A/N: I just wanted to start out by saying thank you so much for all of your
reviews. As I have said before, they are the highlight of my day and they
fill me with a joy felt by few. So for that I thank you...and keep them
coming! :)
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Fred couldn't feel anything. His entire body had gone numb. All of the good dreams that he had had in the last 6 months were now coming true. She was really here. She was actually standing on his front porch.
"Well, are you going to let me in?" Stephanie said, waking Fred out of his thoughts.
"Y-Y-Yeah," Fred stammered out.
Stephanie stepped in and was astounded. She had thought that from what she had seen from the outside, it wouldn't be that great, but it looked great. She turned to her right and saw a huge formal dining room. There was a dining set complete with four chairs and a large table at one end and nearer to the door, there were two soft chairs and the kind of couch that psychiatrist would have in their office.
"Wow."
Fred was silent. He was too astounded by the fact that she was really here that he still had his jaw hanging somewhere near his knees. Stephanie turned around at him and laughed slightly.
"Well, are you going to stand there while your mouth catches dust or are you going to show me around?"
Fred finally came to his senses. He reached out and grabbed her arm, stopping her from going into the living room.
"Let me tidy things up first," Fred said with a smile.
"Ok."
Fred jogged into the living room and then to the kitchen and picked up his supplies. He didn't know it but Stephanie was looking over his shoulder from the foyer.
What she saw him attempting to hide shocked her. She would have to see into that later. She decided to leave the subject alone until that time came.
"Your house is very nice," she said truthfully.
"It isn't much," Fred said looking around and then figured it was enough of the small talk. He had always liked getting right to the point. "So what are you doing here?"
"Well, there is a show in Fresno tomorrow and I figured that since I was here I might as well come see you," Stephanie said.
"I never thought that you would remember me."
Stephanie seemed taken aback, "Me not remember you? That isn't possible. For one, you saved my life, two you were really hurt when I last left, and three you are one of the nicest and funniest people I know."
"Really."
"Of course silly."
"Well, thanks. I think I needed that pep talk."
"Glad I could help. So, are you going to give me the grand tour?"
"Well, of course Madame," Fred said taking Stephanie arm in arm, feeling very comfortable with her, "Welcome to the Wards Wander Inn where all of you dreams, fantasies, and desires come true!"
"Fred!"
"What? I didn't mean it like...You sick person."
The rest of the morning was spent Fred showing Steph around the house and the two of them goofing off. After a while, they heard a pounding at the door.
"Who's that?" Steph asked.
"Probably Sean," Fred said jogging to the door from the hallway y leading to the bedrooms. He swung the door open and Sean was standing there in his usual cut-off sleeve white shirt and jeans with grease and oil stands on both fro working on his car. He had his usual Ford racing camouflage hat that covered the top of his head that was absent of hair. He did have hair on his face however, making a beard and mustache.
"You ready to go Fred? It's already 12 and you haven't come to work were you planning to..." Sean stopped talking as someone came walking up from behind Fred. His eyes went wide and his jaw fell open.
"Hi," Stephanie said meekly, she had never had two people who, when they saw her, went into a state of shock.
"Hi," Sean was able to choke out and then looked to Fred, "What?"
"Stephanie, this is Sean, my best friend. Sean, this is Stephanie," Fred said trying to be normal.
Stephanie stuck her hand out for Sean to shake. He shook, but very weakly as he was still completely surprised.
"Why are you here?" Sean said finally and bluntly.
"Well, WWE is here for a show and I figured that I would come down to see Fred."
"Ok," Sean said shaking himself out of his thoughts. "So Fred are you ready? It's time to go to work now."
"I suppose, would you like to come along Stephanie?"
"It's Steph and of course I would."
So the three of them piled into Fred's Suburban and drove to the downtown paper.
"Hey Kim," Fred said as they passed her going down the middle hallway.
"Hey guys, how are..." Kim saw the woman who accompanied the two men down the hall and her jaw dropped. Stephanie saw this and was amazed. She couldn't believe that she had now sent three people into shock in one day.
"I'm right over here Steph," Fred said motioning to an office in the corner.
They stepped inside and it looked normal. There was a computer, a phone, a desk, a chair, and other things that Fred thought would create a few homey touches.
"So what do you do Sean? I know that Fred is a journalist, but what is it you do?" Steph said curiously.
"Well," Sean said, "I deliver the papers, I pick up the papers from a printer in Merced, and I help put the paper itself together. Of course Fred does the same thing except he writes stories too."
"Cool."
The rest of the day went by fast, Sean and Fred worked while Stephanie would watch them do their work and listen to Fred explain to her what they were doing. She didn't really pay all that much attention because she was so infatuated with all of him that she would just listen to the sound of his voice and look at the flex of him strong muscles and his handsome face. She couldn't keep her eyes off of him.
He was very intelligent as well she came to find out. He would pull wise cracks at just the right moment that would end you up rolling on the floor laughing. And he seemed to have all the answers to every question that anyone asked. It was amazing.
"Stephanie," Fred said waking Steph out of her thoughts about him, "Stephanie?"
"What?" she said with a start.
"Did you hear me? I said that we're ready to leave."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I guess that I just spaced out."
"Ready?"
"Definitely."
The two had left Sean at the newspaper because he had a little work left. They arrived at the house and had some left-overs for dinner. They sat on some bar stools and Fred jumped right into conversation.
"So," Fred began timidly, "Where are you going to sleep tonight? One of the hotels next to Selland or where."
"I don't know, I hadn't really thought that far ahead," Stephanie said thinking. "I was to busy having fun with you."
"Well, if you like, you could sleep here for the night."
"No I wouldn't want to impose."
"You wouldn't be imposing. It would actually be kind of nice to have someone else in the house aside from Sean."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course."
"Well then, ok."
"Really?"
"Really, really."
"Cool, here," Fred aid getting up from his stool and walking to the foyer. "I'll clear a bed for you."
Fred stepped into a bedroom and was soon followed by Stephanie. Fred took some sheets from the closet and covered the bare bed. It soon became just like a normal bed.
"Thank you so much Fred."
"My pleasure. I think I'm going to turn in for the night."
"Kay, good night."
"Good night beautiful."
Steph felt a grin creep onto her face. He thought she was beautiful. She heard his door close and figured that this was as good a time as any. She might as well see what the stuff that he had been trying to hide was.
Stephanie snuck out her door, through the foyer, through the living room and into the kitchen. She checked cabinet after cabinet and didn't see anything. She came down to her last cabinet. It was the one that was over the built-in microwave. She opened it with a trembling hand and saw what was inside.
She gasped and stepped back. Two of the seven bottles fell clattering to the ground. Now it was her turn to go into shock. She breathed her next words so quietly that no one else would have been able to hear it even if they had been in the room.
"Medication."
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A/N: He, he, he. You know I love those cliffhangers ::grins evilly:: Oh, here's some more of the same old shit.
No one and nothing that you recognize in this story belong to me. They obviously own to someone else and not me.
Hope you come back for the next chapter.
So, until next time my murder(and we are actually a murder now), same black wings, same damn card.
SYWISY
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Fred couldn't feel anything. His entire body had gone numb. All of the good dreams that he had had in the last 6 months were now coming true. She was really here. She was actually standing on his front porch.
"Well, are you going to let me in?" Stephanie said, waking Fred out of his thoughts.
"Y-Y-Yeah," Fred stammered out.
Stephanie stepped in and was astounded. She had thought that from what she had seen from the outside, it wouldn't be that great, but it looked great. She turned to her right and saw a huge formal dining room. There was a dining set complete with four chairs and a large table at one end and nearer to the door, there were two soft chairs and the kind of couch that psychiatrist would have in their office.
"Wow."
Fred was silent. He was too astounded by the fact that she was really here that he still had his jaw hanging somewhere near his knees. Stephanie turned around at him and laughed slightly.
"Well, are you going to stand there while your mouth catches dust or are you going to show me around?"
Fred finally came to his senses. He reached out and grabbed her arm, stopping her from going into the living room.
"Let me tidy things up first," Fred said with a smile.
"Ok."
Fred jogged into the living room and then to the kitchen and picked up his supplies. He didn't know it but Stephanie was looking over his shoulder from the foyer.
What she saw him attempting to hide shocked her. She would have to see into that later. She decided to leave the subject alone until that time came.
"Your house is very nice," she said truthfully.
"It isn't much," Fred said looking around and then figured it was enough of the small talk. He had always liked getting right to the point. "So what are you doing here?"
"Well, there is a show in Fresno tomorrow and I figured that since I was here I might as well come see you," Stephanie said.
"I never thought that you would remember me."
Stephanie seemed taken aback, "Me not remember you? That isn't possible. For one, you saved my life, two you were really hurt when I last left, and three you are one of the nicest and funniest people I know."
"Really."
"Of course silly."
"Well, thanks. I think I needed that pep talk."
"Glad I could help. So, are you going to give me the grand tour?"
"Well, of course Madame," Fred said taking Stephanie arm in arm, feeling very comfortable with her, "Welcome to the Wards Wander Inn where all of you dreams, fantasies, and desires come true!"
"Fred!"
"What? I didn't mean it like...You sick person."
The rest of the morning was spent Fred showing Steph around the house and the two of them goofing off. After a while, they heard a pounding at the door.
"Who's that?" Steph asked.
"Probably Sean," Fred said jogging to the door from the hallway y leading to the bedrooms. He swung the door open and Sean was standing there in his usual cut-off sleeve white shirt and jeans with grease and oil stands on both fro working on his car. He had his usual Ford racing camouflage hat that covered the top of his head that was absent of hair. He did have hair on his face however, making a beard and mustache.
"You ready to go Fred? It's already 12 and you haven't come to work were you planning to..." Sean stopped talking as someone came walking up from behind Fred. His eyes went wide and his jaw fell open.
"Hi," Stephanie said meekly, she had never had two people who, when they saw her, went into a state of shock.
"Hi," Sean was able to choke out and then looked to Fred, "What?"
"Stephanie, this is Sean, my best friend. Sean, this is Stephanie," Fred said trying to be normal.
Stephanie stuck her hand out for Sean to shake. He shook, but very weakly as he was still completely surprised.
"Why are you here?" Sean said finally and bluntly.
"Well, WWE is here for a show and I figured that I would come down to see Fred."
"Ok," Sean said shaking himself out of his thoughts. "So Fred are you ready? It's time to go to work now."
"I suppose, would you like to come along Stephanie?"
"It's Steph and of course I would."
So the three of them piled into Fred's Suburban and drove to the downtown paper.
"Hey Kim," Fred said as they passed her going down the middle hallway.
"Hey guys, how are..." Kim saw the woman who accompanied the two men down the hall and her jaw dropped. Stephanie saw this and was amazed. She couldn't believe that she had now sent three people into shock in one day.
"I'm right over here Steph," Fred said motioning to an office in the corner.
They stepped inside and it looked normal. There was a computer, a phone, a desk, a chair, and other things that Fred thought would create a few homey touches.
"So what do you do Sean? I know that Fred is a journalist, but what is it you do?" Steph said curiously.
"Well," Sean said, "I deliver the papers, I pick up the papers from a printer in Merced, and I help put the paper itself together. Of course Fred does the same thing except he writes stories too."
"Cool."
The rest of the day went by fast, Sean and Fred worked while Stephanie would watch them do their work and listen to Fred explain to her what they were doing. She didn't really pay all that much attention because she was so infatuated with all of him that she would just listen to the sound of his voice and look at the flex of him strong muscles and his handsome face. She couldn't keep her eyes off of him.
He was very intelligent as well she came to find out. He would pull wise cracks at just the right moment that would end you up rolling on the floor laughing. And he seemed to have all the answers to every question that anyone asked. It was amazing.
"Stephanie," Fred said waking Steph out of her thoughts about him, "Stephanie?"
"What?" she said with a start.
"Did you hear me? I said that we're ready to leave."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I guess that I just spaced out."
"Ready?"
"Definitely."
The two had left Sean at the newspaper because he had a little work left. They arrived at the house and had some left-overs for dinner. They sat on some bar stools and Fred jumped right into conversation.
"So," Fred began timidly, "Where are you going to sleep tonight? One of the hotels next to Selland or where."
"I don't know, I hadn't really thought that far ahead," Stephanie said thinking. "I was to busy having fun with you."
"Well, if you like, you could sleep here for the night."
"No I wouldn't want to impose."
"You wouldn't be imposing. It would actually be kind of nice to have someone else in the house aside from Sean."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course."
"Well then, ok."
"Really?"
"Really, really."
"Cool, here," Fred aid getting up from his stool and walking to the foyer. "I'll clear a bed for you."
Fred stepped into a bedroom and was soon followed by Stephanie. Fred took some sheets from the closet and covered the bare bed. It soon became just like a normal bed.
"Thank you so much Fred."
"My pleasure. I think I'm going to turn in for the night."
"Kay, good night."
"Good night beautiful."
Steph felt a grin creep onto her face. He thought she was beautiful. She heard his door close and figured that this was as good a time as any. She might as well see what the stuff that he had been trying to hide was.
Stephanie snuck out her door, through the foyer, through the living room and into the kitchen. She checked cabinet after cabinet and didn't see anything. She came down to her last cabinet. It was the one that was over the built-in microwave. She opened it with a trembling hand and saw what was inside.
She gasped and stepped back. Two of the seven bottles fell clattering to the ground. Now it was her turn to go into shock. She breathed her next words so quietly that no one else would have been able to hear it even if they had been in the room.
"Medication."
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A/N: He, he, he. You know I love those cliffhangers ::grins evilly:: Oh, here's some more of the same old shit.
No one and nothing that you recognize in this story belong to me. They obviously own to someone else and not me.
Hope you come back for the next chapter.
So, until next time my murder(and we are actually a murder now), same black wings, same damn card.
SYWISY
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