Title: What if.
Author: Vettegirl
Summary: What if Amanda wasn't who she really was? What if she didn't know when she was younger she was someone else? What if...
Date: 6/2/03
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"Where are we?" Sara asked.
"You'll see," Lee said and ran out of the car. He quickly walked over to her side and opened the door for her, offering her his hand.
"Thank you," she said quietly and took the offered hand. At that moment Sara felt a funny feeling in her stomach. Not knowing what it was she ignored it and paid attention to her surroundings. Sara soon heard the noises of water splashing up against the shoreline, "You took me to the beach?" Sara loved the beach. She went there almost every weekend and always thought of how a moonlight walk on the beach would be so romantic.
"Yeah. I figured that it was a nice night to take a walk and well... talk... so... yeah... here we are," Lee mentally smacked himself in the face. 'Smooth move Stetson,' he said to himself, 'She's got you tripping over your own words.'
Sara giggled lightly, but quickly stopped. So, still hand-in-hand they walked to the shore line, where they removed their socks and shoes and Lee rolled up his pant legs so they wouldn't get all wet.
They reached for one another's hands and started their walk along the beach, allowing the water to gently fall across their feet.
"So, Sara."
"So, Lee."
They both smiled at each other.
"Tell me all about you."
"Well, what do you want to know?" Sara asked.
"I don't know." he shrugged, "Just everything. When's your birthday, what are your hobbies, what are your parents like? Just the simple things."
"Okay. Okay. Let's see," She paused for a moment trying to figure out what to tell him first, "I was born on November 23. My parents were never around. They had this job which kept them out to late in the evening or they were gone for a few days, so my Aunt Dotty and Uncle Frank brought me up." She paused for another moment and continued, "I'd see my parents every now and again, but as the years went on I saw less and less of them. Then when I was 8 we got into this huge fight, they left, and I never saw them again." A single tear ran down her cheek, but she quickly wiped it away, "They'd call every once in a while, always told me it wasn't my fault that they left." By this time they had stopped walking, "And it's been about 5 years now that I haven't spoken to them."
Sara didn't even realize that she was crying until she felt Lee's arms wrap around her and hold her close to him. She loved it that he was so much taller than she was. She buried her head into his shirt-covered chest and heard him trying to calm her down with his soothing voice. For the first time in her life she finally felt like she belonged, here, being held by this guy, Lee Stetson.
"It's okay. I know exactly how you feel."
"How could you?" she mumbled against his shirt.
"My parents were off on work a lot while I was growing up. They'd make sure that we would have a week together every summer and go somewhere, but it just felt like they were so worried about something." Sara just starred at Lee, "You know like the feeling you have when you wonder if you left the coffee machine on or not and you're not really relieved until you go back to it and make sure it's off?"
"Oh yeah, of course."
"Well, that's how all of our vacations were. They were still great parents though, my mom would always tell me to get off the tree before I fall and kiss every cut or bruise, and dad would always play catch with me."
"Sounds like a lot better childhood then I had," Sara whispered.
"Yes, in a way it was good, but when I was 11 they were killed."
"Killed?" Sara lifted her head to look up at him.
"Yeah. They found a device on the bottom of their car, actually I should say what was left of their car."
Sara looked up into his eyes and saw a few tears forming in them. Before Lee could turn away, Sara reached up and cupped his face with her hands. Sara wanted... no needed to have him close to be able to feel his lips on hers. She stood on her tippy-toes and leaned in closer to him.
"Sara I..."
"Shhh," and she covered his mouth with hers.
Lee was a little shocked at Sara's forwardness, but he was enjoying it all too much. He needed her close, he needed more of her. So, hoping that she wouldn't mind *his* forwardness, he touched her lips with the tip of his tongue. Sara automatically opened for him and darted her tongue out to touch his. Lee moaned softly and picked her up a little, for his neck started to bother him from leaning over to so much. Sara flung her arms around his neck. She started kissing him back harder and with so much more force, that Lee lost his balance and fell backwards into the sand. The two never broke contact... that is until a strong wave came up over them. Lee pushed Sara away and started coughing.
Sara quickly got off of him and asked, "Are you okay?"
Lee sat up and said, "Sure," he said while coughing, "Just got some water up my nose." Lee felt so stupid; never in all his life would something like that happen during a make-out session.
Sara was a bit flustered from their little romantic encounter, but the scene before her was just too much. With Lee sitting there soaked to the bone and having wet sand all over his back and in his hair, Sara couldn't help but laugh.
Lee stopped coughing and saw Sara having a laughing fit, deciding to have a little fun he stood up and walked over to her. Sara saw this, stopped laughing, and stood up. Lee smiled wickedly at her and Sara said, "Don't you even think about it."
Lee ignored her threat and ran after her. Sara was no match for Lee. Before she got too far she felt Lee grab her arm and swoop her up into his arms. She did the only thing she could think of; she started kicking and screaming at him to put her down. Before too long she was thrown into the water.
As she submerged from the waters she heard Lee laughing and saw him unbuttoning his shirt. He slipped the shirt off and threw it into the water.
Sara just continued to stare. Not for the fact that he just threw a perfectly good shirt into the seas, but because well, what else was a girl to do when she saw a very cute guy with no shirt on. He was slightly muscular and without a hair on his chest to be seen. She got another funny feeling in her stomach and at that moment she knew she was in love.
Lee caught Sara starring and said, "What, damn shirt was ruined anyways."
Sara smiled and ran after him.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Author's note: Yes, I know Lee wasn't 11 when his parents died, but this story is defiantly a AU.
Author: Vettegirl
Summary: What if Amanda wasn't who she really was? What if she didn't know when she was younger she was someone else? What if...
Date: 6/2/03
~*~SMK~*~SMK~*~SMK~*~SMK~*~SMK~*~SMK~*~SMK~*~SMK~*~SMK~*~SMK~*~SMK~*~SMK
"Where are we?" Sara asked.
"You'll see," Lee said and ran out of the car. He quickly walked over to her side and opened the door for her, offering her his hand.
"Thank you," she said quietly and took the offered hand. At that moment Sara felt a funny feeling in her stomach. Not knowing what it was she ignored it and paid attention to her surroundings. Sara soon heard the noises of water splashing up against the shoreline, "You took me to the beach?" Sara loved the beach. She went there almost every weekend and always thought of how a moonlight walk on the beach would be so romantic.
"Yeah. I figured that it was a nice night to take a walk and well... talk... so... yeah... here we are," Lee mentally smacked himself in the face. 'Smooth move Stetson,' he said to himself, 'She's got you tripping over your own words.'
Sara giggled lightly, but quickly stopped. So, still hand-in-hand they walked to the shore line, where they removed their socks and shoes and Lee rolled up his pant legs so they wouldn't get all wet.
They reached for one another's hands and started their walk along the beach, allowing the water to gently fall across their feet.
"So, Sara."
"So, Lee."
They both smiled at each other.
"Tell me all about you."
"Well, what do you want to know?" Sara asked.
"I don't know." he shrugged, "Just everything. When's your birthday, what are your hobbies, what are your parents like? Just the simple things."
"Okay. Okay. Let's see," She paused for a moment trying to figure out what to tell him first, "I was born on November 23. My parents were never around. They had this job which kept them out to late in the evening or they were gone for a few days, so my Aunt Dotty and Uncle Frank brought me up." She paused for another moment and continued, "I'd see my parents every now and again, but as the years went on I saw less and less of them. Then when I was 8 we got into this huge fight, they left, and I never saw them again." A single tear ran down her cheek, but she quickly wiped it away, "They'd call every once in a while, always told me it wasn't my fault that they left." By this time they had stopped walking, "And it's been about 5 years now that I haven't spoken to them."
Sara didn't even realize that she was crying until she felt Lee's arms wrap around her and hold her close to him. She loved it that he was so much taller than she was. She buried her head into his shirt-covered chest and heard him trying to calm her down with his soothing voice. For the first time in her life she finally felt like she belonged, here, being held by this guy, Lee Stetson.
"It's okay. I know exactly how you feel."
"How could you?" she mumbled against his shirt.
"My parents were off on work a lot while I was growing up. They'd make sure that we would have a week together every summer and go somewhere, but it just felt like they were so worried about something." Sara just starred at Lee, "You know like the feeling you have when you wonder if you left the coffee machine on or not and you're not really relieved until you go back to it and make sure it's off?"
"Oh yeah, of course."
"Well, that's how all of our vacations were. They were still great parents though, my mom would always tell me to get off the tree before I fall and kiss every cut or bruise, and dad would always play catch with me."
"Sounds like a lot better childhood then I had," Sara whispered.
"Yes, in a way it was good, but when I was 11 they were killed."
"Killed?" Sara lifted her head to look up at him.
"Yeah. They found a device on the bottom of their car, actually I should say what was left of their car."
Sara looked up into his eyes and saw a few tears forming in them. Before Lee could turn away, Sara reached up and cupped his face with her hands. Sara wanted... no needed to have him close to be able to feel his lips on hers. She stood on her tippy-toes and leaned in closer to him.
"Sara I..."
"Shhh," and she covered his mouth with hers.
Lee was a little shocked at Sara's forwardness, but he was enjoying it all too much. He needed her close, he needed more of her. So, hoping that she wouldn't mind *his* forwardness, he touched her lips with the tip of his tongue. Sara automatically opened for him and darted her tongue out to touch his. Lee moaned softly and picked her up a little, for his neck started to bother him from leaning over to so much. Sara flung her arms around his neck. She started kissing him back harder and with so much more force, that Lee lost his balance and fell backwards into the sand. The two never broke contact... that is until a strong wave came up over them. Lee pushed Sara away and started coughing.
Sara quickly got off of him and asked, "Are you okay?"
Lee sat up and said, "Sure," he said while coughing, "Just got some water up my nose." Lee felt so stupid; never in all his life would something like that happen during a make-out session.
Sara was a bit flustered from their little romantic encounter, but the scene before her was just too much. With Lee sitting there soaked to the bone and having wet sand all over his back and in his hair, Sara couldn't help but laugh.
Lee stopped coughing and saw Sara having a laughing fit, deciding to have a little fun he stood up and walked over to her. Sara saw this, stopped laughing, and stood up. Lee smiled wickedly at her and Sara said, "Don't you even think about it."
Lee ignored her threat and ran after her. Sara was no match for Lee. Before she got too far she felt Lee grab her arm and swoop her up into his arms. She did the only thing she could think of; she started kicking and screaming at him to put her down. Before too long she was thrown into the water.
As she submerged from the waters she heard Lee laughing and saw him unbuttoning his shirt. He slipped the shirt off and threw it into the water.
Sara just continued to stare. Not for the fact that he just threw a perfectly good shirt into the seas, but because well, what else was a girl to do when she saw a very cute guy with no shirt on. He was slightly muscular and without a hair on his chest to be seen. She got another funny feeling in her stomach and at that moment she knew she was in love.
Lee caught Sara starring and said, "What, damn shirt was ruined anyways."
Sara smiled and ran after him.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Author's note: Yes, I know Lee wasn't 11 when his parents died, but this story is defiantly a AU.