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"This leaves us at a very complicated place. I want to talk to you about it, but if you don't mind, I'd like to go down to my room. I'm feeling a little weak, and Craig said he wanted me back on the IV as soon as the meteor shower was over. I was a little surprised he let me have it out for so long, but I wasn't going to question him. My arm needed the break."
"Well," Brady answered, "that was sort of my idea. Though, I have to admit, I was surprised Craig went along with it. I know how much you hate having that thing in your arm, and I wanted tonight to be special for you. I wanted you to feel comfortable. Anyway, I'll grab the wheelchair, and we'll get you back downstairs. Once you're settled in, you can decide if you're feeling up to talking or if you want to wait until tomorrow." He opened the balcony doors, positioned the wheelchair in the doorway, and helped Chloe to stand.
"Brady, I don't care how tired I am when we get back to my room. We need to talk about this tonight, or neither of us will get any sleep."
Brady grinned slightly as he helped Chloe into the wheelchair. "Good point, Diva."
Before they left the balcony, she grabbed the gazebo music box off of the table and held it in her lap for the ride down. They were silent until they got out of the elevator and Brady pushed her past her hospital room.
"Brady, what are you doing? My room is back there!"
"Well, all I'm saying is, I wasn't the only one with something up my sleeve tonight," Brady answered, cryptically.
"What do you mean?"
"My, we certainly are impatient tonight, aren't we? Wait and see, Diva. Wait and see." He turned a corner and paused to open a door to another hospital room.
For the second time that night, Chloe's breath caught in her throat. "Brady....I don't believe it! It's my room! My room from home!!! How did you manage this?"
"I really can't take all of the credit for this one, Chloe. It was sort of a collaboration. Nancy and Craig mentioned yesterday that you missed home, so all of us decided to bring home to you. I mean, it was sort of my idea, but Belle, Shawn, Phillip, Mimi, and Kevin helped us to bring everything over and arrange it. We were hoping it would be finished for you yesterday, but it got late, and Craig got called away on an emergency, so everyone decided it would be all right if Nancy and Craig finished it in this morning and brought you here."
"Wow, the ego that ate Salem is actually giving out credit to other people? I'm impressed. But, Brady, Nancy and Craig didn't end up bringing me here this morning. They didn't even mention anything about it."
Brady winked at her as he pushed her over to the bed. "I know. The plans changed. See, last night after everyone left, I hung around for a while and did a little more arranging. I was still here when Craig came back from his call. I approached him about our date for tonight, and, after we settled on the details, he asked me to bring you here after the meteor shower. He said it would be a perfect end to your evening, and since it was originally my idea, I should be the one to show it to you."
"Brady, you are amazing!"
He gingerly took the gazebo from her and set it on her nightstand, alongside the numerous pictures that were already there. His grin was mischievous as he turned back to her. "I know."
"AH HA! There's the ego!"
"You love it and you know it."
"What I know, Mr. Conceited, is that I am anxious to get settled into my bed.especially since now it really is my bed with my wonderful comforter."
"All right, your majesty. I'll help you out of your royal carriage."
They giggled as he pulled back the covers, lifted her out of the chair, and laid her into bed. This was what Chloe lived for-their playful banter. She knew Brady enjoyed it too. They loved pushing each other's buttons.
"Ok, Diva, you get settled in, and I'm going to go get Nurse Ratchet to put your I.V. back in."
"Brady!" Chloe playfully hit his arm. "Nurse Janice really isn't that bad! In fact, she's very sweet to me."
"Sure, she's little miss Mary Sunshine around you, but she becomes the Dragon Lady around me."
"She's just doing her job. She doesn't want me to get tired out from too many visitors."
"Little does she know, you need a large dose of me every day."
"Oh the arrogance! Would you please go find Janice before your head can't fit through the door?"
"Yes your royal divaness. I am at your service."
He walked out the door leaving Chloe in awe of her relationship with him. Only with Brady could she have the most serious conversation of her life one minute, and the next be engaged in a good-humored exchange of banter. They just confessed their love for one another on that balcony. There should be some awkward or nervous feelings..but there weren't. Not with Brady-never with Brady. She was always at ease with him.
Chloe reached over and wound up the music box. As "Sixteen, Going On Seventeen" started to ring out, she looked at the numerous pictures that had been placed on her nightstand. There were lots of pictures with Phillip, Belle, Shawn, and even Mimi, and there was a really nice family photo of her with Nancy, Craig, Honey, and Sugar. Also on the night stand was a hinged frame that contained a picture of Chloe and Phillip at Last Blast 2000 and a picture of them at Last Blast 2001. "Ick," she thought. "Just what I want to be reminded of-two of the worst nights of my life." She also noticed that the only picture with Brady in it was one at graduation with both Chloe and Belle. "I'll have to remedy that." She started softly singing with the music box as she waited for Brady.
Twenty minutes later, Chloe awoke to the sound of the door opening. It was Brady, followed by Nurse Janice, who started working on Chloe's I.V.
Brady stood in the doorway to stay out of Janice's way. "Sorry we took so long, Chloe. I couldn't find anyone at the nurse's station, so I went down a floor to the main station, and it was massive chaos! Apparently, some of the meteors hit Salem and people are going crazy. Some are even claiming they saw."
"That's quite enough, young man," Nurse Janice interrupted. "We do not need you needlessly overwhelming Ms. Lane." She turned to Chloe, "There you are, dear," she said sweetly. "You're all set, and if you need anything else, you just let me know. You'd better try to get some sleep soon," she looked sharply at Brady as she said the last part, and then walked past him out the door.
Brady started walking towards the bed chanting, "One flew east, one flew west, one flew over the Cuckoo's Nest." He laughed as Chloe playfully hit him again.
"Be good!"
"I'm sorry. Nurse Ratchet-I mean, Nurse Janice, "he amended after seeing Chloe's glare, "just isn't my cup of tea. I much prefer Nurse Brenda. Not only does she let me in here whenever I want, but also she doesn't like my wicked step-sister, Sami, which makes her all right in my book."
"Brady you are bad!"
"But you love me anyway." He grinned.
"Which brings me to my point," she said, taking his hand. "I think it's time we had that discussion."
His grin faded, and he put on a serious face, though his eyes still radiated love and affection. "Sure, Diva. Let's have that talk now."
Stay tuned.the next chapter is the talk about "where they stand" in the whole relationship deal.
"This leaves us at a very complicated place. I want to talk to you about it, but if you don't mind, I'd like to go down to my room. I'm feeling a little weak, and Craig said he wanted me back on the IV as soon as the meteor shower was over. I was a little surprised he let me have it out for so long, but I wasn't going to question him. My arm needed the break."
"Well," Brady answered, "that was sort of my idea. Though, I have to admit, I was surprised Craig went along with it. I know how much you hate having that thing in your arm, and I wanted tonight to be special for you. I wanted you to feel comfortable. Anyway, I'll grab the wheelchair, and we'll get you back downstairs. Once you're settled in, you can decide if you're feeling up to talking or if you want to wait until tomorrow." He opened the balcony doors, positioned the wheelchair in the doorway, and helped Chloe to stand.
"Brady, I don't care how tired I am when we get back to my room. We need to talk about this tonight, or neither of us will get any sleep."
Brady grinned slightly as he helped Chloe into the wheelchair. "Good point, Diva."
Before they left the balcony, she grabbed the gazebo music box off of the table and held it in her lap for the ride down. They were silent until they got out of the elevator and Brady pushed her past her hospital room.
"Brady, what are you doing? My room is back there!"
"Well, all I'm saying is, I wasn't the only one with something up my sleeve tonight," Brady answered, cryptically.
"What do you mean?"
"My, we certainly are impatient tonight, aren't we? Wait and see, Diva. Wait and see." He turned a corner and paused to open a door to another hospital room.
For the second time that night, Chloe's breath caught in her throat. "Brady....I don't believe it! It's my room! My room from home!!! How did you manage this?"
"I really can't take all of the credit for this one, Chloe. It was sort of a collaboration. Nancy and Craig mentioned yesterday that you missed home, so all of us decided to bring home to you. I mean, it was sort of my idea, but Belle, Shawn, Phillip, Mimi, and Kevin helped us to bring everything over and arrange it. We were hoping it would be finished for you yesterday, but it got late, and Craig got called away on an emergency, so everyone decided it would be all right if Nancy and Craig finished it in this morning and brought you here."
"Wow, the ego that ate Salem is actually giving out credit to other people? I'm impressed. But, Brady, Nancy and Craig didn't end up bringing me here this morning. They didn't even mention anything about it."
Brady winked at her as he pushed her over to the bed. "I know. The plans changed. See, last night after everyone left, I hung around for a while and did a little more arranging. I was still here when Craig came back from his call. I approached him about our date for tonight, and, after we settled on the details, he asked me to bring you here after the meteor shower. He said it would be a perfect end to your evening, and since it was originally my idea, I should be the one to show it to you."
"Brady, you are amazing!"
He gingerly took the gazebo from her and set it on her nightstand, alongside the numerous pictures that were already there. His grin was mischievous as he turned back to her. "I know."
"AH HA! There's the ego!"
"You love it and you know it."
"What I know, Mr. Conceited, is that I am anxious to get settled into my bed.especially since now it really is my bed with my wonderful comforter."
"All right, your majesty. I'll help you out of your royal carriage."
They giggled as he pulled back the covers, lifted her out of the chair, and laid her into bed. This was what Chloe lived for-their playful banter. She knew Brady enjoyed it too. They loved pushing each other's buttons.
"Ok, Diva, you get settled in, and I'm going to go get Nurse Ratchet to put your I.V. back in."
"Brady!" Chloe playfully hit his arm. "Nurse Janice really isn't that bad! In fact, she's very sweet to me."
"Sure, she's little miss Mary Sunshine around you, but she becomes the Dragon Lady around me."
"She's just doing her job. She doesn't want me to get tired out from too many visitors."
"Little does she know, you need a large dose of me every day."
"Oh the arrogance! Would you please go find Janice before your head can't fit through the door?"
"Yes your royal divaness. I am at your service."
He walked out the door leaving Chloe in awe of her relationship with him. Only with Brady could she have the most serious conversation of her life one minute, and the next be engaged in a good-humored exchange of banter. They just confessed their love for one another on that balcony. There should be some awkward or nervous feelings..but there weren't. Not with Brady-never with Brady. She was always at ease with him.
Chloe reached over and wound up the music box. As "Sixteen, Going On Seventeen" started to ring out, she looked at the numerous pictures that had been placed on her nightstand. There were lots of pictures with Phillip, Belle, Shawn, and even Mimi, and there was a really nice family photo of her with Nancy, Craig, Honey, and Sugar. Also on the night stand was a hinged frame that contained a picture of Chloe and Phillip at Last Blast 2000 and a picture of them at Last Blast 2001. "Ick," she thought. "Just what I want to be reminded of-two of the worst nights of my life." She also noticed that the only picture with Brady in it was one at graduation with both Chloe and Belle. "I'll have to remedy that." She started softly singing with the music box as she waited for Brady.
Twenty minutes later, Chloe awoke to the sound of the door opening. It was Brady, followed by Nurse Janice, who started working on Chloe's I.V.
Brady stood in the doorway to stay out of Janice's way. "Sorry we took so long, Chloe. I couldn't find anyone at the nurse's station, so I went down a floor to the main station, and it was massive chaos! Apparently, some of the meteors hit Salem and people are going crazy. Some are even claiming they saw."
"That's quite enough, young man," Nurse Janice interrupted. "We do not need you needlessly overwhelming Ms. Lane." She turned to Chloe, "There you are, dear," she said sweetly. "You're all set, and if you need anything else, you just let me know. You'd better try to get some sleep soon," she looked sharply at Brady as she said the last part, and then walked past him out the door.
Brady started walking towards the bed chanting, "One flew east, one flew west, one flew over the Cuckoo's Nest." He laughed as Chloe playfully hit him again.
"Be good!"
"I'm sorry. Nurse Ratchet-I mean, Nurse Janice, "he amended after seeing Chloe's glare, "just isn't my cup of tea. I much prefer Nurse Brenda. Not only does she let me in here whenever I want, but also she doesn't like my wicked step-sister, Sami, which makes her all right in my book."
"Brady you are bad!"
"But you love me anyway." He grinned.
"Which brings me to my point," she said, taking his hand. "I think it's time we had that discussion."
His grin faded, and he put on a serious face, though his eyes still radiated love and affection. "Sure, Diva. Let's have that talk now."
Stay tuned.the next chapter is the talk about "where they stand" in the whole relationship deal.