Title: What You Need to Know
Author: OandAGang
Disclaimers: Once and Again characters, created by Edward Zwick and Marshall Herskovitz. They own 'em, we don't. We're just borrowing them… for the moment.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Eli/Grace. Not everyone is whom they seem to be in the Manning/Sammler household. Expect the unexpected. And learn the awful truth.
Chapter 1: Sweet Justice
The trial was scheduled for the following
Thursday. Grace burst into tears every time she thought back to that dark,
grey, dreary, wet, cold, gloomy afternoon. How could he have attacked her like
that? When he just said he needed help writing his latest song with his
super-cool band that was practicing in the garage later, he said. Thank
goodness demigod Mr. Dimitri was walking his collie Missie right by the house
and heard her screaming. He burst into the garage like a hurricane on fire and
yanked Eli, her very strong stepbrother, off of her and handed her a blue
blanket that matched his eyes that was on a chair folded into a rectangle. She
burst into tears as he simultaneously wrapped the blanket around her and used
Missie's leash to tie Eli's wrists together.
"I'll see to it that you never bother your stepsister again!" Mr. Dimitri yelled, then dialed 9-1-1 on his cell phone.
After the police took away a seething, cursing Eli, the chivalrous Dimitri drove Grace to his house to calm her down. In the car, Grace had fallen asleep while "Heart like a Wheel" played on the radio. After parking his car in front of his house, Dimitri watched Grace sleep for several minutes, wondering why she ever would have loved a short-haired, unsophisticated little boy like Eli who wasn't even a real musician. Getting out of the driver's seat, he carried Grace out of his car and into his living room. He placed her gently on his couch and went into the kitchen to get a glass of wine. When he placed the glass to her lips, she gratefully took a sip while gazing into his greenish-blue eyes, intoxicated by his presence. The red of his hair was a stronger aphrodisiac than any wine could ever be.
"Thank you" she whispered.
"My pleasure," he replied as he toyed with a strand of his hair, his eyes glowing with love.
To be continued…