AUTHOR: trista groulx (the dustytiger)
DISCLAIMER: kim, jimmy, bobby, carlos, lieu et al don't belong to me, they belong to NBC, their creator and the actors and actresses who portray them
RATING: R for sexual situations (tho not in this part)
CONTENT: kim/jimmy, kim/bobby r
SUMMARY: this is set prolly about a week later, and focuses on Joey's first trip to see his therapist, Dr. Krisy Evans AUTHORS NOTES: i felt this was important part to write for the story, cause it's a good contrast to the fight, and shows Kim that her son really needs more time with his father (this will come up again later too you'll see) i really hope i did it justice, i don't really like kids so i don't hang out with them often, so i really hope Joey sounds somewhat like a five year old hehe... pls tell me what you think
on with the fic
A few days later the drama of that morning had finally calmed. Jimmy was back at work, and in anger management courses. Both their schedules were changed so that they were no longer working at the same times. They would see each other, and say nothing during shift changes. It was Kim's day off, and she was taking Joey for his first visit with the therapist.
She had to sign more consent forms then she ever could have imagined. She was very worried, sitting waiting to meet the doctor. She had been told that the doctor would be a female, and she did have a PHD and specialized in children. Kim almost jumped when the doctor called their names. They walked silently to her office. It had nothing you would expect to see in an office.
There were was a couch, and three recliners. As well as toys everywhere, and a small child's desk with crayons and a few pieces of blank paper.
"While I talk to your mother, can you please draw me a picture of who you think your family is, Joey."
"Okay," he said, sitting down at the desk, and starting to colour.
"Ms. Zambrano, my name is Dr. Evans," she said, holding out her hand.
"Please, call me Kim."
"All right, Kim, why do you think Joey should be here?"
"It was my friend that suggested it."
"Boyfriend," Joey corrected, not even looking up from his picture.
Dr. Evans laughed. "All right, so it's not because you have a new man in your life."
"Bobby's not new, just our relationship is. He knows Joey almost as well as his father does."
"All right, how involved is the father?"
"Jimmy? He's there when we need him, I guess. Sometimes I think he's more Joey's friend. But the reason that we thought he needed to come is that, Jimmy and I have had a very strange divorce. We sometimes end up trying to, date, or something again, and I didn't realize Joey knew but he did."
"All right, that's a good reason. Is there anything else?"
"I want him to have someone else to talk to. I told him that his father was going to start seeing a therapist, and he said that he wanted to see one too."
"What an intuitive child. Why is his father in therapy?"
Kim looked at her hands. "Anger management."
"Is he abusive?"
"Gosh! No! Jimmy's never hurt us, like that. We had a fight at work a few days ago, Joey was coming to visit, and he saw the end, where Jimmy almost did hit me. So right now things are strange because I have a restraining order. We're going to be going back to family court to figure out what's going to happen with Jimmy's visitation."
"All right, did you explain to Joey about the fight?"
"Of course I did, and what was going to happen, and what might change with his father."
"Good, you're doing everything right, don't worry."
Kim smiled. "Thank you, I needed to hear that."
"Done!" said Joey triumphantly.
"Do you mind if we talk about your picture in front of your mother?" Dr. Evans asked him, picking it up.
"I don't want Mommy to leave," Joey said, sitting next to her.
"All right, by the way Joey, my name is Kristy."
"That's a pretty name," he said with a coy smile. So much like his father, Kim thought. She wondered if he even knew he was flirting with girls in his own way.
She looked at the picture, and was a little confused, there were more people then she was expecting in it. He had scribbled in a small boy, she thought was him, then two girls one with brown hair, and one with grey, and two men, both with brown hair, but one was wearing a hat, and had something in his hand. There seemed to be a house on fire where the last man was, off to the side.
"First Joey can you tell me who everyone is?" she asked.
He pointed at himself first. "That's me, next to me on this side, is Mommy and next to her is Grandma. Then on my other side is Bobby, and then over there is Daddy."
"Why is your Daddy not with the rest of you?"
He shrugged. "Because Daddy's not there as much as everyone else. He's always saving other people from fires. See there's his fire helmet, and hose, and he's putting out a fire!"
"Do you miss him when he's working?"
"Yeah, and I have bad dreams that he doesn't come out of the fires."
"How about we talk about your dreams a little later." She suggested, Joey nodded. "Why is your grand mother next to your mother?"
"Because she takes care of me when Mommy and Daddy are working. She also takes care of Mommy when she's sad, so she's a part of my family."
"Okay, now why is Bobby next to you?"
"Cause he's gonna be my new dad!"
Dr. Evans looked at Kim. "How long have you been dating Bobby?"
"A few days," answered Kim.
"So you're not planning on getting married?"
"Not really we've only just started dating, we've been friends for a long time now though."
"Joey, why do you think that Bobby is going to be your new dad?"
"Because he's always been there, and he treats Mommy like the daddies in the movies do. I just know that he's going to be my new dad. I told everyone at school too!"
"So you want him to be your dad?"
He nodded. "I want Bobby to be my real dad, so then I won't have to see Daddy anymore."
She looked puzzled. "Do you love your dad?"
"I have to."
"Do you like your dad?"
He looked at the floor. "No, he makes Mommy cry all the time. I don't like it when he comes. He sleeps over sometimes, and then I hear Mommy crying when he leaves. He's mean to her, and I don't like it, so I want him to go away."
"Okay, what do you do when you spend time with your dad?"
"We stay up late, and eat food that Mommy doesn't like me eating. We play lots of games, and go fun places. I have fun with him, but I like going home with Mommy and Bobby."
Kim could hardly believe what she was hearing, her son didn't really like his father. He thought of him as just a big friend, and thought of her and Bobby as his family. She sat back and listened to the two talk.
"Joey, I want to talk to your Mom again. Can you draw me a picture of what your mom, dad, and Bobby all do?"
He went back to the little desk, with a fresh piece of paper.
"Kim, what do you do for a living?" Dr. Evans asked.
"I'm a paramedic," she replied.
"And Jimmy is a firefighter?"
"Yeah, we work at the same station house."
"What does Bobby do?"
"He's my partner."
"Does Joey understand what you do?"
"A little bit, I've tried telling him that we do more then just go to fires. But he likes to think that we only save people from fires, and that's all the job is, like on TV. I think he's a little too young to really understand."
"You're probably right, it's hard for a child to understand what our jobs really are. Do you think he understands you're all always in danger?"
"Yeah, he's visited us all in the hospital at least once. It scares him, but I tell him that there are people who are good at saving lives, and they need to keep doing that to help other people."
"That's a good way to explain it. Do you think he understands?"
"Sometimes, but I know that he always tells people that he wants me to have a normal job."
"Why don't you do something else?"
"Because I love my job, and as much as I love Joey I can't stop doing something that makes me feel like I'm adding to the world. Before he was born I was going to takes the fire fighter's exam. That was sacrifice enough for me. At least both his parents aren't running into burning buildings. One is just passing the victims to the other."
She shrugged. "You seem to have it all figured out."
"I hope so."
He came over a few minutes later with the picture in his hands. This one showed a big ball of fire, with three people going toward it. A red truck, and a white tuck in the corner.
"So who is who?" Dr. Evans asked Joey.
"The first one is Daddy, in the middle is Mommy, and next to her is Bobby. That's
Daddy's fire truck, and that's Mommy and Bobby's bus." He still wasn't able to say ambulance so Kim taught him to just call it a bus like real firefighters and paramedics.
"A bus?" she asked.
"That's what Mommy and Bobby call I can't say am- amb- am-" He started to get frustrated.
"It's okay, but if your mother and Bobby are not fire fighters, why are they going into the fire too?"
"Because they go to the fires too. Mommy says that Daddy gets them out of the fire, and then Bobby and her fix them. I think she tells me she doesn't go into the fires too because she doesn't want to scare me."
"Do policeman go into fires too?" she asked him.
"Oh no! They make sure that everyone stays away from the fires. They make sure bad guys are put in jail. They give tickets, and they make sure that kids are safe." He explained to her, as if she didn't already know.
"Then if a policeman doesn't do that stuff a firefighter does, why would a paramedic?"
"Because it's the same thing."
"But paramedics are almost as different from firemen and as policemen are."
"Oh! Mommy says that too, but I know the truth."
"Would you believe us, if I showed you a movie that tells all about the differences between them?"
"I guess so."
"I'll have to show next time, but right now I can tell you that what a paramedic does is what your mother says they do. They help people after they are hurt, and make sure they get to the hospital."
"Okay."
The session finished soon after, and they were asked to return in another week. She had learned a lot about her son that day, and was glad that Bobby had talked her into having him go.
After they left she decided to bring him to McDonald's. They went inside, and she got herself a salad, and he got a cheeseburger Happy Meal.
"Did you like going to talk to Kristy?" she asked him.
"Yeah, she was nice! I want to see the video next week!" he said.
"Good, so you want to keep going?"
"Yup. I hope that daddy's doctor is helping him like mine!"
"I'm sure that he is."
"So am I gonna get McDonald's every time I see Kristy?"
"We'll see, Joey."
After they ate Joey played in the Play Place a little while. Kim was preoccupied with everything that had gone on with Jimmy. She had contacted her lawyer who told her that because of the restraining order they would have to have another custody hearing, and she didn't want any of them to have to go through that. She didn't believe for a moment that Joey was in any danger from Jimmy, so what was the point of upsetting things further?
After a while she decided to go home. She wanted so much to talk to Jimmy, to figure out why he had done what he had. She needed answers before she went to court. She knew that the incident would look so bad that he may not be able to see Joey anymore. She was also worried cause he was now old enough to talk to the judge, and she was sure that he would tell them that he did not want to see his father.
tbc...
end notes: all right so this was just a bit i felt really needed to be written, a lot of the time i just ignore kids and hop around to avoid them being around, but i really wanted to challange myself with this, i hoped it somewhat worked, it's sooo different writting a five year old! the next one is a little short, but is going to deal with Jimmy and Kim's new boundries... i really hope you're all still liking this, thnx to everyone who's review big hugz to all!