Don't own and all that there kind of stuff..
When Alex and Bobby took Nathan home, he started right in telling his mom about the bad man and being shot at. Of course this meant that they had to go in and explain what all had happened so that Alex's sister didn't totally flip out. One conversation led to another and it was almost dinner time before they left. Bobby suggested they pick up take out on the way back to his place.
They sat on the living room floor leaning against the couch. The remnants of their dinner lay spread across the coffee table. Bobby turned sideways and gently stroked her neck.
"Do you want to talk about this afternoon?"
"Sure, which part? The playground? Lunch? Or maybe the badman and the pretty girl?"
"We can talk about any of those things if you want, but...Alex, you know what I mean."
"Yeah, I do," she sighed.
"Like I said earlier, we don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."
"It really isn't that big of a deal. The majority, 90 to 95% of the time, I don't even think about egg was my sisters and the sperm that fertilized it was her husbands. All I did was carry it for them."
"What about the other 5 to 10% of the time?"
"Do you know that at my age the risks involved in child birth increase with every year? Joe and I had talked about having kids but we were still young and thought that we had plenty of time."
Bobby was about to tell her that she still had plenty of time and not to worry. Before he could, he remembered that Dr Olivet had told them to really listen to each other. Maybe what Alex needed was just to be heard, not patted on the back and told that everything would be alright.
Alex jumped up and started pacing.
"Damn it Bobby, I know he's not mine! Up here!" She cried pointing to her head. "But in my heart...It was their egg, but it was my body that gave him life. He grew inside of me. I was the one that went through the hours of pain to bring him into this world. If he has a nightmare for falls down and hurts himself, it's her that he runs to. It's her that comforts him and hold him. It's her that gets to stand over him at night and watch him sleep. Except for a few stolen moments here and there, I'm never going to have that."
Alex stopped pacing and Bobby could see the tears starting to run down her cheeks. He held his arms out wide and she dropped back down on the floor next to him. She buried her face against his chest and wept. When she calmed down she pulled out of his arms and wiped at her wet cheeks with her sleeve. "I'm sorry."
"Hey, there's nothing to be sorry for."
"Why don't we agree to disagree on that part."
"As you wish."
"Bobby please tell me you don't own that movie."
"Movie? What movie?"
"Never mind, look, like I said to start with, most of the time I don't think about it."
"So why did you this time, do you think?"
"I don't know. It was just the way we were all laying there. Kind of like a family, you know? It just sort of hit me that I'm never..." Alex suddenly stopped talking. Bobby had paled at her last statement. "Oh crap! Bobby, I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to put you on the spot or anything. It's just that you asked and that's what was honestly going through my head this afternoon."
Bobby cleared his throat before trying to speak. "Um...It's OK ...you don't...you're not..." He cleared his throat and tried again. "Alex, the truth is...the truth is I was thinking along those same lines myself this afternoon."
"You were." She said skeptically.
"Alright, I know it sounds like I am just saying that so that you won't feel guilty or something. Trust me, please!"
"You know I trust you Bobby."
"I glad you do. See while you're worried about getting to old to have a child of your own, I'm worried that if I did have a child, they would be like my mother or like my real father. Hell, I'm worried that I may become like either of them."
"Bobby!"
"I know, I know. It's one of those things I need to work on. We got a little off track though. We were talking about you."
"I think we talked about me enough for one night, at least on that subject. It's done and over with."
"Until the next time."
"Yes until the next time, which might be next week or next year. I see Nathan plenty without getting all weepy about it."
"So then, do you want to watch a movie?" Bobby asked.
"Sure, you pick one out while I clean this mess up."
The both stood up to go about their respective tasks. Bobby pulled Alex close and kissed her tenderly. "I Love you Honey"
"I love you too Ace."
When Alex came back into the living room from taking care of the trash from dinner, Bobby already had the movie in and was waiting on the couch. She sat down next to him and leaned into his side. Bobby put an arm around her and started the movie with the other.
As soon as the movie started and Alex realized what he had put in, she grabbed a pillow and hit him up side the head with it. "You sir are dead meat!"
Bobby laughed and said "As you wish."
A/N: Can you guess what movie Bobby put in?