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Hi everybody! SIX MORE DAYS! This chapter has a lot of feels, but the next one will be focusing on the rest of the Walking Dead gang, so don't worry! ;) The incidents with CrueFest and Titanic actually happened! Lol and I don't know why but I thought the "Por Una Cabeza" moment just fit in very well, so I kept it.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE WALKING DEAD FRANCHISE. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY FRANK DARABONT AND AMC (TELEVISION SERIES), ROBERT KIRKMAN AND TONY MOORE (COMIC BOOK SERIES), RESPECTIVELY. I ONLY OWN MY OWN ORIGINAL IDEAS AND CHARACTERS.
Chapter Fifty-Eight: Solace
The duo looked over to see Billy walking toward them. Carol's smile disappeared. She looked at him and felt betrayed, Billy had been the son she never had, and now it was as if she didn't even know him. Would things between them ever be patched up?
Mac nodded his head politely at him. "Billy."
"Hi, Mac." He turned to Carol. "Carol, may I have a moment alone with you? There's some things I need to clarify and you deserve an honest explanation."
She looked over at the young man, and while a little tentative, Carol found herself nodding. "Sure." Perhaps it had been long enough and it was finally time to hear him out.
Mac looked back and forth between them. "I'll give you two some privacy." He leaned in to Carol's ear. "Don't go too hard on the boy. The fact that he wants to explain himself at all proves he's got a heart." Mac gave Carol a kiss on the cheek, who blushed as he pulled away, shooting her a comforting wink and a smile before turning around and walking off. "Good seeing you, lad." He patted Billy on the back as he passed by.
"You, too." Billy walked up to Carol, suddenly feeling anxious. "Uh, hi."
"Hi." Carol folded her arms across her chest, not so much as an intimidation tactic, but more out of uncomfortable habit.
"You and Mac, huh? He seems like a nice guy." Billy laughed awkwardly. Surprisingly, this had been much easier with Delilah, so why was it so difficult now?
She nodded, noticing that Billy was almost bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Y-yes, he's a very nice man, indeed."
"That's great." He cleared his throat, finally mustering up his courage to come clean. "Listen, Carol, I've been wanting to talk to you for a while, but you were so angry at me. Rightfully so, it was one hundred percent warranted. I'd be just as mad, too. Honestly, there really is nothing I can say other than I was going through a dark time in my life. I was on triple the anti depressant dose for some time and it really morphed me into somebody I didn't even recognize, which it made it easier for Christine to lay guilt trips and manipulate me into going along with this horrible plan, which I've regretted ever since. I desperately tried to talk her out of it, but to no avail. Ever since that day, I've been a mess, my depression got even worse and I had nobody to blame but myself. I let her down, I abandoned my one and only true love, it was because of me not speaking up that she was dead, and it made me miserable. So miserable that a month after the twins were born, I actually tried to commit suicide. I didn't go through with it because if I left the twins with Christine, they'd more than likely be dead, so I set out to be the best father I could be. I still had to live with this secret and it was eating me up inside, which made me continue on the pills. I didn't stop the anti-depressants until May, a month after Jennifer died. Without her, I really was alone with that monster. Regardless, I could never shake the feeling that Delilah was actually alive, and I went looking for her. Long before we left Dallas, even in Alabama, Mississippi, and Louisiana. I couldn't reach her on the Iridium phone either, but I never stopped believing that one day our paths would cross, just like Jennifer predicted in her last breath, and I eventually did." He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I'm glad that I didn't keep driving that day in Macon, because then we never would have met. You looked like you could use somebody, a friend, and I feel that we became more than that. You really mean a lot to me, Carol, and a part of me died inside seeing your face when everything came out. I look up to you and respect you immensely, you're the first mother figure I've had in a long time. It wasn't easy for you to open up about your past to me, but you did, and I feel like I got to know the real you. You're one of the strongest women I've ever met in my life. I told you a lot, but not everything, and I should have reciprocated. I know it was wrong of me to hide the truth about what happened to Delilah, but it wasn't just you, it was hidden from everybody else, also. I don't expect to be forgiven by anybody, I don't even forgive myself, but from the bottom of my heart, I am truly, profoundly, sorry for the deception and agony I inflicted." Once he finished speaking, Billy felt relieved that he had finally been able to talk to her, even though he was unsure whether or not she believed a word he said.
Carol could tell by the expression on his face that he was being sincere, and his whole speech had been incredibly touching. What Billy had done by owning up to his untruths was something that seemed like a rarity, regardless of it being a dead world or not. She heavily exhaled and nodded. "I understand. I know what it's like, to hide a shameful secret. Forcing yourself to act like it doesn't bother you and at some point, it won't hurt as badly or be as obvious, but you'll always know and have to live with the regret. I was really angry at you. So angry, Billy. I felt ultimately betrayed, because I don't open up easily, but there was something about you that was so warm and inviting that I felt safe letting my guard down. There was also something a little damaged about you that I could never get to the bottom of, I'm almost sorry it had to happen like this. After being around Christine for the past three months and how she was acting last week, it couldn't have been all your doing. I wanted to talked to you sooner, I just needed time to process everything. Also, I didn't know if you were going to give me some bullshit excuse, but now I can tell that you're truly sorry, and I know you genuinely love Delilah, I can see it in your eyes."
"You got me, wee lassie!"
The duo glanced over to see Delilah and Mac standing by Leisure Zone playing a game of Red Hands, which Mac was losing, and Billy couldn't help but chuckle. It had always been one of Delilah's favorite games to play with his nieces and nephews.
"Are you two back together? I heard about the break up with Rick." Truth be told, it's all anybody at Jellbany was talking about.
"No. For now, we're just talking and catching up on lost time. She's in love with both of us and needs a week's time to figure out who she wants to be with. I do love her, with everything I have, and I want to spend the rest of my life proving myself, but I don't think there's a snowball's shot in hell that it will happen. "
"Why not?"
Billy looked out at the parking lot. "With something as bad as I took part in, there's no such thing as a second chance. She'll realize that and go back to Rick. It's something I'll just have to live with."
Carol could detect the despair in his voice, and it saddened her, that even he doubted that true love would be together again. She put her hand on his arm, causing him to look up at her. "I learned this the hard way, but second chances aren't false. It may take a while, but if it's meant to be, you'll get one, whether it's being with her again romantically or just being a part of her life. It looks like you already have, with both of us, more or less. If you hadn't, then we wouldn't have heard what you had to say. You made a bad decision, we all have at one point or another, but unlike a lot of people who think they're in the right, you want to redeem yourself out of pure integrity and guilt. It's not artificial, which means that you're not heartless and still have a soul. I'm glad that you approached me. Next to Daryl, you're like a son to me."
"Really? I am?"
"Yes, you are. Plus, you're easy on the eyes." Carol squeezed his arm, which made them both crack a laughing smile.
"Thanks, that means a lot to me. I love you, Carol." He pulled her in for a hug, which she accepted. Although things still felt a little tense, this discussion had left them both with a warm feeling inside, a feeling of requited love, like a mother and son would share.
"I love you, too, Billy." As they pulled away, they were both smiling.
"I should get back to Delilah, she's waiting for me. I'm making her dinner."
"That's nice. Oh, by the way, has Delilah been on TV or something before? She looks so familiar, but I can't figure out from where or what. Daryl and Mac don't know much either."
Billy nodded, a proud smile on his face. "Yes, she has. In many things, actually, but I'll tell you where you might recognize her from." He leaned in and whispered something in Carol's ear, who was wide eyed when he pulled away.
"That's her?!"
"Yep."
"I can't believe I didn't recognize her sooner, and I was actually able to watch that season."
"Surprisingly, that's been the case around here, but don't mention it to her unless she brings it up first, ok? I've noticed she's a bit reserved about her past successes."
She nodded. "I understand, my lips are sealed. Enjoy the rest of your evening."
"You too. Thanks for talking to me, I really appreciate it."
"I appreciate it, too."
They exchanged a single kiss on the cheek, just like old times.
"Good night, Carol."
"Night, Billy."
He walked off, both of them feeling a little bit better now that the air had been cleared. Billy nodded at Mac as they passed each other by.
"How'd it go?" Delilah looked up at him curiously as he approached her.
"Pretty good. Carol was very understanding in the end after she let her initial feelings be known, but we definitely resolved things."
She let out a small smile, feeling oddly hopeful and a bit triumphant. "Good, I'm glad." From what he had mentioned, Carol was now the closest thing Billy had to a mother since both Sharon and Rachelle were long gone, and Delilah felt he should at least have somebody. "Ready to go?" Surprisingly, she reached out her hand to him, which shocked her a little.
Billy nodded. "Yes, I am." He took her hand in his, the warm fuzzies filling both of them as they walked towards Inventory Range.
"Hey, while you were gone I thought of another moment to add to the list." Delilah said.
"Yeah? Which one?"
"FLIP! FLIP! FLIPADELPHIA! FLIP! FLIP! FLIPADELPHIA! FLIP! FLIP! FLIP! ADLEPHIA! YA!" He looked over at her and the both busted up laughing, nearly falling into each other.

"I take it things went well?" Mac asked upon approaching Carol, who nodded.
"Yes, they did. He's troubled, but he's sincere. I just don't know how things will work out for those two. I care about him, but Rick also means so much to me, and I know Delilah is a good person. Hurt is inevitable, but the thought of that is unpleasant." She heavily sighed, wishing there was some way for the three of them to live happily ever after, but it was impossible at this point. Mac tilted her chin up, giving her a loving smile.
"It will work itself out, I'm sure."
Carol nodded. "You're right, it will." Her sad stare disappeared, replaced by a sly grin. "So, you were going to tell me what you wear underneath a kilt…"
TEN MINUTES LATER
"Are you serious, Delilah?" Billy looked up at the second story balcony as she walked out of the control room and down the stairs, carrying an additional BOSE stereo.
"Yes, I'm sure. " She set it down on the partition in the gift shop before putting the iPhone in and scrolling through, looking for the right song as Billy walked to the center of the lobby.
"I don't think I remember how to do it anymore. Besides, we're not even in the right attire."
Delilah smirked to herself, this was Billy's typical cuteness, which had always varied from adorable to annoying. "Once you hear the music, it will come back to you. We'll make do with what we're wearing. This is pretty much a date, and with dinner comes dancing. Plus, we have time to kill until the water boils." She walked over and stood in front of him. "Are you ready?"
He nodded. "Yes, Delilah."
"Good." Delilah shrugged off her flannel and tossed it on a nearby chair before turning around and pressing a few buttons on the stereo remote control, turning the volume up.
"Won't somebody hear us?"
She shook her head. "Nope, the volume is just right." Delilah started the song, quickly putting the remote down on the table and standing in front of Billy again. The romantic string melody of "Por Una Cabeza" began to play throughout Leisure Zone. Billy wrapped his right arm around Delilah's waist, putting his hand on the middle of her back below her shoulder blades as she put her right hand on the same spot on his back, their left hands intertwining as he lead her into the basic walk and progressive link, walking backwards.
"Slow, slow. Quick, quick slow." Delilah said as they stepped to the side. "See, I told you that you'd remember. Your posture and stance is really good, too."
"Thanks." Even before meeting Delilah, Sharon had insisted that all of her boys know how to dance, like any gentleman should, so Billy wasn't completely green.
"Now, closed promenade." They began stepping backwards and to the side as they tangoed. "You know, I always wanted to dance to this song. It was always "Next time, next time", but it just never happened."
"I always think of Scent of a Woman whenever I hear this, and that makes me think of your mom."
Delilah gave him a questioning look. "My mother?"
Billy nodded. "Yes, your mom. Her younger pictures remind me of Gabrielle Anwar."
She chuckled. "Ahh, I see it. You're totally right. Ok, here's the big part." The music picked up with heavier strings accompanied by a piano. The young couple danced from side to side, stepping forward and backwards, swivels and turns. It was a spectacular sight to see, but it felt even better for them to feel. Delilah imagined they were on an actual dance floor, with Billy in a tux and her in a flowing black and white dress with a skirt that fanned out whenever she twirled. She dared to crack a smile and let out a giggle as he twirled and spun her around before bring Delilah back to him again. The heat that the tango brought out of them was palpable, sweet, and intense, and it made Delilah's mind wander.
"Whose better in bed, me or Chrissy?" Delilah crossed one foot in front of the other in front of the other again as Billy rolled his eyes.
"Delilah, do we need to discuss this?"
She bent down and extended her leg, sliding it in between his open legs with a bit of a seductive yet coy look in her eyes. "Of course, we do. What, did you think I was going to find out and not want to know?"
"No, it's not that."
"What is it then?" Delilah pressed herself to his chest before stepping out as they repeated the movements again once the song had gone back to the softer strings. "I have to know."
"We're having such a nice time, Delilah."
Although his statement was true, she became incredibly ticked off. "Excuse me for wanting to know if the whore who ruined our lives can make you cum faster than I can." They began to Colgada, leaning away from each other as the heavier strings started again before going back to the original position.
"That's all she'll ever be is a whore, darlin', a psychotic one at that. I could ask you the same thing, whose better, me or Rick?"
The earlier smile returned. "Why should I tell you? I can't really compare, there's only a ten year age difference between you and him, which means he has ten years of experience on you." Whenever the heavier section of the song picked up, their heated discussion showed greatly in their movements, which became even swifter and more passionate.
"He's old enough to be your father."
"I don't care, I find it sexy. You're both in the doghouse, buddy. Maybe I should move on from you both and start fresh." Although it was tempting, she loved them both too damn much to ever do such a thing. Delilah let go and walked off, but Billy grabbed her hand and spun her back to him, she swept her foot over his before doing the Boleo, which is a whip like swinging of the leg.
"That will never happen."
"What makes you so sure?"
Billy spun Delilah again and dipped her, both having an intensified glare in their eyes all the while. "There will never be anybody that can do to me what you can, Delilah. Never." He brought Delilah back up from the dip before putting his hands on her face, giving her an incredibly zealous kiss as the song ended. She lost herself in his taste and touch as he wrapped his tongue around hers and sucked, making her weak in the knees. He had totally stumped her at her game and threw her off guard with the kiss, which was proving to be off the charts hot. Delilah gasped for air as they separated, completely knocked for six as they stared at each other. Billy glanced at the boiler when he heard the water bubbling. "Water's ready." He walked off, leaving Delilah speechless.
No matter what went wrong between them, it was that intense undying passion that always quelled whatever problems they were having. The combination of the discussion and the kiss had definitely brought out "Dark Delilah", which made her think of "Dark Rick" and how if the two of them got together, they'd rock the universe.
I'm not over him, but that doesn't mean I can't have a little fun now.
Delilah threw her shoulders back and strutted over to Billy. Before he could even make it to the Jetboil Personal Cooking System boiler, she grabbed him by the back of the button up, slamming him against the wall and yanked his white T shirt down to smash her lips on his, pressing herself against him. Billy was shocked, but he immediately grabbed her by the hips as he returned the roughness of the kiss. When she pulled away, they were simultaneously panting. He couldn't tell by the glint in her eyes if she wanted things to go further or not. Once Delilah got her breathing back, she put her hand on Billy's cheek. "You both make me scream. You both take my breath away, you both make my heart skip a beat, I am equally crazy about both of you. For that and other reasons, it's why this is the most difficult decision of my life." She sadly smiled and walked off, leaving him speechless.

"This looks awesome, thanks so much." Delilah smiled at Billy as they sat down to eat. They were having macaroni and cheese with Parmesan cheese, which had always been a special splurge of Delilah's, and apple juice.
"Well, I know it's not five star, but it's the best I could do with what we've got." Billy smiled as they began sprinkling the Parmesan on their pasta. Things had calmed down since their heated moment earlier, and now they just wanted to relax, even though their minds were clouded with nostalgic passion.
"It's wonderful, I love it, Billy. "White Trash Mac n' Cheese"." Delilah took a bite and smiled. "Mmm, I could eat this forever."
"I know, I never got why you called it "White Trash Mac n' Cheese" though. Why not "Triple Mac n Cheese"?"
"It's because I just pictured slobs in trailers eating it like this, but it doesn't mean it's not bomb to eat." She looked over at him as an interesting thought came to her. "You know, for as crazy about each other as we were, sometimes I couldn't help but wonder why were we even together in the first place? We were so different. We are so different."
Billy finished chewing and gave her an odd look. "What? No way, you're nuts."
"Yes, we were. Let's start with sports. I'm a die hard Giants fan, both San Francisco and New York, while you're a fan of the Dallas Cowboys and the Los Angeles Dodgers, the rival teams. Eww." Delilah made a face and couldn't help but smirk as he shrugged, she could tell he was trying not to laugh at her.
"They're great teams."
"Yeah, well, my San Francisco Giants have won just as many World Series as your shitty Dodgers. Remember what a blast we had at the 2010 World Series? I still can't believe your dad and Papie got us tickets."
"Papie knew everybody."
"Yeah, he was the best. I miss him."
"Me, too."
There was a bit of a silence as they thought back on Bill Sr., the cowboy with a larger than life zest. He always had a zinger and an anecdote for whenever something happened, and he always knew how to brighten up any situation while being optimistic. They weren't just thinking about him, but all the Steversons.
Delilah put her hand on Billy's in an act of comfort, causing him to look up into her beautiful eyes."Maybe we'll find them some day. After you and I found each other again, anything is possible, right?" She offered him a hopeful smile, to which he nodded.
"I hope so." Billy gripped Delilah's hand before releasing. "Let's not forget about the parade back in San Francisco."
Delilah smirked. "Now that was a blast. I still remember the contact high I got from all the pot in the air."
"Even the mayor was stoned out of his skull, quoting Jerry Garcia, but your mom was hilarious, jumping in the parade and actually getting in Lincecum's car." They both started laughing, holding onto their sides, laughing so hard that they had tears in their eyes, it finally subsided minutes later.
"My mom is a crack up." Sadness once again draped the dinner, thinking back on Rachelle. "Were you really not able to get ahold of her?"
Billy nodded, forlorn. "Yes. I tried everything, but I haven't tried recently. What about you?"
She shook her head. "No, I couldn't bring myself to tell her. That and I turned my Iridium phone off after everything happened, so even if she did try to get ahold of me, I wouldn't know, but I know she's alive."
"We should call her, maybe now you'll be able to establish a connection."
"Definitely. Not now, but soon." Delilah had wanted to contact Rachelle numerous times, but because of everything that had gone down, in her mind, it demoted her to being weak. She had to force that out of her head, Rachelle wouldn't place the blame on her at all.
Billy tried to alleviate the despair. "So that's it, sports were what made us too different? What about movies?"
"What about them? I have the best taste in movies."
He couldn't hide the smirk this time as he rolled his eyes. "Yeah, remind me again how many times I sat through Titanic?"
Delilah scoffed. "You're the only person that doesn't like that movie! That's what kind of drew me to you, you looked a bit like Leonardo DiCaprio."
"More than I look like Chace Crawford?"
"Nah, you look like Chace more than you look like Leo, this was before Gossip Girl though, but come on. The movie has bitchen special effects."
"True, but it's like the international tearjerker for girls. You, my sisters, Jennifer. You've seen that movie probably a thousand times, you know what's going to happen!"
She laughed. "It's because every time we hope that Jack lives at the end, and it's been proven more than once that he could have."
"You're right. I remember it was the two of us with Jennifer, Kayla, and Tommy when they re-released it in 3-D. The three of you were crying buckets, Tommy and I couldn't stop laughing at the guy two rows down getting a blowjob."
Delilah covered her mouth as she laughed. "Oh, my gosh, I remember! Jennifer got annoyed and started throwing popcorn, but that didn't stop them! She was such a crazy one, definitely more of a wild child than me."
He raised an eyebrow. "More than you? You were both pretty equal to me, remember when the band was in the opening line up at the first Crue Fest back in 2008?"
"She got on the Tit-E Cam! I didn't, regardless of the constant pleads from everybody, including Tommy Lee. That was another outrageous adventure. I still can't believe I let you all do body shots off of me." She shook her head with a smirk on her face. "Crazy girl, I was."
"Crazy and hot, it's why they wanted to do body shots off of you. I'm just glad you didn't take your top off like Jennifer did." They chuckled at how she would go into "Jennie J", her party girl alter ego.
"God damn this apocalypse, Billy." Delilah said out of nowhere. "We've lost so much, will things ever go back to the way they once were?" She put her head in her hand with her elbow propped up, looking down.
He heavily sighed. "I don't know, Chickpea. I hope so, but no matter what," Billy grabbed her hand, looking into her eyes. "I will never leave you again, I promise."
She squeezed his hand. "A part of me believes that, and someday, all of me will, too."

"What were we even laughing about?"
"I have no idea."
Billy and Delilah started laughing again as they climbed the last flight of stairs, but not too loudly. It had been an enjoyable evening all in all, exactly what they both needed after the hellish week. It was a rare few hours of peace before going back to the world as they now knew it. For those few hours, there was no love triangles or twins or apocalypse, it had been the two of them. Delilah looked at Billy when they reached the door, both of them had a small smile on their faces, not noticing her hand in his.
"I had a really nice time, Billy." She wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him an affectionate hug.
"Me too, Delilah."
Billy looked down on Delilah in his embrace, they were feeling shy, but he didn't think twice about leaning down and giving her a sweet kiss. Delilah reciprocated, putting her hands on his face and through his hair. When they pulled away, both of their cheeks were tinted red.
"Good night." Delilah said, sort of giggling. She felt like an idiot, but it still reminded her of how things used to be.
Billy smiled at how cute she was. "Good night, gorgeous."
Delilah watched him walk down the stairs and felt an impulse rising up. "Billy, wait."
He turned around when he got to the fourth floor. "Yes, Delilah?"
"Uh, well." She began smoothing out her long locks of hair, an anxious habit she had developed over the years. "I was wondering, if you wanted to, you know, with me, uh…?"
"Spend the night?" Billy filled in the blanks for her.
"Yeah!" Delilah let out an awkward laugh. "Yes, that's what I was trying to ask."
"I'd love to."
She smiled. "Ok, cool. Just do whatever you need to do and I'll be waiting."
"Alright, no problem."
"See you in a few minutes." Delilah turned around and walked through the door, leaving a smiling Billy by himself.
FIVE MINUTES LATER
Billy arrived on the fifth floor, washed and ready. Just as he was about to head to Delilah's room, he heard the sound of a door opening and voices talking. Not wanting to further raise speculation, Billy hid behind the rounded secretary's desk adjacent to the elevator, except curiosity got the best of him, and he peered over the side of the desk. A heavyset blonde walked out the door.
"Thanks for everything. It's been so long since somebody actually took the time out of their lives for me."
Billy immediately recognized Christine, but who walked out next was the last person he was ever expecting.
"Well, your initial approach was all wrong, but once you opened up, it was a lot easier to get inside the real you. " Rick said as he stood in the doorway.
RICK WAS WITH CHRISTINE?! WHAT THE HELL?! I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE DID IT AGAIN! FIRST SHE TAKES ME AWAY FROM DELILAH, AND NOW SHE'S TRYING TO SWOOP IN AND TAKE RICK!
Christine nodded, looking down on the floor. "Yeah, I agree. I regret not doing it sooner, I would have been a lot happier. I guess now it's all a matter of sticking to it, right?" She looked up at him, her gloomy eyes held the slightest glimmer of hope.
"Absolutely, but you have to remember to put others before yourself."
"Do you think Delilah will forgive me?"
Rick shook his head. "Not a chance in hell, Christine. Maybe if you're lucky, she'll hear you out. If she was able to hear Billy, I guess that means she'll listen to you as well." He heavily sighed, missing Delilah so much already. Her laugh, her smile, her presence in general was what he craved most of all. I have to talk to her. Tomorrow, when she's had the night to calm down. She was so distraught earlier...
"I certainly hope so. You're a good man, Rick Grimes, don't ever forget it. You see people for who they really are, even when they refuse to see it for themselves." She took both of his hands in hers. "Thank you again, and I wish you luck with my sister. Good night, Rick." Christine gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek and walked off, feeling better about the future.
"Good night." Rick had listened to Christine's sob story for almost five hours, but he was optimistic that he actually scared her straight. "Only time will tell." He said aloud to nobody in particular and closed the door, completely unaware that Billy had been listening the whole time.
Even after Christine left and Rick went back into his room, Billy sat on the floor underneath the desk, in total shock and disgust, further realizing what a cunning monster Christine was. "That bitch will get hers, one way or the other."

Delilah didn't know what was taking Billy so long, but she was secretly grateful. It had given her additional time to find a suitable sleeping outfit, finally deciding on a fitted mint green tank top and cream colored pajama pants with rainbow polka dots. Although they had had numerous sleepovers in the past, this one was particularly hyped, since they hadn't had one in almost two years. Delilah was worried she had jumped the gun by asking him so quickly, but she didn't want to be alone tonight. A knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts, and she forced herself to take a deep breath. "Relax, girl. It's going to be fine. Everything will be ok in the end, just like that quote. If it's not ok, then it's not the end." Delilah answered the door and burst into a huge smile at the sight in front of her.
"Can you say "Hi"?" Billy was crouched down on the ground, Santino and Serena were standing up. The twins were fully awake, wearing blue and pink footie pajamas, respectively, and had wide smiles on their faces.
"Hi."
"Hi."
"Hi."
"Hi."
The twins then erupted into a fit of baby laughter in the midst of their babbling.
Delilah silently giggled, her smile impossibly broadening. Even though they would never be her children with Billy, Delilah adored them as if they were, it had definitely been love at first sight. "Hello there, my little cutie pies."
Santino raised his arms, opening and closing his hands at Delilah. "Up, up, up. I want uppy"
"You got it, handsome." Delilah picked up the baby and placed him on her hip while Santino nuzzled her chest, placing his hands on her boobs, causing her to gasp before Billy joined her in the laughter. "Looks like he's already inherited Daddy's taste in breasts."
The little incident caused them both to blush. "Yeah, I guess you can say that. No matter what age, your boobs are irresistible."
Delilah rolled her eyes, still laughing. "Very funny."
Serena started tugging on Billy's jeans. "Da-da, daddy, want uppy, too."
Billy swooped her up in the air, holding her out as she giggled. "Daddy's got you, baby girl." He looked over at Delilah. "Can you watch them while I get the-"
She cut him off, shaking her head. "I was actually going to tell you to bring them, I did some "shopping" earlier in the week." Delilah handed Santino to him and walked over to the utility closet. Billy smiled as he watched her wheel out a portable Disney Baby Playard in black, white, red, and pink adorned with Mickey and Minnie Mouse all over, including a Mickey and Minnie Mouse mobile hanging over the crib.
"Where and when?"
"I told you, earlier in the week. I didn't know if you got anything." Delilah wheeled in the Playard as Billy closed the door. "It will fit both of them." She took Santino out of Billy's arms and set him inside while he set Serena down. Both babies were still babbling as Delilah handed them Mickey and Minnie Mouse dolls that were in the crib before turning the mobile on, the "Mickey Mouse Club" theme tune started playing. "M-I-C, K-E-Y, M-O-U-S-E!" She smiled as she watched them, feeling Billy wrap his arms around her from behind and his chin rest on her shoulder. "Good night, tiny prince and princess. Have happy dreams of Disneyland in your mind." The music from the mobile worked, because they had fallen asleep almost instantly. "They're so darling, you know that? I really do love them." While it killed her that their dream had been stolen, Delilah forced those feelings away. No matter what, Santino and Serena were her family, she would love and protect them forever.
Hearing this devastated Billy, admiring her strength for being able to love the twins, but it didn't decrease the pain between them. He pulled her tighter to his chest. "I know. Baby, I'm so sorry they're not ours."
Delilah turned around in Billy's hold, she could feel the pain. "Billy, even if we get back together, we can't have children."
He gave her a weird look. "Why not? We always said we'd have the best kids."
"Because if we did, they'd be sibling-cousins with the twins. That's all kinds of weird." They both looked at each other and smirked.
"Well, if it's meant to be, we'll figure it out."
She nodded. "Sure." She liked Billy's optimism, but it certainly complicated things. One man wanted a fresh start and security of their future, the other didn't even know what their future held. It was going to be a very loooong week.
Delilah got into bed, watching as Billy stripped down to his black Calvins and joined her. They were both enveloped with a familiar tenderness as they whispered and kissed into the night, falling asleep after making love for the second time. Billy didn't dare tell Delilah about what he saw with Rick and Christine, he didn't want to upset her any more than she already was, but it would not get off of his mind, and it made him worry. Worry that Christine would strike again and that Rick would be with her in retaliation of Delilah, but Rick didn't seem like he'd go down easily. As Billy drifted off to sleep, he decided he should approach Rick in the morning, letting him know that there were no hard feelings between them and that Delilah would pick who was best for her.
WOW, BILLY CERTAINLY SAW A LOT! WILL HE RAT RICK OUT TO DELILAH OR JUST TALK TO HIM? DELILAH HAS A VERY TOUGH CHOICE TO MAKE! ALSO, WHAT DO YOU THINK CAROL RECOGNIZED DELILAH FROM? CHAPTER FIFTY NINE WILL BE COMING SOON!
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