'She Woke Up Pregnant' By McCall-Hunter-#1Fan

Wilshire Hospital

Hunter, Kitty, Brad and Charlie were at Wilshire Hospital. All devastated. Wondering what could of gone wrong? It was loss of consciousness. But something had to cause it. Just then, a doctor walked over to them.

"Are you her husband?" The doctor asked Hunter.

"No, just a friend. How's she doing Doc.?"

"Well, she is very lucky to be alive. See, we found cyanide in her body. Apparently, the first indications of cyanide poisoning are rapid, deep breathing and shortness of breath, followed by convulsions (seizures) and loss of consciousness. Did any of these symptoms show?"

Kitty spoke up. "No, she was just dancing and everything seemed fine. Until she went limp in his arms. Are you sure it was cyanide?"

"Ma'am, I am pretty sure it was cyanide. It's pretty rare, that she didn't have any other symptoms besides loss of consciousness. But she'll be fine. We'd like her to stay for a couple of days, to, uh, make sure she's fine. You can go see her for a couple of minutes, though. But please, one at a time. She needs her rest." The doctor walked away from the group.

"You go see her first Hunter." Kitty commanded.

He looked at Charlie and Brad to make sure it was okay, they just nodded. "Alright. Thanks."

As Rick entered her room, her eyes fluttered open. (Wonder Why?) He walked over to her side. She grabbed his hand. Rick gripped it.

"Hey hun. How ya feeling?" Hunter asked.

McCall yawned. "A little tired. Uhm, I am sorry for what I said about your... Country music. I think i'm starting to like it now."

Hunter let out a chuckle. "Told ya country was the best music on Earth. I knew you would end up liking it."

She smiled a tired smile. "They said they found cyanide in my body? How can that be?I am lucky to be alive. I am sorry I ruined your party. And your time you could be with Callie. Where is she anyways? Where did everybody go? Where ---"

Hunter cut in. "Hey calm down. Everyone went home. Even Callie and Frank. I thought he'd be the first one at the hospital. But he hasn't showed. Some guy he is."

"I know I know. Frank is great and all, but he is the 'jealous type'. He's jealous of you. And Carlos, not to mention, BERNIE! Ugh.."

Hunter laughed once again. "Well, I am handsome. Every man should be jealous of me!"

Dee Dee cracked a smile. "Jealous of you!? Yeah, right. You only wish every man was."

Silence came over the two. They just stared at each other. But right then, Brad and Kitty came in.

"Oh sorry. We should of knocked. But we would like to see Dee Dee too, you know!" Kitty exclaimed.

"Now Now Kit. Let Hunter take his time. After all, he and Dee Dee are closer than we are to her. Sorry you guys, take you time." Brad pushes Kitty out the door.

"I better let the others see you now. I'll be back tomorrow though. I don't want to leave you alone on Christmas Eve. Well, get some rest, okay?" Hunter kissed her on the forehead, cheeks, nose, and eyelids.

Dee Dee giggled. "Okay. I promise." They hugged and then he walked out of the door. She sighed and awaited for Kitty and Brad. They soon walked in with Charlie. "Hi you guys!"

"Hi girl! How are you feeling? I heard they found cyanide in your body. You are lucky your alive!" Kitty said.

Hunter's Beach House

Rick walked into his house. He layed his keys on the kitchen table, and noticed wet puddles on the floor. He reached for his M9 9mm semiautomatic pistol, which was jammed in his pocket. Rick made his way to his bedroom, where he saw a silhouette on his bed. He trained his gun on the silhouette and barked, "Don't move! Get up and keep your hands above your head." It did as told. "Good, now i'm gonna turn on the lights. Don't even think about making a run for it." Hunter flipped on the lights and to his surprise, it was.... A Woman!

Maybe about no taller than Dee Dee. Much shorter. Like 5'6 shorter. Beautiful, straight, long brunette hair and piercing brown eyes. Her high cheekbones were a shade of pink and she wore silver and pink eyeshadow. Her clothes were a short mini denim skirt and a pink tube top. I guess you can say she loved pink!

"What's yer name?" Hunter inquired.

She swallowed hard. "Alissa. Alissa Rameriz."

"What are you doing here?" He pressed.

"I was out on the beach when it started to snow. So I came here. Just till it stopped, honest."

Hunter eyed her. "That's it?"

"Lookit, mister, if you want I can just leave right now."

"No, it's alright. I was just shocked to find a girl in my home."

Alissa glared at him with suspicion. "Who are you?"

"I own this place... I'm Rick Hunter."

"D---! I just had to break into a cops' beach house. I am truly sorry."

"Nah, forget it." Hunter paused. "What do you do fer a living?"

"I am a secretary by day and a waitress at night. Crummy life. How is it to be a cop?"

"It's grea-- Wait! How do you know i'm a cop and how old are you?"

"I am old enough to know and too young to care." Alissa stares at Rick. "Where is your, uh, wife?"

Hunter raised an eyebrow. "Wife? I don't have a ----"

Alissa cuts in, "The woman with the curly hair. You know, with the big brown bambii eyes?"

"Ok, you know what. I am tired and I am not going to have this conversation with someone who broke into my house. Now if you don't mind, I want you out." Hunter was too tired to have 'small talk' to this girl. He had alot to do tomorrow.

"Alright, alright. I'm gone. I left my number on the kitchen table if ya need me. Buh-bye!" Alissa then leaves.

Hunter yawns. He changes into his pant pj's and falls asleep.

Wilshire Hospital, 4:30am....Same day, 8:30am

A man crept into Dee Dee's room. He inched his way over to her and hit her hard on the head with the butt of a gun. From there, he did his business....

That morning, Hunter walked into McCall's room. She was on her bed, with a bandage on her head. "Hey hun. What happened? Are you okay?"

"Yes. I'm fine. I just don't remember how it happened."

Hunter hugged her and helped her up. "C'mon, lets get ya out of here."

Dee Dee stared at the unfamiliar man. "Uhm... Okay. To where?"

"Are ya starving? We can go get some chinese. Your favorite."

"Uh, yeah. Sure."

Hunter nods. They go to the front desk, meeted by the doctor who spoke to them the other day. He smiled at them.

"Ahh, if it isn't Ms. McCall and her uh... Friend. Well, I better go. Get well soon, Ms. McCall." The Dr. said, and walked away.

McCall and Hunter then left after signing a few papers. He drove them to her house. When they got up to the door, Hunter waited for Dee Dee to open the door. "Are ya going to open it?"

"Isn't this your house?"

"What!? Are you sure your okay, Dee?"

McCall touched her head. "I don't know. What's your name?"

Hunter choked on his words. "Dee---Dee Dee? Don't tell me you have memory loss... How!?"

Dee Dee burst into tears. "I don't remember! I don't!" She laid her head on his chest and cried harder.

Hunter hugged her tightly. "It's okay. Ssh. Why didn't the Dr. tell you what happened?"

"He--- He didn't say anything. Just that i'd be fine." She sniffled. "Are you my --- My husband?"

"Uh, no. I am just a close friend. I'm Rick Hunter and your Dee Dee McCall. You live here with your dog, Maggie. Lets go inside and i'll tell you more about myself and you." Hunter paused. He looked at Dee Dee then at the door. "You don't happen to know how to pick locks do you?"

She licked her lips. "I think I do know. I have before. Right?"

Hunter gave her a smile. "Yep. Always. So can ya do it?"

"Yeah. Just a sec." McCall fumbled with the lock and after struggling it flew open. She gave him a sexy smile. "Awesome!"

They walked inside. There was a beautiful white Christmas tree, propped up against the wall. On her fireplace were 3 stockings. Each read; Dee Dee, Maggie, and Rick.

"Hey! I have your name up here. Why?"

"I don't know Dee Dee. I wish you were able to tell me." Hunter replied. He looked over at Dee Dee who was now sobbing uncontrollably. "Ahh, Dee. C'mere! You'll get your memory back. I promise."

"I just wish I had it NOW! I NEED it! Why, Rick!? Why me?" Dee Dee cries. Hunter just wraps her in his strong arms. She felt safe in them. He was the only man who makes her feel safe. Not even Steve made her feel this safe. "Steve!"

Rick looked down at the woman in his arms. "Steve? What do you remember about him?"

"Uhm, he was my husband. Right?" He nods. "Tell me about my life." Hunter nods once again and starts telling her about her life since Steve. When he was finished, she whispered, "You and I... We are best friends. Why hasn't anything ever happened between us?"

"I don't know, sweetheart. I just don't know." Hunter says. He wondered why...

After a moments of silence, Dee Dee yawns.

"I'm going to bed, Rick. You can stay here tonight. Blankets are in my closet." She surprised herself. Hmm... Memory is coming back. "See ya." She kisses him on the cheek. And disappears upstairs. Forgetting all about breakfast.