Molly and Rick lay on the bed, Molly in Rick's arms, her telling him everything she could think of about her and the kids, stuff she couldn't just write down in a letter.
"... And Jack, he misses not having a man to talk to, Ned tries to act like a father figure to him, but you can only do so much. Fi, she still cries for you, she thinks your gone forever, I wish so much I could tell her, tell them, tell everyone that you're not gone, that, ...that your alive!" Molly pauses, tears rolling down her face. She jumps up out of the bed, out of Rick's arms, her naked body shaking. She holds on to herself, trying to pull herself together.
"Damn them!" she screams, "Damn you, Rick! Why? Why did you have to stick your nose where it didn't belong? Why can't they stop doing this to you? Doing this to us? Why?" Molly fell to the bed sobbing, and shaking uncontrollably, Rick grabbed her, rocking her back and forth to calm her down.
Irene Bell sits at a table in a club, with a cell phone to her ear, taping her fingernails rapidly.
"Where is she?" she asks herself, "She was suppose to be here an hour ago." Irene waits for a minute, then stands up, throws the phone in her purse angrily, and walks over to the stage where the members of the Molly Phillips Band are standing around.
"Okay, the hotel keeps ringing up to Molly's room, but they aren't getting an answer." the band members look around and sigh a sigh of impatience, "We'll give her another half-hour, but if she doesn't show, we will have to have another rehearsal tomorrow."
Irene starts to walk over towards Carey, when her cell phone rings. "Hello?... Molly?... Where the hell are you? What?... Why not?... Are you okay?... Okay, I'll tell the guys. Are you sure you're okay? Fine, Bye." Irene hung up her phone, and walked back towards the band.
"Okay, for some reason, Molly can't show today, so you're all free to go." The band started to pack up, they wanted to ask 'why?' but they knew not to mess with Irene.
Molly hung up the phone and looked over at Rick, "She wanted to know what was wrong, but how do you tell a person that everything is right, but at the same time everything is wrong? I told her I was okay. She doesn't believe me though." She sat back down on the bed next to Rick, she shivered, and Rick handed her a sweatshirt. She put it on and smelled the collar.
"I used to smell your clothes after you left. It was the only way I could think of to keep close to you. I had to stop though, it was just to heartbreaking." She looked up at him with a saddened smile.
"You don't need to do that now, I'm here now."
"Yeah, but for how long? How long will it be before I see you again?"
Rick touched her cheek, "The Witness Protection Program thinks I should be able to come out of hiding soon, the people I am hiding from are all incarcerated now."
"Well then, why are you hiding now?"
"Because 'the Program' thinks that these people might have friends on the outside."
"Why can't you tell me who 'these people' are?"
"Damn it, Molly, you know why? If you knew you'd just be endangering everyone's life even more."
"Fine." She looked away, and with a hardened sigh, asked, "How long is 'soon'?"
It was now Rick's turn to look away. "I'm not sure, it could be from a couple of months, to a couple of years."
Molly head turned quickly to face him. " Years??! I don't think I could handle this another few years."
"But Molly, we never thought we'd get to this point. Now we know I'll be able to come back, I'll be able to be with you, to watch the kids grow up."
Molly screamed at him, "They've already grown up, Jack's going off to college this fall, and Fiona is sixteen, and falling in love for the first time."
They seemed to hit the climax point of the argument, "I'm sorry Mol, I wished this had never happen." He hugged her, then pulled away. He looked down at her, "Fi, in love? When, with the guy I saw her in the lobby with?"
"That's him allright. Remember Ned and Irene's oldest, Carey? He's in the band now."
"Isn't he a little old for her? He's what, probably twenty-two?"
"I guess.."
"Make's since though, he is in a band. Like mother, like daughter."
Rick tried to shrug off the fact that his little girl was growing up. He wanted to spend his time with Molly being happy, not saddened by everything, but now he just wanted to change the subject off of him, and onto Jack and Fi.
"Tell me more about Jack and Fi."
Molly got off the bed, picked up the box she brought with her and sat back down on the bed with it.
She looked at the box, " I call it 'my little treasure box.' I keep all kinds of Jack and Fi's things in here."
"... And Jack, he misses not having a man to talk to, Ned tries to act like a father figure to him, but you can only do so much. Fi, she still cries for you, she thinks your gone forever, I wish so much I could tell her, tell them, tell everyone that you're not gone, that, ...that your alive!" Molly pauses, tears rolling down her face. She jumps up out of the bed, out of Rick's arms, her naked body shaking. She holds on to herself, trying to pull herself together.
"Damn them!" she screams, "Damn you, Rick! Why? Why did you have to stick your nose where it didn't belong? Why can't they stop doing this to you? Doing this to us? Why?" Molly fell to the bed sobbing, and shaking uncontrollably, Rick grabbed her, rocking her back and forth to calm her down.
Irene Bell sits at a table in a club, with a cell phone to her ear, taping her fingernails rapidly.
"Where is she?" she asks herself, "She was suppose to be here an hour ago." Irene waits for a minute, then stands up, throws the phone in her purse angrily, and walks over to the stage where the members of the Molly Phillips Band are standing around.
"Okay, the hotel keeps ringing up to Molly's room, but they aren't getting an answer." the band members look around and sigh a sigh of impatience, "We'll give her another half-hour, but if she doesn't show, we will have to have another rehearsal tomorrow."
Irene starts to walk over towards Carey, when her cell phone rings. "Hello?... Molly?... Where the hell are you? What?... Why not?... Are you okay?... Okay, I'll tell the guys. Are you sure you're okay? Fine, Bye." Irene hung up her phone, and walked back towards the band.
"Okay, for some reason, Molly can't show today, so you're all free to go." The band started to pack up, they wanted to ask 'why?' but they knew not to mess with Irene.
Molly hung up the phone and looked over at Rick, "She wanted to know what was wrong, but how do you tell a person that everything is right, but at the same time everything is wrong? I told her I was okay. She doesn't believe me though." She sat back down on the bed next to Rick, she shivered, and Rick handed her a sweatshirt. She put it on and smelled the collar.
"I used to smell your clothes after you left. It was the only way I could think of to keep close to you. I had to stop though, it was just to heartbreaking." She looked up at him with a saddened smile.
"You don't need to do that now, I'm here now."
"Yeah, but for how long? How long will it be before I see you again?"
Rick touched her cheek, "The Witness Protection Program thinks I should be able to come out of hiding soon, the people I am hiding from are all incarcerated now."
"Well then, why are you hiding now?"
"Because 'the Program' thinks that these people might have friends on the outside."
"Why can't you tell me who 'these people' are?"
"Damn it, Molly, you know why? If you knew you'd just be endangering everyone's life even more."
"Fine." She looked away, and with a hardened sigh, asked, "How long is 'soon'?"
It was now Rick's turn to look away. "I'm not sure, it could be from a couple of months, to a couple of years."
Molly head turned quickly to face him. " Years??! I don't think I could handle this another few years."
"But Molly, we never thought we'd get to this point. Now we know I'll be able to come back, I'll be able to be with you, to watch the kids grow up."
Molly screamed at him, "They've already grown up, Jack's going off to college this fall, and Fiona is sixteen, and falling in love for the first time."
They seemed to hit the climax point of the argument, "I'm sorry Mol, I wished this had never happen." He hugged her, then pulled away. He looked down at her, "Fi, in love? When, with the guy I saw her in the lobby with?"
"That's him allright. Remember Ned and Irene's oldest, Carey? He's in the band now."
"Isn't he a little old for her? He's what, probably twenty-two?"
"I guess.."
"Make's since though, he is in a band. Like mother, like daughter."
Rick tried to shrug off the fact that his little girl was growing up. He wanted to spend his time with Molly being happy, not saddened by everything, but now he just wanted to change the subject off of him, and onto Jack and Fi.
"Tell me more about Jack and Fi."
Molly got off the bed, picked up the box she brought with her and sat back down on the bed with it.
She looked at the box, " I call it 'my little treasure box.' I keep all kinds of Jack and Fi's things in here."