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: oh jimmy, how have you not learned yet that you son needs to eat like a child?
AUTHORS NOTES: first off i must say near the end the weak stomach index is a wee bit high, consider yourself warned ;) that evil little rabbid rabbit of doom, i must say
DEDICATION: to senior band's "heart attack in a box" pizza, the inpiration for the pizza in this fic, you'll see, i never had it myself as i'm a veghead but i tell 'ya, the name is right!
Alex decided to stop by and surprise Jimmy. She knew that he had the day off too, and hoped that he would not be busy. She buzzed his apartment, and he unlocked the door without even asking who it was. She went to his apartment, and knocked on the door.
He opened, it looking very surprised to see her standing there.
"Hi," she said, nervously.
"Hey, what brings you by?" Jimmy asked.
"Just wanted to see you," she told him, going to kiss him. "Aren't you gonna invite me in?"
"I would, but I kinda can't."
"Why not?"
"Kim's mom is supposed to be here soon to drop my son off, Kim agreed to let me take him overnight."
"Oh," Alex replied, dejected.
"It's not that I wouldn't enjoy your company." He leaned in and kissed her. "I really would like to spend another amazing night with you, but it's just that Joey is going to Catholic school right now, and he already has way too many questions about dating, and marriage. It'd be a lot easier for me not to have to explain this to him."
"I understand," Alex smiled.
"Maybe one day you could meet him, he's a great kid, but I really don't know how to explain to him the disappearance of my wife, and the appearance of some girl he's never met before."
"No, really, Jimmy, I understand. I'm sorry, I should have called first."
He pulled her to toward him, and planted a long sloppy kiss on her lips. She smiled at him, when she pulled way.
"How about we get together tomorrow after our shift?" he offered.
"All right, that sounds good."
He leaned over and kissed her again. She had to admit that she liked spending time with Jimmy, but she realized that he really wasn't looking for anything but a rebound girl. She was happy to be that girl, she just liked having her way with her delectable co-worker.
As she left the building she noticed a woman, with a child who looked to be about Joey's age going inside. She was surprised that she had never seen pictures of the child, but assumed it was him. He was a pretty cute, she thought to herself, before going back home.
Jimmy meanwhile opened the door, this time seeing his son and ex mother in law at the door. He let the two of them in. He knew that Catherine would have something he wasn't sure he wanted to hear to say.
"What's up?" Jimmy asked Catherine.
"Joey, could you go into the other room for a quick minute?" she asked her grandson.
"That good huh?" Jimmy asked, sarcastically, after Joey was out of ear shot.
"What are you planning on telling your little boy about Brooke?"
"I don't know yet," Jimmy answered, honestly.
"You better think of something. It's not my job, nor my daughter's to have to explain things involving you to him."
Jimmy nodded. "Did Kimmy ask you to ask me that?"
"Does Kim ever ask me to do anything for her? I'm just sick of him asking me when he'll see your new wife again."
"Oh."
"Think about that the next time you decide to cheat on someone that Joey knows about."
"All right."
With that Catherine left his small apartment. Jimmy went into the other room, where Joey had found one of his toy fire trucks to play with.
"You in trouble with Grandma?" Joey asked, not even looking up for him toy.
"No, I'm not in trouble. She just wanted to ask me something, that's not for little ears to hear."
Joey laughed. "Oh, okay. So what are we gonna do tonight Daddy?"
"I'm thinking we go for supper!"
"Where?"
"I dunno, I'm thinking pizza for supper, and maybe getting some ice cream for dessert?"
"All right!"
Jimmy and Joey left the apartment, they walked to the pizza place as it was only a few blocks away. They were seated right away.
"What do you want on your pizza, Champ?" Jimmy asked his son.
"I dunno," Joey shrugged. "Whatever you get."
"All right, but if your mother asks your part had just cheese, all right?"
"Okay!"
The waitress came over, to take their order.
"You boys ready to order?" she asked.
"Yeah," said Jimmy. "What kind of drink do you want?" He asked Joey.
"Can I have a cola please?" Joey asked.
"All right, and for you?" the waitress asked.
"I'll have a cola too, and we're ready to order."
"All right, prefect."
"We're gonna get a large with, pepperoni, sausage, bacon, and mini meatballs, please."
"All right," the waitress said, sounding a little quizzical, but she left, without saying anything.
She almost felt sorry for the poor man, if the child couldn't handle that much stuff on the pizza.
"Doesn't that sound good, Champ?" Jimmy asked Joey.
"Yeah," he replied. "Mommy always get some kind of vegetable on the pizza."
"She doesn't realize that the sauce is a vegetable."
Joey smiled. "Should we tell her?"
"No, she might get mad at us."
"All right."
Before long the pizza had arrived. Joey was able to eat a piece and a half, before he gave up. Jimmy finished the rest.
"Wow, Daddy you ate a lot!" Joey exclaimed.
"One day you'll be able to eat like me," he told Joey.
He smiled. "So do we getta go for dessert now?"
"You still got room?"
"Yup, I always got room for dessert!"
Jimmy went to pay the bill. They then went over to the ice cream place, just across the street from where they had gone for supper. They went inside. Joey put his nose right up to the case to see what kinds of ice cream they had that day.
"Hi!" the woman behind the counter said cheerily, with a deep southern accent. "I'll take ya'lls order just as soon as ya'll know what you'll be getting'!"
"Thanks," said Jimmy. "So do you know what you want?"
"I dunno if I want chocolate chocolate chip, or bubble gum," Joey replied.
"You never finish the bubble gum one, go with the chocolate."
"Okay!"
"So ya'll are ready?" asked the woman.
"Yeah, I'm going to get a double scoop of cookie dough, and he's gonna have a regular chocolate chocolate chip," Jimmy told her, with a smile.
"All right, and a regular not a kids right?"
"Yeah."
She nodded, and began scooping out the ice cream for them. She thought the it wasn't such a good idea to give kid that age that much sugar, and chocolate, but she was not his parent.
"All right, then comes to five dollars even," she said, smiled.
Jimmy handed her a five dollar bill. "Thanks."
"Have yourself a good day!" she called as they left.
The two of them began walking down the street back to the apartment with their ice cream. Joey was really enjoying it, but getting it all over himself.
"Is it good?" Jimmy asked Joey.
"Yup!" he said, hardly looking up from the ice cream.
They got up to the apartment, and they ate the ice cream on the stoop, so not to make too big of a mess inside. When they finished the both went upstairs to Jimmy's apartment.
"I think we need to get you cleaned up a little," said Jimmy.
Joey laughed. "Yeah, I'm messy, sorry, Daddy."
"It's all right."
The two went into the bathroom, and Jimmy carefully helped Joey to clean his hands and face. There was some ice cream on his shirt, but Kim wouldn't be mad that he had taken him for ice cream, he was sure.
"What now?" Joey asked.
Jimmy shrugged. "What do you want to do?"
"My tummy feels strange."
"How about we watch movies till it feels a little better?"
"Okay."
"I think we should call Mommy."
"Why?" Jimmy asked, feeling a little dejected.
"Cause I don't feel so good, and she can make it better."
"I can too."
"Maybe, but can you just call Mommy and tell her I'm not feeling good?"
"All right."
Jimmy went over and tried Kim's house phone, and got no answer. He had assumed she had planned to go out that night, and that's why she had agreed to let Joey stay there that night. He dialed her cell phone, and got her voicemail.
"Hi, Kimmy," he started. "It's just me, Joey's not feeling well, he's going to be fine, he just want you to know. I'll call you back if I can't handle it, but I'm sure I can."
He went back into the living room, where Joey was laying on the couch. He smiled at him.
"I just called your mother, she didn't answer, but I left her a message. You know where she is?"
"Nope, you're gonna let me talk to her when she calls back?"
"Of course I will, Champ."
"Daddy, I think I –"
It was too late before Joey could even get up he had vomited, all over Jimmy's couch.
Jimmy turned white, feeling nauseous himself all of a sudden. How was he going to clean that? How was he going to handle a this? He started asking himself. Kim was so much better at that kind of thing.
"How about we go to the bathroom?" Jimmy asked him.
"Okay," he said, pathetically. "Where's Mommy?"
"I don't know," Jimmy replied, taking the cordless phone as he went by it.
He began dialing Kim's number again, as he and Joey walked into the bathroom, and to the toilet.
"Your toilet smell like pee," Joey informed Jimmy, who was listening to the phone ring.
"That's cause you pee in it," Jimmy told him.
"Mommy's doesn't it smells like Mr. Clean."
Jimmy shook his head. "I'll clean it next time you come then," he muttered.
"Is Mommy there?"
"No, and we don't need her."
Joey looked up at him, then turned toward the toilet, and was sick again.
"I think we need her," he began to cry a little.
"Come one, Joey, you gotta be a big boy for me, don't cry, it'll make your tummy worse."
Joey looked up at his father, sniffling, trying to wipe away his tears.. "But I need Mommy!"
"No, you don't I can do whatever she does."
"She puts my hair behind my ear when I'm sick."
Jimmy began to do what he thought he had seen Kim do before, when Joey was sick.
"That's wrong!" Joey snapped, getting even more upset. "We need Mommy!"
"Look I'm trying here," Jimmy said, hitting redial on the phone hoping that she'd get the hint that it was important. "We're gonna have to do this without her, all right? We don't need her, okay? You're a big boy, we can get through this."
"Yeah!" Joey exclaimed, trying to be brave for his father.
He felt it again, and turned his head toward the toilet, and was sick again. Jimmy reached over and flushed.
"Feeling any better, Champ?" Jimmy asked him.
"No," he replied pathetically.
"And how could Mommy help right now, huh? We don't need her."
"Yeah."
Jimmy was still frantically hitting redial on the phone. Every time Joey was sick, Jimmy's stomach turned a little more. He didn't know how Kim could handle it. He didn't know how she hadn't killed him yet for all the times she had to deal with him being sick because of something he should not have had.
Joey turned toward the toilet again.
"How can you have anything left in you?" Jimmy said, trying not sound angry, he was just frustrated.
"I don't know," sobbed Joey, when he finished.
Jimmy flushed the toilet once again. "No, no, don't cry, it'll giggle your tummy around and make you feel worse."
"Where's Mommy?"
"We don't need her remember?"
Joey felt brave for a moment again. "Oh, yeah."
Finally after half an hour of sitting by the toilet, and hitting redial, Joey seemed to have stopped. Normally he'd just set Joey up on the couch, but Jimmy had no stomach to deal with that mess just yet. He got out the water bottle, and a bucket.
"All right, I'm gonna put you in my room, Champ," Jimmy explained to his son. "But you gotta promise that if you're gonna get sick, and you can't get to the bathroom, you'll aim for the bucket."
"All right," Joey said.
Jimmy brought the child into his bedroom. Joey crawled in, and Jimmy gave him the water bottle. Joey put it on his stomach. Jimmy then put the bucket on the bed next to the boy.
"Mommy reads me stories when I'm sick," Joey explained.
"I don't have any of your books here, remember?" Jimmy told him.
"Oh, okay then, I'll be a big boy then."
Jimmy nodded sadly, and switched on the radio for the boy. All the while still trying to get Kim on her cell phone.
tbc... up next lesson 14; busted!... but who is busted exactly hint hint nudge nudge ;)
end notes: i warned you about the weak tummy thing! i totally did! anyway i hope you like this part, keep the reviews coming many of them are amusing me greatly hugz and kissez -trista