June 14th, 2010

Week 8

Things were very tense around the Malucci household. Randi already couldn't fit into her normal clothes. She had to of a size higher. her morning sickness was terrible. She even threw up on the ice when she brought Sailor to the ice rink.

Dave was busy trying to get his clinic up and running, but it didn't seem to be happening. The fire Marshall wanted to look at it and several contractors wanted to look at it. he found himself working at the place he hated most, County General.

"Chuny, Mrs. Carlson needs a new IV. She's running dry again." Dave said going to the admit desk. There were a few new faces here, but they were pretty much the same.

"All right. I have it." She said going to Mrs. Carlson's room.

"Baby Machine, can you start clearing the board?" Romano asked.

"Baby machine, eh?" Dave chuckled slightly, "five kids dosent make me a baby machine. It makes my wife a baby machine and my junk a working piece of art." Romano smiled.

"Tuche." Romano said. Dave walked to grab another chart. "This ER has been running smoothly since you left. Don't screw it up." Dave rolled his eyes.

"In case you've forgotten sir, I've been running my own place."

"That's right. A cheap run of the mill place witha lot of sniffing brats...Wait...That's your house isnt it?" Romano said. Dave rolled his eyes, "Get to work." Dave growled. he picked up a chart and walked away. he couldn't deal with Romano right now. He looked through what he had to choose from. Not much.

"Hey, Malucci." John walked up to him, "Good to have you back."

"It's only temporally." He said.

"Still, it's really good to have you back." John said.

"Thanks." Dave mumbled. John leaned against the desk. Drew walked into the ER. Dave was surprised to see him. "Hey."

"Hey. Can I run something by you?" he asked. Dave nodded.

"Sure." Anything to not work, Dave thought. John smiled and walked away.

"I want to open up a business." Drew said.

"A business. But you're a doctor." Dave said. Drew chuckled.

"I know, but well, I need more." He said.

"Well, what's this business then?" Dave glanced behind him. Romano was giving one of his patients trouble.

"I want to open up a bar." Drew said, "Called Suds and Scrubs." Dave let out a laugh. "There's space near this hospital."

"A bar?" Dave rubbed his chin, "That might be cool."

"Thanks. I just wanted to know if you'll give me some backing and if Randi has any contacts." He said. Dave nodded.

"She's at a meeting right now but why don't you, Liz, and the kids stop by for dinner tonight and we'll talk about it." Dave said. Drew nodded thankfully as Romano walked up to them.

"Dr. Callahan, are you coming to work with us or are you checking up on your bride? was it Malucci or Corday?" Romano asked.

"Lizzie and You don't need a peds doc." Drew said. Romano arched his eyebrow.

"Yes we do." he said.

"No. No you don't." Drew smiled and looked at Dave, "I'll see you tonight man." Dave nodded.

"See ya." He said glancing at Robert. "I'll get back to work."

"Good thinking." He said. Dave headed to exam room eight. A bar? He liked the name but he wasn't sure if it was a good idea. He didn't need temptation like that around.

June 28th, 2010

Week 10

Randi groaned as she pulled her pants on. She couldn't fit into these pants that she wanted to wear.

"God damn it." Randi cursed. She and Dave were having a date and she couldn't fit into her normal clothes. it was ridiculous and frustrating. She threw open her closet door and reached into the back. She pulled out a slinky number she made when she was pregnant with Daisy. She couldnt believe her belly already looked like she swallowed a ball.

"Miranda, are you okay in here?" Misty knocked ont he door.

"Yeah. Zip me up." She said.

"Ohh. That is an awesome dress." misty zipped the dress up.

"Thanks." Randi ran her hand through her curls, "How do I look?" Misty smiled.

"Fantastic." She said, "Go have fun and try to not let the morning sickness ruin the fun." Randi smiled and left the bedroom. She walked down the stairs and Dave smiled.

"Wow. You look...wow..." Dave said looking her over.

"You ready to go?" Randi asked as she shrugged her jacket on.

"Yes. let's go."

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Steve had set out a special place for them in the back of the restaurant. This was a nice diversion from the kids, the rebuilding of the clinic waiting room, and all that to her stuff.

"I think I may actually be able to eat tonight." Randi said.

"Good. You need to keep something down." Dave said as he glanced over the menu. "Chicken parmesan sounds good."

"Not really." She said. "Chicken broccoli alfredo does."

"No it dosent." Dave chuckled softly. Randi rolled her eyes.

"It's a wonder we keep this marriage going." Randi winked as Steve came over to the table.

"Wow, Randi, you look ravishing." He said. Randi blushed.

"Well, thank you." She said.

"Could we order or are yout oo busy hitting on my wife?" Dave asked. Steve smirked.

"What would you like tonight?" He asked.

"I will take the Chicken parmesan with side of steamed veggies." Dave said, "And some...Pepsi." Steve nodded.

"And for you, Randi?" He asked.

"Chicken broccoli alfredo with a side order of garlic bread and some sweet tea please." Randi smiled. Steven nodded again.

"All right. It'll be up in a minute." He said and walked away. Dave reached over and took Randi's hand.

"Steve is right." he said. Randi cocked her eyebrow.

"Steve is right about what?" She asked her husband.

"You are ravishing and gorgeous and beautiful." Dave said.

"And pregnant." Randi said. Dave nodded.

"And pregnant but you always look terrific pregnant." he said.

"Well, thank you." She said, "I suppose we should go to Hannah's sometime and tell her that we're pregnant again."

"Yeah we'll go soon." He said. Randi nodded and touched her belly.

"Good." She said leaning back in her chair. "Can you believe we're having another baby?" Dave shook his head.

"No. Not really." He said, "You think it'll be a boy this time?"

"Of course it'll be a boy this time." Randi chuckled, "We have four girls already. It needs to be a boy." Dave nodded.

"Yeah, but it'll be nice whatever it is." he responded. Randi chuckled. She knew he really wanted to have a son finally. Frankly, that's what she really wanted also. Even if it was another girl, she would be happy.

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