AUTHOR: trista groulx (dustytiger)
DISCLAIMER: alex, jimmy, kim, bobby, bosco, yokas, sully, davis, DK, walsh, lombardo, carlos, doc, ect NOT MINE don't own 'em, it's unfortunate really, i'm just borrowing 'em, letting them play a little, and then returning them (reltivly) unharmed, still not working, so don't sue, all you'll get is my credit card debt and two bratty calico cats!
RATING: PG-13, T, TV14, if you can handle the show you can handle this, just adult situations and language warnings, nudity but it's fic you don't see anything unless you've got a graphic imagination!
CONTENT: so far... alex/jimmy sex, bobby/kim r, kim/bosco sex, bosco/jimmy feud, walsh/alex ust
SPOILERS: anything and everything up to a rock and hard place
SUMMARY: a nomral day for kim, she doesn't even seem to notice her phone not ringing
AUTHORS NOTES: this a little bit more like the rabbid rabbit of doom, i think he's getting back on track, and in the next couple of lessons i know he'll be back to his evil, evil ways, oh the thing with disapparing clothes, my mother would do this when i was younger and i had grown out of something and i wouldn't stop wearing it, not cause i wore something till it stank, you'll see )
DEDICATION: to my mother and some of stuff she did to me as a child that inspires my stories (like making sure certain over worn clothes that are too small never make it back from the laundry), and for making me watch old TV shows with her for inspration for chapter titles, such as this one!
Kim woke up that morning, at the same time as always. She looked at her alarm clock, and silently cursed it for going off. She hated getting up so early, but she knew he son had to get to school.
She rolled out of bed, and put her robe on. She was wearing a long Mickey Mouse nightshirt that Joey had given her for mother's day, which she knew Jimmy had picked out as he was terrible at buying gifts.
She only wore the night shirt to humour her son, or when she was really running out of things to wear, which was a sign she had to do laundry. She went into Joey's room to find him half dressed.
He had a pair of jeans on, and was pulling on a Marvin the Martian shirt over his head.
"Switch your shirt," she told him.
"Why?" he asked as his head popped out the head hole, his arms still searching for the arm holes.
"Cause you've worn it the last two days in a row, so it's dirty," she told him.
"But this is my favourite shirt!" he protested.
"If you wear it today it won't make it's way back to your drawer the next time I do the laundry," she threatened.
She had had to do that only a couple of times, when he refused to part with an article of clothing. She felt horrible for doing it, but she had to. He took the shirt off, and went through his drawers looking for a new clean shirt. Finally he decided on a plain red shirt, but seemed a little disappointed with it.
Kim had gone into the kitchen to start fixing breakfast. He came out of his room, and went into the kitchen, and sat down at the table.
"This better, Mom?" he asked.
"Much better," she told him, as she put the lever down on the toaster.
"What's for breakfast?"
"Waffles."
"Yay! I haven't had waffles in forever!"
"I know, and if you get syrup everywhere again you won't get them again."
"I'll be careful this time, I promise."
"All right."
She went over and kissed him on the forehead.
"Mom!" he protested, rubbing his hand on the spot she had just kissed.
"No one's looking," she reminded him.
"So?"
He had started to act tough like his father of late, and she wasn't sure if she liked it. She liked it when he was just a little bit younger and was a total snuggle bug and mama's boy, but Jimmy was determined to make him a tough guy.
She shook her head. "All right. Do you have all your stuff packed for tonight?" she asked him.
"Yup! Is Brooke gonna be at Daddy's this time?"
She shook her head. "I don't think so sweetie."
"Oh." He looked disappointed.
"I know you kind of liked her, but she's not really talking to your daddy right now."
She was buttering the waffles and cutting them into a smaller pieces for him as she spoke.
"Why not?" asked Joey.
"He did something bad, and she's mad at him."
"Oh." He thought about it for a moment. "If I do something bad again, are you gonna not talk to me?"
She shook her head. "Of course, not sweetie."
"But, you just said-"
She poured some table syrup on the pancakes, and handed him the plate and a fork. He put shoveled a forkful into his mouth.
"I know what I said, sweetie," she explained. "He just got into a fight with her like your daddy and me got into when we got divorce."
"Oh," he said after swallowing another bite of his breakfast.
Joey still wasn't entirely certain that the same thing couldn't happen to him.
"Brooke and him might be getting a divorce too."
"Does that mean you and Daddy are going to get married again?"
"I don't think so sweetie, sorry."
"Oh, I think it's really really bad that Daddy's gotten two divorces."
Kim nodded. "I know, but how about you not tell him that, okay? He's got a lot of stuff on his mind right now."
"All right."
"Now, let's be quiet so you can eat, and get down to the bus on time."
He nodded, and began quietly eating his waffles, being careful not to tip the plate on himself again. He finished without making too much of a mess. Just needing to clean his face and hands before they left.
He pulled his backpack onto his back, and she walked him to the bus. When he got on she watched as the school bus pulled away, then returned to her apartment, wondering if Bosco would actually call her.
Kim wasn't about to sit around and wait for a call, from anyone, and certainly not Bosco. Instead she decided to tidy up the apartment before work. When the place looked pretty clean, she then went into Joey's room to look through his overnight bag.
He hated it when she looked through it while he was there, so she had taken to looking through to make sure he had not forgotten anything while he was at school. She would then add any missing items to the bag, then put on the couch in the living room, so he didn't have to go very far to get it when he got in from school.
Joey was going to be staying with Jimmy the next day as it was Jimmy's day off, and Joey had a day off of school. Jimmy had actually volunteered to take Joey for the day and Kim's mother was glad for the break.
It didn't surprise her at all that her phone had not rang. She had not really been expecting him to call. Before she left she quickly packed herself some clothes, and things for her date with Bobby. She carefully put them into a tote bag that was bigger then the bag she usually carried. As she packed she was careful not to let things wrinkle and get crushed inside too much.
As she left the house she took her cell phone, just in case either Bosco called, or something happened that evening with Joey.
She was surprised to see Bobby's SUV pull up just as she was about to get a cab. She smiled, as he got out of the car.
"Do you need a ride?" he asked.
"Thank you," she told him.
He went over to her, and gave her a kiss on the lips. She wrapped her arms around him, then deepened the kiss. He had his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. All too soon they had to pull away.
"I could get used to that," she whispered.
He smiled at her. "You don't think people will suspect anything if we show up together?"
"Probably not, thank you for the ride."
"No problem. So how did your phone call go?"
"He didn't call."
"You think he will?"
"Doubt it. He just wanted to feel like he had control over the whole thing."
"Oh, that makes sense I guess."
She smiled at him. "At least I probably won't have him bugging me after work anymore."
"That would be good. So are you excited about tonight?"
"Yeah, actually I am."
"I'm glad, we're gonna have a great time."
"I'm looking forward to it."
"So what's in your bag?"
"Some surprises for tonight."
"I like the sound of that."
She smiled at him. "I'd kiss you but you're driving."
"I could pull over?"
She shook her head. "How about we just get to work on time, all right?"
"All right, that sounds like a good idea. I can't wait till I can tell everyone about us."
"It might be a while yet."
"I know but I just want you to know I'll be floating when it happens."
"You just want to tell Jimmy to see the look on his face."
Bobby shrugged. "That's part of it. I also want everyone to know how I feel about you."
He knew better then to tell her that he loved her again, since it had ended in disaster the last time.
They pulled into the parking lot at work, they both got out of the car, and went into the firehouse.
"So now you're driving her to work too?" laughed Jimmy.
"What's it to 'ya?" Bobby asked.
"You're pussy whipped without the pussy!"
The rest of the guys laughed at Jimmy's joke. He wanted so much to tell them all that Kim was giving him a second chance, but he knew that that would make Kim mad at him, and he'd never upset her like that.
Just knowing that she was going over to his place that night made all the ribbing all the more then worth it. He couldn't wait for her to see what he had in store for her that night.
He went upstairs to get changed, and before too long they were on their way to their first call on the day.
tbc... (jimmy gets a good lesson in childcare in lucky lesson 13; where's mommy?)
end notes: it's getting fluffy isn't it? i'll take the to muse about that some fun things 'round the bend, i have a soft spot for kim/bobby r, i sowwies hope you're still digging hugz and kissez trista