A/N: I had planned to update a couple days ago, but the holidays made me busy. Enjoy!
Chapter 5- Dr. David
Spoilers: Smells Like Codependence
Aiden was woken up by the phone ringing. She was about to ask who it was when the person on the other end began yelling.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME MICHAEL IS DATING A DOCTOR?!"
"Mom?!" asked Aiden.
"Why didn't you tell me?" asked Debbie.
"It's his decision, not mine," said Aiden.
"The hell it's not, he always listens to you! Am I the only one who didn't know?" said Debbie.
"Uncle Vic doesn't know, not yet," said Aiden. "How did you find out?"
"Saw them together at the diner," said Debbie. "I told Michael to bring him over tonight for dinner. You're coming, right?"
"Yeah," said Aiden.
"Good," said Debbie.
QUEER AS FOLK
Michael watched as everyone ate. Aiden was behaving, she always did. Michael wasn't worried about her. It was his mother and his uncle he was worried about – especially his mother. She could embarrass anyone enough that they would make up an elaborate excuse to leave the house. Fast.
"Have some more carbonara, David," said Debbie.
"I'm stuffed, thanks," said David.
"Careful, she'll send you home with all the leftovers," said Aiden.
"C'mon, with that body? You can afford to carb a load!" said Debbie.
"You must work out all the time," said Vic.
"When I can," said David.
Debbie reached over and touched David's arm.
"Feel those biceps," said Debbie. "Can never resist a hard body. Like mother, like son and daughter."
"Like uncle," said Vic.
Aiden looked down at her carbonara and tried not to laugh – her mother's laughter was contagious. Her futile effort failed as she began to turn red and giggle, which she tried to mask better when Michael elbowed her.
"Will you guys please leave him alone?" asked Michael. "Next you'll be asking what kind of car he drives and how much he makes."
"Hey! Don't look at me, I'm not doing anything," said Aiden.
"Yeah right," Michael muttered.
Aiden rolled her eyes and stole a noodle from Michael's plate as David laughed. Both Vic and Debbie looked intently at David, waiting for him to mention the unspoken question Michael had hoped wouldn't be asked.
"I drive a Jag, and I'm comfortable," said David.
"Michael if you don't marry this man immediately I will," said Vic.
"I think I will have a little more," said David.
"Me too," said Michael.
They both reached for more pasta at the same time.
"It's like Lady & the Tramp," said Debbie.
"Lady & the Tramp?" asked David.
"It's Michael's favorite movie," said Debbie.
"When I was nine," said Michael.
"Lady and the Tramp go on a date to this Italian restaurant and the waiter –," said Debbie.
"Tony," said Vic.
"What else would his name be?" said Debbie as she and Vic laughed.
"He brings over this plate of spaghetti and meatballs and they put their head in the bowl," said Debbie. "They're dogs."
A confused David and an amused Aiden laughed.
"And they come up with this one single strand of spaghetti. And then they chew and they chew…" said Debbie.
"And they get closer and closer…," said Vic.
"Until finally their lips meet," said Debbie.
"It is in my estimation the greatest screen kiss ever," said Michael.
"I remember it," said David. "Like this."
He used his cloth napkin as a substitute for a bib, grabbed a lone strand of spaghetti, and re-enacted the scene from Lady & the Tramp with Michael. Aiden thought it was romantic and sweet, but didn't dare say anything as she didn't want to ruin the moment.
"That's even better than the movie," said Debbie.
QUEER AS FOLK
The week soon turned into the weekend. Michael was going with David to the latter's country home, which was somewhere in rural Pennsylvania. Aiden was stuck at her apartment alone as Nick had gone to some lawyer's convention in Las Vegas. She vaguely wondered why he hadn't asked her to go with him. Perhaps he was cheating, or perhaps he was trying to shake off his mother. While Aiden had nothing against her future mother-in-law, the woman was both strict and overbearing, which seemed to bother Nick more than it bothered Aiden.
"I need a dog," Aiden muttered.
She was going through her collection of sex toys when her cell phone rang. She picked it up and was shocked to hear a nurse from Allegheny General on the other end of the line.
QUEER AS FOLK
"Is he going to be alright?" asked Aiden. "The nurse who called said he was in a car accident."
"Mr. Kinney sustained a minor head wound and a concussion," said an ER doctor. "I'll be discharging him shortly. Does he have any family that can stay with him?"
"No but I will," said Aiden.
"At least for the first 24 hours. If he gets worse, call," said the ER doctor.
QUEER AS FOLK
Brian and Aiden arrived at Brian's apartment half an hour after he was discharged.
"I hope you called the cops, that guy could've killed you!" said Aiden. "You're lucky you weren't injured any worse than you were."
"What for? They won't do anything and we both know it," said Brian.
Aiden searched Brian's kitchen for food and was annoyed when all she found was alcohol and chips.
"When's the last time you bought actual food?" asked Aiden.
"Dunno," said Brian. "There's takeout menus on the counter."
Aiden sighed and fished Brian's icepack out of the freezer for him to use on his head.
"I'm ordering pizza," said Aiden.
"I'm paying," said Brian.
"No you're not, I got it," said Aiden.
"I'm not taking your money, Aiden," said Brian.
"Fine," said Aiden.
QUEER AS FOLK
Lindsay, Melanie, Emmett, Ted, and Justin all came over the next day. They, along with Brian and Aiden, talked about the accident and the revelation that Justin's father had been the one responsible.
Brian wasn't content to rest, and instead put on some music. Everyone either danced or made out. David and Michael showed up a few minutes later, neither of them happy with the impromptu party they had just walked in on.
Aiden sadly watched as David left the apartment and Melanie followed him. She walked up to her brother and gave him a hug.
"If he cares about you, he'll stay despite all of Brian's shit," said Aiden.
"And if he doesn't?" asked Michael.
"Then he's an asshole," said Aiden.
QUEER AS FOLK
Michael came over to see Aiden late that night. Aiden noticed he was upset.
"What happened?" asked Aiden.
Michael told Aiden about David choosing to dance with Brian at Babylon.
"That does it, his Jaguar is going to be scrap metal," said Aiden.
Aiden grabbed the keys to her Ducati and an axe that belonged to Nick – he had used it to cut down the Christmas tree last year.
"Don't do it, he's not worth it," said Michael.
"Fine," said Aiden.
A small barking sound began to permeate the apartment.
"Did I just hear a dog barking?" asked Michael.
"Rizzo! Rizzo! C'mere, Rizzo!" said Aiden.
Michael watched a black pug, still a puppy, run over to him and Aiden. Aiden knelt down and pet Rizzo.
"I found him at the shelter today," said Aiden. "What do you think?"
"He's cute," said Michael.
Aiden picked up Rizzo and handed him to Michael.
"Here, go sit on the couch with him," said Aiden.
The twins went with the puppy to the couch.
"He's so tiny," said Michael.
Rizzo began licking Michael's hand.
"He likes you," said Aiden.
"He's drooling on me," said Michael.
Michael laughed as Rizzo ran around on the couch and made little 'yip-yip' noises, as the puppy was too small to emit a scary bark.
"Feeling better?" asked Aiden.
"Yeah, thanks," said Michael.
"You're my brother, I'll always be there for you," said Aiden.
"And I'll always be there for you," said Michael.
The twins laughed as Rizzo attempted to chew on the couch.
So, I'll try to update again before I begin my winter class at school. Please review in the meantime! It helps the muse!