Chapter Eleven
I know "Turbulence" showed Drew having a hunky-dory make up with his mother (even through Drew didn't write the text) but I couldn't be so forgiving. Thus, my take on the storyline.
Would Drew back up his husband on having his mother arrested?
You better believe he would. As much as he missed her, or the person she was before came out, Drew didn't want or need his mother around now. She would cause too much stress on Brianna. And his mother siding with his father (words and a conversation Brianna would never hear about that happened before they met her) and the rules his mother wanted made forgiveness and family reunification not an option. His home was his sanctuary and no one were going to disturb that. Maybe someday Drew could forgive his parents, solely for his own peace of mind. But forget and reunite? No. Too much had been said on their end that couldn't be taken back. After Avery let her dads have a brief intimate interlude before demanding Drew's attention he held her and told her about his shift while Rick made breakfast.
Drew told Avery about his entire night from an old man's in-grown toe nail to raw egg eating contest gone badly. It was one of the interesting shifts that did not end in sad news. Rick was listening nearby, grossed out the toenail bit. The raw egg thing? He had done that before and managed not to get the one with salmonella. Apparently his husband's patient that night a few. Rick's nose wrinkled at the thought. He was glad Drew was the doctor. He certainly wasn't cut out for it. Listening to Avery coo in reply his husband's words was cute. The family may have had her a little over three weeks but it was as she was always there. Raising a newborn and a teen would get only more interesting as the days went by.
Drew noticed Rick's expression. "What is it, toenails or raw eggs grossing you out?"
"Your entire shift sounds like it was vile."
"Or normal."
"Nasty. I'll stick with messy babies," Rick smiled.
"Every word of what I told her was the truth, you know," Drew said, walking over and kissing Rick, Avery still in his arms. "I do love you that much."
"I love you, too. Maybe we should send your mother a photo of this," Rick said.
"Tempting."
Three years ago Drew had considered going to Ranger school. Both Rick and T.C. had put in recommendations for him. A slot was open now if he wanted it. If things hadn't changed, in such a good way in that time Drew likely would have taken it. But his children and marriage were too important. And then Drew did want to focus on medicine too father than the battlefield if he could. Whenever he was deployed again that would be bad enough. He would prefer to hen treat and save the lives of soldiers when given the choice.