Truth, But No Logic-5
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Disclaimer: I don't own these characters.
AN: This chapter is the basis for the sequel to this story.
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Cal arrived in California less them two days later. He had no real idea where he was going, and he didn't care. The Voices were gone. Cal felt freer than he ever had. He began to wonder if he shouldn't have done this sooner.
He had brought with him sufficient funds to live comfortably for several weeks, but that was it. Cal had never had such a small amount of money before, and it was a new experience for him. An experience that he was beginning to enjoy.
Cal checked into a hotel, and decided to go for a walk. He searched around for a clue to where he was. He had bought a ticket to California without bothering to look at what part he was going to. He found a street sign. Santa Monica. Cal smiled. He liked the sound of it.
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The beach was deserted. Cal walked slowly along its edge, taking in the quiet. He sighed. This was nice, but it would be better if he wasn't alone.
The sunset was beautiful; fiery and golden it held his complete attention. Cal had never watched a sunset before. He wondered why he hadn't. It was an amazing sight. He didn't notice when his solitude was invaded.
A woman walked onto the beach; She walked slowly, as if savoring the dusk. Cal continued his walk. If he had noticed, he wouldn't have known what to do. As it was, he did the best thing: he kept going.
He was completely lost in thought. Until the scream. It was a piercing shriek, filled with terror. Cal turned toward the dock he had passed. The scream had come from there.
He ran to it, hoping it was merely a prank. It wasn't. Someone was thrashing wildly in the water. Apparently, they had fallen off somehow. Without thinking, Cal dived into the ocean.
The water was cool, but not unpleasantly so. He grabbed the thrashing arms, and pulled the drowning victim to the surface. Cal froze. Her face was so similar to Rose's, but it couldn't be. What were the chances of her being in the same place as he?
Cal didn't know. He did however know that they were high. Too high to be logical. He swam back to shore, holding Rose tightly in his arms.
He sat in the sand, her head propped against his arm. Cal could see that she wasn't conscious, but had no idea of how to go about remedying that. He was spared the task. Rose began to cough up water. She opened her eyes slowly.
Cal wondered what she would do when she realized who was holding her. He didn't have long to wait. Her eyes focused on him, and she opened her mouth to speak. She was silenced by a voice calling her name. Jack. "Rose!" he called, his voice filled with panic.
Cal swiftly stood, picking Rose up. Neither spoke. He had reached Jack within a moment. Jack stared in shock as Cal deposited Rose in his arms. "I'll explain it later," he said. "She is what needs attention." Jack nodded dumbly.
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