Chapter 12 Almost Perfect

Dylan rolled over and noticed Brenda's side of the bed was empty. He threw on a shirt and went downstairs to find Brenda and Cindy making breakfast.

"Good morning Mrs. Walsh."

"Oh Dylan please its Cindy."

"Ok Cindy" he said with a sweet smile.

"Hey beautiful." he grabbed around Brenda's waist gently pulling her close to him and kissing her softly.

Cindy looked down trying not to stare but smiled.

"Good morning babe, want some coffee?"

"Yes please."

Dylan walked over and sat down on the kitchen table grabbing the newspaper. Brenda walked over and gave Dylan his coffee.

"Do you have plans today?

"No why?"

"Well I have my first dr. appointment today, want to come?"

"Of course I want to go." Dylan smiled and kissed her on the nose.

Cindy sat back and watched her daughter, how she looked at him, how she talked to him, they were laughing and playfully joking with each other. She had never seen Brenda this happy before. All Cindy could do was sigh and hope she would always see her daughter like that. She couldn't stop thinking about her grand babies and how finally both her kids were giving her one.

Dylan looked up from the paper to see Jim coming in.

"Good morning Mr. Walsh."

"Good morning." Jim said under his breath.

"Dad, you want some breakfast."

No hun I am good with just coffee."

What are you two doing today? He said looking at Brenda and Dylan

"We have a doctor's appointment" Brenda said smiling

Jim rolled his eyes but only Cindy saw.

"What about you Dylan, you don't work?"

"Yeah, I still own the pit and the club but it seems to run fine without me there."

"Figures" Jim mumbled

"Dad what is your problem?" Brenda said

"He's my problem" he said raising his voice, "He doesn't work, he only lives off his trust, what kind of roll model is he going to be for your child?"

"Jim" Cindy cried

Dylan sat there silent, Brenda knew he was about to explode but was keeping it in.

"Look dad I am not a kid anymore you can't tell me what to do."

"Brenda, he isn't good enough." Jim screamed

Brenda burst into tears; Dylan stood up and just glared at Jim.

"You're not coming in between us this time." He said calmly yet stern.

He took Brenda's hand and guided her into the living room.

Brenda cried in Dylan arms, "Why is he like this, he seemed fine yesterday."

"Bren, your dad will get over it. Its nothing new, we should be used to this."

"Dylan last time we went through this it didn't end well. It led you into the arms of someone else with less parental baggage."

"That's not going to happen, we aren't kids anymore and we are having a baby."

Dylan wiped her tears then kissed her on the cheek.

"Go up get ready for the appointment. I will talk to him."

Dylan walked back into the kitchen where he interrupted Cindy yelling at Jim.

"Look Jim, you can think and say whatever you want to me, I am not going to cry about it but don't upset Brenda. She is having my baby whether you like it or not and were getting married."

"How could you guys be so irresponsible, I mean you knocked her up. I always had a feeling…"

"Nothing is 100% Jim, we are careful but it's not a mistake it's meant to be. We want this baby and we are excited. Why can't you just be happy for us and if not for me then for your daughter?"

Dylan was turning red at this point and he started yelling, "Why am I not good enough for her?" I am not a bad person, you have known me for years, am I really that bad?"

Jim yelled back "You hurt her Dylan, you weren't there when she cried for years after you left her for Kelly. You weren't there to see her fall apart. You broke her heart and no matter what she always ran back to you."

At this point both guys were in each other's face, Cindy was crying.

"DYLAN!!!!" Brenda screamed

Dylan turned in the direction of the stairs, he knew something was wrong.

"Brenda?" he yelled back.

Dylan looked at Jim and ran up stairs, her parents following behind. Dylan swung open their bedroom door and called out, "Brenda?" he didn't see her.

"Dylan in here" she said crying.

Dylan saw Brenda on the floor of the bathroom, she was crying hysterically.

"What wrong baby?" he said softly while kneeling on the ground and putting his arms around her.

"I don't know, I heard you guys yelling and I got upset, I went to go downstairs to butt in but felt…."

Dylan looked down and noticed one of their towels was lying in between Brenda's legs and had blood all over it.

Dylan took a deep breath trying to save face in front of Brenda.

"Do you think I am losing the baby?" Brenda said sobbing

"I don't know Bren, come on get something on, let's go to the hospital."

Jim and Cindy stood in the entrance of the bathroom just staring at them.

"What did I do" Jim whispered under his breath.

Dylan picked Brenda up, grabbed some sweat pants off the chair and carried her downstairs.

"We will take Brenda's car, we will meet you there." Cindy yelled to Dylan as they left.

Kelly woke up and felt Brandon's arm around her. Without even opening her eyes, she smiled and let out a groan while she stretched closer to him. Brandon squeezed her tight as he felt her move close to him.

"Is this a dream, are you really here?" She asked in her cutesy voice.

"Yep Brandon Walsh here to service you, I mean serve you."

"ooh that sounds good to me." Kelly said giggling

"Want some breakfast? I can make you whatever you want, pancakes, eggs…"

"I do want breakfast but sorry you're not making anything, remember I am here to take care of you. What would you like for breakfast then?"

"Hmmmm well maybe French toast, strawberries, orange juice…." Kelly smiled as she leaned in kissing him.

Brandon cell rang, "Hold that thought Kel, Stay there, promise, don't move, I am not done with you."

Kelly smiled and sat still.

"Hello…..this is Brandon Walsh…..yep ….ok ……great!! Oh I look forward to it. Ok see you then. Bye"

"Who was that?"

"That was the editor from the L.A. times. He called my office in New York and my boss told me I was here. He was calling to ask me if they could move up my interview for tomorrow, isn't that great?

"Oh good, I am so glad."

"Now where were we", Brandon leaned in and kissed her, moving down to her neck and across her collar bone."

Brandon's phone rang again, "Are you kidding me?"

"Don't get it, you can call them back." As Kelly pulled Brandon in closer and kissed him.

"What if it's important, I won't be long." He said kissing the tip of her nose.

"Hello." Brandon said smiling rubbing Kelly's belly.

"Brandon? Its mom, we are on our way to the hospital."

"The hospital? What happened?"

Kelly sat up, "What's happening?"

"Its Brenda", she had a fight with your father and was upset, she is bleeding we are going to make sure she and the baby are ok."

"Oh my god, ok ok we will be right there."

Brandon clicked his cell phone shut and looked down sadly. The memories came back to him of Kelly's miscarriage.

"It's Brenda, she is bleeding." Brandon said looking down at Kelly's belly

"Oh no." Kelly said as a tear formed in her eye.

They threw on some clothes and rushed out of then house. Kelly couldn't help but get teared up. With everything that has happened with her she understood what Brenda must be going through. She also knew Brenda was farther along then she was.

"Oh Brandon I hope everything is ok." Kelly said while looking out the window

"I know Kelly me too."

They drove as fast as they could and finally arrived at the hospital.

I know some of you might be sitting with your mouth open. It was a deep chapter, not to light hearted and I apologize for it. Send me your comments pleeeeaseee I really would like to know what everyone thinks. Working on the next chapter as we speak cause I am in my mode.