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Summary: This may be out of order in whatever way, but hey, its my story, I get to decide how it goes. ;-) Sorry if it takes a while for me to get it posted, but I've been writing it in whatever time I get between classes and stuff and I'm laptop less so its all scribbled down on paper and I've actually gotta find time to type it all up. But hopefully I'll find enough time somewhere. =) Also, I've decided to make it easier on people to let me know what they think, and give me more ideas of what to write. If you would like, I can be reached via email or Yahoo! messenger at or via AOL instant messenger as PrincessSpzMnky . Feel free to drop me a line if you'd like. =) Happy Reading! =)
Hey guys! I hope you've been enjoying these last few chapters. I'm starting to sort of get my life back to "normal", thanks to a lot of help from my friends. So I'd just like to take a moment to say thank you to all of you who have reviewed this story, you guys are awesome! And to whoever it was who said I should think about writing professionally, I love you! LOL ;-) Also, many thanks to Dani for putting up with my bitchy self these last few days. LOL Thanks for the bitchfest! =D And also thanks to a certain guy for giving me the ammo for said bitchfest. LOL And Krystal, you too. =) And a BIG thank you to my 3 "Big Sisters"; LS, BR and LT You guys are the most awesome people I've ever known! Thanks for always putting up with my lame self, and for letting me bitch, without completely wanting to rip out my vocal cords day after day. LOL I'm sooooooo lucky to have such great friends! And BR, you're so the BEST shrink there is; even if your "professional opinion" is really only worth that hill of beans. LOL =) And a very special thanks to JA. I don't know where I would be without you. You may be old, but I still love you anyway (especially our little coke & chocolate cake runs). LOL My "diet" may actually be successful if it weren't for you! ;-) So for the record, in the words of my "Big Sister", here's our professional opinion . . . . . "Why guys suck: Well, basically they are clueless!" LS, I love you! =) JJ says hi! ;-) Anyway, thank you to everyone for putting up with me and my lack of updates. You guys rock! So I'm dedicating this chapter to my "bitchfest girls". I love you guys! =)
DreamsOfGold
Home Sweet Home
3 Days Later
Tommy carefully lifted Kimberly out of the car, and carried her into the house.
"Would you like to go upstairs, or would you rather hang out down here on the couch?" Tommy asked, as they entered the house from the garage. Kimberly just shrugged, slowly looking around the house. "How about we try the livingroom . . ." Tommy said, hearing the TV.
"Kimberly! Hi Honey!" Darlene said as Tommy carried his wife into the livingroom.
"Hi . . ." Kimberly answered in a soft voice.
"Kimberly! Welcome home!" Anne Marie said happily, carrying Mariah into the room. "Mariah, look! Mommy is home!"
"I hope you two are hungry, dinner is almost ready." Darlene said as Tommy carefully set Kimberly down, before taking a seat next to her.
"Smells good!" Tommy said cheerfully. "Mariah! How's my baby girl?"
"She missed you guys." AnneMarie said hanging her over.
"We missed you too Princess!"
"How does it feel to finally be home again?" Darlene asked.
"It feels great!" Tommy answered. I've missed this place."
"Well it's good to have you back."
"It's good to be back! All I've wanted these last few weeks is to bring Kimberly back home. So now I'm really glad to finally be here!"
"Are you going to go back to work tomorrow?"
"I don't know . . . I'll decide tomorrow. It really depends on how Kimberly is doing. You know how attached to her I am."
"Well we all know she's been attaché to you for years too!" Darlene said laughing.
"Could I get some water?" Kimberly asked in a soft voice, after a brief moment of silence.
"Sure! Would you like anything else?"
"No thanks."
"Ok. One water, coming right up!" AnneMarie said cheerfully, as she headed out of the room.
3 days later, Kimberly sat on the couch flipping through a magazine, looking up every few minutes to check on Mariah, who was crawling around the room, playing with some toys. Tommy had gone to work, and Darlene was out taking AnneMarie to her dance class, leaving Kimberly home alone with Mariah. Christine had come over to help Kimberly out, but had gone to make dinner for the family, leaving Kimberly basically alone.
Kimberly watched her daughter play with a toy across the room, quietly admiring how beautiful she was. After a few m ore minutes went by, Mariah made her way over to the couch next to her mother.
"Hey Pretty Girl! Did you come to see Mommy?" Kimberly asked with a smile, as she carefully lifted her daughter up off the floor. "Hi Sweetie! How are you?" Mariah just looked at Kimberly for a moment, then reached for her hair. "No no. No hair for Baby Girl." Kimberly said with a gently smile, as she slowly untangled Mariah's hand from her hair. "Sorry Sweetie, you can't have Mommy's hair. Too bad your Daddy cut his hair, you would have loved to pull it!" Kimberly said, remembering the photo album she had been looking at the night before.
Kimberly held her daughter, quietly watching her every move. A few minutes later the phone rang, and Kimberly listened as Christine answered it in the next room.
"Oliver Residence . . . . . . I'm sorry, Kimberly is unavailable right now . . . Sure, let me take your name and number, and I will have Kimberly's assistant get back to you . . . . . I'm sorry, I don't know when Kimberly will be back in her office, she is recovering from a bad car accident . . . Sure . . . Great, I will pass the message on . . . Thank you! . . Yes, you too. Thank you for calling . . . Uh huh! Bubye!" Christine said hanging up with the caller, before dialing a number. " . . . . . . . . . Hi Aisha, this is Christine Oliver. I just got a call from a lady by the name of Marianne Stewart. She says Kimberly knows who she is, and she called regarding a buyout. The number is (212) 555-7452. I'm at the house with Kimberly if you've got any questions or anything. I'll probably be here until about 8:00; just let me know if you need anything. I hope everything is going well. Take care." Christine hung up the phone, just to have it start ringing again. "Oliver Residence! . . . . . Hi Jason! . . . Yes, Kimberly is here. She's in the living room watching Mariah . . . . . Sure! . . . . . Of course you can! I really don't see any reason why not . . . . . Ok, I will . . . Sure . . . .. Ok, thank you Jason . . . Alright, I'll see you soon. Bubye."
"Kim? Honey? You home?" Tommy called a few minutes later, as he walked in the door from work.
"She's in the livingroom with Mariah." Christine called from the kitchen.
Hi Mom!" Tommy called back on his way through the house.
"Hi Honey! How was work?"
"It was good! How have things been going here?"
"Its been quiet. Just a few phone calls here and there. Nothing too major. Dinner will be ready soon, I hope you're hungry."
"Starving! Thanks Mom!"
"You're welcome Sweetie!" Christine called back as Tommy entered the livingroom.
"Hi Honey!" Tommy said gently kissing Kimberly's cheek, as he sat down net to her on the couch. "Hey Mariah! How's Daddy's little Princess?" Mariah smiled as Tommy tickled her. "Did you miss me?"
"How was work?" Kimberly asked in a soft voice.
"It was pretty good. But I felt bad leaving you here alone. How was your afternoon?"
"It was good I guess. Quiet but good."
"That's good . . . How's Mariah been?"
"She's perfect."
"She's always perfect!" Tommy smiled as Mariah climbed onto his lap. "You're such a good girl Mariah! Did you miss Daddy today?"
"She's gotten into pulling hair." Kimberly said as she watched Tommy smother their daughter with kisses.
"I guess its good that I don't have my long hair anymore then."
"I said the same thing earlier."
"How's your memory coming?"
"Good I guess . . . I remember the last few days . . ."
"Nothing before the hospital yet?" Kimberly just slowly shook her head. "That's ok, it will all eventually come back . . . You have all the time in the world to remember."
"I know . . . . . Its just a little hard."
"I know Honey. But it will all come back to you soon enough . . . Are you in any pain or anything?"
" . . . I'm ok . . ."
"Have you been outside at all today? Its kind of nice."
"No . . ." Kimberly answered softly.
"Would you like me to take you out for a while?" Kimberly just shrugged her shoulders. "Why don't' we go outside for a few minutes." Tommy said as he stood up, and carried Mariah across the room to her playpen, then moved back to Kimberly. "Put your arms around my neck . . ." he said softly as he slid one arm around Kimberly's back, then his other under her legs, as he carefully lifted Kimberly off the couch. "Let me know if you feel any pain."
"I'm ok . . ." Kimberly answered as Tommy slowly moved toward the front door.
"Can you get the doorknob?" Tommy asked as they reached the door. Kimberly carefully opened the door for Tommy, then closed it again as they stepped out. "You wan to sit on the porch swing?"
"If you want."
"Its up to you. It's a little cold out here though."
"Tommy, I think Kimberly could probably use a sweatshirt." Christine said stepping outside behind them a moment later.
"Probably, I didn't realize how cold it is."
"I brought you both sweatshirts and a blanket."
"Thanks Mom." Tommy said as he gently set Kimberly down on the porch swing.
"Here you go Sweetie." Christine said handing Kimberly a sweatshirt. "Tommy, you had better get yours on too. I don't need either of you getting sick."
"Yes Mom." Tommy said, reaching for his sweatshirt. Kimberly and Tommy both put on their sweatshirts, then Tommy took the blanket from his Mom as she went back inside, and carefully wrapped it around his wife before taking a step back to look at her. "Are you warm enough?"
"Yeah . . . . ." Kimberly answered in a soft voice.
"Is there anything I can get you?"
" . . . I'm fine . . . . ."
"Ok . . . . . You know, I've been thinking . . . . . We talked about adding a big porch to this house one day. Maybe we should actually do it . . ." Tommy said as he looked around the front of their house. "What do you think?"
"Its up to you . . ."
"I really don't' know . . . . . I actually want to do a lot of things . . . We talked months ago about me going back to school, and I was all ready to do that when you got into the accident . . . But then I found out tody that AGU has late start classes that actually start next week . . . So I was thinking that if its ok with you . . . Then maybe I would go back to school and finish up my degree . . . . ."
"If its what you want . . ."
"Its up to you . . . I only finished up my first 2 years of school, and I figure it would be good for me to finish the last two, and get my degree. But I don't want to take time away from our family to do it . . ."
" . . . . . Tommy . . . . . Getting an education is important. And its something you will always have . . . So if you want to go back to school for a while, then you should do it."
"I don't want to take time away from my family though. You guys need me . . ."
"We'll be ok. You've given up way too much for me lately . . . But finishing your degree doesn't just benefit you, it benefits the entire family. So if you really want to do it, then I think you should."
"Kim . . . . . Are you sure? Because its going to be at least 2 years that I'm in school . . ."
"Two years is nothing . . . We have forever . . . You told me that . . ."
"Great minds think a like . . ." Tommy said with a gentle smile.
"That's what I hear . . ."
"So I guess I'm going back to college then . . ."
"When do classes start?"
"This coming Monday . . . So I have 6 days to get my schedule together . . ."
"You can do it . . ."
"Only because I have you . . . You are the absolute most important person in the world to me. I love you so much!"
"I know . . . . I just wish I could remember loving you . . . . . . . . ."
"You will. Just give it some time . . ." Tommy said giving her a gentle smile. "I have another question for you."
"Ok . . ."
"What would you like to do for your birthday tomorrow?"
"My birthday is tomorrow?"
"Yes it is! And your wish is my command. Whatever you would like to do, we'll do."
"I have no idea."
"Well we can do whatever you would like. Its your birthday. And its also Valentine's Day, so its all up to you!"
"I have no idea Tommy. I'm not exactly in a position to do much."
"Well then how about I surprise you . . . I'll find a babysitter for Mariah, and we can go out somewhere."
"What about just staying home? Do we have to go out?"
"No, we can stay home if you want to."
"I don't know Tommy . . . . . I just think that going out is kind of a hassle right now. I'm not exactly capable of doing much on my own, and we have a baby to think about . . . Maybe staying home is actually a good idea."
"Its all up to you Honey. We can go out somewhere, or spend the day home together with Mariah. We'll do whatever you'd like."
"I just like being with you . . . So spending the day here actually sounds pretty nice."
"Ok, then that's what we'll do! Your mom can take AnneMarie to school, and you and I will spend the ay right here with Mariah."
"Sounds good." Kimberly agreed with a gentle smile as a car pulled into the driveway.
"Hey Sweetie! Its good to see you out here! How are you feeling?" Darlene asked as she got out of the car with AnneMarie.
"I'm pretty good."
"I'm so glad! You must be starving though, what would you like me to make for dinner?"
"Actually, my mom is in the kitchen as we speak. I think dinner is almost ready." Tommy told her.
"Oh! That's great! I will go give her a hand then!" Darlene said cheerfully, then headed inside.
"AnneMarie, how was dance today?" Tommy asked as she dropped her duffle bag on the porch.
"It was ok. Kind of tiring though."
"You sound pretty worn out."
"They suddenly decided over the weekend that we're adding one more number to the spring show, and we have a whopping 5 days to learn it! How stupid is that!?!"
"Oh come on AnneMarie, you know as well as the rest of us, that you can do it." Tommy told her. "You're a great dancer!"
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, but I'm tired, and its killing me! They've extended practice by 2 hours every day until the show. Then after that, we finally get a day off before we go to competition. Then we've got practice one day, then preliminaries, then more and more practice all the way through the finals. And that's all assuming that we even get that far!"
"You'll do great AnneMarie! You know you will!"
"I hope so. I just got a solo in the new number, so let's just hope I don't screw it up . . . . ."
"AnneMarie, you really need to give yourself a little more credit." Kimberly told her. "Don't be so hard on yourself."
"Its hard not to, I'm related to Tommy!" AnneMarie said sarcastically.
"Hey! Watch the insults!" Tommy said defensively.
"You're a lot harder on yourself than I'll ever be!" AnneMarie told him.
"Not as much as I used to be. You just need to relax. Why don't you go get changed for dinner, then take a stab at all that homework I know you've got."
"Man, don't even remind me fo that nightmare!"
"AnneMarie, just try to relax. Everything is going to be fine. You just need to relax and de-stress."
"Ok, ok, I'm going . . ." AnneMarie said with a sigh as she slowly picked up her duffle bag, and headed into the house, leaving Tommy and Kimberly alone on the porch.
"She's pretty stressed out . . ." Tommy said as he took a few steps toward the yard. "She'll be ok. Teenagers are resilient." Kimberly said softly.
"I know . . . .. And I know of know how she feels . . . Its hard being a teenager sometimes . . . . ." Tommy said with a sigh. " . . . . . And she's not even in high school yet!"
To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .