Thanks to everyone who has contributed ideas and has given me a starting off point with this story--Welsh Canuck, Kris Munroe, kp1185, and kpaige27 who came up with the idea of a flashback episode. (Ideas are being taken for the next one, and it's been suggested that Sal have a dark side, LOL. PM me if you have suggestions.)
DISCLAIMER STUFF: I don't own Jill, Kris, or Aunt Lydia and Uncle Paul. I own Sal, the parents and grandparents, and anyone else essential to the plot. This is just for fun. (Well, the next to the last chapter is kind of depressing.)
Chapter 1
It was a sunny afternoon. Sal Munroe drove the white and blue striped Cobra northward up the interstate highway. She and her sisters Jill and Kris were on their way to visit their grandparents. Charlie had given his Angels and Bosley two weeks off for some R&R. Jill was in between races. The Munroe sisters' grandparents had wanted them to come visit for quite some time. Now that Sal was out of school for the summer and everyone had vacation time, it seemed like the perfect opportunity. Sal was singing along to the radio as she drove. She looked down at the instrument panel and noticed that she was starting to go over the speed limit. She eased up on the gas, and looked over at her sister Kris, who was sleeping in the passenger seat beside her. It had taken some convincing to get Kris to let Sal get her license, especially after Sal had used the car as a weapon to catch a rapist. Sal had banged up the car pretty good then. Since it was done in the line of duty, Charlie had taken care of the damages. Kris still wasn't too happy about it. Eventually, Sal wore her down with Jill's help. Sal was hoping to be able to buy her own car one of these days, but for now, she'd have to borrow her sister's.
Jill stirred restlessly in the back seat. "Hey, I'm getting hungry. Isn't it about time for a lunch break?"
Sal grinned at her oldest sister in the mirror. "We're coming up on Fresno. We can take a break there."
"Think you can live that long, Jill?" Kris asked sleepily.
Sal laughed as she drove on towards Fresno. Soon the exit signs for Fresno appeared. Sal took the closest one and found a restaurant. She pulled into the parking lot and parked the car.
"See, I didn't crack it up," she told Kris.
"Don't push your luck, kid." The sisters walked around and stretched their legs for a bit before going into the restaurant.
"I want to buy a postcard to send to Liz," Sal told her sisters. She ducked into the gift shop. Kris and Jill looked at each other, shrugged, and followed Sal. All three sisters ended up buying postcards to send to friends.
"Now let's get something to eat," Jill said. "I'm starving!" Fortunately, they were soon seated and served. After they were done with their lunch and settling up the bill, they headed back out to the parking lot.
"Who's turn is it to drive now?" Sal asked.
"My turn!" said Kris as she yanked the keys from Sal's hand.
"HEY!"
Kris playfully shoved Sal towards the passenger side of the car. Sal started to climb in the front seat. "Backseat, Sal, " Jill told her. "My turn to sit in the front." Sal grumbled about older sisters as she climbed in to the back. The three girls settled themselves in for the rest of the drive. Kris pulled the car out of the parking lot and got back on the freeway. Soon they were heading back up Interstate 5 for the duration of their journey to San Francisco. At Stockton, Kris turned west on Highway 50 and headed for San Francisco. About an hour and a half later, they were inside the city limits and heading for their grandparents' house. Soon the house came into view.
"We're here! We're here!" Sal shouted. She had a special bond with her grandparents. She had lived with them for four years after her parents died, and then moved to LA to be with her sisters The sisters got out of the car and approached the front porch. Sal rang the bell. They waited a minute. Sal was about to ring again when the door was opened by their grandmother.
"We're here, Grandma!" Sal cried and flung her arms around her grandma.
"Hello, hello!" Grandma said as she hugged Sal, then Kris and JIll. "Come in, come in! Are you hungry?"
"Yes," said Jill.
"No," said Kris and Sal.
"I've just made some cookies in honor of your visit and I've got a pot of coffee on. " Grandma led the girls into the living room. "Please sit down, girls. I'll bring the coffee and cookies out. I've got some lemonade for you, Sal."
Sal smiled at her grandma. As soon as Grandma's back was turned, she rolled her eyes. Kris and Jill laughed at her. Grandma returned with a tray full of coffee, cookies, lemonade and assorted items. Sal helped pass things around. Jill took a bite of cookie.
"I've missed your cookies, Grandma."
"We all have, " added Kris.
"Your Grandpa had to run to the store for a bit. He should be back shortly. In the meantime, have some cookies and coffee. When you're ready, your old rooms will be waiting for you. Jill and Kris, you will double up in the twin beds in Kris' old room. Sal, you will take your old room."
"Ok, Grandma."
The front door opened and the girls could hear their grandfather. "WHO PARKED IN MY SPOT?"
"Grandpa!!!" Sal ran to her grandpa. He pulled her into a big bear hug.
"Sal!"
"Hi, Grandpa," Kris gave him a hug. "I'm sorry if I parked in your spot. I'll move my car."
"Don't worry about it, honey. Is that Jill over there?"
"It sure is, Grandpa." Jill came over to him and hugged him.
"Well, girls, how about we get your bags inside?"
"Sure, Grandpa." Grandpa followed the girls outside to get their bags.
Later that evening, after the girls had unpacked and settled in, the family had dinner. It seemed like old times. Ater dinner, Sal helped her grandma clear the table. The adults relaxed over cups of coffee.
"Girls, there are several boxes of your parents' belongings up in the attic. I would like you to go through them while you are here," their grandmother told them.
OK, Grandma."
"I'd like to do that," Sal said. Her memories of her parents were not as vivid as her sisters'.
"We'll get started first thing in the morning," Jill said.
