~Disclaimer: I own none of them, I'm just playing with them, and I'll be returning them when I get through. I also stake no claim to any episodes that I use for the Flashbacks. They belong to the writers and FFC. I do however own Alex Wallace, his father and his secretary Connie.~
*From now on, I'm going to put (~) around dreams.
*Chelsey, I don't know what you did to them, but I haven't gotten any complaining reviews since your post. Feel free to go to the Directory and get my E-mail addy. I'd like to hear some of your ideas for my story.
~If you haven't found anything worth dying for, then you have never truly lived.~ Unknown
"David, Ezra, help her over to the couch." Sophie called after she turned on some of the lights in the cabin. The boys had carried her from the place where she had collasped. They hadn't take long. Peter carried her first. Then Auggie. After Auggie had gotten tired, David and Ezra had taken turns. "Auggie get some pillows out of the other room, and Juliet, get some bandages out of Auggie's pack." Everyone was scurring around, and Daisy stayed glued to her side. She didn't even budge when Sophie went to push her out of the way to get to Shelby's arm.
"Her arm's fine." Daisy said shortly. "The problem is in her heart." Neither Peter nor Sophie could hear her. Both of them were working to figure out what was wrong with Shelby. Daisy gave up after Shelby closed her eyes. She followed Scott outside onto the porch. "She'll be okay." She told him akwardly. She knew that she should be offering more comfort. There were no words of comfort that Daisy could offer that could take any of the pain away from him. He would hold onto it for dear life if it would mean he could hold onto a piece of her too. That was the problem with all of the Cliffhangers, "We all try so hard to hold on."
Daisy spoke softly, as if she were only talking to herself. Scott could hear the pain in her voice. He could see the unshed tears in her eyes. He knew that she wasn't only crying for Shelby. She was crying for all of them; Jess, Juliet, David. She was crying for the ones who didn't know, and the ones who had lost their way. "It's the one thing we know how to do when we're falling." Scott glanced over his shoulder and into the cabin, where Auggie and Jessica stood next to a perplexed Peter. "We can't hold onto cliffs until we're ready to fall from mountains." Both of them just sat there for a few moments. It was almost like they were two sides of a coin. 'Shelby's coin.' Daisy joked weakly. 'And Scott doesn't know about the third side.' She watched his face every few seconds. The way his eyes closed for moments at a time to block his own tears. His hands never left his knees. It was as if he knew that there was something Shelby wasn't telling him, and it was killing him. After what seemed like forever, Scott turned to Daisy. "Who's Alex?" He asked sharply.
Alex had excused himself from dinner early, pleading that the plane ride had caught up to him. The other board members understood, so his father had let him go. On his way out of the hotel dining hall though, he saw a man at the front desk. He was talking to one of the bellhops and passing an envelope. Alex walked bruskly over to the front esk and looked at the manager. "I'm here to check my mail." He said harshly. "Suite three sixteen, under the name Alexander Wallace." The messenger looked him over and handed him the packet. "Do I need to sign for this?" The messenger just shook his head and walked off. He turned to the manager. "Any other messages?"
Connie Marks took some reports out of her brief case and haned them to her boss from the other side of the desk. He didn't know that she was going to come up, but she had to make sure the file got to him safely. So she had her driver take it in while she was taking her bags out of the car. Instead of the suits she was used to wearing, she had had her stylist pick out some clothes that she could take with her to Agnes that wouldn't hamper her ability to perform her duties as his secretary. "These are all from your father. He wanted you to study up before the next meeting tomarrow morning after breakfast. He wants to keep Martin busy until Thursday with meetings and brunches." She tugged at the turtleneck that she had thrown on in the limo. "Jerry called the office while you were on the plane, and he said something about locating the account that Patty set up for her and Slate?" She gave him an annoyed look. "I hope your not going to do anything stupid."
Alex walked to the elevator, Connie in tow. "How much did he say was in it?" He pushed the button to his floor and looked over the package that Connie had brought to him concerning Shelby. Connie was going over her notes. "Conn?"
She checked a list and sighed. "Almost thirteen thousand. Those girls must have been really good at what they did to collect that much in six months.'
"Not all of it was combined." He glanced over a picture of Shelby and Patty that the cops had taken before a bust. "Patty had been on the streets a few more years then Shelby. Most of it was hers." The elevator dinged and he walked down the hall to his suite. "Patty kept a close watch on her funds. She wanted to leave Shelby enough to get gone on in case there was trouble." Patty always took care of Shelby.' He added to himself as Connie unlocked the door. He set the reports on the coffee table and reached for a beer out of the fridge. "The night before she died I made a promise to Patty. A promise that I didn't keep." He watched as Connie turned to him and set her suitcase on the couch. "I promised that Shelby would never have to home. I told her that I would take care of Shelby, and that's what I'm gonna do."
"So he wasn't just one of the guys who.....?" Scott couldn't believe the story that Daisy told him. Something about Alex made Scott want to thank him for helping Shelby, but another part, made Scott want to punch his lights out. "He didn't use her?"
Daisy admired how calm Scott had stayed through the entire tale. "Aparently he was one of Patty's first friends on the streets. Shelby said that he took care of her after Patty od'd. He was always there to post bail when they were....you know." The night had fallen, and the only sounds there were came from inside where Peter and Sophie still bustling over Shelby before they left the kids on their own for the night. They were going to travel until about nine then stop and make camp. They wanted to get back to the lodge before noon the next morning so they could get the campus ready for parents week again. Horizon had two every year. "He was taking care of her when the cops found her."
Before anything else could be said, Auggie came out for Daisy. "Peter and Sophie are making they're good-byes and they wanted you in here." He said nothing to Scott, which was all well with him. To Auggie, Scott was as big of an enemy as the guy that called looking for Shelby. He helped Daisy up and led her into the house.
"I wrote down Sophie's cell phone number and all the emergancy ones. They're net to the first aid kit on the counter." He handed Shelby his cell phone and a piece of paper. "I don't know what you want to do about Alex, but I think it would be wise to at least talk to him. Jeff said he was concerned about you. If you need to talk, we have the radio set up in the corner, as well as the cell phone. We should reach Horizon by noon at the latest. The clue is in the locked box in the corner." He pointed to the corner that the radio was in. Sitting on top of the radio was a safe with a dail lock. "We'll radio the combination when we reach Horizon." He kissed Shelby on top of the head and pulled Juliet close to him. "Take care of her." He whispered to Daiy when it was her turn to be hugged. She just nodded. "In that case...we're off." He and Sophie were out the door before anyone could say anything else.
"I'm making some tea." Juliet announced to the group after they were sure that Peter and Sophie were out of range. She had set about cleaning up the cabin until then. "Shleby do you want anything in yours?"
Shelby looked up from the phone and stared at Juliet for a second. Then her gaze shifted to Daisy. "I think some arsnic might help her." David called from his side of the room. He had been helping Scott and Jess unload everyone's packs and put them into drawers. He took Shelby's medication out of his pack and tossed the bottle to Ezra. "Just make sure she has some of these with it Princess, and I'm sure she'll be fine."
Shelby threw a glance over at David. "You're taking my names." She snapped at the dark haired boy. "I worked hard to come up with them." Tossing a small round pillow at his head she started to pout. "You're a smart boy Davey. Come up with your own." She stood and walked out of the cabin, taking the cell phone with her to the bottom step of the porch. She just kept staring at it.
*From now on, I'm going to put (~) around dreams.
*Chelsey, I don't know what you did to them, but I haven't gotten any complaining reviews since your post. Feel free to go to the Directory and get my E-mail addy. I'd like to hear some of your ideas for my story.
~If you haven't found anything worth dying for, then you have never truly lived.~ Unknown
"David, Ezra, help her over to the couch." Sophie called after she turned on some of the lights in the cabin. The boys had carried her from the place where she had collasped. They hadn't take long. Peter carried her first. Then Auggie. After Auggie had gotten tired, David and Ezra had taken turns. "Auggie get some pillows out of the other room, and Juliet, get some bandages out of Auggie's pack." Everyone was scurring around, and Daisy stayed glued to her side. She didn't even budge when Sophie went to push her out of the way to get to Shelby's arm.
"Her arm's fine." Daisy said shortly. "The problem is in her heart." Neither Peter nor Sophie could hear her. Both of them were working to figure out what was wrong with Shelby. Daisy gave up after Shelby closed her eyes. She followed Scott outside onto the porch. "She'll be okay." She told him akwardly. She knew that she should be offering more comfort. There were no words of comfort that Daisy could offer that could take any of the pain away from him. He would hold onto it for dear life if it would mean he could hold onto a piece of her too. That was the problem with all of the Cliffhangers, "We all try so hard to hold on."
Daisy spoke softly, as if she were only talking to herself. Scott could hear the pain in her voice. He could see the unshed tears in her eyes. He knew that she wasn't only crying for Shelby. She was crying for all of them; Jess, Juliet, David. She was crying for the ones who didn't know, and the ones who had lost their way. "It's the one thing we know how to do when we're falling." Scott glanced over his shoulder and into the cabin, where Auggie and Jessica stood next to a perplexed Peter. "We can't hold onto cliffs until we're ready to fall from mountains." Both of them just sat there for a few moments. It was almost like they were two sides of a coin. 'Shelby's coin.' Daisy joked weakly. 'And Scott doesn't know about the third side.' She watched his face every few seconds. The way his eyes closed for moments at a time to block his own tears. His hands never left his knees. It was as if he knew that there was something Shelby wasn't telling him, and it was killing him. After what seemed like forever, Scott turned to Daisy. "Who's Alex?" He asked sharply.
Alex had excused himself from dinner early, pleading that the plane ride had caught up to him. The other board members understood, so his father had let him go. On his way out of the hotel dining hall though, he saw a man at the front desk. He was talking to one of the bellhops and passing an envelope. Alex walked bruskly over to the front esk and looked at the manager. "I'm here to check my mail." He said harshly. "Suite three sixteen, under the name Alexander Wallace." The messenger looked him over and handed him the packet. "Do I need to sign for this?" The messenger just shook his head and walked off. He turned to the manager. "Any other messages?"
Connie Marks took some reports out of her brief case and haned them to her boss from the other side of the desk. He didn't know that she was going to come up, but she had to make sure the file got to him safely. So she had her driver take it in while she was taking her bags out of the car. Instead of the suits she was used to wearing, she had had her stylist pick out some clothes that she could take with her to Agnes that wouldn't hamper her ability to perform her duties as his secretary. "These are all from your father. He wanted you to study up before the next meeting tomarrow morning after breakfast. He wants to keep Martin busy until Thursday with meetings and brunches." She tugged at the turtleneck that she had thrown on in the limo. "Jerry called the office while you were on the plane, and he said something about locating the account that Patty set up for her and Slate?" She gave him an annoyed look. "I hope your not going to do anything stupid."
Alex walked to the elevator, Connie in tow. "How much did he say was in it?" He pushed the button to his floor and looked over the package that Connie had brought to him concerning Shelby. Connie was going over her notes. "Conn?"
She checked a list and sighed. "Almost thirteen thousand. Those girls must have been really good at what they did to collect that much in six months.'
"Not all of it was combined." He glanced over a picture of Shelby and Patty that the cops had taken before a bust. "Patty had been on the streets a few more years then Shelby. Most of it was hers." The elevator dinged and he walked down the hall to his suite. "Patty kept a close watch on her funds. She wanted to leave Shelby enough to get gone on in case there was trouble." Patty always took care of Shelby.' He added to himself as Connie unlocked the door. He set the reports on the coffee table and reached for a beer out of the fridge. "The night before she died I made a promise to Patty. A promise that I didn't keep." He watched as Connie turned to him and set her suitcase on the couch. "I promised that Shelby would never have to home. I told her that I would take care of Shelby, and that's what I'm gonna do."
"So he wasn't just one of the guys who.....?" Scott couldn't believe the story that Daisy told him. Something about Alex made Scott want to thank him for helping Shelby, but another part, made Scott want to punch his lights out. "He didn't use her?"
Daisy admired how calm Scott had stayed through the entire tale. "Aparently he was one of Patty's first friends on the streets. Shelby said that he took care of her after Patty od'd. He was always there to post bail when they were....you know." The night had fallen, and the only sounds there were came from inside where Peter and Sophie still bustling over Shelby before they left the kids on their own for the night. They were going to travel until about nine then stop and make camp. They wanted to get back to the lodge before noon the next morning so they could get the campus ready for parents week again. Horizon had two every year. "He was taking care of her when the cops found her."
Before anything else could be said, Auggie came out for Daisy. "Peter and Sophie are making they're good-byes and they wanted you in here." He said nothing to Scott, which was all well with him. To Auggie, Scott was as big of an enemy as the guy that called looking for Shelby. He helped Daisy up and led her into the house.
"I wrote down Sophie's cell phone number and all the emergancy ones. They're net to the first aid kit on the counter." He handed Shelby his cell phone and a piece of paper. "I don't know what you want to do about Alex, but I think it would be wise to at least talk to him. Jeff said he was concerned about you. If you need to talk, we have the radio set up in the corner, as well as the cell phone. We should reach Horizon by noon at the latest. The clue is in the locked box in the corner." He pointed to the corner that the radio was in. Sitting on top of the radio was a safe with a dail lock. "We'll radio the combination when we reach Horizon." He kissed Shelby on top of the head and pulled Juliet close to him. "Take care of her." He whispered to Daiy when it was her turn to be hugged. She just nodded. "In that case...we're off." He and Sophie were out the door before anyone could say anything else.
"I'm making some tea." Juliet announced to the group after they were sure that Peter and Sophie were out of range. She had set about cleaning up the cabin until then. "Shleby do you want anything in yours?"
Shelby looked up from the phone and stared at Juliet for a second. Then her gaze shifted to Daisy. "I think some arsnic might help her." David called from his side of the room. He had been helping Scott and Jess unload everyone's packs and put them into drawers. He took Shelby's medication out of his pack and tossed the bottle to Ezra. "Just make sure she has some of these with it Princess, and I'm sure she'll be fine."
Shelby threw a glance over at David. "You're taking my names." She snapped at the dark haired boy. "I worked hard to come up with them." Tossing a small round pillow at his head she started to pout. "You're a smart boy Davey. Come up with your own." She stood and walked out of the cabin, taking the cell phone with her to the bottom step of the porch. She just kept staring at it.