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Chapter twenty-one-Practice makes...Death!
As I came back with a gasp, I found myself just stood there. What on earth had he meant by that? He had told Andy two things, one I had expected, but the other worried me. It wasn't like I could go clarify it with him. As he had lent in, the first thing he had told me hadn't shocked me at all.
"You know you're a disappointment to your father, but at least my son isn't a disappointment to me, he's been helpful these last few days,"
This I already knew, so it was no shock to find out he had a son, who was his accomplice. If I hadn't watched the show, I wouldn't have known, but then again if I hadn't watched the show, I wouldn't be here in the first place. The second thing was much more disturbing, at least for me and I would have to think about it.
As I started to head back towards Andy's house, the pain in my gut started, that sort of gut wrenching pain. I swigged down the painkiller, grimacing at the taste. I was not going to get far, and it was not like I could go to Jimmy. He was currently in Pepper's with Abby and Charlie. I lent against a tree, I couldn't just give up. I sat down on the forest floor with my back against the tree, waiting for the painkiller to kick in. Finally the pain started to ebb and I hauled myself to my feet once more. When I reached Andy's house I could walk a little easier, I was going to have to put up with it. I got all the cats into carriers and left, feeling like a pack horse. Once the cats were safely ensconced in my house, I sat down. I had to go see Shane, and now was probably the best time, but I still had the problem of how was I going to convince Wellington. I came to the conclusion that maybe, by some miracle, Shane might have the answer and decided to go see him there and then.
As I headed off towards the police station, I felt a phone vibrate in my pocket. I hadn't realised I still had one on me. I pulled it out and realised it was Booth's. I was confused as to why it hadn't stayed when I had death jumped Booth. I glanced at the caller id. It was Danny. I let it go to voice mail, as there was no way I could answer it. When it had finished, I noticed there was a message from Danny. I checked it out of interest.
"Hey Boothy! Where are you hiding out man?" Danny's voice said. "Muffin was asking about you all night! She was waiting for you at the bachelor party. Call me!"
That blooming doll, I thought with a smile
"Oh, and Henry wants to know why you hate him!" he added.
When I reached the police station, Deputy Garrett was on duty this time, and so I got into see Shane a lot quicker.
"Hey lovey, how ya holding up?" I said, as Garrett let me in.
"Hey, alright, bit tired," said Shane; I could see the tiredness in his eyes. "Food could be better,"
"Sorry, no five star service here," commented Garrett, as he was leaving. "Just call when you want out,"
"Right now, would be great!" smirked Shane.
"Wasn't talking to you Shane!" called Garrett, back.
"So, how are you coping with the whole wedding?" asked Shane, watching me.
"Fine, I'm not doing to bad," I said.
"Those Wellingtons giving you any trouble?" he queried.
"No Shane. Look, don't worry, I can handle myself," I said, giving him a smile.
"Well, I know how some of them can be," he said.
"So, has Charlie said when he's letting you go?" I asked, changing the subject and already knowing the answer.
"After the wedding, he doesn't want me causing trouble," Shane sighed.
"You, causing trouble…the cheek!" I said, radiating sarcasm.
"I know, I just don't know why he would think that" smirked Shane.
"Oh, I think I might have an idea!" said a new voice.
We looked up to find Jimmy, leaning against the door frame.
"Really, do tell," said Shane, with a look of mock interest.
"It's for me to know and you to fish out!" laughed Jimmy.
"You seem cheery this morning," I said, noting his happy face.
"Well, you'll never guess what happened!" he replied.
He the proceeded to tell us, how Abby had come to him and stayed the night; after talking into the wee hours, all the while Shane giving him a slightly disapproving look. Then how Charlie had come by in the morning for the usual breakfast at Pepper's, and how she had joined them. They had spoken for ages, from how Abby was doing in LA, to the old days and past events. He beamed his way through the explanation, and it made me so happy to see him like that.
"Well whooped de doo for you mate!" grumbled Shane.
I gave him a look.
"What!" he said, glaring back. "She's only going to hurt him again and you know how bad it got!"
"I think your wrong Shane, its different from before," said Jimmy.
"What happened to the plan?" asked Shane, watching Jimmy.
"It changed, Rebecca you agree with me don't you?" he said, giving me a pleading look.
I was caught between a rock and a hard place. Yes I knew how it would turn out, but Shane did have a point.
"I think that you are right for each other, but don't get your hopes up to high," I reasoned, finally. "Take it easy, don't dash head first into it,"
"I'm not, I am being careful," he said, slowly.
"I can see it too man, your getting in too deep, too quick," said Shane, looking him in the eye.
"Just shut up Shane!" said Jimmy, slight anger in his voice.
"Oh come on guys! Jimmy, Shane's just worried about you and Shane, don't push it," I said, as usual being the mediator.
The guys instead now stood glaring at each other, I sighed.
"Look, on a different matter I need both your help," I started. "I have a theoretical question to ask,"
"Theoretical? Um, ok go on," said Jimmy
"Well there is this theoretical guy and I need to convince him to leave because he is in danger…"
"Is this your way of starting an 'I'm going to talk about people you know, but don't want you to know I'm talking about them' conversation?" asked Shane, raising an eyebrow.
"No it's not, I'm writing a new book and I'm stuck,"
"You're writing again?" said Jimmy, looking surprised.
"Yes, surly it's not that hard to believe. Anyway this guy is stubborn and up himself and I have to tell him to leave," I continued.
"You sure it's not me you're talking about?" said Shane.
"Yes, this guy is way more stubborn then you, like ten times as stubborn,"
"I should meet him, I think we'd get on!" commented Shane
I gave him a look.
"Ok, ok, get on with it," he said, grinning.
"I have to get him to get in a car and leave. However his family are all here and he can't take them, or tell them he's going. He can't be seen or contact anyone,"
"Ok, so why not tell him he's in danger and it's for his family's sake?" suggested Jimmy.
"Because, I can't, how would you take it if someone came up to you and said you're going to die," I explained. "Someone is going to shoot you in front of friends and family and you're going to die, so I want you to leave,"
"I would say your lying or how could you possibly know that," said Shane. "That or I'd think you were a nut job!"
"I know," I said, sadly.
"What about knocking him out," suggested Shane.
"I need his help later and I somehow don't think he'd be too willing to help me, if I had knocked him out," I replied, worrying.
"Well how about telling him the truth," said Jimmy.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well surly if your character knows he is going to die, and therefore knows the future, then they should know stuff he has only told one other person, who wouldn't tell you, or know one at all," suggested Jimmy.
"You mean prove to him I'm telling the truth, by showing him I know the impossible?"
"Yes, and if the guy doesn't believe you then, then your only option would be to drug him," continued Jimmy. "It's not as bad as knocking him out,"
"Plus if this dude cares about his family, he would likely do it for his family," added Shane.
"Cheers, I hate writers block," I said, feeling a little more confident.
We spoke a little longer of stuff in general, and I finally had to get going. Garrett let me out, after I had hugged and said goodbye to Shane. I did the same to Jimmy, before heading out of the station in the direction of the mariner.
As I reached the mariner, it was quiet. I headed onto The Marlin, and unlocked her. There wasn't a huge lot to do, Trish and Thomas were out in the woods, Henry and Charlie would be clearing the dead racoon. I decided to clean The Marlin or at least start. I had been doing stuff for about twenty minutes, when I spotted Danny and Sully come out of the woods. They split up, Sully headed for town and Danny towards the docks. Danny started questioning the fishermen he could find, well anyone he could find really, as to whether they had seen Booth. I watched for a bit, before moving into the cabin to clear that out a bit. I never noticed Danny approach or climb on board even, until someone's voice yelled at him.
"Oi mate! You can't just get on someone's boat!" yelled a fisherman.
"It's alright Steve I'll talk to him," said a voice I knew. "You're Danny right? A mate of Henry's?"
"Yeah, um look…"
"Jimmy, it's fine," I said, now appearing.
Danny jumped a little.
"Oh, I didn't realise you were there," said Jimmy, looking at me. "I'll be off then,"
"Thanks," I said.
I watched him leave and then turned to Danny.
"So um, yeah it's generally accepted, that you don't get on anyone's boat without their permission," I said. "Just so you know,"
"Sorry, I'm just worried that's all," said Danny, he seemed upset.
"What's wrong?" I asked, concerned.
"It's Booth, have you seen him at all?" asked Danny.
"Um, no not since yesterday," I replied.
"When?"
"Um, about, 5.30pm," I said, noticing that this did not improve his demeanour.
"Cheers, I'll get out of ya hair then," he said, turning to leave.
"Wait! Look, are you sure it's just Booth your worried about?" I said, looking him up and down.
"Yes, well, he's not answering his phone and…" he said, pausing.
"And…what?" I asked.
Danny was looking around, now he'd done it. He had been about to say all about the money and the dead guy, I was sure of it. He looked nervous.
"Look, do you promise to keep something quiet?" he said, looking me in the eyes.
"Um, yes ok," I replied. "I promise,"
"Yesterday, when we went out fishing we found a boat with a dead guy in, and…well some money," he started.
"Money? How much money?" I asked.
"Lots, like $250k," whispered Danny.
I swore.
"So what did you do?" I queried.
"Me? I didn't do anything. I said we should report it, but Mal didn't want to," said Danny, seeming to remember the scene.
"So Mal did something?" I asked, peering at Danny.
"He shot a hole in the boat…" he started.
"With what!" I interrupted.
"Oh, there was a gun too," said Danny.
"Jesus, you are all a bunch of idiots!" I snapped. "You find a dead guy in a boat with money and a gun, and you let the desperate guy get in the boat!"
"Look, it all happened so fast! Anyway we got back and counted the money. We had decide what to do with it," he continued. "Then we were in the hotel bar, when two guys with guns came in,"
"So, you assumed they were the ones who had shot the guy in the boat?" I concluded.
"Yeah, so we panicked and decided to bury the money," Danny said. "So, we drew straws to see which of us would do it,"
"An' I'm guessing Booth got picked," I said, sighing as I knew the ending. "Not the best person,"
"I don't know what to do, you know he didn't appear last night," said Danny, sounding worried.
"Yes, but didn't you tell me that the two guys with guns were with the stripper?" I replied.
"Well, yes they were,"
"Then I'm sure Booth will be ok," I said, knowing he wasn't.
At that point, Sully came back from the direction of town and made his way onto the docks. He spotted us and started to head over.
"Any luck?" I called, as he approached.
"Nope, no one has seen him. You?" Sully called, back.
"Nope, no sign of him at all," replied Danny.
"Well maybe Mal has had some luck," said Sully, hopefully.
"If he had you'd think he would have called," mumbled Danny.
"Yep, but a lot of this island doesn't have good mobile reception," I reminded. "Maybe he can't get a signal,"
"I hope your right," said Danny, as he started to leave. "Cause I don't think I could forgive myself, if something has happened to him,"
I watched the two leave. It was bad that I couldn't tell them what had happened. Yet if they even thought that something was going on, they were soon to get a rude awaking that there was. Mr Wellington's death, truly drove the nail in the coffin, so to speak, on the fact that the situation was not as it seemed. I could not stop thinking about what I was going to have to do to get his cooperation, but I was as ready as I ever would be. At about half two I set off towards the Candlewick. Trish and Thomas got back around ten to two, so I knew I had to catch him around then. I walked quickly and quietly, hoping not to be seen. I suspected by now, Robin would have found Andy's ransacked house and be worrying what to do.
As I finally reached the Candlewick, it was pretty quiet. I knew the guys by now would all be wondering where Booth was. I spotted Henry coming out on to the lawns, and then I saw the two people coming out the woods. I glanced round, before making my way quickly through the shrubbery towards Thomas. Trish and Henry were embracing, and now I broke into a run. Thomas was ahead of me, making his way back to the cabin.
"Mr Wellington!" I called.
He turned slowly and waited for me to catch up to him.
"Miss Jacobs, how can I help you?" he asked.
"I need to speak with you urgently, and preferably in private," I said, glancing towards the chalet.
We moved aside, and then he indicated for me to continue.
"I have decided to be honest with you. I am not joking, I am being absolutely serious," I started.
"Go on Miss Jacobs," he replied, watching me.
"To start with, let's cut the formal crap, it's Rebecca," I said.
"As you wish," he said, curtly.
"Look, your not going to see your daughter get married," I continued. "You're not even going to see the end of the rehearsal,"
"An' why would that be?" he queried. "Are you threatening me, cause if you are, I have had enough of that for today,"
"No I'm not, I'm warning you, someone is planning to kill you," I said, seriously. "If you go into that church you will die, and break your beloved daughter's hearts,"
"An' you know this how?" he said, giving me a look of disbelief.
"I know it, because I have seen it," I said, feeling silly. "I know many things I shouldn't,"
"You want me to believe that you have foreseen my death…"
"Yes, and I need you to do something to prevent it,"
"Stop wasting my time," he snapped, turning to walk away. "An' to think I had respect for you once,"
"Your wife is cheating on you with Shea's husband," I said.
"So you know too, I would kindly like you not to just blurt that out,"
I was losing the battle.
"In return for keeping quiet, will you do what I ask?"
"You think you can scare me?" he said, giving me a dark look.
"Ok, how about, today in the woods, firstly Trish thought she saw Gigi in the woods," I started, slight anger in my voice.
He turned to me staring slightly.
"Trish told you that right?" he replied, dryly.
"No, I haven't seen Trish since about quarter past eight this morning," I said. "Then you were both knocked off your bikes by a giant wooden log,"
"Where you spying on us?"
"No, I told you, I know things," I said. "I'm trying to prove I'm not lying to you,"
"Really, well as I said, I don't have time for this," he said, shaking his head. "My daughter's wedding rehearsal is in an hour,"
"If you don't listen, I will be forced to use this," I said.
He turned and now noticed I had pulled my silver colt out. I was pointing it at him.
"I'm a good shot, I won't miss," I said, confidently.
"I know you are," he replied.
I gave him a confused look.
"I saw you skeet shooting, you didn't miss a target,"
"Oh, right," I said, looking uncomfortable.
"Well get on with your little convincing speech, I haven't got all day,"
"Ok, well you wondered through the woods till you saw a man and he released his Alsatian on you,"
"You still could have got this all off Trish…"
"Ok then would Trish have told me the reason for the way you treat Henry," I snapped. "I know the reason you do, is because you don't trust the boy,"
Now he stared, an odd look had appeared on his face.
"I even know that although you brought Hunter Jennings here, you ended up having to pay $50k to make him leave," I continued.
"That's not possible,"
"How about I even know he hasn't cashed the cheque in, and you have been wondering why,"
"Ok, just stop it, stop it!" snapped Thomas. "What is it you want me to do?"
"What you believe me now do you," I sneered. "You going to do it to save your family the grief,"
He gave me a look, it was of unsurity and unease. I had obviously hit a nerve or conveyed something he didn't like.
"Just tell me, what you want me to do," he said, finally.
"Right, you take this map and bit of paper," I said, amazed that I wouldn't have to knock him out. "Go to this beach, there is a hidden boat on the left hand side,"
"Ok, so I have to leave to prevent my death?" he replied.
"Yes, get the boat on the water and start it," I continued. "It will take you back to Seattle, where someone will meet you,"
"An' if I do this, all my family will be ok?"
"Yes, I will save them too, but you must not be seen and you cannot contact them," I finished. "The paper explains all,"
He nodded and I patted him on the shoulder. He gave me a funny look, before leaving. Wow that had been a fight. I felt the change occur, my blood began to rush and what felt like hot anger bubbled up. I felt my body stretch and contort and finally, after several rapid blinks, I stood as Thomas Wellington.
I walked on and enter the chalet. Katherine was in there, and she turned as I entered.
"Hello my love," she said. "Where have you been?"
"I was out with Trish and we got a little lost," I replied, thinking there was no point in worrying her.
"Oh well you better get ready for the rehearsal," she said, kissing me and then moving off into the bedroom.
I went for a shower, I let the hot water run down my body. It was strange, how I always seem to have thoughts of those I'm jumping running through my brain. It's almost as if I was them, I found myself thinking and feeling what Thomas was. Finally I was ready and dressed in a smart suit. Well, I thought, at least I die in style. We made our way to the First Church of Harper's Island. That building gave me chills, as I looked up at it. Other people were already going in and I knew that others were still to come. As we entered and started down the isle, Katherine who was clutched onto my arm said.
"Call me romantic, but…this makes me wish we'd done a big church wedding,"
I smiled at her thinking after what happens here, you'll probably never want to go in a church again! The most interesting thing I found, was I heard all the conversations going on around us, however quiet they were. It was all due to the fact, that being a death jumper heightened my senses.
"Dude, everything is going to be fine," said Mal.
"Yeah, I know, but what are we going to say about Booth?" replied Danny.
"I don't know, like, family emergency or something," said Mal, sounding desperate.
At the back, Henry and Sully entered.
"Henry, uh, I need to tell you something," started Sully.
"What's up?" asked Henry.
"I never had sex with Trish," said Sully, awkwardly
"I know," Henry replied.
"Just wanna make sure," he said, still sounding awkward.
I knew Henry was giving him a look.
"Cause back in the day, when you guys were broken up…"
"Uh huh," murmured Henry.
"I tried, a couple of times, aaaand she rejected me…flat out," Sully finished.
Henry clapped Sully on the shoulder.
"She told me," he replied.
"Oh," said Sully, I knew he raised his eyebrows at this.
Henry was nodding,
"Well you are marrying one hell of a woman, I'll tell you that," Sully said, clapping Henry on the shoulder.
I knew though that Trish and Beth had just entered, and Henry was ignoring Sully and smiling at Trish.
"I am truly and sincerely happy for you man," finished Sully.
Trish and Beth were coming down the isle towards us.
"Look at you two, eyeing each other all sexy, sexy," said Beth, smiling.
Trish giggled.
"I hope I find somebody to feel that way about," Beth continued.
"Oh you will," said Trish, hugging Beth's arm.
Beth smiled and the two continued down. I knew at the same time as all this was happening, that Charlie and Patrick were looking for Revered Fain's fake body. It was as I was thinking this and listening to the conversations I knew, that I heard a conversation I hadn't expected.
"You know, Trish told me that Rebecca spent the entire night in your room," said Henry.
"What? Really, I honestly don't remember it," replied Sully.
"Well you better not let Rebecca know that," Henry said, quietly. "I think you might have a chance after all with her,"
"Are you sure?" Sully asked. "That, she was there all night,"
"Well she carried you back from The Cannery, and Trish saw her leave your room at about quarter past eight," answered Henry. "So I'm pretty sure,"
"I thought it was a dream…"
"So you do remember? I thought you said you didn't," said Henry, I assumed he was smirking.
"I wasn't going to admit I dream about her," replied Sully, sounding embarrassed.
"Well, you need to make a move soon, you only have about two days left,"
"It's easy for you to say,"
"Man up, and just do it," said Henry. "She's amazing too, and she does care whatever you might say,"
I sat there with Katherine, who was chatting to Richard at the time. All I could think at that moment, was the fact I had just learnt Sully had had dreams about me, and that Henry was still trying to play matchmaker. Yet the main thing I found myself thinking, was that fact that Henry had said 'Well, you need to make a move soon, you only have about two days left,'. He meant literally, as he killed Sully on the Monday, and it was currently Friday. I so wanted to punch him, to beat his head in with a head spade, but I couldn't. I was interrupted from my thoughts by Katherine, who was telling me we should go up to the back of the church.
So, we were all stood at the back, Sully was lent over the information board, his left hand resting on the back of his neck. He appeared to be deep in thought, possibly about the situation of me and him I thought, and not really reading the writing in front of him. Katherine at the same time, as I was watching Sully out of the corner of my eye, made some comment about my tie. I glanced down at it and then back at her. I told her it looked fine whatever she might say. Behind me again while everything else was going on, I could hear the lines I knew from Trish and Henry.
"Ever wonder how a short walk can change everything?" she murmured.
"Yeah, it's like we become different people," Henry replied, Trish giggled.
I was still watching Sully, who sighed placing both hands down on the information board, before finally moving away from it and past us.
"Trish Wellington Dunn," continued Trish, before smiling and placing her head against Henry's.
It was at that point the sound of brisk footsteps reached my ears, and in marched Maggie.
"Good afternoon everybody, as some of you may know, Reverend Fain can't be here today," she said. "So I will be conducting the rehearsal,"
I watched her walk by as she said this, I knew that the Reverend's body would soon be found…in pieces.
"First off, lets all move up to the front of the church," finished Maggie.
I turned and followed Katherine, I found Sully walked at my side almost. I heard someone else come in, and I knew who it was as soon as they spoke.
"Oh, hey," called Henry.
"Hey," replied Abby.
"Great you made it," continued Henry.
"Yeah," said Abby, with a smile.
"Did you get a ride?"
"Uh, Jimmy brought me," she said, a little awkwardly.
"Really?" said Henry, surprised.
Abby nodded.
"You know, you could have invited him in right?" said Henry, with a grin.
"Yeah, but, I'm here for you," she said, poking him.
We were all gathered at the front of the church. Maggie had put us into position, and now stood their with her clip board, reminding me of a stern school teacher. She started calling out names, and then I just couldn't get the school teacher image out of my head.
"Where's Joel Booth?" Maggie asked, having reached him on her list.
I saw Henry and Trish look up, Henry glanced at his groomsmen.
"Uh, he had to leave," said Danny, sounding unconvincing.
Mal nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, family emergency," added Sully. "Uh, not sure when he'll be back,"
Henry was staring at Sully with an odd expression on his face.
"Oh, tut! Lucy Daramour and Chloe Carter?" queried Maggie.
"Uh, Lucy will be here tomorrow and I have no idea where Chloe is," answered Trish.
"Probably torturing Cal somewhere," muttered Sully.
Henry laughed and whispered the following to Trish.
"At this rate, we could have eloped!"
"Never!" Trish mouthed, back.
"I'm going to be here tomorrow and for the record, all of this hassle…completely worth it!" Shea said, quietly. "My wedding day was the happiest day of my life,"
I saw Trish tense, she was looking in the same direction as Shea was, right at Richard.
"We are not them," whispered Henry.
Trish looked at Henry and he looked back at her. No I thought, your going to murder her, so you are definitely not them. Henry, you are worse! Once Maggie was ready to begin, we had to go to the back to rehearse the procession. Trish and I would be last, so were right at the back. I found myself watching Sully, Shea, Mal and Beth who all seemed to be having a humorous conversation.
All was set, Maggie indicated to Julia and she started to play the organ. The tune I knew well, Jesu Joy of Man's Desiring, as it had been played at my parents wedding. Maggie encouraged Madison and she started pretending to throw flowers. I then did what Thomas Wellington did. I brushed Trish's cheek.
"I wish you every happiness," I whispered, before kissing her on her head.
Trish smiled back, she was so happy. Sully and Shea were heading down the isle followed by Beth and Mal and then Danny on his own. Finally it was our turn, the music changed to the wedding march and with one last look at each other, Trish and I set off. As we walked, I looked at the people at the other end. Sully grinned at something Henry said, before going back to looking serious. He was watching Trish, I sighed in my mind and now focused on Henry. Abby stood up and I saw Henry grin at her, before she turned round to face us. As we got closer, I glanced at Trish and once again then found myself focused on Henry. The others were all focused on us, although most of the groomsmen looked seemingly lost in thought. Trish was giggling and I gave her another glance, smiling too, and then watched Henry. As we reached them, Henry finally looked at me, an slightly odd look on his face. I then glanced at Trish and back at him, indicating I accepted their union, giving him a smile. He smiled back understanding, but I knew he knew, he would soon be rid of me. As I went to sit down, Trish and Henry greeted each other.
Maggie then proceeded to carry out the rehearsal, I smiled, as the bits I recognised popped in. I knew all the unrecognisable bits were where Charlie and Patrick were finding Reverend Fain.
"And Abby, this is when you'll do your reading," said Maggie.
"Oh," replied Abby, getting up.
I watched as she smiled and giggled with Henry and Trish, before going up to the lectern. She read her passage and I listened, although I never had enjoyed sitting in church for long periods of time. After she had finished Maggie continued.
"And then you will exchange your vows and say…"
"I do," said Henry.
"I do too!" replied Trish.
They kissed, I felt sad that this wouldn't happen for real. It was such a shame Henry was a sick psycho. Finally it came to the part I had been dreading.
"And now Mr Wellington will come up and light the unity candle," announced Maggie.
I raised my eyebrows at my name, and then proceeded to get up. I glanced at Katherine, before offering my hand to Madison.
"Come on," I said, to her.
We walked up together holding hands, until we reached Henry and Trish. Then I glanced, smiling, at Madison before letting go of her hand and standing near Trish. Two minutes later Abby's phone rang. Maggie waved her hand at her and Abby mouthed an apology, as she switched it off. We were reading to light the candle, and I prepared myself for the pain that was to come.
"Can, uh, someone get the lights?" asked Maggie.
"Oh I, I got it," replied Abby.
Abby headed for the light switch, she flicked the switch and the lights went out. I heard it the moment they did. A metal shaking sound, like something stiff slowly coming loose. Madison looked up at the chandelier, then so did Trish and Henry. Abby had just reached us as it gave way, I looked up just in time to see the head spade descend. A second of pain, and then darkness.
I took a sharp breath in and walked straight into a tree. I lay on the ground with a splitting headache. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the bottle of pain killer. I then slowly made to get up, and watched as people started to file out the church. I had missed Charlie bursting in. The first people out were Mal, Danny and Sully. Next came Richard, Shea and Madison followed by Beth then Abby and Julia. Then screaming her lungs out, being dragged by Henry and Maggie, came Trish. The last people to emerge were Charlie and Katherine. I had seen enough, as I turned to stumble away, I spotted JD watching from the forest's edge. I sighed; it only made him look guilty. I made my way slowly towards town, I could have gone home or to the Mariner, but one of my other favourite scenes was going to happen and I just had to see it. I reached The Cannery and stumbled in. It was loud and noisy. I walked up to the bar and Nikki turned to serve me.
"Hey, how's it going? You look awful," she said, looking me up and down.
"Cheers," I said, rolling my eyes. "It's going alright, meant to be at a wedding rehearsal, but was too busy,"
"I see…not just trying to get out of it then?" she said, smirking.
"No…well maybe," I said, smirking back.
"So what'll it be then?" she said, cheerfully.
"I'll take a coke," I replied.
"No alcohol!" she said, sounding shocked. "Wow, well what a day for surprises,"
"Sorry?" I said, confused.
"Oh Brett and Lisa are getting married," she replied.
"Seriously?" I said, shocked.
"Yep, Brett found a diamond ring on the beach and proposed, so they celebrating over there," she grinned, pointing.
I glanced over to them. Nikki gave me the coke and I went to sit in the sort of alcove, so I was well hidden. Finally Cal and Chloe entered. Chloe started to head for the phone, coming in my direction. Cal sat down at the Bar. I watched Nikki and him talking. Finally he looked round at Brett and his friends.
"To love and destiny!" they all cheered.
I watched Cal try to decide what to do. Brett told some joke or other and they started laughing.
"It was like the universe was telling me to fish or cut bait!" said Brett. "Got down on one knee…"
Cal now approached Brett.
"…it was amazing," finished Brett.
Cal laughed along with the others.
"Afternoon, Cal Vandeusen," smiled Cal
"How you doing?" replied Brett.
"I heard the good news. Felicitations!" said Cal, cheerily "Yeah,"
Brett nodded, I could see where this was going. All the while Chloe was trying to get hold of Trish, I had had to move, so she didn't spot me.
"There is no easy way to say this, so I'll just…jump right in," started Cal. "The ring you found…belongs to me. I lost it a few days ago on the beach,"
Cal paused, reading Brett's expression which I knew was of complete disbelief at what Cal was trying to do.
"I sense your scepticism," he continued. "'Prove it' you may say. 'Gladly' I retort,"
Brett's face showed he was unimpressed, but Cal still continued.
"First of all, the diamond is 1.5 carats. Second, the colour rating is an H," he proceeded to explain. "Which you might not know, means it is virtually colourless.
Brett did not seem to give two hoots, about any of what Cal was saying.
"And finally, the clarity rating is VVS1," Cal finished. "It's an impressive statistic that any jeweller can verify,"
Brett stared at him.
"So…" Cal said.
Brett turned, picked up his drink and swigged it. Then he proceeded to ignore Cal completely.
"I'm not going to get my ring back am I?" said Cal, looking defeated.
Brett scoffed and continued to ignore him. Cal moved away, glancing on last time at Brett before conceding defeat.
"What the hell was that?" sneered Brett.
His mates laughed and if I could of, I would have gone over there and then and punched him in his smug face.
I turned back to Chloe, who was still trying to get Trish.
"Trish, its Chloe. Um…I guess I'll try back later,"
I knew Trish wouldn't answer the phone, she wasn't even speaking at the moment, but it was more the fact that her phone had been broken when she got knocked off the bike. Cal had moved away from the bar, I assumed he had gone to the bathroom. He finally reappeared at Chloe's side. It made me smile, they were so perfect for each other.
"I got her voice mail again," said Chloe, as Cal joined her, then she saw his face. "What's the matter sweetie?"
"You remember our first night here, when you threw my trousers in the ocean," he said, slowly.
I did, I had felt so bad for him when she did that.
"We've talked about that," she reminded him.
"True. However, when we discussed it, I left out the niggling detail…" he said, looking her in the eyes. "…that there was a ring in the pocket that got washed away,"
"A ring?" said Chloe, curiously.
Cal nodded, watching her reaction.
"For me?" she asked.
Cal nodded again, still watching her reaction.
"Like, the kind of ring you'd give someone, when you're gonna ask them to mar…?"
"Yeah," Cal interrupted.
"Really? That's so romantic!" she said, her face lighting up.
"Evidently they agree," said Cal, nodding to Brett and Lisa. "That dude, found the ring and proposed there and then,"
"With the ring you were gonna give me," asked Chloe, slight anger in her voice.
Cal nodded feeling bad.
"I don't think so!" snapped Chloe, shoving the sailor's hat into Cal's hands.
It was so funny the way she said that line. Even though I was in pain, I couldn't wait to see this for real. The moment came when the couple got encouraged to dance. The song they were to dance to was Journey's Faithfully, which I thought was quite ironic, due to what Chloe was about to pull. Cal was sat at the bar hugging the hat, as Chloe passed him, he shook his head at her. I don't think he wanted her to carry out the plan she had concocted, but too late now. She marched herself up to the dancing couple, and tapped Brett on the shoulder. He turned, and as he did so she slapped him hard.
"Unh!" moaned Brett
"How could you?" she snapped. "After everything that I have done for you, this is how you repay me?"
He stared at her speechless.
"'Oh, Chloe, I love you. Oh Chloe, you're the only one who makes me feel like a man'" she continued. "Well you're a liar and a cheat!"
"Who are you?" asked Brett, finally finding his voice.
"Who are you, you son of a bitch!" she snapped, before slapping him again. "Unh,"
"Aah!" yelled Brett.
"Brett!" Lisa snapped.
Then Chloe added the final straw, so to speak.
"Oh and just so you know, it is your baby," she said, angrily.
The room exploded with noise, murmuring the information they had just discovered.
"Oh you bastard!" yelled Lisa, slapping him hard.
"Ow!" yelled Brett
Lisa took off the ring and threw it across the bar, then left. Brett ran after her calling her name. Cal made a dash for the ring, and Chloe ran to join him.
"Come on, come on, come on!" yelled Cal.
Chloe reached Cal, and they ran from the bar together with Cal yelling.
"Go, go, go!"
I smiled and got up slowly, it was so funny and I adored it. Yet the problem was it wasn't the pain, or the stress of having to get Wellington to go, that was making me feel bad. All day so far, all I had been thinking of was what Wakefield had said to me. That last little bit he had whispered.
"Oh, and I know how this is all going to end…and guess what, I have already changed it!"
Ok, so what do we think Wakefield means? You'll just have to wait and see. I know a lot of this chapter was just HI script but as I said Rebecca was in the whole church scene and in the ring scene and I actually quite like have the real script in there. So we are now in the second act, as the producers of HI call it. The action picks up from here, though slowly. Will Rebecca succeed? You will just have to keep reading to find out. As ever please review, it does improve my writing! *Puppy dog eyes!*