Disclaimer: Even though ABC/Disney wishes to sweep any and all PC related
things under the rug and act like it never existed-they still own PC.and
that's just plain sad.
A/N: Glad everyone likes it so far. I'm taking a peek at the next chapter, and what do I see? All Rali! So ya'll just force yourself to read this, and I promise you the next chapter will be worth it. Until then my fellow Aw-ians (and non Aw-ians also), Enjoy!
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"Are you going to answer me or are you going to stand there?" she said, getting angrier and more suspicious of her mother with every second she stood there silent.
"Reese, you've grown into such a beautiful woman," she said, as she reached out to touch her daughter's face.
Reese snatched her mother's hand away from her before she had a chance though. She looked over onto the entry way table and saw a picture of her mother and a male. They looked happy, almost as if for once in her mother's life she was in love, "Is this him?" she asked as she picked it up and studied it. He had blue eyes which reminded her of someone, but she didn't know. She looked back at her mom, who still wouldn't say a word to her. "Who is he?"
"His name is Malcolm," she said as she took the picture out of her hands and led the way to the living room.
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He stood there behind her on the deck of the boat. At the last minute they had decided to go on a two and a half hour dinner cruise at sunset. She had at first complained that she didn't have anything to wear, but had found an off-white dress, and pink sweater to go over it, and he couldn't keep his eyes off her.
"Isn't it beautiful?" she said, watching the sunset.
"It's gorgeous," he said, still looking at her, and not realizing what she was talking about. He moved closer to her, placing his hands on each side of her and pining herself between him and the railing. "The sunset isn't bad either," he sighed, kissing her temple. "I want to make a promise right now, Alison."
"About what?" she said, leaning back into him.
"Whenever we have a fight, or are mad each other-let's think back to this moment. The sunset symbolizes the past, and as it leaves us tonight our past flaws also leave us." When he said flaws she shivered, her mind for a second going to what she still hadn't told him. "Are you cold dear?" he said taking his arms and holding her closer to him.
"No, just a shiver-that's all," she said, gulping down the lie. "So as long as our minds can remember this moment and how happy we are then whatever the future brings doesn't matter?"
"Mmm hmmm," he said as she turned around to kiss him.
"Excuse me, I'm with the tour-would you like me to take a picture of you for a small fee?" asked an older man who held a camera in his hand.
"Please do," said Alison. "This is our honeymoon, and we were commenting on how we'll always remember this sunset."
"You two look so happy. My wife and I have been married for forty-three years. I hope you two have that many more years of happiness and then some," he said as he took the picture and gave them a slip to pick up the picture tomorrow.
"Thank you," said Rafe, as they went back to watching the sun set below the water, as it went to grace Port Charles with another day.
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Caleb stood at the overlook trying to decide what to do. He wished there was a way to find out where they were, but he figured that telling them after the honeymoon would be even better. He looked up at the sky, "I heard you last night Rafe. I may not be able to touch you right now, but just you wait. You think your love can withstand anything? Well, can it withstand cheating by not just one party, but by both parties?" he said as a sly grin appeared on his face.
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"So that's all you're going to tell me about him?" said Reese as she sat down, taking note of everything around her. All the memories she had of growing up were usually in a small, two room apartment with paper-thin walls, but now all of a sudden her mother had all this money-and some guy named Malcolm. "Where is he anyways?"
"He's on a business trip in Italy. He'll be back next week, will you still be around? I'd love for you to finally meet him."
"No, I'll probably be leaving in a few days. What is his last name?"
"It's Barring-," she was interrupted by the ringing phone. "I'll be right back, sweetie," she said getting up and leaving the room.
"Bearing?" she said, thinking that was an odd last name.
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Ricky woke up, wondering if the whole night had been a dream. He looked over in the bed and didn't see Casey, "Great, I must have imagined her- AGAIN!" He went to the kitchen, and saw her sitting on the couch. "Hey drummer boy," she said looking back at him and smiling.
"Are you real?" he said standing next to the couch and looking down at her.
"Are you ever going to stop asking that question? Because it's starting to get really old."
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Jamal sat there looking at Medea, "Alright, fine. I'm ready to hear it all."
"Ok, but first," she said getting up and pouring them both a cup of coffee. "This may take awhile. The sheriff you saw, his name is Paul Butler. He was a friend of Imani's father-they worked together, as her father was a cop also. Anyways, Isaac and Paul went out one night after work. Isaac must have completely forgotten what day of the month it was-and after they went drinking they were walking back to the car and Isaac turned into the wolf. Paul was able fend off Isaac and get home."
"So Paul knew that he was a werewolf then? He got away, and he should have known Isaac didn't want to attack him-right? I know how that feeling is- you don't want to hurt people you care about, but that something inside you makes you attack."
"Exactly. The next day Isaac didn't go to work, he didn't want a confrontation. The problem is that that night there was a murder behind an alley in town. The murder is still unsolved," she said taking a breath.
"But Paul thought he knew who did it."
A/N: Glad everyone likes it so far. I'm taking a peek at the next chapter, and what do I see? All Rali! So ya'll just force yourself to read this, and I promise you the next chapter will be worth it. Until then my fellow Aw-ians (and non Aw-ians also), Enjoy!
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"Are you going to answer me or are you going to stand there?" she said, getting angrier and more suspicious of her mother with every second she stood there silent.
"Reese, you've grown into such a beautiful woman," she said, as she reached out to touch her daughter's face.
Reese snatched her mother's hand away from her before she had a chance though. She looked over onto the entry way table and saw a picture of her mother and a male. They looked happy, almost as if for once in her mother's life she was in love, "Is this him?" she asked as she picked it up and studied it. He had blue eyes which reminded her of someone, but she didn't know. She looked back at her mom, who still wouldn't say a word to her. "Who is he?"
"His name is Malcolm," she said as she took the picture out of her hands and led the way to the living room.
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He stood there behind her on the deck of the boat. At the last minute they had decided to go on a two and a half hour dinner cruise at sunset. She had at first complained that she didn't have anything to wear, but had found an off-white dress, and pink sweater to go over it, and he couldn't keep his eyes off her.
"Isn't it beautiful?" she said, watching the sunset.
"It's gorgeous," he said, still looking at her, and not realizing what she was talking about. He moved closer to her, placing his hands on each side of her and pining herself between him and the railing. "The sunset isn't bad either," he sighed, kissing her temple. "I want to make a promise right now, Alison."
"About what?" she said, leaning back into him.
"Whenever we have a fight, or are mad each other-let's think back to this moment. The sunset symbolizes the past, and as it leaves us tonight our past flaws also leave us." When he said flaws she shivered, her mind for a second going to what she still hadn't told him. "Are you cold dear?" he said taking his arms and holding her closer to him.
"No, just a shiver-that's all," she said, gulping down the lie. "So as long as our minds can remember this moment and how happy we are then whatever the future brings doesn't matter?"
"Mmm hmmm," he said as she turned around to kiss him.
"Excuse me, I'm with the tour-would you like me to take a picture of you for a small fee?" asked an older man who held a camera in his hand.
"Please do," said Alison. "This is our honeymoon, and we were commenting on how we'll always remember this sunset."
"You two look so happy. My wife and I have been married for forty-three years. I hope you two have that many more years of happiness and then some," he said as he took the picture and gave them a slip to pick up the picture tomorrow.
"Thank you," said Rafe, as they went back to watching the sun set below the water, as it went to grace Port Charles with another day.
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Caleb stood at the overlook trying to decide what to do. He wished there was a way to find out where they were, but he figured that telling them after the honeymoon would be even better. He looked up at the sky, "I heard you last night Rafe. I may not be able to touch you right now, but just you wait. You think your love can withstand anything? Well, can it withstand cheating by not just one party, but by both parties?" he said as a sly grin appeared on his face.
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"So that's all you're going to tell me about him?" said Reese as she sat down, taking note of everything around her. All the memories she had of growing up were usually in a small, two room apartment with paper-thin walls, but now all of a sudden her mother had all this money-and some guy named Malcolm. "Where is he anyways?"
"He's on a business trip in Italy. He'll be back next week, will you still be around? I'd love for you to finally meet him."
"No, I'll probably be leaving in a few days. What is his last name?"
"It's Barring-," she was interrupted by the ringing phone. "I'll be right back, sweetie," she said getting up and leaving the room.
"Bearing?" she said, thinking that was an odd last name.
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Ricky woke up, wondering if the whole night had been a dream. He looked over in the bed and didn't see Casey, "Great, I must have imagined her- AGAIN!" He went to the kitchen, and saw her sitting on the couch. "Hey drummer boy," she said looking back at him and smiling.
"Are you real?" he said standing next to the couch and looking down at her.
"Are you ever going to stop asking that question? Because it's starting to get really old."
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Jamal sat there looking at Medea, "Alright, fine. I'm ready to hear it all."
"Ok, but first," she said getting up and pouring them both a cup of coffee. "This may take awhile. The sheriff you saw, his name is Paul Butler. He was a friend of Imani's father-they worked together, as her father was a cop also. Anyways, Isaac and Paul went out one night after work. Isaac must have completely forgotten what day of the month it was-and after they went drinking they were walking back to the car and Isaac turned into the wolf. Paul was able fend off Isaac and get home."
"So Paul knew that he was a werewolf then? He got away, and he should have known Isaac didn't want to attack him-right? I know how that feeling is- you don't want to hurt people you care about, but that something inside you makes you attack."
"Exactly. The next day Isaac didn't go to work, he didn't want a confrontation. The problem is that that night there was a murder behind an alley in town. The murder is still unsolved," she said taking a breath.
"But Paul thought he knew who did it."