Disclaimer: The only character that is mine is Meghan I don't own CSI :)
Thank You's: Everyone who writes at UtB! You inspired this
Note: This was written a long time ago and I just though about it now.
Also, it's my first fan fic in story form. Please R & R!
Megan
My dad is just stepping out of the water and my mom is busy making supper.
"Oh, the water looks warm today..." She really wants to be swimming, she always does.
"Well, if you want to go swimming mum, I'll cook dinner. It is your anniversary after all." I suggested.
"Oh, thank you Meghan! You were always my favourite child!" She walks down the spiral stairs with a laugh. She's already in her bathing suit, she loves the water.
"I'm your only child." I comment, as if she wasn't aware of this fact, "Hey mom?" I call after her, she turns her head. "Happy 25th anniversary."
She simply smiles at me and blows kiss my way. I catch it in my palm and place the invisible mark on my cheek.
As I hear the door slam I watch my mom as she sprints across the lawn towards the sandy shore of Lake Superior. Her towel in one hand, her snorkel in the other. I look at the sky, it's getting cloudy. I think nothing more of it, it's always cloudy here, the Weather Channel called for sunny breaks today anyway... what should I make for supper?
~*~*~*~
The lawyer is talking to me, but I'm not paying attention. How could this happen?
"Where am I going to go now? I have no family here in Canada!" The tears swell in my eyes and stream down my face.
"Meghan, you have an uncle in Las Vegas, Nevada. Did you know that?"
"I-I think so." I stutter, holding back sobs.
The woman holds a folder in her right hand. "Well, it says here that he shall be your legal guardian." she looks at me. Her face is aged, but with the many layers of makeup she's plastered on it, it's hard to tell. How can she be so calm?! Because she didn't know them like you did Meghan, you spent everyday with them. Don't get mad at her. It's your fault... I sigh. She continues, "Well, if you really don't want to move in with your uncle there is an available foster family in Colorado, we could contact them and-- ."
My hand shoots up in an attempt to stop her. A foster family? Is she serious?! I don't let my anger show, "Nah." the sobs break through, "I think, well, he's family and..."
"I understand Meghan." No she doesn't...
Megan
My dad is just stepping out of the water and my mom is busy making supper.
"Oh, the water looks warm today..." She really wants to be swimming, she always does.
"Well, if you want to go swimming mum, I'll cook dinner. It is your anniversary after all." I suggested.
"Oh, thank you Meghan! You were always my favourite child!" She walks down the spiral stairs with a laugh. She's already in her bathing suit, she loves the water.
"I'm your only child." I comment, as if she wasn't aware of this fact, "Hey mom?" I call after her, she turns her head. "Happy 25th anniversary."
She simply smiles at me and blows kiss my way. I catch it in my palm and place the invisible mark on my cheek.
As I hear the door slam I watch my mom as she sprints across the lawn towards the sandy shore of Lake Superior. Her towel in one hand, her snorkel in the other. I look at the sky, it's getting cloudy. I think nothing more of it, it's always cloudy here, the Weather Channel called for sunny breaks today anyway... what should I make for supper?
~*~*~*~
The lawyer is talking to me, but I'm not paying attention. How could this happen?
"Where am I going to go now? I have no family here in Canada!" The tears swell in my eyes and stream down my face.
"Meghan, you have an uncle in Las Vegas, Nevada. Did you know that?"
"I-I think so." I stutter, holding back sobs.
The woman holds a folder in her right hand. "Well, it says here that he shall be your legal guardian." she looks at me. Her face is aged, but with the many layers of makeup she's plastered on it, it's hard to tell. How can she be so calm?! Because she didn't know them like you did Meghan, you spent everyday with them. Don't get mad at her. It's your fault... I sigh. She continues, "Well, if you really don't want to move in with your uncle there is an available foster family in Colorado, we could contact them and-- ."
My hand shoots up in an attempt to stop her. A foster family? Is she serious?! I don't let my anger show, "Nah." the sobs break through, "I think, well, he's family and..."
"I understand Meghan." No she doesn't...