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Song by Joshua Radin.
Chapter Thirty Five: Everything'll Be Alright
Ayn Rand once wrote: "Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark, in the hopeless swamps of the approximate, the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish, in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but have never been able to reach. Check your road and the nature of your battle. The world you desired can be won. It exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours."
But I think everything
is gonna be alright
Yes I hope everything
is gonna be alright
"Ladies and Gentlemen," Haley James Scott started as her voice boomed throughout the gym. "It is my pleasure to present you with the Tree Hill High School graduating class of 2014." The room of students, parents, and teachers erupted in a series of applause and whistles and cheers for the fellow students.
The cliché scene of hats flying in the air happened as students hugged their friends and couples kissed their happy lips.
She seemed lost in a sea of blue gowns; none of the happy bystanders were the man she was looking for. They all looked alike as she tapped on the shoulder of every brunette, but none were him.
She felt a hand on her arm and before she knew it, she had been whipped around to meet his big blue eyes. "Hi." He said merely inches away from her lips.
"Hi." She said back, the smile still intact. "How'd you find me?" She questioned motioning to the many people that surrounded them.
He smiled not daring to bat an eyelash. With the smirk she loved and the kink of an brow he said, "I never took my eyes off you." Hearing those words gave her the good kind of nervousness and in a split second the butterflies came that only he could put there. His hand fell on the small of her back and she pressed herself against his body wanting to be closer to him.
He chose to close the gap between them and she didn't object. Her hand landed alongside his jaw while his fingers got lost in her wavy blonde hair.
The cheers around them were no longer there, the happy faces of their classmates were blurred images. All that mattered was each other. His blue eyes with her brown. Nothing else matter.
Needing air, she was first to break away, but he continued with his soft lips along her neck. A laugh belted out of her when she could feel his smile against her skin. He picked her up easily and spun her around, needing to have his girl in his arms.
The thought of where they would be by the end of the summer didn't dare cross their minds. All that matter was that she was in his arms and he knew he wasn't ever going to let go.
**
"Kimberly, where are we going?" Tyler asked as he was being dragged through the halls of Tree Hill High by his girlfriend. "You do realize after graduation we're supposed to leave, not go back."
"Shut up." She swatted his chest and kept going. "You'll see."
They turned a corner and flew down a hallway before they finally stopped once inside an open classroom. Instantly, Tyler knew where they were and he watched as Kimberly glanced around the room as if it were her first time here. "Kimberly, why did you bring me here?"
"Don't you know what this is?" She asked turning away from an empty desk.
"Yeah. It's our English class. Old English class." He corrected.
"It's not just that. This is where I stayed my very first night in Tree Hill." She said looking behind the desk to remember the night where she slept on the hard floor. "It's special."
"That it is." Haley interrupted. She stood in the doorway with a smile planted on her face as she was dressed in her black dress.
"Principle Scott," Tyler said standing up from the desk he had been leaning on. "What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you guys the same thing." She inched further into the room. Since she became principle a year ago, she had perfected that expression to scare kids, but Kimberly and everyone else that knew her knew the real, sweet Haley James Scott. "You do realize you're supposed to leave after graduation – not come back."
"That's what I said." Tyler piped in.
"We were just taking a walk down memory lane." Kimberly said. "And you?"
"Same." She simply answered. "This place is pretty special for you, isn't it?"
"It's special to us." She corrected still glancing around the room. "It's where it all started."
She bent down on one knee and extended her arm out. She gently nudged her shoulder and as soon as she did Kimberly shot up like she had been woken up from a bull horn instead of a soft touch. Haley was so frightened that she had fallen back on her butt. Kimberly took in her surroundings and looked over at Haley. She instantly recognized her from the previous day.
The two sat there on the floor and stared at each other. "What are you doing here?" Haley asked slightly above a whispered. She didn't get an answer. "Where are your parents? I'm sure they're worried about you." Kimberly couldn't help but laugh a little at the thought of her parents actually worried about her. She quickly put a serious face back on when Haley asked her; "You don't have a family do you?" Haley looked into Kimberly's eyes; she couldn't help but noticed how black they were. It scared her a little. Kimberly nodded not taking her eyes off of Haley.
"I need to take you to the police." Kimberly cringed at what she said. She couldn't go back to where she came from. She just couldn't. She had traveled too far and been through too much to just be put back into another abusive foster home. "It's OK. You can trust me." Haley said holding out her hand waiting for her to take it.
"What are you guys doing in here?" Brooke's voice asked as she boomed through the room. "We've been looking for you guys everywhere."
"We were just reminiscing." Haley smiled shooting Kimberly wink.
"OK, I don't know what you guys are talking about, but come on lets go."
"Wait, Brooke." Kimberly stopped her. "Just wait." Brooke turned back to the girl who still couldn't take her eyes away from the room.
"What's Kimberly staring at?" Nathan asked as he and Julian entered the room with the Leyton clan closely behind. Brooke shrugged while Haley wrapped her arm around her husband. Nathan turned to his wife and placed a kiss against her temple. "My baby was great out there."
Haley swatted his bicep with a chuckle. "Please, you said that last year."
"It's true."
"Just think, Brooke," Kimberly said pointing over to Brooke's very pregnant stomach, "in a few years you'll have another one standing in this exact same classroom."
"Hopefully, this kid won't be so weird about it like you are." She joked. Brooke was approaching the ninth month of her pregnancy, but other than her stomach you really couldn't tell. She still had that same energy that could light up a room – on a good day. Brooke Davis plus raging hormones is not a good mix; throw in pregnancy pains, bossiness, pickles and peanut butter cravings, and Kimberly's all time favorite but ultimate worst: the complaining. Brooke Davis plus pregnancy equals not a pretty sight. But once in a blue moon, like today, there was that old Brooke that everyone knew and loved.
The room chuckled as the couples paired off. Tyler slid his hand into Kimberly's while Julian's arms wrapped around from behind and fell on Brook's stomach. Nathan and Haley stealing glances with one another and Lucas and Peyton watching as a two year old Sawyer giggled even though she didn't know what was funny.
"Where are Grace and Katy?" Kimberly asked once noticing the missing pair. She had seen them early and was surprised to admit that she was happy that they came. It took awhile before Kimberly and Grace could have another real conversation and there were those times when things weren't picture perfect. But they always came to the conclusion that this was how it should be. Katy was now nine and was a bright kid. Kimberly had made it her duty to see her at least twice a month, half the summer, talk to her everyday, and to get her the best presents for birthdays and Christmas. She loved that little girl, there was no denying that. As for Hannah, well let's just say Kimberly still gave her bullshit and Hannah would fire back. But that friendship they had worked for they finally got.
"Oh, they had a long drive back. They tried finding you, but you were too busy making out with Tyler here." Brooke smiled over to Tyler who flinched behind Kimberly. "They told me to tell you congratulations and that Katy would call you later."
If you asked what Brooke and Grace were it'd be difficult to explain. When Kimberly came back, Brooke still had her mixed emotions. She still hated Grace for what she did, but loved her for telling Kimberly to come back. It wasn't until the Baker's went to visit for a weekend and Grace broke out old baby photos that the two actually bonded, but don't consider them as friends. Their conversations revolve around thing and one thing only and that's Kimberly, other than that they're strangers.
"Well," Nathan started, "if you ask me this was a great graduation. No one had a baby this time." He smiled earning laughs from the room full of people.
"Ooh." Brooke gasped clutching her stomach leaning back against Julian.
"Or not."
"Brooke, are you OK?" Julian asked frantically helping her to her feet.
"I think my water just broke." She said still clutching her stomach. Seeing that this may be it he wrapped his arms around her and led her to the door. "OK, we're going to get you to the hospital." He turned back to Kimberly, not stopping once. "Kimberly, I need you to go to the house and pick up Brooke's bag. I need you to meet us at the hospital." Earning a nod out of her, Julian turned back to his wife. "God, I told you this wasn't a good idea. You should have stayed home."
"Shut up!" And just like that, nice Brooke flew out the window and entered hormonal pregnant Brooke who was in labor.
**
They all sat in the waiting room doing exactly what it's there for: waiting. They still hadn't heard any news on Brooke, but everyone believed it was going well. Kimberly sat in a chair with Tyler running his fingers along her back.
"I knew this was a bad idea. She shouldn't have come today." Kimberly sighed once Haley sat down beside her.
"Kimberly, she's having a baby not dying. She's going to be fine, trust me."
"She still shouldn't have been there."
Placing a hand on her knee, Haley smiled to the girl, "Brooke wouldn't have missed your graduation for the world. It didn't matter if she was one month or nine months pregnant, she still would've come. Now lighten up." Haley nudged her shoulder playfully. "Today's supposed to be one of the best days of your life. You just graduated, you're about to become a big sister – lighten up."
Before she could respond, her name was called and when she looked up there stood Julian wearing a hospital gown and an ear to ear smile. Instantly, Kimberly along with everyone else, were out of there seats and surrounding Julian with questions. His smile never faded and eyes never left Kimberly. "Would you like to meet your little sister?"
"Sister?" She questioned shocked by the idea. "I have a little sister."
He nodded back to Brooke's room and began walking that way. "Come on."
She followed behind, excited about the new edition to the family. When Julian opened the door and allowed her to come in a smile formed as she saw an exhausted, but happy Brooke cradling a new born baby.
Noticing someone in the room, Brooke looked up and smiled when she saw Kimberly standing in the middle of the room scared to take another step. "It's OK. Come here." She walked over to the chair and silently sat down, not taking her eyes off the brown haired baby. "Kimberly, I'd like you to meet your little sister, Alison." Brooke said gently placing the fragile baby in her arms.
"Alison?" Kimberly whispered over to Julian wondering where the name came from.
"My mother's name." He whispered earning an understanding nod.
If she wasn't scared before she was now. It wasn't even her baby and it still terrified her. Knowing that this kid was going to look up to her in every way, shape, and form gave her chills. And the fact that she was about to go off to college just made her even more dedicated to being in her little sister's life.
"Hi." She whispered down to a sleeping Alison. "I'm your big sister and I'm going…" She trailed not able to finish the sentence before tears rushed to her. Looking up to Brooke, who had been watching the interaction, she had a smile on her exhausted face. "You're going to love me, you better believe that too. When you get older I'm going to show you all the ways to annoy your momma and I'm going to spoil you with junk food and toys and whatever you want." She stared down at the baby just ecstatic to finally welcome her baby sister into this world. "And I'll be there to help with your homework and beat up all the kids that hurt your feelings."
"I'm gonna…" She trailed glancing back up to Brooke and Julian, "…I'm gonna make sure you got the best parents ever. They were pretty great to me, so I'm sure you already got em'."
**
Two Weeks Later
"We are at the Rivercourt." Kimberly stated as she closed the door to Tyler's car and walked onto the brightly lit concrete.
"That we are." Tyler said walking up from behind and sliding his hand into hers, leading her over to the picnic table instead of the court.
"May I ask why?"
"Because you're leaving in a few days and I just want to spend the rest of them with you."
Kimberly groaned leaning her head back against his chest as she began fumbling with the buttons on his shirt. "Why'd you have to remind me I was leaving?"
"Because you are and I wish you weren't."
"Me too." She agreed staring out to the water. "Why don't you come with us?" She stared up at him eagerly.
He chuckled, kissing her temple lightly. "Kimberly, we've had this conversation. I would love to go with you, but I have to stay here and work for the summer if I ever dream of having books for my first semester. Besides, I'm sure you and Hannah will be fine without me."
Hannah and Kimberly were set to embark on the ultimate roadtrip. Two months with nothing but one car, an Ipod, lots of junk food, and each other. They don't remember when exactly this crazy idea came to mind, but they didn't start really planning it until a year ago.
Brooke, being the over-protective mother she is, was hesitant at first to let her go. Too many Unsolved Mysteries episodes got her panties in a bunch. But with constant begging and having the can you hear me now service, Brooke finally gave in.
"This sucks." She mumbled into his chest. "I don't want to go if you're not going to be there."
He chuckled, lifting her chin to meet his eyes. "You do to want to go. I know you do. Besides, what happens when fall rolls around and you have to go to New York?"
"Don't remind me." She moaned.
"You keep avoiding it, Kimberly, and it's about time you stop." He said seriously.
"I'm just scared."
"Of what?"
"Of us." She admitted. "And if this long distance thing will work."
He gave her a curious look. "And what would give you that idea?"
"It's just that I'll be in New York and you'll be at Duke. Do you really think we can do this? Long distance?" She questioned, but didn't wait for an answer. "I mean look at Lucas and Peyton. They couldn't do it."
"Lucas and Peyton are married with a baby."
"Nathan and Haley almost got a divorce when Haley went on a rock tour."
"Nathan and Haley are married and have Jamie."
"And what about Brooke and Julian? They have a hard time when a new movie rolls around." Kimberly continued ignoring Tyler completely. Tyler smiled, loving the fact that she was so worried about this relationship. It made him know for sure, not that he ever doubted it, that she loved him.
"Hey," Tyler stopped her, placing his hands atop her shoulders. "Just stop." He smiled making sure she was staring right into his eyes. "Just stop worrying about all that."
"How are you not freaked out about this?"
"Because like Lucas and Peyton, and Nathan and Haley, and Brooke and Julian, I know that in the end we will be together. I'm not saying it won't be hard, but I'm not giving up on this relationship because I love you too much to do that. There's gonna be some pretty big obstacles we're gonna face, but in the end it only make our love stronger. You trust me, right?"
"Of course."
"Good." He smiled bringing her back to his chest and staring out to the water. "Go to NYU, Kimberly. Do great things – be a great person. I'll be here doing the things I'm meant to do."
"Oh yeah and what's that?"
He shrugged. "I don't know. Business major at Duke – I'll figure it out."
"Good. You better start a business where you'll make a lot of money so I won't have to work and I'll have all the time to spend with the kids."
"Kids?" He questioned playing along. "How many?"
"Lots. And they'll have your blue eyes."
"Only if they can have your blonde hair and witty humor." He laughed pulling her closer to him. "No, you're gonna go to New York and find those bands that will change someone's life like you always dreamed of. And then you'll come back and we'll both have our businesses and we'll be together." He said stroking the hair away from her face. They watched the stars and the moon shine off the river, each one with a smile.
A day hasn't gone by in these last few years where they haven't talked to one another. Only few days where they ever apart and now they were expected to go the rest of summer and most of fall without seeing each other. Tree Hill had become her life and now she was leaving it to start anew. It had been like this three years ago when she first came to Tree Hill. Here she was in a place where no one knew her, but was still kind. Things were different now though. Kimberly was about to enter the hustle and bustle of Manhattan where most only cared about themselves and this time Kimberly wasn't carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. And to be honest, it scared the shit out of her.
"And hey," Tyler said bring her out of her trance, "we're still gonna see each other. I'll come up for your birthday and you'll come back for holidays. Those lovely summers we'll spend together. And you better believe I'll make that sixteen hour drive just to see you for a few minutes."
"Really?" She asked staring up to him.
"Yeah." He whispered in her ear as if it were a secret.
"You know what I'm gonna miss the most." Kimberly asked randomly. "Besides you."
"What?"
"The Rivercourt." She simply said with the smile she always wore when she thought of the Rivercourt.
"Everything's here, huh?" Tyler said knowing that Kimberly was thinking about everything that happened here. "First kiss."
"First I love you." She said loving when they play this game where they would name all their firsts.
"First fight."
"First dance." She remembered. "Remember that? Junior prom?"
"Yeah." He nodded. "That was the night when you wore that green dress with your hair in curls. Your eyes shined that night." He shook his head remembering those mesmerizing eyes. "And you told me that when you were a kid you wanted to be a pop star even though you couldn't carry a tune." He joked knowing her cheeks were flushed.
"I can't believe you remember that."
"I remember everything about you…and this place. First kiss, first I love you, first fight, first time we…" He trailed a grin plastered on his face. Kimberly gasped and leaned up to smack his chest.
"I hate it when you do that."
"Why?" He laughed. "If we're gonna play this game, Kimberly, we're going to mention all the firsts."
She couldn't help but let a chuckled escape her lips. "OK, we're done with this game. New subject." She leaned back into his chest once again playing with the buttons on his shirt.
"OK…how's it feel to be a big sister…again?"
She giggled. "Good." She shook her head. "Kind of sucks that I won't be seeing her that often though."
"Oh I think you'll find a way to make her a mini you." He joked kissing her temple.
"It's weird – holding a new born baby in your arms. It kind of makes you scared and happy at the same time. It's not even my baby and I'm still scared shitless."
"One day you'll have one all your own. Like you said earlier we'll have lots. You'll be the perfect mom."
"Yeah?" She questioned loving the fact that he's also thinking about the future. Their future. She loves how he's so confident that they'll still be together and how they'll get married and have kids. It excites her more than it does scare her.
"Yeah." He assured. "Its just gonna be me and you one day, Kimberly. I promise."
"That sounds nice." She whispered. "That sounds great. I can't wait." She said laying her head on his shoulder while rubbing his arm smoothly. "I love you, Tyler Hedrick."
"I love you too, Kimberly Jenkins/Davis/Baker." He said loving that laugh that left her lips. Turning towards her he looked deeply into her big doe eyes. "I love you…Nirvana."
**
"Knock, knock." Peyton said quietly opening Brooke's door. She saw the brunette holding onto the newborn like it was the most special thing in the world. "Hey."
Brooke looked to see her best friend with the same smile she wore. "Hi."
Peyton sat down beside Brooke on the couch and watched as she held her baby with such comfort. If Brooke Davis was meant for anything it was to be a mom. "I'm having a little bit of déjà vu right now." Brooke smiled.
"Except the roles are reversed." Peyton added. "How are you?"
Brooke sighed. "I'm perfect." The two chuckled. "You want to hold her?" Peyton nodded and Brooke handed over little Alison Baker to her best friend.
"Hi," Peyton said quietly, "I'm your Aunt Peyton and I'm gonna be the one that makes sure you don't drive your parents crazy. And when your ready to walk and talk, which knowing Brooke will be next week," she joked causing Brooke to chuckle, "I'll have little Sawyer come over and you guys will be the best of friends." She finished before directing her attention back to Brooke. "Did you ever decide on a middle name?"
"Yeah I did. And since Sawyer's is Brooke – Alison is gonna be Peyton."
It took all of her strength and the new born baby in her arms to not jump on top of Brooke and shower her with thank you's. Instead she smiled from ear to ear with tears forming in her eyes. She looked back down to the baby in her arms. "Alison Peyton Baker."
The moment was soon ruined when a loud crash from the bedroom came. The two heads turned that direction and Brooke was almost out of her seat when they heard Julian yell. "I'm OK!"
"What is he doing?" Peyton laughed.
Brooke sighed running a hand through her hair. "Julian never had time to finish the crib because he loves to procrastinate." Brooke looked to Peyton with a sad smile that only made Peyton laugh. Soon they both were laughing, trying their best not to wake the baby.
"What's on your mind, B. Davis?" Peyton asked seeing the distant look on her friends face.
"Did you ever imagine your life turning out the way it did?"
"No." She answered honestly. She never expected to be almost twenty-five with a two year old and married. Freshman year, if you would have asked her if she would ever marry Lucas Scott she probably would have spit in your face. "Why do you ask?"
"I never once imagined myself twenty-five years old, married to a dorky movie producer that can't put together a crib. I never imagined being twenty-five and having a kid who just graduated high school."
Peyton chuckled, knowing it was normal for Brooke to worry about this kind of thing. "You know, you did a good thing with Kimberly. You loved her; fought for her…you saved her. Not a lot of people would do that."
"I just…I'm just not ready to let her go off into the world yet."
"I know." She placed a hand on Brooke's shoulder. "No parent is. But Kimberly's gonna be just fine and you want to know why?"
"Why?"
"Because she had parents like you and Julian to prepare her for the real world." She said looking deep into her friend's hazel eyes to get her message across. "She's going to be fine. Four years from now you're going to be worrying about this all over again when she graduates from college and I'm gonna to be right here telling you that she'll be fine."
"Yeah I know."
**
It was around midnight when Kimberly came walking through the door. Her conversation with Tyler still floating in her mind. Was it really supposed to be that easy. Go to college, become successful, come home and live happily ever after. It sounds so easy.
She just hoped it was.
Her mind was so far off in la la land that she didn't even notice Brooke sitting on the couch flipping through some random magazine. "Hey," Kimberly said shutting the door behind her.
Brooke looked up to Kimberly and back to the clock above the fireplace. "It's only midnight, aren't you supposed to be out partying?"
Kimberly chuckled taking the spot next to Brooke explaining how she wasn't up for it. "Aw, now that has to be the cutest thing I've ever seen." She said looking over to a sleeping Julian sitting in an armchair while baby Alison slept securely in his arms. The two chuckled at how sweet Julian was.
Brooke turned back to Kimberly. "I love that man." She said earning a knowing nod from Kimberly. "So where were you tonight?"
"With Tyler." She simply answered.
"OK, don't want to know." Brooke said jumping to conclusions.
"Not like that." She blushed. "We were at the Rivercourt."
"Hey, what's wrong?" Brooke asked seeing the expression on her daughter's face change.
"Nothing." She lied knowing she couldn't get away with it once seeing Brooke's face. "I'm not ready to give it up."
"What?"
"High school." She sighed. "I never got the normal childhood and I'm not ready to give up being a teenager to become an adult." She said the last word like it was poison.
Brooke placed a reassuring hand on hers. "I know it's hard and I was scared to do it myself, but growing up is just part of life." Brooke explained seeing the not so convinced look on Kimberly. Making her think there's something else bothering her.
"What if I don't think I'm ready to grow up?"
"You're ready." Brooke said rather quickly.
"What makes you so sure?"
"Because you've been through more than I would ever wish on anyone. You've seen this world so differently than most can. You're past is what's going to make you ready for the future." Brooke said strongly.
"I'm just having trouble believing that."
"Why's that?"
"I just…Tyler and I were talking tonight and he started telling me about all these great things I'm going to do and this great person I'm going to be. And I just…"
"Don't think you can be that." Brooke finished for her.
"Yeah." She said softly.
"I know how that feels." Brooke stated sitting up straighter in her seat.
"You do?"
"Oh yeah. When I was your age I had the same problem. I was about to go off to California and do these great things that I wasn't sure I was ready for. I wasn't ready to leave everything behind and I just wanted to spend one more day in high school where everything felt safe."
"What'd you do?"
"A friend of mine told me that I was going to change the world someday. That pretty much did it for me." She shrugged. "After that I wasn't so scared anymore."
Kimberly nodded, bowing her head, with a small smile. "Maybe that's what I need. Some inspirational words."
"OK." She started, scooting closer to her and holding her hand in hers. "You, Kimberly Baker, are going to change the world someday."
Kimberly laughed before scrunching her face and shaking her head. "Those words don't really sound that good second used."
Brooke chuckled searching her mind for the only other thing she could think of. "How about if I told you…everything's going to be OK."
Kimberly bowed her head, a slight smile on her lips, before staring back up into those hazel eyes. "You know, for the first time I really do believe that." The two chuckled. "It's been one hell of a ride, hasn't it?"
Brooke nodded. "Yeah."
"Can I tell you something?" She asked a little nervous. Brooke nodded and she continued. "You remember that day I told you about Ashley for the first time?" Brooke nodded again. "You said you hoped you could be as good of a friend as she was. You are. You're my best friend, Brooke." She shrugged.
Kimberly could see she hit a soft spot as her eyes became watery. Brooke let out a breath and tried to wipe away the tears. "You're one hell of a kid, you know that?"
"I'm not a kid anymore." She said with all seriousness, but hating it, not wanting it to be true.
"You're my kid." Brooke cupped her hand behind her head and pulled her into a hug. She rubbed her hand along her hair. Kimberly hugged back, knowing this is how it's always supposed to be. "You're my kid." She repeated.
Kimberly bowed her head into the crook of her neck thinking about all the ways her life was going to change. Everything was about to change. And even though she didn't want to admit it, she knew it. But there was always going to be that one thing. That one thing that's been absolute all along. It just took a long journey to realize it.
"And you're my mom."
And I know everything
is gonna be alright
Yes now I know
it'll be alright
The End.
Gah, I feel so sad saying that. I just want to say thank you for making this story one of the best things I've ever done. This thing have become such a big part of my life and I hate for it to end. And for this one to be my first ever story that I've written (and finished) and to get over a 100 reviews is amazing. I've been reading through older chapters and I can't believe how far this story has come and I'm just so proud of it. I just want to say thanks to othlvr16, funluvr151, and shaybay55 especially for reviewing almost every one of my chapters and everyone else who reviewed too. You guys have no idea how much that means to me.
There will be a sequel. A lot of have told me you want one, so you guys are getting one. It might be awhile though. I'm going to finish up my other fics first and try to get at least a few chapters of it written out before officially starting it. I'll post up another chapter for this story letting you guys know.
So again, thank you.