Chapter Thirty One
:: Bonnie's Funeral ::
It had been two weeks since Bonnie had died and after many arrangements and preparations, the funeral was finally happening. Elliot had been living with Jack and Karen even though the government had threatened to place him in a foster home. Jack didn't think that was at all fair since he was the biological father and he had decided to go to court. The court date was a month away and he was extremely anxious. "Jackie, do you want to say something?" Karen asked, interrupting his thoughts. "Sure," he answered, as he placed a pink rose on the casket. "I didn't know Bonnie very well but from the five times I talked to her, she was truly an angel. She always made me laugh and I know for a fact she was a great mother. She will be missed," he said softly. He stepped back and hugged Elliot. "It's okay, she's in a better place," he told his son, as Karen sighed. "Can we get out of here?" she asked impatiently. "Karen!" Jack snapped, giving her an angry look. "What? We've been here for three hours," she said. "Go back to the limo," he ordered, as she pouted. She turned on her heel and obeyed him. "Are you ready to go?" Jack asked the young boy softly. Elliot looked at the casket that was being lowered and nodded. "I guess so, but I will be able to visit her whenever I want, right?" he asked, as Jack smiled. "Of course," he answered, laying a supportive hand on his son's shoulder as they started walking toward the limo that was awaiting them.
"I want that and that and that and that," Grace said, pointing out desserts. "You know, I know of feel bad that we didn't go to the funeral," Will said, ignoring her comment. "I know, but we didn't even know her and I'm sure Jack is consoling Elliot," Grace replied. "I can't believe Jack is going to try and get custody of Elliot. He can't even take care of himself let alone a twelve year old boy," Will said, shaking his head. "I know, but he is after all Elliot's real father. It's better than a foster home," Grace replied, then started laughing. "What's so funny?" Will asked. "Can you imagine Karen as a motherly figure?" she asked back. "Jack is already the motherly figure, but still, the thought of Karen as a mother...That is hilarious," he answered, as he burst into laughter as well. Once the laughter died down, Grace put on a serious look. "Do you think Jack and Karen will last?" she asked, as Will sighed. "I don't know, but for Jack's sake, I hope they do," he answered.
When Jack, Karen and Elliot returned home, the first thing they did was walk into the kitchen to have lunch. "I made sandwiches," Rosario informed them. "Thanks Rosie," Jack said, as they sat down to eat.
Half an hour later, Elliot had excused himself to go to his bedroom while Karen and Jack went to their own. "How do you think he's doing?" Jack asked, concern flowing through his voice. "Oh honey...He'll be fine," Karen answered, as she took off her earrings. Jack sat on the bed and sighed. "This must be so awful for him. I wish there was something I could do," he said, as Karen sat behind him on the bed. "Poodle, don't think about it so much. Just relax," she replied, as she began massaging his shoulders. He closed his eyes when he felt her mouth on his neck. "Are you still mad at me because I wanted to leave during the funeral?" she asked, as she let one hand travel down to the first button on his dress shirt. "I never was mad at you," he whispered, as she snaked her legs around and straddled him. "Oh honey, I love you," she said, giving him a long kiss. He helped her unbutton his shirt and smiled devilishly when she pushed him down and softly trailed her finger down his chest. "Don't tease me, Mrs. Walker," he said smiling, as she bit his stomach. "Don't call me that," she replied, as the door swung open. "Can I stay with..." Elliot started, but shut his mouth quickly when he saw them. "Don't you knock?" Karen asked sourly, as she got off of Jack. "Umm...Sorry?" Elliot asked, confused at the picture that had just been in front of him. "Hi there son," Jack said nervously. "What's going on?" Elliot asked suspiciously. "This is something that I haven't told you yet and I was- - -We're having sex," Karen interrupted. "What?" Elliot asked, his eyes widening. "Jack and I are together," Karen explained cheerily, as she walked into the bathroom. "But I thought you were gay...I mean look at you, I don't see any straightness," Elliot said. "I am, well I was, I don't really know, but the only thing that I do know is that I'm in love with Karen," Jack replied honestly. "Her?" Elliot asked surprised. "I know you two don't get along, but there is a good side to her," Jack answered reassuringly. "I'd like to see that," Elliot remarked, as Jack smiled. "Now what did you come in here for?" he asked. "I wanted to know if I could stay in here and talk to you for awhile. I'm kind of lonely," Elliot admitted. "Of course you can," Jack said, as he buttoned his shirt back up. "Do you want to listen to music? I have Bette, Barbara, Cher and so many more!" he exclaimed. He noticed Elliot's blank stare and he threw his arms up. "Well then what?" he asked. "Umm, I just want to talk," Elliot answered. "That's fine. Let's go into another room so Karen can have her privacy," Jack said, as he walked into the closet. He came back out with huge fuzzy pink slippers on his feet. "Oh my God," Elliot said, as Jack gave him a confused look. "What?" he asked. Elliot simply shook his head and walked out of the room.
They walked downstairs and both covered their ears when they heard Rosario yelling. "Miss Karen, Miss Gin is here!" she yelled. "God Rosie, not so loud," Jack complained, as she ignored his comment and walked into the kitchen. "Hey Jack," Carter greeted. "Hey, how have you been?" he asked, as she shrugged. "Same old, same old. Is this Elliot?" she asked back, looking at the boy. "Yes. Elliot this is Carter, Karen's sister," Jack said, as Elliot extended out his hand. "Nice to meet you," he said, as she smiled. "Same to you," she replied. She kissed Jack's cheek and then walked up the stairs to see Karen.
:: Bonnie's Funeral ::
It had been two weeks since Bonnie had died and after many arrangements and preparations, the funeral was finally happening. Elliot had been living with Jack and Karen even though the government had threatened to place him in a foster home. Jack didn't think that was at all fair since he was the biological father and he had decided to go to court. The court date was a month away and he was extremely anxious. "Jackie, do you want to say something?" Karen asked, interrupting his thoughts. "Sure," he answered, as he placed a pink rose on the casket. "I didn't know Bonnie very well but from the five times I talked to her, she was truly an angel. She always made me laugh and I know for a fact she was a great mother. She will be missed," he said softly. He stepped back and hugged Elliot. "It's okay, she's in a better place," he told his son, as Karen sighed. "Can we get out of here?" she asked impatiently. "Karen!" Jack snapped, giving her an angry look. "What? We've been here for three hours," she said. "Go back to the limo," he ordered, as she pouted. She turned on her heel and obeyed him. "Are you ready to go?" Jack asked the young boy softly. Elliot looked at the casket that was being lowered and nodded. "I guess so, but I will be able to visit her whenever I want, right?" he asked, as Jack smiled. "Of course," he answered, laying a supportive hand on his son's shoulder as they started walking toward the limo that was awaiting them.
"I want that and that and that and that," Grace said, pointing out desserts. "You know, I know of feel bad that we didn't go to the funeral," Will said, ignoring her comment. "I know, but we didn't even know her and I'm sure Jack is consoling Elliot," Grace replied. "I can't believe Jack is going to try and get custody of Elliot. He can't even take care of himself let alone a twelve year old boy," Will said, shaking his head. "I know, but he is after all Elliot's real father. It's better than a foster home," Grace replied, then started laughing. "What's so funny?" Will asked. "Can you imagine Karen as a motherly figure?" she asked back. "Jack is already the motherly figure, but still, the thought of Karen as a mother...That is hilarious," he answered, as he burst into laughter as well. Once the laughter died down, Grace put on a serious look. "Do you think Jack and Karen will last?" she asked, as Will sighed. "I don't know, but for Jack's sake, I hope they do," he answered.
When Jack, Karen and Elliot returned home, the first thing they did was walk into the kitchen to have lunch. "I made sandwiches," Rosario informed them. "Thanks Rosie," Jack said, as they sat down to eat.
Half an hour later, Elliot had excused himself to go to his bedroom while Karen and Jack went to their own. "How do you think he's doing?" Jack asked, concern flowing through his voice. "Oh honey...He'll be fine," Karen answered, as she took off her earrings. Jack sat on the bed and sighed. "This must be so awful for him. I wish there was something I could do," he said, as Karen sat behind him on the bed. "Poodle, don't think about it so much. Just relax," she replied, as she began massaging his shoulders. He closed his eyes when he felt her mouth on his neck. "Are you still mad at me because I wanted to leave during the funeral?" she asked, as she let one hand travel down to the first button on his dress shirt. "I never was mad at you," he whispered, as she snaked her legs around and straddled him. "Oh honey, I love you," she said, giving him a long kiss. He helped her unbutton his shirt and smiled devilishly when she pushed him down and softly trailed her finger down his chest. "Don't tease me, Mrs. Walker," he said smiling, as she bit his stomach. "Don't call me that," she replied, as the door swung open. "Can I stay with..." Elliot started, but shut his mouth quickly when he saw them. "Don't you knock?" Karen asked sourly, as she got off of Jack. "Umm...Sorry?" Elliot asked, confused at the picture that had just been in front of him. "Hi there son," Jack said nervously. "What's going on?" Elliot asked suspiciously. "This is something that I haven't told you yet and I was- - -We're having sex," Karen interrupted. "What?" Elliot asked, his eyes widening. "Jack and I are together," Karen explained cheerily, as she walked into the bathroom. "But I thought you were gay...I mean look at you, I don't see any straightness," Elliot said. "I am, well I was, I don't really know, but the only thing that I do know is that I'm in love with Karen," Jack replied honestly. "Her?" Elliot asked surprised. "I know you two don't get along, but there is a good side to her," Jack answered reassuringly. "I'd like to see that," Elliot remarked, as Jack smiled. "Now what did you come in here for?" he asked. "I wanted to know if I could stay in here and talk to you for awhile. I'm kind of lonely," Elliot admitted. "Of course you can," Jack said, as he buttoned his shirt back up. "Do you want to listen to music? I have Bette, Barbara, Cher and so many more!" he exclaimed. He noticed Elliot's blank stare and he threw his arms up. "Well then what?" he asked. "Umm, I just want to talk," Elliot answered. "That's fine. Let's go into another room so Karen can have her privacy," Jack said, as he walked into the closet. He came back out with huge fuzzy pink slippers on his feet. "Oh my God," Elliot said, as Jack gave him a confused look. "What?" he asked. Elliot simply shook his head and walked out of the room.
They walked downstairs and both covered their ears when they heard Rosario yelling. "Miss Karen, Miss Gin is here!" she yelled. "God Rosie, not so loud," Jack complained, as she ignored his comment and walked into the kitchen. "Hey Jack," Carter greeted. "Hey, how have you been?" he asked, as she shrugged. "Same old, same old. Is this Elliot?" she asked back, looking at the boy. "Yes. Elliot this is Carter, Karen's sister," Jack said, as Elliot extended out his hand. "Nice to meet you," he said, as she smiled. "Same to you," she replied. She kissed Jack's cheek and then walked up the stairs to see Karen.