In a Heartbeat
Echoes of Yesterday

Disclaimer: Still don't own it.

A/n: I'm still here! Sorry I haven't posted in awhile. I've had a bit of writer's block …
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Caitie Part II

June 1920, New York City


"It's finished?" Caite said surprised as she sat alone in her father's office. She checked the pages again.
"I'm done." Caite smiled with content as she turned off the light and walked quietly out the room so not to wake anyone.

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"I'm sorry miss we can't publish you article. Perhaps you should try-"

"One of the ladies magazines?" she finished for him. This was the fifth newspaper she had tried to publish her article in. Now Caitie was growing tired of the rejects. "Look sir," she spat. "Perhaps *you* should look at my article again. Particularly the last name."

"Caitlin Roth… you're not Jake Roth's daughter are you?"

"One in the same. And Daddy would be incredibly upset if his daughter's article wasn't published." She hated using her family name to get what she wanted, but Caitie knew the real reason this man didn't want to publish her article was because by using her own experiences she wrote about women's rights and gaining the vote.

"Alright." he said reluctantly. She smiled and started to leave but the look on his face told her that he wanted to say something else.

"What." Caitie asked.

He seemed taken back at her boldness. " Do you really believe in all that?"

"Yes and how you first turned me down because of that only makes me believe more."

He shook his head. "Good day Miss. Roth. I hope to see you again."

"Same here, Mr-"

"Freedman. James Freedman."

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Caitie almost groaned out loud. Her mother was throwing a party for Edward's induction to the firm, and of course she'd have to make an appearance , it was in her own house and for her own brother after all. But, Kurt was going to be there and she was in no mood to see him.

"There you are, Kitty." Edward replied as she came down the stairs, in her elegant green dress. He promptly took her arm. "Father read the paper."

"Where is he?"

"In the den, I believe. Waiting for you." Edward stated. "Good luck."

"Don't worry about me. Enjoy the party, you deserve it." Caitie replied smiling back at him. She carefully made her way through the crowd of people. When she finally got to her father's door, she knocked.

"Come in and close the door, Caitlin." she did as she was told as her father threw down the paper. "What is this?"

"It's today's paper, I believe."

"Don't be cute. Can you tell me, about this? You couldn't possible believe that-"

"-That woman will get the vote? We have it already in Wyoming, Utah, Idaho, Colorado, and Washington. Sates are ratifying this amendment as we speak." Caitie was sick of being asked this question.

"Caite.."

"Daddy?" she grinned, he's used that nickname so she knew he wasn't upset. He leaned over an kissed her on the forehead. "Go on. Enjoy the party."

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"Miss Roth?" Caited heard a familiar voice speak as she turned around.

"Mr. Freedman." she was happy to see him.

"Call me Jamie, Caitlin."

"Caitie-"

"So you're the girl my son's been talking nonstop about." his father spoke up. Jamie shot him a murderous glance. "Hi, I'm Alex Freedman. I really liked what you had to say in you're article."

"At least someone liked what the bitch wrote." said Kurt drunkenly staggering over to them. "Very nice article." he awkwardly clapped his hands. "Made me look like a fool. You're the girl I'm suppose to marry?"

"Kurt, please." Caite said.

"Shut up." he replied reaching up to hit her. Suddenly Jamie reached up and grabbed Kurt's hand.

"Why don't you just leave?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"Just leave Kurt." Caite spoke. The man slowly turned around and left the party. Caite turned to Jamie. 'I could have handled it."

"He was going to hit you."
"I don't need you to protect me." she turned her head and stalked away.

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Glass shattered.

Somewhere in the house she heard her mother scream.
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a/n : I finally got that done. The final part to Caitie should hopefully be out soon. I hope you guys like this part. Please r&r!!