Deacon woke up and saw that Dallas was still asleep. Her head had
slid over onto his chest and her arm was across his stomach. He carefully
moved her arm and slid out of the bed. He walked out of the room and into
the living room. "Mercury," He said, "go get the dog. Bring him to me."
"No problem." She got up from her spot on the couch and went to the elevator.
Deacon sat down and lit a cigarette. A few minutes later, Mercury came back with Fang in her arms and handed him to Deacon. When finished his cigarette, he took Fang and went back into the room. He sat in the chair in the corner and watched Dallas sleep as he scratched Fang's head.
About a half an hour later, Dallas finally woke up. She rolled over and looked at Deacon. When she saw Fang, she lifted her head off the pillow. Deacon put the dog down on the floor and he immediately ran to Dallas. She pushed herself up with her right arm and flinched as pain shot from her shoulder all the way down her arm. She reached down and picked up Fang and hugged him tightly. "Hi, baby." She said in a baby voice. He started licking her face and she smiled and scratched his head. "Are you happy to see mommy? Yes, of course you are."
Deacon stayed in the chair and watched her with her dog. A smile came across his face as he watched. This was the happiest she had been and the first time she actually smiled the whole time she had been there. Her smile was beautiful. Her eyes glowed with happiness and he knew without her saying anything that she appreciated what he had done for her.
"Thank you, Deacon." She said, snapping him out of his trans-like state. "I love you." She said to Fang even though she meant it more to Deacon.
"No problem."
"No, really. I appreciate it. I was really worried about him. I knew you had him but I just can't stand leaving him alone with people he doesn't really know."
"He's safe with me. No one's gonna hurt him." He stood up and walked over to her. He rubbed Fang's head as he sat down on the bed. "He really loves it here."
"I can tell. He must really like you."
"Yeah, I think we might keep him around for a while."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I like him. I wish I could say the same thing for Quinn."
"Quinn don't like him?" She asked in an amused tone.
"No."
"I wonder why." She said sarcastically.
"I don't know. The only thing he did was try to bite him."
She looked at Fang and grabbed his face playfully. "Did you try to bite that mean old Quinn?"
Deacon smiled again as he watched her.
She looked up at him. "You know, when you're not being evil, you have a nice smile."
"When you're not being hostile, you've got a cute smile."
"Whoa, did I just hear Mr. Big Bad Deacon Frost use the word 'cute'?"
"Yeah, you did. What are you gonna do about it?"
"I could think if something." She leaned in and started kissing him. He grabbed her shoulder and she flinched in pain and pulled away from him.
"I'm sorry." He said. He pulled the collar of her shirt back to look at her shoulder. It was a little swollen and was bruised from where she hit the door to put it back in place. "Are you sure you don't need a doctor?"
"I'm sure. I'm a fast healer. Give it about four days. I'll be fine."
"Okay." He ran his finger down her cheek and smiled at her. He felt Fang nipping at his other hand and looked down at him. "I guess he's hungry. Take a shower and get dressed. I've got someone who wants to see you." He said. He leaned in and kissed her on her cheek before picking up Fang and left the room.
*************
After her shower, she slipped into a pair of jeans and one of Deacon's shirts. Her arm hurt too much for her to pull one of the shirts he brought her over her head so she decided to just wear one of his button- up shirts. Not to mention they were rather comfortable and looked damn good on her. She went out into the living room where Deacon was sitting on the couch playing with Fang. Quinn was sitting in the chair staring at the pit bull puppy evilly. "Quinn." She said. He looked up at her and she gave him a look telling him not to touch her dog.
Fang jumped off the couch and ran to her, followed by Deacon. "You ready to go?"
"Yeah." She said.
He leaned in and kissed her gently. She reached down and picked up Fang then Deacon took her hand and led her to the elevator. They stepped in and when the door closed, started kissing again. When the elevator stopped, they stepped out and Dallas's jaw dropped.
"Hey, D." Leon said.
"Leon. Tonio." She couldn't believe her eyes. Her two best friends, who she thought she'd never see again, were standing right in front of her. She wrapped her arms around their necks and hugged tightly. She smiled at them before bursting into tears.
"What's wrong, Dallas?" Antonio asked.
"Nothing. It's just, you and Fang and all this...it's just...I'm just tired, that's all."
"Yeah, you do look kinda tired, D. What happened to you anyway?" Leon said.
"It's nothing. You know me, always trippin' over my own feet." She lied.
When Deacon heard her answer, he raised an eyebrow. Why in the hell is she covering for Quinn? He asked himself.
Leon looked at Deacon then back to Dallas. He leaned in close to whisper into her ear so no one could hear him. "Did he do this to you?"
"No, Leon."
"Are you telling the truth or are you just saying that 'cause he told you to?"
"I'm not covering for him. He didn't do it."
Leon looked into her eyes and knew she was telling the truth about Deacon but he knew she was lying about how she did it. He knew no one could do that much damage to themselves just from being clumsy.
"Dallas, it's time to go." Deacon said in a low tone.
"Okay, just one more second." She said. "Leon, Tonio, I just want you guys to know, no matter what, I love you both." She kissed them on their cheeks and turned to Deacon. She started crying again as took his hand and followed him to the elevator. When turned to get one last glimpse of her two friends that have been like brothers to her since they were kids before the elevator doors closed. She covered her face with her hands and cried. Deacon wrapped his arms around her and she cried into his chest. When they got back to the penthouse, she went into the room and sat in the chair and cried for hours.
Deacon had started to wonder if what he did was wrong. He loved her and wanted her to be happy but what he did seemed to do the exact opposite. When he finally went into the room, she had cried herself to sleep in the chair. He decided not to disturb her so he covered her with a blanket and kissed her on her forehead before turning out the light and leaving the room again.
"No problem." She got up from her spot on the couch and went to the elevator.
Deacon sat down and lit a cigarette. A few minutes later, Mercury came back with Fang in her arms and handed him to Deacon. When finished his cigarette, he took Fang and went back into the room. He sat in the chair in the corner and watched Dallas sleep as he scratched Fang's head.
About a half an hour later, Dallas finally woke up. She rolled over and looked at Deacon. When she saw Fang, she lifted her head off the pillow. Deacon put the dog down on the floor and he immediately ran to Dallas. She pushed herself up with her right arm and flinched as pain shot from her shoulder all the way down her arm. She reached down and picked up Fang and hugged him tightly. "Hi, baby." She said in a baby voice. He started licking her face and she smiled and scratched his head. "Are you happy to see mommy? Yes, of course you are."
Deacon stayed in the chair and watched her with her dog. A smile came across his face as he watched. This was the happiest she had been and the first time she actually smiled the whole time she had been there. Her smile was beautiful. Her eyes glowed with happiness and he knew without her saying anything that she appreciated what he had done for her.
"Thank you, Deacon." She said, snapping him out of his trans-like state. "I love you." She said to Fang even though she meant it more to Deacon.
"No problem."
"No, really. I appreciate it. I was really worried about him. I knew you had him but I just can't stand leaving him alone with people he doesn't really know."
"He's safe with me. No one's gonna hurt him." He stood up and walked over to her. He rubbed Fang's head as he sat down on the bed. "He really loves it here."
"I can tell. He must really like you."
"Yeah, I think we might keep him around for a while."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I like him. I wish I could say the same thing for Quinn."
"Quinn don't like him?" She asked in an amused tone.
"No."
"I wonder why." She said sarcastically.
"I don't know. The only thing he did was try to bite him."
She looked at Fang and grabbed his face playfully. "Did you try to bite that mean old Quinn?"
Deacon smiled again as he watched her.
She looked up at him. "You know, when you're not being evil, you have a nice smile."
"When you're not being hostile, you've got a cute smile."
"Whoa, did I just hear Mr. Big Bad Deacon Frost use the word 'cute'?"
"Yeah, you did. What are you gonna do about it?"
"I could think if something." She leaned in and started kissing him. He grabbed her shoulder and she flinched in pain and pulled away from him.
"I'm sorry." He said. He pulled the collar of her shirt back to look at her shoulder. It was a little swollen and was bruised from where she hit the door to put it back in place. "Are you sure you don't need a doctor?"
"I'm sure. I'm a fast healer. Give it about four days. I'll be fine."
"Okay." He ran his finger down her cheek and smiled at her. He felt Fang nipping at his other hand and looked down at him. "I guess he's hungry. Take a shower and get dressed. I've got someone who wants to see you." He said. He leaned in and kissed her on her cheek before picking up Fang and left the room.
*************
After her shower, she slipped into a pair of jeans and one of Deacon's shirts. Her arm hurt too much for her to pull one of the shirts he brought her over her head so she decided to just wear one of his button- up shirts. Not to mention they were rather comfortable and looked damn good on her. She went out into the living room where Deacon was sitting on the couch playing with Fang. Quinn was sitting in the chair staring at the pit bull puppy evilly. "Quinn." She said. He looked up at her and she gave him a look telling him not to touch her dog.
Fang jumped off the couch and ran to her, followed by Deacon. "You ready to go?"
"Yeah." She said.
He leaned in and kissed her gently. She reached down and picked up Fang then Deacon took her hand and led her to the elevator. They stepped in and when the door closed, started kissing again. When the elevator stopped, they stepped out and Dallas's jaw dropped.
"Hey, D." Leon said.
"Leon. Tonio." She couldn't believe her eyes. Her two best friends, who she thought she'd never see again, were standing right in front of her. She wrapped her arms around their necks and hugged tightly. She smiled at them before bursting into tears.
"What's wrong, Dallas?" Antonio asked.
"Nothing. It's just, you and Fang and all this...it's just...I'm just tired, that's all."
"Yeah, you do look kinda tired, D. What happened to you anyway?" Leon said.
"It's nothing. You know me, always trippin' over my own feet." She lied.
When Deacon heard her answer, he raised an eyebrow. Why in the hell is she covering for Quinn? He asked himself.
Leon looked at Deacon then back to Dallas. He leaned in close to whisper into her ear so no one could hear him. "Did he do this to you?"
"No, Leon."
"Are you telling the truth or are you just saying that 'cause he told you to?"
"I'm not covering for him. He didn't do it."
Leon looked into her eyes and knew she was telling the truth about Deacon but he knew she was lying about how she did it. He knew no one could do that much damage to themselves just from being clumsy.
"Dallas, it's time to go." Deacon said in a low tone.
"Okay, just one more second." She said. "Leon, Tonio, I just want you guys to know, no matter what, I love you both." She kissed them on their cheeks and turned to Deacon. She started crying again as took his hand and followed him to the elevator. When turned to get one last glimpse of her two friends that have been like brothers to her since they were kids before the elevator doors closed. She covered her face with her hands and cried. Deacon wrapped his arms around her and she cried into his chest. When they got back to the penthouse, she went into the room and sat in the chair and cried for hours.
Deacon had started to wonder if what he did was wrong. He loved her and wanted her to be happy but what he did seemed to do the exact opposite. When he finally went into the room, she had cried herself to sleep in the chair. He decided not to disturb her so he covered her with a blanket and kissed her on her forehead before turning out the light and leaving the room again.