Prodigal Son; Malcolm Bright

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After that we were about 90% ready for her arrival. That is until Malcolm missed another parenting class, which took us back down to about 85%. I walked into the precinct where he was in the meeting room talking with Gil. Their conversation cut off when I entered the room.

Celine: Malcolm I'm only going to say this once.

I walked slowly around the table, letting my hand slide across one of the manila folders. I grabbed it and began hitting Malcolm with it.

Celine: If I have to go to another parenting class alone I am going to kill you!

Malcolm: Okay, okay, stop!

I went to hit him again, but Gil grabbed the folder out of my hands. I sat down in a chair to calm myself down.

Gil: You two need to talk, Bright if you need help just scream

He exited the room and Malcolm looked a little disheveled, pieces of his hair had come out of place.

Celine: What's your excuse this time?

Malcolm: Gil and I were talking about a case and time got away from me-

Celine: There's another class tomorrow at 4 pm, it is in your best interest to be there Bright

I stood up and walked away from him. The next day it was 3:55 and Malcolm was still not here. 'I am literally going to kill him' I thought to myself. 'Screw it, I'm not sitting through another one of these alone' and as soon as I stood up Malcolm came flying through the window. He glanced up seeing me and gave me a slight smile.

Malcolm: Looks like I'm right on time

A fairly large man stepped through the window walking towards Malcolm and I grabbed one of the fake umbilical cords and wrapped it around his neck. I kicked him in the back of the knee and dragged him to a sturdy enough pole, tying the cord onto it.

Celine: I recommend you don't move too much

He tried to sit up which resulted in him choking and he returned to the original position. I climbed back in through the window where Malcolm had pulled himself to his feet.

Malcolm: I think we should find another class to go too

Celine: Yea me too, come on

He leaned on me, but you could tell he was still carrying most of his own weight. After back up got there I stood there while the paramedics checked him out.

Paramedic: How'd you drag that guy out of there?

Malcolm: Oh, she's really strong. Trust me I know

I chuckled at him and grabbed his hand causing him to give me a small smile. It was at that moment I realized how perfect he really was. Of course, he was human, so he had his fair share of damage just like the rest of us, but to me that's what made him so perfect.

Celine: Quick question am I getting fat?

Paramedic: Don't answer that

Celine: Seriously though, I was eating a bag of gummy bears and JT-

Malcolm: No, you're not fat Celine. You're the most gorgeous pregnant woman I know

Celine: I'm the only one you know. You could be-

Malcolm: I'm not lying. You'd know if I was

Paramedic: Good answer

I smiled at him; see what I mean? He's perfect