AN: I think I need to clarify something on the previous chapter. I, in no way, intended to imply that Kitty and Tilly were exactly the same. Of course there were many differences along with the simularities. But the point I was trying to make, poorly I suppose, was that no matter who she was with or where she went, Kitty would not be happy with any other man besides Matt. And Matt, no matter how free, would not be truly happy or free without Kitty. Both of them were strong people and would've survived alone but their true happiness and freedom was with each other just as Tilly and Jeff's happiness and freedom depended on their being together.
Badly as Jack wanted to get back to the story and his promise to tell it, he couldn't. His classes for that week couldn't be skipped, if he didn't want to fail, and his dad seriously needed his help on the ranch. Reluctantly, Jack put aside what he wanted to do, and did what he had to. But every spare moment he spent gathering more information and talking with Robin who was also spending what little free time she had to help him.
When the two got together a week and a half later, they had more details to add to their tale and an urgent desire to write it down.
Robin looked over Jack's shoulder as he wrote and nodded in approval. "Jack, this is going to be a wonderful story." She praised.
"Maybe." Jack shrugged. "But I don't want it to be just a wonderful story. I want it to be as close to the truth as I can get it and I want it factual. That's why all of this research was so important. I don't think this ghost would've contacted me to just tell a good story. It said it wanted the truth to be told."
"And you're doing that." Robin ran a hand through his hair and hugged him from behind. "Whoever this ghost is, he or she will be pleased with what you've written so far."
"I hope so." Jack sighed as he quit typing and turned around, pulling Robin into his arms. "Next to you, that's the most important thing to me right now."
Robin grinned as she pulled his face to hers and grinned. "As long as you have your priorities straight." She said as they kissed.
Later that day, after Robin had left and he'd gone back to work, Jack again sat back and looked at what he written so far. It still wasn't complete yet but it was getting close to what the ghost really wanted everyone to know.
"Horatio?" Jack heard his father's voice calling him from the bottom of the stairs. "Coming, Dad." He called back. Closing down his computer, Jack grabbed his jacket and his hat and headed out. He'd promised his father he'd help him set some fence posts and other chores seriously needed to be done. His promise couldn't be put off for any longer.
He had a great deal more that he wanted to write but he was satisfied that he'd reached a good enough stopping point for right then.
"I'll do more when I come back." He told himself and the ever present spirit he felt in his room. "I'll see ya later."
After Jack left, his computer turned on, the screen glowing bright as the word documents came up and the first page of the second part of the story opened and scrolled to the top.
TBC
