Disclaimer: Checking my records I see that ABC/Disney still has all rights
to the characters.
A/N: Enjoy!
"We're here," said Alison as she jumped up and down as they walked through the airport. They were heading over to get their luggage when she saw someone holding up a sign with their names on it, "Look Rafe, that woman chauffer over there is for us," she said, getting excited again.
"Alright, you go over to the luggage turnstile, I'll be right there," he said as he gave her a kiss, and continued to walk towards the chauffer. Her hair was pulled back into a bun, and she had sunglasses on, but she looked familiar. As he got closer, a sweet smile appeared on her face, and he recognized her. He walked up and whispered in her ear, "Paige?" She didn't say anything, just pulled down her glasses and looked him in the eye and gave a wink. "Well, why don't we go meet up with Alison?" he said leading the way.
"How was the plane trip?" she said, finally speaking.
"Oh, it was lovely. So what caused him to send you down to be our chauffer?"
"He was in a good mood. Good enough even to let Casey come back permanently."
"Are you serious?" he said with surprise in his voice. "Well, this here is my wife, Alison Barrington Kovich," he said as they approached her.
"Hi, I'll be your chauffer to the hotel today. My name is Paige," she said holding out her hand to shake it.
"Nice to meet you. I got three of my bags so far, can you grab yours and my other one?" she asked Rafe.
"I can't believe you had this much stuff for what was supposed to be a weekend wedding trip," he said as he continued to grab a bag.
"Well, it's a good thing I did pack. If we hadn't, we would have missed the trip your dad planned for us," she said as her and Paige turned and walked towards the car.
He grabbed the last bag, and went to follow them, "I doubt that."
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Jamal sat at the entrance to the diner, "I'm not going to chase her anymore. When she's finished being a canine, she'll come back and then we'll talk." As he finished he heard a noise coming from the side of the diner, "Didn't take you as long as I had imagined," he said, thinking it was her. A wolf appeared though-its fur almost black, and it's eyes seeming more dangerous than Imani was as a wolf. He jumped up, and went inside, closing the door behind him so that the new wolf wouldn't come in and have him for dinner.
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Reese looked again at the piece of paper in front of her, "103 Gresham Street-Apartment 5C. Well, this is it," she said walking in, and was shocked by the inside of this place. While on the outside the building didn't look upscale, the inside was a different story. An old neighbor had given her the address, and she was ready to see her mother again. Standing in front of the door she tried to talk herself out one more time, but in the end she gave a strong knock. She could hear footsteps, and decided not to run right as the door opened.
"Reese," said her mother as she stood at the door, surprised to see her daughter standing there.
"Aren't you going to let me in, mum?" she said barging her way in the little flat. Even though she had expected it from seeing what the lobby looked like, she was still surprised by the way the flat was decorated. She remembered growing up all those years in close to poverty level, but now here was her mother with what seemed like a three bedroom flat overlooking the Thames. "Would you like to explain to me how you can afford this?" she said turning around and facing her mother again.
A/N: Enjoy!
"We're here," said Alison as she jumped up and down as they walked through the airport. They were heading over to get their luggage when she saw someone holding up a sign with their names on it, "Look Rafe, that woman chauffer over there is for us," she said, getting excited again.
"Alright, you go over to the luggage turnstile, I'll be right there," he said as he gave her a kiss, and continued to walk towards the chauffer. Her hair was pulled back into a bun, and she had sunglasses on, but she looked familiar. As he got closer, a sweet smile appeared on her face, and he recognized her. He walked up and whispered in her ear, "Paige?" She didn't say anything, just pulled down her glasses and looked him in the eye and gave a wink. "Well, why don't we go meet up with Alison?" he said leading the way.
"How was the plane trip?" she said, finally speaking.
"Oh, it was lovely. So what caused him to send you down to be our chauffer?"
"He was in a good mood. Good enough even to let Casey come back permanently."
"Are you serious?" he said with surprise in his voice. "Well, this here is my wife, Alison Barrington Kovich," he said as they approached her.
"Hi, I'll be your chauffer to the hotel today. My name is Paige," she said holding out her hand to shake it.
"Nice to meet you. I got three of my bags so far, can you grab yours and my other one?" she asked Rafe.
"I can't believe you had this much stuff for what was supposed to be a weekend wedding trip," he said as he continued to grab a bag.
"Well, it's a good thing I did pack. If we hadn't, we would have missed the trip your dad planned for us," she said as her and Paige turned and walked towards the car.
He grabbed the last bag, and went to follow them, "I doubt that."
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Jamal sat at the entrance to the diner, "I'm not going to chase her anymore. When she's finished being a canine, she'll come back and then we'll talk." As he finished he heard a noise coming from the side of the diner, "Didn't take you as long as I had imagined," he said, thinking it was her. A wolf appeared though-its fur almost black, and it's eyes seeming more dangerous than Imani was as a wolf. He jumped up, and went inside, closing the door behind him so that the new wolf wouldn't come in and have him for dinner.
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Reese looked again at the piece of paper in front of her, "103 Gresham Street-Apartment 5C. Well, this is it," she said walking in, and was shocked by the inside of this place. While on the outside the building didn't look upscale, the inside was a different story. An old neighbor had given her the address, and she was ready to see her mother again. Standing in front of the door she tried to talk herself out one more time, but in the end she gave a strong knock. She could hear footsteps, and decided not to run right as the door opened.
"Reese," said her mother as she stood at the door, surprised to see her daughter standing there.
"Aren't you going to let me in, mum?" she said barging her way in the little flat. Even though she had expected it from seeing what the lobby looked like, she was still surprised by the way the flat was decorated. She remembered growing up all those years in close to poverty level, but now here was her mother with what seemed like a three bedroom flat overlooking the Thames. "Would you like to explain to me how you can afford this?" she said turning around and facing her mother again.