Title: For All Eternity
Author: Julia Laure
Chapter 1: Realizing Truth and Hope
Feedback: strawberry-chicky@excite.com or the nifty little review thing down below......whatever floats your boat
Disclaimer: If I had thought these characters up I wouldn't be writing this now, I'd be rich and I wouldn't be writing a disclaimer! So I don't own Jess, Liz......wait it would be easier just to say what I did make up......Ryan, Alysia, and William. So in case you haven't figured it our Watson...not mine, someone else brainchild. I'm only getting the pleasure of writing from this.....nothing else.
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"Elizabeth!" Jess called out, "You didn't call me! I had to find out from Ryan how Cindy Jameson's case turned out! I should be called about it, I her physiologist for Christ's sake!"
"Jess, go away, I don't want to listen to it right now, and tell that creepy husband of yours to quit sending me more work! My God, you'd think he was arresting the whole damn state!" she yelled back.
"It's not Nick's fault, he's just doing his job!" Jess turned and flounced out of Liz's office. Liz shook her head, some things never changed, including Jess and bad days. This one had been a killer too.
"Wakefield, I need you, new case, conference room 2!" Ryan Hailman yelled into her office. He threw the case file on the nearest surface to him, the seat of a chair and left.
It would've been nice to know what the case was about. All Ryan could manage was to stick his head in and run out again! What she would give for a massage a nap right now. Liz got up and walked out of her perpetually clean office. She was starting to wonder what had possessed her to become a lawyer. At least she still had her writing; even it was only a spare time thing.
The conference room loomed in front of her. She took a deep breath and walked in, automatically starting the speech she always gave to a client that Ryan threw at her.
"Good afternoon, my name is Elizabeth Wakefield and I'm an attorney here at Hailman and associates," she sat down in the seat she always occupied, the one closest to the door. She took no notice of who was across from her; she was too busy reading the case file that Ryan had just thrown on her desk two minutes before. "You would be..." she stopped and looked up astonished, "Pierre de Sainte-Marie, my God, is that you?"
Pierre was already staring at his old au pair. She had captured his attention as soon as she walked into the room. She was in command and liked to let everyone know. Ten years and she still looked and acted the same, like a princess. Laurent was already going to kill him for wreaking the car, but Elizabeth representing him? Lauri was going to bury him alive. It was just his luck Liz would probably thrash him too.
"Oui, it's me," he said.
Prince Laurent was furious. He had allowed Pierre to take out the car and he had wrecked it. Pierre had called him from the police station. He had said he and the girls were fine, but the lady he had hit had suffered a broken leg. The cop the had helped him out...Fox something or other.........had also took him to the lawyer's, Fox's sister-in-law. Papa and Catherine were going to have something to say when they heard about this.
Laurent had no way of going down to get them either. Nothing was going right today. The cop had promised the lawyer would bring his brother and sisters home. He knew he shouldn't have let Pierre take out the damn car!
"Where are your sisters? Nick says right here they were in the car with you," Elizabeth asked leaning back in her chair.
"They're in the lobby looking at magazines." Pierre said.
"Well, we'll talk and then get something to eat. Since your eighteen we don't have to worry about your maman and papa, yet, but they will find out about this. I'm not hiding this from them, this is a lot more than stealing a cookie from Claudine." They discussed the case and decided that if the woman brought a suit against him they would settle.
"Okay, that's finished. Go wash up, your face is still all dirty. I'll go get Manon and Claudine," Liz told Pierre. She didn't give him time to answer before walking out of the conference room.
The lobby of the large law firm was decorated with no expense spared. The girls looked right at home in it. "Claudine, Manon," she started. Both heads came up in disbelief.
"Liz!!!" They yelled. The fifteen and thirteen year old girls embraced her. They're French accent was the only thing about their babbling that most could understand. This stopped the lobby; two lawyers and three receptionists were stunned. Ice Queen Wakefield being hugged by little French girls. And more surprising, she was talking back to them excitedly.........In flawless French!
"Okay guys, we have to stop to pick up Alyisa and William. I promised Steven and Bobbi and Nick and Jess I would watch the kids tonight." Liz told the group as they walked toward her tan Jeep Cherokee. Steven and Bobbi were going out for their anniversary and Jess and Nick had the annual cops (L.A.P.D.) ball. So she had taken both kids for the night.
They all got in the car. Liz drove out of the parking garage and onto the road. Ten minutes later she swung the Jeep into Jess' office. Steven promised her that he would drop off William, who was five at Jess' office so she wouldn't have to run across town. She told them to wait in the car. Claudine and Manon climbed in the back. Liz came walking out with the cop that had picked Pierre up. He was laughing and carrying a car seat, a diaper bag, and two small over night bags. Liz was holding a cute blonde haired angel in one arm and holding a little boys hand in the other.
"This is Alyisa, she's eighteen months. She's Nick and Jess', and this is William, he five. He's Steven and Bobbi's," She told the others. After buckling them in and getting everyone comfortable she started the car.
"I promised Will Mc Donald's this morning over the phone. Is that okay with the rest of you?"
"Sure," the rest chorused.
Liz was lead into the lobby of the hotel by Claudine. Claudine was carrying the food. They had decided to just carryout and Liz had agreed. The kids had said they wanted her and the little ones to eat with them. Pierre was carrying the diaper bag and Manon was leading the way. They were quite a sight in the rich hotel.
She was lead to the elevator. Manon instructed the man running the elevator to the Penthouse.
The door buzzer rang. Laurent, still angry, jerked the door open. He felt like he was hit by a tornado. A group of people came into the room laughing and talking up a storm. He saw his brother and sisters first. But then he saw a mass of blonde hair. He turned fully toward the person it belonged to. My God, it was Liz! And two blonde haired kids that looked like her!
"Um, hi," Liz said nervously. She knew she would have to see Prince Laurent sometime, but she never counted on all the old feelings that were still there. She was now holding on to Alysia for dear life.
"Are you really a prince too?" William asked awed. He was amazed that his Aunt Lisbeth knew princes and princesses.
Laurent tore his attention from Liz and bent down to the little boy's level and answered, "Yep, but I'm not as handsome as you are."
"Did you know my Aunt Jessie and Aunt Lisbeth are twins?" William was trying to impress the prince.
"Yeah, I know."
"And this is my cousin Allie," William tried again. By this time Laurent caught on.
"Wow, well, I see you brought food, are you hungry?" Laurent asked the little boy.
Manon had set the food out while they were talking. Will, like most five-year-old boys, made himself at home and climbed up onto a stool at the bar. Everyone else was taking a seat so Liz took the only stool left, between Claudine and Laurent. She settled Allie on her lap and gave the greedy toddler her French fries. Allie giggled and munched happily.
Laurent watched as she smiled widely at eh toddler on her lap. He wondered if Allie belonged to her or if she was Jess' little girl. Allie finished her French fries and twisted herself to look at Liz.
"All gone Mama," Allie sang out.
"No Allie, that's Aunt Lisbeth," Will corrected. He then turned to Laurent, "She gets confused sometimes. I couldn't tell the difference until I was three. My mommy helped me. Allie hardly ever gets confused though because Aunt Jess is her mom."
Laurent all of a sudden felt strangely relieved. Her chanced a quick look at her hand and felt more relief. No wedding band or engagement ring.
"Are you the lawyer then?" Laurent asked, but he already knew the answer to that question.
"Yea, Nick brought you brother to me. That's Jess' husband and Allie's father. He's a good man," She told him quietly.
"Jess wouldn't marry a man that wasn't good," Laurent replied in the same tone.
"Actually her first marriage was annulled. Mike was not exactly; well, good at the time. He definitely wasn't the man for her. Then she met Nick. They went through a lot to be together," Liz told the whole group. Allie turned around and snuggled up to Liz. While the rest finished their meal, Allie fell asleep. Liz adjusted her niece and kissed her on her forehead.
Manon and Claudine took William and they all played with the toy cars the little boy brought with him. That left Liz, Laurent, and Pierre at the table.
"If there's a lawsuit, we're going to settle," Pierre told Laurent nervously
"You know we have to tell papa and your maman. They need to know about the accident." Laurent told him.
"Yeah I know, Liz already told me that if I didn't tell she would," Pierre replied.
Allie stirred in Liz's arms. Liz looked at her watch and realized it was already eight. She had to get home and get William settle in by his bedtime at nine. Then maybe she could prepare more for the court case tomorrow. She was representing a boy who was getting sued for starting a fight at a party.
"Guys, I hat to say this but we've got to go. Will has to be in bed by nine and I've got to be in courtroom 1 tomorrow at nine-thirty tomorrow morning," Liz told the group.
"Okay, that fine," Laurent said.
"Can I use you bathroom to wash up, I'm kind of sticky," she asked.
"Sure."
"Thanks, can you hold her a minute?" She switched Allie from her arms to Laurent's. He knew exactly how to hold her. She turned and went down the hall.
Laurent looked down at the angel he held in his arms. He realized that she could've been his. If Liz had only said yes when he asked her to marry him. They could've had a family by now. What really scared him though was the he still loved her. After all these years, he still loved her.
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Author's note: Tell me how you like please. I will keep posting, but how quickly depends on feedback, and I do welcome suggestions on style or plot. Sorry for any typos or anything else that happened....like if I forgot the word 'the.' I hate it when people do that so sorry if I did. Feedback please!
Author: Julia Laure
Chapter 1: Realizing Truth and Hope
Feedback: strawberry-chicky@excite.com or the nifty little review thing down below......whatever floats your boat
Disclaimer: If I had thought these characters up I wouldn't be writing this now, I'd be rich and I wouldn't be writing a disclaimer! So I don't own Jess, Liz......wait it would be easier just to say what I did make up......Ryan, Alysia, and William. So in case you haven't figured it our Watson...not mine, someone else brainchild. I'm only getting the pleasure of writing from this.....nothing else.
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"Elizabeth!" Jess called out, "You didn't call me! I had to find out from Ryan how Cindy Jameson's case turned out! I should be called about it, I her physiologist for Christ's sake!"
"Jess, go away, I don't want to listen to it right now, and tell that creepy husband of yours to quit sending me more work! My God, you'd think he was arresting the whole damn state!" she yelled back.
"It's not Nick's fault, he's just doing his job!" Jess turned and flounced out of Liz's office. Liz shook her head, some things never changed, including Jess and bad days. This one had been a killer too.
"Wakefield, I need you, new case, conference room 2!" Ryan Hailman yelled into her office. He threw the case file on the nearest surface to him, the seat of a chair and left.
It would've been nice to know what the case was about. All Ryan could manage was to stick his head in and run out again! What she would give for a massage a nap right now. Liz got up and walked out of her perpetually clean office. She was starting to wonder what had possessed her to become a lawyer. At least she still had her writing; even it was only a spare time thing.
The conference room loomed in front of her. She took a deep breath and walked in, automatically starting the speech she always gave to a client that Ryan threw at her.
"Good afternoon, my name is Elizabeth Wakefield and I'm an attorney here at Hailman and associates," she sat down in the seat she always occupied, the one closest to the door. She took no notice of who was across from her; she was too busy reading the case file that Ryan had just thrown on her desk two minutes before. "You would be..." she stopped and looked up astonished, "Pierre de Sainte-Marie, my God, is that you?"
Pierre was already staring at his old au pair. She had captured his attention as soon as she walked into the room. She was in command and liked to let everyone know. Ten years and she still looked and acted the same, like a princess. Laurent was already going to kill him for wreaking the car, but Elizabeth representing him? Lauri was going to bury him alive. It was just his luck Liz would probably thrash him too.
"Oui, it's me," he said.
Prince Laurent was furious. He had allowed Pierre to take out the car and he had wrecked it. Pierre had called him from the police station. He had said he and the girls were fine, but the lady he had hit had suffered a broken leg. The cop the had helped him out...Fox something or other.........had also took him to the lawyer's, Fox's sister-in-law. Papa and Catherine were going to have something to say when they heard about this.
Laurent had no way of going down to get them either. Nothing was going right today. The cop had promised the lawyer would bring his brother and sisters home. He knew he shouldn't have let Pierre take out the damn car!
"Where are your sisters? Nick says right here they were in the car with you," Elizabeth asked leaning back in her chair.
"They're in the lobby looking at magazines." Pierre said.
"Well, we'll talk and then get something to eat. Since your eighteen we don't have to worry about your maman and papa, yet, but they will find out about this. I'm not hiding this from them, this is a lot more than stealing a cookie from Claudine." They discussed the case and decided that if the woman brought a suit against him they would settle.
"Okay, that's finished. Go wash up, your face is still all dirty. I'll go get Manon and Claudine," Liz told Pierre. She didn't give him time to answer before walking out of the conference room.
The lobby of the large law firm was decorated with no expense spared. The girls looked right at home in it. "Claudine, Manon," she started. Both heads came up in disbelief.
"Liz!!!" They yelled. The fifteen and thirteen year old girls embraced her. They're French accent was the only thing about their babbling that most could understand. This stopped the lobby; two lawyers and three receptionists were stunned. Ice Queen Wakefield being hugged by little French girls. And more surprising, she was talking back to them excitedly.........In flawless French!
"Okay guys, we have to stop to pick up Alyisa and William. I promised Steven and Bobbi and Nick and Jess I would watch the kids tonight." Liz told the group as they walked toward her tan Jeep Cherokee. Steven and Bobbi were going out for their anniversary and Jess and Nick had the annual cops (L.A.P.D.) ball. So she had taken both kids for the night.
They all got in the car. Liz drove out of the parking garage and onto the road. Ten minutes later she swung the Jeep into Jess' office. Steven promised her that he would drop off William, who was five at Jess' office so she wouldn't have to run across town. She told them to wait in the car. Claudine and Manon climbed in the back. Liz came walking out with the cop that had picked Pierre up. He was laughing and carrying a car seat, a diaper bag, and two small over night bags. Liz was holding a cute blonde haired angel in one arm and holding a little boys hand in the other.
"This is Alyisa, she's eighteen months. She's Nick and Jess', and this is William, he five. He's Steven and Bobbi's," She told the others. After buckling them in and getting everyone comfortable she started the car.
"I promised Will Mc Donald's this morning over the phone. Is that okay with the rest of you?"
"Sure," the rest chorused.
Liz was lead into the lobby of the hotel by Claudine. Claudine was carrying the food. They had decided to just carryout and Liz had agreed. The kids had said they wanted her and the little ones to eat with them. Pierre was carrying the diaper bag and Manon was leading the way. They were quite a sight in the rich hotel.
She was lead to the elevator. Manon instructed the man running the elevator to the Penthouse.
The door buzzer rang. Laurent, still angry, jerked the door open. He felt like he was hit by a tornado. A group of people came into the room laughing and talking up a storm. He saw his brother and sisters first. But then he saw a mass of blonde hair. He turned fully toward the person it belonged to. My God, it was Liz! And two blonde haired kids that looked like her!
"Um, hi," Liz said nervously. She knew she would have to see Prince Laurent sometime, but she never counted on all the old feelings that were still there. She was now holding on to Alysia for dear life.
"Are you really a prince too?" William asked awed. He was amazed that his Aunt Lisbeth knew princes and princesses.
Laurent tore his attention from Liz and bent down to the little boy's level and answered, "Yep, but I'm not as handsome as you are."
"Did you know my Aunt Jessie and Aunt Lisbeth are twins?" William was trying to impress the prince.
"Yeah, I know."
"And this is my cousin Allie," William tried again. By this time Laurent caught on.
"Wow, well, I see you brought food, are you hungry?" Laurent asked the little boy.
Manon had set the food out while they were talking. Will, like most five-year-old boys, made himself at home and climbed up onto a stool at the bar. Everyone else was taking a seat so Liz took the only stool left, between Claudine and Laurent. She settled Allie on her lap and gave the greedy toddler her French fries. Allie giggled and munched happily.
Laurent watched as she smiled widely at eh toddler on her lap. He wondered if Allie belonged to her or if she was Jess' little girl. Allie finished her French fries and twisted herself to look at Liz.
"All gone Mama," Allie sang out.
"No Allie, that's Aunt Lisbeth," Will corrected. He then turned to Laurent, "She gets confused sometimes. I couldn't tell the difference until I was three. My mommy helped me. Allie hardly ever gets confused though because Aunt Jess is her mom."
Laurent all of a sudden felt strangely relieved. Her chanced a quick look at her hand and felt more relief. No wedding band or engagement ring.
"Are you the lawyer then?" Laurent asked, but he already knew the answer to that question.
"Yea, Nick brought you brother to me. That's Jess' husband and Allie's father. He's a good man," She told him quietly.
"Jess wouldn't marry a man that wasn't good," Laurent replied in the same tone.
"Actually her first marriage was annulled. Mike was not exactly; well, good at the time. He definitely wasn't the man for her. Then she met Nick. They went through a lot to be together," Liz told the whole group. Allie turned around and snuggled up to Liz. While the rest finished their meal, Allie fell asleep. Liz adjusted her niece and kissed her on her forehead.
Manon and Claudine took William and they all played with the toy cars the little boy brought with him. That left Liz, Laurent, and Pierre at the table.
"If there's a lawsuit, we're going to settle," Pierre told Laurent nervously
"You know we have to tell papa and your maman. They need to know about the accident." Laurent told him.
"Yeah I know, Liz already told me that if I didn't tell she would," Pierre replied.
Allie stirred in Liz's arms. Liz looked at her watch and realized it was already eight. She had to get home and get William settle in by his bedtime at nine. Then maybe she could prepare more for the court case tomorrow. She was representing a boy who was getting sued for starting a fight at a party.
"Guys, I hat to say this but we've got to go. Will has to be in bed by nine and I've got to be in courtroom 1 tomorrow at nine-thirty tomorrow morning," Liz told the group.
"Okay, that fine," Laurent said.
"Can I use you bathroom to wash up, I'm kind of sticky," she asked.
"Sure."
"Thanks, can you hold her a minute?" She switched Allie from her arms to Laurent's. He knew exactly how to hold her. She turned and went down the hall.
Laurent looked down at the angel he held in his arms. He realized that she could've been his. If Liz had only said yes when he asked her to marry him. They could've had a family by now. What really scared him though was the he still loved her. After all these years, he still loved her.
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Author's note: Tell me how you like please. I will keep posting, but how quickly depends on feedback, and I do welcome suggestions on style or plot. Sorry for any typos or anything else that happened....like if I forgot the word 'the.' I hate it when people do that so sorry if I did. Feedback please!