I still can't believe that Kenzington tried that stunt. It's been a week and here I sit wondering how she could purposely try to tear apart a happy family. "Rose,we need to take Oliver to the doctor for his checkups" Liam interrupts my thoughts. I nod and say "I made an appointment for tomorrow at four." He smiles and we take Oliver to his room. "I missed this" Liam smiles. Our son crawled on the floor and played with his toys. I nod "Liam, I think, someday we should get married." He looks shocked "What? Why?"
"Well, I know we fight alot. As much as I hate to admit it, I need you."
"Babe, you know I need you. But I don't want to rush."
"Me either. I just... I don't know. Forget I said anything."
He glances at me and pulls me close.He kisses me and holds me tight. I've never felt safer in his arms. Oliver crawls over and tugs on my leg. I look down at him "Do you want in the hug too?" He smiles and nods. Liam lets me go and I scoop Oliver up. He leans toward Liam. "Say Daddy" he asks. "Dad" Oliver says. I smile and hand our son to Liam. Liam spins Oliver around, causing him to giggle. "Liam, I'm glad you're back but I'm majorly tired" I yawn. Liam smiles and tells me to go to bed. I go to the bed and curl into a ball. I begin to feel Sleep cover me like a blanket.
I hadn't had sleep in a week. I couldn't sleep. I wanted Liam beside me. But now he's back and I can finally sleep. I dream of what our wedding would be like. Our one year old son in a suit walking down the aisle beside me. My father on the other side. But in reality they wouldn't want to attend. Liam's mother beside my maid of honor, Marie. Liam standing at the alter in a suit lookinng better than ever. I dreamt of my reception. A small one, at the community building, with friends and family.
Liam's P.O.V.
It's like Rose knew that I want to propose. Someday, I will. But I want to wait and see how this goes. If we are still together in spring, maybe in April or May, I'll propose. I've already decided where it would be. The very place I took her on a picnic. It'd be romantic. We'd go at sunset and Oliver would crawl around in the grass. When Rose would go to the car to get the basket I "forgot" I would sit Oliver down. I would give him the paper that would read 'Rose, will you marry me?' But after all our troubles, i doubt that day will come. I want it to come but she's insecure. She's afraid I'll leave her. I don't think she realizes that she's the only woman that I could ever wish for. I push the thoughts away and put Oliver in his crib. I go to the room and change into my pajama pants. When I changed I stopped for a minute and looked at Rose. Her brown hair spilled over the pillows and she lay crooked. It was obvious that she hadn't had sleep in days. The blankets were off her and she kept shivering.
I walk over and throw a fuzzy throw over her. I go to the guest room and sleep. The next day I wake to Rose shaking me awake. "Liam! Oliver has a high fever. We need to get him to the hospital now" she cries. I shoot up out of bed. She has tears streaming down her face and is holding our son. "Let's go" I say, sliding a shirt on and putting on shoes. She rushes out to the car and I follow. She straps him into the car seat and sits in the back. I drive as quickly as possible to the hospital. I drop them off at the Emergancy Room and find a parking space. I rush in and Rose is waiting in the room. The doctor was checking him out. "Well, Rose, it's a good thing you brought him when you did. If you didn't he wouldn't of made it. I'm going to prescribe him some antibiotics to take once a day" the doctor says. She nods and I pull her into a hug.
"It's okay" I whisper. He comes back and says it's been ordered and that we should get that today. "Liam, I was scared when I got up. Oliver was still asleep. He finally woke up and wouldn't quit crying. I checked his temp and knew it wasn't good. What if it wouldve been too late" she sobs.
"It's okay. He's okay. Let's not think about what would've happened if it was too late."
"Okay" she sniffles and get Oliver. She waraps him up in a tight blanket and kisses his forehead. We take him to the car and put him in his carseat. Rose sits by Oliver, refusing to leave his side. But I don't blame her. If it was up to me, I'd be back there too. We stop at the store and get the antibiotics. Rose gives him his first dose when we get home. She refuses to leave Oliver alone. "I'll be back. I'm getting a call" I say. It was Niall.
"Hey, Liam. Are we still coming to your place to watch the game?"
"You can but I've got a sick baby."
"We'll come. What happened?"
"A high temp. We took him to the hospital and they said if we were any later he would've died."
"That's serious. How's Rose holding up?"
"She refuses to be away from him."
"No scars?"
"Nope. I gotta go. See ya in a bit."
Niall says bye and hangs up. I check on Oliver. He's in his crib asleep. Rose is in the restroom. "Rose? Rose! Tell me you didn't harm yourself" I say through the door. She steps out and shows me her wrists "I didn't. He didn't get sick because of me. It's not my fault." I smile at the strong woman in front of me. "The boys want to come over to watch the game today" I say. She smiles "That's nice. We'll watch with you guys." I give her a kiss and then the doorbell rings. The boys are here.
