Disclaimer: I do NOT own the show, the characters. I also do NOT own the song. It is called "The Rock," played in episode Banshee. What I DO own is the idea of this story, and these odd looking creatures. (Call 'em what you want. I call them creatures.) ( *_*) (*_* )
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CH4
Clu zoomed in a few more times. Clu realized that if his prediction was correct, he was going to need more precise directions. So, Clu went off in search of a few more maps. Most of the maps gave him better results than the last.
After a while, Clu pulled out a pen and paper from the drawer of his nightstand. He started writting down directions, location, details of the destinstion, basically anything that might help him. Clu put the peice of paper and the pen in his back pack. Clu shut off the laptop. Getting up from the bed, he returned it to his desk. Clu walked toward the door. He was going to open it to leave, but he didn't. Instead, Clu sat down on the bed, thinking.
What if Mom and Mrs. P don't beleive me. They're not going to fly us there if they think I'm making it up. How will I get there then? Or worse, what if I get there and I'm wrong? Everyone will be disapointed. Doubt tried to fill Clu's already determined mind. I have to atleast try, Clu decided. I mean, what's there to loose? Clu got off the bed, opened the door, and left the room.
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Jack leaned back on the trunk of the tree that he was sitting under. Jack sighed, frustrated. Frustrated that Clu thought that he didn't care. He did care. But still, how in the world would he find his sister in a humongous rain forest. There were so many details. Where would they start? What if Fiona was walking around, looking for civilization? They could search one place, leave that area, and then Fi comes in, just missing them.
Jack sighed again. He wished he could help. Show he cared. But they only way Jack could think of was to go looking for Fi himself. But then, what if he got lost? Or everyone he was with got lost? Then what. No, I should just leave this job to the proffesionals, Jack decided. They know how to find people. It's their job. They have to know. They'll find Fiona, right? They have to.
Jack sunk his head into his hands. He thought of all the times he and Fi fought, and all of the times they showed they cared for each other. Good times, bad times. Memories flooded him. What if I never see Fiona again? I never got to say goodbye, give her one last kiss, one last hug. Just like dad. Jack began to weep softly.
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"Now it's been years since I've been in that place,
And the winds of my life,
Have all weathered my face.
But it's only with distace and the coming, of grace,
That I see in you bueaty I could never replace.
The rock forged ny spirit,
The rock was my anger,
The rock held me fast,
Throgh the storms of my youth.
Now you'll never die, 'cause you'll live on inside me,
Oh' ilesia
Moherien fain
Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie" (It goes on and on with the lies so I'll just stop it here.)
Molly finished the song. Usually, the song sounded so meaningfull. But this time, you could tell her heart was not in it. Molly didn't even know why she did the concert. She couldn't concentrate while she was singing, so she made several mistakes. All of her thoughts were on Fi. She had tried to sing like she meant it, and she had tried her best to smile, but still, it was obvious.
Molly left the building and got in the car. Irean and Ned hadn't come, so Molly walked by herself toward the bus. The walk back was only a few blocks, but Molly walked slowly, thinking. Fi, how will I live without my baby. When Rick died, well, lets just say that I'm still recovering. The point is, I alreay lost my love, and now I'm about to loose my baby girl. I've heard life is not fair but... This is just wrong!
It's not fair that I should have to loose my husband AND my daughter. It's not fair that Clu thinks we don't care. It's not true. I'm just lost, Molly told herself. And I don't know what to do. How can I help. I wouldn't be much help anyway.
A tear slid down Mollys face. Why have I already given up? Molly asked herself. Usually she was the one that was ready to do anything if Fi was lost, or hurt. Now Clu was the one trying to find her. I want to help, I just found it impossible to be able to find Fi in a jungle. They could walk right past her and not know it!
"I'll never see my baby again," Molly wispered to herself. "Never again." A tear slid down her cheek. "I'll never see Fi again," the words repeated themselves in Molly's mind over and over. "Never again
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CH4
Clu zoomed in a few more times. Clu realized that if his prediction was correct, he was going to need more precise directions. So, Clu went off in search of a few more maps. Most of the maps gave him better results than the last.
After a while, Clu pulled out a pen and paper from the drawer of his nightstand. He started writting down directions, location, details of the destinstion, basically anything that might help him. Clu put the peice of paper and the pen in his back pack. Clu shut off the laptop. Getting up from the bed, he returned it to his desk. Clu walked toward the door. He was going to open it to leave, but he didn't. Instead, Clu sat down on the bed, thinking.
What if Mom and Mrs. P don't beleive me. They're not going to fly us there if they think I'm making it up. How will I get there then? Or worse, what if I get there and I'm wrong? Everyone will be disapointed. Doubt tried to fill Clu's already determined mind. I have to atleast try, Clu decided. I mean, what's there to loose? Clu got off the bed, opened the door, and left the room.
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Jack leaned back on the trunk of the tree that he was sitting under. Jack sighed, frustrated. Frustrated that Clu thought that he didn't care. He did care. But still, how in the world would he find his sister in a humongous rain forest. There were so many details. Where would they start? What if Fiona was walking around, looking for civilization? They could search one place, leave that area, and then Fi comes in, just missing them.
Jack sighed again. He wished he could help. Show he cared. But they only way Jack could think of was to go looking for Fi himself. But then, what if he got lost? Or everyone he was with got lost? Then what. No, I should just leave this job to the proffesionals, Jack decided. They know how to find people. It's their job. They have to know. They'll find Fiona, right? They have to.
Jack sunk his head into his hands. He thought of all the times he and Fi fought, and all of the times they showed they cared for each other. Good times, bad times. Memories flooded him. What if I never see Fiona again? I never got to say goodbye, give her one last kiss, one last hug. Just like dad. Jack began to weep softly.
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"Now it's been years since I've been in that place,
And the winds of my life,
Have all weathered my face.
But it's only with distace and the coming, of grace,
That I see in you bueaty I could never replace.
The rock forged ny spirit,
The rock was my anger,
The rock held me fast,
Throgh the storms of my youth.
Now you'll never die, 'cause you'll live on inside me,
Oh' ilesia
Moherien fain
Lie lie lie lie lie lie lie" (It goes on and on with the lies so I'll just stop it here.)
Molly finished the song. Usually, the song sounded so meaningfull. But this time, you could tell her heart was not in it. Molly didn't even know why she did the concert. She couldn't concentrate while she was singing, so she made several mistakes. All of her thoughts were on Fi. She had tried to sing like she meant it, and she had tried her best to smile, but still, it was obvious.
Molly left the building and got in the car. Irean and Ned hadn't come, so Molly walked by herself toward the bus. The walk back was only a few blocks, but Molly walked slowly, thinking. Fi, how will I live without my baby. When Rick died, well, lets just say that I'm still recovering. The point is, I alreay lost my love, and now I'm about to loose my baby girl. I've heard life is not fair but... This is just wrong!
It's not fair that I should have to loose my husband AND my daughter. It's not fair that Clu thinks we don't care. It's not true. I'm just lost, Molly told herself. And I don't know what to do. How can I help. I wouldn't be much help anyway.
A tear slid down Mollys face. Why have I already given up? Molly asked herself. Usually she was the one that was ready to do anything if Fi was lost, or hurt. Now Clu was the one trying to find her. I want to help, I just found it impossible to be able to find Fi in a jungle. They could walk right past her and not know it!
"I'll never see my baby again," Molly wispered to herself. "Never again." A tear slid down her cheek. "I'll never see Fi again," the words repeated themselves in Molly's mind over and over. "Never again
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