July 6, 2001

Week seven of pregnancy

Dave sat on the edge of the bed watching Randi sleep. Her hand was tucked underneath her chin. Her shirt was riding up her waist exposing a tiny little bump in her stomach. He touched it softly.

"What are doing?" Randi asked. Dave jumped slightly.

"I thought you were asleep." He said.

"I've been awake for twenty minutes listening to your breathing." Randi opened her eyes and smiled. She put her hand over his hand. "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking we should give the baby a present." He said.

"We're going to give him to a family who can take care of him. Isn't that a good enough gift?" Randi asked. Dave nodded.

"Yeah, but I think a gift would be nice. We could document your pregnancy. Take pictures of you're belly and take the sonograms and put it in a scrapbook." He said.

"And if I miscarry, it'll be a painful reminder of what I can't have." Randi said turning over and closing her eyes.

"You won't miscarry." He said, 'It's been going well these past few weeks."

"I know." She said, "I just don't want to get my hopes up. We still have over thirty weeks until my due date. So much can go wrong from now until then."

"Don't think like that." Dave said. "The baby has Malucci blood. We're tough critters." Randi smiled slightly sitting up.

"Yeah." Randi said getting up and getting dressed. Dave followed her grabbing the camera off the dresser.

"Pose for me. He smiled. Randi frowned.

"Not now Dave." She said.

"Oh come on. Just one." Dave pouted.

"Fine." Randi rested her hands below her tiny bump. She stared into the camera's lens. When the baby looked at this picture in eighteen years would they want to find her? Would they want to know who created them? The flash of the camera woke Randi up. "Can I go now? I'm going to be late for work."

"We'll be late together."

"Dave, please." Randi said.

"Fine. Go." Dave said grabbing his clothes. Randi sighed softly.

"I'm sorry, Dave." She said quietly. Dave looked at her.

"For what?" Randi shrugged.

"I don't know." Dave smiled softly and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I love you, Randi." She smiled.

"I love you too." She said, "but I really need to go to work."

* * *

Dave closed his locker door. He leaned against it. Randi was going to have a baby and they were going to sign their child over to someone else. He sighed slightly. It was Randi's choice. It was her body. Therefore, her choice. Haleh walked into the lounge.

"Malucci, there's a girl in the ambulance bay who claims she knows you and wants to talk with you." She said. Dave nodded.

"Ah...Okay." He ran his hand through his hair and walked outside. He glanced around the ambulance bay. He stopped in his tracks when he saw a petite blond woman. "Tiffani?" She turned and smiled at him.

"Davey, hi." She walked up to him. He shifted uncomfortably.

"What...What are you doing here?" An evil smile spread across her face.

"Well," Tiffani said, "I haven't seen you in what? Three years?"

"Four." Dave said. Tiffani nodded. "Let me repeat this...What are you doing here?"

"I want you to meet your daughter." Tiffani pointed across the bay to a small girl sitting patiently on the bench. "Dave, meet Penny."

"You've got to be kidding me, Tiff. That's not my kid." He growled and went into the ER.

"Penny, come on." Tiffani grabbed the girl's hand and ran after Dave. "Don't run away Dave. You know you're her father." Randi's head shot up from the admit desk as she watched Dave and Tiffani.

"How sure are you, Tiff? If I remember correctly, you were one of the biggest whores on the block back then." Tiffani slapped Dave.

"How dare you speak to me like that in front of Penny." She said as John walked up to them.

"Dave, you should take this else where." John said. Dave gritted his teeth.

"Carter, come do a blood test." Dave said walking into Examine room four. Randi crossed her arms watching everyone go in. She sat down and rested her head in her hands.

* * *

Dave sat in the chair in exam room four waiting patiently. Tiffani smoothed back Penny's hair.

"When the results come back, you'll see you're her father." Tiffani said.

"Shut up." He mumbled. Dave didn't need this. Not with Randi here and pregnant. He really really didn't need this. His blood boiled as the door opened. His heart stopped when he saw Randi standing in the doorway. "H-Hey."

"Hello." She smiled and turned to Tiffani and penny. "Hello there."

"Hi." Tiffani said.

"Don't talk to her, Tiff." Tiffani narrowed her eyes.

"Why not?" She asked. Randi extended her hand and shook Tiffani's

"Hi. I'm Randi, Dave's girlfriend." Tiffani chuckled softly.

"Another Malucci, girl." She smiled as john walked in.

"Dave can I talk to you out here?" He asked.

"Sure." Dave hesitated slightly and then walked out. Randi crossed her arms and glared at Tiffani.

"I don't know what you're trying to pull, but you won't succeed." She said.

"Pull? I'm not trying to pull anything." Tiffani said, "He is her father and he will support her." Randi laughed.

"So, you're trying to milk money from him because he's a doctor right?" Tiffani smiled.

"Isn't that what you're doing?"

"No. I love him." Randi said. Tiffani laughed.

"Dave doesn't have the capability to love. He's the biggest whore around." She said. Randi shook her head.

"Do you usually talk like that in front of you're daughter?" She asked. "Just leave. You're not wanted here."

"And what if penny is his? Are you willing to be second in his life because she will be first?" Tiffani said. Randi frowned.

"I am part of his life and I know him better than you ever did." Randi said "He wasn't just some screw for me, Miss wannabe Barbie. He was-"

"Get out of here, Tiffani." Dave threw the test results in her face, "99.998% sure that I'm not her father." Tiffani frowned and grabbed Penny.

"Fine, Dave. You're an asshole and this whore of yours is as well." She stormed out. Dave breathed heavily.

"I really didn't need that today." He said. Randi glared at him.

"Do you have scares like that often?" She crossed her arms.

"What?" Dave stared at her. "No...I mean...I used to...but, Randi, you know how I was until I met you."

"Slept around with everyone...Like I did." She sighed and sat down. "I wish I wasn't like that. I wish I could go back and change all those...things I did." Dave sighed and knelt down next to her.

"Me too, Darling. I would give anything to change it all, but we need to try to forget all that." He said touching her cheek, "We have each other now."

"I know." She said. "I've changed for the better."

"You've settled down with Dave Malucci." He chuckled kissing her forehead. "Let's get back to work." She nodded slowly, "I'm sorry about Tiffani."

"It's okay. Just don't let anymore women pop up." She said. Dave smiled helping her up.

"I wont."

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