Why did I get married again?

Chapter 33

Patricia's POV

That call from Diane was really scaring me. I didn't know what she meant by all of that.

"Honey?"

"Hmm?" I snapped out of my thoughts

"You alright?" Daniel asked, holding to me tightly.

"It's just...that phone call from Diane was so strange. She said Goodbye and thanks for all I've done for her. She's realy scaring me," I say holding myself close. He hugged me and gave me a peck on the lips.

"Well, the girls and Terry were all over there to check up on her,"

"You're right, but I just don't know," I say looking down at my fingers. He picked up my chin, and our eyes met, and I gave a calm smile.

"Everything will be alright. You just focus on getting better, so I can have you with me...in bed,"

"You have one naughty imagination Mr.Franklin," I giggled.

"So do you Mrs. Franklin," he said. I smiled and leaned next to him. Arianna began to cry, and Daniel got up and grabbed her, and bounced her up and down as she sucked on her binky.

"What's the matter silly girl?"

"Tum-tum," she said.

"Does you're tummy hurt?" I asked

"No...babe, I think she's hungry," Daniel said, searching through her baby nag.

"Shoot,"

"What?"

"We're out,"  he said.

"I'm going to have to head to the store and buy some for her," he said, grabbing the car keys and his wallet.

"Baby, Why don't you take Ari. She needs to get out of this hospital room for a little, and have some time outside? I'm sure she wouldn't mind going to the park or something," I smiled at her, and her eyes lit up brightly, and she giggled.

"You like that idea don't you Angel?" Daniel said.

"Alright, we'll be back soon, ok?" he kissed my head, and picked up Ari, and carried her and her car seat out. I already missed them both. I sat there and watched some T.V. and ate my lunch, which was chicken noodle soup with some grape juice. I was happy that  everything was going alright, but I was still concerned about Diane. That conversation kept running in my head. If only I could get up and go see her.

Troy's POV

She kissed me...I looked at her with shock and we both had embarassment written all over our faces.

"I...I am so sorry,"  she said.

"I....um I think the news kind of overwhelmed me...this is so awkward," she said, walking away. I was speechless. That was very uncalled for. I hope Sheila will understand this when I tell her. Should I? Or shouldn't I...What the hell am I saying, I have to tell her. We're married, meaning we can and will work this out together. I went to my desk, adn finished up a report, then got a call for an atempted robbery, and the victim has the perp at gun point. I rushed down to the car, and drove to the scene, and entered the ouse, where an elderly woman had a 9mm in her shaking hands, pointing it at the robber.

"Ma'am. I'm Officer Jackson, I am here to help. Put the gun down," I said

"Not until you cuff that man!!" she shouted. I went over, and cuffed him, and put him in the back of the squad car. The woman was having her statement taken, and soon, we booked him, and I went home for lunch. When I got there, no one was home. I looked around, and found a note on te fridge, saying.