Thanks to everyone for reviewing. I hope you all had a good Thanksgiving.
Thursday morning
Steph looked over sleepily as Paul bent down to kiss her.
"Are you leaving?" She asked looking out at the bright early morning sun.
"Yea." He responded folding the blanket he had used during the night. "I have some paperwork to finish up. But I'll be back in time for dinner. Whatcha want?"
"Um Mexican sounds really good." She said smiling hopefully.
"Oh no." He said waving his finger at her. "You know that's not allowed."
"You're no fun." She pouted, causing him to laugh. "Fine just get me whatever bland and unappetizing food in on that stupid list."
"How about some sub sandwiches? Turkey and cheese, toasted with lettuce and olives and dressing?" He cajoled leaning over her.
"Now I'm hungry." She complained pushing him away.
"I'll let the nurse know." He assured her trying to hide his smile as he backed out of the door.
"Or you could bring me some bagels and cream cheese." She called after him.
"Now why should I do that?" He teased sticking his head back through the door.
"Because I am your wife, who happens to be pregnant with your first child." She wheedled.
"I'll see what I can do." He promised. Hesitating he spoke up. "Hey where's your appointment book?"
"I guess its still on my desk at home. Why do you need it?" She asked snuggling back down in the blankets.
"Oh um," he said shifting nervously. "I'm trying to remember what I did a couple of weeks ago and I was hoping your book could help me."
Breathing a sigh of relief that she accepted his explanation he blew her a kiss and walked down the hallway.
Batista's house
"What are you working on?" Journey asked walking into the kitchen to find Dave bent over the table.
"Just looking over the schedule for this weekend." He answered absently, not looking up.
"So what time did you get in last night?" She asked removing the makings of a sandwich from the frig.
"That's none of your business." He responded automatically. Looking up he whirled around to face her. "What were you doing at Jayden's yesterday?" He demanded.
Slapping some ham on a piece of bread she smiled at him smugly. "Dave I have to approve of anyone you're seeing. I have to make sure they're good enough for you." She told him struggling not to laugh.
"Sandwich?" She asked innocently holding up the completed meal.
"Journey I'm going to believe that you're teasing me and ask you again what you were doing over there." Dave asked evenly.
Journey laughed. "This is killing you isn't it?"
"I am going to count to three and your are either going to be talking or heading for the door at a dead run." He advised tensing his muscles to spring.
"Hey, I'm talking. Words are coming out of my mouth and through your ears." She joked. She gave a little shriek as he jumped up to chase her.
"Okay, okay" She panted as she put the table between them. "I'll tell you everything you want to know." She promised.
"Start talking." He demanded crossing his arms.
"Steph introduced us at the hospital and Jayden offered to help me with my paper." She answered in a rush.
"Did you tell her anything about me?" He questioned.
"What, like the fact that you leave towels on the bathroom floor or that you put empty milk cartons back in the frig?" She smirked.
Dave threw his hands up in the air. "I can't deal with this anymore." He muttered, picking up his papers.
"Where are you going?" She asked taking a bite of her sandwich.
"None of your business." He ground out, slamming the door on her laughter.
Muttering to himself about impertiant brats Dave stomped to his car. Unlocking his door he heard another car approaching and watched as Randy's mustang pulled into the driveway.
"Hey." Dave called out in greeting. "You're blocking me in."
Randy shrugged as he climbed out of the small car. "Call me when you're ready to leave and I'll move it."
Dave closed his eyes in frustration. "Randy I'm ready to leave now."
Randy continued on his path to the door, acting as if he hadn't heard him.
"Randy!" The older man called in exasperation. The slam of the door was his only answer.
"I am not putting up with this shit." He muttered angrily pulling out his cell phone.
Inside the house.
Journey looked up hearing Dave's yell through the door. "What did you do to him?" She asked looking up at her friend.
"Pissed him off." He answered sitting down next to her.
"He didn't have far to go to reach that point." She informed him. "I don't think he got any last night. He's been a bear all day."
"Journey, that is one picture I really didn't want in my head." Randy said making a face. "Besides what if he's dating some dog?"
"He's not. I've met her. She is really very nice and very sexy." She said finishing off her sandwich.
Randy looked at her in horror. "You think she's sexy? That's another picture I didn't want in my head." He groaned causing her to smack him in the head.
"You are so juvenile." She said getting up from the table.
"That's me, the juvenile." He muttered, losing his good mood.
"Randy what's wrong with you lately." She asked leaning on his back.
Shrugging he grabbed her arms and stood up walking into the living room carrying her. Dumping her on the couch he followed her down, landing on top of her.
"Randy." She grunted.
"You remember last week when you wanted to go to Chicago with us and Dave wouldn't let you because of your paper?" He asked shifting his weight off her. When she nodded he continued. "Well, a bunch of us went to the new club and we got a little drunk. Dave totally jumped me when we got back to the hotel. In front of everyone. Completely embarrassed me."
Journey remained silent, encouraging him to continue.
"The thing is though, since then I keep noticing how he's constantly treating me like that. Telling me not to do stuff, yelling at me, always in front of other people." Randy said frowning.
"And the more he yells at you the more you act like a child." She guessed.
"A vicious cycle a that gives me a small sense of satisfaction." He grinned.
Journey smiled a little at that. "Have you tried talking to him?"
"And say what? I know I'm acting like a child but I don't need you constantly telling me?"
"That would be a start." She answered sagely.
"Somehow I don't think it's going to be that easy." He said shaking his head.
"What's your idea? Play one of your practical jokes on him?" She guessed.
Randy gave a fake laugh. "No of course not."
Journey stared at him in disbelief. "I'm disowning you as a brother and a friend." She announced.
Randy waved her comments aside. "Come on. Lets go see how much damage Dave did to the lawn." He said pulling her towards the door.
"Why would he do that?" She asked rolling her eyes.
He smiled wickedly. "Because I blocked him in."
Shaking her head she followed him outside. Looking around she grinned. "Somehow I don't think it worked."
"Where's my car?" He roared looking around wildly.
"There's a note on the garage door." She pointed out.
Angrily he read the scribbled note. "He towed my car." He said in disbelief.
Journey burst out laughing. "This is priceless."
"Where's your keys? You need to drive me to the tow lot before something happens to by baby." He demanded.
"Oh no. I have a date tonight. I have to get ready." She protested backing away from him.
"Yea about that date. I don't get my car back I don't baby sit tonight and you don't' have a date."
"And here I was feeling sorry for you earlier." She muttered.