DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LIZZIE MCGUIRE. I bring you good news! Well, at least for now. I appealed, and my dad says that I can use the computer today, and see how it goes. I am not quite sure what that is supposed to mean, but I think it's a good thing. Anyway, I am sorry you had to wait and thanks for all the reviews and everything and for the support. I am not sure if I am strictly off punishment, but for now I am off, and while I am off, I thought I would give you a chapter.
Anyway, I tried to make this chapter really long, and I hope you are satisfied.
Familiarity
~Gordo~
Gordo woke up the next morning feeling very nervous. He woke up early because he was too excited about the day to come. What if this person wasn't Lizzie after all? No, he though again, there is no way that this could be anyone else. He also considered that she might be dating someone. What was the story on that John person, anyway? And the worse thought he could think of was what if she didn't love him anymore? Over two years had passed and she might have moved on. He hoped she hadn't, but didn't know for sure.
After getting over all of those anxieties, he moved onto his next problem. What would he wear? He had his new clothes and all, but what would he wear? He finally decided on a striped polo and kaki pants. He looked at himself in the mirror. He was pathetic. He had over five hours before he would see her, and was already showered and dressed. All he had to do was shave and brush his teeth, and then he would be set. He would do those after breakfast.
For breakfast, Gordo fixed himself some eggs and orange juice and waited as time slowly passed. Sarah was still sound asleep. If only Sarah had half an idea of what would be happening today, he thought, if only she knew how much this could change her life.
After breakfast, Gordo shaved and brushed his teeth. He wanted to look perfect when he saw Lizzie. He wanted her to fall in love with him again.
After he was ready, it was around eight. He went into the living room, and got out a photo album he noticed. It was a photo album filled with pictures of Sarah. They looked professional. Gordo wasn't ashamed to admit that Sarah was the cutest baby he had ever seen, and could even see that she looked a little like he did as a baby. Sarah took after both Lizzie and him, he noted. Flipping through, he watched, as there were pictures of Sarah standing up, celebrating her birthday, crawling, and doing all sorts of things. Gordo couldn't stop himself from crying. He hated that he wasn't there to watch Sarah take her first steps and say her first words. Lizzie had to be great mother. He didn't mind that he was a father, anymore. He felt a unique sensation when he thought that Sarah was a part of him, and they were genetically bound to each other.
All of this, and Gordo almost forgot about the legality of the situation. What would the law say about this? Would he get in trouble for contacting her, even if it started out being accidental? Wouldn't the law have some sort of sympathy for this sort of thing? He figured he would deal with that later and right now he would focus on seeing Lizzie again.
He couldn't believe he started out dreading his journey to Stuttgart, and now by some power he had no control over, he had reached his main destination. It was like he ran out of luck, and now all his luck has been refilled. He couldn't believe his luck. 48 hours ago, he was moping around, and his life had completely done a 180—well 160 maybe—now all he needed to do was see Lizzie and have her. If things went well with them, he imagined they would get married sooner or later. If that meant that Gordo had to live in Stuttgart, then it was worth it to him. Even if he had to eat Waffle House every single day for every meal—it was all worth it to see Lizzie, and to be with her.
Sarah finally woke up around nine, which gave them three hours.
"You're seeing Mommy today!" Gordo exclaimed, trying to sound excited as he took her out of her crib.
Sarah smiled, "Yay!" she said, clapping her hands together.
Gordo fed her breakfast and helped her get dressed. They still had a lot of time after Sarah was ready so Gordo decided to talk to Sarah some more.
"What's my name, Sarah?" he asked.
Sarah looked at him and smiled. "Saya," she said.
Gordo shook his head, "No! That's your name! My name is Gordo." He said. He couldn't help but laugh.
"Gorro," she said.
Gordo smiled. He figured he could handle this parenting thing after all. When was Father's Day again?
~~~
~Lizzie~
While on the phone with her babysitter, Lucy could have sworn she was talking to Gordo. He sounded exactly how Lucy remembered, and this scared Lucy. Part of her didn't want to meet the babysitter, because it would only confirm her insanity. The person taking care of Sarah probably actually sounded nothing like the late David Gordon.
All of these recent events with the dream and babysitter almost convinced Lucy that she WAS going crazy. In fact, she wouldn't be surprised if she saw in image of Gordo somewhere soon. That would confirm her insanity, and only prolong her stay. Lucy was thinking about staying longer anyway, not wanting to have to deal with any more unexpected dreams.
Lucy had all she could handle in the past few days. If anything else were to happen to her, Lucy would probably loose it.
She was, however, looking forward to seeing Sarah. That was going to make her happy and possibly sane for the afternoon. Sarah was the light in her life, and the apple of her eye. If anything could keep her from going off the deep end, it would be Sarah.
If only Lucy knew how eventful her afternoon to come would turn out to be.
~~~
~Gordo~
Gordo pulled into the hospital at 11:43 and nervously got Sarah out and walked in to the reception area.
"Hi. I am looking for a Lizzie McGuire," Gordo said, nervously.
The woman on the other side nodded her head and typed the name into the computer. Then she shook her head, "We don't have a Lizzie McGuire at this hospital. You must have the wrong hospital."
"What?!" Gordo exclaimed, half upset and half confused, "are you sure?"
"I am positive. What is she in for?" the woman said, as if the hospital were a jail, and Lizzie was a jail mate.
"She is in the mental ward," Gordo said, looking defeated. This was crazy.
"Well, we have a mental ward, but there is no McGuire registered there."
Gordo looked at Sarah, and suddenly remembered that Lizzie was Lucy. He had just made a mistake. "Um, whoops! I said the wrong name," Gordo said, nervously, "I meant Lucy Nelson."
The woman looked at him skeptically, "you mean you couldn't remember the name the first name?"
Gordo shook his head and blushed, "Sorry, it's been a long week. Will you just tell me where Lucy Nelson is?"
The woman looked at him as if she were debating on whether or not she should believe him. She finally typed in the name "Lucy Nelson," and saw the result. "Well, there is a Lucy Nelson, but I am required to call up and confirm you as a visitor. You are here to visit her, right?"
Gordo nodded his head, "Yeah."
"What's your relation with her?"
Gordo decided not to get into specifics, and said, "Well, this girl is her daughter, and Lucy requested that she visit."
"Oh," the woman said looking at Sarah, "oh, so are you her brother or something?"
Gordo nodded his head, "Yeah, I'm her brother," he lied.
"Ah hah! You think I am dumb or something. Well, I'm not! If you were her brother, why did you have so much trouble remembering her name?"
Ohh, the woman was trying to give him a hard time, "Um, I always used to call her Lizzie growing up, and McGuire is her maiden name," he said, trying to think fast.
"According to this database, Lucy is not married. In here, she is MISS Nelson. How do you explain that?"
Is this really what the woman does all day, Gordo thought. As if he weren't nervous enough, she was becoming his greatest enemy, the obstacle keeping him from seeing Lizzie.
"Well, she happens to be widowed. Her husband died about two years ago. Listen, this is getting too personal. If you just call up there and say the name 'Sarah Nelson' there should be no problem."
The woman rolled her eyes, "What about your name?"
"What about it?" Gordo asked.
"Well, you are Miss Nelson's brother, aren't you? Don't you have a name?"
"Yeah, David," he said.
The woman wrote this down, "Okay, Sarah Nelson, daughter and David McGuire, brother. Give me a second and I will call up there."
"McGuire?" Gordo thought. But he wasn't a – oh yeah, he was supposed to be Lucy's brother. He waited at the woman called.
Meanwhile, another woman behind the desk came up and pointed at Sarah, "Oh, what a cute little girl! She looks a lot like you!"
The woman who was giving him a hard time looked him over and then at Sarah, and commented, "Yeah, she does look a lot like her UNCLE," she said condescendingly, like she still didn't believe the full story.
"Thank you," Gordo said. He sighed as he waited.
The other woman smiled, "You're welcome."
A few minutes later the woman who was dealing with him hung up and signed before saying, "Well, you and Sarah are both Clear and able to see Lucy," the woman sighed, as if she felt bad, "Lucy is lucky to have such a great brother. I am not sure I can say the same about my brother." She forced a smile.
"Thanks," Gordo said, "I try. Lucy and I have always been close." He then took the information and went on the elevator to the correct floor.
~~~
~Lizzie~
Lucy paced in her room. She couldn't believe she was so nervous about seeing Sarah all of the sudden. To add to her nerves, the nurse just confirmed that her daughter, Sarah and brother, David McGuire were here to see her. She figured the babysitter pretended to be her brother for security reasons, but it didn't help that his last name was McGuire. It only reminded her of her past. So David's last name was McGuire, huh? Didn't he say he was from California, too? Maybe he was some distant relative or something. Not that she could discuss it with him, or anything. She decided she would casually mention the name and ask her if he knew the McGuire's she was related to.
How was this visiting thing supposed to work out, anyway? Was their some sort of supervision required while she saw her daughter?
A few minutes later, a nurse came in to announce that they were there waiting for her. She sighed a smiled and walked with the nurse, "Now, would you like to see your brother and daughter together or separately?" she asked.
"Separately," Lucy said, "Well, actually, I mainly want to see my daughter, but I can see my brother with Sarah."
"Okay," the nurse said and nodded her head, She led Lucy into a special visitor's room, "Now, hold on. I will go get your daughter.
Lizzie smiled and nodded her head. Her nerves were really getting to her at this point. She tapped her fingers as she waited to see Sarah.
~~~
~Gordo~
Gordo waited in the waiting area nervously for Lizzie. He expected to see her come into the waiting area to greet them, but discovered he was wrong when he saw a nurse come up. "Lucy wishes to see Sarah right now. She will see you after she sees Sarah," the nurse explained to Gordo.
Gordo should have figured this would happen. Lizzie did practically tell him the night before on the phone. Still, he couldn't help from being a little upset and rejected. He really had no reason to feel this way, as he knew Lizzie was not aware of who he was. If she were, things would be slightly different.
Gordo watched as the nurse took Sarah away. Gordo sighed. His nerves were going haywire. To this point, he had never thought about what he was going to say to her. He figured it would all just flow out when he saw her, but reality was hitting soon. He had no idea what he would say. He couldn't say something like, "Hey, Lizzie! It's me, Gordo! You know, your boyfriend that you thought was dead. Um, yeah, so anyway, I was wondering that now I am still alive, can I be apart of your life again." Yeah, he knew that probably would not fly well.
He sighed. He was now the only person in the waiting room. He grabbed a magazine on the table next to him, not even looking at the title. He looked down and read, "Cheerleading Magazine." Oh great, he thought, just what I need. A bunch of girls cheering. He opened the magazine and pretended to read the article about getting rid of the jitters of trying out. If he were a cheerleader, he would have found it fascinating, but at the moment, he had other things on his mind that were more distracting.
~Lizzie~
The nurse walked in with Sarah. Lucy stood up and walked to Sarah, her child, her baby, her only relative at the moment. "Hey, sweetheart!" she said, and she took her from the nurse, "Hey!"
"We'll leave you alone for a few minutes. Someone will check on you periodically, though," the nurse said, smiling.
Lucy smiled back, "Thanks!" She led Sarah to the table and let her sit on the table as she sat across from her in a chair. "How is my little girl?" she said.
Sarah smiled, and said, "yeah!"
"It's good?" Lucy asked, smiling.
"Yeah!" Sarah said again.
"You like your babysitter?"
Sarah smiled, "Yeah!" Lucy knew Sarah probably had no idea what she was saying, but Sarah's enthusiasm always amused Lucy. Unlike most children who were just developing speech, Sarah rarely used the word "no." Most children don't know the difference between "no" and "yes", so when one asks them something, they usually respond, "no". However, for Sarah, it was the exact opposite. Sarah always said, "yeah," no matter the question. Lucy thought this was interesting.
"Really? What's his name?"
"Saya!" Sarah said, smiling again.
Lucy shook her head, "No! That's YOUR name," she said, and touched Sarah's nose in a loving way, "What is his name?"
"Saya. . .Gorro!" she babbled.
"Gorro?" Lucy repeated, confused. She shook her head, "No! It's David!"
Sarah just laughed. She clapped her hands together.
After about a half an hour of being with Sarah, including having Sarah on Lucy's lap and hugs, and more talk with no purpose, the nurse asked her if she was ready for hr brother to visit.
"My brother?" Lucy repeated, forgetting about earlier.
"Yeah," the nurse said, and she looked on her clipboard, "David McGuire. He IS your brother, right?"
Lucy shook her head, "Yeah, sorry. I forgot all about him. Yeah, I am ready for him."
Or was she?
~~~
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know that this is yet another cliffhanger, but give me a break! I am tired and I need sleep. I am unsure about when the next update will be, but I am pretty sure my punishment is almost over. In fact, I know this sounds crazy, but I think it is over. (My mom and dad have to negotiate and everything with each other.) Anyway, please review and if all goes well, expect a chapter soon, and if all doesn't, expect a note explaining on Monday. Expect the former, but prepare for the latter is what I always say.
Anyway, I tried to make this chapter really long, and I hope you are satisfied.
Familiarity
~Gordo~
Gordo woke up the next morning feeling very nervous. He woke up early because he was too excited about the day to come. What if this person wasn't Lizzie after all? No, he though again, there is no way that this could be anyone else. He also considered that she might be dating someone. What was the story on that John person, anyway? And the worse thought he could think of was what if she didn't love him anymore? Over two years had passed and she might have moved on. He hoped she hadn't, but didn't know for sure.
After getting over all of those anxieties, he moved onto his next problem. What would he wear? He had his new clothes and all, but what would he wear? He finally decided on a striped polo and kaki pants. He looked at himself in the mirror. He was pathetic. He had over five hours before he would see her, and was already showered and dressed. All he had to do was shave and brush his teeth, and then he would be set. He would do those after breakfast.
For breakfast, Gordo fixed himself some eggs and orange juice and waited as time slowly passed. Sarah was still sound asleep. If only Sarah had half an idea of what would be happening today, he thought, if only she knew how much this could change her life.
After breakfast, Gordo shaved and brushed his teeth. He wanted to look perfect when he saw Lizzie. He wanted her to fall in love with him again.
After he was ready, it was around eight. He went into the living room, and got out a photo album he noticed. It was a photo album filled with pictures of Sarah. They looked professional. Gordo wasn't ashamed to admit that Sarah was the cutest baby he had ever seen, and could even see that she looked a little like he did as a baby. Sarah took after both Lizzie and him, he noted. Flipping through, he watched, as there were pictures of Sarah standing up, celebrating her birthday, crawling, and doing all sorts of things. Gordo couldn't stop himself from crying. He hated that he wasn't there to watch Sarah take her first steps and say her first words. Lizzie had to be great mother. He didn't mind that he was a father, anymore. He felt a unique sensation when he thought that Sarah was a part of him, and they were genetically bound to each other.
All of this, and Gordo almost forgot about the legality of the situation. What would the law say about this? Would he get in trouble for contacting her, even if it started out being accidental? Wouldn't the law have some sort of sympathy for this sort of thing? He figured he would deal with that later and right now he would focus on seeing Lizzie again.
He couldn't believe he started out dreading his journey to Stuttgart, and now by some power he had no control over, he had reached his main destination. It was like he ran out of luck, and now all his luck has been refilled. He couldn't believe his luck. 48 hours ago, he was moping around, and his life had completely done a 180—well 160 maybe—now all he needed to do was see Lizzie and have her. If things went well with them, he imagined they would get married sooner or later. If that meant that Gordo had to live in Stuttgart, then it was worth it to him. Even if he had to eat Waffle House every single day for every meal—it was all worth it to see Lizzie, and to be with her.
Sarah finally woke up around nine, which gave them three hours.
"You're seeing Mommy today!" Gordo exclaimed, trying to sound excited as he took her out of her crib.
Sarah smiled, "Yay!" she said, clapping her hands together.
Gordo fed her breakfast and helped her get dressed. They still had a lot of time after Sarah was ready so Gordo decided to talk to Sarah some more.
"What's my name, Sarah?" he asked.
Sarah looked at him and smiled. "Saya," she said.
Gordo shook his head, "No! That's your name! My name is Gordo." He said. He couldn't help but laugh.
"Gorro," she said.
Gordo smiled. He figured he could handle this parenting thing after all. When was Father's Day again?
~~~
~Lizzie~
While on the phone with her babysitter, Lucy could have sworn she was talking to Gordo. He sounded exactly how Lucy remembered, and this scared Lucy. Part of her didn't want to meet the babysitter, because it would only confirm her insanity. The person taking care of Sarah probably actually sounded nothing like the late David Gordon.
All of these recent events with the dream and babysitter almost convinced Lucy that she WAS going crazy. In fact, she wouldn't be surprised if she saw in image of Gordo somewhere soon. That would confirm her insanity, and only prolong her stay. Lucy was thinking about staying longer anyway, not wanting to have to deal with any more unexpected dreams.
Lucy had all she could handle in the past few days. If anything else were to happen to her, Lucy would probably loose it.
She was, however, looking forward to seeing Sarah. That was going to make her happy and possibly sane for the afternoon. Sarah was the light in her life, and the apple of her eye. If anything could keep her from going off the deep end, it would be Sarah.
If only Lucy knew how eventful her afternoon to come would turn out to be.
~~~
~Gordo~
Gordo pulled into the hospital at 11:43 and nervously got Sarah out and walked in to the reception area.
"Hi. I am looking for a Lizzie McGuire," Gordo said, nervously.
The woman on the other side nodded her head and typed the name into the computer. Then she shook her head, "We don't have a Lizzie McGuire at this hospital. You must have the wrong hospital."
"What?!" Gordo exclaimed, half upset and half confused, "are you sure?"
"I am positive. What is she in for?" the woman said, as if the hospital were a jail, and Lizzie was a jail mate.
"She is in the mental ward," Gordo said, looking defeated. This was crazy.
"Well, we have a mental ward, but there is no McGuire registered there."
Gordo looked at Sarah, and suddenly remembered that Lizzie was Lucy. He had just made a mistake. "Um, whoops! I said the wrong name," Gordo said, nervously, "I meant Lucy Nelson."
The woman looked at him skeptically, "you mean you couldn't remember the name the first name?"
Gordo shook his head and blushed, "Sorry, it's been a long week. Will you just tell me where Lucy Nelson is?"
The woman looked at him as if she were debating on whether or not she should believe him. She finally typed in the name "Lucy Nelson," and saw the result. "Well, there is a Lucy Nelson, but I am required to call up and confirm you as a visitor. You are here to visit her, right?"
Gordo nodded his head, "Yeah."
"What's your relation with her?"
Gordo decided not to get into specifics, and said, "Well, this girl is her daughter, and Lucy requested that she visit."
"Oh," the woman said looking at Sarah, "oh, so are you her brother or something?"
Gordo nodded his head, "Yeah, I'm her brother," he lied.
"Ah hah! You think I am dumb or something. Well, I'm not! If you were her brother, why did you have so much trouble remembering her name?"
Ohh, the woman was trying to give him a hard time, "Um, I always used to call her Lizzie growing up, and McGuire is her maiden name," he said, trying to think fast.
"According to this database, Lucy is not married. In here, she is MISS Nelson. How do you explain that?"
Is this really what the woman does all day, Gordo thought. As if he weren't nervous enough, she was becoming his greatest enemy, the obstacle keeping him from seeing Lizzie.
"Well, she happens to be widowed. Her husband died about two years ago. Listen, this is getting too personal. If you just call up there and say the name 'Sarah Nelson' there should be no problem."
The woman rolled her eyes, "What about your name?"
"What about it?" Gordo asked.
"Well, you are Miss Nelson's brother, aren't you? Don't you have a name?"
"Yeah, David," he said.
The woman wrote this down, "Okay, Sarah Nelson, daughter and David McGuire, brother. Give me a second and I will call up there."
"McGuire?" Gordo thought. But he wasn't a – oh yeah, he was supposed to be Lucy's brother. He waited at the woman called.
Meanwhile, another woman behind the desk came up and pointed at Sarah, "Oh, what a cute little girl! She looks a lot like you!"
The woman who was giving him a hard time looked him over and then at Sarah, and commented, "Yeah, she does look a lot like her UNCLE," she said condescendingly, like she still didn't believe the full story.
"Thank you," Gordo said. He sighed as he waited.
The other woman smiled, "You're welcome."
A few minutes later the woman who was dealing with him hung up and signed before saying, "Well, you and Sarah are both Clear and able to see Lucy," the woman sighed, as if she felt bad, "Lucy is lucky to have such a great brother. I am not sure I can say the same about my brother." She forced a smile.
"Thanks," Gordo said, "I try. Lucy and I have always been close." He then took the information and went on the elevator to the correct floor.
~~~
~Lizzie~
Lucy paced in her room. She couldn't believe she was so nervous about seeing Sarah all of the sudden. To add to her nerves, the nurse just confirmed that her daughter, Sarah and brother, David McGuire were here to see her. She figured the babysitter pretended to be her brother for security reasons, but it didn't help that his last name was McGuire. It only reminded her of her past. So David's last name was McGuire, huh? Didn't he say he was from California, too? Maybe he was some distant relative or something. Not that she could discuss it with him, or anything. She decided she would casually mention the name and ask her if he knew the McGuire's she was related to.
How was this visiting thing supposed to work out, anyway? Was their some sort of supervision required while she saw her daughter?
A few minutes later, a nurse came in to announce that they were there waiting for her. She sighed a smiled and walked with the nurse, "Now, would you like to see your brother and daughter together or separately?" she asked.
"Separately," Lucy said, "Well, actually, I mainly want to see my daughter, but I can see my brother with Sarah."
"Okay," the nurse said and nodded her head, She led Lucy into a special visitor's room, "Now, hold on. I will go get your daughter.
Lizzie smiled and nodded her head. Her nerves were really getting to her at this point. She tapped her fingers as she waited to see Sarah.
~~~
~Gordo~
Gordo waited in the waiting area nervously for Lizzie. He expected to see her come into the waiting area to greet them, but discovered he was wrong when he saw a nurse come up. "Lucy wishes to see Sarah right now. She will see you after she sees Sarah," the nurse explained to Gordo.
Gordo should have figured this would happen. Lizzie did practically tell him the night before on the phone. Still, he couldn't help from being a little upset and rejected. He really had no reason to feel this way, as he knew Lizzie was not aware of who he was. If she were, things would be slightly different.
Gordo watched as the nurse took Sarah away. Gordo sighed. His nerves were going haywire. To this point, he had never thought about what he was going to say to her. He figured it would all just flow out when he saw her, but reality was hitting soon. He had no idea what he would say. He couldn't say something like, "Hey, Lizzie! It's me, Gordo! You know, your boyfriend that you thought was dead. Um, yeah, so anyway, I was wondering that now I am still alive, can I be apart of your life again." Yeah, he knew that probably would not fly well.
He sighed. He was now the only person in the waiting room. He grabbed a magazine on the table next to him, not even looking at the title. He looked down and read, "Cheerleading Magazine." Oh great, he thought, just what I need. A bunch of girls cheering. He opened the magazine and pretended to read the article about getting rid of the jitters of trying out. If he were a cheerleader, he would have found it fascinating, but at the moment, he had other things on his mind that were more distracting.
~Lizzie~
The nurse walked in with Sarah. Lucy stood up and walked to Sarah, her child, her baby, her only relative at the moment. "Hey, sweetheart!" she said, and she took her from the nurse, "Hey!"
"We'll leave you alone for a few minutes. Someone will check on you periodically, though," the nurse said, smiling.
Lucy smiled back, "Thanks!" She led Sarah to the table and let her sit on the table as she sat across from her in a chair. "How is my little girl?" she said.
Sarah smiled, and said, "yeah!"
"It's good?" Lucy asked, smiling.
"Yeah!" Sarah said again.
"You like your babysitter?"
Sarah smiled, "Yeah!" Lucy knew Sarah probably had no idea what she was saying, but Sarah's enthusiasm always amused Lucy. Unlike most children who were just developing speech, Sarah rarely used the word "no." Most children don't know the difference between "no" and "yes", so when one asks them something, they usually respond, "no". However, for Sarah, it was the exact opposite. Sarah always said, "yeah," no matter the question. Lucy thought this was interesting.
"Really? What's his name?"
"Saya!" Sarah said, smiling again.
Lucy shook her head, "No! That's YOUR name," she said, and touched Sarah's nose in a loving way, "What is his name?"
"Saya. . .Gorro!" she babbled.
"Gorro?" Lucy repeated, confused. She shook her head, "No! It's David!"
Sarah just laughed. She clapped her hands together.
After about a half an hour of being with Sarah, including having Sarah on Lucy's lap and hugs, and more talk with no purpose, the nurse asked her if she was ready for hr brother to visit.
"My brother?" Lucy repeated, forgetting about earlier.
"Yeah," the nurse said, and she looked on her clipboard, "David McGuire. He IS your brother, right?"
Lucy shook her head, "Yeah, sorry. I forgot all about him. Yeah, I am ready for him."
Or was she?
~~~
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know that this is yet another cliffhanger, but give me a break! I am tired and I need sleep. I am unsure about when the next update will be, but I am pretty sure my punishment is almost over. In fact, I know this sounds crazy, but I think it is over. (My mom and dad have to negotiate and everything with each other.) Anyway, please review and if all goes well, expect a chapter soon, and if all doesn't, expect a note explaining on Monday. Expect the former, but prepare for the latter is what I always say.