Disclaimer: I do not own Bates Motel nor do I own the characters
Summery: Dylan goes to visit Emma while she is working.
Author's Note: I think I'm gonna wrap this up soon I have some more ideas on stories and the inspiration isn't coming to me like it used to while Bates Motel was airing. Hope everyone likes this! Thanks for all the likes, kudos, and especially the reviews. It means the world to me.
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Norman's words kept replaying in Dylan's head as he slowly walks down the numerous stairs towards the motel. He can see Emma's cute little car alone in the parking lot and can only imagine what she's doing to keep herself entertained while business is slow.
By the time he reaches the last step he is almost out of breath. Damn, those stairs are a lot for him; he doesn't know how Emma does it so often. Maybe he should keep an eye on her to make sure he goes to her house and she doesn't go to his. Or maybe he'll take her to the barn; she's always saying how she loves the view.
He peeks his head inside and sees her sitting at her desk, her back to him as she reads some book. He can almost see her adorable smile gracing her beautiful face. God she was beautiful. Beautiful and his.
He playfully rings the motel bell to get her attention and grins when she turns around to see him there. Her whole face lights up and it makes him feel like a freaking god to see her reaction to seeing him.
"Hi there!" She smiles as she slowly stands up to properly greet him. She was wearing a simple purple dress with a mustard yellow sweater with a flower on it. The sun necklace he got her sitting proudly around her neck. It makes his heart tighten to know she wears his mark on her with pride, no one has ever been proud to be with him before.
He meets her by her chair and wraps his arms around her tightly. She hugs him back but it's as if he can't get enough and holds her even tighter as he closes his eyes. If he could freeze time, he would. Just so she could be with him as long as possible.
"Um...Dylan? Is everything okay?" She asks quietly after a moment, trying to get out of his hold so she can look at him.
"Yeah I just...missed you is all." He says lamely when he finally pulls away from her.
She smiles sweetly at him. She can't believe this is really happening to her, how did she get so lucky to find someone as special to her as Dylan? It just didn't seem realistic to her. She looks into his eyes and sees how much he cares about her. He's looking at her like she was going to disappear at any moment and he would be alone again.
"Well tonight I'm having dinner with my dad or else I would suggest we do something." She says this sadly but a part of her is so happy he wants to spend time with her, even after they spent the whole day yesterday in each others' company. Her nineteenth birthday will forever be the best birthday she ever had. Dylan made it so special for her and she will never forget that.
He smiles and scratches the back of his head in embarrassment. God, he knows he sounds pathetic but he just couldn't help it. She has him wrapped around her little finger and she doesn't even realize it.
"It's okay. I had you to myself all yesterday and I know your dad must want to spend time with you too." He replies.
Emma reaches her hand out to him and interlaces their fingers.
"Don't worry. Tomorrow we will have plenty of time together. I have off and we can just hang out at the barn or something." The barn to her is like a sanctuary. It was the most beautiful spot in White Pine Bay and if she could, she would spend every moment overlooking that lake.
He nods satisfied that he would be able to see her tomorrow but that meant all day today he would be without her.
"I guess I'll just work on the barn today." He mutters disappointed and Emma had to hold in her grin.
"It'll be okay. At least you'll have an amazing view to look at all day." She smiles
"You're a better view." He pouts and Emma's heart feels like it was going to burst out of her chest. Did he really just say that?
Before Emma could think about it, she jumps into his arms and kisses him. They may not have forever, hell they might not even have five years together, but that didn't mean they were going to waste the precious time they would have. She knows she cares about Dylan and that her heart was not so slowly falling for him. In her heart, she knows Dylan feels the same for her; he wouldn't have done all that he did for her birthday for her if he didn't, but...what if she wasn't enough for him? What if when she got sicker he couldn't stand to watch her slowly die? It would kill her but she would never hold it against him. She just wishes when she does pass that he will find happiness in every way.
"Do you realize how amazing you are to me?" She whispers against his lips and he closes his eyes before pressing his forehead on hers.
"I think I have a pretty good idea." He replies before kissing the top of her head and holding her close.
It was in that moment he knew he would do anything to save her. Pay anything to have her stay with him.
XOXOXOX
An hour later, he leaves the motel, wishing her a good night with her dad. He told her he was going to the barn, but he makes a turn towards the Antique Shop that Mr. Decody owns. A part of him feels awful about what he is going to do but he needs to know Emma would be able to be with him for a long time.
He steps in the shop and looks at all the animals her father has worked on. It was like Norman's workshop except ten times better. It was creepy and beautiful at the same time.
"Hello Dylan." He turns and sees Mr. Decody smiling softly at him. From what Emma told him, her dad was pretty cool. While he protected her from everything, he never stopped her from doing things most parents would if their child was sick. He admires that about the man, but he couldn't help but pity him. The man has been living with the weight of him most likely having to bury his only child for years.
"Hi Mr. Decody. I know it's none of my business...but I'm here to ask you about Emma." He admits and he sees the older man's eyes soften a bit.
"I had a feeling you would be stopping by one day. I just didn't think it'd be this soon." He admits before motioning him towards the back.
"Come on then. We can talk in my workshop. And please, call me Will." He says softly and Dylan follows him in the back.
This was it.
Will sits on his stool and puts on his work glasses but doesn't actually start working on the bird that was on the table.
"I know you care for my daughter a great deal but you have to understand there's nothing you can do to change her condition. Trust me I tried." He says sadly.
"There's nothing? I mean no price to pay so she could get bumped up the transplant list?" He demands to know. There had to be something! He couldn't just not do anything!
Will shakes his head sadly. "There is a price you can pay to get bumped up the list, but Emma would never allow that. She fears for a transplant more than she fears her life slowly fading. A transplant comes with it's own set of risks."
"Well then we wouldn't tell her! I can get the money!" Dylan is almost screaming at this point. He was so afraid of losing Emma he didn't care about the cost.
Will stands up and moves towards him slowly.
"Do you really want to go against Emma's wishes and lie to her for the rest of your life?" Will asks him softly. While he knows the frustration the young man is feeling, he knows Emma would know something fishy happened if she suddenly got the transplant. She was sick, but there were many sicker than herself. Not only that, but his daughter was always afraid that if she did get the transplant, one day it would suddenly reject her body.
Dylan slowly starts to calm down but he could still feel his blood pumping harshly. He knew the man was right. It would kill him if he had to lie to Emma for that long, but then again a part of him thinks it would be worth it just as long as she was with him.
"I know you're right but...I don't want to lose her." He mutters sadly to himself.
"You won't lose me." A timid voice mutters behind him and he turns around and sees Emma standing there with tears in her eyes.
Oh shit.
TBC