@Ravenbelle
Rick made his way into the bedroom to Laurel where she was making the bed. There weren't a lot of things that Rick was letting Laurel do by herself. Maybe he was being a bit over-cautious from time to time, but Rick was not willing to take any chances. For the most part Laurel was okay with Rick stepping in, but there were those moments that Laurel was very quick to point out a couple of things to rick. One she was pregnant not crippled, and two women had been having babies since the dawn of time and no one ever got hurt making a bed.
Rick smiled at Laurel as she made the bed and nodded remembering the "discussion" they had on this subject a few days ago. As she was working on it Rick walked up behind Laurel put his arms around her and said,
"I am so happy that you're mine," as he moved his hands down to her abdomen he said, "
and that you young lady are ours." He kissed the side of Laurel's neck and said, "
You are such a wonderful woman Laurel."
As he was doing this Rick felt a sense of calm and peace and he was determined to ride the wave for as long as he could. The reconnecting with Laurel was always a highlight of the weekend for Rick. The stress of dealing with working at "The Dragon's Pit" a lot more than he wanted to be working, worrying about Laurel, and dealing with Sylvia was melting away. Although in the back of his mind Rick guessed that his father called Sylvia, and they probably had a "discussion" much like Laurel and Rick did a few days ago. Sylvia and Allen probably didn't hold onto each other when it was over while professing their love for each other was also Rick's guess.
Rick stepped away into the bathroom where he brushed his teeth and did the other morning rituals. Including shaving which would surprise Laurel because on his days off Rick usually bypassed shaving. He stepped out of the bathroom and said, "
I wish it noted that yes I shaved today, and no it's not because I hit my head or something."
He smiled at Laurel and got out his clothes for the day. Which included a pair of blue jeans, his black and blue Nikes, and his favorite "Batman" t-shirt. Rick was somewhat of geek/nerd and if it wasn't for the fact he was 6'2" and built he might've caught a lot of flak from others. The dark gray t-shirt had been Rick's since his freshman year in college, and he was proud he could still fit into it. Though Laurel would give him a head shaking look whenever the subject of him being buried in it was brought up. Rick said,
"It's the weekend I don't have to dress to impress I can just be me, and besides this shirt is a classic. I was wearing it the first day I saw you in Miss Jeanette's writing course. So there is the sentimental value…" Rick shrugged his shoulders and said,
"Okay yeah I still get a kick out of wearing it."
Rick put on his leather jacket and said,
"Ready when you oh one more thing." Rick pulled out his cell phone and showed it to Laurel. He walked over to his night stand and put it in the drawer. He looked at Laurel and said, "
I am completely yours today. Anyone really wants to talk to me they can leave a voice mail."
Rick walked back over to Laurel who had finished making the bed and presented his right arm. He said, "
It's time for us to depart my dear." As they started to walk away Rick said,
"Please just remind me when I start freaking out about where my phone is that it's not lost or stolen."