Ch 9
Later that night, Rita had been counting down the hours til she could nurse Sammy again. "Hey Chris.."
"Yeah?"
"Can you bring Sammy to me please?"
"Definitely."
He picks her up and kisses her cheek. "You ready for your Mama?"
He takes her over to Rita and smiles. "You ok?"
She nods. "Yeah. Let's just hope she'll eat from me again.."
"I bet she will. It's only been twenty four hours. Now if it had been a while..."
Rita gets Sammy settled and starts nursing her.
He smiles. "Better?"
She nods. "Yeah."
"How's the ankle?"
"Sore. But it's ok. If I need meds I'll tell you."
"Ok."
Sammy pulls back after a long while and looks up at Rita.
"That better Sammy girl?"
Chris smiles at them. "Told ya."
Rita fixes herself and nods. "Can you hand me the phone book please?"
"Calling a lawyer?"
"No. Photo studios to get some pictures done."
"Oh. Good."
"Why would you think.."
He shrugs. "Guess it's been running thru the back of my head."
She pats the couch. "Come sit."
He goes over to her.
"Why would I call a lawyer? I mean we need to for our wills. Name Harry and Frannie guardians."
"True."
"But a divorce lawyer? Chris..the thought of you being here and not being with me..no. I'm not doing that to myself much less Sammy. I need you. She needs you.."
He nods. "But are you happy with me?"
"Of course I am. Are you happy with me?"
He nods. "Yeah."
"Ok. Tell me if anything changes ok?"
He wraps his arms around her shoulder. "Ok."
"What do you want to do for date night this week?"
"We can skip it if you want."
"No. No skipping. How about we stay here? Just do Chinese or pizza or something like that and a movie."
"Sounds good to me."
Sammy looks around and yawns.
"Tired baby girl? Come see Daddy and we'll get you ready for bed."
He kisses Rita and goes to get Sammy changed and ready for bed.
Rita waits til he's upstairs and lets the tears flow.
He comes back downstairs and sees her crying. He goes over to her and lifts her up in his arms.
"Why the tears?"
"Did you really think after what six, seven months of constant crying because something reminded me of you or seeing something of yours that I would divorce you?"
"I mean it did cross my mind."
"Did us meeting in our dreams not mean anything?"
"Of course it did. Even holding you in my dreams got me thru."
"Ok. Then no more talk of that. I'm not letting you get away from me easily."
He nods and rubs her back.
She lays her head on his shoulder and drifts off to sleep.
Chris carefully stands up with her in his arms and carries her to bed.
Chris glares at Rita. "I don't want you anymore. I want a divorce."
"Why?"
"I'm taking Sam too. She doesn't need you." He walks out with their bags and then comes back to get Sam.
"See ya."
Rita screams. "Chris! Don't leave me. Don't take my baby!"
He wakes up and strokes her face. "Sammy, wake up."
She slowly wakes up. "Don't take my baby from me."
"Never. Why would you… oh Sammy. No. We aren't leaving you. I promise."
She turns towards him and buries her head in his neck.
"I will never ever take Sam and leave you ok? We both need you too much."
She nods and hugs him tight.
He holds her close. Sam wakes up screaming.
"You want to feed Sammy or want me to take her downstairs and give her a bottle."
"I want to. Please."
He nods. "Ok." He sets her down and kisses her.
