May 10th, 2010

Randi sat on the count with her eyes closed. She was so damn tired today. She had no idea why she was so tired. Daisy was sitting at the piano playing. She smiled softly and looked at her.

"You're doing great, Flower." Randi said. Daisy grinned.

"I good." She said. "I pay you, Momma." Randi sat up.

"You're going to play a song for me, Daisy?" Randi asked her. Daisy nodded and immediately started to play for her. Randi chuckled softly. She wished she could play like this. "Baby, do you know how to read music?" Daisy shook her head.

"Ah ah." She mumbled.

"So, you just like listening to the music and then playing it?" Randi asked. Daisy nodded.

"I go pay now?" She asked her mother. Randi chuckled.

"Go play, Sweetheart." Randi said. Daisy jumped off of the bench and ran off. Randi sighed softly and closed her eyes. She could easily fall asleep, but she couldn't. She had unsupervised children in the house. Randi yawned loudly as the phone rang. She groaned and picked it up. "Hello?"

"May I please speak with a Mrs. Miranda Malucci?" The make voice said.
"This is she." Randi said, "how may I help you?"

"My name is Henry Duff. I am fromt he Albany correctional institute." he said. Randi's heart stopped. That's where Charles was, "it says in your case file that you need to be altered personally of anything major that happens with Charles."

"Yes." She said hoarsely. Oh god, he was being patrolled. She just knew it. Her stomach began hurting. "What happened?"

"This morning Charles committed suicide." He said.

"What??" Randi cried. She jumped up off of the couch. Her body began to shake, "He's dead?? He's really dead??"

"Yes he is, ma'am." Henry said. Randi's eyes filled with tears.

"Oh my god. Thank you. Thank you so much for telling me." She whispered. Randi hung up the phone. her body tingled with excitement. She immediately ran outside and down the path to the clinic. She ran into the clinic, "April, where's Dave?"

"Exam two." She said. Randi walked into the back and knocked on the door. "Dave, come here. I need to talk to you."

"I'm sort of in the middle of something." He said.

"Please. It's important." Randi said. Dave smiled at his patient.

"I will be right back, Mrs. Johnson." Dave walked out of the room and Randi threw her arms around his neck and started to cry, "Randi? What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"H-he's dead, D-Dave." She sobbed. Dave pulled away from her and stared with wide eyes. Who? Sonny? Her dad?

"Who is dead, Randi?" He asked. Randi began smiling.

"Charles. Charles killed himself this morning!" She said. Dave's jaw dropped.

"Dead...As in...."

"As in he will never touch our family again." Randi smiled.

"Oh my god. Oh my god." Dave whispered. he grabbed his wife and hugged her tightly. his bad day had just got better. Charles was dead. Finally, they could move on and not live their lives in fear anymore. It had been many years since they had felt like this. it would take some time to get used to.

May 31st, 2010

Dave sat in his office staring at several charts. This is what he hated to do most, but it had to be done. This was his least favourite thing to do at County when he worked there.

"Dr. Malucci, Mrs. Francis canceled on you." April stood in the door. Dave nodded.

"At least I can get some of this paper work done." He said, "Why don't you go home early. Drew and I can handle any walk ins." April began to grin brightly.

"Thank you, Dr. M. I'll see you Monday." She said. Dave chuckled as he looked back at the charts.

"Hello sexy." Randi smiled softly. Dave looked at her. So much for getting work done.

"Hey, baby." Dave said, "What do I owe this pleasure to?"

"I um...I need to talk to you...Ask you for a favour." Randi said.

"Anything." Dave leaned back.

"Please don't freak out." Randi said. Dave arched his eyebrow. he didn't like the sound of this.

"Don't freak out about what?" He asked her.

"I....I think I'm pregnant." Randi said. Dave stared at her. His heart stopped beating in his chest. A small smile came across his face. he stood up.

"Pregnant? You think you're pregnant?" He asked.

"Yes." She said, smiling. "I have a pretty good feeling I am in fact. I'm tired and barfy. haven't you noticed?" Dave chuckled.

"I just thought...you know work...four kids...Normal symptoms." He said. Randi giggled happiness dancing in her eyes.

"Will you give me a pregnancy test?" She asked. Dave nodded and handed her in a cup.

"Of course I will. Pee in this." He smiled. Randi chuckled and went towards the bathroom. Dave walked into the first exam room to get everything ready. He couldn't wipe this smile off of his face.

"Here." Randi held out the cup. Dave chuckled.

"Thanks. Sit down." He said. Randi sat on the bed, smiling.

"Will you be happy if I am?" Randi asked.

"I will be thrilled." Dave said as he started the test, "Daisy will be two this year. It's a good age range."

"I know and we have more money than we did when Daisy was born." Randi said, "We'll need to room Daisy with Sailor."

"Unless we add an addition to the house, which we can do." Dave said, "Are you ready?" Randi nodded.

"Very ready." Randi said watching Dave drop some urine into a small bowl. Her heart pounded in her chest. It paid to be married to a doctor. Soon, Dave turned to Randi with a smile.

"You're pregnant." Dave said.

"I'm pregnant!!" Randi squealed and threw her arms around him. Dave hugged her tightly. "I'm pregnant!! I thought I would be!!" Dave chuckled.

"Everyone is going to flip." He said. Randi went to the calendar and started counted.

"I'm due around January 25th or 26th." Randi said.

"So close to Ireland's." Dave said.

"Another addition to Birthday Alley." Randi put her hands on her belly, "I think I'm six weeks."

"Do you want to do an ultrasound to see?" Dave asked.

"No." Randi smiled, "I want to wait." Dave smiled and nodded.

"All right. I can do that." he said. Randi began to frown, "What's wrong?"

"What's that smell?" Randi asked.
"What smell?" Dave asked. Randi smelled the air.

"There's something burning." She said. Dave smelled the air.
"God..." Dave opened the exam room door and smoke bellowed in. "Oh god." Randi began to cough, "The clinic is on fire."

"The girls." Randi jumped off of the table, "They're int he house."

"We need to get out." Dave grabbed his wife's hand and rushed out of room. The waiting room was in blazes, "The back door." He and Randi ran outside. She was coughing, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." She said.

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Dave stood in front of the clinic. The front of the place was completely ruined. He ran his hand through his hair. Randi wrapped her arms around him.

"We don't need a new addition to the house. Focus on the clinic right now." Randi said. Dave put his hand on her stomach.

"If only this happened in a couple of months." He sighed.

"It'll me all right." Randi said, "We always seem to have hiccups when I get pregnant, but we always seem to get through them. We'll get through this one. It's nothing a few bucks and some men won't fit." Dave snickered.

"That's what got you pregnant in the first place.' He said.

"I know." Randi's face got serious, "It was only the waiting room that burnt down. Thank you lucky stars your equipment didn't get ruined and that we got out safely." Dave nodded as he hugged his wife. He was happy that they got out safely, but that clinic meant so much to him. He wouldn't be able to work for at least a month. He would have to help out somewhere else. He shuddered to think where.

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