The Title: A Different Day
Author: Lady Bethia
E-Mail: lady-bethia@yahoo.com
Pairings: Scott/Sara Miller
Ratings: PG
Disclaimers: X-Men/Sentinel crossover. The X-Men and the Sentinel are not
mine. I am making no profit from this story.
Sara Anne Miller and John Creed are my original characters.
Credits: Thanks to Susan who wrote the 'Dark Sentinel' universe. She did
an X-Man/Sentinel cross and now I am hooked. Thanks a lot and keep writing
Susan!
Summary: Mssr. LeBeau steps into help some mutants rent apartments that he
owns. And Scott helps take care of Sara and Johnny after a trying day.
A Different Day
Chapter 3
"Mssr. LeBeau here is the Michaelson file that you requested." Mary Jones said humbly.
Jean-Luc turned around to face her. He looked down at the file folder that she was holding out for him. He took the file opened it up and pulled out the denial form.
Looking at the receptionist he said to both women, "Retype this and rent the 3 bedroom apartment to Mssr. Michaelson and his family. I do not care that his little one is a mutant. The child is harmless." LeBeau stated in a commanding tone.
"But Mssr. LeBeau, the other tenants will get hysterical and move or demand that they leave if we let an obvious mutant live here." She pleaded.
"He and his family will live here and that is final. Furthermore, were you planning on not renting to that young woman and her son as well? If so stop right now, if her references are good rent to her. And, I am to be informed as so as both families have moved in as well." LeBeau turned and handed the folder back to the receptionist and stormed out of the office.
"Do as Mssr. LeBeau requested. I will be in my office. I have a headache." Jones said as she moved towards her office door.
"Yes Mary." She said.
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The drive back to the hotel started out quietly with no one wanting to make anyone any more upset than they already were. Both Scott and Sara were angry about the blatant discrimination against Sara because she was a mutant. The only reason Scott could think of that Sara was not crying about it now was because that man Mssr. LeBeau had been nice to her and Johnny restoring some of her faith in normal people. And this reminded them both that not all people feared and hated them automatically.
A short way down the road, Scott had noted in passing that there was a half way decent looking family restaurant not to far from the hotel. He thought smugly, 'And people complain that I'm unobservant, humph.' Trying to be cheerful Scott said, "Sara I just saw a good place to eat a street back or so. Why don't we get everyone cleaned up and go have a nice quiet dinner out. That should make us all feel a little bit better and it will be a more comfortable place for us to talk I think." Scott gave his best smile in hopes of making this woman he was starting to feel very protective of, go out with him. Not to mention, he was really starting to like little Johnny as well. He had spunk for a little guy. Scott reached over and placed his hand gently on her shoulder.
Sara was concentrating on Scott's profile with side wise glances hoping to figure out what was going on with her feelings. She knew she was tired and was beginning to get a headache. And she really did not want to leave the hotel once she got there but Scott was really trying to help, she knew that but. Her mind was rambling while he was talking and when he touched her shoulder she was unprepared and so was over whelmed with Scott's emotions.
Suddenly his feelings were too sharp and too strong for her. She whined and grabbed her head because the migraine that was low level before became pass-out level in one second flat. She had felt like this before for someone else and he had protected her after that for three years but he never opened up completely to her empathic need to bond and then he was gone without a trace. 'Not again, I can't,' was her last thought as her mind shut down in overload.
Scott was startled when she flinched and grabbed her head, crying out - something was really wrong! "Sara what's wrong?" He asked with concern. He immediately went into Fearless Leader mode and pulled the car over to the side of the road and into a closed old Mobile gas station parking lot. After parking the car, he jumped and ran around to her side and yanked open the passenger door.
"Sara, Sara talk to me!" Scott pleaded as he knelt down beside her. Sara was holding her head and not responding to him at all. She was making small quiet pained filled noises. It hurt Scott to hear them.
"Mommy, Mommy! 'Cott Mommy going away again!" Johnny started to cry as he tried to get out of his car seat and get to his mother.
"No." Scott yelled.
Johnny looked at him in fear and confusion. All he knew was he needed to help his Mommy now because if he didn't she would go away like Daddy did.
Realizing his mistake Scott replied in a much gentler tone, "I will help her. Sit tight and let me talk to her. Sara you're scaring your son and me. What is going on Sara please talk to me? Please don't keep quiet I need you to talk to me right now." His voice started off commanding but it ended in a low soft pleading tone accompanied by gentle caresses to her face while he held and messaged one of her hands.
She heard Scott calling to her as if she were at the bottom of a well. She could also hear her son crying and calling her. "Take me back to the hotel." She gasped as she forced herself to the surface to say. "I need my medicine - migraine." She rasped out finally.
"No, I am taking you to a hospital." Scott refused to believe that this was just some migraine. His full protector mode was now in top gear.
"No please back to the hotel. Too many people at the hospital - empath. Please Scott calm down you're making it worse for me." She whined.
It was Scott's turn to flinch as he realized he was the one hurting her. "Do you really have medicine in your room?" He demanded softly trying to control his emotions at the same time. Then he looked up at Johnny. He softened his expression.
"Sorry little man." He reached out and petted Johnny's head. "I need your help. Does you're mommy really have medicine for her headache back at the room?" He asked Johnny.
"Mommy has med make her seep make her feel better. You make Mommy better peazzz?" He then burst into hysterical tears.
"It's ok big guy I will get you two back to your room and get your mom what she needs to feel better." He opened the back door and gave Johnny a hug. Placing both hands on Johnny's face and tilting it upwards to look into his eyes, and as he wiped away the tears Scott said, "I will take care of both of you ok. You have to be a big boy now for me and help me take care of your mom."
Johnny reached up to take off Scott's glass so he could look at him. But Scott stopped him in mid motion.
"No Johnny. If I look at anyone or anything with my glasses off I hurt them. Let's just say my eyes are like guns and if you take my glasses off my eyes would shot you and hurt you badly and I don't want to do that." Scott tried to explain.
"Johnny helps 'Cott make Mommy better." He said with a nod and all the determination that a two year old can give because he seemed to believe this man with the strange glasses.
"Yeah big guy we will make your Mommy better. Now I need to talk to your mom again and get both of you back to your room." He turned and closed the car door and went to Sara side.
"Sara stay with me ok?" He said as he knelt down and took her hand again.
"Yeah, just get us out of here. I need my meds now." She scrunched up her eyes and began to whine and whimper in pain again.
Scott closed her door for her and got back into the car and headed for the hotel. Once there, he got Johnny out first with the diaper bag and then helped Sara out.
Johnny went to his mother's side and took her hand while Scott supported her on the other side.
Once up stairs, "Scott my card key. It's in the diaper bag." So, Scott began the infamous search for the card key thru the diaper bag, but as luck would have it, Scott managed to find it right way. After opening the door, Scott dropped the diaper bag down on the floor just inside the door and turned to Johnny while still supporting Sara. "Johnny can you get on the bed and pull back the covers?"
He nodded his head eagerly and said, "Johnny fix bed for mommy 'Cott."
"Scott my meds are in my overnight bag in the bathroom." Sara told Scott as she staggered toward a chair near her bed with a light blue flowered comforter that Johnny was pulling off.
"Sara lay down and I will get the medicine and water for you. If I'm correct you can barely see much less stand up on your own. Besides late my girl friend Jean was a telepath and some times the stress would cause her to overload too. I can help if you let me." Scott gently added while he headed for the bathroom to get her medicines.
"Thank you." She said as she tried to smile thru the pain. "You make a good Knight in shining armor for psychics Scott."
He smiled sadly and as he entered the bathroom. The over night case was on the sink with several bottles of medications on top. Picking up all five bottles and a glass of water, he headed back to Sara.
"Sara I recognize all but one of these medications. What is this one labeled psyblocktol?" He asked as he opened the plainly labeled non prescription bottle.
"It is a drug to help empaths block out others' emotions. I use it when my shields are down or if I am going to a very crowded place or when I am hurt. It keeps me from overloading. I guess I should have taken some of it today - huh." She explained tiredness and pain expressed in every word.
"Where did you get this stuff?" He questioned. "Do you have any idea if this stuff is safe? I know some people who could test it to make sure. It could be addictive, have bad side affects or even kill you." He stated in alarm.
"It appears safe Scott. I have been taking it off and on again for a few years. A doctor in Memphis sends it to me." She took a deep breath and began to explain, "He is a mutant too, a telepath. He was working some where on the west coast and helped develop the drug. His partner wanted to go thru normal FDA channels with it but he did not want the people he knew that needed it now not to have it. Besides, he saw the dangers of going thru the government with it. They could stop production altogether or worse, keep detailed records of who was receiving the drug and then going after them."
"He took the formula and faked his death. His partner was furious, but he ended up trying to develop another drug using the formula he originally started with. It was found to cause strokes if a telepath or empath used it for more than two doses in a 24 hour period. The FDA shelved it. And that was when my doctor lost all contact about his old partner."
Sara sat up in bed just high enough to take some of the pills and drink the water. She lay back down and said, "Scott I'm going to need you to watch Johnny for me please. I am really sorry about this but I have to go to sleep now or it will only get worse."
"No problem. When is his bed time?" He asked.
"7pm but he needs dinner and a bath too." She looked worried as she said it.
"It is all right. I will take care of everything. Do you think you will wake up in a few hours and want something to eat?" Scott asked.
"Yeah just a chicken salad sandwich would be good. You can put it in the fridge." She smiled weakly and closed her eyes.
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Three hours later, Scott was in the bathroom up to his elbows in bath water with a hyperactive two year old boy in the bath tub. "Johnny, how come I am as wet as you are and you're the one in the tub?" Scott asked bewildered.
"Bath fun, more water more water!" Johnny squeals in delight as he splashed Scott again.
"Johnny quiet we don't want to hurt your mommy's head or wake her up do we?" Scott said as he scowled at the little boy.
Johnny just laughed at him and continued to play his game with his toys.
Scott rolled his eyes and began to smile.
Sara heard splashing in the bathroom and got up and walked over to take a peek thru the door. The site that greeted her was a drenched Scott giving an energetic Johnny a bath or at least trying too.
"Well I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. For a man who has never had children of his own, you are doing one hell of a job with Johnny." Sara said quietly as a feeling of rightness spread thru her.
"What the???" Scott looked up startled. He had been so focused on Johnny that he hadn't heard Sara get up.
"Sorry I didn't mean to startle ya'll." She apologized with a small smile.
"What are you doing out of bed and how is your head?" Scott said as he got up and walked over to Sara while wiping his hands on a towel in a vain attempt to get dry.
"I'm feeling better. It now feels like I have a large cat sitting on my head instead of a knife sticking out of it." She replied.
He began to look at her intently- her face and body to see if her words really matched what she was saying.
Sara looked away shyly because of the intensity of his stare. "Scott I'm better really. Johnny has Scott been taking good care of you honey?" She asked her son.
"Yeah 'Cott gate! We ate chicken! You eat now mommy?" Johnny said.
"Yes I guess I will. What did you leave me to eat little man?" She asked her son as she patted is wet head.
"Chicken sam'ich, chips and tea. Good eat now!" He said in a stern voice as he waved his finger at her in an imitation of a general giving out orders.
Both Scott and Sara laughed at Johnny, and Johnny grinned back at them.
"Mommy we keep 'Cott peazz?" He begged.
"Uh well. Listen Johnny you just can't keep people." She started to explain when Scott interrupted.
"I will be friends with you two for as long as you want me too. Is that good enough big guy?" He asked.
With a huge smile Johnny squealed, "Yes!"
Both Scott and Sara looked pained at the sound of the squealing that Johnny was doing.
"Johnny you are hurting both your mommy and me with your squealing and yelling. Stop please now." Scott demanded.
"Sorry." He replied
Scott looked at Sara and said, "Do you think that you're going to be alright for the rest of the night?"
"Yes." She said simply as she placed a reassuring hand on Scott's arm.
"OK. I just didn't want to leave if you still needed help. It is getting late and I need to change out of these wet clothes." He said as he headed toward the door. Stopping he looked back and with a large smile asked, "Do you want to do breakfast in the morning?"
"Is this a date Mr. Summers?" She joked with a smile of her own.
"Yes I believe it is Ms. Miller. And of course we will need our chaperone." He winked at Johnny who did not understand all that was just said but enough to know that he would see Scott in the morning.
"Breaky with 'Cott yeah!" He yelled out. "Help want out now Mommy." He pleaded.
Sara helped her son out of the tub and he promptly ran over to Scott naked and wet and gave him a great big hug around the knees. Scott bent down and returned the hug willingly.
"Looks like you have a friend for life Scott." She said laughing.
"I could do much worse." He replied. "Good night big guy and I will see you in the morning. Is eight thirty to early for me to come and get you?" He asked Sara.
"No eight thirty will be just fine. And thanks again for all your help today. I don't know how I would have survived it with out you." She shyly added.
"Well my room is just two doors down on the right if you need me again, ok." He stated.
"Thanks. I better take care of my little streaker and have some dinner. Good night Scott." Sara said.
"Good night Sara and Johnny." He replied as he walked out into the hallway.
A Different Day
Chapter 3
"Mssr. LeBeau here is the Michaelson file that you requested." Mary Jones said humbly.
Jean-Luc turned around to face her. He looked down at the file folder that she was holding out for him. He took the file opened it up and pulled out the denial form.
Looking at the receptionist he said to both women, "Retype this and rent the 3 bedroom apartment to Mssr. Michaelson and his family. I do not care that his little one is a mutant. The child is harmless." LeBeau stated in a commanding tone.
"But Mssr. LeBeau, the other tenants will get hysterical and move or demand that they leave if we let an obvious mutant live here." She pleaded.
"He and his family will live here and that is final. Furthermore, were you planning on not renting to that young woman and her son as well? If so stop right now, if her references are good rent to her. And, I am to be informed as so as both families have moved in as well." LeBeau turned and handed the folder back to the receptionist and stormed out of the office.
"Do as Mssr. LeBeau requested. I will be in my office. I have a headache." Jones said as she moved towards her office door.
"Yes Mary." She said.
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The drive back to the hotel started out quietly with no one wanting to make anyone any more upset than they already were. Both Scott and Sara were angry about the blatant discrimination against Sara because she was a mutant. The only reason Scott could think of that Sara was not crying about it now was because that man Mssr. LeBeau had been nice to her and Johnny restoring some of her faith in normal people. And this reminded them both that not all people feared and hated them automatically.
A short way down the road, Scott had noted in passing that there was a half way decent looking family restaurant not to far from the hotel. He thought smugly, 'And people complain that I'm unobservant, humph.' Trying to be cheerful Scott said, "Sara I just saw a good place to eat a street back or so. Why don't we get everyone cleaned up and go have a nice quiet dinner out. That should make us all feel a little bit better and it will be a more comfortable place for us to talk I think." Scott gave his best smile in hopes of making this woman he was starting to feel very protective of, go out with him. Not to mention, he was really starting to like little Johnny as well. He had spunk for a little guy. Scott reached over and placed his hand gently on her shoulder.
Sara was concentrating on Scott's profile with side wise glances hoping to figure out what was going on with her feelings. She knew she was tired and was beginning to get a headache. And she really did not want to leave the hotel once she got there but Scott was really trying to help, she knew that but. Her mind was rambling while he was talking and when he touched her shoulder she was unprepared and so was over whelmed with Scott's emotions.
Suddenly his feelings were too sharp and too strong for her. She whined and grabbed her head because the migraine that was low level before became pass-out level in one second flat. She had felt like this before for someone else and he had protected her after that for three years but he never opened up completely to her empathic need to bond and then he was gone without a trace. 'Not again, I can't,' was her last thought as her mind shut down in overload.
Scott was startled when she flinched and grabbed her head, crying out - something was really wrong! "Sara what's wrong?" He asked with concern. He immediately went into Fearless Leader mode and pulled the car over to the side of the road and into a closed old Mobile gas station parking lot. After parking the car, he jumped and ran around to her side and yanked open the passenger door.
"Sara, Sara talk to me!" Scott pleaded as he knelt down beside her. Sara was holding her head and not responding to him at all. She was making small quiet pained filled noises. It hurt Scott to hear them.
"Mommy, Mommy! 'Cott Mommy going away again!" Johnny started to cry as he tried to get out of his car seat and get to his mother.
"No." Scott yelled.
Johnny looked at him in fear and confusion. All he knew was he needed to help his Mommy now because if he didn't she would go away like Daddy did.
Realizing his mistake Scott replied in a much gentler tone, "I will help her. Sit tight and let me talk to her. Sara you're scaring your son and me. What is going on Sara please talk to me? Please don't keep quiet I need you to talk to me right now." His voice started off commanding but it ended in a low soft pleading tone accompanied by gentle caresses to her face while he held and messaged one of her hands.
She heard Scott calling to her as if she were at the bottom of a well. She could also hear her son crying and calling her. "Take me back to the hotel." She gasped as she forced herself to the surface to say. "I need my medicine - migraine." She rasped out finally.
"No, I am taking you to a hospital." Scott refused to believe that this was just some migraine. His full protector mode was now in top gear.
"No please back to the hotel. Too many people at the hospital - empath. Please Scott calm down you're making it worse for me." She whined.
It was Scott's turn to flinch as he realized he was the one hurting her. "Do you really have medicine in your room?" He demanded softly trying to control his emotions at the same time. Then he looked up at Johnny. He softened his expression.
"Sorry little man." He reached out and petted Johnny's head. "I need your help. Does you're mommy really have medicine for her headache back at the room?" He asked Johnny.
"Mommy has med make her seep make her feel better. You make Mommy better peazzz?" He then burst into hysterical tears.
"It's ok big guy I will get you two back to your room and get your mom what she needs to feel better." He opened the back door and gave Johnny a hug. Placing both hands on Johnny's face and tilting it upwards to look into his eyes, and as he wiped away the tears Scott said, "I will take care of both of you ok. You have to be a big boy now for me and help me take care of your mom."
Johnny reached up to take off Scott's glass so he could look at him. But Scott stopped him in mid motion.
"No Johnny. If I look at anyone or anything with my glasses off I hurt them. Let's just say my eyes are like guns and if you take my glasses off my eyes would shot you and hurt you badly and I don't want to do that." Scott tried to explain.
"Johnny helps 'Cott make Mommy better." He said with a nod and all the determination that a two year old can give because he seemed to believe this man with the strange glasses.
"Yeah big guy we will make your Mommy better. Now I need to talk to your mom again and get both of you back to your room." He turned and closed the car door and went to Sara side.
"Sara stay with me ok?" He said as he knelt down and took her hand again.
"Yeah, just get us out of here. I need my meds now." She scrunched up her eyes and began to whine and whimper in pain again.
Scott closed her door for her and got back into the car and headed for the hotel. Once there, he got Johnny out first with the diaper bag and then helped Sara out.
Johnny went to his mother's side and took her hand while Scott supported her on the other side.
Once up stairs, "Scott my card key. It's in the diaper bag." So, Scott began the infamous search for the card key thru the diaper bag, but as luck would have it, Scott managed to find it right way. After opening the door, Scott dropped the diaper bag down on the floor just inside the door and turned to Johnny while still supporting Sara. "Johnny can you get on the bed and pull back the covers?"
He nodded his head eagerly and said, "Johnny fix bed for mommy 'Cott."
"Scott my meds are in my overnight bag in the bathroom." Sara told Scott as she staggered toward a chair near her bed with a light blue flowered comforter that Johnny was pulling off.
"Sara lay down and I will get the medicine and water for you. If I'm correct you can barely see much less stand up on your own. Besides late my girl friend Jean was a telepath and some times the stress would cause her to overload too. I can help if you let me." Scott gently added while he headed for the bathroom to get her medicines.
"Thank you." She said as she tried to smile thru the pain. "You make a good Knight in shining armor for psychics Scott."
He smiled sadly and as he entered the bathroom. The over night case was on the sink with several bottles of medications on top. Picking up all five bottles and a glass of water, he headed back to Sara.
"Sara I recognize all but one of these medications. What is this one labeled psyblocktol?" He asked as he opened the plainly labeled non prescription bottle.
"It is a drug to help empaths block out others' emotions. I use it when my shields are down or if I am going to a very crowded place or when I am hurt. It keeps me from overloading. I guess I should have taken some of it today - huh." She explained tiredness and pain expressed in every word.
"Where did you get this stuff?" He questioned. "Do you have any idea if this stuff is safe? I know some people who could test it to make sure. It could be addictive, have bad side affects or even kill you." He stated in alarm.
"It appears safe Scott. I have been taking it off and on again for a few years. A doctor in Memphis sends it to me." She took a deep breath and began to explain, "He is a mutant too, a telepath. He was working some where on the west coast and helped develop the drug. His partner wanted to go thru normal FDA channels with it but he did not want the people he knew that needed it now not to have it. Besides, he saw the dangers of going thru the government with it. They could stop production altogether or worse, keep detailed records of who was receiving the drug and then going after them."
"He took the formula and faked his death. His partner was furious, but he ended up trying to develop another drug using the formula he originally started with. It was found to cause strokes if a telepath or empath used it for more than two doses in a 24 hour period. The FDA shelved it. And that was when my doctor lost all contact about his old partner."
Sara sat up in bed just high enough to take some of the pills and drink the water. She lay back down and said, "Scott I'm going to need you to watch Johnny for me please. I am really sorry about this but I have to go to sleep now or it will only get worse."
"No problem. When is his bed time?" He asked.
"7pm but he needs dinner and a bath too." She looked worried as she said it.
"It is all right. I will take care of everything. Do you think you will wake up in a few hours and want something to eat?" Scott asked.
"Yeah just a chicken salad sandwich would be good. You can put it in the fridge." She smiled weakly and closed her eyes.
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Three hours later, Scott was in the bathroom up to his elbows in bath water with a hyperactive two year old boy in the bath tub. "Johnny, how come I am as wet as you are and you're the one in the tub?" Scott asked bewildered.
"Bath fun, more water more water!" Johnny squeals in delight as he splashed Scott again.
"Johnny quiet we don't want to hurt your mommy's head or wake her up do we?" Scott said as he scowled at the little boy.
Johnny just laughed at him and continued to play his game with his toys.
Scott rolled his eyes and began to smile.
Sara heard splashing in the bathroom and got up and walked over to take a peek thru the door. The site that greeted her was a drenched Scott giving an energetic Johnny a bath or at least trying too.
"Well I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. For a man who has never had children of his own, you are doing one hell of a job with Johnny." Sara said quietly as a feeling of rightness spread thru her.
"What the???" Scott looked up startled. He had been so focused on Johnny that he hadn't heard Sara get up.
"Sorry I didn't mean to startle ya'll." She apologized with a small smile.
"What are you doing out of bed and how is your head?" Scott said as he got up and walked over to Sara while wiping his hands on a towel in a vain attempt to get dry.
"I'm feeling better. It now feels like I have a large cat sitting on my head instead of a knife sticking out of it." She replied.
He began to look at her intently- her face and body to see if her words really matched what she was saying.
Sara looked away shyly because of the intensity of his stare. "Scott I'm better really. Johnny has Scott been taking good care of you honey?" She asked her son.
"Yeah 'Cott gate! We ate chicken! You eat now mommy?" Johnny said.
"Yes I guess I will. What did you leave me to eat little man?" She asked her son as she patted is wet head.
"Chicken sam'ich, chips and tea. Good eat now!" He said in a stern voice as he waved his finger at her in an imitation of a general giving out orders.
Both Scott and Sara laughed at Johnny, and Johnny grinned back at them.
"Mommy we keep 'Cott peazz?" He begged.
"Uh well. Listen Johnny you just can't keep people." She started to explain when Scott interrupted.
"I will be friends with you two for as long as you want me too. Is that good enough big guy?" He asked.
With a huge smile Johnny squealed, "Yes!"
Both Scott and Sara looked pained at the sound of the squealing that Johnny was doing.
"Johnny you are hurting both your mommy and me with your squealing and yelling. Stop please now." Scott demanded.
"Sorry." He replied
Scott looked at Sara and said, "Do you think that you're going to be alright for the rest of the night?"
"Yes." She said simply as she placed a reassuring hand on Scott's arm.
"OK. I just didn't want to leave if you still needed help. It is getting late and I need to change out of these wet clothes." He said as he headed toward the door. Stopping he looked back and with a large smile asked, "Do you want to do breakfast in the morning?"
"Is this a date Mr. Summers?" She joked with a smile of her own.
"Yes I believe it is Ms. Miller. And of course we will need our chaperone." He winked at Johnny who did not understand all that was just said but enough to know that he would see Scott in the morning.
"Breaky with 'Cott yeah!" He yelled out. "Help want out now Mommy." He pleaded.
Sara helped her son out of the tub and he promptly ran over to Scott naked and wet and gave him a great big hug around the knees. Scott bent down and returned the hug willingly.
"Looks like you have a friend for life Scott." She said laughing.
"I could do much worse." He replied. "Good night big guy and I will see you in the morning. Is eight thirty to early for me to come and get you?" He asked Sara.
"No eight thirty will be just fine. And thanks again for all your help today. I don't know how I would have survived it with out you." She shyly added.
"Well my room is just two doors down on the right if you need me again, ok." He stated.
"Thanks. I better take care of my little streaker and have some dinner. Good night Scott." Sara said.
"Good night Sara and Johnny." He replied as he walked out into the hallway.