LizzyJackson-Davenport

"I want my husband back. I want the man that's caring and charming and that smile...I want the man that charmed me into loving him, into giving him two beautiful daughters. I want the one that showed up on my doorstep the night of my junior prom with a dozen blue tipped white roses in the pouring rain because I was sick and couldn't go. The one that spend most of the night reading to me and tucked me into bed when I fell asleep. The one that plays dress up with his daughter just to get her to laugh. The one...The man I love. I don't like fighting with him and I don't like him worrying that he's gonna lose me. I want him to apologize for taking my dream. Honestly am I hoping to high Daisy?" Lizzy asks spilling her hopes to her best friend.

"I guess it's 'cause you were so excited to get here." Lizzy says.

Lizzy pulls Daisy inside and offers her a seat on the couch after setting Amanda down in the play pen. "I need your help with something but...I'm not sure I should be asking you this." Lizzy says.

Lizzy nods. "It's really happening." Lizzy whispers.

"Can you come over?" Lizzy asks.

Soon they were home and Lizzy bounded over to Bo. "Feel it, feel it, feel it." Lizzy says like an excited puppy.

"It's nothing bad Daisy I just need your help." Lizzy says.

"Oh...ok." Lizzy says.

Lizzy sighed again and called Daisy. "Daise, I think you and I need to have a talk." Lizzy says.

"So my baby is ok then? Everything is alright?" Lizzy asks.

Lizzy picked up the picture of Freddy the stuntman on her bedside table and ran her fingers over it. "I wish you could tell me what to do Freddy." She whispered.

"But they've never felt like this. After everything I've been through I don't think they've been this strong." Lizzy says rubbing her stomach. "You're seven months along right?" Cooter asks. "26 weeks." Lizzy answers. He presses a hand against her stomach and feels a fluttering. "Baby that's not nerves." "Then what is it?" Cooter grins shooting her a quick look. "Docs call it fetal movement we call it a baby kickin'." Cooter says. "Really? I thought most felt it before now." Lizzy says.

"I asked you to leave and I appreciate it if you did what I asked." Lizzy says. Bo sighs heavily but leaves. Lizzy sits down on her bed and tries her best not to cry over her failing marriage.

"I don't know. My tummy's just not feeling to settled. Maybe it's just nerves being back home but...it's like butterflies in my stomach." Lizzy says.

"Daddy," Lizzy says half-way back as Cooter had offered to drive her having ridden down with Daisy. "I don't feel so good."

"Bo let go." Lizzy says crossly. Bo instantly backs off. "It hurts me that you don't understand. I love our girls and I always will. Nothing ever change my dedication to them. I don't ever want to hear you question that. I'm tired of feeling like you have everything and I have nothing. I feel if you could spend one day in my shoes maybe you'd understand what I'm going through but right now I'm tired of fighting, I'm tired of trying to work things out, I just need space." Lizzy says.

Lizzy goes up to her room and after packing slowly takes the elevator down to her friends and family. She slowly walks over to the group with her hand on her stomach.

"Don't you dare blame this on me. If you need me to explain it you don't get it and that's not good. Just leave." Lizzy spat.

"I just need to get my stuff and then we can leave." Lizzy says.

"No it ain't. You need to leave." Lizzy says.

"I was never gone Daisy. Not really." Lizzy says.

"I just...Never mind. This ain't working. Just leave please." Lizzy begs.

*Looks up at Chet blinking back tears* Fine I'll go. But know this it's people like you in this town that make people like me, the greenhorns and the rookies, feel so unwanted. It's not what I thought this town was like. I was just trying to help you out but it looks like your just a self-absorbed jerk who wants to wallow in self pity. Whatever, I get it. *Walks over to Hazard garage and sits down in a chair out front.*

"I don't know." Lizzy says. "Hey director, can I go home?" "Yeah, you're good." "Thank you." Lizzy nods. "Looks like I'm going now."

"Of course I'm coming home silly." Lizzy says hugging her best friend back. "I've missed you so much." "Hate to break this up but I'll send you the pictures when they're developed. Thanks for being a sport." The photographer said. "Sure." Lizzy nods.