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Title: FOREVER
From Fiona Phillips: "For those who have followed my adventures into Weirdsville USA, you know well enough about how I was touched by an angel… so to speak. So one knows well enough that angels are mostly known as messengers of God. Sent down to help us humans and all that. Well, if that's true and their heavenly miracles are possible… I guess it's also possible for angels themselves to need some assistance, and I'm not talking from other celestial beings, but from us mortal beings."
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Sixteen year old Fiona Phillips was tired. Tired period. Not just a bit, not just extremely, and not just overly. She was just tired.
"You're tired, aren't you?"
Fiona glanced up, meeting eyes with her fellow roommate. "What yawn gave it away? The third or the twentieth?" She joked, then sighed and placed her head wearily on the coffee house table.
Annie Thelan, also sixteen, chuckled at the young brunette. She placed Fiona's beverage down, but not too close to the exhausted girl's head. Sitting herself down, "Well, that's what you get for talking on the phone all the way past midnight, Fi." Her blue eyes twinkled mischievously as she added, "And if you think that you're paying the consequences of last night now, think of what'll happen once your mom gets a hold of the phone bill."
Fi peeked her head up, glaring at her friend, "Oh shut-up, Thelan." Reaching for her frappachino, she slyly added, "At least Clu's worth it. Not to mention that if you also had a long distance relationship, you'd also crank up the phone bill."
"Who'd crank up the phone bill?"
The two girls looked up and smiled as Fiona's big brother, Jack, and Clu's brother, Carey Bell, each pulled up a chair. Carey beamed at his brother's girlfriend, "Now I know that doesn't sound like our Annie." He glanced at Jack, who returned the knowing grin.
"If you're talking about phone bills, Carey, then definitely it doesn't sound like Miss Thelan." Jack remarked teasingly. Looking at his sister, "In fact, as I recall the many factors like one having a boyfriend in college and the late night phone calls, I'd say that sounds more like…" Gasping, "Why *you* Fi!"
Staring evilly at Jack, Fiona replied, "I wouldn't talk, Phillips." Mocking Jack, "'Oh Gabe, how I missed talking to you. How long has it been since our last phone call? Two minutes? Well, it seemed like *forever* to me!'"
Carey snickered, "Man, she's got a point there."
Jack quickly wiped his smirk at Fiona, replacing it with an equally annoyed glare.
Grinning triumphantly at her eighteen year old brother, Fi grabbed her drink, got up and began to exit the coffee establishment. To the boys and Annie, "Now if you all will excuse me, I feel like checking my e-mail back at the hotel."
As they watched her leave, Carey added teasingly to Jack, "You know, I think we heard you say those exact lines to Gabe just a few days ago, Jack."
Turning his annoyance to his roommate, "Oh shut-up, Bell."
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On her way over to the hotel, Fiona began to think about last night's conversation with Clu. It had been months since they had begun to date and every feeling she had for him was so new, yet so scary.
*Beginning of flashback*
"Fiona?" He had said to her, his voice sounding a bit shy and hesitant.
"Yeah, Clu?" She stared out into the night's endless sky, just so in tune with his voice, and only his voice.
Clu paused, sounding as if he was holding his breath. The silence seemed like eternity for him, but mere seconds for an unaware Fiona. She had just begun to smile warmly at a beautiful distant star when…
"I love you."
Fiona's heart dropped as she heard those words. She blinked, letting it sink it. That revelation from his heart had sent sensations through her body. She couldn't find her voice, for to say that she was stunned by his feelings was certainly an understatement.
"Fiona? Did you hear what I said?"
She blinked again, finally coming back to reality, although reality was beginning to sound like a dream. Gulping, "Uh… I think so?" Mentally, and even literally, she slapped herself. Can one sound more like a complete dork?
"I would have waited to tell you how I felt as soon as I saw you… but I couldn't wait a second longer to let you know, Fi." She could hear him smiling as he said, "I'm in love with you, Fiona Phillips. And I wanted to let you, and the whole world, know it."
She held her breath. Fiona felt her heart leap a baker's dozen times, and a overwhelming feeling to cry tears of joy over his proclamation of being in love with her. Opening her mouth, she too was about to echo his feelings when something dropped inside of her. She didn't know what it was, but if felt extremely awful. Suddenly, it hit her. That feeling, that drop, was non other than doubt. Does she truly love Clu like how he loves her?
Questions fell onto her like a ton of bricks. Was she really in love with him? Was Clu *really* in love with her? Does she even deserve those three precious words from Clu? What does it really mean to be *in love* with someone? A million thoughts raced through her, which eventually turned into torturous seconds of silence for Clu as he waited for her to respond.
Again he brought her back with, "Fi? Are you still there?"
A bit panic stricken, she replied, "Uh, yeah. I'm still here, Clu. And I heard what you said."
"And?" He asked, hoping, yet dreading the possibility of her next words.
"And I, well… I, uh…" She quickly glanced at the clock, and seeing that it was way past midnight.
"You…?"
Without thinking too much, except wanting desperately to collect her bearings, "I need to go now. I'll talk to you later, Clu. Good-bye." And with that, she immediately hung up on him. A millisecond passed for her as she realized what she had done. When it finally dawned on her, she groaned, hating herself and her stupid doubt.
*End of flashback*
Again, Fiona found herself mentally kicking herself. She groaned, "I can't believe that I just hung up on him! Poor Clu… I wish I knew what to do. How to make it up to him." Speaking silently to herself, she added, "Clu told me that he was in love with me… but how can I tell him about why I panicked and hung up on him when I know that the truth about my doubts might hurt him more?"
Frustrated, Fi gazed over and saw that between where she was now and the hotel was this park. She shrugged, noticing an empty bench, and decided to just rest at that spot for a moment.
When she made her way there, she couldn't help but take note of three older teenagers hanging under a big tree just a few feet away from her bench. Sitting herself down, she smiled at the three teens, who were obviously good friends.
Fiona laid her head back, attempting to close her eyes and just relax for a while before having to face her harsh reality. Unfortunately, she wasn't able to get complete silence due to the three teenagers loud laughter. A bit curious, she maneuvered her body so that she was able to keep an eye on them, eavesdrop, and yet remain quote unquote oblivious to them.
"Let it never be said that your anal retentive attention to detail never yielded positive results."
"You can't be anal retentive if you don't have an…"
"Guys!"
Two different pairs of eyes found its way onto a petite brunette before them. Her onyx eyes smiling wearily, "Guys, do you think you can give your Loki and Bartleby act a rest?"
Brown eyes twinkled at the young lady, "This coming from the girl who introduced us to the movie, Dogma, herself? I thought you loved the witty angelic duo that is Bartleby and Loki?"
Smirking in response, "Yeah, when they're played by Matt Damon and Ben Affleck."
Not missing a beat, her other friend with blue eyes commented, "And who's to say that *we* can't pass off as their doubles?"
"How 'bout any girl with a descent twenty-twenty vision?" Beaming innocently at her two best friends, she got up and began to skip away from them.
"Well then, I say thank God for *blind* women." The boy with the brown eyes said, winking at his blue eyed buddy.
"Amen to that, mon ami." His friend added as he shook hands with his brown eyed friend. "Amen to that."
Both boys got up, and ran to catch up with their very tomboyishly beautiful third wheel of their obviously unique friendship.
Fiona found herself chuckling as she had viewed the exchange between the friends. It seemed like a long time ago that she too was bantering like that between her two best male friends, her brother and Clu.
"The young lady's name is Allison Cole."
Fi jumped, startled by the voice sitting next to her. Turning to that voice, she immediately sensed something odd about him. Something extraordinary… something not of this world.
His hair was auburn and short, his eyes piercing blue. There seemed something, well… perfect about the way he looked. Fiona's instincts towards strangers would usually be telling her to, say uh, run right now… but instead she felt this calmness and ease about him. Like she should trust him.
He beamed kindly at her, pointing out to the disappearing trio. "And the two young men with her are her best friends. The blond, brown eyed young man is Jeff Potter. The brown haired, blue eyed young man is Leo O'Meera."
Fiona glanced at the teenagers, then back at the stranger sitting next to her. She opened her mouth, about to say something, when he interrupted her.
Turning his gaze back to Fiona, "And my name is Anthony." Smiling at her, "And you're Fiona."
Fear finally sank into her system. She quickly got up, "How… how did you… who are you?"
Getting right to the point, "I won't lie to you, Fiona. I'm an angel." He was still smiling at her, causing Fiona to become more fearful of him.
"An angel?" She finally spoke, totally in disbelief. Fi looked him over, part of her not trusting him, yet another part of her had already trusted him from the moment he first arrived.
"Yes, an angel. And I want you to trust me because I need you're help. Not to mention that I'm also here for you as well."
She shook her head, resisting the urge to just breakdown laughing from disbelief. "Yeah, right. You're an angel."
"You already met an angel before, Fiona. Plus you've seen and met more paranormal beings than me."
Fi sat back, taking in what this "angel" just told her. Should she believe him? What *are* the chances anyway that she was talking to a real angel? Considering him, "So, if, say, I do decide to believe you when you say that you *are* an angel… what is it that you want of me?"
"Your help."
"With what?"
Indicating back to the three people they had seen earlier, "With them."
She turned around, trying to catch another glimpse of the three young people.
"Actually, they're just a few years older than you are, Fiona. They're about your brother's age."
Fi glanced back at him as he smiled down at her. How did he know that she was thinking about how old they were? He held out his hand to her, "Take it, Fi. Please, and I'll explain my assignment to you along the way."
She cautiously placed her hand over his, not daring to come into contact just yet. Regarding him carefully, "What's your name? Can you at least give me that before I let you take me anywhere?"
Beaming at her oh so heavenly, he reached up and clasped her hand in his. "My name's Luke."
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Title: FOREVER
From Fiona Phillips: "For those who have followed my adventures into Weirdsville USA, you know well enough about how I was touched by an angel… so to speak. So one knows well enough that angels are mostly known as messengers of God. Sent down to help us humans and all that. Well, if that's true and their heavenly miracles are possible… I guess it's also possible for angels themselves to need some assistance, and I'm not talking from other celestial beings, but from us mortal beings."
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Sixteen year old Fiona Phillips was tired. Tired period. Not just a bit, not just extremely, and not just overly. She was just tired.
"You're tired, aren't you?"
Fiona glanced up, meeting eyes with her fellow roommate. "What yawn gave it away? The third or the twentieth?" She joked, then sighed and placed her head wearily on the coffee house table.
Annie Thelan, also sixteen, chuckled at the young brunette. She placed Fiona's beverage down, but not too close to the exhausted girl's head. Sitting herself down, "Well, that's what you get for talking on the phone all the way past midnight, Fi." Her blue eyes twinkled mischievously as she added, "And if you think that you're paying the consequences of last night now, think of what'll happen once your mom gets a hold of the phone bill."
Fi peeked her head up, glaring at her friend, "Oh shut-up, Thelan." Reaching for her frappachino, she slyly added, "At least Clu's worth it. Not to mention that if you also had a long distance relationship, you'd also crank up the phone bill."
"Who'd crank up the phone bill?"
The two girls looked up and smiled as Fiona's big brother, Jack, and Clu's brother, Carey Bell, each pulled up a chair. Carey beamed at his brother's girlfriend, "Now I know that doesn't sound like our Annie." He glanced at Jack, who returned the knowing grin.
"If you're talking about phone bills, Carey, then definitely it doesn't sound like Miss Thelan." Jack remarked teasingly. Looking at his sister, "In fact, as I recall the many factors like one having a boyfriend in college and the late night phone calls, I'd say that sounds more like…" Gasping, "Why *you* Fi!"
Staring evilly at Jack, Fiona replied, "I wouldn't talk, Phillips." Mocking Jack, "'Oh Gabe, how I missed talking to you. How long has it been since our last phone call? Two minutes? Well, it seemed like *forever* to me!'"
Carey snickered, "Man, she's got a point there."
Jack quickly wiped his smirk at Fiona, replacing it with an equally annoyed glare.
Grinning triumphantly at her eighteen year old brother, Fi grabbed her drink, got up and began to exit the coffee establishment. To the boys and Annie, "Now if you all will excuse me, I feel like checking my e-mail back at the hotel."
As they watched her leave, Carey added teasingly to Jack, "You know, I think we heard you say those exact lines to Gabe just a few days ago, Jack."
Turning his annoyance to his roommate, "Oh shut-up, Bell."
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On her way over to the hotel, Fiona began to think about last night's conversation with Clu. It had been months since they had begun to date and every feeling she had for him was so new, yet so scary.
*Beginning of flashback*
"Fiona?" He had said to her, his voice sounding a bit shy and hesitant.
"Yeah, Clu?" She stared out into the night's endless sky, just so in tune with his voice, and only his voice.
Clu paused, sounding as if he was holding his breath. The silence seemed like eternity for him, but mere seconds for an unaware Fiona. She had just begun to smile warmly at a beautiful distant star when…
"I love you."
Fiona's heart dropped as she heard those words. She blinked, letting it sink it. That revelation from his heart had sent sensations through her body. She couldn't find her voice, for to say that she was stunned by his feelings was certainly an understatement.
"Fiona? Did you hear what I said?"
She blinked again, finally coming back to reality, although reality was beginning to sound like a dream. Gulping, "Uh… I think so?" Mentally, and even literally, she slapped herself. Can one sound more like a complete dork?
"I would have waited to tell you how I felt as soon as I saw you… but I couldn't wait a second longer to let you know, Fi." She could hear him smiling as he said, "I'm in love with you, Fiona Phillips. And I wanted to let you, and the whole world, know it."
She held her breath. Fiona felt her heart leap a baker's dozen times, and a overwhelming feeling to cry tears of joy over his proclamation of being in love with her. Opening her mouth, she too was about to echo his feelings when something dropped inside of her. She didn't know what it was, but if felt extremely awful. Suddenly, it hit her. That feeling, that drop, was non other than doubt. Does she truly love Clu like how he loves her?
Questions fell onto her like a ton of bricks. Was she really in love with him? Was Clu *really* in love with her? Does she even deserve those three precious words from Clu? What does it really mean to be *in love* with someone? A million thoughts raced through her, which eventually turned into torturous seconds of silence for Clu as he waited for her to respond.
Again he brought her back with, "Fi? Are you still there?"
A bit panic stricken, she replied, "Uh, yeah. I'm still here, Clu. And I heard what you said."
"And?" He asked, hoping, yet dreading the possibility of her next words.
"And I, well… I, uh…" She quickly glanced at the clock, and seeing that it was way past midnight.
"You…?"
Without thinking too much, except wanting desperately to collect her bearings, "I need to go now. I'll talk to you later, Clu. Good-bye." And with that, she immediately hung up on him. A millisecond passed for her as she realized what she had done. When it finally dawned on her, she groaned, hating herself and her stupid doubt.
*End of flashback*
Again, Fiona found herself mentally kicking herself. She groaned, "I can't believe that I just hung up on him! Poor Clu… I wish I knew what to do. How to make it up to him." Speaking silently to herself, she added, "Clu told me that he was in love with me… but how can I tell him about why I panicked and hung up on him when I know that the truth about my doubts might hurt him more?"
Frustrated, Fi gazed over and saw that between where she was now and the hotel was this park. She shrugged, noticing an empty bench, and decided to just rest at that spot for a moment.
When she made her way there, she couldn't help but take note of three older teenagers hanging under a big tree just a few feet away from her bench. Sitting herself down, she smiled at the three teens, who were obviously good friends.
Fiona laid her head back, attempting to close her eyes and just relax for a while before having to face her harsh reality. Unfortunately, she wasn't able to get complete silence due to the three teenagers loud laughter. A bit curious, she maneuvered her body so that she was able to keep an eye on them, eavesdrop, and yet remain quote unquote oblivious to them.
"Let it never be said that your anal retentive attention to detail never yielded positive results."
"You can't be anal retentive if you don't have an…"
"Guys!"
Two different pairs of eyes found its way onto a petite brunette before them. Her onyx eyes smiling wearily, "Guys, do you think you can give your Loki and Bartleby act a rest?"
Brown eyes twinkled at the young lady, "This coming from the girl who introduced us to the movie, Dogma, herself? I thought you loved the witty angelic duo that is Bartleby and Loki?"
Smirking in response, "Yeah, when they're played by Matt Damon and Ben Affleck."
Not missing a beat, her other friend with blue eyes commented, "And who's to say that *we* can't pass off as their doubles?"
"How 'bout any girl with a descent twenty-twenty vision?" Beaming innocently at her two best friends, she got up and began to skip away from them.
"Well then, I say thank God for *blind* women." The boy with the brown eyes said, winking at his blue eyed buddy.
"Amen to that, mon ami." His friend added as he shook hands with his brown eyed friend. "Amen to that."
Both boys got up, and ran to catch up with their very tomboyishly beautiful third wheel of their obviously unique friendship.
Fiona found herself chuckling as she had viewed the exchange between the friends. It seemed like a long time ago that she too was bantering like that between her two best male friends, her brother and Clu.
"The young lady's name is Allison Cole."
Fi jumped, startled by the voice sitting next to her. Turning to that voice, she immediately sensed something odd about him. Something extraordinary… something not of this world.
His hair was auburn and short, his eyes piercing blue. There seemed something, well… perfect about the way he looked. Fiona's instincts towards strangers would usually be telling her to, say uh, run right now… but instead she felt this calmness and ease about him. Like she should trust him.
He beamed kindly at her, pointing out to the disappearing trio. "And the two young men with her are her best friends. The blond, brown eyed young man is Jeff Potter. The brown haired, blue eyed young man is Leo O'Meera."
Fiona glanced at the teenagers, then back at the stranger sitting next to her. She opened her mouth, about to say something, when he interrupted her.
Turning his gaze back to Fiona, "And my name is Anthony." Smiling at her, "And you're Fiona."
Fear finally sank into her system. She quickly got up, "How… how did you… who are you?"
Getting right to the point, "I won't lie to you, Fiona. I'm an angel." He was still smiling at her, causing Fiona to become more fearful of him.
"An angel?" She finally spoke, totally in disbelief. Fi looked him over, part of her not trusting him, yet another part of her had already trusted him from the moment he first arrived.
"Yes, an angel. And I want you to trust me because I need you're help. Not to mention that I'm also here for you as well."
She shook her head, resisting the urge to just breakdown laughing from disbelief. "Yeah, right. You're an angel."
"You already met an angel before, Fiona. Plus you've seen and met more paranormal beings than me."
Fi sat back, taking in what this "angel" just told her. Should she believe him? What *are* the chances anyway that she was talking to a real angel? Considering him, "So, if, say, I do decide to believe you when you say that you *are* an angel… what is it that you want of me?"
"Your help."
"With what?"
Indicating back to the three people they had seen earlier, "With them."
She turned around, trying to catch another glimpse of the three young people.
"Actually, they're just a few years older than you are, Fiona. They're about your brother's age."
Fi glanced back at him as he smiled down at her. How did he know that she was thinking about how old they were? He held out his hand to her, "Take it, Fi. Please, and I'll explain my assignment to you along the way."
She cautiously placed her hand over his, not daring to come into contact just yet. Regarding him carefully, "What's your name? Can you at least give me that before I let you take me anywhere?"
Beaming at her oh so heavenly, he reached up and clasped her hand in his. "My name's Luke."
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