Turnaround

Part 43

"Oh my God! Okay, Hawaii." Naomi sat at the kitchen table with wedding books, paper, calculator, and a pencil. "I have to get my dress..Everyone is going, I have to get cake. I have to-" Naomi was interrupted by Jimmy laughing. "What's so funny?"

"Babe, you're stressin' out. I thought you were gonna wear your Mom's wedding dress." Jimmy popped a grape in his mouth and put his hand on his face as he looked at his one true love. "I would love to see you in it. I don't care if you just wore pants and a shirt. You're gonna walk your ass down that aisle and say I do to me." Just then Dean came into the kitchen with Harley and refilled her bowl of water and food. "Morning, Uce."

"Morning Jimmy." Dean grabbed a muffin off of the pan that was sat on a counter. "Wedding talk? How's that goin'?"

"She's wild man." Jimmy laughed when Naomi kicked him from under the table. "No but really it's going great. We're gonna stay in Hawaii for around 3 days. So many people are coming."

"How many are we talking?"

"'Bout 150-200." Jimmy popped another grape into his mouth and sighed. "Family, family, family." He leaned over and petted Harley. She rolled onto her back and barked, she wanted a belly rub. Jimmy chuckled and rubbed her belly. "You know Dean..I'm sure Roman is getting out of rehab very soon..You guys should look at some nice houses in Hawaii."

"Hm?" Dean cocked a brow. "Hawaii? Why there?"

"Well because it's a nice place. It's always sunny and you know, sun helps with Roman's mood. Being here in Iowa, it's not that good. Hell me and Naomi are thinking about moving away to somewhere nice and sunny." Jimmy passed his grapes to Naomi and smiled. "Maybe Florida? Hell we don't know. We're gonna take our business wherever we go too. So ya know if you wanna still work for me and Jey you can just come with us when we find a spot."

"That sounds amazing, wow." Dean finished off his muffin and sighed. "Wow okay. This is all making me happy but sad. Everyone is just, leaving and moving on with life. I don't know this is crazy." Dean smiled and looked down. "Seth is gone, moved on with Randy..I'm hearing Nattie and Tyson are gonna leave too..I don't know what Dolph is gonna do."

"Yeah man. It's about that time we just leave."

After that sentence it was quiet in the kitchen. Dean honestly didn't know why he was feeling emotional about this all. He just didn't. He just knew it was time to go see Roman.

Dean came into the building and signed in. Trish gave him a visitor's pass which was new. He was checked by guards then he passed a metal detector. After that he was finally in. But Roman was there waiting for him. Nobody was in the room actually. He got up and went to the door that connected to the real place. He knocked then just decided to go in. The Ohioan bumped into Shawn and smiled. "Hey, no one was in there so I just came in here. Sorry."

"No I was just about to get you. You're allowed in here today. He's still sleeping. You should surprise him. I turned off his alarm clock on purpose." Shawn bounced slightly and nudged Dean to walk towards Roman's room. "Go, go, go." Dean nodded quickly and laughed. He made his way to Roman's room in a hurry. He wish he was told that he could actually come into the building where Roman would be active with the other patients.

When Dean made it to Roman's door he just opened it slowly. He smiled when he saw Roman with the sheets half on his body while his forearm was covering his eyes from the sun that was peeking through the blinds. Dean came in and closed the door behind him quietly then made his way over to the bed. "Romeooooo, wake up babe." Dean pouted a bit when the older man didn't budge. He took off his shoes and crawled into bed with him happily.

Roman mumbled something under his breath then fell back asleep. Dean went under the sheets and laid on top of the Samoan. Roman moved his forearm off his eyes at the extra body heat. He lifted the sheets and was attacked with kisses. "Oh my God, Dean!" The two rolled off the bed and fell onto the floor while kisses was still being planted.