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"What Can I Do", is by the Corrs and is not mine.
Chapter 10: Survival
"What are you doing here?" Amy asked in disbelief. Amy did her best to hide the annoyance in her voice.
"I'm not that crazy about the idea of bunking with you either," Trish said, as she flounced past Amy.
"What!" Amy said. "Oh, no, you're not staying here, I made reservations for this cabin."
"Yeah, well, so did I," Trish said as she delicately seated herself on the padded window seat.
"Think about it Amy, 5 cabins!, many tourists. You do the math."
*Oh, man, this is not fair!* Amy thought, running a hand through her hair. "Look, let's just try to make the best of a bad situation, okay," Trish said sincerely. Amy sighed, surprised at her change in attitude.
"Okay," Amy said, "Let's shake on it."
Trish smiled, "Deal!" Little Lisa toddled into the room.
"Who's this?" Lisa asked, staring at Trish.
"Aw, she's cute!" Trish gushed, kneeling down to Lisa's level. "Hi sweetie," Trish said, waving at her.
"Hello," Lisa said shyly, hiding behind Amy's leg.
"Is she yours?" Trish asked, looking up at Amy.
"Noo," Amy said with a frown. "Lisa is my cousin."
"Oh, sorry," Trish said apologetically.
Feeling a bit bad, Amy replied, "No big deal, don't worry about it."
Truly curious, Trish asked, "Oh, are you keeping your cousin for the summer or something?"
"Cousins," Amy corrected. "My Aunt was in a car accident and she is in a coma right now, so I'm keeping Lisa and Michael until she get's better."
"Oh, I'm sorry," Trish said with a frown. *I feel completely awkward around Amy. I keep sticking my foot in my mouth, and I feel like I'm starting to sound like a broken record,* she thought disdainfully.
"It's not your fault," Amy said sympathetically. "We just keep hoping and praying she'll come out of it."
Breaking the heaviness of the conversation, Lisa clapped her hands excitedly and cried out enthusiastically, "I wanna go ride horsey!" Both girls smiled, "Alright," Amy said picking up Lisa. "Let's go see what type of horseys they have," Amy said enthusiastically.
Meanwhile:
Jeff and Michael let their legs dangle over the docks edge, each holding their fishing rods. Michael put his finger in the water.
"Brr! It's cold." Michael said, quickly pulling his finger out of the water. Jeff smiled down at him.
"That's because the water is about sixty degrees, while up here where you and I are, its about fifty."
"Do you ever get tired of being around Matt?" Michael asked Jeff thoughtfully, looking up at him. Jeff looked at Michael for a second, unsure of how to respond.
"Yes," he said thoughtfully, but then added quickly, "but I still love him."
"Oh, I love Lisa too, it's just that sometimes I get tired of hanging around her all the time. Do you know what I mean? I mean, it's always like Michael watch your sister, clean up your sister, be good to your sister. I, I just like it when I'm by myself sometimes, without my sister. Do you ever feel like that with Matt?" Michael asked Jeff.
"Sometimes, It's nice to have a little quiet time, ya know?"
"Like right now," Michael said with a contented sigh as he snuggled up against his shoulder.
"Yes, just like right now," Jeff agreed, wrapping Michael's down jacket around his shoulders.
"Is Matt coming out soon?" Michael asked, looking up hopefully at Jeff. Jeff laughed heartily and put an arm around the little guy's shoulders.
Amy, Trish and Lisa headed down a trail that went deep into the woods, with their newly acquired horses. Lisa was sitting in front of Amy on a paint horse, while Trish stayed behind them on her Palomino.
"Giddyap!" Lisa cried, kicking him in the side as hard as a two year old could.
Amy laughed, "Lisa, calm down, I'll get Liddie to go fast later okay?"
"O-tay," Lisa said satisfied.
"I didn't know you rode horses Trish," Amy said looking back at Trish.
"When I was younger I would ride them at my Uncle's ranch," she said absent-mindedly.
"Is something wrong?" Amy asked, concerned.
"My uncle died last year," Trish said quietly.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Amy said sympathetically. They rode on in silence for awhile. Each woman lost in their own thoughts. *I can't believe this, Trish is actually nice and what's even weirder is she's pretty cool to hang around,* Amy thought, smiling to herself.
*Amy's not so bad,* Trish thought, *she's actually nice, once you get past those walls she puts up. She's like a fortress, no wonder Matt and Amy seem to be spinning their wheels. Maybe I can fix that,* Trish thought excitedly.
"Look, Amy I need to tell you something," Trish started.
*Oh, no, here it comes,* Amy thought. *She's going to say that she loves Matt and she will have him,* Amy thought angrily, as she fought down a feeling of jealously.
"Amy, I'm not in love with Matt, I don't think I ever was. I was just trying to stir up trouble, that's all. I'm sorry. Besides, it's easy to tell that your in love with Matt and I think you guys are perfect for each other," she said smiling brightly. "That and I think I'm in love with Andrew," Trish said shyly. Amy's eyes were bugging out of her head. Amy had no idea how to respond, I mean, Trish had done a total about-face.
"You, you like Andrew?" Amy's voice squeaked out.
Trish nodded, "Uh huh." Amy thought back to that day when her and Matt were in the locker room. Trish and Andrew were laughing and giggling together and Trish was wearing nicer clothes.
Almost as if Trish were reading Amy's thoughts, "It's also nice covering up more, it's too cold out here not to," Trish said with a laugh. Amy looked at Trish guiltily. Amy felt like a giant weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She had to talk to Matt and tell him how she felt, but figured Lisa wasn't about to settle for going back this early into the ride.
Feeling more lighthearted, Amy started humming one of her favorite songs.
"Hey," Trish said suddenly, "That's the Corr's song "What Can I Do."
"Right, you like them?" Amy asked in surprise.
"You bet I do! The girls have beautiful voices and harmonize well." No longer embarrassed, Amy started to sing:
"What can I do to make you love me?"
"What can I do to make you care?"
"What can I say to make you feel this?"
"What can I do to get you there?" Then Trish joined in, but as Amy thought about the lyrics she was singing, she realized the song described her perfectly. Abruptly, she stopped singing as lightning cracked the sky.
"I think we'd better head back," Amy warned, but was cut off as Trish screamed behind her. Amy looked up just in time to see another bolt of lightning slice through the tree directly in front her. As if taking it's last breath, the wood groaned and began it's earthly descent-straight towards Amy!
Back at the fishing hole:
The wind was picking up and it had grown considerably colder.
"I think we had better start heading back," Matt warned.
Jeff nodded, "Yeah, it's getting pretty nasty out here."
"Are the girls still out horse back riding?" Matt asked, concerned.
"Yeah, as far as I know. Knowing Amy, she's probably on her way back now. She has enough sense to know when to come out of the rain."
Troubled, Matt said, "Yeah, I guess your right," as he reluctantly followed his brother. As they started walking down the pier, it started to tremor violently.
"Uh, oh," Matt and Jeff said together. "Run!" Jeff picked up Michael and as they raced towards the end of the pier, they could feel the boards splitting apart at the seams. They barely made it to the end of the pier before it collapsed completely.
"The big one," Matt said knowingly, looking at Jeff.
"It's happening," Jeff finished for Matt.
"Alright, the cabins aren't safe enough, maybe there's a cave nearby," Matt said.
Deep in the woods:
Amy pulled on Liddie's reigns as hard as she could. Liddie backed up a step, only to have the tree come crashing down right in front of her. She reared up in terror. Unprepared, Amy was thrown off the horse, with Lisa falling on top of her. Trish's horse was pawing the ground nervously, when it started shaking violently. Trish could feel the ground start give way beneath her! Terrified, her horse bolted, knocking her off. The wind knocked out of her, Trish knew she had broken her collarbone as she tried to ignore the intense, shooting pain in her upper shoulder. Trish forced herself to get up so she could check on Amy and Lisa. Stunned, Lisa slowly climbed off of Amy.
"Amy!" Lisa cried frantically, her chubby, little hands framing Amy's cheeks. Trish knelt down and felt Amy's wrist for a pulse, when she noticed the rhythmic rise and fall of Amy's chest.
"She's going to be okay, Lisa," Trish said soothingly.
Amy suddenly started thrashing around and mumbled, "Have to go, gotta tell Matt...before it's to late," Amy wailed. She was almost frantic, with beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
"You're not going anywhere honey, but we'll talk to Matt, I promise," Trish said solemnly. *I just hope that's a promise I can keep,* Trish thought as she struggled to lift a semi-conscious Amy off the shifting, earthen floor.
Matt finally found an alcove that had been cut into a rock formation, kind of like a ledge cut into a mountain.
"We should be safe here," Matt said. Jeff put his hands on his knees and leaned forward some.
"Unless we have a rock slide," Jeff said, eyeing the entrance carefully. Matt, Jeff, and Michael waited out the earthquake until finally the violent quaking stopped. Matt looked down at his watch.
"Okay, Amy and Lisa haven't shown up yet. I'm going to go looking for them," Matt said firmly.
"We're coming with you," Jeff said. Matt shook his head.
"No, in case anything happens, you two should be safe here."
Jeff opened his mouth to argue, but thought better of it. Perhaps Matt was right, besides, chances are Matt would think of a better reason for them to stay, rather than Jeff thinking of a better reason for them to go.
"Alright, but be careful. Remember, this is the type of stuff I would normally do, so don't forget to think like me!" Jeff said with a grin.
"Thinking like you could get me killed," Matt said jokingly. Jeff hugged Matt tightly. When he pulled away, Jeff could see the surprise written all over Matt's face.
"You know I'll be careful Jeff," Matt said seriously.
"Unca Matty don't go!" Michael cried, hugging Matt tightly around the waist.
"I'll be back Michael," Matt said gently. "I promise."
As Jeff watched Matt leave the alcove he prayed that Matt, Amy and Lisa would come back to them safe and sound.
*I sure hope I looked more confident back there than I felt,* Matt thought somberly as he started his trek through the woods. Lisa was "helping," to support Amy by holding her hand, while Trish was on the other side, her arm around Amy's waist. Slowly, Trish made her way to an open field filled with blades of wheat blowing in the wind. Just as Trish sat down to take a break, Amy moaned, "Ooh, my head, it feels like someone hit me over the head with a frying pan."
"Amy!" Lisa said, hugging her tightly around the neck, "you're awake!"
"It's good to be back," Amy said softly.
"You had us worried there for a while," Trish said with a smile.
"Well, let's get going," Amy said pushing herself up slowly, "We have friends to find!"
Matt was making his way back to the alcove when he heard a whirring noise in the distance. He looked up only to see a Huey heading towards them.
"Hey!" Matt yelled, waving his arms frantically. "Jeff, Michael, we have help! Come on!" Jeff and Michael raced out of the cave towards Matt.
"Matt, what's happening? I thought I heard a helicopter"...
"That's because you did. Look!" Matt said pointing upwards. "It's heading straight for us. They can help us find the others!" Matt said excitedly.
"Michael!" a voice screamed in the distance.
"Lisa?" Michael said, desperately searching for her face to match her voice.
"Lisa, do you see them?" Amy asked barely able to contain her excitement.
"Uh, huh, over there," Lisa pointed. Amy followed her finger and spotted Matt and Jeff.
"Matt!" Amy screamed, while Lisa took off in a dead run straight for Michael.
"Amy?" Matt asked uncertainly, squinting against the sunlight.
Ignoring the pain in her ankle, Amy ran towards Matt as fast as her feet would carry her. She practically threw herself into Matt's arms, and wrapped her arms tightly around Matt's neck.
"I love you," she breathed into his ear. Matt couldn't believe what he was hearing. *She loves me!* he thought happily. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, only to have Amy pull away from him.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" she asked frantically. She examined his face critically. She noticed some dried blood on the side of his head. "You're hurt," she said softly, her fingertips gently touching his temple.
Pulling her to him, Matt stroked her hair, "Shh, I'm okay, it's alright. I didn't even notice the cut," he reassured her. They broke apart as a huge gust of wind rushed upon them. They looked up in time to see the helicopter pilot motion for them to hurry up and get in.
"I guess that's our cue," Matt said with a grin, his fingers entwined through Amy's as they got into the helicopter.
If you would like to use my story, please ask me first.
"What Can I Do", is by the Corrs and is not mine.
Chapter 10: Survival
"What are you doing here?" Amy asked in disbelief. Amy did her best to hide the annoyance in her voice.
"I'm not that crazy about the idea of bunking with you either," Trish said, as she flounced past Amy.
"What!" Amy said. "Oh, no, you're not staying here, I made reservations for this cabin."
"Yeah, well, so did I," Trish said as she delicately seated herself on the padded window seat.
"Think about it Amy, 5 cabins!, many tourists. You do the math."
*Oh, man, this is not fair!* Amy thought, running a hand through her hair. "Look, let's just try to make the best of a bad situation, okay," Trish said sincerely. Amy sighed, surprised at her change in attitude.
"Okay," Amy said, "Let's shake on it."
Trish smiled, "Deal!" Little Lisa toddled into the room.
"Who's this?" Lisa asked, staring at Trish.
"Aw, she's cute!" Trish gushed, kneeling down to Lisa's level. "Hi sweetie," Trish said, waving at her.
"Hello," Lisa said shyly, hiding behind Amy's leg.
"Is she yours?" Trish asked, looking up at Amy.
"Noo," Amy said with a frown. "Lisa is my cousin."
"Oh, sorry," Trish said apologetically.
Feeling a bit bad, Amy replied, "No big deal, don't worry about it."
Truly curious, Trish asked, "Oh, are you keeping your cousin for the summer or something?"
"Cousins," Amy corrected. "My Aunt was in a car accident and she is in a coma right now, so I'm keeping Lisa and Michael until she get's better."
"Oh, I'm sorry," Trish said with a frown. *I feel completely awkward around Amy. I keep sticking my foot in my mouth, and I feel like I'm starting to sound like a broken record,* she thought disdainfully.
"It's not your fault," Amy said sympathetically. "We just keep hoping and praying she'll come out of it."
Breaking the heaviness of the conversation, Lisa clapped her hands excitedly and cried out enthusiastically, "I wanna go ride horsey!" Both girls smiled, "Alright," Amy said picking up Lisa. "Let's go see what type of horseys they have," Amy said enthusiastically.
Meanwhile:
Jeff and Michael let their legs dangle over the docks edge, each holding their fishing rods. Michael put his finger in the water.
"Brr! It's cold." Michael said, quickly pulling his finger out of the water. Jeff smiled down at him.
"That's because the water is about sixty degrees, while up here where you and I are, its about fifty."
"Do you ever get tired of being around Matt?" Michael asked Jeff thoughtfully, looking up at him. Jeff looked at Michael for a second, unsure of how to respond.
"Yes," he said thoughtfully, but then added quickly, "but I still love him."
"Oh, I love Lisa too, it's just that sometimes I get tired of hanging around her all the time. Do you know what I mean? I mean, it's always like Michael watch your sister, clean up your sister, be good to your sister. I, I just like it when I'm by myself sometimes, without my sister. Do you ever feel like that with Matt?" Michael asked Jeff.
"Sometimes, It's nice to have a little quiet time, ya know?"
"Like right now," Michael said with a contented sigh as he snuggled up against his shoulder.
"Yes, just like right now," Jeff agreed, wrapping Michael's down jacket around his shoulders.
"Is Matt coming out soon?" Michael asked, looking up hopefully at Jeff. Jeff laughed heartily and put an arm around the little guy's shoulders.
Amy, Trish and Lisa headed down a trail that went deep into the woods, with their newly acquired horses. Lisa was sitting in front of Amy on a paint horse, while Trish stayed behind them on her Palomino.
"Giddyap!" Lisa cried, kicking him in the side as hard as a two year old could.
Amy laughed, "Lisa, calm down, I'll get Liddie to go fast later okay?"
"O-tay," Lisa said satisfied.
"I didn't know you rode horses Trish," Amy said looking back at Trish.
"When I was younger I would ride them at my Uncle's ranch," she said absent-mindedly.
"Is something wrong?" Amy asked, concerned.
"My uncle died last year," Trish said quietly.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Amy said sympathetically. They rode on in silence for awhile. Each woman lost in their own thoughts. *I can't believe this, Trish is actually nice and what's even weirder is she's pretty cool to hang around,* Amy thought, smiling to herself.
*Amy's not so bad,* Trish thought, *she's actually nice, once you get past those walls she puts up. She's like a fortress, no wonder Matt and Amy seem to be spinning their wheels. Maybe I can fix that,* Trish thought excitedly.
"Look, Amy I need to tell you something," Trish started.
*Oh, no, here it comes,* Amy thought. *She's going to say that she loves Matt and she will have him,* Amy thought angrily, as she fought down a feeling of jealously.
"Amy, I'm not in love with Matt, I don't think I ever was. I was just trying to stir up trouble, that's all. I'm sorry. Besides, it's easy to tell that your in love with Matt and I think you guys are perfect for each other," she said smiling brightly. "That and I think I'm in love with Andrew," Trish said shyly. Amy's eyes were bugging out of her head. Amy had no idea how to respond, I mean, Trish had done a total about-face.
"You, you like Andrew?" Amy's voice squeaked out.
Trish nodded, "Uh huh." Amy thought back to that day when her and Matt were in the locker room. Trish and Andrew were laughing and giggling together and Trish was wearing nicer clothes.
Almost as if Trish were reading Amy's thoughts, "It's also nice covering up more, it's too cold out here not to," Trish said with a laugh. Amy looked at Trish guiltily. Amy felt like a giant weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She had to talk to Matt and tell him how she felt, but figured Lisa wasn't about to settle for going back this early into the ride.
Feeling more lighthearted, Amy started humming one of her favorite songs.
"Hey," Trish said suddenly, "That's the Corr's song "What Can I Do."
"Right, you like them?" Amy asked in surprise.
"You bet I do! The girls have beautiful voices and harmonize well." No longer embarrassed, Amy started to sing:
"What can I do to make you love me?"
"What can I do to make you care?"
"What can I say to make you feel this?"
"What can I do to get you there?" Then Trish joined in, but as Amy thought about the lyrics she was singing, she realized the song described her perfectly. Abruptly, she stopped singing as lightning cracked the sky.
"I think we'd better head back," Amy warned, but was cut off as Trish screamed behind her. Amy looked up just in time to see another bolt of lightning slice through the tree directly in front her. As if taking it's last breath, the wood groaned and began it's earthly descent-straight towards Amy!
Back at the fishing hole:
The wind was picking up and it had grown considerably colder.
"I think we had better start heading back," Matt warned.
Jeff nodded, "Yeah, it's getting pretty nasty out here."
"Are the girls still out horse back riding?" Matt asked, concerned.
"Yeah, as far as I know. Knowing Amy, she's probably on her way back now. She has enough sense to know when to come out of the rain."
Troubled, Matt said, "Yeah, I guess your right," as he reluctantly followed his brother. As they started walking down the pier, it started to tremor violently.
"Uh, oh," Matt and Jeff said together. "Run!" Jeff picked up Michael and as they raced towards the end of the pier, they could feel the boards splitting apart at the seams. They barely made it to the end of the pier before it collapsed completely.
"The big one," Matt said knowingly, looking at Jeff.
"It's happening," Jeff finished for Matt.
"Alright, the cabins aren't safe enough, maybe there's a cave nearby," Matt said.
Deep in the woods:
Amy pulled on Liddie's reigns as hard as she could. Liddie backed up a step, only to have the tree come crashing down right in front of her. She reared up in terror. Unprepared, Amy was thrown off the horse, with Lisa falling on top of her. Trish's horse was pawing the ground nervously, when it started shaking violently. Trish could feel the ground start give way beneath her! Terrified, her horse bolted, knocking her off. The wind knocked out of her, Trish knew she had broken her collarbone as she tried to ignore the intense, shooting pain in her upper shoulder. Trish forced herself to get up so she could check on Amy and Lisa. Stunned, Lisa slowly climbed off of Amy.
"Amy!" Lisa cried frantically, her chubby, little hands framing Amy's cheeks. Trish knelt down and felt Amy's wrist for a pulse, when she noticed the rhythmic rise and fall of Amy's chest.
"She's going to be okay, Lisa," Trish said soothingly.
Amy suddenly started thrashing around and mumbled, "Have to go, gotta tell Matt...before it's to late," Amy wailed. She was almost frantic, with beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
"You're not going anywhere honey, but we'll talk to Matt, I promise," Trish said solemnly. *I just hope that's a promise I can keep,* Trish thought as she struggled to lift a semi-conscious Amy off the shifting, earthen floor.
Matt finally found an alcove that had been cut into a rock formation, kind of like a ledge cut into a mountain.
"We should be safe here," Matt said. Jeff put his hands on his knees and leaned forward some.
"Unless we have a rock slide," Jeff said, eyeing the entrance carefully. Matt, Jeff, and Michael waited out the earthquake until finally the violent quaking stopped. Matt looked down at his watch.
"Okay, Amy and Lisa haven't shown up yet. I'm going to go looking for them," Matt said firmly.
"We're coming with you," Jeff said. Matt shook his head.
"No, in case anything happens, you two should be safe here."
Jeff opened his mouth to argue, but thought better of it. Perhaps Matt was right, besides, chances are Matt would think of a better reason for them to stay, rather than Jeff thinking of a better reason for them to go.
"Alright, but be careful. Remember, this is the type of stuff I would normally do, so don't forget to think like me!" Jeff said with a grin.
"Thinking like you could get me killed," Matt said jokingly. Jeff hugged Matt tightly. When he pulled away, Jeff could see the surprise written all over Matt's face.
"You know I'll be careful Jeff," Matt said seriously.
"Unca Matty don't go!" Michael cried, hugging Matt tightly around the waist.
"I'll be back Michael," Matt said gently. "I promise."
As Jeff watched Matt leave the alcove he prayed that Matt, Amy and Lisa would come back to them safe and sound.
*I sure hope I looked more confident back there than I felt,* Matt thought somberly as he started his trek through the woods. Lisa was "helping," to support Amy by holding her hand, while Trish was on the other side, her arm around Amy's waist. Slowly, Trish made her way to an open field filled with blades of wheat blowing in the wind. Just as Trish sat down to take a break, Amy moaned, "Ooh, my head, it feels like someone hit me over the head with a frying pan."
"Amy!" Lisa said, hugging her tightly around the neck, "you're awake!"
"It's good to be back," Amy said softly.
"You had us worried there for a while," Trish said with a smile.
"Well, let's get going," Amy said pushing herself up slowly, "We have friends to find!"
Matt was making his way back to the alcove when he heard a whirring noise in the distance. He looked up only to see a Huey heading towards them.
"Hey!" Matt yelled, waving his arms frantically. "Jeff, Michael, we have help! Come on!" Jeff and Michael raced out of the cave towards Matt.
"Matt, what's happening? I thought I heard a helicopter"...
"That's because you did. Look!" Matt said pointing upwards. "It's heading straight for us. They can help us find the others!" Matt said excitedly.
"Michael!" a voice screamed in the distance.
"Lisa?" Michael said, desperately searching for her face to match her voice.
"Lisa, do you see them?" Amy asked barely able to contain her excitement.
"Uh, huh, over there," Lisa pointed. Amy followed her finger and spotted Matt and Jeff.
"Matt!" Amy screamed, while Lisa took off in a dead run straight for Michael.
"Amy?" Matt asked uncertainly, squinting against the sunlight.
Ignoring the pain in her ankle, Amy ran towards Matt as fast as her feet would carry her. She practically threw herself into Matt's arms, and wrapped her arms tightly around Matt's neck.
"I love you," she breathed into his ear. Matt couldn't believe what he was hearing. *She loves me!* he thought happily. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, only to have Amy pull away from him.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" she asked frantically. She examined his face critically. She noticed some dried blood on the side of his head. "You're hurt," she said softly, her fingertips gently touching his temple.
Pulling her to him, Matt stroked her hair, "Shh, I'm okay, it's alright. I didn't even notice the cut," he reassured her. They broke apart as a huge gust of wind rushed upon them. They looked up in time to see the helicopter pilot motion for them to hurry up and get in.
"I guess that's our cue," Matt said with a grin, his fingers entwined through Amy's as they got into the helicopter.