Chapter three part eleven
Basically, the only thing we need is a hand that rests on our own, that wishes it well, that sometimes guides us. Hector Bianciotti
"I still don't understand how two people can have so many books," teased Savannah. Catherine placed some more books in a box and closed it.
"I did marry a doctor,"signed Catherine.
Savannah had been nice enough to stop by after working at the costume shop to visit and had stayed to help her with some packing. Spencer had been gone for a week and Catherine had signed the lease to the new apartment and was packing up boxes. She hoped to have the everything moved up to the sixth floor by the time Spencer came home. It was the least she could do for him since she couldn't go out to Vegas just yet due to work. She was hoping to find a way to get out there next week for a few days at least. They Skyped every night and she could tell by looking at him how frazzled he was. Diana was starting her treatments and to say it wasn't going well was an understatement. She was off her medication and on chemotherapy for the next four weeks. If chemo didn't work it was going to be surgery next.
"So when is Dr. Reid coming home?"asked Savannah putting more books in a box.
"I'm actually hoping to go out next week for a few days and than when the term ends at the start of July I'm going to go out to Vegas and stay with him and than we're coming home in the middle of July." Catherine picked up a small box and Savannah also picked up a box and they caught the elevator and went up to the sixth floor. The sixth floor was a penthouse apartment that had been unoccupied for years, the building owner had been willing to let them move up to the sixth floor and keep the same rent since they were the youngest people in the building and had helped out the older occupants on more than one occasion.
"Wow...this is gonna be nice once you have everything moved in," signed Savannah once she sat her box down. Catherine nodded and they went back down for some more boxes. She had cleaned the apartment and the building owner had just finished painting all the walls. They moved a few more boxes up to the new apartment. Catherine felt a small ache in her back and had to sit down.
"You ok?" asked Savannah sitting down with her.
"Typical aches and pains of being almost six months preggo. So how's the internship working out?"
"I really like it. I got put in charge of dressing the leads for play at the end of summer. It's sooo cool. Oh I made you something." Savannah reached into her bag and pulled out a small blue dress that she had clearly made herself.
"Thank you very much."
"I'm glad you like it," signed Savannah.
"Is there something wrong?" She had been a teacher for almost seven years and she knew when something was troubling a teenager,she was worst than a profiler.
"It's just...when I show my mom my stuff she just seems bored. You actually like my stuff." Catherine sighed and Savannah went on. "My mom was the Cheerleader, my dad the Football Star and they somehow ended up with a Geek for a daughter."
"Hey, the Geeks shall inherit the Earth,"signed Catherine and Savannah grinned. "Trust me you're really good at what you do and some day they're gonna see it the way I see it."
"Thanks Mrs. Reid."
"Hey it's summer time...it's Catherine." She gave her another smile and she picked up her backpack.
"I should get going. You coming back to the Drama program?"
"I'm going to leave Junior Council, but stay with the Drama program. I'll have to step away for a little bit after the baby is born, but I'll be back and I'll drop in for visits."
"You know what we're doing this year?"
"Everyone kept talking about wanting to try starting a show choir like Glee...Kyle and I have to talk about it and figure out if we can."
"Sounds fun. I'll see you later." Savannah waved good bye and let herself out. Catherine sighed, Savannah was a sweet girl and she hoped her family knew how wonderful she was. She rubbed her back and went back to packing. She hoped to to have a few more boxes up to the sixth floor before it was time to Skype with Spencer. I miss you...
…...
"Why are you letting them do this too me?" asked Diana. Spencer took a deep breath and went to take her hand and she pulled it away.
"Mom we talked about this...it's because your sick."
"I'm already sick and you're letting them make it worse," she spat. It's not her, it's not her...she's off her medication and she's sick from the chemotherapy.
"No...it's the chemotherapy and it's going to make you better, but it takes time," explained Spencer calmly.
"It's poison and...They're trying to kill me!"
"No They're not. The doctors are here to help you and..." Before he could continue she started screaming at the top of her lungs about how he was one of Them and that he was in on this with them to kill her. Paula, one of the night shift nurses came in with another male nurse and she had a syringe filled with a sedative. Spencer stepped out of the way and let the nurses do their job, the sedative took effect quickly and she got quiet and she closed her eyes.
"Mom," said Spencer softly. She turned her head away and wouldn't look at him. Spencer sighed and squeezed her hand."I'll be back in the morning." Spencer left the room with Paula and the other nurse. The male nurse went back to his rounds, but Paula stayed with him for a minute.
"Dr. Reid...you know she's not well,"
"I know...it's just...it's hard seeing her this way." Paula nodded and patted his arm.
"You go home and get some rest. I'll see you tomorrow night." Paula left to do the rest of her rounds. Spencer sighed and left the hospital, he drove back to Andrew's house. Andrew and Erin were due home next week. After the noise and chaos that was the hospital, it was weird to go somewhere that was so quiet. He let himself into the house and headed up to Catherine's old bedroom. He had slept in this room the whole week he had been there, it made him feel close to her. Spencer took off his shoes and laid down on the bed. He reached over to the night stand and grabbed the laptop, he and Catherine were supposed to talk in a little bit. He missed her and wished she could be here with him now. She was handling the loose ends at home with the move into the new apartment.
Spencer turned the computer on and logged on to Skype, Catherine was already on and waiting for him.
"Hi,"signed Catherine.
"Hey."
"Rough day?"
"Yeah...I'm one of Them." She could tell he was depressed by how he was signing and the look in his eyes.
"I love you," signed Catherine.
"I love you too. So how was your day?"
"I got some more of the stuff into the new apartment and I called some movers to help with the really big stuff in case everyone was busy. Garcia and I were supposed to have lunch, but she had to bail because of a case." Spencer was so focused on his mother's illness he didn't even care that he was missing out on a case.
"Just be careful moving stuff ok...nothing too heavy," signed Spencer.
"It's it's over ten pounds I don't move it. I'm being careful I promise." He gave her a very tired half smile.
"I just...I miss you," admitted Spencer.
"We miss you," signed Catherine. The tired smile got a little bigger.
"You've been reading to her?" asked Spencer.
"Every night before bed. You want to tonight?"
"Yeah," Catherine reached over and grabbed a pair of headphones and plugged them into the computer and placed the headphones on stomach. Spencer grabbed his headset and plugged in.
"So where did you leave off?" he asked.
"Wesley and Buttercup just got out of the Fire Swamp." Catherine leaned back on the pillows and watched him sign to her and speak to their daughter. Catherine felt the baby push against her and Catherine rubbed her stomach. She can hear you and she likes the sound of your voice. She watched some of that tired and depressed look leave his eyes when speaking to her. Catherine yawned and Spencer looked at her.
"I think we both need to get some sleep."
"Sorry...just tired."
"It's ok. I love you...both of you. Get some sleep ok."
"We love you too and you should get some sleep too." They said their good nights and logged off. Catherine laid down and drifted off to sleep holding Spencer's pillow. Several states away, Spencer drifted off to sleep holding her pillow.
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"But...but...I wanna put it together now," signed/said Garcia pouting a little. The baby shower was over and Garcia and JJ were helping her take the stuff up to the new apartment. One of the items was from her father and it was a crib.
"I'm going to wait for Spencer since he has the Engineering degree and he asked me to wait," signed Catherine.
"Will insisted on doing the crib too. It's a man thing...they just have to do it," signed/said JJ.
"If they're not setting things on fire they need to build something," teased Garcia. They got the gifts into the new apartment and set them in the room that Catherine planned on using as Abby's room.
"So how's he doing?" asked JJ.
"Ok...I'm actually going to surprise him tomorrow. I have to catch a plane this evening and even got the doctor to write me a note. It's just for a few days, but I think it will cheer him up," signed Catherine.
"How's his mom?" asked Garcia.
"They finished one round of chemotherapy and she's supposed to start the rest in a week. They think she's responding ok and that she won't need radiation or surgery."
"That's good," signed JJ.
"Promise you'll give my Boy Genius a hug from me." signed Garcia.
"Of course." Catherine rubbed her midsection.
"Can I feel?" asked Garcia. Catherine shrugged and Garcia put her hand on her bump and smiled.
"Wow...it's cool."
"Does it still freak Spence out to feel it kick?" asked JJ grinning.
"He says it doesn't, but he gets this look on his face and you can tell he's freaked out."
"Silly boy." Garcia hugged her. "Remember to give him a hugs from us." Garcia waved goodbye. Leaving her and JJ.
"How are you holding up?" asked JJ.
"Ok. At least I got everything up here at last...the plan is to unpack when I get back."
"Well if you need anything don't hesitate to call me or Will."
"Thank you." JJ reached over and hugged her tightly and it took Catherine by surprise.
"I just...I know how hard things were for you and Spence a few months ago and I'm really happy you too have worked things out so well." Catherine twisted her ring and looked at JJ.
"We just...I guess for awhile there we forgot how much we loved each other. We just needed to remember." They stood there for awhile not knowing what to say.
"So how are the Profiler classes going?" asked Catherine.
"Good. Really good. It's weird to be in class that Hotch is teaching and to hear the remarks from the cadets about 'The Eyebrows'. The Eyebrows are not amused! The Eyebrows demand you study more! There are times I can hardly look at Hotch and not want to laugh...I just keep thinking that if Em...if she were here she wouldn't be able to control her laughter." Catherine couldn't help put giggle out loud. She couldn't wait to tell Spencer when she saw him.
"Thanks JJ." Catherine hugged her again and they said their goodbyes. JJ sighed and thought about Emily. I wish I could hear her laugh one more time...I miss you. At least we have Scrabble night.
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This kiss wasn't like the one Alexa had given him. Her kiss was cold, impersonal and just mean. Catherine's kiss was warm, all consuming and giving. It was truly his first kiss. He had thought about kissing her before, but this was much better than he had imagined. He felt Catherine take his hands and placed them on her waist and without thought he moved them up to start unbuttoning her shirt. He had dreamed of this too, touching her skin this was also better than he imagined. Catherine broke the kiss and looked up at him with a smile on her face. She didn't say anything, but she took his hand and pulled him upstairs towards her room...
"Spencer...Spencer," said someone softly. He felt a hand on his arm and he rolled over in bed. He honestly thought he was still dreaming because sitting on the bed was Catherine, except it wasn't eighteen year old Catherine, it was twenty nine year old Catherine. She was sitting on the bed with her hands on her stomach smiling at him.
"Hi," she said and she kissed his forehead. No this wasn't a dream. Spencer sat up in the bed and hugged her tight. "I wanted to surprise you."
"I missed you," he said to himself weaving a hand through her hair. She pulled away and looked at him. He still had the tired look in his eyes, but it was mixed now with with a look of relief and she wished she could stay longer than just the four days.
"I figured we could go out for breakfast before we head to the hospital," signed Catherine.
"That sounds great...I really missed you...both of you," signed Spencer. He hugged her again and wouldn't let her go.
…...
"We feel that it's for the best that your mother doesn't see your wife," explained Newman.
"Why?" asked Spencer confused. They had gone to see her and were stopped by Dr. Newman and he asked Spencer if he could talk to him alone for minute. Spencer asked Catherine to wait in the lobby for him.
"Your mother's current delusions are very bad right now due to her lack of medication and one of her current delusions is that she was taken by Them and the baby she's carrying isn't yours and that's it's actually a trick from Them," explained Newman. Spencer sighed and rubbed his temple. He could feel the head ache starting.
"I'll explain it to Catherine and tell her to wait for me back at her father's house," said Spencer trying to stay calm.
"I know that this is very frustrating to you Dr. Reid. But the chemotherapy is working, her latest results show a great deal of improvement."
"Ok...ok. Can you give me a few minutes?"
"Of course." Newman went down the hall and Spencer forced himself to take a deep breath and went back to the lobby to speak with Catherine. He sat down across from her and she could tell that it wasn't good news.
"They don't think it's a good idea for you to see her. She um...she believes that you were taken by Them and that I'm being tricked because the baby isn't mine."
"So your mom thinks I'm a whore...I'm not surprised," signed Catherine.
"It's not funny Catherine," snapped Spencer.
"Hey...hey...I'm sorry...it's either make a joke or cry. Your mom and I were getting along for awhile. She's sick and once she's back on her medication she'll be herself again and someday you'll laugh your ass about this." Catherine reached out and hugged him tightly. "I know how hard this is for you." she said quietly.
"It's just...this is hard and seeing her like this. I'm trying to help her and she thinks I'm trying to kill her," signed Spencer.
"At least she doesn't think you're a whore." Spencer couldn't help but let out a laugh at that.
"Can you meet me for lunch? I'll try to get out of here for dinner." Catherine kissed him on the mouth and smiled at him.
"You trust me?"
"Should I not?" teased Spencer. She was right it was either make a joke or cry.
"Got a little smile out of you. I'll see you later on. I love you,"
"Love you too." Catherine got up and gave him one more hug before leaving. Spencer sighed and watched her leave before heading down the hall to deal with his mother.
…...
The night before Catherine was supposed to go home, William wanted to take them out of dinner. He even invited Andrew and Erin to come with them and they agreed to go.
"Spencer can you help me?" asked Catherine. The green dress zipped up in the back and she had trouble reaching it. Spencer finished buttoning his shirt and he stood up and helped her zip up the dress and he placed a kiss on her neck.
"You look pretty," he signed. Catherine shrugged and started doing her hair. Spencer bent down next to her and touched her shoulder.
"Are you ok?" he asked. She looked nervous and was twisting her ring.
"The last time I really talked to your dad I was ten years old. I mean we saw him last year and he calls you once in awhile, but this is sort of my first time talking to him in nineteen years so I'm sort of nervous." Spencer hugged her and brushed back her hair.
"You'll be fine."
"Thank you," Catherine gave him a small smile and pulled her hair back into a ponytail. "You don't look so bad yourself Dr. Reid." Catherine fiddled with his tie. He was wearing a blue shirt with a light gray sweater vest and a solid black tie.
"You kids ready yet," called Erin. Spencer took his tie from her and grinned.
"Come on," signed Spencer.
…...
They were having dinner at an Italian place, called Nova Italiano that was located in the Palm's Fantasy Tower. Spencer felt Catherine's hand shaking in his and he squeezed it lightly. They got off the elevator and headed towards the restaurant. The restaurant had cream colored walls and purple colored chandeliers hung from the ceiling.
"This is really nice," whispered Erin to Andrew.
"Yep," he said tightly. There was still an unspoken tension between the two fathers, while Andrew understood while William had left it didn't excuse him for leaving a ten year boy in charge of a mentally ill adult. They were greeted by a female hostess at the door.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"We're with William Reid," said Spencer. The hostess picked up four menus and told them to follow her. They followed her towards the back and William stood up to greet them.
"Look at you," signed William and he hugged Catherine. She looked nervous for a second and than she hugged him back. "Congratulations." They all sat down, Andrew handed Erin his crutches and she sat them off to the side so they wouldn't get in the way.
"How's your leg?" asked William.
"I get to lose the cast next week, but I'll still have to go to therapy for a few more weeks," said/signed Andrew.
"I hope the insurance company didn't give you a hard time," said/signed William.
"He coughed up all the needed paperwork when he found out that he hit the wife of a federal agent. I think he was worried that Spencer could get the IRS after him," signed Catherine joking. Things started off on a good note, they got through appetizers and dinner without an issue. It wasn't until dessert that things started to go sour.
"So what agencies are going through to find a nanny?" asked William.
"The school has a day care center on sight so when I go back to work I can take her with me," signed Catherine.
"That's convenient, but what about when Spencer is away for work?" asked William. Andrew's grip on his dessert spoon got tighter, Catherine and Erin were just confused although Spencer had a sense of where this was going.
"Dad..."started Spencer, but Catherine was already signing.
"Well I'll be home with her so we won't need a nanny."
"I'm just..." started William and Andrew cut him off.
"You don't think she can take care of a baby without someone who can hear," said Andrew without signing. Catherine looked back and forth between her father and William and she had a feeling that a fight was about to happen.
"I just assumed..." started William again.
"Well don't assume! I'm sure that they know what they're doing and that if Spencer is away due to his job that Catherine can handle taking care of the baby," said/signed Andrew. Catherine bit her lip and looked down at the table. Spencer turned to his father and tried to remain calm.
"Dad, we have it under control. We got a video monitor that Catherine can carry around the house the way other moms have sounds monitors. We got an alarm that will vibrate and wake Catherine up when the baby cries, just like the smoke detector. We have thought about this," said/signed Spencer.
"I just wanted to make sure that in case Catherine needed the help..."Andrew cut him off again.
"This isn't about Catherine needing help, this is you just assuming that she wouldn't be able to care for child due to her hearing. Lots of Deaf people have children and raise them just fine, unlike other people here."
"Andrew!" hissed Erin noticing how upset Catherine was getting and that other people were starting to stare.
"Can we not have this discussion right now?" asked Spencer. We have thought about this and Catherine can handle taking care of a child.
"I wasn't trying to imply that Catherine couldn't handle taking care of a child. And don't start on me about taking care of children," snapped William.
"You would have actually had to have taken care of your child for me to start on you," snapped Andrew.
"Stop this right now," whispered Erin grabbing Andrew's arm.
"Excuse me," said the waitress carefully.
"We're terribly sorry," said Spencer and he handed the waitress his credit card. "Can you run this and we'll leave?" She nodded and walked away quickly.
"I need some air," muttered Catherine and she got up and left the table.
"If you two asses are finished," snapped Erin and she got up to follow Catherine. The waitress came back with his card and Spencer started filling out the receipt quickly so they could get out of here.
"You two are unbelievable! Catherine and I have thought about this and we know what we're doing. She'll be capable of taking care of the baby when I'm gone...just...god!" Spencer got up and left the table. He went and caught the elevator down, Erin was waiting for the car to be brought around.
"Catherine said she wanted to go for walk and she headed towards The Strip. I made sure she had cab money to get home. I don't think she's got very far," said Erin taking the keys back from the valet.
"Thanks," said Spencer and he took off that way. It took him almost twenty minutes to find her in the crowd of people. Spencer grabbed her shoulder and Catherine turned around and was near tears.
"Hey," Spencer took her hand and hugged her. "Come on." She leaned against him and they started walking towards The Strip together.
"Did we make a mistake?" asked Catherine out loud. Spencer looked down at her and she was trying not to cry. "Is...is having her a mistake...because I can't hear her and..." Catherine couldn't seem to finish the sentence. Spencer sighed, they needed to have a serious talk.
"Come on we need to talk," signed Spencer. They walked a little further, until they found a nearby park. They sat down together on a bench near a fountain.
"Catherine, this is not a mistake and don't ever think for a second that this is a mistake," signed Spencer and he put a hand on her bump.
"I just...it's hard sometimes...being this way. But this is who I am and I like who I am and..." she wiped her eyes again. "But there are times though where I would give up everything, do anything to just hear something for once in my life. You know I looked into the surgery a few months ago...they told me I would have a fifteen percent chance of restoring any hearing and even than I wouldn't be able to hear that well. And yet there was a part of me that was still tempted to try it...I just had this crazy thought that maybe..."Catherine cut herself off and looked away. Spencer made her look at him.
"What did you think?" he asked.
"That maybe...maybe if I could hear you, even just a little, that things between us would be better. That you went and talked to JJ because she could hear you and I couldn't."
"Catherine," Spencer bent down and hugged her hard.
"I told you it was crazy, but still...I just wanted...I wanted to hear your voice. I really thought being able to hear you would make it better."
"I am so sorry that I made you feel that way. I went to JJ because I just didn't know what to say to you. It had nothing to do with you not being able to hear me, it was me not being able to deal with my feelings. I love you and you have no idea how much you mean to me. I'm sorry that my dad was an insensitive jerk. You're a great teacher and you're going to be a great mom," signed Spencer. Catherine smiled at him and wiped her eyes.
"You're going to be a great dad. I'm going to miss you and I wish I didn't have to go home. It's just not the same without you there."
"I know the feeling. I'm actually looking forward to putting furniture together when I come home," admitted Spencer.
"Garcia was very upset that I wouldn't let her put the crib together. I haven't unpacked or done anything for her room yet. I wanted to wait until we were home together to do it."
"Thank you."
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Spencer took Catherine to the airport the next morning. Catherine and Andrew talked last night after they came back. She was a little upset with him, but she understood why he had gotten so upset. There was just an unspoken understanding between the two of them. They were waiting for her plane to be called and Spencer didn't want to let go of her hand. When it was time for her plane to board she went to get up and he kept a hold of her hand.
"Spencer?" she asked. He had this sad puppy dog look in his eyes.
"It just...it just feels like were always saying good bye to each other, you know." Catherine stood up on her tip toes and gave him a hug, Spencer hugged her back even harder.
"I really miss you," signed Spencer when she broke away.
"I miss you too. I've just been thinking of this like you're away on a case and when it's over you'll be home and things will be ok," signed Catherine.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For the overwhelming amount of patience you have shown me...for being with me." She hugged him again and picked up her bags and he walked her towards the terminal
"I have a doctor's appointment this afternoon and I'll let you know how everything looks. I love you."
"I love you too." He kissed her on the forehead and watched her board the plane. Spencer sighed and headed to hospital to check on his mother. She was sleeping when he got there and her overnight reports seemed to be normal. Spencer was watching her sleep when Luci the morning nurse came into the room.
"I'm sorry to bother you Dr. Reid, but your father is asking to see you."
"Um...thanks Luci." He got up and headed out to the lobby. His father was pacing in the lobby.
"Dad," said Spencer tensely.
"Spencer, can we talk?" Spencer took a seat in one of the chairs and his father sat next to him.
"I owe you an apology for how I acted last night. I had no right to make any assumptions about Catherine's ability to care for the baby."
"Your right you didn't." William sighed and Spencer went on. "Why did you assume it was ok for mom to have children despite her mental illness, but you assumed that Catherine wouldn't be able to care for our children?"
"Because I loved your mother and I wanted to have something special with her. I was willing to overlook everything to have that."
"Catherine and I are well aware of her physical limitations, however it will in no way effect her ability to love and care for our child. Just like mom's limitations didn't effect her ability to love me." Her illness did at times effect her ability at times to care for him, but she loved him no matter what her mental state.
"I was out of line and I'm sorry. I was hoping to talk with Catherine. Is she with your mother?"
"Mom is off her medication and due to her delusions they didn't want Catherine near mom. She also went home to DC to work and move into our new apartment," said Spencer.
"Than why aren't you with her?" asked William.
"Because someone needed to be here with mom."
"Spencer, I know how much you love your mother. You have done more for her than anyone else has ever done for her in her whole life...but I think you should go home and be with Catherine."
"Someone needs to be here with her though," said Spencer
"And someone needs to be with Catherine. I can stay with your mother." Spencer gave his father a look. "I know I wasn't the greatest husband to her, but I know how to handle her when she's off her medication and...you need to be with your family now and it's back in DC." Spencer was torn. He hated the thought of leaving his mother, but he missed being home with Catherine.
"I know you're hesitant to leave her in my care, considering how I left before. I promise you though that I will not leave her this time." Spencer looked down at the floor. "I know this won't make up for not there in the past when you needed me, but I'm hoping it's a step in the right direction."
"What if something happens to her and I'm not here?"
"What if somethings happens to Catherine and you aren't there. You will drive yourself crazy questioning your choices. I'm telling you to not turn your back on your family...and your family is in DC moving into a new home. If your mother was in her right mind she would tell you to go home. I promise you that if anything happens to her I will call you first thing and I won't make any decision without consulting you." Spencer twisted his wedding ring and he thought about how he was tired of saying goodbye to Catherine.
"I'll be back in two weeks to check on her with Catherine."
"Ok."
"Her main doctor is Dr. Newman and her oncologist is Dr. Lopez. Her second round of Chemotherapy is going to start in three days..."
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Catherine pulled some more books out of a box and put them on shelf. She felt Abby move and push against her side. Catherine rubbed her midsection.
"I miss him too," she said out loud. It would be another two weeks before she could go back out to Vegas and be with Spencer. It was going to be another two weeks of Skype, e-mails and text messages. Two more weeks of sleeping in bed by herself, eating dinner by herself, in general just being alone. She wiped her eyes quickly and put more books on the shelf. I just need to stay busy, I just need to stay busy and he'll be home soon. The door bell light went off and she pushed herself off the floor. She had ordered a pizza and she was starving. She went to the door and opened it up.
"Were you expecting someone else?" asked Spencer seeing the stunned look on her face.
"Spencer?"
"Do I have to stand in the hallway all night or can I come in?" She hugged him so hard that he almost fell over. He came into the apartment and shut the door.
"I thought that you were going to stay in Vegas with your mom," signed Catherine.
"It's a long story, but the short version is-I missed you and I'm tried of not being with you. I just wanted to come home."
"Is your mom going to be ok?" asked Catherine.
"My dad is going to take care of her." Catherine raised an eyebrow. "I told you it's a long story and I'll fill you in on it later. For right now though...I just want to put a crib together and be with you. I missed you."
"I missed you too." Spencer bent down and kissed her like he hadn't seen her in years. Catherine took his hands and placed them on her bump and he could feel the baby kick. This is where I belong.
Peace - that was the other name for home. Kathleen Norris
Notes-The devices Spencer mentioned do exist to help Deaf mothers care for their babies. The restaurant mentioned also does exist in Las Vegas.
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