Time for the next chapter. If you seriously don't feel that t/k should be
together you might not want to read the rest of this story. From now on
there is a lot between g/s and t/k. It won't hurt my feelings.
Summary: in this chap the walkers' have their Christmas party. No real
action in this on. On to the story.
Unlucky Hand chapter eight: Priorities Straight.
It was time for Walker and Alex's party. They had spent all day on Friday decorating the ranch. This was to be Angela's second Christmas. They wanted everything to be perfect. Everyone was to arrive before five. Carlos was the last to arrive having forgotten a gift at home.
When he entered, Angela was the first to greet him. She ran over and hugged him tightly around the neck. For though she had only seen him a few weeks ago, and had only seen him twice before, he was her favorite of the Pis. That was fine with him. In his mind: Trent had Kim (though that wasn't proven), Gage had Sydney (that wasn't proven either), Trivette had Erica, Walker had Alex, Butch had his daughter, and he had Angela.
Everyone talked a while, discussing small cases and nonsense from work. Trivette even told how Gage continued to annoy Sydney. Though secretly she enjoyed it. The Walkers took them on a tour of the ranch, though everyone had seen it at least once before. Angela even showed them her room which had a picture of everyone by her bed next to her teddybear.
The food was just coming out of the oven and Trent and Sydney placed the silverware on the table.
"So you kissed. It's sweet." Sydney said softly.
"That was just two days ago. She hasn't said anything to me."
"Have you said anything to her about it?"
"No. But that's just it. She won't talk about anything." His voice became worried. "I'm afraid I scared her away, Syd."
"Trent, go pull her aside before we eat and talk. Ask her to help you get presents out of your car.'
"Could work if I had presents in my car."
"Here." She handed him Gage's keys. He looked strangely at her, but blew it off. "Get the ones out of Gage's car. I can handle this."
"Thanks." He went into the kitchen where Kim was. "Hey, Kim..." he got her attention. "Will you help me with something?"
Not wanting to look suspicious, she said yes. They put their coats on and went outside.
"Kim, I have a confession to make..." he started, unlocking the back of the car. "I didn't ask you to help me carry presents."
"Then why are we out here?" she asked sharply.
"Because...we need to talk. You haven't said anything to me all day, and you barely talked to me Friday. What's wrong?" He looked her straight in the face. "Was it the kiss?" She turned away. Too afraid that this was a dream. "It was, wasn't it? I'm sorry. I probably should have thought that one out better, but...we were having so much fun, and we were finally getting closer...I just couldn't hold myself back." He looked at her and then the snow. It was so white and pure.
"Trent." His head sprung up at the sound of his name. "It was the kiss, but that's not why I haven't been talking to you. It's because...with everything that's gone on and still going on, I got caught up in thinking. Mostly about you." She looked at him and smiled. "When we first meet Gage and Sydney I got a little scared. Then I realized how Gage felt about her. So we made that ball of cranberries to see what your guys' reactions were."
"What was the conclusion?" Trent asked moving beside her, leaning on the car.
"The look on her face said that she wanted to floor me. It was...unconsciously jealous. Yours however shocked me." He gave her a strange look. "When you saw me kiss Gage, the look on your face was like...watching a loved one die, or your dog had just died, or you had to flush your fish down the toilet. You looked scared."
"I was." He admitted. "I was scared that this new guy, a big Texas Ranger, was taking my spot. Man, Kim, I don't know why but it's felt like you've been holding back from being close. Maybe it's me, but..."
She put a mental finger to his lips when she shook her head sideways. "No, Trent, I think it's been both of us all along. I think that we both have been thinking the other one's been too busy of holding back. I think we almost convinced ourselves of that until Thursday night."
"I think you're right. I'm sorry if I surprised you, but that night it just felt so right. I didn't want to lose it. I don't want to lose you. With this thing with Sydney, I've realized that I need to put my priorities in place." He held her hand tightly, rubbing little circles on the top. "Another thing that has kept me from telling you anything is Carlos."
"Carlos?" Kim replied, hoping her other friend wasn't secretly trying to keep them apart.
"I don't want to hurt him. We grew up together. He's my best friend." He looked at her again. "I'm afraid he's going to feel left out."
"I am, too, but, Trent...we can't worry about that. Carlos is an attractive man. He'll find somebody someday. We just happened to find each other first." She now had her hands cupped around his face standing in front of him. "Besides, right now...there's a very young little lady who cares for him."
Trent laughed when he realized she meant Angela. He looked down at her. Her small frame covered in smiles and red hair. He knew in his heart this was the one. "I love you." Kim sank back at this. Almost surprised. "I love you, too, Trent." She said whole-heartedly. He leaned forward and imprisoned her lips with his. Softly they broke and she laid her head on his chest. "This was the only thing I wanted for Christmas."
"Well, too bad. You got it for Christmas Eve."
She laughed. "We still need to get those presents." About that time Carlos had pushed his head out the door and hollered them back in expressing that everyone thought they had been captured by Santa to work as his elves.
"Guess we'd better get inside. Time to open presents I guess." Trent joked motioning to the boxes in his hands. They shut the car and walked inside.
End chapter eight. Nine coming. Okay don't kill me. I think Trent and Kim make a sweet couple. It's something I picked up on in one of the episodes. Hope you like it so far.
Unlucky Hand chapter eight: Priorities Straight.
It was time for Walker and Alex's party. They had spent all day on Friday decorating the ranch. This was to be Angela's second Christmas. They wanted everything to be perfect. Everyone was to arrive before five. Carlos was the last to arrive having forgotten a gift at home.
When he entered, Angela was the first to greet him. She ran over and hugged him tightly around the neck. For though she had only seen him a few weeks ago, and had only seen him twice before, he was her favorite of the Pis. That was fine with him. In his mind: Trent had Kim (though that wasn't proven), Gage had Sydney (that wasn't proven either), Trivette had Erica, Walker had Alex, Butch had his daughter, and he had Angela.
Everyone talked a while, discussing small cases and nonsense from work. Trivette even told how Gage continued to annoy Sydney. Though secretly she enjoyed it. The Walkers took them on a tour of the ranch, though everyone had seen it at least once before. Angela even showed them her room which had a picture of everyone by her bed next to her teddybear.
The food was just coming out of the oven and Trent and Sydney placed the silverware on the table.
"So you kissed. It's sweet." Sydney said softly.
"That was just two days ago. She hasn't said anything to me."
"Have you said anything to her about it?"
"No. But that's just it. She won't talk about anything." His voice became worried. "I'm afraid I scared her away, Syd."
"Trent, go pull her aside before we eat and talk. Ask her to help you get presents out of your car.'
"Could work if I had presents in my car."
"Here." She handed him Gage's keys. He looked strangely at her, but blew it off. "Get the ones out of Gage's car. I can handle this."
"Thanks." He went into the kitchen where Kim was. "Hey, Kim..." he got her attention. "Will you help me with something?"
Not wanting to look suspicious, she said yes. They put their coats on and went outside.
"Kim, I have a confession to make..." he started, unlocking the back of the car. "I didn't ask you to help me carry presents."
"Then why are we out here?" she asked sharply.
"Because...we need to talk. You haven't said anything to me all day, and you barely talked to me Friday. What's wrong?" He looked her straight in the face. "Was it the kiss?" She turned away. Too afraid that this was a dream. "It was, wasn't it? I'm sorry. I probably should have thought that one out better, but...we were having so much fun, and we were finally getting closer...I just couldn't hold myself back." He looked at her and then the snow. It was so white and pure.
"Trent." His head sprung up at the sound of his name. "It was the kiss, but that's not why I haven't been talking to you. It's because...with everything that's gone on and still going on, I got caught up in thinking. Mostly about you." She looked at him and smiled. "When we first meet Gage and Sydney I got a little scared. Then I realized how Gage felt about her. So we made that ball of cranberries to see what your guys' reactions were."
"What was the conclusion?" Trent asked moving beside her, leaning on the car.
"The look on her face said that she wanted to floor me. It was...unconsciously jealous. Yours however shocked me." He gave her a strange look. "When you saw me kiss Gage, the look on your face was like...watching a loved one die, or your dog had just died, or you had to flush your fish down the toilet. You looked scared."
"I was." He admitted. "I was scared that this new guy, a big Texas Ranger, was taking my spot. Man, Kim, I don't know why but it's felt like you've been holding back from being close. Maybe it's me, but..."
She put a mental finger to his lips when she shook her head sideways. "No, Trent, I think it's been both of us all along. I think that we both have been thinking the other one's been too busy of holding back. I think we almost convinced ourselves of that until Thursday night."
"I think you're right. I'm sorry if I surprised you, but that night it just felt so right. I didn't want to lose it. I don't want to lose you. With this thing with Sydney, I've realized that I need to put my priorities in place." He held her hand tightly, rubbing little circles on the top. "Another thing that has kept me from telling you anything is Carlos."
"Carlos?" Kim replied, hoping her other friend wasn't secretly trying to keep them apart.
"I don't want to hurt him. We grew up together. He's my best friend." He looked at her again. "I'm afraid he's going to feel left out."
"I am, too, but, Trent...we can't worry about that. Carlos is an attractive man. He'll find somebody someday. We just happened to find each other first." She now had her hands cupped around his face standing in front of him. "Besides, right now...there's a very young little lady who cares for him."
Trent laughed when he realized she meant Angela. He looked down at her. Her small frame covered in smiles and red hair. He knew in his heart this was the one. "I love you." Kim sank back at this. Almost surprised. "I love you, too, Trent." She said whole-heartedly. He leaned forward and imprisoned her lips with his. Softly they broke and she laid her head on his chest. "This was the only thing I wanted for Christmas."
"Well, too bad. You got it for Christmas Eve."
She laughed. "We still need to get those presents." About that time Carlos had pushed his head out the door and hollered them back in expressing that everyone thought they had been captured by Santa to work as his elves.
"Guess we'd better get inside. Time to open presents I guess." Trent joked motioning to the boxes in his hands. They shut the car and walked inside.
End chapter eight. Nine coming. Okay don't kill me. I think Trent and Kim make a sweet couple. It's something I picked up on in one of the episodes. Hope you like it so far.