Taking Flight
Author: Fonz's-Girl Rating: PG Pairing: Joanie and Fonzie (sort of) Disclaimers: I do not own "Happy Days" under any means.
"I think the ballerina killed him," Marion said as she played close attention to the TV.
"Marion, that's impossible, she's too fragile" Howard said from the kitchen as he grabbed some chips and soda.
"I don't know Mr. C, the small ones are always the most feistiest" Fonz said, a smile on his face. " I remember this chick." Fonz was cut short by a frantic knock on the front door.
Howard rushed to the front door to find Joanie. Her eyes were read from crying, a deep bruise was forming on her right cheek, and she also had a swollen lip. Joanie stood at the front door holding herself protectively, fear clearly visible in her eyes.
Marion rushed from the sofa and enfolded Joanie in her arms. "Oh, sweetheart" she cried out, "who did this to you?" Tears were also coming down Marion's face.
While Howard stared in disbelief and Marion cried her eyes out. Joanie stared at Fonzie who still stood his place by the TV, a lethal look on his face. "Who did this shortcake?" he asked in a deadly serious tone, Joanie didn't know what to say. If she told Fonzie the truth that Chachi had been the one who hit her he would go crazy.
Her gaze dropped to the floor; "I was attacked on the way back from the corner store" she lied.
To Joanie's relief both her parents immediately believed her, except for Fonzie. Instead he played along and pretended to believe her story. Once she was more calm she told them that she had gone to get some milk at the corner store and that on her way she had been attacked by a couple of hoodlums.
"They wanted my money, but I had only brought enough for the milk." she trailed off and began to cry again.
The entire time her parents listen, their mouths agape, still unable to digest the fact that their baby daughter had been attacked. Fonzie came closer to Joanie and kneel by her feet. He took her hands in his, and put a finger under her chin forcing her to look at him in the eyes. "Don't worry, I'll find who ever did this to you" he said in a gentle voice.
Joanie couldn't sleep she felt ashamed of herself. Why had she lied to her parents and Fonz? She should have told them the truth, even though it would mean accepting the fact that her husband had just beaten her.
She closed her eyes and tried to sleep, but sleep still eluded her.
Fonzie lay on his bed looking at the wall; he knew that Joanie had been lying. Hoodlums hadn't jumped her, something had happen between her and Chachi. The Fonz was not by any means stupid, he knew when he saw spousal abuse and Joanie was a picture perfect example.
A barely audible knock came from the door. Fonzie knew who it was before he even opened the door. "Come in shortcake" he said as she passed by him and sat down on a chair.
"Fonzie..I.I.. lied" she said in a small voice. Tears were starring to form in her blue eyes. "I knew," he said in a calm voice. Joanie took a deep breath, " Lately Chachi has been in a very bad move, too much stress I guess." she trailed off for a moment, trying to carefully choose her next words. "It started out with a couple of pushes", suddenly everything spilled out at once, "but tonight it went too far, he started shouting pushing and throwing me against the wall and then he hit me. At first I was completely floored, but he wouldn't stop hitting me, so I just bolted out of the apartment. I didn't know where to go and I ended up here." She finished tears streaming down her swollen face.
Anger and disgust toward his cousin was all that Fonz could feel at the moment. How could Chachi do such a thing? Even he, the toughest guy in Milwaukee, had never once touch a woman in any harmful way.
"Oh, Fonzie, I can't go to him" she said between sobs. Fonzie looked down at her, all remains of the strong young woman he had known were gone, all that laid before him was a scare little girl.
"You won't," he said in a determine voice that made Joanie look up at him. Fonzie had a plan, he always did.
TO BE CONTINUED
Author: Fonz's-Girl Rating: PG Pairing: Joanie and Fonzie (sort of) Disclaimers: I do not own "Happy Days" under any means.
"I think the ballerina killed him," Marion said as she played close attention to the TV.
"Marion, that's impossible, she's too fragile" Howard said from the kitchen as he grabbed some chips and soda.
"I don't know Mr. C, the small ones are always the most feistiest" Fonz said, a smile on his face. " I remember this chick." Fonz was cut short by a frantic knock on the front door.
Howard rushed to the front door to find Joanie. Her eyes were read from crying, a deep bruise was forming on her right cheek, and she also had a swollen lip. Joanie stood at the front door holding herself protectively, fear clearly visible in her eyes.
Marion rushed from the sofa and enfolded Joanie in her arms. "Oh, sweetheart" she cried out, "who did this to you?" Tears were also coming down Marion's face.
While Howard stared in disbelief and Marion cried her eyes out. Joanie stared at Fonzie who still stood his place by the TV, a lethal look on his face. "Who did this shortcake?" he asked in a deadly serious tone, Joanie didn't know what to say. If she told Fonzie the truth that Chachi had been the one who hit her he would go crazy.
Her gaze dropped to the floor; "I was attacked on the way back from the corner store" she lied.
To Joanie's relief both her parents immediately believed her, except for Fonzie. Instead he played along and pretended to believe her story. Once she was more calm she told them that she had gone to get some milk at the corner store and that on her way she had been attacked by a couple of hoodlums.
"They wanted my money, but I had only brought enough for the milk." she trailed off and began to cry again.
The entire time her parents listen, their mouths agape, still unable to digest the fact that their baby daughter had been attacked. Fonzie came closer to Joanie and kneel by her feet. He took her hands in his, and put a finger under her chin forcing her to look at him in the eyes. "Don't worry, I'll find who ever did this to you" he said in a gentle voice.
Joanie couldn't sleep she felt ashamed of herself. Why had she lied to her parents and Fonz? She should have told them the truth, even though it would mean accepting the fact that her husband had just beaten her.
She closed her eyes and tried to sleep, but sleep still eluded her.
Fonzie lay on his bed looking at the wall; he knew that Joanie had been lying. Hoodlums hadn't jumped her, something had happen between her and Chachi. The Fonz was not by any means stupid, he knew when he saw spousal abuse and Joanie was a picture perfect example.
A barely audible knock came from the door. Fonzie knew who it was before he even opened the door. "Come in shortcake" he said as she passed by him and sat down on a chair.
"Fonzie..I.I.. lied" she said in a small voice. Tears were starring to form in her blue eyes. "I knew," he said in a calm voice. Joanie took a deep breath, " Lately Chachi has been in a very bad move, too much stress I guess." she trailed off for a moment, trying to carefully choose her next words. "It started out with a couple of pushes", suddenly everything spilled out at once, "but tonight it went too far, he started shouting pushing and throwing me against the wall and then he hit me. At first I was completely floored, but he wouldn't stop hitting me, so I just bolted out of the apartment. I didn't know where to go and I ended up here." She finished tears streaming down her swollen face.
Anger and disgust toward his cousin was all that Fonz could feel at the moment. How could Chachi do such a thing? Even he, the toughest guy in Milwaukee, had never once touch a woman in any harmful way.
"Oh, Fonzie, I can't go to him" she said between sobs. Fonzie looked down at her, all remains of the strong young woman he had known were gone, all that laid before him was a scare little girl.
"You won't," he said in a determine voice that made Joanie look up at him. Fonzie had a plan, he always did.
TO BE CONTINUED