LOST IN SNOW
7th HEAVEN FANFICTION
BY MACGYVERMAGIC
Disclaimer: All 7th heaven characters belong to the beautiful Brenda Hampton. Mr. Belcher, Nick and David Neatley are mine.
Author's note: The story is set just after the episode "Here comes Santa Claus". Annie is still pregnant, but she had only a few months to go. Comments are always welcome. (I really want to know if pipettes without balloons are used in American schools.)
Author's note 2: Lost in Snow was the first piece of fanfiction I ever finished. That was back in the year 2000. This is the new and improved version includes better spelling, a new layout with chapters (as requested) and some more explanations in the text were appropriate (31st of August 2002).
CHAPTER 1: WITNESS
The chemistry teacher, Mr. Belcher, walked back to the front of the class as he finished explaining the practical assignment. The students had to do a titration in order to find out what the concentration of the hydrochloric acid supply was. They all had to wear labcoats and safety goggles. Simon looked kind of weird in them.
"You may start your assignments… now."
Simon Camden picked up the pipette in front of him and held it in a cup of sodiumhydroxide. Then he started to suck on the other end in order the raise the fluid level. Suddenly he started coughing. Some of the stuff came into his mouth. Quickly he washed out his mouth. All the other kids started laughing at him. Then Nick stepped towards Simon.
"Hey, SUCKER! Hahaha!" The other kids laughed even more.
"You think you're funny, right?" Simon replied angrily.
"Yes! So what!"
Nick pushed Simon to the floor. Mr. Belcher was alarmed and got up from his desk. Other students started gathering around them.
"Fight, fight, fight…!!!" they all yelled.
All of a sudden Nick punched Simon in the face with a hard fist. First he felt dizzy, then everything went black.
***
Slowly Simon opened his eyes. His head was still pounding. He was in a small office he had never seen before.
"Are you all right?" Mr. Belcher asked.
"I think so…" Simon lied.
"Don't worry about Nick. He is suspended from my classes for a month. It is very irresponsible to hit someone, especially in a laboratory." Simon gazed at his teacher.
"Huh? What was that again?"
Mr. Belcher didn't reply to the question. In stead he pointed at Simon's face. "By the way, nice eye."
"What!!!" Simon was up in no time. He ran to the bathroom to check his eyes. He had a black eye. What was he gonna tell his mom and dad?
***
As usual all the kids got a ride home from school. Matt drove since he was invited for an important announcement. He wondered about what it was all the way from University. Simon was the last one to be picked up. The car pulled up 15 minutes late.
"Sorry Simon, but you know how the girls are. They're always late." Matt said. Simon didn't reply and got in the back seat.
"What's with the sunglasses?" Ruthie asked.
"Uhh, they're my new image."
She grinned. "Like you have one." Simon rolled his eyes.
They didn't speak about the glasses again. When they all got home through the front door they met a smiling set of parents. Simon immediately spoke.
"Look at me, look at me good. Before you stands a person that can speak 4 languages."
"That's great! What about a little demonstration?"
Simon sat down at the bottom of the stairs and beckoned the other kids in. "Adalante, senor et senoritas. "
Annie smiled. "Living room, please. Simon, you stay right where you are… I handle this Eric," she said. "Simon, why did you fight? You don't normally wear sunglasses in winter."
Simon sighed. "Actually, you're wrong. This is what happens if you don't fight." He took of his sunglasses and left for the living room. Eric wanted to ask him what happened but Simon didn't want to talk. "Don't even ask dad." Eric kept wondering.
***
All 5 children where sitting in great expectation of what was gonna happen.
Eric started to talk "Your mom and I have decided it's time we went on a camping trip. Everyone is allowed to take one friend with them."
All children cheered. This was a unique event, which they wouldn't want to miss for a million dollars. But Ruthie suddenly stopped smiling. "Isn't that too cold this time of year?"
Eric made a defensive gesture. "Of course not! We have perfectly warm sleeping bags and we can borrow a lot of strong tents.
Ruthie still wasn't convinced. "But I don't know who to take."
"Qué Lástima," Simon replied.
Everyone looked at him. They asked themselves what could possibly have said.
"It's gap in your general knowledge" he said when he noticed everyone looking at him, "It's just Spanish for 'too bad'. "
Ruthie repeated it. "Qué Lástima… I like it. Sounds good." She took her bag from the floor and rushed up the stairs to pack and to call friends. The others soon followed.
"Don't forget to pack warm sleeping bags." Annie yelled at them. Eric and Annie watched them leaving and smiled. Then they kissed.
***
The Camdens had hired a big red van so everyone could sit comfortably. After everyone finished packing, they all entered the van. After half an hour driving they entered the wood they were going to camp in. They exited the van and set up the campsite. After an hour there where four tents in a circle. One for Annie and Eric, one for the girls, one for Simon and Nigel and one for Matt. Matt didn't want to invite anyone. He felt kind of embarrassed. Annie started to cook as the children fanned out to scout the area.
"Remember be back within an hour for dinner." Annie yelled after them.
The girls went through the woods until they found a clearing. Ruthie scooped up some snow and made a ball of it. Then she threw it at Mary. It was a direct hit. Mary returned the 'favor' and soon they were all running around the clearing. But when it was almost time to head back Ruthie got scared.
"What is it Ruthie?" Shelby asked.
"The trees look all the same without any leaves. Do you know where to go?"
Shelby had to admit she didn't and neither did anyone else. They were lost.
***
Simon and Nigel took a stroll deeper into the woods to look for animals. There was a squirrel, which passed them almost over their feet. It must have been on it's way to one of it's food stashes. Suddenly Simon turned to Nigel and threw a snowball at him.
He laughed. "Try and catch me."
He took off and a furious Nigel went after him. Nigel couldn't keep up with Simon. He suddenly tripped and cut his hand on some sharp branches. He couldn't tell Simon though; he was already out of sight. Meanwhile Simon was still speeding through the woods, until he saw a man and a kid getting out of a car. It looked as if they were arguing. The kid was probably Simon's age. He wore brown pants and a blue sweater. The man looked dirty and drunk. Simon hid behind a tree. The man and the kid were circling each other.
"I won't do it, it's illegal and I don't want to go back to jail." the boy uttered.
"You little brat!!! Rather go to heaven?" the man screamed. Simon's eyes widened. Then the man pulled a gun.
"Please, please…I…I will do anything."
"Too late!"
Then Simon saw the man pulled the trigger. He shivered and he heard a shot. BANG!!! The boy was hit in his chest and fell to the ground. Simon was so scared he couldn't move a muscle. The man left in the blue car. Simon sat down and curled himself up… then he started to suck his thumb. He was in shock. Slowly a puddle of blood formed from under the boy's corpse. The snow turned red.
TO BE CONTINUED…