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Wilson and Cecilia continued to spend their days, almost a week, together acting as if there were no big decisions looming around the corner. There was no mention of Cecilia's trip to California, or driving, or even either of their cars when they spent time together. Instead, they just enjoyed the surreal limbo time they had created before everything was forced to change.
Cecilia was over a lot, so Wilson never had that much time to think about driving across the country with Cecilia to see the father of her child. Whenever he had a minute alone that was not occupied by taking care of Billy, sleeping next to Cecilia, or performing some menial task at work, he thought over he forced himself to mull over his decision. It was not something he was going to do willingly.
To be honest, Wilson didn't really want to go over two thousand miles by car for someone else's trip. He felt like there was no need for him to tag along and there was nothing there for him in California. Cecilia asking him to go made him feel as if she had crossed some sort of imaginary line, overstepping the bounds of both her present and her past.
However, he did feel like he should be going for Cecilia's sake. He knew how much it would mean to her if he went. The look on her face when she asked him was so hopeful and innocent. If he went with her, maybe the trip wouldn't be that awful for her. She has had so much stuff to deal with in the past year and a half that he didn't want anything or anyone to have the opportunity to hurt her.
That was another main reason he concluded for going with her. Since he had met Cecilia, he had always felt like she needed taking care of. He had this innate instinct to protect her because she was so vulnerable when they had first met. He'd hate for her to leave and for him to not know what was going on with her. That would kill him.
Her leaving, period, would hurt him. Ever since that fateful night, they had shared a bed together, and almost every breakfast and dinner to date. They did everything together, and if Cecilia left he would feel lonely and incomplete. She had become such a permanent fixture at the West household that Wilson wouldn't know what to do without Cecilia.
One thing that Wilson could not work around was the fact that he was a father. He had to consider Billy's feelings before his own. He knew that Billy still disliked Cecilia. His hatred for her had lessened over the past months that she had been living across the hall, but it was still present much of the time. Billy would have to come with them to California, too. Wilson had to consult Billy before committing him to a three or four day car ride with her and Juliet.
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"Where's Cecilia?" Billy asked his father as he finished putting three napkins around the table.
"I asked her to come by a little bit later because I wanted to talk to you." Wilson pulled out his chair from underneath the dinner table and sat. "Have a seat son."
Billy did so slowly and then turned to his father. "Yes?"
"Billy, I have something to ask you. Now, if I treat you like an adult and tell you everything that is going on, do you think you can handle it?" Billy nodded his head vigorously. "Good. Cecilia…she has to go back to California where she is from- something has come up that has to do with Juliet. She doesn't have the money to fly there in an airplane, so I told her that she could drive there."
"That's a long way to drive," Billy commented.
Wilson smiled, "Yes, it is. Cecilia asked if I wanted to go with her- if we wanted to go with her. What do you think about that?"
"Why would we need to go to California? Isn't this just for Cecilia?"
"We'd be going to help her out and support her."
"Is that what you want to do?" Billy asked.
"Yeah, I think it is. Would that be OK with you?"
Billy's tone went slightly sour. "I guess so. I still don't like Cecilia at all, but if you want to go then we can go."
"Thank you Billy."
"Dad, how long would it take to get there? Like two weeks?"
Wilson laughed. "No. It would probably take about four days to get to California from here. Then we'd probably stay for about a day or two and then we'd come back home again. The whole trip would be about two weeks."
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Wilson knocked on Cecilia's door after letting Billy into their apartment. The door opened after a few seconds and she smiled when she saw him. The two shared an innocent kiss and he stepped inside, closing the door behind him.
"Where's Billy?" she asked.
"Inside. I have some good news for you."
She stepped closer to him. "Oh really?"
"Yup. I talked to my boss and I talked to my son, after talking to myself, and it seems as if all systems are go. As of Monday, I will have two weeks off from work, and Billy and I will be ready to accompany you and Juliet on an excursion to the west coast."
She wrapped her arms around him quickly in a tight hug. "Really? You were taking so long to answer that I thought you weren't going to come. And even just imagining having to go it myself made me sick to my stomach."
He kissed the top of her head. "This trip is important, and if I am going to continue to be in your life I have to go with you. I care about you too much to make you do something like this alone. It's as simple as that."
She squeezed him in even tighter and rested her head on his shoulder. "Thank you, thank you, thank you. I owe you everything Wilson."
"You don't owe me anything."
"Oh yes I do. This is huge. I am so happy that you didn't run away from me. I really need you help." Cecilia gasped at the words that had just come out of her mouth. She had never asked anyone for help in her entire life. Telling Wilson that was monumentally important to their growth as a couple, much like this trip was. Hopefully, by the end of the tip they'd have grown together rather than apart.
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A/N: This chapter bites. Basically I just spilled my ideas as to why Wilson should/should not go into a bunch of paragraphs and called it a chapter. Bleck.
And sorry about the infrequent updates. I know I have stalled, but hopefully with him accepting out of the way I'll pick up the slack.
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I want to grow with Wilson and Cecilia. How about you? Review.
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