By: Tabitha
Email: tabitha_danyelle@yahoo.com
Rated: PG
Copyright: Do you really think I own these characters? Well I don't. So please don't sue me, I'm poor.
Written in Jamie's POV right after the wedding
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Well, I'd been updating once a day, but I missed one (or two?) I was uninspired, not to mention BUSY. But I'm back, with chapter 4. This is the chapter that made me make this PG. Lots of kissin' & lovin' going on! :) Nothing too bad, I promise. The majority of this is just them being cute and everything, but the end gets more serious.
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We get back home from the hospital, and I go into the kitchen to make a late lunch. While I'm chopping the lettuce for a salad, Landon comes up behind me and puts his head on my shoulder, and his hands around my waist.
"Hey, you. It's almost finished," I say, still making salads.
He kisses me on my neck, "I know, I know, I just wanted to tell you," he says, as he takes the knife out of my hand and twirls me around, "how much I love you." With that he kisses me and goes back into the living room.
I smile, then turn around to finish up lunch.
"La-andon, lu-unch!" I yell, giggling.
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"That...," Landon says, wiping his mouth, "was the most delicious salad I've ever eaten."
"Oh hush, it was just a salad," I say, laughing and rolling my eyes.
"Well, I'll clear the table," Landon says, getting up.
"I won't argue with that!" I say.
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"Well," Landon says, drying his hands, "Kitchen's clean."
I look up at him, "Come sit with me."
He sits on the very end of the couch, a seat away from me.
"Hey!" I say, then pout, "Fine, sit over there."
He looks at me and then starts laughing.
"Come he-ere," I whine, patting the seat right next to me.
He just shakes his head no.
"Fine, we'll just sit like this," I say, turning around to face forward and crossing my arms, "Oh yeah, this is fun."
Landon looks over at me, still smirking.
"Landon!" I yell, then get up and jump on his lap facing him, "Why'd you make me sit by myself?"
He just shrugs, then puts his hands on my face, "Did you miss me?"
"Of course," I say, then I kiss him on the forehead.
He puts a finger on my lips, then brushes my hair out of my face. Then he kisses me, rubbing his hands up and down my back. He quickly pulls back, "Sorry," he whispers.
I smile at him, "It's okay," and I kiss him, then stand up and take his hand.
"What are you doing?" he asks me.
"Shh," I tell him, walking over to the radio.
A slow, sweet song came on, and I take Landon's hand and pull him into the middle of the living room floor. He twirls me around and then pulls me close. "I love you," he whispers with his face next to mine.
"Mmm, I love you too, Carter," I say, laughing, knowing he hates when I call him that.
I kiss him on the cheek when the song ends, and sit down in front of the couch. He sits behind me on the couch, and leans down and wraps his arms around me.
"What are you thinking right now?" I ask him.
"I'm thinking about how beautiful you are, and how happy I am to be your husband," he tells me.
"Mmm," I smile, "I love you so much."
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The next two weeks we play and joke around like this, pretending nothing is wrong and just having fun.
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"Landon, the doctor just called and wants me to come in so we can see how the medication is doing," I yell into the bathroom, where Landon is in the shower.
"Alright, I'll be out in a second, are you ready?" he asks.
"Yes, I'm ready," I say, nervously.
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We get to the hospital and the same small lady is sitting behind the desk. "Can I help you two?" she asks.
"Yes, I'm here to see Dr. Williams, Carter...Jamie Carter," I say.
"Ah, yes, this way please," she says, and leads us down the hallway. Landon holds my hand like he always does, I can feel his hand shaking. "Right in here, the doctor will be with you in a moment," the lady says, then walks back down the hallway.
"Landon, I'm scared," I say.
"Don't be scared, its going to be alright," Landon says, and kisses my hand.
"But what if-," I start.
"Shh, let's just see what he has to say before we start talking like that, okay?" Landon looks scared too, but he won't admit it.
"Ah, hello Landon, hello Jamie, how are you two doing today?" Dr. Williams says.
He always seems so cheery, I think to myself. "I'm doing fine," I answer.
"Well Jamie, I'm just going to run a few tests to see how this medication is working, are you ready?"
I sigh, "yes."
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Dr. Williams comes back into the room. "Okay, Jamie, I've got the results here that will tell us whether we should continue with this medicine or not," he says.
Landon squeezes my hand as the doctor flips through the pages.
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A/N: Sorry to leave such a cliffhanger! I can't decide which way I want this to go, but I should have the next chapter up sometime tomorrow!
Email: tabitha_danyelle@yahoo.com
Rated: PG
Copyright: Do you really think I own these characters? Well I don't. So please don't sue me, I'm poor.
Written in Jamie's POV right after the wedding
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Well, I'd been updating once a day, but I missed one (or two?) I was uninspired, not to mention BUSY. But I'm back, with chapter 4. This is the chapter that made me make this PG. Lots of kissin' & lovin' going on! :) Nothing too bad, I promise. The majority of this is just them being cute and everything, but the end gets more serious.
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We get back home from the hospital, and I go into the kitchen to make a late lunch. While I'm chopping the lettuce for a salad, Landon comes up behind me and puts his head on my shoulder, and his hands around my waist.
"Hey, you. It's almost finished," I say, still making salads.
He kisses me on my neck, "I know, I know, I just wanted to tell you," he says, as he takes the knife out of my hand and twirls me around, "how much I love you." With that he kisses me and goes back into the living room.
I smile, then turn around to finish up lunch.
"La-andon, lu-unch!" I yell, giggling.
************************
"That...," Landon says, wiping his mouth, "was the most delicious salad I've ever eaten."
"Oh hush, it was just a salad," I say, laughing and rolling my eyes.
"Well, I'll clear the table," Landon says, getting up.
"I won't argue with that!" I say.
************************
"Well," Landon says, drying his hands, "Kitchen's clean."
I look up at him, "Come sit with me."
He sits on the very end of the couch, a seat away from me.
"Hey!" I say, then pout, "Fine, sit over there."
He looks at me and then starts laughing.
"Come he-ere," I whine, patting the seat right next to me.
He just shakes his head no.
"Fine, we'll just sit like this," I say, turning around to face forward and crossing my arms, "Oh yeah, this is fun."
Landon looks over at me, still smirking.
"Landon!" I yell, then get up and jump on his lap facing him, "Why'd you make me sit by myself?"
He just shrugs, then puts his hands on my face, "Did you miss me?"
"Of course," I say, then I kiss him on the forehead.
He puts a finger on my lips, then brushes my hair out of my face. Then he kisses me, rubbing his hands up and down my back. He quickly pulls back, "Sorry," he whispers.
I smile at him, "It's okay," and I kiss him, then stand up and take his hand.
"What are you doing?" he asks me.
"Shh," I tell him, walking over to the radio.
A slow, sweet song came on, and I take Landon's hand and pull him into the middle of the living room floor. He twirls me around and then pulls me close. "I love you," he whispers with his face next to mine.
"Mmm, I love you too, Carter," I say, laughing, knowing he hates when I call him that.
I kiss him on the cheek when the song ends, and sit down in front of the couch. He sits behind me on the couch, and leans down and wraps his arms around me.
"What are you thinking right now?" I ask him.
"I'm thinking about how beautiful you are, and how happy I am to be your husband," he tells me.
"Mmm," I smile, "I love you so much."
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The next two weeks we play and joke around like this, pretending nothing is wrong and just having fun.
************************
"Landon, the doctor just called and wants me to come in so we can see how the medication is doing," I yell into the bathroom, where Landon is in the shower.
"Alright, I'll be out in a second, are you ready?" he asks.
"Yes, I'm ready," I say, nervously.
************************
We get to the hospital and the same small lady is sitting behind the desk. "Can I help you two?" she asks.
"Yes, I'm here to see Dr. Williams, Carter...Jamie Carter," I say.
"Ah, yes, this way please," she says, and leads us down the hallway. Landon holds my hand like he always does, I can feel his hand shaking. "Right in here, the doctor will be with you in a moment," the lady says, then walks back down the hallway.
"Landon, I'm scared," I say.
"Don't be scared, its going to be alright," Landon says, and kisses my hand.
"But what if-," I start.
"Shh, let's just see what he has to say before we start talking like that, okay?" Landon looks scared too, but he won't admit it.
"Ah, hello Landon, hello Jamie, how are you two doing today?" Dr. Williams says.
He always seems so cheery, I think to myself. "I'm doing fine," I answer.
"Well Jamie, I'm just going to run a few tests to see how this medication is working, are you ready?"
I sigh, "yes."
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Dr. Williams comes back into the room. "Okay, Jamie, I've got the results here that will tell us whether we should continue with this medicine or not," he says.
Landon squeezes my hand as the doctor flips through the pages.
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A/N: Sorry to leave such a cliffhanger! I can't decide which way I want this to go, but I should have the next chapter up sometime tomorrow!
