=Normal POV=
[Thursday, 7/25/2019; 11:15 am]
[Berk; Primary Family Care]
The past month had been interesting. The two-year anniversary of Hayden's parents' deaths didn't go as badly as it had in June of 2018; he was distracted, and things were good. However, when everyone had left, Savannah needed to return to her foster family, and Hayden was in his room trying to sleep; the rest of the night became difficult to cope with. Hayden ended up crying and breaking down around 12:30 am on the 24th of June; his first instinct was to contact Trayden and ask if he could come over to help him get through the night. After that, Hayden told Gabriel that he was having Trayden spend the night until he felt more stable to handle things on his own. Gabriel was fine with this of course, and by 1:45 am, Hayden was fast asleep in Trayden's arms on his bed.
First thing Monday morning on the 24th of June; Gabriel went to start the adoption process because knew it would be a long one. The first thing to do was to submit an adoption application. From there; a caseworker would be in contact after reviewing the initial paperwork. Following this step, appointments would be set up to view the home and take in all family members, financials, efficient space, and more. The next piece was going through the children. So far, it had been about a month since the beginning of the process, and things were still processing.
The only things that had happened so far were applying, and speaking with the assigned caseworker to their adoption process in the office. There had been one home visit during the third week of July on the 19th. This was just to get a feel for the family, meet Hayden and Spencer, and of course, see the house. The next piece was going through the background checks; this is happening now, and hopefully next would be discussing possible children to adopt, but Gabriel made it known during the home visit that he wanted Savannah and explained the truth behind that reason. The caseworker appreciated the honesty and felt that it would be a good match as long as everything else checked out.
It was unknown how much longer things would take; it had been a month so far. But the worker stated it could take up to six or longer; it all depended on paperwork and background checks, also it the child would adapt well. Gabriel and Hayden had no worries on this as Savannah knew Hayden, and they got along. Savannah also got to meet all of Hayden's friends, the Raseri parents, and Trayden, who had been introduced as Hayden's boyfriend of eight months. The rest of July got spent with Hayden recovering from all his injuries still, taking care of his son, and hanging with friends when everyone was available to do so.
Or a few times during the month; Hayden and Trayden would go on dates, but they still hadn't had sex; this was to make sure Hayden didn't hurt himself any more than he already was with his wrist, ribs, and chest. Now, it was one day to Hayden and Trayden's nine-month anniversary; they had plans already and hoped it would involve some alone time in either Hayden or Trayden's bedroom. However, all that depended on how Hayden's check-up went at the doctor's. It was now just about the six-week mark since Hayden's operation, so everything now should be fully healed. So, at the moment; Hayden was at the doctor's office to be checked over on everything.
Hayden reached the office at 11:15 am, his scheduled time to be there and made it to the receptionist window. The man slid the window open and smiled cheerfully. "Hi, there!"
"Hi," Hayden replied, calmly.
"How can I help you today?" the man inquired.
"I, uh, have an appointment with Dr. Kaspro for 11:20 am. My name is Hayden Haddock…" Hayden stated. The man looked over his computer screen, and then clicked a few things.
"I have you right here, hun," the receptionist beamed.
"Thanks," Hayden replied, preparing to walk away.
"Oh, just a minute! We're updating all files from folders into the computer itself. Do you mind going through your info and making sure it's correct? Also, may I have your license and insurance cards?" Hayden dug them out of his wallet, passing them through the window to the man who got work scanning the items in. Hayden was glancing over the few papers he got with his information on them; he corrected only want needed to be, signed the bottom, and handed that through as well. "Thank you!"
Hayden just stood there, waiting for his things back while the guy worked. "So how has your day been?" the man asked.
"Fine, I suppose," Hayden replied. "Yours?"
"It's wonderful," the man stated. "Any plans for later?" he questioned curiously. Hayden saw the man's face; he looked like he was trying to get Hayden's attention or try and plan something.
"Maybe hanging with a few friends," Hayden informed. "Might also just relax,"
"Oh, sounds fun," the man kept typing. Hayden didn't like this; it didn't seem casual friendly to him. To Hayden, this was an attempt at flirting. "Quiet nights are always fun with a friend. I'm free after 4 if you wanna hang, or maybe do some other things,"
And there it was. Hayden sighed as he took his cards back. "Look; I'm sure you're a nice guy and all…But I'm not interested," Hayden said firmly. "No thanks,"
"Don't swing that way?" the man asked, frowning a bit. "You're cute; there's no way you're not gay. Come on, admit it," he smiled now. "We could have a fun time,"
"Oh, I'm very much gay," Hayden started. "But still, no thanks,"
"See, I can always tell," the man chuckled. "It'd be a good time,"
"Yeah? Can you always tell when someone isn't interested, or do you not care when someone says they aren't?" Hayden narrowed his eyes a bit. "I said no twice. Glad you think I'm cute, my boyfriend thinks so too. I'm in a relationship, so I'd appreciate you stop hitting on me. Kay? If you push one more time, I'm gonna call my boyfriend's father, the director of the island law enforcement, and hit you with a sexual harassment charge. Got it? Back off; I hate guys like you…" he turned and went to sit down. Hayden sighed as he got his phone out of his pocket.
11:36 am
Dear Gods…Save me…
Tray's Cell, 11:37 am
What's wrong, baby? Are you okay?
11:37 am
Getting hit on at the dr office. The guy is super annoying and aggravating.
Tray's Cell, 11:38 am
Need me to come down and straighten someone out? What happened? Is someone touching you?
11:39 am
No, it's fine. I threatened him with your dad, actually.
Tray's Cell, 11:40 am
Oh, Gods XD Was it that necessary? Tell me what happened? I gotta hear this.
"Hayden Haddock?" the nurse called from the side door that led to the back offices. Hayden got up and heading for the door now, quickly replying to his boyfriend.
11:41 am
Tell you after, babe. Heading into room. Wish me luck, and hope I'm all healed. If I am…Guess what we get to do tomorrow? ;) -grins- Love you, and will text after appointment :heart:
As always; it was weight and height first and then being taken into the room. After the nurse took basic information about smoking, and what not; she left and said the doctor would be in soon. Five minutes went by, and there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," Hayden said. The door opened, revealing the doctor.
"Hello, Hayden. You look much better than you did towards the end of June," the man smiled.
"Hi, Dr. Kaspro, and thank you. I feel a million times better than I did," Hayden replied. "So, am I good, doc?"
"Well, let's see our timeline here…" Doctor Kaspro looked over things. "Cracked and bruised ribs…Cracked take four to six, bruised are three to four weeks. I think we're about past that. And the gunshot wound was also four to six weeks…It's officially six weeks on Saturday, the 27th…I'd like to say you are. Your wrist though was six to eight weeks. Are you having any pain, twinges when breathing, or twisting?"
"Chest and ribs feel great. I don't feel much with the wrist, but I haven't used this arm a lot to avoid having issues or it getting worse," Hayden said.
"Understandable," Dr. Kaspro nodded. "So…How about we play it safely outside of typical heal times. I'll send you down the hall a bit for quick x-rays, and we'll see where everything is at," Dr. Kaspro stated.
"Sounds good," Hayden replied as he got off the table and walked with his doctor out of the room and down the hall. After ten minutes of a few different pictures taken, Hayden returned to the room he was in. Dr. Kaspro knocked a few times and walked in. "Final verdict?"
"Everything looks good. I don't see any cracks; your chest wound healed well. You mentioned not having any pain or trouble breathing. And seeing these; I say you are officially healed, Hayden," Dr. Kaspro smiled.
"Oh, thank God," Hayden breathed a sigh of relief.
"Now, let's try and not get hurt again, shall we?" Dr. Kaspro smiled chuckled some.
"I promise I'll try not to," Hayden stated.
"Good, lad. Now. I shouldn't have to see you again until you're sick or the yearly physical," Dr. Kaspro informed.
"Yeah, that sounds right. Am I good to go then? Fully recovered and can resume normal stuff all around?" Hayden asked as Dr. Kaspro nodded him. "Awesome. Oh…Should I still maybe take it semi-easy on my wrist? Since how it was broken once, almost healed, and broken again?"
"Perhaps for another week or so, yes. Don't…Overexert yourself is all. Nothing too heavy that would strain your muscles, get help if it weighs too much. Don't go getting into any fights or wrestling matches with friends. You know what I'm getting at with what to do and not do," Dr. Kaspro said.
"I know. Thanks, Doc! See ya…When? September like always, or later since you've done everything today?" Hayden inquired.
"Well, you don't have school since you graduated. How about we set it for a clean…June next year?" Dr. Kaspro suggested.
"I can do that. Thanks a ton, Doc!" Hayden removed the wrist brace and exited the office after shaking Dr. Kaspro's hand. Hayden set his next appointment with a female receptionist this time since the male suddenly had other things to do away from the window when Hayden came to it. Afterward, Hayden returned to his car. Hayden buckled and headed home.
. . .
[12:30 pm]
[Berk; Forger/Haddock Home]
Hayden parked his car in the driveway and moved into the house.
"Is that you, laddie?" Gabriel called.
"Yeah, it is," Hayden replied as he made his way into the living room, finding his Godfather feeding Spencer.
"So, you finally all healed?" Gabriel chuckled.
"Yeah. Did some x-rays, and nothing looks cracked or broken anymore; he said my chest healed nicely. Also, he's calling my wrist alright, but take it easy another two weeks and give it the full eight weeks recovery. I can still do stuff, but not to overdo it," Hayden explained.
"Ah, that's good, son," Gabriel smiled.
"Da! Da!" Spencer giggled and clapped. Hayden smiled broadly; he still couldn't believe that Spencer was beginning to talk. Very few sounds, but Da was his most frequent and knew that Hayden was his father, so right now; Hayden was Da. As Spencer got older; he'd learn Dada and Daddy. Spencer was also crawling more, and beginning to pull himself up on furniture; then couch-surfing. It was only a matter of time until he began walking now. Hayden tried to working his son a little bit every day on words and walking.
"Hi, kiddo," Hayden went over and kissed his forehead; then getting the food from Gabriel to take over feeding him.
"You hungry, lad?" Gabriel inquired.
"Little bit," Hayden nodded while feeding Spencer.
"What are you in the mood for? I got leftovers from the last couple of nights," Gabriel said.
"Uh…I don't know. Maybe just a grilled cheese with bacon or something. I'll make it once Spencer is done. I'm in a cooking mood today," Hayden stated with a smile. Gabriel nodded as he went to do do a few things in his room. Hayden started thinking about the last month; things had been pretty crazy with the adoption process, his recovery, and even court, again.
Dimitri Bludvist pleaded guilty, but there was never any question about his plea. A bunch of people saw what happened and heard what was said. Dimitri would be spending his life in prison, along with the people who did the actual murdering of Spencer and Valarie Haddock. Somehow, Hayden found immense comfort and a weight off his shoulders when that gavel smacked the stand after sentencing. His parents' murders were going away forever, and he felt safe. Not that he didn't before, but now he felt full comfort and as he could work on healing mentally without worry of more severe bad things happening.
The last two years had been hard, and Hayden had come a long way. Now that things were better in his life, and there was justice for his parents, perhaps he could work on him more. Hayden felt like he had control again, exactly what he said at the end of June about when he had to face Dimitri. Hayden saw his life in front of him, and he chose to take it back and fight for what is his. Hayden wanted to live; he wanted to get better and be okay fully. There would always be bad days, and some triggers that snuck up, but Hayden didn't want to be on anti-depressants to level his mood, and he didn't want to fall apart if he was off of them, so now it was time to work on recovering and staying better or even become great without the help of medication.
Hayden was confident in his decision; he'd come so far already, and now…He wanted to finish what he started. There was no excuse anymore; nothing was holding him back because he conquered his fears and took back what rightfully belonged to him. Hayden fought for his life, and now, he needed to take the necessary steps to cope and heal from what he'd been through. Hayden needed to get off his medication and learn to deal with things that on his power. It would be a process, and it wouldn't be easy, but this is what he wanted to do. Also, Hayden wanted to find a job, maybe that could help keep him distracted aside from everything else he had. Hayden would talk to Rachel about it at the next session, which would be next week on Tuesday at 10 am.
Snapping from his thoughts; Hayden saw that Spencer finished his food. Hayden got him the bottle to enjoy; the reclined the high chair while Hayden went to make himself something to eat. Twenty minutes later, Hayden was sitting down to relax and saw that Spencer had fallen asleep. Hayden chuckled a little and decided to let Spencer take a nap in his room, so he carried him towards his room and set him in his crib to rest up. Hayden returned to the living room to eat his lunch, and text Trayden about how the appointment went.
1:05 pm
Sorry it took so long to reply babe. Got home, fed son, and made lunch first.
Tray's Cell, 1:07 pm
It's cool. How'd appt go? -curious and hopeful- And still wanna know about this guy hitting on you and you used my dad as a threat?
1:08 pm
If you're so curious, why don't you come over, and I'll show you how the appointment went -major hint- ;)
Tray's Cell, 1:09 pm
I will be there in fifteen minutes. Having lunch as well :p
1:09 pm
Sounds good. See you soon babe. Love you :heart:
Hayden started eating his two grilled cheese sandwiches and chips with a Vanilla Coke as the drink. I finished in ten minutes, and by then I cleaned up a bit, and it was 1:30 pm when I heard the knock on the door. I smiled and went to answer it. Seeing my boyfriend standing there; I instantly hugged him tightly. We kissed as I brought him into the house, closing the door with my foot. Working our way through the house; we got to my room and started semi making out once that door got closed.
Reaching the bed, Hayden backed Trayden against it and pushed him down while crawling over his boyfriend. "I take it you're healed?" Trayden panted a little, smiling.
"I just have to be easy on the wrist, but it's allowed out of the brace and resume normal activities. No super heavy lifting or fighting; the usual shit," Hayden informed. "But everything else is recovered fully. X-rays confirmed it. I mean, wrist healed too, but we're just careful since it was broken once, almost healed, and broken again. So the doctor wants to give it the extra two weeks and make heal time eight weeks," he explained.
"Not so bad," Trayden said softly.
"Indeed," Hayden grinned as he got closer to Trayden's lips. "So…How about I show you how much I've healed and missed you? How much I love you…?" he whispered against Trayden's lips.
"Gods…Please do…" Trayden almost begged. Hayden instantly captured his boyfriend's lips as they began making out.
. . .
[3:45 pm]
Both males collapsed on the bed; sweaty, nude, and trying to catch their breath after the over two hours of making love they did. It was mind-blowing, and worth the wait while Hayden had been healing from his injuries. The lovers enjoyed everything to one another, but Hayden still had all the control, and Trayden liked it that way. Now, they were trying to relax a bit as the orgasms came down, but they still felt everything coursing through them.
"I love you," Trayden panted.
"I love you too," Hayden replied. Trayden scooted over and snuggled into Hayden's arms as they shared a few kisses, but continue to lay still and enjoy the feeling they had.
"So," Trayden asked as Hayden looked him, seeing that he was propped up on one arm now and looking down at me slightly. Both of them were covered by the blanket and smiling now. "You gonna tell me that story from the doctor's office?" he inquired.
"You really wanna know, don't you?" Hayden chuckled a little. Trayden nodded his head up and down. "Alright…How about over dinner? My treat?" Hayden offered. "We'll go to Hooligans or something; we can leave for 5:30 pm. But I need a nap after what we just did," he admitted, yawning.
"Sounds perfect. Oh, can we go to Berkys?" Trayden hoped.
"Sure," Hayden kissed him. "Now rest with me," he said softly, closing his eyes. Trayden nodded his head and laid down to relax with Hayden. Not long after, both drifted to sleep around 4 pm.
