Okay here's the latest. I had to split this chapter into two parts otherwise it would've gone on for awhile, so if the first bit seems to end abruptly that's the reason. Thanks so so much Bookworm and lipamo for the reviewage. Here goes nothin. :)
The next morning, wanting to get out of Chris' room before the boy woke up and saw him, Brody got up from the chair before it dawned on him his phone was no longer in the back pocket of his jeans. Realizing the only place he could have left it was in the chapel, he went to get his jacket off the closet knob, only to find something in one of its pockets.
Frowning he reached in and not only located his phone, but an envelope too. Ducking into the hallway, shutting Chris' door behind him, he opened the envelope and a huge grin filled his face.
"Holy shit!" he laughed. Not able to make out all the details but not caring in the least. After tucking the photo in his wallet he took out the phone. Seeing a new received and a new outgoing call, he assumed Carrie had found/returned the phone and placed the sonogram photo in beside it. Brody could only hope it was serving as an olive branch of sorts. Their argument last night was still tearing him up.
Passing Dana in the hallway, who told him she was meeting Jessica's mom down in Chris' room, Brody was even more grateful he'd opted to leave when he had. And was relieved he was free to see Carrie without worrying about who was sitting with his son.
Once getting to the right hallway, looking in the window he saw Carrie was rolled over on her side, asleep. Brody was tempted to run down to the cafeteria, get them some breakfast, but at the same time wanted to be there when she opened her eyes.
Seeing a woman stroll by with a cart he realized he'd caught a lucky break. At least he could buy some snacks now without having to make a special trip.
Running over, he caught up to her before she turned the corner. "Excuse me, ma'am?!"
"Yes?", Frances asked, turning around.
"How much for two of those candy bars, two apples, some water bottles, a paper, and that pack of muffins? Oh, and those croissants over there too."
"You're going to clean me out!", she laughed, getting him the items. After he thanked, paid her, ran back to Carrie's room, watching him look in the window Frances smiled. He looked like a teenager with his first crush.
When he ran back over to her cart though, she frowned.
"Sorry, one more thing. You don't by chance have any flowers?"
Bending to open the storage compartment at the base of the cart, Frances grabbed a small bouquet with sunflowers, daisies, and a few wildflowers scattered throughout, handing it to him.
"These are perfect! Thanks.", Brody smiled. "How much do I owe you?"
"Take them. It's fine."
"No, thank you but I can't just-"
"Please. Consider it a gift."
Laughing, Brody thanked her, kissed her on the cheek before cutting back over to Carrie's room. Blushing, holding her face Frances smiled, watched him go inside before moving her cart to the elevator. Needing to restock it.
Taking one of the sunflowers from the bouquet, sitting in the chair beside her bed Brody grinned, gently bopped Carrie on the nose with it. Her face scrunched up before her eyes fluttered open, getting her resembling some Disney woodland creature before she frowned at him.
"What the-"
"Hey.", Brody laughed.
"Did you just wake me up by hitting me with a fucking daisy?"
"Sunflower, actually.", he corrected, waving it in front of her before she reached, took hold if it. "And it worked, didn't it?"
Rolling her eyes Carrie shook her head, blushed. "You're such a dork."
"I know. I...I know.", he said, smile fading as she chewed her lip, looked nervously at him.
"Brody, I-"
"I'm sorry.", he blurted out, wanting to be the one to say it first.
"Hey-"
"No, I fucked up. Yelling, running out when you were just trying to...I shouldn't have. I felt fucking horrible all night."
"Well you wouldn't have run if I hadn't forced it. I put you on the defensive. I shouldn't have..." Trailing off Brody nodded, hugged her. Hid his face in her neck.
"Fighting with you's like fighting with myself.", he said gruffly.
"Well we are pretty alike.", Carrie acknowledged, stroking his hair.
"But at least there's a perk to all our explosive arguments."
"What's that?", he asked, pulling back as she smirked, bopped his nose with the flower.
"Hey! What the-"
Interrupting him with a kiss Carrie grinned before pulling back slightly, budding her nose with his.
"We can graduate to make up sex.", she whispered, getting him grinning.
"Is that right?", Brody grinned.
Nodding, resuming the kiss, she pulled him back with her against the pillows before he broke free of her lips, nuzzled her neck. Hoping she wouldn't object to him not having shaved yet this morning. When she pulled away, he worried that she had until she nodded to his phone buzzing in his jacket pocket.
"Shit. Sorry.", Sitting up he pulled out the phone as Carrie reached for the food he'd brought in, tore open the bag of croissants.
"Want one?", she asked between bites as Brody shook his head, put his phone back.
"It's Jessica. Mike's awake. She wants me to-"
"It's fine, go ahead.", Carrie said, tossing him one of the apples. "One for the road?"
"I'd prefer this."
Grinning Brody leaned in, kissed her again.
"Save me a muffin though, okay?", he asked as she smirked.
"Maybe if you're lucky, Sergeant."
Rolling his eyes he kissed her once more, took the apple and buffed it on his collar before tossing it in the air, walking out and to the stairwell. Once reaching the right floor he turned, saw Jessica pacing back and forth in the hallway. Frowning, concerned that she wasn't in with Faber he approached, tapped her on the shoulder.
"Hey. What's going on? I-"
Thrown when she walked up, hugged him tightly, Brody gently kissed the top of her head, rubbed her back. "Easy. It's okay. It's okay."
Exiting the break room after restocking her cart, Frances turned the corner, then stopped short seeing a familiar redhead with his arms around an unfamiliar brunette. Eyes narrowing in a glare she turned her cart around. Cutting over to the elevator, she angrily punched the button to call it all the while standing impatiently, shaking her head in disbelief.