Bobby Meets His Match Chapter 38
A slower chapter. Bobby and Cathy FINALLY get some time to really talk and of course have some fun. And a surprise.
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" I can't believe I won again, Cathy yelled as her slot machine lit up and jangled for the third time. At the sound of her voice, Bobby jerked back out of the flashback, gulped, and tried to hide the deep centering breaths he was taking to ground himself back at the casino instead of in the battlefield. He blinked and glared at the flashing lights, the constant noise and the crowding of people that had triggered him. Fuck. He quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and the startled look from his face. He hated casinos. They were dark and loud and constantly flashing lights, and sudden loud noises, lots of people in close proximity, and stale air, But Cathy had wanted to take a " quick spin" through the casino after the doctor's appointment, and they were in Atlantic City. Her slot machine had won immediately, which led to them sitting here for an hour, in which, he had to admit, she had won more than lost. He smiled and tried to shake the aftermath of the flashback.
She caught his expression. You hate this, don't you? I could have come by myself," she said. Bobby forced himself to smile, then laughed and said, "no way, baby. You come into the casino looking like you do, some guy is gonna try to snatch you up…" Cathy laughed and kissed him. "First, that is so not going to happen. Secondly, no other man could ever compare to you. But lets go." She grabbed Bobby's hand and, thank God, led him on a winding path out of the hellish casino and out on the beach.
Bobby felt like he could breathe again now that he was out of that loud, stuffy casino. They took off their shoes and walked barefoot along the water's edge, hand in hand. Bobby tensed, feeling that thing that was still between them now heavily between them.
Cathy stopped and faced him, then came right out with it. "Did you have a flashback in the casino?" Cathy asked. "And Lester said you had one during Wicked."
What the fuck? Lester? What the fuck had Lester said? Bobby was going to kick his ass. Cathy stopped Bobby before he even started to speak. " Don't be mad at him. He checked up on me when we were..um… apart. The day I passed out at the restaurant he had come to check in on me. If it wasn't for him, we wouldn't be back together. Anyway, I mentioned how oddly you behaved at Wicked… and, "
Wait? What? Bobby hadn't behaved oddly. Had he? Cathy continued, " Lester said that the smoke and darkness might have given you a flashback .And it just happened again in the casino, didn't it?"
Bobby walked a few steps back from the water and sat down on the sand, his legs in front of him, and pulled Cathy down on his lap, facing him. Bobby sighed and took her hand. He had bene expecting this topic to come up and they needed to deal with this, as much as he didn't want to. He didn't want her to know how much he was struggling. But if they were going to have a future together…
" Yes, baby. I had a flashback at the casino. And also at the theater. I have been having them fairly regularly lately. Its ok. Its not a big deal. They are just memories." Cathy stroked his face gently. " why didn't you tell me you were having them?" Shit. He did not want her to be anywhere near this brutal shit. He didn't want her worried about him or thinking he would go postal or something.
He looked down at ther hands, stroking them, and her belly, as if he was scared to make eye contact with her. " cathy, you and the baby, you are so good and sweet and I don't want you touched by any of that darkness. I don't want you worrying that I would hurt you or the baby. I would never hurt either of you. I don't want you worrying about me, and I don't want you knowing about the person I was then. Bobby the killer is still inside me. I shot a guy for the sheriff department the other day."
Cathy took his large. Powerful hands and held them to her lips. " Bobby, these hands are always caring for others but you won't let anyone care about you. I love you. And part of loving you means that your concerns become my concerns. Look at the thing with Scott. You found out there was a problem and it became your problem."
Bobby looked her in the eyes, and felt a feeling of serenity that he had never felt before. " I told you the truth. I didn't kill Scott. I wanted to kill him. I almost killed him. But I didn't because I knew that wasn't what you wanted. But that part of me- the killer is still in me and always will be. Its one of the reasons I like working at Rangeman. I get to heal and to kick ass."
" Bobby, I know that side of you still exists. I know you have killed and may need to again in the future. But I am not scared of you. I trust you with my life and our child's life. Because I know that the only people you would kill would be people who would need to be killed to protect other people.
" I went back to therapy because I don't want you or the baby to be scared of me ever again. And for that to happen, I had to start to deal with the dreams. But I had them buried deep and talking about them has made them fresh in my mind again, so I am having a lot more flashbacks now."
Cathy kissed him gently and said, " I am so proud of you for going back to therapy. I know how hard it is for you to talk about your concerns. I love you and I want to share everything with you. I would like to know and help however I can. I know you don't want to talk about it to me, but I am always here and ready to listen. And I hope you keep going to the therapist. Promise me you'll let me help?
" Fuck. Bobby hated promising shit like that. It always turned out badly. If he told her about it she'd worry or she'd fuss over him all the time or she'd try to help but make it worse. But she was looking at him so expectantly.
" Ok, I promise," he muttered, and got rewarded with that damn gorgeous smile.
Later that afternoon, Cathy sprawled languidly in the private, curtained cabana at the hotel beach bar drinking virgin lava flows and the water Bobby had insisted she drink to stay hydrated. She could see the ocean, hear the waves, but the curtains made the cabana shaded and relatively cooler. Bobby lay with his head in her lap, holding the ultrasound photo. " Ok, I love our baby, but all I can see on this picture is a bunch of blobs. But you seemed to see all the things the nurse saw. How do you know which blob is which? It looks like a peanut."
Bobby laughed, " well, right now Baby Brown IS the size of a peanut but baby ahs a head, a butt,…" Bobby pointed to different parts of the blob. Cathy looked closer but still could not distinguish anything. " Next time we get one the parts will be more discernable." Bobby gently caressed her barely protruding belly. " hey, little one. Its Daddy, Hows it going in there." Bobby made a high pitched squeaky baby voice " Its fine, Daddy, but tell Mommy to drink more water."
" Oh, my God," Cathy cried. Between you and Lester fussing over me. Bobby was puzzled. " What do you mean, Lester?" Cathy looked into his deep brown eyes. I mean your friend Lester who is a very good friend and checked in on me even when we were broken up because he knew you'd want me taken care of. He said something very profound."
Bobby snorted. " as if,"
Cathy laughed. " I'm serious. I was complaining that you didn't trust me and he told me that you trusted me so much that you gave me the thing you had never given any other woman and the one thing I could use to hurt you. You gave me your heart."
" Santos said that?" Bobby snickered. " I mean, it's true. But unexpected from him. He's the best friend ever but he's not usually that deep."
He also said that you and he never even had to try to get women, they were just falling all over you.
Bobby laughed and kissed her. " Well, that is true. What can I say? But I haven't even looked at another woman since the first time I saw you, baby. I never will. You are the most beautiful woman in my world. I don't want anyone else."
Cathy laughed. "Yeah, until I turn into a whale. You can barely tell I am pregnant now, but wait a month or so." Bobby's eyes flew up to her breasts. " These are much bigger."
He unfastened the bathing suit ties around her neck and the piece of fabric fell onto her lap. These beauties are bigger and fuller and that gorgeous nipple is nice and hard. He raised his head from her lap and licked her nipple and she shuddered in pleasure. They were so much more sensitive too.
" Pretty soon I am going to have to share these, so I better enjoy them while I can." Bobby met her eyes and grinned wickedly at her, then raised his head from her lap to fasten his mouth and suckle her hard. Cathy gasped and arched her back and cradled his head against her, trying to get as much of her breast in his magic mouth. They were so sensitive she was about to come just from him sucking her. The sensation of Bobby chuckling with her in his mouth almost undid her, and after a final hard suckle, she arched and spasmed and screamed his name as she came hard.
Bobby laughed. " You came just from sucking your breasts? Its going to be a fun few months." He turned his attention to the other breast. Well, I certainly don't want to ignore this beauty. His mouth fastened on her and he took her up again.
Ten minutes later, Cathy had fallen into a blissful sleep. Bobby covered her with a light sheet, and let her sleep. He would be within sight of the cabana, so she would be safe. He kissed her, whispered, " I love you baby," and left the cabana.
It was inky black outside as Bobby and Cathy took a moonlight walk on the beach. Bobby had invited her out after dinner saying since she had had a nap earlier she shouldn't be too tired. Cathy loved sound of the waves and the soft squishiness of the sand under her bare feet as she walked encircled by Bobby's strong arm. Every few feet she stopped to look up.
" Look at all those stars! Bobby, you were a sailor. Don't sailors usually know stars?" and Bobby proceeded to impress her yet again with his knowledge of astronomy.
They walked again, Cathy protected from the cooler wind by Bobby's jacket and the heat of his body. That man was a damn furnace.
Cassie stopped and looked at him, " Medicine, warfare, astronomy, obstetrics, is there anything you don't know?"
Bobby took her hand and they walked a few steps further down the beach.
" Well, " Bobby said, " I don't know everything. There is something really important I need to learn."
Just as he said that Cathy stopped short. The beach was covered with seashells of all sizes and shapes that spelled out,
" WILL YOU MARRY ME, PLEASE?"
Cathy felt her mouth drop open and her heart race and for a minute she felt like she might actually faint. Bobby did this? He was asking her to marry him? OMG, this was so sweet and creative and romantic,
She turned slowly and Bobby was on one knee in the sand holding open the ring box she had seen on his desk weeks ago.
" Oh, my God, Bobby. Of course I will."