***Hi guys! I've decided I'm going to play a song for every chapter and since this chapter is about the love Jamie feels for Dulcie, I've chosen Blue by Beyoncé. Enjoy!!!***

Vancouver, February, 2014

Jamie's POV

This is what perfection means, the most beautiful baby I've ever seen in my entire life, and she is mine! I can't believe I help creating her. My heart is full of love for this bundle of joy. My lovely baby girl is so blond that her hair looks like the sun itself gifted her with her golden locks, her skin looks so soft and flawless, and her beautiful blue eyes... they look just like mine and they're closed right now. My baby is in deep sleep, I can see her heartbeat in the monitor that is connected to her heart. It hurts to see how many machines are connected to my tiny baby, besides the heart monitor, she has an oxygen mask connected to her little nose, a vitals monitor hooked to her tiny foot, and what breaks my heart the most, a feeding tube. Dulcie's  birth was a difficult one. Millie had a C-section because Dulcie wasn't correctly positioned for a natural birth. My baby girl was born prematurely so her lungs weren't fully developed when she came to the world. From the Amniotic Fluid, she got pneumonia and now she's treating it at the Neonatal ICU.

As soon as I arrived in Vancouver, I came to see my baby, Santiago hasn't mentioned Dulcie's state so I wouldn't be extra nervous while flying here, and for that I am grateful, my phobia and anxiousness would have gotten the best of me and I wouldn't have been able to ride the plane without having a heart attack, specially without my Macarena next to me. I can't wait to have her here, next to me. I'm trying to be strong for both Dulcie and Millie but I need Maca to be strong for me.

Millie is a warrior, she has been an amazing mom, and she's just started. Her breasts are sore for all the pumping she's doing so Dulcie can be fed with maternal milk. The nurse has told her that her milk will help Dulcie's lungs to develop faster and getting rid of the pneumonia. So that's what Millie is doing pretty much, she's pumping every two hours and drinking lots of fluids meanwhile. Santiago is being a great supporter, he's even massaging her sore breasts, something I'm not proud to know, but sometimes I swear I think Santi forgets that Millie used to be my girlfriend and that I got her pregnant, he's so comfortable with me that he tells me deeds of their private lives with graphic scenarios and it is something I'm not too thrilled to know about.

I'm looking at my baby through the glass walls of the Neonatal ICU, I have been hanging here since I entered the hospital, there are times when the nurses close the curtains but I wait right behind the wall. By now I can distinguish Dulcie's cries from the other babies' so even if the curtains are closed, I know if my baby is well or not.

A tap on my shoulder brings me back to reality.

"Hey hermano! You need to eat. Let's grab a bite, Millie is resting and Dulcie will be okay"

"I'm not so hungry, but I'll come with you, I'd love some coffee"

"Man! Macarena is a bad influence, I swear you guys only live on coffee!"

I smiled at this, he's right, ever since I started living with my love, I've started to appreciate coffee, now I know the difference between Brazilian, Costa Rican or Indonesian coffee beans, I was never so attracted to coffee, I was more of a tea guy, but whenever she makes coffee, the smell and the excitement she irradiates is just too tempting to say no to.

Santiago's phone rang as soon as we stepped out of the lift.

"Alo?" (Hello?)

"Maca! Ya llegaste a Vancouver?" (Did you arrive Vancouver?)

"WHAT???? No no no no, Macarena! NO!!!! Please tell me you didn't do that!!!"

What the hell is happening??? I reached to get the phone from Santiago, he gave me an apologetic look.

"Hum.... I'll order some coffee. Talk to her"

I placed the phone on my ear, my heart was beating so hard that it felt as if it was going to pop right out of my chest. I sighed and heard Macarena asking for Santiago. Her voice normally soothes me but  this time the nervousness in her voice just made my heart skip several beats. This is bad...... Super bad.

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Lima, February 2014

Macarena's POV

"It's going to be fine, amor! You will be fine, take this pill as soon as you take your seat in the plane and it will put you out for at least 5 hours. Then you'll stop in Dallas for a couple of hours and then you will be arriving Vancouver in the blink of an eye. I promise you will be fine. I love you! I will be there on the next plane available"

"Do you promise?"

"Of course I do, sweetheart. I wouldn't miss meeting Miss Dulcie Dornan for nothing in this world!"

Jamie circled my waist with his strong arms and lifted me a little so he can stare directly to my eyes. His eyes showed so many emotions, the main ones being love, excitement, happiness and a little bit of anxiety due to his plane ride.

"Ok love, gotta go. Please get on the next flight, my parents can go later"

"I will, now go! You're late! I love you!"

"I love you more. Hurry!"

"I will"

I kissed him senseless and he ran towards his gate, I stood there watching his athletic form and my heart skipped a beat when he turned around and flashed me his million dollars smile while waving me goodbye. I blew him a kiss and he pretended to catch it. And then he disappeared.

I walked to the airline counter and asked for the next flight, the closest one to Jamie's was leaving in nine hours so I decided to drive back to my parents' house to get all the baggage and Jim and Samina.

On my way to the car I ran into a group of paparazzi, sometimes I forget that I am quite famous in Peru. They followed me while I walked to my rental.

"Macarena, no nos vas a contar quién es tu enamorado?" (Macarena, aren't you going to tell us who your boyfriend is?)

"Gracias, chicos!" (Thank you guys!)

Ever since I got famous, that's the only phrase they get from me. I don't mind them taking pictures, I just hate it when they invent things, and this is one of the moments when I am sure tomorrow my pictures dropping Jamie at the airport will be on every paper of the country.

As soon as I get in the car my phone rang, the number was from the USA. I put the call through the blue tooth of the car and answered while leaving the airport and my love behind.

"Hello?"

"Macarena, this is Shelby Lundstrom, the executive producer of the movie 'Falling in Chicago' can you talk now?"

"Yeah, sure. Hi Shelby!"

"Hi sweetie! Listen, I know that you're vacationing right now but we need you to come to start the production ASAP"

"How soon?"

"Today"

"What????? Wait, I have some family issues and besides, I need to be in Paris for a Photo Shoot, I can't!!!"

"Macarena, I understand, I have your schedule here with me, we need you here for the first part of the production, line readings, wardrobe testing, and some other meetings, that will take a week, then we will pay for your first class ticket to Paris"

"Shelby, I really need to go to Vancouver, my niece has just born, I need to be there"

"Oh Macarena, I'm so sorry, we need to do this so the studio can give us the thumbs up for the entire budget, we are counting on you"

Shit!! I can't!! Jamie needs me, he will get upset. My heart is heavy, I can't leave Jamie in a moment like this, shit! Shit! Shit!!!!!!!!!

I pulled the car over and let out a heavy sigh, Shelby sensed my hesitation and spoke.

"Macarena, I know that you've just finished your first movie, trust me in this one, this film will reinforce your career, you don't want to be known as the girl from Fifty Shades only. You need this step in your career. Your family will always be there."

She's right, I should do this for my career, I'll ask Jamie to meet me in Paris, I'm sure he will be fine with this. I can meet Dulcie once they move to Sydney. I'm sure Millie and Santi will be fine with it.

"Ok, I need to go back to my house and then I can travel, at what time is the flight to Chicago?"

"In two hours, can you make it?"

"TWO HOURS??? I need to check in now!!!"

"Yes, this is the first flight available, the next one leaves at night, we need you now"

"Ok, I'll have to turn around, I was just leaving the airport"

"Seriously??? That's perfect!!! Thank you Macarena! I'll make up to you!!!!!

I turned around and faced my destiny. Jamie is flying to Vancouver now so it doesn't make sense for me to call him or leave a message, I'll call him later. I drove to the car rental parking lot and called my mom to tell her the news, thank God I have a carry on with me, I was hoping to get a ticket with Jamie so I could go to Vancouver with him but it didn't happen, I guess I was meant to be in Chicago and not Vancouver, I just hope that Jamie will understand this.

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Vancouver, February 2014

Jamie's POV

"Santi? Are you there?"

Her voice was trembling, she was too anxious for my liking.

"Macarena"

She gasped, I guess she wasn't planning on talking to me.

"H-hi babe, did you make it alright to Vancouver?"

"Macarena, it's been a day since I arrived, and you call me just now?? What is happening???? Why aren't you here?"

She sighed, I guess she was trying to gather her thoughts. I need to be patient and strong, I don't know what she is going to say, don't overreact Dornan!

"Jamie, amor..... when I left you at the airport, I got a phone call from the Executive Producer of my new film and she asked me to come to Chicago ASAP"

"Which you didn't, right?"

"She said it was very important..."

"Cut the bullshit Macarena! Are you or aren't you in Chicago????"

I'm praying for her to say 'No, I'm in Vancouver' or 'Turn around, I'm right behind you'. Or at least say 'yes, but I'm flying to Vancouver now' and then the words that I was afraid listening to came out of her beautiful lips.

"Yes, I am. We started production. I will only have a couple of days off to go to Paris for the photo shoot with Mario, would you meet...."

"No, I wouldn't. I- I- I have to go. My daughter needs me."

And with that I did something I've never imagined doing, I hung up the phone in her face. I grabbed my temples and massage them to relieve the headache I was starting to get.

"Hermano, here's your coffee. I'll call her later and make her come to her senses. She doesn't know about Dulcie..."

"No! Santiago, Dulcie is my daughter, and Macarena my fiancée, she should be here to support me regardless of Dulcie being sick or not"

"I understand, but..."

"No buts, Santiago. I'm asking you to let me handle this"

"Ok"

He turned around and walked away leaving me with my broken heart to mend, I love Macarena more than anything but she should have been here with me and not in Chicago, I know it's her career and that I am the one who encouraged her to take that role but I can't help to feel hurt, I need her, I need her to be strong for me, I need her to hold my hand, to hold me in her arms. I might be wrong but I need time until I speak with her again.

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