Found Her

Rules

"No! No! Come back, Cathy! Catherineeeee!" I am tired of running around the little girl all over the house because she doesn't want to have a bath. The moron is sitting on the couch like a king and reading some s**t. He is enjoying my agony.

"Can't you for once help?" I stand in front of him, demanding attention. "We will be late!"

"Cathy.." He calls for her.

She comes to the living room from wherever she was hiding.

"Yes, sir."

"Go, have a bath baby."

She huffs and pouts but makes grabby hands for me to pick her up.

"Thank you. You could have done that earlier."

He smirks and goes back to his book.

Cathy has been with us for a week now and she has settled well. She is scared of Carl but apart from that, she is fine. I am working on the room to make it the way she would like it and it's safe to say she is enjoying and happy.

No ones looking for her. We spoke to Fred. Such a jerk for a daddy she had. She has no other relatives that we know of. She doesn't like to talk much about her past so we are not forcing it on her.

I give her a bath and put her into some new clothes of hers. She got like boxes of stuff that Carl got her online. She was happy.. but not to taken by the things. She still keeps her teddy close and Carl hates that thing but he lets her keep it cos it's obviously her comfort thingie.

"We going somewhere, daddy?" She asks me when I make her wear socks.

"Umm.. Yes.. "

We haven't gone outside once with Catherine ever since she has been here the past week. We want to take her to the Doctor today. Carl and I got into a bit of a tiff last night but obviously, he is the voice of reason in both our lives. He said that we have to make sure that she is healthy and all if she is staying with us, alright, which might not be because her ex daddy sure didn't take care of her. And then he got us a last minute appointment. He can be cool like that.

"Where? You not sending me back, are you?"

"No baby girl! Why would you think that? You belong right with us, we will never let you go. Unless you want to Ofcourse." I kiss her forehead and hug her. She hugs me back.

"Where then?"

"To the doctors." And I was expecting tears and protests but got none.

She said okay and smiled. Whaaat??

Okay cool. Guess it's my lucky day.

I take her downstairs and Carl is over a work call. I leave Cathy in the living room with him and go to collect her bag.

By the time I come back Carl is done. I grab her teddy too and Carl smiles at me. Yeah yeah. I know I am too good.

"How did she not take that?" He asks.

"Umm.. I don't know? She seems happy to be going to the Docs." We are in the car on our way. Cathy looks good to go.

"She is? Cathy you happy baby?" He asks.

"Yes sir, it's good to be outside." She is looking out of the window.

"When did you last go for a checkup baby?" He asks.

"huh?"

"To the doctors?"

"I haven't ever been to the doctors."

I stare at Carl.

"that figures." He mutters.

What a moron for a daddy she had. Really. I suddenly mentally double check that I have everything that she might need in the bag with me. Carl looks relaxed like he does this for a living. Taking littles to doctors. I roll my eyes and feverently hope that we have a good day today.