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Title: My Ending And Farewell
Rating: T
Summary: Continuum of the episode of Will & Grace called Buy, Buy, Baby. This story is mainly focused on the lives of Jack and Karen but Will and Grace are still included. This is how I would have concluded the story.
Chapter 1: Going, Going, Gone?
After talking to Grace about her problems with Stan, Karen's thoughts of leaving Stan were becoming even more frequent and painstaking. Was this finally the end of Karen and Stan? Their relationship? Their undying love for each other? The bond that kept them together? Karen had become perplexed over the whole situation. She loved Stan dearly but as she tried to sum up the pros and cons of their marriage in order to lead to her decision, she found that over the years Stan had been very mistrusting to her. Karen needed comfort and there was only one person she could think of who had always been there for her…..Jack.
No she couldn't even tell him. She didn't want to put her worries on his shoulders. Jack already had enough problems since he was unemployed. The previous week he has been fired from hosting his talk show at Out TV! The one time something was really going good for him, it all falls apart like a puzzle. Jack's life had always seemed like that especially when he would think about the past few years of his life. Going from job to job, he felt lost trying to find what his real purpose in life was. Something was lacking in Jack's life, he needed to settle down. He had everything he could have wanted with that job but he knew something wasn't right. Occasionally he would just stand next to the window of his apartment and stare at the frequent people passing bye with a heavy sign he would say to himself "What's wrong with me?" Some people walking down the streets were so happy and yet he never was. Something was missing.
"Oh, My God!" Karen shouted. It was 6 in the morning; Karen had never woken up that early in the morning on a weekend. Realizing the time, she struggled to get up. "I had the most awful dream…." She started to say as if talking to another person but then she stopped. In the warmth of her bedroom, Karen was struck with the feeling that something wasn't there anymore and in fact it wasn't. She was not in the same old bedroom, not in the same old mason, or with the same old memories. In fact the deed had been done, she and Stan were divorced. Startled by that fact she went back to bed, the pain was too much to endure. What was going to happen next?
At Will's apartment there was even more overwhelming news. Over the past few weeks Grace had been feeling ill and constantly tired, and as always Will became very concerned. It was the afternoon and Will had just come in the door after a full day of work. "Grace! I've got great news! Guess who just got a promotion?" He looked around the apartment anxiously but she was no where in sight. "Grace? Grace, where are you?" Grace was not in the living room or in the kitchen which was where she usually was during this time of day. But slowly and cautiously Grace popped out of her room, pajamas and all. Grace hadn't even gone to work; she had been sleeping the whole day. "Grace? What have you been doing?" Will snapped at her. "Ah, well sleeping...duh! That's what people do at night Will. Where's breakfast? I have such a craving for some pancakes right about now." Grace responded goofily.
"Well it's a little late for that! Do you know what time it is Grace? It's 5 in the afternoon! What have you been doing this whole time?" Will said sternly.
"I told you! I've been sleeping!" Grace yelled at him. "What's wrong with me? She muttered. Neither of them moved. There was a silent pause between the both of them. They both knew what it could be…the one thing they had always wanted but couldn't have come at the worst time in their lives right now. Grace went back into her bedroom. A few minutes later she came out again, this time dressed in her normal everyday clothes. She went up to Will, who was eating dinner on the couch, and told him that she was going to the doctor and didn't know when she would be coming back.
"Do you want me to come with you?" he said. "No…unlike most things…this is one I have to do by myself." "Ok, Gracie."
The next day Karen woke up, this time at 5 in the morning and accepted the new day. As Karen got up she touched her cheek….it was wet. She thought to herself "I must have been crying all night...over…him." Karen had moved into a new apartment and got half of his money as part of the divorce. She had vowed to herself that after the divorce she would never speak of his name …never ever again.