearin' entirely to many clothes."

Matt smiled and then shucked his boots before he stood and went to hang his gun belt under his hat by the door. Then turning back towards the lovely red head who was already lying in the bed he quickly undressed down to just his underwear. Slipping in between the sheets of the soft feather bed he gathered Kitty into his arms and kissed her soundly on the mouth. "I missed ya today you know."

Kitty sighed, she would need this moment and what was to follow to help her while she was gone to New Orleans. "I missed you to cowboy." She snuggled up next to him, it was going to be a cool night. While the September days had been warm enough the nights were beginning to get a fall chill to them.

"Cold?" Matt asked. He rubbed his hands up and down her arms.

"Umm-hmm." Kitty said, snuggling deeper into Matt's warm, loving the feel of his hard chest under the cheek. "Matt, do you remember about oh, two months back when we went fishin' out to French Creek?" It had been the last time they had went out together, as the rest of the time their schedules just hadn't meshed well enough for them to get a day away together.

Matt let his mind wander back, eight weeks was a long time in his life and a lot had happened in that time span until it dawned on him, the creek, fishing, or well given their case they were supposed to be fishing and had found another way to entertain themselves instead. "Uhm-hmm. I remember. Why?"

"I was just wondering." Kitty said innocently, running her hand down Matt's hard stomach towards other regions that were beginning to come to life at the thought of their time on French Creek.

"Why you thinkin' about that?"

"Oh I just thought that we could relive that moment." Kitty said.

Matt's response was to growl low in his throat and throw the bedspread over their heads. That he could happily oblige his pretty lady.

Two hours later, a sweat covered Matt Dillon lay happy and sated with Kitty in his arms. Beginning to feel the chill in the room, Matt pulled the blankets a little higher around her shoulders and kissed her cheek. "Goodnight sweetheart." He said.

Kitty thought her heart was going to completely stop, Matt rarely used endearments and when he did it made them so much sweeter. Kitty smiled and fell asleep

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The next morning Kitty awoke and found that for the first time in a week she wasn't naseous, yet. She smiled as she looked over at Matt, he had one arm firmly wrapped around her waist, his hand resting on her hip, the other on tope of the coverlet that covered the bed. It was amazing that she was awake before him and Kitty used the time to take in the face of the relaxed Matt Dillon. Softly, she kissed a stubbled cheek before untangling herself from his grasp and made her way to the washroom.

Matt woke up when he felt Kitty leave the bed and through slitted eyes he watched her naked form move into the other room. Once she disappeared he fully opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. Another wonderful night in the arms of the woman that he loved, he wondered to himself if he had told her that lately, how much he loved her, cared about her. He was sure that she knew, but he supposed it wouldn't hurt to tell her either.

A few minutes later Kitty came back and slide into the bed beside him. Seeing him awake, she said, "Mornin' cowboy."

"Mornin'. What time is it?" Matt asked, concerned that he may have to get up and leave when all he really wanted to do was gather Kitty up in his arms and go back to sleep.

"About five o'clock. Why, do you have to get goin?" Kitty asked, she leaned up against the pillows propped behind her back.

Matt propped himself up on an elbow and looked at her. "No. You got somethin' on your mind Kitty?"

Keeping her emotions hidden as well as she could Kitty asked, "Matt do you love me?"

"You know that I do, come on Kit, what's botherin' you?"

"You never say it." Kitty commented.

"Oh Kitty, you know, we've never needed explanations but if it would make you feel better, I'll try to make more of an effort to tell you ok, but please know, I love you Kitty Russell." Matt said, he was sitting up now, his face mere inches from her's.

"Good." Kitty said.

She kept her next question to herself until after Matt had pulled his pants on and was standing in front of the basin and mirror having his morning shave. He was just pulling the razor across his jaw when Kitty asked, "Matt, what would you do if I were to ever get pregnant?"

Matt jumped at her question causing the razor to slip and nick him in the jaw. "Jeezus Kitty! Don't ask a man a question like that when's he shaving!" Matt said, dabbing the towel on his shoulder at the bleeding cut.

"Sorry, but will you answer my question?" Kitty asked.

Matt went and sat down on the bed next to her and took her hand. "Are you pregnant Kitty?"

Kitty did her best to look shocked and said, "No. It's just that I got this telegram from my cousin Charolette and it said that she was pregnant and it got me to thinking about babies and such and I don't know it was just a question Matt. Think nothing of it." Kitty said trying to dismiss the subject.

Matt took a deep breath, "I don't know Kitty. I just don't know how I would respond to a situation like that, I guess if it happened I would do the right thing, take care of you and the baby."

"What about your job Matt. Would you keep your badge?"

"No." Matt said it simply, straight forward. His line of work and families didn't mix and he would never leave his family without someone to care for them. He had seen what that had done to his own family as a young boy in Texas, when his father had been killed in the line of duty it had left his mother lifeless and then soon after she had passed as well leaving him alone. No, he could never ever do that.