Esme&Dallas

[Dallas Kennedy]

Dallas had made the quick decision to visit Esme in the hospital. She told him that she had been cramping and God knows what else, so he figured that he should pay her a little surprise while he was there. He had made two stops on the way. The first, a bakery downtown that was the only place that had chocolate covered peppers that he knew of, and he remembered Esme saying she had a weird hankering for them. He also picked up a dozen Halloween cupcakes while he was there. His next stop was at Arby's where he had bought two large orders of curly fries.Who in their right mind would turn down curly fries?!

By the time he had gotten to the hospital, Dallas had placed all of the food into one large plastic bag so that it was easier to carry up. He went to the front desk, asked what room she was in and was ushered to elevator. Once there, he asked a lady at the desk what room she was in and was interrupted by a nurse who said Esme was one of hers and that she would show him the way.

"Are you just a friend, or?" She girl asked him as they walked. She had one of those over peppy voices and just screamed dumb blonde. "Yeah, just bringing her some stuff." He had replied. The nurse was young and probably just out of school, he guessed probably twenty-two. She was giving him a big smile the whole way, and maybe that was just how the girl was, but he wasn't stupid and he knew flirting when he saw it.

"She's right in here," The nurse said as she knocked on Esme's door. "You have a handsome visitor," she continued as Dallas walked in. The girl was clearly watching him walk in, staring from his head to his ass until her turned around to her. He gave a half smile which meant it was time for her to leave them. "Let me know if you need anything, okay?" She said as she followed it with a wink. Dallas blurted out, "Daddy to be, byee."

He didn't know why he was being so rude to her, but she was pretty annoying. She reminded him of a mosquito that you just couldn't kill but could hear buzzing next to your ear. Once she had left and shut the door, Dallas dove onto the foot of Esme's bed. "I brought you goodies!" He said, pulling the items from the bag. He pulled out the orange Sunkist sodas first, followed by the fries, peppers and lastly, the cupcakes. "I thought it would make you feel better if you had something that wasn't cardboard. Oh!" He reached into his wallet and pulled out a copy of the ultrasound. "And this." He said, handing the picture to her.

[Esme Russel]

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Esme, to put it lightly, was bored out of her mind and she hated hospitals. She had an IV giving her fluids and she was instructed to drink as much as she possibly could and then maybe they wouldn't have to admit. She had come in because she passed out at work again and the cramping had started. She didn't want to risk miscarrying this baby simply because she didn't want to be in the hospital anymore so she was willing to stay as long as she possibly had to. She was instructed to keep her blood pressure up and she knew how dangerous it would be if it skyrocketed throughout the remainder of her pregnancy since Dexxie had died from something involving that when she had the twins. She should have been laying in the hospital bed in a gown but instead she was wearing the same clothes that she had walked in wearing. She just didn't see the point in changing just yet.. Maybe should wouldn't be staying! Her doctor was letting her keep the heart Doppler by her bed to keep track of her unborn baby's heart beating. She wanted to listen to the sounds all day long and then if it stopped then she would know and that would help, right? If she knew the exact minute when the beating stopped.. She wasn't bleeding but she had thrown up twice from the pain of the cramps. If she were to start bleeding then she would panic but she was forcing herself to calm down until she knew that there was a legitimate reason to be concerned. The doctor had assured her that she was likely perfectly healthy pregnancy wise and that her little baby Pea was doing just fine inside the womb. The heart rate was in the right range and never slowed even for a second which was also reassuring.

The nurse was being a little bitch to her despite the fact that she was a married woman now and not just some naive sixteen year old carrying an accident. Hell, she had been legally emancipated! She was able to make her own medical choices for herself, her daughter and her unborn child and, God forbid, her husband, Jonathan. She had been laying on her back on the bed with the Doppler over her stomach when she heard the knocking at the door so she forced herself up and sat cross legged at the edge of the bed. "Hey Dallas!" She was trying to sound enthusiastic so he wouldn't worry about her because she had been crying when she asked him to please come down there and she couldn't have that. She just couldn't handle the idea of him worrying about her when he had so much that he needed to be thinking about instead like the unborn child growing inside of Kat's uterus! Or as she was mentally calling the baby, Baby Taco for reasons that she was still unsure of.

She couldn't help but laugh when Dallas told the annoying nurse that he was the daddy to be of her unborn child... What if she did have to stay and Jonathan came to visit? Oh well, he knew that he was the father of this little one and that she and Dallas hadn't had sex since before she had even met him. She literally gasped out loud when he told her that he had brought her some goodies. She grabbed the Sunkist first and took a long drink but she knew that she wasn't going to be able to finish it since it wasn't the best thing for a pregnant woman but she could have small amounts with little to no real risk since her body would process it before it got to her uterus and unborn son or daughter... Hopefully daughter. She almost peed from excitement when she saw the chocolate covered jalapeno peppers. How in the world had he remembered that? She had just mentioned it casually when they were on the phone one night... This was why she knew that he was going to be a good father because he remembered things like that and he knew how much that she had been craving curly fries the other day.

"You are a God!" She blurted out before she grabbed the ultrasound picture which she knew that she was planning on framing. "Oh my God." She whispered as she held the picture and just looked at it with widened eyes; how in the world could something so tiny be so beautiful? She felt the same way when she had seen the ones of Cassidy and baby Pea so it wasn't just their baby; it was all babies, really. "Dallas... Your little blob is perfect and .. you're going to be a really great father. Keep your baby because it's unselfish to give up everything literally for someone else like that. Please... because you never know if one day it'll be gone in some accident. If I miscarry this baby today then I will have to live with the fact that I didn't want him or her at first."

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[Dallas Kennedy]

Dallas wasn't being modest on any level today. He felt like he was king of the entire universe and virtually indestructable. "Mm, yeah. I am a God." He said, starting in on his curly fries. He hadn't had anything fattening or greasy for the past month because Jett's mother insisted on cooking him meals and she was a nutritionist by profession. He missed the taste so much that his literally let out the tiniest moan by accident.

Hoping Esme hadn't heard it, because how awkward would that be? he shut up and watched Esme looking at the ultrasound. Now that he had seen and heard his and Kat's baby, he wasn't sure if he would be able to give it up. He wanted to keep it and raise it and be the father that he should have had. "I want to keep him.. her.. But I'm scared. I'm scared for Kat. And your baby is going to be just fine." He offered her a warm smile before eating another three or four fries at once.

"Es, everything happens for a reason, right? Doesn't that mean that you and Jon were meant to have it? I know how much you love Cici and anyone could tell that you would give up anything for her. I wish I could be half the dad to my baby like you are to yours... but a mom in your case." Dallas laughed at his own confusion and a devious thought came into mind. "Uhm, I'll be right back, okay?" He said, reluctantly putting his fries down.

Dallas walked back out into the lobby, closing Esme's door behind him. He had remembered the little temptation that had scurried into his head when he and Kat had came into the hospital earlier that day. He remembered seeing someone stocking a linen closet with scrubs and patient gowns and figured he might as well raise a little hell while he was here. They weren't on the same floor, but he assumed the set up was the same.. and he was right.

The room was empty and he shut himself in and began to dig around for a pair of blue scrubs. There were white and light blue, and one pair of the darker blue in there. They were girl scrubs, but he didn't care. He quickly changed his clothes and was thankful that he had worn all white Vans. When he was done, he gathered his actual clothes into a small trash bag and waltzed out of the room like nothing was up. He walked by the nurse's desk and nabbed a spare I.D. clip where he had placed his driver's license instead and pinned it to his shirt. Dallas walked into the supply closet and grabbed a six popsicle sticks and some tape before heading back to Esme's room.

Standing outside the door, he taped the sticks over the top of his hands so that it resembled Wolverine from X-men. He took note that this shade of blue made him look like he had a nice tan and he smiled to himself as he walked in. "Miss, Russel?" Dallas started in a professional voice. He had his hands folded behind his back so she couldn't see anything. He smirked at her and then crossed them in front of his chest. "Look! I'm Dr. Wolverine."

[Esme Russel]

Esme raised a brow when she heard that Dallas had literally let out a moan over the delicious curly fries. They were definitely delicious and all but she didn't believe that they were orgasmic especially after taking a bite out of one of the chocolate peppers. Normally, like when she wasn't pregnant, she would not find this even in the slightest bit appealing to any of her senses. She typically loved sweet things like chocolate and spicy things but she hated eating peppers like she was doing now and the thought use to make her feel like she was going to be physically ill.

Be right back? Was he going to go to the bathroom to masturbate to thoughts of delicious curly fries? She shook her head in minor disgust and tried to distract herself while she waited for him to get back from doing God knows what. She ate the rest of her fries, the rest of his and a cupcake before he returned to the room.

She literally almost fell off of her bed laughing when he said that he was Dr. Wolverine and had the sticks taped to his hands. Where in the world did this boy think of these kind of things? She was almost tempted to ask but she was slightly afraid of the answer and she physically couldn't speak when she was actually laughing so hard that her face was beet red and there were tears in her eyes. She actually forgot about the cramping and the fact that she was here for a possible miscarriage for a couple of minutes while she just enjoyed the fact that her best friend in the world could make her happy even in her darkest moments.

She calmed down a couple of seconds before her doctor walked into the room. He raised a brow at Dallas's attire, was he a doctor here? "What are you doing here? Intern? Okay.. You can help me with Mrs. Russel! We got the results of your blood work back and you are definitely not having a miscarriage but you have a uti which I will prescribe something for." He smiled before looking down at the papers in front of him, "But, we have some standard questions to ask regarding your sexual life just to be on the safe side. Any vagina dryness? Pain during intercourse? Sore nipples?" She blushed and squeaked out a weak, "Yes." The doctor nodded slowly before looking to Dallas, "Okay, will you explain to Mrs. Russel how to massage her breasts to relive the pain? And get a prescription for lubricant and antibiotics?"

Esme waited until he left the room before she looked over to Dallas with a completely serious expression, "If you tell Jonathan any of what I told the doctor then I will shoot you in the face... He doesn't need to know that sex doesn't feel good right now all the time or that my boobs hurt. So just.. forget everything that you just heard!" She was really hoping he hadn't been listening.[/font]