Peter and Eve were half way down the street when Chief Strenlich stopped
them.
"Caine, what the hell do you think you're doing?" He asked angrily.
"Walking Eve here, why?" Peter asked lightly.
"Because this kid just tried to jump off a roof, because she needs help and because the captain told you to leave the cop business to us!"
"No, Captain Simms said to stay clear of the building", Peter smiled. "I was. I just happened to walk by when I noticed a friend having a drink on the roof." He smiled at Eve reassuringly.
"A friend? Having a drink on the roof? Peter, did you even know this kid before today? And besides, what the hell would a teenager, who's not allowed to drink, be drinking on a roof?" He asked angrily, crossing his arms.
"We bounded in a short time", Peter replied. "And about the drinking you'd have to ask her."
"So she didn't try and commit suicide?" The chief asked not convinced.
"I just love it when people talk to me instead of about me", Eve muttered. "And SHE has a name. It's Eve."
"Alright. EVE, did you try to commit suicide?"
"Why no officer, I was just enjoying the view from up there. You can see the whole city, you know? It's very pretty this time of night." She said innocently. "And as for the drinks… Give me a break! Like you didn't smoke and drink when you were MY age? Adults are so hypocritical! I bet you did drugs when you were my age too! And all I did was have a few lousy sips of beer!" Eve said angrily.
"Eve, please stop before they'll throw you into a cell." Peter said sternly, but he couldn't help but smile at the sight of the chief blushing.
"Alright kid. I'll let it go this time. But if you were trying to commit suicide, you should get yourself some help. Peter, if you're not doing anything important, which I bet you're not, can you escort her home?"
"Sure chief, thanks" Peter said quickly, already leaving with Eve.
"You know that deal with your dad is out of this world, right?" Eve asked once they were out of
earshot. "I mean it sounds so much like an action movie, rather than real life."
"Tell me about it", Peter grumbled.
*****
"Stay outside for a moment."
"Why?" Eve asked confused.
"Because I need to talk to him for a moment in privacy." Peter replied agitated.
"It's that fight you had before you found me, right? You need some time to patch things up?" Eve said understandingly.
"I still don't know why I told you about that", Peter sighed.
"Because I told you everything. There's these rules, if one person spills it, the other has to as well."
"Don't tell me you have a rule book too."
"Huh?"
"Never mind. Just wait here." Peter said, entering his father's place.
"Pop? You in here?" He asked more as an announcement of his arrival than a question. He walked into the dim lit room and found his father sitting on the floor meditating.
Kwai Chang Caine was at first grateful that his son decided to approach him, but he sensed that he did not come he for himself, but for another. He opened his eyes and faced his son.
"Hey", Peter said awkwardly. "Listen, about what happened back there at my apartment…"
"There is no need-"
"Yes there is!" Peter snapped. He paused before he regained control. "Yes there is. Look pop, it's just been some hectic few weeks, all right? Chasing the murderer around started to take its toll and then this girl committed suicide and I couldn't stop her." Peter raised his hand to silence his dad, who was about to interrupt. "And I know what you're going to say, it wasn't my fault and she chose her own path, but it doesn't matter. I'll still feel guilty. I appreciate you trying to help, but you can't always help pop. Sometimes you gotta let go and let me handle it on my own."
"I understand", his father said quietly. "But that does not mean I will stop trying to help you. My help will always be there for you, should you chose to accept it."
"I know and I love you for it po- dad." Peter smiled and kissed him on his forehead. "But right now, there's someone else that needs you help."
"My son, always thinking of others, helping others", Caine smiled.
"Yeah it's a curse," Peter smiled back. "Eve, you can come in."
The moment the girl stepped gingerly into the room Caine felt the wave of intense emotions from this girl. He felt what he son meant, he felt the pain, loss, fear, anger and guilt that shattered her inner self, that clouded her path, her Chi.
"Pop, I want you to meet Eve Knite, Eve this is my dad Kwai Chang Caine."
Caine bowed to her, which she accepted with a curt nod of her head. It was clear that she did not trust this stranger and that respect was earned with her. She quickly glanced at Peter who nodded.
"Nice to meet ya", Eve muttered half-heartedly.
"It is an honor to meet you" Caine replied. Eve snorted.
"Is he always a charmer?" She asked Peter with contempt.
"Give him a chance, what do you got to lose?"
"My sanity if he keeps up with the bowing and weird sentences." Eve retorted.
"You find it weird to be respectful?" Caine asked curiously.
"In this day and age, you bet." Eve said coldly. "In the streets if you're nice and polite you die first."
"How would you know? You've been on the streets for about a week," Peter said, crossing his arms.
"You think this is the first time I ran away? We ran away tons of times when we were kids. We'd test how long can we stay before we either die or feel like we're better off at home." She paced the room.
Caine couldn't help but notice the 'we' and he looked questioningly at his son.
"Her and her twin sister Dawn" Peter said reading his mind. "The suicider that I couldn't save."
Caine nodded and turned back to the girl. "Why do you run from home? Is it not good there?"
"That's an understatement", Eve laughed. "It's a sadistic prison, not a home. A home is a place you run to, you look for shelter at, a place where you feel safe."
"And you did not feel safe there?" Caine prodded gently.
"Let's just say that putting me in a cell with murderers felt more safe", Eve said placidly and stopped pacing.
Caine felt that she did not want to pursue the matters further and simply said: "As long as you feel that way, you are more than welcomed to stay here."
Eve looked at him curiously. "You're joking, right?"
"I am very serious", Caine said. "You do not feel safe at home, so I offer you a place to stay a… Shelter."
"You're whacked!" Eve laughed. "You're not afraid I'll disappear into the night after robbing you of all you belongings and money?"
"I have no money and the little I do have I will share with you."
"Your dad's a nut job! You should admit him to a mental institution!" Eve said to Peter.
"Been there, done that" Peter laughed. "But they said he was sane."
"Obviously they made a mistake" Eve smiled. "But hey, we're all crazy, right? So what if I go insane, might even be for the better."
Caine bowed at her decision.
Eve snorted. "Ok, a few rules: Stop bowing! It's driving me insane!"
Caine bowed once more smiling.
"Rule #2: I don't do this whole 'what's mine is yours' shit. My stuff I keep to myself, kapeesh?"
"Wow, she's living with you and already she's making demands. Sounds like a marriage" Peter commented.
"I think that's all for now. Oh and I don't think I want this healing my soul business, ok?" Eve asked. Though she said it smiling there was a hidden plea in her voice. She was not ready to open up to him, to let the pain in again. Caine nodded, telling himself that when the time is right she will allow him to help her.
'And so will Peter' he thought to himself. 'Patience Kwai Chang Caine. You cannot force the healing upon them. When they are ready to face the pain and be whole again, you may help them.'
Caine couldn't help but notice an attitude resemblance in the two. They preferred to take on all the pain in the world and hide behind sarcasm. He also noted that he was the only person she seemed to trust. He wondered what transpired between the two of them.
"I have a question", Eve said, raising her hand in mockery. "Is there food somewhere? Because I haven't eaten since yesterday."
"Yeah, I know this place down the street, pretty good digs, you coming pop?" Peter asked, ready to leave.
"No, I think I will stay and meditate for a little while. I will see the two of you later." Caine said sitting down.
"You sure?" Peter asked disappointed. "I promise you no hotdogs."
"Yes I am quite sure" Caine laughed. "Do not concern yourselves with me."
"You heard the man"; Eve said tucking on Peter's shirt. "I'm hungry!"
"Right", Peter said, still eyeing his father. "We'll be right back."
"And I will be waiting here."
-END PART 4-
Ok, so I'm guessing I'll be ending this story soon. I just have to make her open up to Caine and maybe Peter as well. If people really like Eve and want me to keep writing stories with her, you can let me know in your reviews, or write to me. You can even send me ideas and I might use them.
So these reviews are crucial! They very may be the deciding factor on these stories! So review please!
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"Caine, what the hell do you think you're doing?" He asked angrily.
"Walking Eve here, why?" Peter asked lightly.
"Because this kid just tried to jump off a roof, because she needs help and because the captain told you to leave the cop business to us!"
"No, Captain Simms said to stay clear of the building", Peter smiled. "I was. I just happened to walk by when I noticed a friend having a drink on the roof." He smiled at Eve reassuringly.
"A friend? Having a drink on the roof? Peter, did you even know this kid before today? And besides, what the hell would a teenager, who's not allowed to drink, be drinking on a roof?" He asked angrily, crossing his arms.
"We bounded in a short time", Peter replied. "And about the drinking you'd have to ask her."
"So she didn't try and commit suicide?" The chief asked not convinced.
"I just love it when people talk to me instead of about me", Eve muttered. "And SHE has a name. It's Eve."
"Alright. EVE, did you try to commit suicide?"
"Why no officer, I was just enjoying the view from up there. You can see the whole city, you know? It's very pretty this time of night." She said innocently. "And as for the drinks… Give me a break! Like you didn't smoke and drink when you were MY age? Adults are so hypocritical! I bet you did drugs when you were my age too! And all I did was have a few lousy sips of beer!" Eve said angrily.
"Eve, please stop before they'll throw you into a cell." Peter said sternly, but he couldn't help but smile at the sight of the chief blushing.
"Alright kid. I'll let it go this time. But if you were trying to commit suicide, you should get yourself some help. Peter, if you're not doing anything important, which I bet you're not, can you escort her home?"
"Sure chief, thanks" Peter said quickly, already leaving with Eve.
"You know that deal with your dad is out of this world, right?" Eve asked once they were out of
earshot. "I mean it sounds so much like an action movie, rather than real life."
"Tell me about it", Peter grumbled.
*****
"Stay outside for a moment."
"Why?" Eve asked confused.
"Because I need to talk to him for a moment in privacy." Peter replied agitated.
"It's that fight you had before you found me, right? You need some time to patch things up?" Eve said understandingly.
"I still don't know why I told you about that", Peter sighed.
"Because I told you everything. There's these rules, if one person spills it, the other has to as well."
"Don't tell me you have a rule book too."
"Huh?"
"Never mind. Just wait here." Peter said, entering his father's place.
"Pop? You in here?" He asked more as an announcement of his arrival than a question. He walked into the dim lit room and found his father sitting on the floor meditating.
Kwai Chang Caine was at first grateful that his son decided to approach him, but he sensed that he did not come he for himself, but for another. He opened his eyes and faced his son.
"Hey", Peter said awkwardly. "Listen, about what happened back there at my apartment…"
"There is no need-"
"Yes there is!" Peter snapped. He paused before he regained control. "Yes there is. Look pop, it's just been some hectic few weeks, all right? Chasing the murderer around started to take its toll and then this girl committed suicide and I couldn't stop her." Peter raised his hand to silence his dad, who was about to interrupt. "And I know what you're going to say, it wasn't my fault and she chose her own path, but it doesn't matter. I'll still feel guilty. I appreciate you trying to help, but you can't always help pop. Sometimes you gotta let go and let me handle it on my own."
"I understand", his father said quietly. "But that does not mean I will stop trying to help you. My help will always be there for you, should you chose to accept it."
"I know and I love you for it po- dad." Peter smiled and kissed him on his forehead. "But right now, there's someone else that needs you help."
"My son, always thinking of others, helping others", Caine smiled.
"Yeah it's a curse," Peter smiled back. "Eve, you can come in."
The moment the girl stepped gingerly into the room Caine felt the wave of intense emotions from this girl. He felt what he son meant, he felt the pain, loss, fear, anger and guilt that shattered her inner self, that clouded her path, her Chi.
"Pop, I want you to meet Eve Knite, Eve this is my dad Kwai Chang Caine."
Caine bowed to her, which she accepted with a curt nod of her head. It was clear that she did not trust this stranger and that respect was earned with her. She quickly glanced at Peter who nodded.
"Nice to meet ya", Eve muttered half-heartedly.
"It is an honor to meet you" Caine replied. Eve snorted.
"Is he always a charmer?" She asked Peter with contempt.
"Give him a chance, what do you got to lose?"
"My sanity if he keeps up with the bowing and weird sentences." Eve retorted.
"You find it weird to be respectful?" Caine asked curiously.
"In this day and age, you bet." Eve said coldly. "In the streets if you're nice and polite you die first."
"How would you know? You've been on the streets for about a week," Peter said, crossing his arms.
"You think this is the first time I ran away? We ran away tons of times when we were kids. We'd test how long can we stay before we either die or feel like we're better off at home." She paced the room.
Caine couldn't help but notice the 'we' and he looked questioningly at his son.
"Her and her twin sister Dawn" Peter said reading his mind. "The suicider that I couldn't save."
Caine nodded and turned back to the girl. "Why do you run from home? Is it not good there?"
"That's an understatement", Eve laughed. "It's a sadistic prison, not a home. A home is a place you run to, you look for shelter at, a place where you feel safe."
"And you did not feel safe there?" Caine prodded gently.
"Let's just say that putting me in a cell with murderers felt more safe", Eve said placidly and stopped pacing.
Caine felt that she did not want to pursue the matters further and simply said: "As long as you feel that way, you are more than welcomed to stay here."
Eve looked at him curiously. "You're joking, right?"
"I am very serious", Caine said. "You do not feel safe at home, so I offer you a place to stay a… Shelter."
"You're whacked!" Eve laughed. "You're not afraid I'll disappear into the night after robbing you of all you belongings and money?"
"I have no money and the little I do have I will share with you."
"Your dad's a nut job! You should admit him to a mental institution!" Eve said to Peter.
"Been there, done that" Peter laughed. "But they said he was sane."
"Obviously they made a mistake" Eve smiled. "But hey, we're all crazy, right? So what if I go insane, might even be for the better."
Caine bowed at her decision.
Eve snorted. "Ok, a few rules: Stop bowing! It's driving me insane!"
Caine bowed once more smiling.
"Rule #2: I don't do this whole 'what's mine is yours' shit. My stuff I keep to myself, kapeesh?"
"Wow, she's living with you and already she's making demands. Sounds like a marriage" Peter commented.
"I think that's all for now. Oh and I don't think I want this healing my soul business, ok?" Eve asked. Though she said it smiling there was a hidden plea in her voice. She was not ready to open up to him, to let the pain in again. Caine nodded, telling himself that when the time is right she will allow him to help her.
'And so will Peter' he thought to himself. 'Patience Kwai Chang Caine. You cannot force the healing upon them. When they are ready to face the pain and be whole again, you may help them.'
Caine couldn't help but notice an attitude resemblance in the two. They preferred to take on all the pain in the world and hide behind sarcasm. He also noted that he was the only person she seemed to trust. He wondered what transpired between the two of them.
"I have a question", Eve said, raising her hand in mockery. "Is there food somewhere? Because I haven't eaten since yesterday."
"Yeah, I know this place down the street, pretty good digs, you coming pop?" Peter asked, ready to leave.
"No, I think I will stay and meditate for a little while. I will see the two of you later." Caine said sitting down.
"You sure?" Peter asked disappointed. "I promise you no hotdogs."
"Yes I am quite sure" Caine laughed. "Do not concern yourselves with me."
"You heard the man"; Eve said tucking on Peter's shirt. "I'm hungry!"
"Right", Peter said, still eyeing his father. "We'll be right back."
"And I will be waiting here."
-END PART 4-
Ok, so I'm guessing I'll be ending this story soon. I just have to make her open up to Caine and maybe Peter as well. If people really like Eve and want me to keep writing stories with her, you can let me know in your reviews, or write to me. You can even send me ideas and I might use them.
So these reviews are crucial! They very may be the deciding factor on these stories! So review please!
-Ivy-