"You're back!" exclaimed Daisy as she saw Bridget enter the club. She ran over to her and gave her a hug. "So good to see you. I missed you these past two weeks. So how was the honeymoon?"
Bridget broke away and smiled. "Wonderful."
"Just wonderful?" grinned Daisy. "I'm not giving you any details." said Bridget coyly.
"Uh huh." said Daisy. "So did you two even leave the hotel room.."
"Shut up." laughed Bridget swatting her friend. She went over to the bar and sat down.
"We had a great time. It was just heavenly."
"So I guess it's back to reality time." said Daisy sitting down on the stool next to hers.
"Yeah I suppose. I guess I should look into seeing if I can get my own practice started."
"Honey you have plenty of time for that."
"I know but I should really get started on it. I just want to run a small practice. Nothing big. Something that gives me more flexibility. Especially with this little one on the way." Bridget said putting her hand on her stomach.
"How about a partnership?" suggested Daisy.
"I thought about it but I don't know...besides I can't think of anyone who would want to.."
"How about me." said Daisy.
"You?" Bridget said stunned. "You want to start a practice with me?"
"Well actually I never told you this but...I do have a degree in medicine."
"Really? Wow." said Bridget.
"I sort of put it on hold when Justin was born. I worked here because it was more flexible but now that you mentioned that you wanted to start a practice...I'd love to go in on that with you."
"You know what...that would be great." said Bridget. "But what about the club? With you here it's like family.."
"You're sweet." smiled Daisy. "Deacon can find someone else. Actually he could probably have Adam take my place. He's great with the customers and they like him. He knows just as much as I do about running this place. And if Deacon really needed me to I guess I could fill in a few nights. But I really would love to start that practice with you. I've been wanting to get back into medicine but never had the opportunity."
"Okay then." said Bridget. "Why not? It will be fun."
"What will be fun?" asked Brett walking over to them. He then turned to Bridget. "Welcome back." He greeted kissing her cheek. "Have a good time in St. Thomas?"
"The best." replied Bridget.
"So what were you two scheming?"
"We weren't scheming." Daisy said smacking her husband's arm. "Bridget and I were talking and..we decided to open up a practice together."
"Really?" said Brett with a smile. "That's great. You've been wanting to get back into medicine."
"Yes I have. And I think this is the perfect chance. Just a small practice. Nothing big."
"Sounds great." said Brett. "I think you should do it."
"What should they do?" asked Deacon as he joined them. He kissed Bridget and sat down on a stool pulling her off hers and onto his lap. "What were you talking about?" He asked as he took an interest in the left side of Bridget's neck.
Bridget giggled. "Daisy and I were talking about opening up our own practice. Just a small one."
"Really?" He said as he stopped kissing her for a minute. "Your own practice."
"Doesn't that sound great." said Bridget turning to face him. "It'll be more flexible than working for another doctor's office. I can set the hours myself and give more time for you and our baby."
"Baby you don't need to work." frowned Deacon. "I make more than enough to take care of you."
"I know." said Bridget fiddling with the buttons on his shirt. "But I really want to do this."
"I don't like it." said Deacon.
"Why not?" asked Bridget.
"Because you know how it's going to be..people will be calling you day and night. Bothering you everytime they sneeze. Why can't you work in a hospital?"
"Okay first of all..no one is going to call me at all hours of the day. I don't want to work at a hospital. I want to have my own practice. And you know..maybe it'll just be pediatrics. I can just treat children. I would love to do that."
"That would be even worse...Oh Dr. Bridget...my kid coughed...what do I do? Dr. Bridget...my kid ate a bug...what should I do? Give me a break."
Bridget frowned. "Why are you so against me doing this?"
"I'm not against you doing this baby. I know you want to do this...I just...I just want to take care of you and give you everything you need. I don't like the idea of you thinking you need to work..I know I sound old fashioned when I say that and I don't mean to imply that you should stay home..."
"Deacon I'm not doing this because I have to. I want to. I know that you want to take care of me and you already do that. You are wonderful I love you. But I have to do this for me. And I'm not saying I have to do this tomorrow but someday after this one is born..I'd like to give it a try."
"I guess." said Deacon. "You know I'll support you. Just promise me you won't run off with any single dads."
"Deacon." said Bridget with a smile. "You know I could never do that." She leaned in closer and whispered to him. "You ruined me for all men. I could never have anyone after you...Stop that.." She squealed as he tickled her ribs. "Must you tickle me all the time." She said hugging her body.
"You love it." He said pulling her back and kissing her lips.
"Oh please get a room!" said Daisy rolling her eyes with a smile.
Bridget flung a bar napkin at her. Brett shook his head. He went behind the bar and produced three bottles of bud lights and poured a Coke for Bridget.
"Here's to the start of Daisy and Bridget's new practice."
The four clinked their drinks together.
Jill watched the scene and rolled her eyes. God that Bridget was such an annoying prissy bitch. She wanted to gag when she saw Deacon tickling her. And that sickening sweet way she had to smile at Deacon. Ugh. The sooner she broke that up the better. And once she did she planned on getting Deacon into her bed at least one more time. Not that having sex with Jason was a chore. It wasn't. She enjoyed it but she wanted to have another go at Deacon. And she was going to get it. She had the pictures and was waiting for the right time to spring them on Bridget. She worked the whole story out with Jason. They were both sure that Bridget would be gullible enough to buy into it. Soon their happy bubble would burst and Jill couldn't wait. It wasn't that she loved Deacon. She just wanted sex from him. That's all she ever wanted from him. That was pretty much all he would ever be good for. She wanted him to be around to satisfy her sexual needs whenever she pleased. And he would. By the time she got done with this plan..that's all he would have left. She watched as Daisy went back to work and Brett went over to rehearse with his band. Deacon went to his office to tend to some things. Bridget headed out of the club and Jill quickly followed her out.
She went by Bridget's car and "accidentally" dropped her purse spilling some of it's contents.
"Oh let me help you." said Bridget as she bent down to pick up the items.
"Thank you." smiled Jill as she gathered up a tube of lipstick and her compact. She stuck them back in her purse. "Thanks a bunch."
"No problem." smiled Bridget.
"I was just...I was just inside and I saw you..with um...Deacon..."
"Yeah I was." said Bridget. "You know him?"
Jill nodded. "From a long time ago." She said.
"You dated him?"
"I should get going." said Jill as she started to walk away. Bridget followed her. "Wait..."
Jill stopped.
"Is something wrong? Is there something you wanted to tell me about Deacon?"
"I..No forget it...I don't want to cause any trouble...really.."
"What is it? Tell me."
"I shouldn't..I really shouldn't...it was a long time ago...I'm sure he's different now...with you..."
"What do you mean different?"
"Oh God I opened my mouth...I'm so sorry. I really should go..."
Jill took off purposely dropping a business card on the ground.
Bridget picked it up. She wondered what that was all about.
Jill quickly got into her car and headed to her apartment. As she drove she picked up her cell and dialed. "Yeah it's me...Yes...I set the seeds...No not yet...I did just as we discussed..of course...I'll keep you posted." Jill snapped the phone shut and set it down with a look of satisfaction.
Bridget put the card in her purse and walked back to her car. She got in and began to drive.
What was it that that girl wanted to tell her? Deacon wasn't keeping anything from her was he? She was sure she would have found out about it. Daisy would have at least told her if Deacon didn't. That was certainly strange. She wondered if it had to do with Jason. She knew Deacon was up to something. Bridget didn't tell Deacon but she also knew about Monica Fairchild and what Jason had done. Her private investigator found out the dirt. She also knew about a prostitution ring he had run prior to that and almost got arrested for if it wasn't for his family name and high priced lawyers. Using a private airline as a cover to run prostitutes to Vegas. Bridget wondered if that girl she just ran into was one and she was helping Deacon with something and Deacon hadn't wanted her to know. Bridget made a note to ask him about it later.
She arrived at their apartment and got out of the car. It wouldn't be long before they could move into their new home. Deacon found a terrific condo that was only a few minutes from where Daisy and Brett lived. It was just the right size. Bridget fell in love with it the moment she saw it. Bridget went inside the building and up the elevator. It came to a stop and she walked down the hall to their apartment. She opened the door and went over to the computer. She decided to dig around a little more. Maybe she could find out more about that girl she just ran into. The name on the card was May Albertson. She did a search but nothing came up. Bridget dug out her cell phone from her purse and dialed. "Hey it's me. I need you to do me a favor. Find out what you can on a May Albertson. I think she may be connected to Jason but I'm not sure. Let me know what you find..blonde hair..yes...blue eyes...older than me...Okay..thank you." Bridget put her phone down. Something was off and she was going to find out what it was.
Deacon arrived back home and saw Bridget sitting by the computer. "Hey." He greeted.
"Hey." came her reply.
Deacon shut the door and walked over to her. "Listen baby I'm sorry I was a jerk before. I...I just want to be the one who takes care of you. I want to be the one who can provide you with what you need." He pulled her out of her chair and held her close. "I can't help it okay. I think of you as my sweet beautiful princess who deserves everything in the world. I want to be able to spoil you and give you whatever your heart desires. And I can do that. It's not that I don't want you to work...I can't explain it. I don't know I just feel like you should just be able to sit back and relax and wear the most expensive clothes made out of silk and the most expensive jewelry and never have a care in the world. I'm sorry that's just how I feel. You grew up in a rich family and are used to a certain..lifestyle. I just want to be able to keep you living like that."
Bridget smiled. "I love you." She said as she kissed him. "I know you want to take care of me. I love you for it. I told you you do take care of me. You do give me everything I could possibly want. Deacon I don't care about how much money you have or what you can buy me. I'm not opening a practice because I think you can't provide enough for me. I know you can. I know you can provide for our child too. I just really want to do this. I helped out in a pediatrician's office once. I loved it. I love being able to take care of children. I'm not going to let it interfere with our lives. I just want to have my small practice. And with Daisy helping me...it will be even better."
"I know. You would be a great pediatrician. And I'm not going to stand in your way. I'll support you. You know that. I love you."
"Thank you." smiled Bridget as she hugged him. "You are the greatest husband I could ask ever ask for." She pulled away and placed her hand on her stomach. "And will be the greatest father our child could ever ask for."
"Our son." said Deacon admiring her stomach.
"Or daughter." grinned Bridget. She quickly ran away and Deacon caught up with her and grabbed her. "No.." protested Bridget. "Don't tickle me..Don't...Eeee." She squealed as Deacon's fingers found her rib cage. She squirmed away and giggling and hugging her body. "Knock it off." She said trying to sound upset but failing. "I'm pregnant."
"You brought it on yourself." replied Deacon pulling her back to him. He kissed her lips and lowered her down on the sofa. Bridget had wanted to ask him about the girl she ran into earlier but those thoughts quickly disappeared from her head as fast as her clothes were.
An hour later she laid in Deacon's arms on the sofa feeling content and happy. "I love being married to you." sighed Bridget.
"Why?" asked Deacon. "Because of the sex?"
Bridget blushed. "Shut up."
The phone rang and Deacon reached over Bridget to answer it. "Hello?"
"Hi Deacon it's Daisy. Is Bridget there? I wanted to talk to her about our practice. I had some ideas."
Deacon looked at Bridget who suddenly seemed very interested in his bare chest. "Bridget's a little preoccupied right now...I'll have her call you back." Deacon quickly hung up the phone and sighed as Bridget placed kissed down his torso. He frowned as Bridget suddenly stopped and got up from the sofa. "What are you doing?" He asked. "Did I tell you to stop? I don't think I did. Get back here...Hey!" He quickly got up and followed Bridget to the bedroom. "What's the big idea?" He asked. "You can't do that to me and just up and leave."
Bridget smiled. "I have somethings to do. I'll be back." She said as she began to dress.
"What things?"
"Just things." She replied as she pulled on a red sleeveless top and denim capris. She brushed her hair then walked over to him. She looked down noticing his erection. "Keep this hard for me." She said gently touching him. He groaned as she then walked out of the bedroom. She walked out of the apartment and to the elevator. She wanted to check in with her private investigator to see what they found out. And maybe get in contact with this May Albertson. She had a suspicion that this had to do with Jason.
Bridget found a quiet coffee shop and headed inside. She got out her cell phone and was about to dial when she saw "May" sitting at another table. She put her phone away and headed over to her. "May?" She asked.
Jill looked up. "Oh Hi.." She said.
"Can I talk to you?"
"Sure okay I guess..."
"You wanted to tell me something about Deacon earlier. Please I want to know what it is. You can trust me. I swear. Please just tell me."
Jill sighed. "I don't think it's a good idea. I don't want to cause any trouble. And it's the past anyway. Just forget it."
"No..please I have to know. What is it?"
Jill sighed and pulled out an manila envelope. She handed it to Bridget.
Bridget opened it and took out the contents. She looked up at Jill. "What is this?"
"Police pictures." replied Jill quietly. "From when...Deacon...he...he abused me."
Bridget sat there shocked. She looked at the pictures and then at Jill.
"Deacon..abused you? What are you talking about? Deacon would never in a million years."
Jill took the pictures and put them away. "I knew you wouldn't believe me. Look just forget it okay. I'm sure he's not that way anymore. Just forget it." Jill got up from the table and walked out. She then hid outside peering into restaurant. Bridget appeared to be in deep thought pondering the information she was given. "Perfect." thought Jill. "Just perfect."