This is what happened last:

About an hour later, of talking and eating the guys decided that it was time to go. Tomorrow was Sunday and we all needed the rest. After they were gone I ran into the bathroom, before Elena could say anything. I took a quick and warm shower. We met in the living room with our pj.'s on, and sat down for a movie. Elena had already set out some options to choose from. We settled on a chick flick, romance since we were both in the mood.

Thanks for reading on, I hope that it's up to your standards! This is where the plot thickens!

Surprise! ,)

Chapter 10: Tragedy strikes…

Kathy's POV:

That following morning Elena and I woke up refreshed and ready for the day by 7:30. At least I did, Elena was groggy and taking a shower to fully wake up. Last night we had agreed to let the boys pick us up, and after church we would have lunch together, even though we were already having dinner that night as well. Pedro and Josh were going to drive home with us, and then later that evening, would take us to that restaurant. Josh would go to his home, which wasn't far, afterwards, and Pedro would drive all the way back to his, here at the lake. It was perfect!

I made us a quick breakfast and took a shower of my own. By 8:20 we were ready and were grabbing our Bibles and putting on some last minute jewelry. A knock sounded at the door, "Elena their here!" I yelled at the other room, while getting my purse. I walked over to the front door and opened it.

There was Josh and Pedro standing in their khaki pants and polo shirts that were different colors. "Well don't you two clean up nice." I said as Elena made her entrance. I slightly laughed, because we were both wearing summer dresses. Mine was knee length with a paisley pattern that was blue and yellow. Elena had on one that was pink and yellow, but not a paisley pattern.

We arrived in the parking lot of the church. It was a quaint little building, and seemed to have a welcoming air to it. Josh and Pedro led us to the main sanctuary. The service started with singing and worshiping. Then an older looking man stepped up to the stage and began to preach on healing and forgiveness. The service was a whole lot more amazing then I had anticipated. The songs were up to date, and the words the preacher spoke seemed to seep deep into my soul. I had never felt so close to God in Church before. Other than revivals at camps and retreats, it was the best. I hung on every word spoken as if life or death depended on it.

The service ended all too soon and we were eating lunch together at an Italian restaurant. "This is a really good Cesar salad." I commented to my friend's. Pedro and Elena were seated in the booth across from Josh and I. We had just ordered and all our salads were given to us.

"Pedro I officially love your church! The service was amazing. You are so blessed to live near enough to go there." I said, truly meaning every word.

"Gracias, I am, I have been going there ever since I can remember. It's more than my church, everyone there is family." Pedro replied, with such awe in his voice, as his eyes sparkled with admiration.

"I completely agree. That was the best service I have had in a very long time." Josh added to the conversation, smiling a genuine smile that would make any girl's heart melt.

"Si, it was good." Elena said rather quickly to comment. She was a Christian she believed that Jesus die on the cross for her, and she went to church with me, but I never really saw her actually filled with the Holy Spirit. I had been trying for years to get her to grow closer to God, but I wasn't sure what else to do. For her to comment at all was a step in the right direction. Pedro seemed like a decent Godly young man, maybe which would be the key to getting her to surrender and give herself over to God, completely. For her to feel the all encompassing love and comfort it brings to give all your cares and doubts over to the Lord for him to carry for you and take control, that was my goal for her. For now all I could do was be an example, which I was still working at. I hadn't truly had a great relationship with God in a while. I prayed and went to church, but today was the first time in a long time that I had actually felt something deep in my heart, pulling me towards my heavenly father once again…

We were half way through with eating our main meals when we started to make official plans for our dates that evening. Josh would pick me up from the house and Pedro at Elena's. We would meet at the restaurant and things would go from there.

I was walking outside to the car with Elena when my phone started to go off. I looked at the id and it said 'mom'. "Hang on I have to take this." I stood a few feet away when I picked up.

"Hey mom what's up?"

For a second or two all I heard was a weeping sound from the other end. Mom's crying? Why is she crying…?

I was beginning to worry, "Hello? Mom? MOM?! What's going on?!"

"Your…Father…oh…Aiden will…" Her voice cracked and faltered.

Aiden picked up, and in a husky voice he only used when worried spoke up, "Hey sis. You need to uh, get to the Hospital. Dad's…well he's been in an accident…You just need to get here as soon as possible."

My heart felt like it had been torn into a million pieces. I began to weep and cry with sorrow. "What?! Aiden, what's going on? What do mean Dad's been hurt? Is he ok? Oh God please no…"

Elena walked up and put her arms around me as I felt my legs go weak. The last thing I remember is Josh's face coming into view as I was lifted into the air officially giving into his strong embrace before my mind went into unconsciousness and took over completely…

Ha, ha! Cliffee! Big switheroo. It was actually planned from the beginning!...:)