Just Another Regualar Monday
Disclaimer: I do not own of the In a Heartbeat characters. Shame I would have fun with them.
Anyway I own nothing, but the idea for this story. I also do not own any music I might use
throughout this series. I will try to list the music and the artist at the bottom of each
installment.
Summary: This is a future fic about Caite, Jaime, Val, and Tyler. It starts off in 2004 and then into 2012. So
this is probably going to be a long fic. If you have any suggestions just email me or put it in
your review.
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Jamie remembered his first time seeing Catie Shianna Roth. Nobody knew her real middle name
other than him and her family. He had found out the day they had met. They were both in the
office; him for his first day, her for violation of dress code. Her mother had walked in the
small pale waiting area screaming her full name. Jaime had had a smirk on his face before the
incident and then when he heard the name his grin came through his eyes. She had noticed and told
him that they would have to be friends, cause she would kill anybody who told someone. And that
he was too cute to kill anyway.
Now sitting with his coke and a bag of popcorn he tried to see the same Catie in his mind that
he had known then. At the time she had been alot shorter, hard to imagine he mused. Her hair had
auburn streaks and her signature smirk was carried well by her face. The only thing that could
give away her true happiness was those eyes of hers. They always seemed to contridict her, no
matter how much she hated them for that. It was one of the things that made him love her, all
those little contridictions she held in her.
But now that was all going to be so damn complicated. He had loved her since the day he had met
her, but it had been a brotherly sister thing till about 2 years ago. How was he going to tell
her he loved her back without making it too weird or too normal? How was he going to say it?
And how could he not tell her?
It was movie night he knew, so he was going to have to go get Catie and then pick up a movie.
They had seen every horror flic and now had moved onto the romantic comedeys much to Jaime's
dislike. It had been Catie's choice and he knew she was doing it just to get under his skin so
she could say poor baby I wish I could help, but she gets the movie anyway.
So he got his jacket and his keys and left the old rugged apartment heading toward Catie's.
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Catie stood by the bed trying to descide if she was going to crawl in it and cuddel her bare
knees or grab the pillow and rip it to shreads. Ethier way she felt numb and alone, her best
friend was nowhere to be found and Jaime was probably on his way over to pick her up. She knew
it was raining; it always rained on her bad days. The weather had this way of complimenting her
moods. Her atire matched the dreary mood as well. Her midnight blue sweater with a
short black skirt with her hair in long black braids.
She turned to her sponged blue and purple empty wall with the balcony. It was the deal they had
made, her and Val, that she got the balcony and Val got the bathroom. There were two but one,
Catie's, didn't have a shower. Which was fine with Catie, she liked taking baths better than
showers. She would never tell Val that, but she was pretty sure Val already knew by her singing
Colplay, Everclear, and Korn every time she got in.
She wanted to stand in the rain now with the droplettes that decorated her hair and made her
shiver. She loved the way it always seemed to surprize her when she smiled dispite herself at the
smell. She and her family had had some intresting times in the rain. Her dad Will had been a
weather man and his favorite weather was the rain. His second passion was poems, that was
probably why she wanted to write. The way he would always smile and then quote on that was on the
rain when he put her to bed while she was young. His favorite had been Oad to Fly, it hadn't been
on rain or anything about the weather. She could almost hear her dad's voice and the gentelness that
was forever in his eyes. She wanted to sit and cry till she couldn't see, but what would be the point
he wasn't comming back and it wouldn't change her mother.
So she walked to the balcony doors and opened then slightly, just enought to were she could get in.
She walked out in the rain or and sat down on the chair Jaime had bought her for her 19 birthday.
Then she heard it, it was the songs played by the city for the "youngsters" on the streets. It
was Coldplay.
Look at the stars
how they shine for you
and everything you do
yeah they were all yellow
Catie could hear the cars from her spot, how they sped home and back to work or to pick up thier
childeren from day-care. She saw the motorcycle from the corner of her eye. She knew she should go
and open the door for him, but she couldn't get herself to move from the chair. He had a key she
assured herself for the millionth time.
I came along
I wrote a song for you
and all the things you do
and it was called yellow
Jaime got to her apartment building and parked his bike in the little parking place in front of
door. It had come to be his own spot over the years. He winked at the under-payed doorman that had
come to know him. Bob had known for awhile about his infactuation with Catie. So they had a system
of good and bad days. Good were winks bad were nods, they knew it was weird, but it fit them.
so I took my turn
what a thing to done
and it was all yellow
you're still
yeah you're still
turned to something beautiful
you know
yeah you know
I love you so
I swam across
I jumped across for you
what a thing to do
cause you were all yellow
I drew a line
I drew a line for you
ohh what a thing to do
and it was all yellow
Jaime walked up the stairs and knocked her door that was painted blue, it was a comprimize. Val
had wanted yellow and Catie wanted black so they went with blue. He knew she was on the balcony which
meant she was thinking about her dad or her mom. So he put the round olden looking key in the lock
walked to her room that was in the back. His grin was now fading with each quick step he took.
you're still
yeah you're still turned to something beautiful
I let myself
I let myself try
it's true
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look at the stars
and how they shine for you
and all the things that you do
"Catie"
It was a breathless call, Catie knew it meant he was worried, but afraid to let her know that. He
hadn't realized yet that she knew what every tone he used meant. He was unpredictable, but familar
and it was so easy to read him when he didn't want you to.
She walked back in her small room with her her hand in her hair so she would seem casual. It was
hard to be casual with him now that they had known eachother so long. Even Val couldn't read her
the way Jaime could. It was weird, Val was more of her opposite than her equal.
"Jaime I'm okay..."
Yeah right they both thought to themselves. Jaime didn't buy it anymore than Catie could lie abou
it. She guessed that's why she had told him in the first place, because he knew her all too well to
buy her lies of trying to hold it in.
"Catie you're not okay. What happened? Did SHE come agian? Did she hit you? I'll kill her one day."
"Jaime sometimes I wonder if you ever even need me to say anything."
"Sorry guess I was jumping to conclusions agian huh."
"Yeah you were, but they would be the right ones to jump to."
"Ohh Catie, letme see it okay."
She zipped down the back of the turtle neck, as she turned around. Jaime sucked in a quick breath.
Nothing he had ever seen on her had been this bad. They had always been minor, but the size and the
dark coloring contrasted so much with her own size and her milky coloring.
"It doesn't hurt that bad you know," she lied through her teeth.
He walked over to her not listening to the pleading in her voice to let it go. He barely touched
the gruesome bruise before she shuddered and tried to back away. He just barely ran his finger tips
over it, while she kept biting her lower lip trying to hold in the screams that stood in her throat.
"Catie you're coming home with me tonight. We're going to rent a movie and eat soup and ice that.
No buts or arguments."
He was trying to stay on top of this, but he didn't want to not let her know he was worried. He
loved her too much for that. He wanted to take her home and have her lay in his arms till it went
away. He just wanted her pain to go away so he could see her smile at him through her eyes.
"Okay, I'll leave a note for Ophie and Brooke so they know where I am."
"Hurry and don't answer the phone if it rings. I'll pack for you."
She nodded timidly and walked to the kitchen with her head high even though it was throbbing with
a migrane. Her thoughts swam over her and Jaime on the couch trying to pretend nothing was wrong.
But she knew Jaime would want to talk about it and she would just try, as usual, to ignore it.
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Brooke walked back to her room with Ophie and Nick not far behind. They were going to stay for
dinner agian. It was what they had done since last Fall they would come over and without caring
if they had been invited or not stayed for dinner. Her parents had started calling them thier other
childeren, and Nick and Ophie in return called them Mom and Dad. It didn't bother her anymore now.
In fact she would lay down and take a nap while they listened to music or watched a movie. It was
just now as normal as it used to be with Val. She missed her sister and her "other" sister more than
anything she had thought possible. She was worried about auntie Catie, but could never find the words
or courage to tell her.
Nick sat down next to a sleepy eyed Brooke and grabbed her hand knowing she needed it. He had known
about her worring since before she did. It was weird how they knew eachother's thought before the
other one said anything.
"Hey Oph can you put in Edwin MCcain?"
"Not agian please," Brooke whined. She loved the cd, but Nick was so into it that whenever they
came over the threesome would have to listen to it till the dinner "bell" rang, or more like Nick's
stomache did.
Ophie went over to the sound system and put in the comprimize, Dido. She loved Dido, yeah it was
old, but it was alot better than the new space crap people had tastes for now days. Protozoa really
got on her nerves especially the "The Universe is Ours".
I didn't hear you leave
I wonder how am I still here
And I don't wanna move a thing
it might change my memory
Ohh I am what I am
I do what I want
but I can't hide
and I won't go
and I won't sleep
and I can't breathe
till you're resting
here with me
and I won't live
and I can't hide
and I won't breathe
until you're resting
here with me
And I don't wanna
call my friends
they might wake me
from this dream
The music was cut off by the sound of Flo, Brooke's cat. She had pawed the stop button agian. Val
had taught her how to do that before she had left. It was Flo's way of telling you she was hungery.
"Will that cat ever not be starving," Nick said in disgust. He had detested that feline since she
had interupted Brooke and his supposed to be first kiss about a year ago.
"I think she would have to live at the Kremlin before she wasn't."
Ophie didn't apeciate her ethier, she had ruined her picture of Catie with dye in her hair by
peeing on it. Catie in return addored the animal.
"Guys she's just a cat, why do you both hate her so much," Brooke knew the answers to that, but
it worried her what they might do to kill it one day.
"You know why I wanna boil her alive," Ophie said in return. "I almost want to kill her more than
Cordie."
"What did she do now," Nick questioned. He didn't want to hear what his ex had done, but it was
in his best intrest for his friend's sake.
"She wants to come with us," Ophelia said with disgust.
Brooke couldn't help but laugh out loud at this. She like Cordie almost as much as Ophie, because
of the secrets she could keep and the sacrifices she could make. But the idea of Nick and her speaking
politly to eachother for more than 3 minutes was a miracle much less in the morning all the way to
Seattle.
"How is that in the least bit funny," both of the teens asked simutainiously.
"Because I can imagine Cordie trying to be polite and you two trying to think up ways to kill her
without me noticing."
"Very funny, now where's the hidden humor of this," Nick replied with a fierce tongue.
"It's not really funny I just wanted to think of something to lighten the dark gloomy mood," Brooke
replied oozing with sarcasim.
"Hey, is anyone of my beautiful children home yet," Brooke's mother bellowed.
"Yeah Mom in our room," Ophie screamed through the halls.
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Tyler pulled on his letter jacket and his worried smile. He was worried about his Val and he needed
to see her soon. It was thier anniversary right, so weren't they supposed to be together for this.
He was nervous he kept telling himself.
"She's probably just out shopping or at the lab working on a project," he tried to reassure himself.
"Besides it gives me time to pick up the surprize and the ring," he thought with a cocky grin.
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Sorry it's short. Would you please review and tell me what you think and if you like it. I
really enjoy reading all the reviews I got from my other stories, so please give me your
two-pence. Thanks!
my email address is
painter_416@hotmail.com
if you wanna give me any suggestions or anything.
The songs used in this installment are in order as featured:
Coldplay-Yellow
Dido-Here With Me (roswell theme song)
Disclaimer: I do not own of the In a Heartbeat characters. Shame I would have fun with them.
Anyway I own nothing, but the idea for this story. I also do not own any music I might use
throughout this series. I will try to list the music and the artist at the bottom of each
installment.
Summary: This is a future fic about Caite, Jaime, Val, and Tyler. It starts off in 2004 and then into 2012. So
this is probably going to be a long fic. If you have any suggestions just email me or put it in
your review.
*********************************************************************************************
Jamie remembered his first time seeing Catie Shianna Roth. Nobody knew her real middle name
other than him and her family. He had found out the day they had met. They were both in the
office; him for his first day, her for violation of dress code. Her mother had walked in the
small pale waiting area screaming her full name. Jaime had had a smirk on his face before the
incident and then when he heard the name his grin came through his eyes. She had noticed and told
him that they would have to be friends, cause she would kill anybody who told someone. And that
he was too cute to kill anyway.
Now sitting with his coke and a bag of popcorn he tried to see the same Catie in his mind that
he had known then. At the time she had been alot shorter, hard to imagine he mused. Her hair had
auburn streaks and her signature smirk was carried well by her face. The only thing that could
give away her true happiness was those eyes of hers. They always seemed to contridict her, no
matter how much she hated them for that. It was one of the things that made him love her, all
those little contridictions she held in her.
But now that was all going to be so damn complicated. He had loved her since the day he had met
her, but it had been a brotherly sister thing till about 2 years ago. How was he going to tell
her he loved her back without making it too weird or too normal? How was he going to say it?
And how could he not tell her?
It was movie night he knew, so he was going to have to go get Catie and then pick up a movie.
They had seen every horror flic and now had moved onto the romantic comedeys much to Jaime's
dislike. It had been Catie's choice and he knew she was doing it just to get under his skin so
she could say poor baby I wish I could help, but she gets the movie anyway.
So he got his jacket and his keys and left the old rugged apartment heading toward Catie's.
**********************************************************************************************
Catie stood by the bed trying to descide if she was going to crawl in it and cuddel her bare
knees or grab the pillow and rip it to shreads. Ethier way she felt numb and alone, her best
friend was nowhere to be found and Jaime was probably on his way over to pick her up. She knew
it was raining; it always rained on her bad days. The weather had this way of complimenting her
moods. Her atire matched the dreary mood as well. Her midnight blue sweater with a
short black skirt with her hair in long black braids.
She turned to her sponged blue and purple empty wall with the balcony. It was the deal they had
made, her and Val, that she got the balcony and Val got the bathroom. There were two but one,
Catie's, didn't have a shower. Which was fine with Catie, she liked taking baths better than
showers. She would never tell Val that, but she was pretty sure Val already knew by her singing
Colplay, Everclear, and Korn every time she got in.
She wanted to stand in the rain now with the droplettes that decorated her hair and made her
shiver. She loved the way it always seemed to surprize her when she smiled dispite herself at the
smell. She and her family had had some intresting times in the rain. Her dad Will had been a
weather man and his favorite weather was the rain. His second passion was poems, that was
probably why she wanted to write. The way he would always smile and then quote on that was on the
rain when he put her to bed while she was young. His favorite had been Oad to Fly, it hadn't been
on rain or anything about the weather. She could almost hear her dad's voice and the gentelness that
was forever in his eyes. She wanted to sit and cry till she couldn't see, but what would be the point
he wasn't comming back and it wouldn't change her mother.
So she walked to the balcony doors and opened then slightly, just enought to were she could get in.
She walked out in the rain or and sat down on the chair Jaime had bought her for her 19 birthday.
Then she heard it, it was the songs played by the city for the "youngsters" on the streets. It
was Coldplay.
Look at the stars
how they shine for you
and everything you do
yeah they were all yellow
Catie could hear the cars from her spot, how they sped home and back to work or to pick up thier
childeren from day-care. She saw the motorcycle from the corner of her eye. She knew she should go
and open the door for him, but she couldn't get herself to move from the chair. He had a key she
assured herself for the millionth time.
I came along
I wrote a song for you
and all the things you do
and it was called yellow
Jaime got to her apartment building and parked his bike in the little parking place in front of
door. It had come to be his own spot over the years. He winked at the under-payed doorman that had
come to know him. Bob had known for awhile about his infactuation with Catie. So they had a system
of good and bad days. Good were winks bad were nods, they knew it was weird, but it fit them.
so I took my turn
what a thing to done
and it was all yellow
you're still
yeah you're still
turned to something beautiful
you know
yeah you know
I love you so
I swam across
I jumped across for you
what a thing to do
cause you were all yellow
I drew a line
I drew a line for you
ohh what a thing to do
and it was all yellow
Jaime walked up the stairs and knocked her door that was painted blue, it was a comprimize. Val
had wanted yellow and Catie wanted black so they went with blue. He knew she was on the balcony which
meant she was thinking about her dad or her mom. So he put the round olden looking key in the lock
walked to her room that was in the back. His grin was now fading with each quick step he took.
you're still
yeah you're still turned to something beautiful
I let myself
I let myself try
it's true
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look how they shine for you
look at the stars
and how they shine for you
and all the things that you do
"Catie"
It was a breathless call, Catie knew it meant he was worried, but afraid to let her know that. He
hadn't realized yet that she knew what every tone he used meant. He was unpredictable, but familar
and it was so easy to read him when he didn't want you to.
She walked back in her small room with her her hand in her hair so she would seem casual. It was
hard to be casual with him now that they had known eachother so long. Even Val couldn't read her
the way Jaime could. It was weird, Val was more of her opposite than her equal.
"Jaime I'm okay..."
Yeah right they both thought to themselves. Jaime didn't buy it anymore than Catie could lie abou
it. She guessed that's why she had told him in the first place, because he knew her all too well to
buy her lies of trying to hold it in.
"Catie you're not okay. What happened? Did SHE come agian? Did she hit you? I'll kill her one day."
"Jaime sometimes I wonder if you ever even need me to say anything."
"Sorry guess I was jumping to conclusions agian huh."
"Yeah you were, but they would be the right ones to jump to."
"Ohh Catie, letme see it okay."
She zipped down the back of the turtle neck, as she turned around. Jaime sucked in a quick breath.
Nothing he had ever seen on her had been this bad. They had always been minor, but the size and the
dark coloring contrasted so much with her own size and her milky coloring.
"It doesn't hurt that bad you know," she lied through her teeth.
He walked over to her not listening to the pleading in her voice to let it go. He barely touched
the gruesome bruise before she shuddered and tried to back away. He just barely ran his finger tips
over it, while she kept biting her lower lip trying to hold in the screams that stood in her throat.
"Catie you're coming home with me tonight. We're going to rent a movie and eat soup and ice that.
No buts or arguments."
He was trying to stay on top of this, but he didn't want to not let her know he was worried. He
loved her too much for that. He wanted to take her home and have her lay in his arms till it went
away. He just wanted her pain to go away so he could see her smile at him through her eyes.
"Okay, I'll leave a note for Ophie and Brooke so they know where I am."
"Hurry and don't answer the phone if it rings. I'll pack for you."
She nodded timidly and walked to the kitchen with her head high even though it was throbbing with
a migrane. Her thoughts swam over her and Jaime on the couch trying to pretend nothing was wrong.
But she knew Jaime would want to talk about it and she would just try, as usual, to ignore it.
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Brooke walked back to her room with Ophie and Nick not far behind. They were going to stay for
dinner agian. It was what they had done since last Fall they would come over and without caring
if they had been invited or not stayed for dinner. Her parents had started calling them thier other
childeren, and Nick and Ophie in return called them Mom and Dad. It didn't bother her anymore now.
In fact she would lay down and take a nap while they listened to music or watched a movie. It was
just now as normal as it used to be with Val. She missed her sister and her "other" sister more than
anything she had thought possible. She was worried about auntie Catie, but could never find the words
or courage to tell her.
Nick sat down next to a sleepy eyed Brooke and grabbed her hand knowing she needed it. He had known
about her worring since before she did. It was weird how they knew eachother's thought before the
other one said anything.
"Hey Oph can you put in Edwin MCcain?"
"Not agian please," Brooke whined. She loved the cd, but Nick was so into it that whenever they
came over the threesome would have to listen to it till the dinner "bell" rang, or more like Nick's
stomache did.
Ophie went over to the sound system and put in the comprimize, Dido. She loved Dido, yeah it was
old, but it was alot better than the new space crap people had tastes for now days. Protozoa really
got on her nerves especially the "The Universe is Ours".
I didn't hear you leave
I wonder how am I still here
And I don't wanna move a thing
it might change my memory
Ohh I am what I am
I do what I want
but I can't hide
and I won't go
and I won't sleep
and I can't breathe
till you're resting
here with me
and I won't live
and I can't hide
and I won't breathe
until you're resting
here with me
And I don't wanna
call my friends
they might wake me
from this dream
The music was cut off by the sound of Flo, Brooke's cat. She had pawed the stop button agian. Val
had taught her how to do that before she had left. It was Flo's way of telling you she was hungery.
"Will that cat ever not be starving," Nick said in disgust. He had detested that feline since she
had interupted Brooke and his supposed to be first kiss about a year ago.
"I think she would have to live at the Kremlin before she wasn't."
Ophie didn't apeciate her ethier, she had ruined her picture of Catie with dye in her hair by
peeing on it. Catie in return addored the animal.
"Guys she's just a cat, why do you both hate her so much," Brooke knew the answers to that, but
it worried her what they might do to kill it one day.
"You know why I wanna boil her alive," Ophie said in return. "I almost want to kill her more than
Cordie."
"What did she do now," Nick questioned. He didn't want to hear what his ex had done, but it was
in his best intrest for his friend's sake.
"She wants to come with us," Ophelia said with disgust.
Brooke couldn't help but laugh out loud at this. She like Cordie almost as much as Ophie, because
of the secrets she could keep and the sacrifices she could make. But the idea of Nick and her speaking
politly to eachother for more than 3 minutes was a miracle much less in the morning all the way to
Seattle.
"How is that in the least bit funny," both of the teens asked simutainiously.
"Because I can imagine Cordie trying to be polite and you two trying to think up ways to kill her
without me noticing."
"Very funny, now where's the hidden humor of this," Nick replied with a fierce tongue.
"It's not really funny I just wanted to think of something to lighten the dark gloomy mood," Brooke
replied oozing with sarcasim.
"Hey, is anyone of my beautiful children home yet," Brooke's mother bellowed.
"Yeah Mom in our room," Ophie screamed through the halls.
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Tyler pulled on his letter jacket and his worried smile. He was worried about his Val and he needed
to see her soon. It was thier anniversary right, so weren't they supposed to be together for this.
He was nervous he kept telling himself.
"She's probably just out shopping or at the lab working on a project," he tried to reassure himself.
"Besides it gives me time to pick up the surprize and the ring," he thought with a cocky grin.
*************************************************************************************************
Sorry it's short. Would you please review and tell me what you think and if you like it. I
really enjoy reading all the reviews I got from my other stories, so please give me your
two-pence. Thanks!
my email address is
painter_416@hotmail.com
if you wanna give me any suggestions or anything.
The songs used in this installment are in order as featured:
Coldplay-Yellow
Dido-Here With Me (roswell theme song)