After Wrong Comes Right
By: ~*~lauren diane~*~
Rated: R
Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with the show or the actors.
Summary: AU. . .When a broken-hearted Whip left town, so did Bridget. One year later they meet again. I'm correcting Bell's mistake of dumping Rick before exploring his incredible chemistry with Jennifer. Now this takes place in Paris, but since I know very little French, we're going to ignore the fact that all of the people are speaking English.
Author's Note: I don't watch B&B anymore (I only watched the stuff with Whip.) but this is the couple I was hoping for. Hope you enjoy!
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Bridget picked up the half full plates and gently placed them in the container she brought with her from the back. This was her first day at her new job. She was working at a small diner in Paris; her sixth job in the past year. Ever since leaving home she'd been traveling around, trying to find a place to settle down. So far, there was no sign that France was her place.
"Bridget? Bridget Forrester waitressing in Paris. I guess this is my lucky day." She turned around to face the familiar voice.
"Whip?" The excitement that took over her body at the sight of a familiar face suddenly drained when she realized he was part of the reason she left her life. "Let me guess? You didn't get enough laughs over the worst experience in my life, so you're back for more?" Whip claimed to be her friend, but he lied to her. He was just as bad as her mother and Deacon.
"Now, is that any way to talk to your ex-stepfather?" Whip offered her a warm smile that she couldn't help but return.
"I guess my mother hurt you pretty bad, too, huh?" Sure, their marriage was to hide the fact that Brooke was pregnant with Deacon's baby, but Bridget could tell that Whip loved her mother.
"Well, in her defense, she made it abundantly clear I was never going to have her heart." A slight look of sadness was quickly replaced with another grin. "So what brings you to this happening place? Why aren't you with your family?"
"I left shortly after you, actually. You know, my mother and Deacon are raising Hope together? I think they're married now." She talks to her father every once in a while, but she hadn't been in contact since the oh- so-joyous date that marked the beginning of the disturbed little family her ex-husband and mother were starting.
"Yeah, I heard. What do you think of that?" He asked, concerned.
"It's my mother and my ex-husband and the child they are raising was conceived during the time I was married to Deke. What do you think I think?"
"I guess that was a stupid question." Bridget agreed. "Well, hey, can you take a break? We can catch up."
"I can't. As you can see. . ." She scanned the room with her eyes. "we're swamped."
"Okay, maybe some other time." Whip started to walk to a table.
"You know what?" Bridget stopped him. "I can give you the number of where I'm staying and we could go out sometime. . .to catch up?"
Whip smiled. "That sounds great."
TBC
By: ~*~lauren diane~*~
Rated: R
Disclaimer: I am not affiliated with the show or the actors.
Summary: AU. . .When a broken-hearted Whip left town, so did Bridget. One year later they meet again. I'm correcting Bell's mistake of dumping Rick before exploring his incredible chemistry with Jennifer. Now this takes place in Paris, but since I know very little French, we're going to ignore the fact that all of the people are speaking English.
Author's Note: I don't watch B&B anymore (I only watched the stuff with Whip.) but this is the couple I was hoping for. Hope you enjoy!
~*~
Bridget picked up the half full plates and gently placed them in the container she brought with her from the back. This was her first day at her new job. She was working at a small diner in Paris; her sixth job in the past year. Ever since leaving home she'd been traveling around, trying to find a place to settle down. So far, there was no sign that France was her place.
"Bridget? Bridget Forrester waitressing in Paris. I guess this is my lucky day." She turned around to face the familiar voice.
"Whip?" The excitement that took over her body at the sight of a familiar face suddenly drained when she realized he was part of the reason she left her life. "Let me guess? You didn't get enough laughs over the worst experience in my life, so you're back for more?" Whip claimed to be her friend, but he lied to her. He was just as bad as her mother and Deacon.
"Now, is that any way to talk to your ex-stepfather?" Whip offered her a warm smile that she couldn't help but return.
"I guess my mother hurt you pretty bad, too, huh?" Sure, their marriage was to hide the fact that Brooke was pregnant with Deacon's baby, but Bridget could tell that Whip loved her mother.
"Well, in her defense, she made it abundantly clear I was never going to have her heart." A slight look of sadness was quickly replaced with another grin. "So what brings you to this happening place? Why aren't you with your family?"
"I left shortly after you, actually. You know, my mother and Deacon are raising Hope together? I think they're married now." She talks to her father every once in a while, but she hadn't been in contact since the oh- so-joyous date that marked the beginning of the disturbed little family her ex-husband and mother were starting.
"Yeah, I heard. What do you think of that?" He asked, concerned.
"It's my mother and my ex-husband and the child they are raising was conceived during the time I was married to Deke. What do you think I think?"
"I guess that was a stupid question." Bridget agreed. "Well, hey, can you take a break? We can catch up."
"I can't. As you can see. . ." She scanned the room with her eyes. "we're swamped."
"Okay, maybe some other time." Whip started to walk to a table.
"You know what?" Bridget stopped him. "I can give you the number of where I'm staying and we could go out sometime. . .to catch up?"
Whip smiled. "That sounds great."
TBC
