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Fight Fire With Fire; James/OFC, Het, 1999
Topic Started: February 17, 2013, 12:58 pm (18,425 Views)
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“I don’t know, mom. He only asked me yesterday so we really haven’t made any plans yet” I had been on the phone to my mom for over an hour explaining how and when James proposed, what he said, what the ring looked like. James and I were meant to go to my dad’s house for dinner and to tell him about our engagement but my mom had other plans it seemed. James stood in front of me tapping his watch and shaking his head. “Listen, I have to go dad’s for dinner and I was supposed to be there half an hour ago so I’ll call you back, alright? Yes, we’ll come and visit soon…soon! Okay love you, bye!” I said quickly and hung up.

“Finally! Let’s go or your dad will be pissed”

“She wants us to go to Memphis to visit soon”

“Alright whatever but we have to go to your dad’s first” he said quickly walking towards the car.

We drove along the bay towards my dad’s house as the sun was setting and I grinned looking at the ocean.

“What are you smiling at?”

“Just that we’re getting married”

“You still want to?”

“Yeah. I just never saw myself getting married and especially not to you”

“You should probably be marrying a punk with a green Mohawk and big leather boots right?”

“Maybe, but you’ll do for now” I smiled over at him as he drove. “I hope I’ll live up to being a good wife”

“What does that mean?”

“I always thought you’d end up marrying someone like the girls who used to be backstage at the shows. You know, big boobs, perfect hair and perfect make-up”

“No thanks. I mean, they were okay for like 15 minutes or whatever but not for marriage. You’re genuine, those girls aren’t. At the first sign of a struggle, they run. And you didn’t. You were right there…and you can make an awesome sandwich so I know you’ll be a good wife” he laughed as he turned off the engine and stepped out of the car.

After I rang the bell and waited for my dad to answer the door, James stood beside me with a worried look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” I rubbed his arm.

“You think your dad will be okay with this?” he pointed to the ring on my finger.

“Yes, just relax”

I ended up using my key since my dad took so long to answer the door. When I opened the door I saw my dad on the phone and trying to fry steak at the same time. I mouthed a ‘hello’ but he just rolled his eyes so I knew it was my mom. I took over in the kitchen and let him talk to my mom upstairs.

When I had finished cooking I went to call my dad and James to the dining table. I saw them shaking hands and guessed my mom had told my dad about our engagement.

“So you guys are getting married then?” my dad asked looking at James but I answered instead.

“Yep. I take it mom told you, right?”

“Of course she did, you know what she’s like”

“That’s why we were late. She kept me on the phone for over an hour wanting every detail”

“It’s about time if you ask me anyway. Have you made any plans or are you gonna wait a while?”

“I think we’re going to wait” James finally spoke. “Just until we get the album and stuff finished, right?” he looked at me.

“Right” I confirmed.

“Sounds like a good idea. What about children? When do I get some grandkids?” my dad chuckled while James dropped his knife that clattered onto the plate. I don’t think either of us were expecting that question.

“What about them, dad?”

“Have you got plans for a family?”

“Uh…we’ll see how things go, I guess” I patted James’ knee under the table because I saw he was somewhat shaken after being asked about kids. “So, have you got any more hunting trips planned?” I tried to change the subject.

“Yeah we’ve got something planned for next month. Not sure where yet but we might go out of the country” he told me enthusiastically. I was happy my dad wasn’t turning into an old man who just sleeps in front of the tv all day.

“Cool idea”

After dinner we stayed and chatted for a while. Thankfully not about kids or wedding stuff. It gave the color in James’ face a chance to return. The conversation was mostly between my dad and James about hunting, cars and some heated discussions about sports. Even though it was my dad doing initiating the conversation and doing most of the talking.

At around 11 we headed home. The drive was much more silent than the one going to my dad’s. Even when we got to the house he went straight upstairs and into our bedroom. I decided to give him some time to himself and went to take a shower before bed. I dried my wet hair and turned off the light in the bathroom when I had finished.

James’ clothes were on the floor on his side of the bed when I went into the bedroom. He lying with his back to me as I entered the room and the lamp on my side of the room was still on.

“I’m sorry about my dad and all of his questions earlier” I said quietly getting into bed. I was glad he was still awake.

“It’s okay. You’re his only daughter and he wants what’s best for you. I get that and I’ll try my hardest to be a good husband when the time comes”

“Yeah but the whole kids part, I wasn’t prepared for that either”

“Yeah…I just realized we never talked properly about kids or what happened a while ago when he mentioned kids. Do you want kids?”

“I think it’d be cool to have our own family. Now that we’re more mature and know where we’re at in life you know?”

“I agree. And we could experience what might have been”

“Do you think about the baby a lot, James?” I was curious to know if that’s why he went so silent earlier.

“Yeah I do. Every day. It’s what I thought about most in rehab too. If we had the baby, would we have separated? It might have changed things. Don’t you think about it?”

“Of course I do. I had plans and goals for him. Like when his hair became long enough I’d style it into a little Mohawk” I laughed at the thought and James was smiling too. “But we’ve got all the time in the world for kids right?”

“Yep. Baby steps for now”
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Aww! I'm really happy her parents approve! Can't wait for more!!
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This was a very touching chapter. I love how they have both grown so much. I can't wait for the wedding and some babies! More soon please!
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Yay!! I'm so happy for them. I can't wait for the wedding either!!! :heart: :biggrin
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Please, more soon! :heart: :heart:
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Just a little bit for now, should have some more up later :heart:

“I want to play a show” James announced sitting at the kitchen table at HQ. I turned around from the counter and looked at James shocked along with everyone else.

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Kirk asked cautiously, looking to Phil then back to James.

“Yeah” James nodded.

“What kind of show though?”

“I’m not sure…a small one maybe. Surprise people y’know?”

“Well I’m sure we can work something out. I think James is right. You guys have been cooped up in here for months now without doing anything else” Bob told the people at the table.

“And what about a bass player?” Lars spoke.

“I can do it” Bob volunteered.

“I’m in” Kirk said enthusiastically.

“Let me go make a few phone calls” Bob left the table with his cell phone.

“James, can I talk to you for a second please?” I tapped him on the shoulder.

I stepped outside with James. This was the first time he’d mentioned anything about playing a show. He usually told me his plans before he’d tell the guys so that shocked me a little. Up until now we had been communicating really well. I thought it’d be the furthest thing from his mind with the album being a priority right now.

“You really want to do a show?”

“Yeah…I’m a little bored of this place now to be honest and the album is pretty much done so—“

“It’s just that you never said anything about it before” he narrowed his eyes and cocked his head to the side.

“You don’t think I can do it” he said clenching his jaw and getting defensive.

“What are you talking about?! I know you can do it, James”

“Then why don’t you want me to do it?”

“I never said I didn’t want you to!”

“I’ll show you I can do it..and do it without your help too!” he turned and stormed back inside. I was shocked by his reaction. It felt like something the ‘old James’ would have done.

I stayed out of James’ way until he had to leave. I wasn’t sure if people knew we had had an argument because we were never really together at work anyway but I preferred if they didn’t. At least James was talking his anger out on his guitar instead of everyone around him. He sat in the rehearsal room with headphones on, just shutting the world out to vent.

Later, when I got home, all I wanted to do was relax and not have any more arguments with James. I flicked through the channels and caught the end of Titanic on tv. I was in the middle of having a good cry that evening when he came home from a meeting. I sat on the couch in front of the widescreen in pajama pants and a baggy sweatshirt. I quickly wiped my face with my sleeves when I heard the door shut. His face was a mix of guilt and worry when he saw me.

“Were you crying?” he approached me.

“Yeah a bit”

“Was it because of what I said earlier?”

“No. Titanic is on” I pointed to the tv.

“Oh. Okay, can we talk?” I knew he had talked about what he had said to me at HQ at his meeting so he could come home and work things out.

“Sure”

“I’m sorry for the way I acted earlier. It wasn’t fair”

“It’s okay, James”

“I want to explain…when I said I didn’t want your help it’s not that I was throwing it in your face because I really appreciate all you do for me but…I just need to know I can do some things on my own too, you know?”

“Yeah I understand”

“Say you can’t be at a show or whatever for some reason, I don’t want to get upset by that because I know you can’t hold my hand on stage. But it just came out wrong today”

“I know you can do it on your own. I don’t doubt you” I took his hand.

“Well I’m sorry anyways” he sighed.

“Apology accepted. Did Bob manage to find you a gig?”

“Yeah he did actually. It’s in a few weeks at Kimo's. Just something small for now”

“Awesome”

“Yeah but…and don’t take this the wrong way but I don’t want you to come”

“But you’ll need help with gear and stuff”

“Zach can do that. Like I said, I want to this on my own”

“Oh. I can respect that. I just hope you don’t want to tour Europe on your own when the album is done because I could end up being very bored”

“Nah. You’ll be there for that, I promise” he smirked.

Deep down I was a little upset James didn’t want me there but I decided to let it slide. There would be plenty more opportunities to watch him perform.
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Great chapter! You write everyone and all of their emotions really well! Moooar!! :nanner: :nanner:
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That was great!
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The alarm clock buzzed in our room at 9.30am as usual on the day of the gig. James hit the alarm to stop it and I threw the covers off myself to get up.

“No, don’t get up” James told me rubbing his tired face, still sitting on the bed. “You don’t have to come to work today”

“Are you sure? What am I going to do all day then?”

“I don’t know. Go to your dad’s maybe?” he said walking to the en suite bathroom to shower.

I laid back in bed and looked out the window. It was pretty miserable out for the end of April. The sky was gray and a mist blurred out the trees outside. I rolled over and my stomach felt like it was twisting itself into knots. The cramping feeling quickly turned into nausea and I ran to the master bathroom to throw up. If this was what I thought it was, I had to keep it from James at least for today. He didn’t need me to worry about on top of his first gig back with the guys.

I brushed my teeth and cleaned myself up and walked back to bed without James noticing I had gotten up. He walked out of the bathroom to get a t shirt and pulled it over his head in front of me.

“Are you leaving already?”

“Yeah. Have to practice the set for tonight”

“Oh yeah. So what’s the plan?”

“Practice then go to the show, I guess. I should be home around midnight. You don’t have to wait up” he leaned down to kiss me and the freshly showered smell flooded my nose. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held onto him for a bit longer than usual. “Um…I gotta go, Ruth” he laughed awkwardly in my ear.

“Yeah…have a good show. Love you”

“See you tonight” he told me then left.

I waited to hear the front door click shut then his car to pull out of the drive to get up. I opened the drawer in my night stand and looked at the pack of birth control pills. I thought there was more in the pack than there should have been so I thought I may have missed a day. I showered quickly and grabbed my stuff and headed to the drugstore.

I spoke to a woman who worked there and explained that even though I was taking birth control that I felt the same way I did last time I was pregnant; nauseous and hot. She told me the best thing was to get a pregnancy test which she picked out for me.

After the drugstore I went over to my dad’s who was still cooking breakfast. The smell of pancakes cooking when I entered the kitchen almost made me hurl again.

“Hey, honey. Wasn’t expecting you. You hungry?”

“No thanks” I went to the fridge and took out orange juice and drank from the carton.

“Are you sick or something?” he asked looking at the bag from the drugstore on the table.

“No…might be pregnant though” I slumped on a chair at the table.

“Oh…James doesn’t know?”

“No. He has a gig tonight. I didn’t want to worry him”

“Right. And if you are pregnant?”

“I don’t know. We talked a bit about kids and he does want a family but it’s different when it’s actually happening. And especially after what happened last time”

“Well go take the test because you mightn’t be pregnant yet”

I paced around my old bedroom waiting for the test to give me a result. I opened my wardrobe and found my old pairs of boots and boxes full of bootleg punk CDs. I thought how much had changed since I’d met James. My hair was different, my attitude was different and things were going well. But then I started to think of the chance that he might not want this baby if I was pregnant especially after all he’s been through. Would it be too much emotional stress to handle?

Fifteen minutes later I went into the bathroom and looked at the stick. There was a pink plus sign visible now.

Pregnant.

I went back downstairs and my dad turned down the volume on the tv to get the verdict from me.

“You’re gonna be a grandpa” I said with no emotion.

“Well I’m happy about that. You don’t look so pleased”

“What if he doesn’t want it, dad?” I began to cry. “I mean, he’s been through so much and he’ll be touring soon so how are we going to raise a baby on the road?”

“I can give you all the help I can, honey. And I think you’re thinking of this the wrong way. Look at the positives instead of the negatives; you’ll have your own family. And remember how supportive James was last time? He’s even better now so I don’t see why you’re expecting a bad reaction from him”

“I don’t know. I’m gonna go home anyway. I’ll let you know what James says and do NOT tell mom yet. I can’t handle another lecture from her right now” I kissed my dad on the cheek and headed home.

I did just about nothing apart from laze around the house when I got home. At 11.30pm I went to bed and tried to think of all the good things that could come from having a baby and family on my own. But all the bad stuff kept creeping in too. Were me and James better off floating through life as a twosome?

I drifted to sleep eventually but James crawling on top of me when he came home woke me. He spread light kisses all over my face. I opened my eyes and the strong light from the lamp stung my eyes.

“How was the g-“ I couldn’t even finish my sentence before he captured my lips in a breathtaking kiss. “Wow…that good, huh?” I laughed and a huge grin was plastered all over his face as he leaned over me. “I love you but can you shower because you’re all sticky”

While he showered I rehearsed a hundred and one ways to tell him we were going to have a baby. They ranged from hinting and beating around the bush until he guessed for himself to just blurting it out.

He still wore the broad smile as he came out from the bathroom and climbed into bed beside me with his hair still slightly damp.

“So, have you still got it or what?” I teased about the show.

“It felt so good. Even for a small crowd the energy was awesome. I’d do it all again right now if I could” he was so happy. The thought of putting a downer on him killed me. “What did you do today?”

“Just went over to my dad’s like you said then came back here and chilled. Nothing special”

“Cool. We have a day off from work tomorrow too so we don’t have to be up early”

“Great! Any plans for more gigs?”

“Not yet. We’ll see what happens” he yawned and reached to turn off his lamp so we were in complete darkness.

He shifted under the covers and curled his body onto mine but when his hand rested on my stomach like it usually would I turned and sat upright on the edge of the bed.

“What the hell? Ruth?” he turned the light back on that he’d turned off just seconds ago. “I’m not going to sleep until you tell me what’s wrong, Ruth”

Tears pricked my eyes before I spoke. “Promise you won’t be mad?”

“Yes!”

“I’m pregnant” I whispered with my back to him and heard him take a deep breath.

“Um…wow”

“I’m sorry. I know you said before that you wanted to be married then maybe have a kid, I’m sorry it’s like before. It’s my fault and--”

“Sshh. Stop crying. Lie down” he gently touched my shoulder and pushed me back to lie on the bed again. “No one’s to blame here because it’s not a bad thing”

“But you said—“

“That was before alright? I do want a family with you and don’t take this the wrong way but we’re not getting any younger, right?” he said softly wiping the tears from my cheeks with the back of his fingers. “But you were taking the pill so I don’t really get how this happened”

“I forgot one day…and well, we had sex”

“Oh...we’re only human. We forget things sometimes I guess” I was surprised how calm he was about it all.

“Thanks for taking this so well. I know we hadn’t planned on it and after what happened last time”

“It’ll be different this time around, I promise. At least we have more to look forward to now, right?” his reassurance settled my nerves.

“Right” I smiled.
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Oh god!! Two updates in one day, a gig played and a baby on the way?? YAY!!!!! Can't wait for more!! :dance :dance :heart: :heart:
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Wow he's oddly calm about his. I'm really glad he took it well. I hope the baby is ok though, because of what happened last time!!!
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After I dealt with my morning sickness the following day, I brushed my teeth and went back to bed. James was still out like a light. I guessed it was the gig that wore him out. Maybe that was why he was so calm about everything yesterday; he hadn’t got the energy for an argument. I watched him sleep until he woke up himself around an hour later.

“Hi” said still with his eyes closed. “How’s my kid?” he smiled sleepily.

“Good…I think”

“Should we go to the doctor today?” he suggested, his words half muffled by talking into his pillow.

“If you want to. But I thought we were staying in bed all day?”

“Well I was thinking that we shouldn’t tell anyone until we know everything is alright. Don’t get anyone’s hopes up. If we go to the doctor today while we have a day off, no one will be suspicious you know? They won’t ask what we got up to”

“So we just let people find out for themselves when I start showing?”

“Yeah just continue working as normal”

“Alright. But my dad knows. I took the test over there but I told him not to tell my mom. You know, I still can’t believe you’re taking this so well”

“Did you expect me not to?”

“I thought you might have been pissed because we said we’d wait”

“What would me being pissed and storming out of here achieve? Not a lot. Besides, I’m happy we’re going to have a family”

We made an appointment to see the doctor for that afternoon like James suggested. I think he was pretty nervous underneath his calm and collected exterior. I knew I was. The thought of having to explain what happened the last time and relive all the bad stuff was pretty daunting also.

We arrived at a new hospital around 3pm. James decided it was best as the one we went to before held bad memories and we needed a fresh start. I sat in the waiting room filling out paperwork waiting to be called into a smaller room to talk to a doctor. James was pacing around the large waiting area on the phone to his manager.

A male doctor called me and I grabbed James’ wrist and brought him into the room with me as he said his goodbyes to his manager. I laid on a bed and told the doctor what happened previously and how I ended up pregnant again. James sat beside me holding my hand tight bobbing his knee up and down. It wasn’t easy for him to go through again.

“Alright. Let’s do a scan and we’ll check everything out” James stared the doctor down as he pulled up my t-shirt. “Heartbeat is strong and I can’t see any abnormalities here” he told us as he watched the screen on the ultrasound machine. “Ten or eleven weeks I’d say. I think you’re pregnancy will be fine but if you’re unsure of anything just give me a call” James raised an eyebrow from his seat and I felt him becoming very possessive.

I let go of his hand to pull my shirt down and sat up on the bed.

“Make sure you take care of her; no stress and no heavy lifting” he bravely shook James’ hand while James shot him a ‘what’s-that-supposed-to-mean’ look. We left the hospital with good news and a print out of the scan.

My cravings were kicking in early so we went to a traditional diner around the corner from the hospital. While we waited on our food I looked at the fuzzy picture of our baby.

“I can’t believe that doctor hit on you”

“He did not!”

“Don’t defend him, Ruth. He was pulling up your top and was like ‘call me’”

“He was doing his job, James. Like if we have a question we can call him. It’s not like he wants to take me on a date or anything” he rolled his eyes like he wasn’t convinced. “Just be glad the baby’s okay”

“I am…but we should have a lady doctor”

“There’s no pleasing you, is there?”

My cell phone began to ring in my pocket. I looked at the caller ID and it was my mom. I knew if I didn’t answer I wouldn’t hear the end of it. I apologized to James before I pressed the green button because I knew it’d be a long conversation.

“Yeah we’re having a baby…the doctor said it should be fine, mom…I was but I just forgot one day…James is fine with it. He’s happy” the waiter brought over our plates and James got stuck into his food while I entertained my mom on the phone. The cheeseburger I had been craving was screaming my name but my mom was relentless. “I don’t know yet…we haven’t talked about it….we have plenty of time; I’m not even three months yet”

And so it continued. James finished his food and helped himself to some of my fries too. He looked so bored but he knew what my mom was like.

“What? I can’t hear you. Hello?” I finally hung up. I felt exhausted after talking to her. And my burger was freezing.

“I thought you told your dad not to say anything?”

“I did but my mom has a way of getting everything out of you no matter what it is so I can’t really blame him. God, I’m starving”

“I’ll cook you something when we get home”

“Nah it’s okay, I’ll get something to take away from here”

“What? You don’t like my cooking?”

“No l love your cooking but it’s just…well, your kid doesn’t like it too much”
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Thought I'd make my lurking known - I've been following this fic for a while. I love it! Can't wait for more :horns:
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Yeah! They're having a baby again! :)
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The baby is healthy :nanner: :nanner: The part where James says " He was pulling up your top and was like ‘call me’” reminds me so much of my boyfriend, he would totally say someting like that, jokingly.
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