April 11th, 2008

Week 14

Lyric held Dixie's leg between her thighs. She wrapped the gauze all around the dog's foot. Dixie just lay there happy she was getting attention.

"Okay, Listen. You broke your foot so you gotta limp." Lyric said. Dixie got up and ran out of the room. Lyric moaned loudly.

"We're home." Randi threw her keys onto the table and Ireland ran into the living room.

"Rickie, look what Mommy bought me." Ireland stuck out her foot and showed Lyric her new shoes. She stomped her foot and they lit up. Lyric's eyes widened.

"I want'em!!" She cried. Ireland smirked.

"You cant. Mommy only buy them for her favourite daughter." Ireland giggled. Lyric burst into tears.

"What's going on in here?" Randi walked in, "Lyric?"

"You d-don't love me!!" She wailed. Randi shot Ireland a look.

"I do to love you." Randi picked up her five-year-old daughter. "Why do you think I don't love you?"

"Because you got Landsie shoes." She said.

"I got you shoes also." Randi smiled. Lyric looked up at her mom.

"Really?" She asked. Randi laughed and put her on the couch.

"Yes really. I got you and Sailor some light up shoes. I even got the baby some shoes." Randi got out the bag.

"But the baby doesn't have feet yet." She said sticking out her feet.

"When they come out they will." Randi smiled as she began to put the shoes on Lyric; "Did you and Sailor behave yourselves?"

"Yes, Ma'am." Lyric watched the shoes start to light up when Randi tied them, "Daddy was cursing though."

"He was cursing? Why?" Randi asked. Lyric shrugged.

"I don't know. He was on the phone an then he got mad." She said.

"Okay." Randi patted Lyric's leg, "go show Sailor her shoes and help her get them on her." Randi handed Lyric the box.

"Okay." She ran out of the room. Randi rubbed her stomach as she went into the office.

"Hey, Babe. How were the girls?" She asked as she eased herself into a chair. Dave looked up from his computer ad nodded.

"They were good. Sailor is ready to fully potty train." He said.

"And what makes you think that?" She asked.

"She told me she wanted to use the big girl potty." He chuckled.

"Well, we'll try it." Randi smiled closing her eyes. Dave shifted in his chair.

"Randi, I need to talk to you." He said.

"A good talk or a bad talk?" Randi asked softly.

"Bad." He said. Randi frowned as she looked at him; "I've been lying to you."

"About what?" She asked.

"Charles." Randi's heart stopped in her chest, "He's been calling here and my clinic." Her lip trembled slightly, "He knows your pregnant and he's been watching you."

"WH-What?" She whispered. Her heart pounded in her chest. Charles had been calling, "He cant…that's not allowed. It's against the restraining order. Why is he calling? Why did you keep this from me, Dave? We're in a marriage! You're not supposed to keep things like this from me!"

"I know." He said, "I didn't want you to get so stressed out that you miscarried. I was just looking out for you, Randi."

"What did he say?" She asked softly.

"Just the usual shit. How I need to be out of the picture so he could raise the girls." He said, "He wants to be me."

"Did you tell Steven about this?" She asked.

"No. I wanted to tell you first." He said. "Are you okay?"

"I'm not okay with you keeping this from me." She said. "But I understand why you did. I'm okay."

"He broke restraining order. He won't be free for long."

"I know" She whispered. Dave reached over and touched her belly. He could see how much fear was dancing in her eyes. He would take Charles down if he tried anything again.

April 25th, 2008

Week 16

Dave couldn't believe he was turning forty in a few days. Time had sure flown past him. He was now middle aged. Lately he had been thinking a lot about when he was younger. When he was in the military and when he wasn't even legal to drink yet.

"Dave, guess what." Randi walked into the office with a giant grin upon her face.

"Um, Sailor is fully potty trained. Lyric got a job at a veterinarian's office or did Ireland move away?" Dave asked her.

"No." She said, "Elizabeth and Andrew are having a boy."

"They found out??" Dave returned her grin. Randi nodded.

"She had an Amnio and everything." Randi said, "They are so ecstatic." Dave chuckled.

"Finally a boy. Maybe they will rub off on us." He said. Randi chuckled softly as she watched the happiness shine in Dave's eyes.

"We're waiting to find out. We don't need no mistakes." She said.

"True true. We'll have Hannah come next month." He said pushing away from the desk. "I need to get a chart. I forgot it."

"Silly dud. I'll have something ready in the bedroom when you come back." She said. Dave grinned brightly and stood up.

"I'll be right back. Keep the bed warm for me." He winked and walked outside. So Elizabeth was having a little boy. She was a lucky stiff. He knew this baby was a boy this time though. It'd be great to have another little boy for this one to be pals with.

Dave flipped on the lights to the clinic. It smelled strange in here. It was a foreign smell. Something he had never smelled in his clinic before. It made him stop in his tracks. The smell was Old Spice. Why would his clinic smell of Old Spice? He hasn't worn that in a long time. His thirty-fifth birthday party was the last time he had worn in.

Suddenly, a hand went around his mouth and smothered it with a cloth. Dave tried to fight. He knocked over the side tables and chairs. A vase fell to the floor and broke into tiny pieces. He heard a laugh. He knew what was happening. It was Charles. It had to be. A brown haze came over Dave. He had been chloroformed. Charles dropped Dave to the ground. He chuckled harder.

"Poor poor Dr. Malucci." Charles said, "Didn't even see that coming." He picked up Dave's legs ad started to drag him. "This is going to be fun. My wife will just run into my arms when she finds you missing. It's the most perfect plan, Dr. Malucci."

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Randi stood by the back door staring down the pathway. What was taking Dave so long? He probably got caught up in a case and lost track of time. She growled deeply and grabbed her jacket.

"Ireland, keep an eye on your sisters. I'll be right back. I'm going to the clinic." Randi buttoned her jacket up around her and walked outside. So much for trying to get some great sex in.

"Dave, are you dead?" She chuckled as she walked into the clinic. Randi stopped in her tracks as she stared at the tables on the floor. A vase was broken. Randi's heart pounded in her chest. "Charles…."

She knew something had happened and that Charles had done it. Her soul was hurting. Charles had done something to her Dave. Randi ran to the phone. She would put a stop to Charles tirade.

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