Hello my loyal readers! I am back! There was no way I could go that long
without posting. When I go to my mailbox and there are no reviews, I get
depressed and must go write more. What can I say? I'm a review whore.
So this next story that you are about to read takes place a little bit before (like a month or two after Mary tell everyone she is pregnant) the season 8 episodes that are airing now. Everything is exactly the way it is now, including Martin *gag*(did anyone see the article about him in TV Guide? anyways,) I'm not entirely sure if he was on the show at that time, but in my story he is so there. There are a few small exceptions that will be explained later. I apologize if the 1st few chapters sound a little prodigal-ish. . . it won't stay that way long.
And yes . . . . There is a Carlos.
(No! Ouch! Stop throwing things! Ow!)
Oh yeah, I don't own 7th heaven *********************************************
Mary heaved her suitcase down onto the bed. She slowly unzipped it and began taking out her clothes. She did all of this very slowly hoping that if she took her time maybe she would wake up and it would all be a dream, or he would come through the door and take her home.
Someone did come to the door however, and she knocked quietly.
"Mary?" Ruthie almost whispered, "Can I help you unpack?"
Mary politely shook her head and smiled, "no thanks, I think I've got it covered."
Ruthie started to leave, but then she came back into the room and shut the door. "So," she began, "are you going to be ok?"
Mary sighed; it had been a long day already. Her family asking so many questions that she didn't feel like answering. She didn't want to admit to herself that anything was wrong, much less admit it to anyone else.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Earlier that afternoon~*~*~*
The black rental was car parked a few houses away, and Mary slowly, subtly made her way to the garage apartment. When she opened the door Lucy was waiting for her.
"Oh thank God you made it ok" she said hugging her tightly. Mary had missed her sister, and needed her now more than she ever had. She hugged Lucy close. Tears ran down her cheek and landed on Lucy's pink pullover.
"Come on," Lucy said taking Mary's hand. "Let's get you inside before anyone sees you"
As Lucy dragged Mary up the stairs she asked her, "Who all knows I'm here?"
"Umm..." Lucy started, "well, I was outside on the phone with you, and peter came by and heard some of the conversation, and my guess is he told Ruthie . . . so probably just . . . everyone."
"Do they know why I'm here?" she asked wiping her eyes.
"Nope," Lucy told her, "I'm the only one"
"Good" Mary said at she sat uneasy in a chair. She had absolutely no desire to share with her family why she was in town. But by letting Lucy know, she had one less person to inform, and one person on her side.
"Well," Lucy said uncomfortably, "I'll go get your stuff out of the car ok?" she had no idea how she was supposed to act around Mary; she didn't want to ignore her, or smother her. She wasn't even entirely sure what to even say, but she was ready to talk whenever Mary was.
As Lucy made her way down the stairs she ran straight into her mom. Lucy bit her lip, knowing what was about to come next.
"Where's Mary?" Annie asked, "I heard Mary was here!"
"Mom. . ." Lucy began "Mary really doesn't. . .", but Annie wouldn't hear it, she pushed right past Lucy and up into the apartment.
Lucy sighed, fearful of what Mary was going to do to her later.
Annie stepped slowly into the garage apartment to find Mary leaning back against a table with her eyes closed. She leaned forward and put her head in her hands with a big sigh.
"Mary?" Annie said, causing her to jump in the chair.
"Oh," Mary said clutching the chair arms, "mom, you scared me"
She reluctantly got up and hugged her mother. "hi honey" Annie said warmly, "so what brings you home?" Mary didn't say anything, just stared at the floor. She couldn't come up with an answer that wouldn't involve a thousand questions.
Annie just looked around the apartment, "is Carlos here with you?"
"Uh, no" Mary said shaking her head and trying her best to smile, "he stayed home this trip."
"Oh alright," Annie said knowing something was obviously wrong. She turned to see Lucy coming up the stairs with Mary's suitcase. She grabbed it out of her hands and started back down the stairs, "come on, and let's get you all unpacked"
Mary looked as Lucy as if to say, "save me"
Lucy just shrugged and mouthed, "I'm sorry"
Mary had to endure plenty of unpleasant reunions, plus she got to meet Martin. It's not that she didn't love her family; she just didn't love all of their questions.
Why are you here? How long are you staying? Where is Carlos? Are you guys fighting? Why are you here? When is your baby due? Is it a boy or a girl? Why are you here?
When Eric bumped into Mary in the hall he opened his mouth to say "sorry" but before the words came out she snapped.
"That's it! No more questions! Family meeting in five minutes."
"You can't call a family meeting" Eric protested
"Well, then you do it!" she cried, stomping down the stairs.
A few minutes later all of the Camden's had been assembled in the living room. Mary stood up in front of them, "ok, I do not; I repeat, do not want to talk about how I feel. I am just telling you all enough to stop your questions.
Mary took a deep breath, "ok here goes nothing. . ."
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"um, you know Ruthie," she started, "although I really hate talking about this, I think I am"
Ruthie smiled at her, "well I'm going out with peter now, so I'll see you later?"
"Yep," Mary said, "but thanks for checking on me"
Ruthie hugged her sister and left the room shutting the door quietly behind her. Mary sighed heavily and laid down on the bed. A single tear ran down her face, next time she wasn't going to come home.
She silently prayed that there would never be a next time.
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Short, I know . . . and you are most likely extremely confused, but I promise it will all come together soon enough!
I am a review whore!
So this next story that you are about to read takes place a little bit before (like a month or two after Mary tell everyone she is pregnant) the season 8 episodes that are airing now. Everything is exactly the way it is now, including Martin *gag*(did anyone see the article about him in TV Guide? anyways,) I'm not entirely sure if he was on the show at that time, but in my story he is so there. There are a few small exceptions that will be explained later. I apologize if the 1st few chapters sound a little prodigal-ish. . . it won't stay that way long.
And yes . . . . There is a Carlos.
(No! Ouch! Stop throwing things! Ow!)
Oh yeah, I don't own 7th heaven *********************************************
Mary heaved her suitcase down onto the bed. She slowly unzipped it and began taking out her clothes. She did all of this very slowly hoping that if she took her time maybe she would wake up and it would all be a dream, or he would come through the door and take her home.
Someone did come to the door however, and she knocked quietly.
"Mary?" Ruthie almost whispered, "Can I help you unpack?"
Mary politely shook her head and smiled, "no thanks, I think I've got it covered."
Ruthie started to leave, but then she came back into the room and shut the door. "So," she began, "are you going to be ok?"
Mary sighed; it had been a long day already. Her family asking so many questions that she didn't feel like answering. She didn't want to admit to herself that anything was wrong, much less admit it to anyone else.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Earlier that afternoon~*~*~*
The black rental was car parked a few houses away, and Mary slowly, subtly made her way to the garage apartment. When she opened the door Lucy was waiting for her.
"Oh thank God you made it ok" she said hugging her tightly. Mary had missed her sister, and needed her now more than she ever had. She hugged Lucy close. Tears ran down her cheek and landed on Lucy's pink pullover.
"Come on," Lucy said taking Mary's hand. "Let's get you inside before anyone sees you"
As Lucy dragged Mary up the stairs she asked her, "Who all knows I'm here?"
"Umm..." Lucy started, "well, I was outside on the phone with you, and peter came by and heard some of the conversation, and my guess is he told Ruthie . . . so probably just . . . everyone."
"Do they know why I'm here?" she asked wiping her eyes.
"Nope," Lucy told her, "I'm the only one"
"Good" Mary said at she sat uneasy in a chair. She had absolutely no desire to share with her family why she was in town. But by letting Lucy know, she had one less person to inform, and one person on her side.
"Well," Lucy said uncomfortably, "I'll go get your stuff out of the car ok?" she had no idea how she was supposed to act around Mary; she didn't want to ignore her, or smother her. She wasn't even entirely sure what to even say, but she was ready to talk whenever Mary was.
As Lucy made her way down the stairs she ran straight into her mom. Lucy bit her lip, knowing what was about to come next.
"Where's Mary?" Annie asked, "I heard Mary was here!"
"Mom. . ." Lucy began "Mary really doesn't. . .", but Annie wouldn't hear it, she pushed right past Lucy and up into the apartment.
Lucy sighed, fearful of what Mary was going to do to her later.
Annie stepped slowly into the garage apartment to find Mary leaning back against a table with her eyes closed. She leaned forward and put her head in her hands with a big sigh.
"Mary?" Annie said, causing her to jump in the chair.
"Oh," Mary said clutching the chair arms, "mom, you scared me"
She reluctantly got up and hugged her mother. "hi honey" Annie said warmly, "so what brings you home?" Mary didn't say anything, just stared at the floor. She couldn't come up with an answer that wouldn't involve a thousand questions.
Annie just looked around the apartment, "is Carlos here with you?"
"Uh, no" Mary said shaking her head and trying her best to smile, "he stayed home this trip."
"Oh alright," Annie said knowing something was obviously wrong. She turned to see Lucy coming up the stairs with Mary's suitcase. She grabbed it out of her hands and started back down the stairs, "come on, and let's get you all unpacked"
Mary looked as Lucy as if to say, "save me"
Lucy just shrugged and mouthed, "I'm sorry"
Mary had to endure plenty of unpleasant reunions, plus she got to meet Martin. It's not that she didn't love her family; she just didn't love all of their questions.
Why are you here? How long are you staying? Where is Carlos? Are you guys fighting? Why are you here? When is your baby due? Is it a boy or a girl? Why are you here?
When Eric bumped into Mary in the hall he opened his mouth to say "sorry" but before the words came out she snapped.
"That's it! No more questions! Family meeting in five minutes."
"You can't call a family meeting" Eric protested
"Well, then you do it!" she cried, stomping down the stairs.
A few minutes later all of the Camden's had been assembled in the living room. Mary stood up in front of them, "ok, I do not; I repeat, do not want to talk about how I feel. I am just telling you all enough to stop your questions.
Mary took a deep breath, "ok here goes nothing. . ."
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"um, you know Ruthie," she started, "although I really hate talking about this, I think I am"
Ruthie smiled at her, "well I'm going out with peter now, so I'll see you later?"
"Yep," Mary said, "but thanks for checking on me"
Ruthie hugged her sister and left the room shutting the door quietly behind her. Mary sighed heavily and laid down on the bed. A single tear ran down her face, next time she wasn't going to come home.
She silently prayed that there would never be a next time.
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Short, I know . . . and you are most likely extremely confused, but I promise it will all come together soon enough!
I am a review whore!