Swamp Thing

Summary: "Dad" inspired this very short "missing" scene story.

Disclaimer: Early Edition characters belong to their creators. No

copyright infringement intended. No profit is being made.

Author's Notes: Okay, so it's a goofy title, but it just wouldn't

leave me alone. Go figure. The story kinda "wrote itself" after that

.

Author: Tracy Diane Miller

E-mail address: tdmiller82@hotmail.com

Swamp Thing

He had never been so cold, wet, and dirty in his life. It seemed as

if the entire bed of mud and filth from the swamp had cleaved to

every pore of his skin. He wondered if one shower would succeed in

allowing him to ever feel clean again.

It wasn't enough that he was getting "up close and personal" with the

mosquitoes who had apparently decided that he'd make the perfect late

night snack. The leeches, if uninvited to the "banquet", were still

aggressive and territorial. These bloodsuckers decided to crash the

party anyway. He thought that it was bad sharing his bed with a flea-

infested feline. He was wrong. Spending the night in a swamp was

hundred times worse. What had he ever done to deserve this kind of

punishment?

Gary could hear Jennifer's father ranting in the distance. The man

was searching the wooded area for that "worthless coward who had run

away". Poised with his Louisville slugger, the over protective father

wielded the bat with the intent of doing significant bodily damage;

he was going to teach that loser a lesson about taking advantage of

his daughter. Gary could hear Jennifer, upset and frantically trying

to calm her father down. And there he remained, very still and

quiet, undetected in the swamp. He had been cast as the unwilling

understudy for Jennifer's boyfriend, Ted.

He had never had this kind of grief when he was dating. Gary

remembered a time when he was seventeen. One night, he had planned a

more romantic date for Genie than just a movie. He had used his

allowance and some of the money that he had earned over several

months of doing chores for the neighbors to take Genie to a nice

restaurant. Afterwards, he had taken her to a quiet and secluded

spot where they gazed at the stars. That was the night that he first

told Genie that he loved her and promised her that they would have a

future together. And the kiss that they shared that night was pure

magic.

Unfortunately, it was getting late and he and Genie needed to get

back in time for their curfew. However when he tried to start the

car, it wouldn't start. The engine had died! There they were

stranded in the middle of nowhere. Gary had briefly considered that

they could walk back towards the main road where they were sure to

find help. But the fact that it was also cold changed his mind.

They ended up spending the night in his car, cuddled very closely

together sharing body warmth. The next morning, when they finally

made it home, it was time to face the music. Two sets of parents

were grateful that their children were alive. The Hobsons and

Berlatskis had envisioned terrible scenarios when Gary and Genie

failed to show up at the designated time the previous night. When

they heard the "car trouble" story, Mr. Berlatski initially was very

angry. Genie's father had implied that Gary had set the whole thing up

as a means of getting Genie alone and vulnerable so that he could

take advantage of her. The Hobsons jumped in to defend their son. A

short while later, Mr. Berlatski apologized to Gary and admitted that

he had jumped to an unfair conclusion. Gary had never shown him that

he was the kind of young man who couldn't be trusted with his

daughter. But never once had Mr. Berlatski or any other father of a

girl that he had dated come at him with a baseball bat!

It seemed like an eternity, but finally Jennifer's father had given

up the search. Gary let out a sigh of relief. All he wanted to do

was get home to a nice, long hot shower. Tonight had been one of the

longest nights of his life. Perhaps tomorrow would be better.

Of course, only the early edition knew that for sure.

The End