A/N: Thanks so much to my diligent reviewers villianbabe and Skyfire4, you
guys are the greatest in the world!
A/N #2: In response to your review Skyfire4, no Anthony does not lose his arm. I would never do that to him.
A/N #3: I really would like a long review (if it's possible) since it took me awhile to write this chapter. Thanks in advance.
Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters.
XXVI A Happy Event and Good News Dylan
"It's so amazing that you guys out of there without getting seriously hurt," Natalie exclaimed.
I smiled at her and squeezed Anthony's hand. We were at our house sitting on the couch in the living room two weeks after we had been kidnapped. Natalie and Alex had come to visit us.
Once Norris had died, I found a telephone in the castle and called Bosley. He had contacted Charlie, who had some of his contacts in Ireland come to the castle and take Norris and Jacob's bodies away. Two other contacts of Charlie's took me and Anthony to a nearby home where we were cleaned up and fed before being driven to Dublin and catching a plane to L.A.
Alex and Natalie had been put on a plane to L.A. the night Norris had taken me and Anthony. Norris had also sent the crate with the art to the Getty Museum.
"I still don't get why Norris sent the art back to the museum," Alex said.
"I doubt any will ever know," I said.
We were all quiet for a few minutes before Natalie spoke. "So how is your cut Anthony?" she asked.
Anthony squeezed my hand before saying, "Fine." He then stood up and said, "Ex-cuse me." He nodded to me and then left the room, going upstairs.
I glanced over at the clock and saw that it was almost time for me and Anthony to leave.
"Dylan, is he really okay?" Alex asked.
"Yeah, he'll be fine," I answered.
Norris had only managed to graze Anthony's arm before he had died. Even so, the cut had bled a lot.
"How is Catherine doing?" Natalie then asked.
"She's a lot happier now that she's out of the hospital," I said smiling.
Catherine had woken up from her coma the same day that Norris and Jacob
had died. She had to stay in the hospital for a week and a half after that, but now she was home.
Anthony suddenly appeared in the doorway of the living room.
"Oh," I said, looking over at the clock. "I hate to kick you guys out,
but Anthony and I have to go."
Natalie and Alex looked at each other and then looked over at me.
"Sorry guys," I said, smiling sheepishly and standing up. "But we'll see you tomorrow at the office."
"Okay," Alex said, standing up. "See you tomorrow."
"Yeah, bye Dylan. Bye Anthony," Natalie said, standing up and following Alex out of the house.
I turned to Anthony and said, "I'll get changed and be right down." Before he could say anything, I ran up the stairs and to our room. I changed quickly into more formal clothes. I had the blue skirt I had worn earlier in the case and a plain black blouse. I slipped on a pair of low-heeled black shoes and I hurried downstairs to Anthony.
When he saw me coming down the stairs, he walked into the kitchen and grabbed his car keys.
I grabbed a coat and then went through the kitchen and out to Anthony's
car.
Anthony pulled into the parking space next to Adam's green BMW and then
turned off the car.
We got out of the car and Adam hurried over to us.
"Sorry we're late," I said.
"It's okay," Adam said. "Caty and the minister are waiting inside."
The three of us walked into the tiny chapel where Catherine was sitting
in a pew, a minister standing in the row in front of her.
"They're here," Adam said as Catherine and the minister looked over at us.
"Good," the minister said smiling. "If you two will come with me."
Anthony and I walked over to a table where a piece of paper and pen were.
"Just sign right her and then we can begin with the ceremony," the minister said, pointing to a long line in the middle of the paper.
I picked up the pen and quickly signed my name before giving it to Anthony.
He took the pen and signed: Anthony Carre, using the last name that Charlie had given to him for times like this.
"Well, let's get started," the minister said, smiling at us.
As Anthony and I sat down in the front pew, I thought about the fact that Adam and Catherine had such a small wedding, when they had a lot of friends
who would have loved to come. I shook my head slightly as the minister, standing on the altar in front of Adam and Catherine, began speaking.
The minister talked about love and marriage along with religious stuff,
the kind of stuff that bored me to death when I heard it. Now however, I paid close attention since this was my sister that was getting married.
Half way into the ceremony, I felt Anthony take my hand. I looked over
at him and smiled brightly.
Anthony gave me a faint grin and then held my hand a little tighter.
I covered his hand with my free one and turned my attention back to my sister and Adam.
Finally, they exchanged rings and then the minister pronounced them man
and wife. Adam kissed Catherine on the cheek and then the ceremony was over.
"Oh Dylan, I'm so happy that you both came!" Catherine cried as Anthony
and I came into their new house that was in Santa Monica.
"I probably would have crashed the chapel if you hadn't invited me in the first place," I said, hugging Catherine.
She laughed and then let me go. She nodded to Anthony and said, "So what do you think of the house?"
"I love it," I said, walking into the kitchen. "Hi Adam."
"Hey Dylan, Anthony," Adam said, drying his hands off with a dish towel.
"Come and sit down in here you two," Catherine said. "Adam and I have something to tell you."
"Two things Caty," Adam said, correcting her.
"Oh right," Catherine said.
We all sat at the table in the dining room except for Adam, who poured out wine for himself, Anthony and me.
Catherine poured a can of soda into a glass for herself and said, "The
first thing is that, Adam and I." She paused and looked over at Adam, a smile on her face. "We're going to have a baby!"
"Cathy, that wonderful!" I said. I got up from my chair and went over to hug her. "Congratulations Adam." I sat back in my chair and asked, "How far along are you?"
"About three months now," Catherine answered.
"I can't believe it," I said. "I'm going to be an aunt!"
"Not just that, if you agree to it," Catherine said. "Adam and I would
like you to stand as the baby's godparents when we baptize it."
"I would love to," I said immediately.
Adam, Catherine and I looked over at Anthony, waiting for his answer.
"I would like to as w-well," Anthony said slowly, smiling softly.
Catherine smiled and said, "Thank you guys so much!"
"What about the second thing Cathy?" I asked.
"We have given Natalie and Alex gifts to thank them for getting the paintings back," Adam said. "We got them trips to France and Italy with their boyfriends."
"And for you two," Catherine said. "We bought you a nice house two doors down from here."
I looked over at Anthony in shock, then looked back at Catherine. "Y- you didn't have to do that for us," I said.
"Well I know how much you two love Santa Monica," Catherine said. "And
it would be great if you guys could be near you godchild."
"You two don't need to take the house if you don't want to though," Adam said.
I glanced at Anthony, and he nodded to me. "We'll take it," I said, smiling. "When can we move in?"
"In a week," Catherine said. "We'll go take a look at the house after dinner."
"Speaking of which, it's ready," Adam said, coming into the dinning room from the kitchen, carrying some plates with food on them.
We started eating then, Catherine, Adam and I chatting, with Anthony speaking once in a while.
A/N #2: In response to your review Skyfire4, no Anthony does not lose his arm. I would never do that to him.
A/N #3: I really would like a long review (if it's possible) since it took me awhile to write this chapter. Thanks in advance.
Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters.
XXVI A Happy Event and Good News Dylan
"It's so amazing that you guys out of there without getting seriously hurt," Natalie exclaimed.
I smiled at her and squeezed Anthony's hand. We were at our house sitting on the couch in the living room two weeks after we had been kidnapped. Natalie and Alex had come to visit us.
Once Norris had died, I found a telephone in the castle and called Bosley. He had contacted Charlie, who had some of his contacts in Ireland come to the castle and take Norris and Jacob's bodies away. Two other contacts of Charlie's took me and Anthony to a nearby home where we were cleaned up and fed before being driven to Dublin and catching a plane to L.A.
Alex and Natalie had been put on a plane to L.A. the night Norris had taken me and Anthony. Norris had also sent the crate with the art to the Getty Museum.
"I still don't get why Norris sent the art back to the museum," Alex said.
"I doubt any will ever know," I said.
We were all quiet for a few minutes before Natalie spoke. "So how is your cut Anthony?" she asked.
Anthony squeezed my hand before saying, "Fine." He then stood up and said, "Ex-cuse me." He nodded to me and then left the room, going upstairs.
I glanced over at the clock and saw that it was almost time for me and Anthony to leave.
"Dylan, is he really okay?" Alex asked.
"Yeah, he'll be fine," I answered.
Norris had only managed to graze Anthony's arm before he had died. Even so, the cut had bled a lot.
"How is Catherine doing?" Natalie then asked.
"She's a lot happier now that she's out of the hospital," I said smiling.
Catherine had woken up from her coma the same day that Norris and Jacob
had died. She had to stay in the hospital for a week and a half after that, but now she was home.
Anthony suddenly appeared in the doorway of the living room.
"Oh," I said, looking over at the clock. "I hate to kick you guys out,
but Anthony and I have to go."
Natalie and Alex looked at each other and then looked over at me.
"Sorry guys," I said, smiling sheepishly and standing up. "But we'll see you tomorrow at the office."
"Okay," Alex said, standing up. "See you tomorrow."
"Yeah, bye Dylan. Bye Anthony," Natalie said, standing up and following Alex out of the house.
I turned to Anthony and said, "I'll get changed and be right down." Before he could say anything, I ran up the stairs and to our room. I changed quickly into more formal clothes. I had the blue skirt I had worn earlier in the case and a plain black blouse. I slipped on a pair of low-heeled black shoes and I hurried downstairs to Anthony.
When he saw me coming down the stairs, he walked into the kitchen and grabbed his car keys.
I grabbed a coat and then went through the kitchen and out to Anthony's
car.
Anthony pulled into the parking space next to Adam's green BMW and then
turned off the car.
We got out of the car and Adam hurried over to us.
"Sorry we're late," I said.
"It's okay," Adam said. "Caty and the minister are waiting inside."
The three of us walked into the tiny chapel where Catherine was sitting
in a pew, a minister standing in the row in front of her.
"They're here," Adam said as Catherine and the minister looked over at us.
"Good," the minister said smiling. "If you two will come with me."
Anthony and I walked over to a table where a piece of paper and pen were.
"Just sign right her and then we can begin with the ceremony," the minister said, pointing to a long line in the middle of the paper.
I picked up the pen and quickly signed my name before giving it to Anthony.
He took the pen and signed: Anthony Carre, using the last name that Charlie had given to him for times like this.
"Well, let's get started," the minister said, smiling at us.
As Anthony and I sat down in the front pew, I thought about the fact that Adam and Catherine had such a small wedding, when they had a lot of friends
who would have loved to come. I shook my head slightly as the minister, standing on the altar in front of Adam and Catherine, began speaking.
The minister talked about love and marriage along with religious stuff,
the kind of stuff that bored me to death when I heard it. Now however, I paid close attention since this was my sister that was getting married.
Half way into the ceremony, I felt Anthony take my hand. I looked over
at him and smiled brightly.
Anthony gave me a faint grin and then held my hand a little tighter.
I covered his hand with my free one and turned my attention back to my sister and Adam.
Finally, they exchanged rings and then the minister pronounced them man
and wife. Adam kissed Catherine on the cheek and then the ceremony was over.
"Oh Dylan, I'm so happy that you both came!" Catherine cried as Anthony
and I came into their new house that was in Santa Monica.
"I probably would have crashed the chapel if you hadn't invited me in the first place," I said, hugging Catherine.
She laughed and then let me go. She nodded to Anthony and said, "So what do you think of the house?"
"I love it," I said, walking into the kitchen. "Hi Adam."
"Hey Dylan, Anthony," Adam said, drying his hands off with a dish towel.
"Come and sit down in here you two," Catherine said. "Adam and I have something to tell you."
"Two things Caty," Adam said, correcting her.
"Oh right," Catherine said.
We all sat at the table in the dining room except for Adam, who poured out wine for himself, Anthony and me.
Catherine poured a can of soda into a glass for herself and said, "The
first thing is that, Adam and I." She paused and looked over at Adam, a smile on her face. "We're going to have a baby!"
"Cathy, that wonderful!" I said. I got up from my chair and went over to hug her. "Congratulations Adam." I sat back in my chair and asked, "How far along are you?"
"About three months now," Catherine answered.
"I can't believe it," I said. "I'm going to be an aunt!"
"Not just that, if you agree to it," Catherine said. "Adam and I would
like you to stand as the baby's godparents when we baptize it."
"I would love to," I said immediately.
Adam, Catherine and I looked over at Anthony, waiting for his answer.
"I would like to as w-well," Anthony said slowly, smiling softly.
Catherine smiled and said, "Thank you guys so much!"
"What about the second thing Cathy?" I asked.
"We have given Natalie and Alex gifts to thank them for getting the paintings back," Adam said. "We got them trips to France and Italy with their boyfriends."
"And for you two," Catherine said. "We bought you a nice house two doors down from here."
I looked over at Anthony in shock, then looked back at Catherine. "Y- you didn't have to do that for us," I said.
"Well I know how much you two love Santa Monica," Catherine said. "And
it would be great if you guys could be near you godchild."
"You two don't need to take the house if you don't want to though," Adam said.
I glanced at Anthony, and he nodded to me. "We'll take it," I said, smiling. "When can we move in?"
"In a week," Catherine said. "We'll go take a look at the house after dinner."
"Speaking of which, it's ready," Adam said, coming into the dinning room from the kitchen, carrying some plates with food on them.
We started eating then, Catherine, Adam and I chatting, with Anthony speaking once in a while.