2015-07-13 20:56
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Jo returned from having a bath making her way back to the bedroom making sure to bring the baby monitor out with her. Exiting the bathroom the cries she had heard from Jamie grew louder and hinted that he was in some sort of discomfort, a sound Jo hadn't heard since he had his first injections at six months old. Taking off her towel she quickly threw on her dressing gown before peering at Jamie, finding the little guy red faced and covered in vomit. Picking him up from the cot she took her phone from the bedside table and rung her mother, he had been grizzly when he had spent the afternoon with her and Grandpa Bobby.
Placing Jamie at the bottom of the bed, Jo took out her phone from the drawer in the bedside table and pressed it against her ear, holding it so that she could change her sons baby grow as his cries began to space out but still contained the discomfort he had been previously displaying.
"Momma, there's something wrong with Jamie." Jo cried, worried that the past was beginning to repeat itself.
Placing Jamie at the bottom of the bed, Jo took out her phone from the drawer in the bedside table and pressed it against her ear, holding it so that she could change her sons baby grow as his cries began to space out but still contained the discomfort he had been previously displaying.
"Momma, there's something wrong with Jamie." Jo cried, worried that the past was beginning to repeat itself.
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In the last six months Dean had learned more about himself then he ever thought possible and one thing for sure was, he would do everything in his power to keep his son smiling and happy and looking at him like he was the center of his universe. Of course he gladly shared that particular space with Jo.
With Jamie doing well and things settling into a routine, Dean had been doing his best to work on his relationship with Jo. He wanted to ask her to marry him but he was still too much of a chicken to do so.
He was neck deep in a Ford F-250 engine when the phone rang. His bosses voice called out saying it was for him. He answered the phone with a simple hello, but wasn't prepared for a worried sounding Ellen telling him that he should meet them at the Pediatricians office. Dean quickly spoke to his boss, passed off his work to his partner, and climbed into his prized car and drove the ten minutes to the doctors office where Jo, Jamie and Ellen currently were.
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