Thanks for the reviews! So I also found it pretty funny when a few people pointed out Peter Brady and the name choice. I really didn't put the pieces together until someone mentioned it. I got the name from meshing my boyfriend and friend names together hence Peter Brady. Ha, so I wasn't thinking about the Brady Bunch, although that'd be an interesting storyline. Anywho, thanks for reading! Keep the reviews coming and I'll keep the updates coming!
--rose haley 3
The six Scott's, and Peter, stepped out of the limo at the airport. They dropped off their luggage and walked to the waiting room, sitting down to wait to board the plane.
Bridget had a big smile on her face, she loved planes, and she hadn't been on one in ages. She ran to the window and watched the planes, one by one, take off of the runway. Peter watched her and smiled at how happy she was. He watched her smile fade, though, as Clay walked over and sat down by himself.
She stood up and walked over to him, sitting down "You okay?"
Clay nodded, but Bridget knew he was lying.
"Clay." She said, not taking a nod for an answer. She knew him well, well enough to know every time he lied.
"Have you talk to Kylie today?" he asked
Bridget shook her head "No, she hasn't answered her phone in three days, and when I stopped over her mom said she was sleeping."
"So it's not just me." Clay said, somewhat to himself.
"No, it's not." She said quietly, putting her arm around his shoulder "She's going through something extremely hard, something we can't relate too. And if she wants some space we need to give it to her."
Clay let out a small smile as they made a boarding call for the first class passengers of flight 323.
Bridget jumped up "I call middle!" she yelled, running onto the plane.
Clay and Peter followed her into the plane, Peter sat next to Bridget, and Clay sat in the aisle seat. The adults sat in back of the three kids.
"Don't you love planes Brady?" Bridget asked cheerfully, pulling her hair up into a ponytail and curling up in her warm sweatshirt.
"Actually, I've never been on a plane." Peter told her.
Bridget sat up and stared at him "Never?" she asked, as if everyone in the world had been on a plane before.
"Never."
Bridget stood up "Then you should get the window seat." She nudged him over "It's the best view."
Peter didn't argue and switched seats with Bridget.
The plane took off, and the pilot announced that they would be landing in 6 hours. Peter looked out the window for a while, but as it got dark, he looked around and realized that most everyone was sleeping, except for him and Bridget. Bridget was reading a magazine and glanced up, noticing that Peter was watching her.
Without saying a word, she put her magazine down and placed her head on Peter's shoulder, closing her eyes. He gently placed his arm around her and smiled, before drifting off into his own dream, wondering if it'd be better then what was going on right now.
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"Grandma Karen!" Bridget was the first one into the house. She ran into the kitchen, where she knew her grandmother would be.
Karen smiled and Bridget jumped into her arms "Look at you sweetie!" Karen gushed "You look so much older then the last time I saw you!"
"Grandma!" Clay (who was in a better mood than before) held out his arms. Karen hugged him tight, asking him how everything was, not knowing about Kylie's pregnancy.
Karen said hi to her son and daughter-in-law, as well as Nathan and Haley, before noticing the young boy standing quietly against the wall.
"Hi, I'm Peter." Peter said, holding out his hand to Karen.
Karen smiled, unsure of exactly who this boy was "Hi, I'm Karen."
"Karen." Haley said "This is Peter Brady, he's going to be living with us."
Karen was about to speak when a beautiful, tall brunette walked into the room.
"Lucas!" the girl squealed, jumping into Lucas' arms.
"Lily!" Lucas said happily "You look……big." He put his hands on her big belly.
Lily laughed "Yea, I've been told."
After everyone said their hellos, Bridget announced that she was going to take a walk around town. Clay was going to walk to the River Court and shoot some hoops.
Before walking out of the house, Bridget grabbed Peter's hand "C'mon Brady."
Peter and Bridget walked in silence for a bit, and she turned into an alleyway.
"Where are we going?" Peter asked.
"Follow me." Bridget pulled him further down the alleyway and opened up a back door with her bobby pin, walking up a steep flight of stairs. Peter didn't ask, he just followed. When she reached the door at the top she opened it up and walked out onto the rooftop. Peter looked around and there was a small miniature golf course, decorated in a child's design and Christmas lights all over.
"My dad and Aunt Haley made this when they were kids. No one except them and Clay and I know about it. Whenever we visited Clay and I would come up here all the time." Bridget explained, sitting on the edge of the roof.
Peter sat next to her, before motioning to Clay, who was sitting on the other side of the roof.
"Yea, I know he'd be there." Bridget said "He never tells the adults when he comes here, it's where he comes to think when we're here." Then she looked at Clay "C'mere Clay."
Clay paused a second before walking over and sitting next to Bridget. She lifted her arms and put them around both boy's shoulders.
"Listen, both of you need to understand something." She said seriously as both boys looked at her "I know the past week has sucked and everything that has been going on has sucked, but we can't just sit around and brood because the truth is, it's just life, there's really nothing to be afraid of, it's all gonna work out and there's a plan for all of us, even if it might not be what we expected."
Then the three just sat there until it started to rain "All right, let's get back." Bridget said, standing up "We're gonna get soaked."
Clay didn't stand up though "I'm gonna hang here for a few more minutes, I'll meet you guys back there."
Peter followed Bridget, but before he left, he took off his jacket and handed it to Clay, who didn't have a jacket.
"Thanks." Clay said as Peter walked away.
Peter and Bridget walked along the street until Bridget turned "Let's walk along the river." She took his hand "We're soaked already, a little bit more isn't gonna hurt us."
Peter smiled and followed her down to the river and they sat on a bench, looking at all of the boats in the harbor.
'I'm glad you came." Bridget told him, wiping her wet hair back into a ponytail.
"I'm glad I came too." He told her truthfully, looking at her smile, which faded early on in the trip "You okay?"
"Yea. Why?"
"You've been so worried about Clay, I don't think you realized that you haven't been yourself either." He answered.
"You don't even know me." She snapped "You've been here for a week."
Peter didn't know why she got so offended "I know I don't know everything about you, but I do know that you're the happiest girl I've ever met. So when you're not happy I know something's wrong." When she didn't say anything he continued "And Bridget…..I'd really like to know more about you."
"I'd like to learn more about you too." She said quietly "I'm sorry I snapped at you….I'm just not used to hanging out with someone that cares about me….well other than Clay….and he's my cousin. But you really care, but I'm not good at letting people in. I'm sorry."
Peter raised his hand ad gently grazed her face "It's okay. I have time. I really like you Bridget."
"What if you leave?" she asked "I hate when people leave."
"I signed the papers, so did Mr. and Mrs. Scott. I'm not going anywhere." He said, brushing her hair out of her eyes.
She just smiled and he leaned in and kissed her. Not a small kiss, but the kind of kiss two people share when they are falling hard.
