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Georgie rolled over in her sleep, her head resting in Dillon's lap. He ran his fingers through her messy hair and smiled down at her. Three days after Leo's confession, he made plans to leave the country with Georgie. They needed to get away; the stress wasn't good for her and he felt better with her away from everything that was going on in Port Charles. Baldwin filed official charges against Leo. Dillon could tell it was driving Scott crazy that he wasn't able to pin it on him.
Georgie hadn't wanted to leave. She felt so guilty about Leo that she had insisted to Dillon that she wouldn't budge, wanting to stay in PC for moral support, despite the fact that Leo's trial was to be months from then. Maxie had promised her she would visit him regularly and Justus had signed on to be his defense lawyer. The plan was to go for a self-defense plea. There were more than a few people willing to testify that had seen Kyle's drunken behavior at Jake's on several occasions and were prepared to say he got extremely violent. Dillon felt pretty confident that Leo wouldn't have to serve long, but that didn't take away his own guilt as well.
Finally, Georgie's eyelids fluttered open and she gazed up at her husband sleepily.
"Are we there yet?"
"No, not yet," he smiled at her "You have to be patient."
"I'm tired of being patient," she sulked playfully.
"Too bad," he lifted her up to rest comfortably in his arms "But I promise you, you're going to love it."
He had arranged for them to stay in the Caribbean. A secluded, quiet beach house all to themselves on a little island. He thought it would be the perfect place for his wife.
"Yeah, how much am I going to love it?"
He smirked at her persistence and kissed her.
*
"It's beautiful," Georgie marveled when they entered the house a few hours later.
"Told you," he wrapped his arms around her waist as they walked into the main living area to the huge wall width window looking out onto the white beach.
"You know what?" Georgie looked over her shoulder at him.
"What?"
"This is the baby's first vacation."
The thought of that made Dillon grin. He was going to be daddy. He had to admit he hadn't been totally sold on the idea until the moment Georgie told him, and then that was all that mattered. Georgie was going to have his child, a child that represented their love for each other. A child he would love and take care of forever, just like his wife.
"Yes it is," he kissed the top of her head "Do you think he likes the view?"
"You mean she," she giggled.
"No, no I mean he," he laughed.
"So, you want to go for a walk?" she turned to him, an eager light in her eyes.
*
It was just nearing dusk when they stepped out onto the sand for the first time. The waves were crashing on some rocks just up the beach and the sight of it all was breathtaking. They held hands as they headed down the coast, their feet trudging through the Atlantic Ocean.
"This is what I needed," Georgie insisted, staring out at the sparkling water.
"I know," he smiled softly at her, tightening his grip on her hand.
"You always know."
This was paradise. If Dillon could move somewhere and never leave it, it would be here. Stay here with his wife and his child, forget about work and money, just live life.
"I can't get over how gorgeous it is," Georgie marveled "I've never seen anything like it."
"You know what the amazing thing about it is?" Dillon raised an eyebrow.
"What?" she stopped walking and turned to him.
"It's yours."
"What?" her mouth dropped open.
"Yeah, I uh, I didn't rent this place, I bought it, sight unseen," he laughed "Good thing it turned out, huh?"
"I can't believe you Dillon Quartermaine," she shook her head "You're too good to me sometimes."
"Never," he shook his head, cupping her face in his hands, kissing her as the sun went down behind them.
Georgie felt the warm water curl up around her feet, her toes sinking into the wet sand and she couldn't help but smile as she kissed her husband.
*
Lying under the covers that night, in their huge master bedroom, they snuggled close together. Dillon's hand resting lightly on her stomach.
"You're really happy about the baby aren't you?" Georgie smiled at her husband.
"Yeah," he smirked, admitting defeat.
"I told you."
"Yeah, yeah," he laughed, then suddenly he felt something just slightly nudge his hand that was still resting on Georgie's tummy.
"Did you feel that?" Georgie laughed, sitting up in the bed.
"Yeah, yeah was that the baby?" Dillon grew excited.
"Yeah," Georgie grinned, "That's our baby."
*
Georgie rolled over in her sleep, her head resting in Dillon's lap. He ran his fingers through her messy hair and smiled down at her. Three days after Leo's confession, he made plans to leave the country with Georgie. They needed to get away; the stress wasn't good for her and he felt better with her away from everything that was going on in Port Charles. Baldwin filed official charges against Leo. Dillon could tell it was driving Scott crazy that he wasn't able to pin it on him.
Georgie hadn't wanted to leave. She felt so guilty about Leo that she had insisted to Dillon that she wouldn't budge, wanting to stay in PC for moral support, despite the fact that Leo's trial was to be months from then. Maxie had promised her she would visit him regularly and Justus had signed on to be his defense lawyer. The plan was to go for a self-defense plea. There were more than a few people willing to testify that had seen Kyle's drunken behavior at Jake's on several occasions and were prepared to say he got extremely violent. Dillon felt pretty confident that Leo wouldn't have to serve long, but that didn't take away his own guilt as well.
Finally, Georgie's eyelids fluttered open and she gazed up at her husband sleepily.
"Are we there yet?"
"No, not yet," he smiled at her "You have to be patient."
"I'm tired of being patient," she sulked playfully.
"Too bad," he lifted her up to rest comfortably in his arms "But I promise you, you're going to love it."
He had arranged for them to stay in the Caribbean. A secluded, quiet beach house all to themselves on a little island. He thought it would be the perfect place for his wife.
"Yeah, how much am I going to love it?"
He smirked at her persistence and kissed her.
*
"It's beautiful," Georgie marveled when they entered the house a few hours later.
"Told you," he wrapped his arms around her waist as they walked into the main living area to the huge wall width window looking out onto the white beach.
"You know what?" Georgie looked over her shoulder at him.
"What?"
"This is the baby's first vacation."
The thought of that made Dillon grin. He was going to be daddy. He had to admit he hadn't been totally sold on the idea until the moment Georgie told him, and then that was all that mattered. Georgie was going to have his child, a child that represented their love for each other. A child he would love and take care of forever, just like his wife.
"Yes it is," he kissed the top of her head "Do you think he likes the view?"
"You mean she," she giggled.
"No, no I mean he," he laughed.
"So, you want to go for a walk?" she turned to him, an eager light in her eyes.
*
It was just nearing dusk when they stepped out onto the sand for the first time. The waves were crashing on some rocks just up the beach and the sight of it all was breathtaking. They held hands as they headed down the coast, their feet trudging through the Atlantic Ocean.
"This is what I needed," Georgie insisted, staring out at the sparkling water.
"I know," he smiled softly at her, tightening his grip on her hand.
"You always know."
This was paradise. If Dillon could move somewhere and never leave it, it would be here. Stay here with his wife and his child, forget about work and money, just live life.
"I can't get over how gorgeous it is," Georgie marveled "I've never seen anything like it."
"You know what the amazing thing about it is?" Dillon raised an eyebrow.
"What?" she stopped walking and turned to him.
"It's yours."
"What?" her mouth dropped open.
"Yeah, I uh, I didn't rent this place, I bought it, sight unseen," he laughed "Good thing it turned out, huh?"
"I can't believe you Dillon Quartermaine," she shook her head "You're too good to me sometimes."
"Never," he shook his head, cupping her face in his hands, kissing her as the sun went down behind them.
Georgie felt the warm water curl up around her feet, her toes sinking into the wet sand and she couldn't help but smile as she kissed her husband.
*
Lying under the covers that night, in their huge master bedroom, they snuggled close together. Dillon's hand resting lightly on her stomach.
"You're really happy about the baby aren't you?" Georgie smiled at her husband.
"Yeah," he smirked, admitting defeat.
"I told you."
"Yeah, yeah," he laughed, then suddenly he felt something just slightly nudge his hand that was still resting on Georgie's tummy.
"Did you feel that?" Georgie laughed, sitting up in the bed.
"Yeah, yeah was that the baby?" Dillon grew excited.
"Yeah," Georgie grinned, "That's our baby."
