For now it's just you

 It was really happening. Tori still felt a little spaced out as if she might be a little drunk. Why was she like that? This was who she was. Not always..well, she didn't know how to finish that sentence and she did not want to worry Dylan.

She loved the ring. She loved moving forward. She was even on his phone plan. At the moment she was trying to figure out what to get rid of. Maybe she could leave her electric kettle and microwave behind at Megan's.  Of course, everything was fine.

Dylan took some time off to help her move. He'd gotten a car, as of late. It was a small economy car but the little black FIT was enough to carry all of her things in one trip. Maybe she didn't have that much yarn after all.

On the downside, she'd heard nothing from Frankie since she told him she was with Dylan. She felt relieved yet a little guilty. She was certain she might never see him again and felt she'd brought him out to the prairie for nothing. But then again, maybe that wasn't true. She didn't want it to be true.

Somehow, her life felt happier now and she wasn't going to let anything bring her down. It was good to hold Dylan's hand and it felt perfect to be his significant other. 

But when the text came from Melvin, it only left her in practically a heart attack mode. For a moment she thought she couldn't breathe. He'd been moved to the hospital, something about his oxygen saturation wasn't where it should be.

"What is it?" Dylan looked at her startled and he put down a box of her things on the livingroom floor. She handed over the phone and dropped to the couch.

"I'd actually forgotten all about him," she barely said.

"Maybe..maybe it's not that bad," Dylan sat next to her and put his arm around her. His hand touched her stomach.

Instantly, all Tori could think of was the notion something was living inside her and she hadn't done a thing about it.