Chapter 24 -Head Over Feet
The mirror was wrong. It had to be someone else's reflection with a bigger chest and insanely round stomache the size of a beach ball. The person in that mirror could not have been the same Dr. Robin Scorpio-Drake. Upgraded to resembling Free Willy the whale. At least that is what Robin was telling herself and everyone around her who complimented the 'pregnant glow.' Patrick reminded her she never looked more beautiful. Robin brushed her hair and ran her swollen fingers through her locks for style.
"Robin we're gonna be late honey," Patrick repeated for the second time this afternoon as he entered their bedroom "I made reservations for us to eat in about -" he quickly paused to make something up so shed get ready faster. "twenty five minutes."
"Why would," she searched for a necklace to take the presence off of her 'three chins'. "why would you even make lunch reservations at 1:00 in the afternoon Patrick people dont do that anymore they just - go to lunch." Robin scolded him as she clasped the chain together. "makes no sence." she mumbled.
"So you can ask me that very question while you're still getting ready." Dr. Drake replied back while he walked over to his wife standing in the middle of the room now.
"Well Im almost done. You just have to put my shoes on me." Robin smiled, enjoying being pampered. There can be some advantages at being nine months pregnant when you cant see your feet or ankles. Patrick found her shoes and helped Robin slide her foot in both as she sat on the bottom of their bed.
"Dont you have to go into GH in about an hour anyway?" Robin asked her husband as he tied her shoe.
"No." Patrick said, crossing the white laces while she held her leg. "Matt is filling in for me." he finished.
"Hm." Robin said in her throat.
Today should be a good day. No nausea met her at breakfast or even lunch at Kelly's with Dillon. Her body didnt feel like jello and nothing fell into the sink while taking her brown hair out of the towel after the steamingly hot shower with her boyfriend. So far, today has been great.
"Hey," Dillon interrupted her thoughts while Georgie put the cups down on the decorated pink tablecloth. She turned and looked back into his brown eyes. "Are you sure you're going to be okay? I don't really have to go if you need me."
"Oh no, no Im fine" Georgie tucked a piece of her thin hair behind her ear. "Go its okay." she smiled. Dillon didn't believe her face and made one of his own with his hand on her waist. She had a feeling what he was thinking, and needed to assure Officer Quartermaine she'll be okay without him today. "Dillon it's - Im fine alright? I'll be fine I promise. Go to work." she finished.
"Are you sure?" he broke the silence between them. "Cause I can stay." he added, wanting to.
"Yes." Georgie answered him. "I'll be okay," her hand touched the side of his shaven face. "without you for a few hours." she smiled again. "Go. Its just a boring female bonding party." Georgie finished with the same smile. Dillon was at ease. He could see it in her eyes she was okay today. He exhaled in defeat.
"Ok." Dillon finaly agreed. She held his cheek in her left palm. "Alright I'll uh, I'll go to work just call me okay?" he asked. Georgie nodded. "If you need me or just want to talk." he smiled the way in which always makes her heart beat irregularly.
"I will." Georgie promised, her thumb lightly brushing against his jawline.
"M'kay. I love you." he just about whispered, still holding the side of her thin waist.
"I love you too." she said back the same way, leading him into a sensual long soft kiss he didnt hesitate to return.
"Bye." they said in unison, grinning when they realised it was together.
Dillon didn't know what it was that convinced him to leave. The thought of other people gathered inside Kelly's diner they both know and grew to love, who he knew loved Georgie almost as much as he did would be around to protect her when he couldnt. The fact that Maxie became more of a mother figure to her younger sister since she was a kid and wouldn't dream of letting anything happen to Georgie. Wether it'd be in her power or not. Maybe even Georgie herself had to convience this man she once loathed that today of all days, she would be fine. It was knowing he'd see her later on tonight kept him going throughout the day without her. And for the first time in almost eleven months they have been together he felt at ease.
Before Maxie could ask her sister if it'd be okay if her and Dillon could watch the twins tonight while Maxie and Jesse take the evening to spend together for their upcoming wedding anniversary, Elizabeth announced the arrival of Patrick and Robin. Lights in the dinner soon shut off and the guests for the baby shower scattered in hiding. Yelling out suprise did truely catch Robin off gaurd with her arm wrapped around behind her husband's waist.
"Oh my gosh!" Robin couldnt help but to laugh in excitement and knew the reason why Patrick came up with such a bad lie earlier. The couple found each other's lips as the family and friends applauded and produced smiles on each of their faces while witnessing suprised reactions from the mother and father to be.
"Did you really have no idea?" Patrick asked his wife after he freed his lips from hers. She looked up at him and grined.
"I knew." Robin admitted. "I'm just a good actress as you are bad liar." she fixed a wrinkle in his shirt.
"M'kay." Patrick hugged her. Each guest got their turn after him.
"You." Robin pointed to Maxie as she came towards her cousin. "I told you no parties for me.. Im supersticious about these baby showers." she revealed.
"Oh shutup your baby is going to be healthy and beautiful." Maxie embraced Robin in a hug. Georgie watched with a smile and soon felt a bit of jealousy come over her when Maxie said those words.
"Hi." Dr. Jones welcomed her cousin, Robin returning an embrace to her. "You look gorgeous."
"So do you." Dr. Drake said back. "How do you feel today?" she added, the physician inside her took over for a second. Georgie paused, and for the first time in her life she lied.
"I'm fine." she answered. "Anyways this is YOUR day Robin - dont worry about me." Georgie advised. Robin brushed her thumb along the back of her cousin's hand she still had in hers.
"Well Im always going to. Your like my baby sister," she looked at Maxie "both of you." and returned her eyes to Georgie. The spotlight was on Robin for the next fourty five minutes, while Patrick mingled with some of the men who decided to stay and watch their wives and girlfriends interact at this type of party they knew nothing about. Gifts giving to the mother to be was their only knowledge, and baby shower games were not their cup of tea - the men would loose anyway. It was a known fact based on all of the womens' opinions.
'She should eat something now to keep her immune system active. The last chemo treatment drained her body last night.' Dillon thought to himself as he briefly eyed the time on the car radio. 'She better eat something soon if she's not.' his mind wandered where it usually always is, on Georgie.
"You're gonna drive us both in the next lane pal." Lucky interrupted his best friend's thoughts while sitting in the passengers seat, keeping his eyes pealed for anything out of the ordinary or trouble taking place on Ninth Avenue.
"Hm?" Dillon said in his throat, making a left turn as the light changed green.
"She can take care of herself when your not there." Lucky looked at his partner, knowing exactly where Dillon's mind was. Dillon turned the wheel slightly to try avoid the pothole. The only one speaking now was that of the radio DJ announcing to the listeners the next song in his playlist. Officer Quartermaine brought his eyes to his partner, letting Lucky know he heard him and that he could be wrong.
"Thats the thing about Georgie man," Dillon looked back on the road in front of him. "she wants to take care of everyone but herself."
"Well spike she's a doctor and -" Lucky concluded, his arm resting on the open window of their shared police car.
"No." Dillon spoke over Officer Spencer. "it's her nature. Its - her Dad, her sister, Robin, me, a patient at GH, her frigen dog, and.." he breathed. "then her. Ever since I met Georgie she was last on her list of priorites."
"Yeah she takes after her mother." Lucky agreed.
"You knew Felicia?" Dillon asked, keeping his eyes on the city road.
"Not personaly." Lucky answered, looking out the same window he had five seconds ago. "I knew of her from what my mother told me. Felicia died when I was ten. Mom was upset for years. She said 'Felicia would give you the clothes off of her own back to keep the cold off yours'. Her family and friends came first before Felicia." Lucky explained about his mother's longtime friend. Dillon glanced over at Lucky and then the red jeep wrangler in front of them.
"Like mother like daughter." Dillon said.
"Where the hell IS this guy?" Lucky said to himself and his partner while scanning the neighborhood as they drove down the busy street.
"I dont know but Im taking a detour." Officer Quartermaine planned.
"Yeah." Lucky agreed, seeing out his veiw.
"I just want to take care of Georgie more now and, like just -" he searched words again. "for the rest of my life." he confessed outloud. Lucky looked at his friend. A bump in the road caused the car to shift, their bodies went with the motion of the vehicle. "I love her. Head over feet." Dillon continued. "I'm insanely unconditionally, in love with this amazing woman." he finished with a small laugh, hearing his own words cross his lips. Words he thought he'd never get to say again.
"Dont you mean head over heels?" Lucky asked, holding onto the grip above his head for fast turns.
"No head over feet." Dillon answered, looking back at Officer Spencer.
"Oh." said Lucky. "Alright man." he added.
"I'm serious Lucky." Dillon glanced at the road. Lucky rejected the homeless man outside his window as they passed him on the side street, and listened to his friend again. Dillon pondered while keeping his left hand on the top of the steering wheel. Cancer or no cancer he was going to be with Georgie Jones however long time allowed. He liked her even before he knew of her illness, and more each day he knew her as a person. Falling in love with her was out of his control. But it was inevitable. There was a reason why he never got to marry his first love. Georgie was his second chance at just being happy again. And she made him that way. Her sense of humor, her personality, her beauty, every flaw and imperfection she had just as well as anyone else invited him in her heart. She became his. Dillon came to a conlusion within less than ten minutes. He didnt have to ask himself the same questions twice. Because he was head over feet in love with this woman, he knew she loved him just as much. Spending the rest of his life with her was a definate.
"I want Georgie always." Dillon repeated. He turned his face to his friend. "I'm going to marry her." he finished, positivly.
"You are serious bro." Lucky said outloud.
"Yeah I am." Dillon said, while a light smile found his mouth and his eyes back onto the road.
"Wow." Lucky breathed out in shock. He never thought Dillon would have the courage to take that step again. "Thats great man, Im happy for you bro." Lucky manly patted his best friend's shoulder. Dillon nodded in thanks of blessing. There was a breif pause between the two as Dillon continued to drive. His mind wandered again, conjouring up plans on when to ask his girlfriend of eleven months to be his wife.
Baby blankets, a stroller, top of the line carseat, dozens of pink, white, lavender, and yellow outfits for the new Drake baby were being awed and observed by everyone who brought them. Georgie and Dillon's gift to Robin and Patrick's baby was next and she sat beside Maxie while putting on the most convincing smile. Awes filled the private party at Kelly's for the millionth time.
"It's the one we saw at Bloomingdales coincidently after you told me about your pregnancy." Georgie laughed behind her convincing, but forced smile as Robin observed the baby mobile to put above the crib.
"Oh my gosh it is..." Dr. Drake remembered, looking at the box which held the mobile inside. "Thank you so much G." she finished.
"Your welcome. Dillon actually gets full credit, he spotted it." Georgie stated. "He wanted to get you 'the best stroller for a will be cute as anything baby.' " she continued, quoting her boyfriend from the day they shopped for baby Drake. Somewhere along the line baby Quartermaine bounced off both of their lips. Dillon started that conversation when they saw a crib. As Robin observed the next gift given to her by Monica, Georgie came to a realization. Out of all the men she ever dated in her life Dillon was truely the only one she ever considered having a baby with. The only one she ever really wanted to. The basinet was beautiful with a pure white finish. Something inside Georgie yearned for that basinet to be for her unexisting baby. The baby her and Dillon were talking about maybe one day having if it ever did happen. She wanted that baby with Dillon even more after the thought of maybe not having the chance to share a child with him. Dr. Jones suddenly felt queezy and discretely shut her eyes quickly. Maxie noticed her distraught sister could not hold back any longer for anyone.
"Honey are you okay?" Maxie softly asked her sister as she put her hand on Georgie's back. Dr. Jones exhaled and began to leave her chair.
"I'll be fine, sorry excuse me Robin I need -" she swallowed in her tense throat, refusing to let her eyes fill with tears. "I'll be right back." Georgie covered, thanking God she remembered her cell phone was kept in her jeans pocket.
"Do you want me to come with you?" Maxie asked, watching her younger sister leave the group.
"No, stay here Max I'll just be a minute." Georgie answered, her voice lowered an octive as she headed to the front door.
The drive to criminal watch grew longer while Dillon was behind the wheel. They still had no luck with finding the fellon Mac had set them out to go after and bring the guy in for questioning.
"What are you doing we're supposed to be looking for a low-life?" Lucky asked, noticing Dillon was not driving on the detoured route they both planned.
"Yeah well our break came early and I need to make an important stop." Officer Quartermaine said, turning the car the opposite way in the direction they needed to be. Lucky knew Dillon was up to something and he knew what that something was.
"Bro Im really happy you want to ask the love of your life to marry you, but now is not exactly the right time to be picking out sparkling rocks to put on her danty finger." Lucky informned him. "What if she says no? Then you'd be an idiot with a peice of expensive jewelry." he added.
"Will you just - shutup dude and take a lesson in romancin' the ladies." Dillon looked over at his friend. "It wouldnt hurt to do something for your wife either." he added.
"I romance Elizabeth with every opporitunity I get . We have a great relationship if its any of your business." Lucky spat.
"You do tell me your business. Sometimes alot more than I like to know." Dillon smugged. Lucky returned the same expression. Before they could drag their nuckles with the rest of the male primates Dillon's cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and his soul smiled.
"Hey beautiful." Dillon answered. Lucky rolled his eyes with a grin and watched the road for his best friend.
"Hi." Georgie answered back, smiling soothingly at the sound of his voice. Dillon needed convincing that she was taking care of herself while he wasn't there. He heared it in the sound of her voice that she wasn't okay. She was a bad liar and could never hide from him what was bothering her.
"How's the baby shower? Everything alright?" Officer Quartermaine asked his girlfriend. Georgie paused shortly and inhaled the fresh air, hoping it would clear her nasil and throat. She could see a blur in the yellow flower that stood on the table outside of Kelly's as her eyes wanted to fill again.
"It's good um," Georgie replied with her right hand in her front jean pocket. "Robin has so much for the baby now she - her and Patrick are set." she faked a smile, omitting that Dillon would not be able to see her expression. But he could read her even with the sound of her voice. Love just happened to work like that. "They loved the baby mobile for the crib." she added.
"Thats good." Dillon pulled over. Lucky motioned to his partner with his thumb he was getting out of the car. Dillon nodded.
"Yeah." Georgie agreed, trying to think of something else to say. She was too late.
"You want anything on the menu for dinner later?" He asked. Knowing she probably didnt eat very much when she should. The corner of Georgie's mouth curled upward. Her mind asking how he knew.
"You." She teased. "Oh and bring some food. Chinese." she finished, moving a peice of hair away from her moistened cheek.
"Cat chow in a box. Yum." Dillon sarcasticly remarked, turning down the radio.
"They dont kill cats and - never mind." She surrendered, remembering she never wins this subject. "Whatever. You know what I want."
"Rice and shrimp." Dillon said, his thumbnail absentmindedly scratched the steering wheel cover. He waited for her response. The wind blew in Georgie's cellphone reciever.
"Rice and shrimp." She confirmed. "Strangly enough its the only food that doesn't mess with my stomache." Georgie added, playing with a flower petal on the table.
"Yeah no kidding. Gives me a rumble in mine." Dillon said, looking out his windsheild at the pedestrians crossing the pavement.
"I had the smallest piece of cake. Erica said I should take more because its chocolate with chocolate icing." Dr. Jones smiled. Dillon created the same expression, turning his head to the left and back to front.
"Erica will eat anything with a chocolate ingredient." he said.
"I used to. Peanut butter Gertrude Hawk chocolate bar.. take me away." she pleaded. Both sides of the phone lost in thought of another subject. Dillon did not want to have a whole negative conversation over the phone, especially about her illness. He knew why there was silence over the recievers and wanted just to stay positive for both of their benefits. Georgie tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear and began to speak, only to pause when Dillon broke the silence.
"Hey um," he thought outloud while scratching the itch on the back of his neck, looking out the driver side window of the police car. "there's no rule about eating actual dinner for dinner right?" he asked his girlfriend of eleven months.
"No not that I know of." Georgie answered
"Okay good well dont eat too much at that baby shower, bring your appetite." he suggested.
"I wont. I can barely eat anything today and Im SO hungry!" she aggressivly expressed while using her free hand, not even having a third of Italian in her blood. Dillon smirked.
"Well in a way thats good, you'll be even hungrier tonight. Until then try to eat something filling to hold you over." Dillon said to , looking over at Lucky who signaled they need to leave soon. Officer Quartermaine noded and held up 2 fingers, one being symbolic for 'one minute', the other was the middle finger.
"Yeah. Whatever you say Dr. Officer Quartermaine." Georgie stretched the side of her mouth agreeing with him.
"No its not whatever I say, what I say is the law remember that." Dillon fair warned his girlfriend. Georgie's eyebrow raised.
"Oh really? Do we need to have this conversation again of which human sexes rules all?" Georgie dared ask, leaning her back up against the restaurant building.
"I meant the fact that I wear the badge smartass." Dillon clearified with pride.
"Rather be a smartass than a kissass Quartermaine." Georgie spat back with confidence and a grin.
"Agreed." said Dillon, digging his thumbnail into the steerling wheel cover. Lucky opened the passenger door to the squadcar and bent his head down.
"I hope its Mac your talking to now because we gotta roll man theres a lead on that robbery by Bleecker." Officer Lucky Spencer implied to his best friend and partner.
"Alright bro chill. Get in." Dillon suggested and switched his cellular phone to the left ear. "I'll see you soon baby." he said to Georgie on the other end.
"Yeah see you soon be careful." Georgie answered back. She honestly hated the fact her boyfriend risked his life everyday to keep the streets clean and helped put fugitives behind bars. Hoping to never recieve a phone call at the hospital about her future husband had been shot in the left artery near his heart, and demanding the best surgeon to remove it. She stopped praying for herself to be healed first ever since she fell in love with Dillon, and instead prayed of protection for him whenever he stepped foot out of their apartment doors. This morning after her routine neasuea, she continued those prayers and silently did so after hanging up with Dillon. Georgie returned back inside to the baby shower at Kelly's diner and joined to celebrate the upcoming birth of Robin and Patrick's first daughter together. She waited for the constant questions she always had the answers to and assured whoever asked that she was feeling alright today, just needed some fresh air. For once in her life Georgie lied to all who cared because she was not alright. Not today, not yesturday or last week. Physically she was not. Spiritually, she tried her best to be okay. Faith was running thin but she was determined to enjoy every single second of the days God or any upper power had planned to give her.
Robin opened the very last present given to her by one of her closest friends and Maxie helped her with the unwrapping of the box. It was a picture frame with the words 'Precious Moment' carved on the bottom portion of the frame. Robin smiled and knew the exact picture that needed to be filled in that frame. Possibly when her and her husband meet their daughter for the first time. Maybe even her first crawl or food layered all over her small face when shes able to sit in a highchair. Soon these thoughts were no longer Robin's but shared by her cousin with dark chesnut hair sitting straight across from the mother to be. Although they werent thoughts of Robin's baby playing in Georgie's head. Suddenly the prayers Dr. Jones requested to the higher power grew to be one more added to the list of hope.
Everyone in the complex apartment building were fast asleep as their hearts made wishes on the pillows. Everyone except a couple in apartment 3C who were drowning themselves in love. Officer Quartermaine laced his fingers with both of Georgie's hands while passionately kissing her soft lips as he guided their hands to the head of the bed. Their hearts beat faster and caused their breathing to be unsteady while Dillon entered inside Dr. Jones' lower body further, dancing their hips slowly.
"W-wait," Georgie heavily whispered to him and released her lips from his hold. Regreting it. "wait Dillon." she continued now opening her eyes. Dillon stopped the motion of their rythem and looked down at her.
"Whats wrong?" he responded back in the same tone, easing his body weight off of her some. Georgie inhaled and moved hair away from her face.
"No I-," she paused nervously with her boyfriend still above her naked skin under the white sheets of their bed. "I dont know. I dont know Dillon I just dont feel so good all of a sudden." her voice broke. Dillon removed himself off of her completley and layed on the side of his right waist beside her. He remembered she had this episode simular to the day before and knew they couldnt continue making love tonight.
"Alright its okay," he took her hand from her head and held her arm. "whats wrong?" he asked again.
"I feel like -," she breathed trying to hold something back. "I feel nauseated again." she looked at him with fear.
"Thats what I was affraid of, its alright. It'll be alright c'mon." Dillon assured her, pulling off the covers and searched for his pants while Georgie carefully got up to retrieve her tshirt and panties, hoping they'd make it to the bathroom in time. Dillon noticed her body getting weak already and helped her to their bathroom around the corner from their bedroom.
It was as if Dr. Jones' soul knew where she was headed because as soon as they made it to the bathroom door Georgie began to tremble. In an unerotic manor. Dillon held back her hair and rubbed her upper spine soothingly as Dr. Jones released in their toilet what was upsetting her stomache. The great outcome of chemotherapy. The sound of his girlfriend practically gaging made his stomache turn and his heart ache for her to have to deal with this everyday since more therapy began. Georgie sniffled back in her nose and just let it all escape her mouth.
"Its okay baby," he said to Georgie. "your almost done." he encouraged while kneeling beside her on the small tiled floor and holding Georgie's medium length straight brown hair away from her face, still sofltly rubbing her back for comfort. And she was done. For now. Georgie wipped her mouth with the back of her hand and slightly scrunched her face with disgust as Dillon soon helped her back up and led her to the white sink.
"There goes another amazing night ruined." Georgie said angrily as she turned on the faucet. "For the one hundreth damn time." she continued, cupping her hand so the water filled in her danty palm. Dillon stood behind her, massaging her shoulders.
"It wasnt ruined." he said. Georgie shwished the water around in her mouth and spat in the bowl of the deep sink. "We still have more." Dillon reminded her in her left ear. She looked at him in the mirror, silently praying to higher power her boyfriend was right.
"Yeah." Georgie fatiguely said, removing her brown eyes from both their reflections and hung the towel back up where it was before. Saddened again with the haunting of a future without each other, Georgie leaned back and Dillon returned his brown eyes at her in the mirror then kissed her cheek. She put her hands on his arms that were covering her upper abdomen and completley savoured his embrace.
Coming soon..Chapter 25 - Nurses' Ball