See part 1 for disclaimers
It had been nearly two hours since they had taken Michael in for surgery. I tried to sit down a few times, but I just couldnít sit there quietly awaiting news. So, I got up and started to walk around the small waiting room. Toby had stayed with me. It didnít surprise me, after all Michael is his son too. He sat in a chair quietly watching me as I paced the floor in the small waiting room.
"You should sit down." He said.
"No you are not." He said holding a hand out to me.
"Why are you being so nice to me?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"I kept him from you, I even tried to deny that he was your son when you confronted me about it. So why are you being nice to me?"
"Right now that doesnít matter."
"If you say so."
CJ had grown quiet after I had gotten her to sit down. Finally I was unable to stand the direction in which my thoughts were going, so I decided to talk to her.
"What was Michael like as a baby?" I asked breaking the silence in the room.
"He was very quiet. He didnít cry a lot." She said. "And I know what you are trying to do?"
"What am I trying to do?"
"Youíre trying to take my mind off of this by asking me these questions."
"Youíre probably right." I said.
"I know I am and itís working. What else do you want to know?"
I thought for a moment before answering her. "Was the pregnancy a rough one?"
"In the beginning it was a little rough because of the car wreck. And then facing what Josh had told me that you had said."
"If I hadnít said that what would you have done?"
"I really donít know. I felt that statement took the decision out of my hands so I donít know what I would have done." She said quietly.
"You know that you look very tired." I said.
"Yeah I am tired." She said.
"You should try to sleep." I suggested.
"I donít think I could sleep."
"You should at least try to rest some." I said and tentatively put my arm around her. When she didnít resist, I laid her head in my lap.
"You used to do this on Air Force One when we were married." CJ whispered.
"Yeah, I know." I said and started to stroke her hair.
"Youíre confusing me you know."
"Youíre acting like you did when we were married, and as soon as Michael is out of the hospital weíll be at each others throats."
"I donít mean to confuse you."
"I know that, but itís still true." CJ said and reached for my other hand.
Toby had been correct when he said Michael would be fine. He came through the surgery well, and I was able to go into his room to see him a little later. He was asleep and I only stayed for a few minutes. When I walked back into the hallway, Toby was still standing there.
"You didn't have to stay." I said to him
"Yes, I did. How is he?"
"Sleeping. The nurse said he would probably sleep through the night." I replied.
"Do you need anything?" Toby asked.
"I don't know. Could you take me home to pick up some things?"
"Yes. Have you eaten anything today?"
"No, I don't know if I could anyway."
"You need to. I'll take you to get something to eat while we are gone."
I still find it unbelievable that Toby does not hate me, or at least he says he doesn't. If I were him I know I would hate me. It's been two days since Michael's surgery. He is doing very well, and the doctor's say that if all goes well I can take him home tomorrow. I haven't see Toby since the first night Michael was in the hospital.
"Senator Cregg." One of the nurses said to me as I was walking to Michael's room.
"Yes, Naina." I said I had come to know the nurses very well in the last seventy-two hours.
"He is doing very well tonight." Naina said.
"That's great. Hopefully I can take him home tomorrow."
"Yes. Your friend is in there with Michael."
"Your friend who stayed with you the night Michael was brought in."
"Oh, thank you." I said and went towards Michael's room. Wondering what Toby was doing there and what he had told Michael.
What I saw as I stood outside of Michael's room, was shocking to me. And it was probably the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. Toby was sitting on the stool next to Michael's bed reading a book to him. It was really a touching scene for me, seeing my son and his father together for the first time. It was a scene that I didn't want to interrupt so I left.
As I was walking through the hospital corridor, I ran into Josh.
"Hey, CJ. How is Michael?"
"He's doing better. I might get to take him home tomorrow." I replied.
"That's great. So why is it you look so upset?"
"Toby is in there with him right now."
"And that is a problem how?"
It was only then that I realized that Josh did not know about Michael's parentage. "Why don't we go into the lounge and talk." I said.
"Okay." Josh said and we walked into the lounge.
"There is a lot of this you don't know about."
"Okay, if you want to start telling." Josh said.
"Paul was not Michael's father."
"What?? Then who...oh CJ, it can't be."
"Yeah, he is Toby's son."
"And you haven't told Toby this?" Josh asked.
"Well, I didn't have to, he figured it out."
"That explains a lot."
"Yeah it does."
"So what are you guys going to do?"
"I don't know. We were just starting to discuss it when this happened. Now I don't know what will happen."
"What do you hope will happen?"
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Do you want you and Toby to get back together?"
"I don't know."
CJ was finally able to take Michael home three days after his surgery. As far as I know, CJ has no idea that I went to see Michael in the hospital.
"Do you have a minute Toby?" Josh asks.
"Okay." Josh said.
"What do you need?" I asked.
"I had an interesting conversation with CJ a couple of days ago."
"You, her, Michael."
"She told you?"
"How much did you tell her?"
"What do you mean?" Josh asks.
"Did you tell her what I told you when you told me she was pregnant?"
"No, not yet."
"If you try something I will tell her."
"What would I try?"
"Toby I know you have to be pissed as hell with her. Look, just don't do something you'll regret later." Josh said and left.
Michael was able to come home a few days ago. The recovery time for a child is amazing, looking at him now, it is hard to believe he was ever sick. Still I feel like I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop. I don't know what, if anything Toby is going to do.
"Hello, Josh." I said as he came into the room.
"Hello, Claudia Jean. How is Michael doing?"
"He's fine. It's amazing, you can hardly tell he was sick."
"Yeah it is." I agreed.
"So have you heard anything from Toby?"
"No, I haven't and that scares the hell out of me."
"What do you think he will do?"
"I don't know, Josh. I know what I'm afraid he will do."
"And that would be?"
"File for custody."
to be continued....