Second Chance

Doctor's Appointment

She's been really clingy since she woke up screaming a few days ago. I'm worried something has happened to her. She's not sleeping well and doesn't like to be left alone for any amount of time. I have no idea what happened. I think she's starting to remember what happened before. Maybe even the night of the explosion. Whatever the reason she's not been a happy baby. And It breaks my heart.

Dylan wants us to wait until we see the doctor today before doing anything other than keeping her with us like we have been. I was at this point after 12 hours of her freaking out the first day. I'm glad that Dylan got an appointment with one of Scott's co-workers instead of with Scott. Not that Scott's a bad doctor. He's a great doctor. He really is, I just don't want every one of Brooklyn's appointment to turn into the Dylan and Scott hour. They might say it won't be, but those two can't be in the same room without it happening. Don't get me wrong. I like Scott and love that my husband has a best friend that's like a brother to him. I just want Brooklyn's doctor to be focused on her.

Brooklyn's appointment is in a few hours. She's napping right now. Well tossing and turning trying to sleep is more accurate. I'm about to get her up and dressed for her appointment when my phone rings. It's Dylan.

"Hey babe. I'm running a little late. I'm sorry. I know you wanted me there before you guys left but I can't make it in time."

"What happened? Are you okay?" He sounds fine but you never can be too sure.

"Yes babe. I'm fine. It's just traffic. Promise. I'm going to meet you guys there."

"Not sure I like that idea. What happened?"

"It's just traffic. I'm fine. Not an accident, just normal traffic."

"There's always traffic at this time of day. Why didn't you take that into account and leave earlier?" He's always forgetting to plan ahead.

"I was going to leave with enough time to make it home. I got distracted in the record room is all. I'll meet you there."

"Okay. Be safe. I love you." I know my voice it tight but I'm not fond of him not being here like he was suppose to be.

"Love you babe. Give Brooke a kiss for me. Bye."

I'm not sure how I feel about him not being here. That's a lie down know how to feel. I'm pissed. I understand traffic can be bad but something feels off. Maybe it's just because Brooklyn's been clingy. I might just be on edge. Whatever the reason I want both of them with me.

I head upstairs to wake up Brooklyn. She's crying quietly into her wolf. My heart breaks everytime she cries. I hate seeing her in tears. It makes me feel like I've failed her. I bend down to scoop her up.

"Aww. Little one it's okay. I've got you. Shhh." I rock her while keeping her tight to my chest. "Let's get you changed and dressed. Shhh. It's okay. Papa's got you." I lay her down on the changing table and start to unsnap her onesie. I left her in the one that still had some of her breakfast on it for nap time. She starts to cry even louder now.

All I can do is rush through the diaper change and get her dressed for her appointment. I put her in a long sleeved pink dress that has hearts on it and a pair of black tights and pink socks. I find her sneakers. They're a black and sparkly version of Chucks. After I get her dressed I wipe off her face and nose. Once I pick her up again the crying stops. I have to keep her seated in my lap to do her hair. It's harder this way but she doesn't want me to put her down so I won't. I just pull it back into a simple ponytail.

"Okay little one. Let's get your diaper bag packed. Then we're going to see your doctor."

"NO!" She screams it and buries her face in my chest.