True Love Once One is Removed:
Chapter 8: Sources, Reliable or Not
******* The characters I portray in this fanfiction. I do not own them, since they are property of Corday, Langan, and I guess NBC (in respect to the show)*************
As all stared waiting for Shawn to reply. Hope most importantly stared intently at her son. Waiting for his answer. "Honey, why is that you don't feel Jan could be telling the truth? Tell us son. I think at least Mrs. Wesley deserves to know" Hope said trying to sound as soothing as she could at the time.
"Mom, its just that Jan. You don't know what happened to her but because of what happened she was placed on special medication. This medication has weird effects on different people. I mean it rarely occurs to happen in some of the people who are prescribed to take it. I mean Jan could be in that bracket but the fact it is a drug that can cause some to hallucinate and in hysteria....It only makes me believe that is what we witnessed with Jan today. I mean, I could be wrong" Shawn said looking down.
"Well, we're not shooting the messenger son. But how sure are you on this topic?" Bo questioned.
"Not 100% if that is what you are expecting to hear. I'm not 100% much of anything anymore...."
Looking down. Feelings of sorrow, pity, hurt and a knowledge this was it. 'Nothing more. No more clues left. Chloe if you were alive. A light would shine its way. And still nothing' Shawn thought. As he finally realized Brady wasn't there.
"Where's Brady" he questioned.
"Probably somewhere trying to be alone" Belle answered. As she felt her brother was either to still out searching for empty sites of finding her. Or either he had finally said goodbye. 'Yeah, right' Belle smiled as she knew, nothing's never that simple with Brady. 'Nothing'
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"I am sixteen going on seventeen...." Chloe sang to Brady approaching him. As they continued with their duet and led into another dream.........
"I want you to show me...." Chloe stated flatly to Brady as they stood in one of the rooms of Basic Black. As he eventually gave into her demands and sang to her. She felt weak to his touch and to his words. She silently swayed her body with his as another dream came about............
"I AM NOT COUNTING!" Chloe yelled in defense.
"So you won't mind if I did this then..." Brady said as he loaded her pancakes with more syrup, jellies, and whip cream. "mmm" was he said as he licked and dipped each time, then applied heavy amounts onto her plate.
"I am not going to eat that." Chloe stated disgustedly but in a manner still laughable.
"Oh I see. See Belle had this same problem..." and next thing she knew was that Brady scooted closer and lobbed a big serving of 'his creation' to her open mouth. Tickling her was how he had gotten her to open up.
"Delicious" Chloe said through a full mouth and smiling at Brady. Him smiling back. As a vision entered her mind and vanquished the other thought......
"...rotten to the core, cruel and sadistic." and with that Chloe ran off from the Last Blast. Never really giving him the chance to explain. Then another thought was entering her mind....
Unlike the other's this one was filled with a message...
'When the time comes
Were the moonlight cast it light
A garden will be shown
You will regain your sight
Set the tone
As you will have to fight
For a life come and gone
It will occur on the second night'
As the back of her mind stopped talking but ended the message also saying. 'Be in preparation for the first.'
In the real world, Chris was pulling up to the mansion with a new realization. As he turned to Alexia, Alex, his AJ and watched her a moment longer before he waked her.
"Hey, AJ! Time to wake up sleepy head. AJ?" He soon came to the fact she was out cold. So he simply unlocked the front door and then came back for her resting body. He manuevered her body into his arms were he felt was the perfect fit 'And forever it will be like this AJ' he thought looking upon her in his arms. He carried her to her bedroom and laid her carefully on the bed.
"Sweet dreams, AJ" he kissed her forehead and exited her room.
"I loved you too Brady. Bye" AJ said in her sleep.
**************
As Brady pulled into the Church. This was his last chance. His last possible source. Last clue. And it would have to prove reliable or not. Because it would set off the chain of reactions that would soon follow. It would determine his path. As to whether he should still hold on to these feelings of her not being dead or letting go.
"Here goes nothing" Brady said opening the Church doors and entering the beautiful building. He made his way around searching for someone who could help him. When he finally saw a nun walking by...
"Hey! Excuse me, ma'am" Brady said trying to catch up with her. As she turned around to face the young gentlemen.
"Yes, how may help you sir?" she asked politely.
"I need to know if you have seen this girl. I mean if any of the women of this Church, nun's specifically have seen this girl." Brady said handing her one of his favorite photo's of Chloe over.
The nun studied the girl's picture. Nothing clicked. "I'm sorry young man. But I do not know the young woman in this photo. And since I am the only one who has been here all day as far as my knowledge, I don't think no one else has. Sister Clark stepped out a long time ago. But I don't know if she was here when this young lady could of stepped out. Would you like to stay and wait for her to arrive?" she said trying to sound helpful.
"How long has she been gone?" Brady questioned. As time was becoming an important factor throughout the beginning of this whole mystery. It was always revolved around time. First the fact he could remember hearing Chloe say she needed time. And now this. Maybe it was a sign for him to call it. The time reference so much could of symbolized the fact it was his time to let go. Time to say....
"You know what that's alright" Brady said walking away sadly. This was it.
"Sir, your leaving your picture" the nun said walking to Brady.
Brady turned around and smiled reluctantly "You keep it. It's time I let go. Someone wise. Her mother in fact said remember the good memories. As those is what keeps her alive. And I guess that is what keeps her alive in me. Memories. I wish I had time to create more good ones, but hey I'm not going to complain. Some people didn't even get the chance to experience her in their life. And I am blessed to have had that much. So you hold it. Who knows maybe that picture holds something. But for me. I don't need the material thing such as a photo to remember the Diva." Brady smiled as he walked off and finally let go.
He stepped outside the building and looked up to the sky. And said "I loved you, Chloe. Goodbye Diva." As he stepped into his car and placed his head on the steering wheel and whimpered a long slow moan of pain. Heart painfully hurting. Sore from all the angst built up until this point. Letting go to a love he never had. And would never have. Never.
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Later
"Sister Clark, I didn't know you were here. Perhaps I could go stop the young gentlemen who was just here" said the nun who had spoken to Brady just 10 minutes earlier.
"Of course. I was in the back taking care of some of the apparel. Apparently a young dark haired woman had burrowed one and she brought it back. So I just cleaned it up a bit. Just a few speckles of dust here and there. Nothing to bad" Sister Clark said.
As the nun could do nothing but remain wide-eyed. As she slipped her hands into her pocket and fumbled around searching for the picture. "Did she look like this, Sister?" she said handing over the photo.
As Sister Clark looked at the photo and nodded a simple yes. "Why, how did you know?"
"Like I said the young sir had been looking for the lady. Very deeply saddened in the eyes. His faced very pale and stained with tears. Oh how I wish I knew this earlier. Now there is no chance of him ever finding out." the nun said sadly.
"No worry Sister Andrews. If this fellow is still searching for this girl. God will not allow such a sad ending. Since of this coincidence, it obviously not meant to be. If he is looking for her, don't worry he shall find her. It just not be written as this being the appropriate time. Things are meant to happen for a reason. No accidents occur. I am usually up in the front at all times waiting for visitors to enter. Had it been a mistake for me not to have been here like I usually am, NO. Something is written for the two and they will have their time once again. It's just something was odd about the girl. I just realized she was here a few days back. But more unconscious as some of the other nun's aided her through her ailing. Yes she was here a few days ago. But she seemed different this time around. No need to fear Sister. There are always sources beyond one." Sister Clark said confidently.
"I trust in you. I just hope he hasn't given up entirely." Sister Andrews said as the two walked back to their relative positions of the cathedral.
***********
"Where am I?" Jan questioned in a blur.
"Your at the hospital, Ms. Spears. You passed out while at my daughter's memorial service. Apparently from the possible drugs you are on. But if you have a moment I would like to discuss a few medical concerns for the charts." Craig said in doctor mode as his body was severely aching
As Jan sat straight up "I REMEMBER! I REMEMBER!" she yelled. Which caused a lot of people who were in the waiting room to enter her room.
"Jan it's okay we know the condition's of your health. There is no need for you to continue this thought of what you think you saw." Craig said.
"I don't think I saw anything AND I know what I saw!...." Jan said with determination in her voice.
"Chloe is alive. And I can prove it!" Jan shrieked as she knew what she had to do.
"Enough of this!" Nancy said finally. "I don't want to hear it anymore. I am so tired of this. One minute she's alive the next she is dead. I can't take it anymore. Jan even if you are right. Chloe is gone. I just can't. And I won't continue with this. Please just stop!" Nancy said crying.
As Jan sat quietly realizing if the proof she had was enough to establish the fact of Chloe being alive. Not the fact that Chloe had responded to her when she spoke to her but looked back blankly. No her proof went farther. Jan remembered as the guy carried Chloe off something fell. A card. Business . The possible missing body from the car crash. The accomplice to Chloe's disappearance. But it was too late. Her proof didn't seem to matter to a family who was so damaged already. 'I guess this really is it for Ghoul Girl, Morticia, Vampira,.....Chloe Lane.' Jan thought as she crumpled the paper into her hospital drawer. And laid back down to a room filled with silence.
*********
Elsewhere
"Well, Rolf in a few months my Alex will become the princess. Well, the princess on the first night while in Italy. But on the second night she will get into missionary mode and set some fireworks off in Ireland." Stefano said smiling as things were coming along great. In just a few months.....
********
"Hmmm, that's funny. I could've sworn I sat that card in my left pocket." Chris thought as he searched his pocket for his card with his name on it and the password to the cabin. "Aah, it doesn't matter I have it memorized. Besides who's going to know what it is for." he said aloud as he dived onto his bed and thought sweet thoughts of AJ.........
********
"Yes, indeed in just a few months." Rolf repeated as he kicked back at the thought the ball was only a few months away.......
TBC...........
Chapter 8: Sources, Reliable or Not
******* The characters I portray in this fanfiction. I do not own them, since they are property of Corday, Langan, and I guess NBC (in respect to the show)*************
As all stared waiting for Shawn to reply. Hope most importantly stared intently at her son. Waiting for his answer. "Honey, why is that you don't feel Jan could be telling the truth? Tell us son. I think at least Mrs. Wesley deserves to know" Hope said trying to sound as soothing as she could at the time.
"Mom, its just that Jan. You don't know what happened to her but because of what happened she was placed on special medication. This medication has weird effects on different people. I mean it rarely occurs to happen in some of the people who are prescribed to take it. I mean Jan could be in that bracket but the fact it is a drug that can cause some to hallucinate and in hysteria....It only makes me believe that is what we witnessed with Jan today. I mean, I could be wrong" Shawn said looking down.
"Well, we're not shooting the messenger son. But how sure are you on this topic?" Bo questioned.
"Not 100% if that is what you are expecting to hear. I'm not 100% much of anything anymore...."
Looking down. Feelings of sorrow, pity, hurt and a knowledge this was it. 'Nothing more. No more clues left. Chloe if you were alive. A light would shine its way. And still nothing' Shawn thought. As he finally realized Brady wasn't there.
"Where's Brady" he questioned.
"Probably somewhere trying to be alone" Belle answered. As she felt her brother was either to still out searching for empty sites of finding her. Or either he had finally said goodbye. 'Yeah, right' Belle smiled as she knew, nothing's never that simple with Brady. 'Nothing'
****************
"I am sixteen going on seventeen...." Chloe sang to Brady approaching him. As they continued with their duet and led into another dream.........
"I want you to show me...." Chloe stated flatly to Brady as they stood in one of the rooms of Basic Black. As he eventually gave into her demands and sang to her. She felt weak to his touch and to his words. She silently swayed her body with his as another dream came about............
"I AM NOT COUNTING!" Chloe yelled in defense.
"So you won't mind if I did this then..." Brady said as he loaded her pancakes with more syrup, jellies, and whip cream. "mmm" was he said as he licked and dipped each time, then applied heavy amounts onto her plate.
"I am not going to eat that." Chloe stated disgustedly but in a manner still laughable.
"Oh I see. See Belle had this same problem..." and next thing she knew was that Brady scooted closer and lobbed a big serving of 'his creation' to her open mouth. Tickling her was how he had gotten her to open up.
"Delicious" Chloe said through a full mouth and smiling at Brady. Him smiling back. As a vision entered her mind and vanquished the other thought......
"...rotten to the core, cruel and sadistic." and with that Chloe ran off from the Last Blast. Never really giving him the chance to explain. Then another thought was entering her mind....
Unlike the other's this one was filled with a message...
'When the time comes
Were the moonlight cast it light
A garden will be shown
You will regain your sight
Set the tone
As you will have to fight
For a life come and gone
It will occur on the second night'
As the back of her mind stopped talking but ended the message also saying. 'Be in preparation for the first.'
In the real world, Chris was pulling up to the mansion with a new realization. As he turned to Alexia, Alex, his AJ and watched her a moment longer before he waked her.
"Hey, AJ! Time to wake up sleepy head. AJ?" He soon came to the fact she was out cold. So he simply unlocked the front door and then came back for her resting body. He manuevered her body into his arms were he felt was the perfect fit 'And forever it will be like this AJ' he thought looking upon her in his arms. He carried her to her bedroom and laid her carefully on the bed.
"Sweet dreams, AJ" he kissed her forehead and exited her room.
"I loved you too Brady. Bye" AJ said in her sleep.
**************
As Brady pulled into the Church. This was his last chance. His last possible source. Last clue. And it would have to prove reliable or not. Because it would set off the chain of reactions that would soon follow. It would determine his path. As to whether he should still hold on to these feelings of her not being dead or letting go.
"Here goes nothing" Brady said opening the Church doors and entering the beautiful building. He made his way around searching for someone who could help him. When he finally saw a nun walking by...
"Hey! Excuse me, ma'am" Brady said trying to catch up with her. As she turned around to face the young gentlemen.
"Yes, how may help you sir?" she asked politely.
"I need to know if you have seen this girl. I mean if any of the women of this Church, nun's specifically have seen this girl." Brady said handing her one of his favorite photo's of Chloe over.
The nun studied the girl's picture. Nothing clicked. "I'm sorry young man. But I do not know the young woman in this photo. And since I am the only one who has been here all day as far as my knowledge, I don't think no one else has. Sister Clark stepped out a long time ago. But I don't know if she was here when this young lady could of stepped out. Would you like to stay and wait for her to arrive?" she said trying to sound helpful.
"How long has she been gone?" Brady questioned. As time was becoming an important factor throughout the beginning of this whole mystery. It was always revolved around time. First the fact he could remember hearing Chloe say she needed time. And now this. Maybe it was a sign for him to call it. The time reference so much could of symbolized the fact it was his time to let go. Time to say....
"You know what that's alright" Brady said walking away sadly. This was it.
"Sir, your leaving your picture" the nun said walking to Brady.
Brady turned around and smiled reluctantly "You keep it. It's time I let go. Someone wise. Her mother in fact said remember the good memories. As those is what keeps her alive. And I guess that is what keeps her alive in me. Memories. I wish I had time to create more good ones, but hey I'm not going to complain. Some people didn't even get the chance to experience her in their life. And I am blessed to have had that much. So you hold it. Who knows maybe that picture holds something. But for me. I don't need the material thing such as a photo to remember the Diva." Brady smiled as he walked off and finally let go.
He stepped outside the building and looked up to the sky. And said "I loved you, Chloe. Goodbye Diva." As he stepped into his car and placed his head on the steering wheel and whimpered a long slow moan of pain. Heart painfully hurting. Sore from all the angst built up until this point. Letting go to a love he never had. And would never have. Never.
**************
Later
"Sister Clark, I didn't know you were here. Perhaps I could go stop the young gentlemen who was just here" said the nun who had spoken to Brady just 10 minutes earlier.
"Of course. I was in the back taking care of some of the apparel. Apparently a young dark haired woman had burrowed one and she brought it back. So I just cleaned it up a bit. Just a few speckles of dust here and there. Nothing to bad" Sister Clark said.
As the nun could do nothing but remain wide-eyed. As she slipped her hands into her pocket and fumbled around searching for the picture. "Did she look like this, Sister?" she said handing over the photo.
As Sister Clark looked at the photo and nodded a simple yes. "Why, how did you know?"
"Like I said the young sir had been looking for the lady. Very deeply saddened in the eyes. His faced very pale and stained with tears. Oh how I wish I knew this earlier. Now there is no chance of him ever finding out." the nun said sadly.
"No worry Sister Andrews. If this fellow is still searching for this girl. God will not allow such a sad ending. Since of this coincidence, it obviously not meant to be. If he is looking for her, don't worry he shall find her. It just not be written as this being the appropriate time. Things are meant to happen for a reason. No accidents occur. I am usually up in the front at all times waiting for visitors to enter. Had it been a mistake for me not to have been here like I usually am, NO. Something is written for the two and they will have their time once again. It's just something was odd about the girl. I just realized she was here a few days back. But more unconscious as some of the other nun's aided her through her ailing. Yes she was here a few days ago. But she seemed different this time around. No need to fear Sister. There are always sources beyond one." Sister Clark said confidently.
"I trust in you. I just hope he hasn't given up entirely." Sister Andrews said as the two walked back to their relative positions of the cathedral.
***********
"Where am I?" Jan questioned in a blur.
"Your at the hospital, Ms. Spears. You passed out while at my daughter's memorial service. Apparently from the possible drugs you are on. But if you have a moment I would like to discuss a few medical concerns for the charts." Craig said in doctor mode as his body was severely aching
As Jan sat straight up "I REMEMBER! I REMEMBER!" she yelled. Which caused a lot of people who were in the waiting room to enter her room.
"Jan it's okay we know the condition's of your health. There is no need for you to continue this thought of what you think you saw." Craig said.
"I don't think I saw anything AND I know what I saw!...." Jan said with determination in her voice.
"Chloe is alive. And I can prove it!" Jan shrieked as she knew what she had to do.
"Enough of this!" Nancy said finally. "I don't want to hear it anymore. I am so tired of this. One minute she's alive the next she is dead. I can't take it anymore. Jan even if you are right. Chloe is gone. I just can't. And I won't continue with this. Please just stop!" Nancy said crying.
As Jan sat quietly realizing if the proof she had was enough to establish the fact of Chloe being alive. Not the fact that Chloe had responded to her when she spoke to her but looked back blankly. No her proof went farther. Jan remembered as the guy carried Chloe off something fell. A card. Business . The possible missing body from the car crash. The accomplice to Chloe's disappearance. But it was too late. Her proof didn't seem to matter to a family who was so damaged already. 'I guess this really is it for Ghoul Girl, Morticia, Vampira,.....Chloe Lane.' Jan thought as she crumpled the paper into her hospital drawer. And laid back down to a room filled with silence.
*********
Elsewhere
"Well, Rolf in a few months my Alex will become the princess. Well, the princess on the first night while in Italy. But on the second night she will get into missionary mode and set some fireworks off in Ireland." Stefano said smiling as things were coming along great. In just a few months.....
********
"Hmmm, that's funny. I could've sworn I sat that card in my left pocket." Chris thought as he searched his pocket for his card with his name on it and the password to the cabin. "Aah, it doesn't matter I have it memorized. Besides who's going to know what it is for." he said aloud as he dived onto his bed and thought sweet thoughts of AJ.........
********
"Yes, indeed in just a few months." Rolf repeated as he kicked back at the thought the ball was only a few months away.......
TBC...........
