Disclaimer: see previous chapters... Except Billy. He's mine.
Oh, and I got all of the reviews! Thank you so much for taking the time to read my little fic!
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*** "Surprise!" She stumbled backwards into Carey at the onslaught of noise and light. A surprise, welcome home party. They all knew she was coming home. She tilted her head up and looked at the goofy grin on Carey's face. The sneak. Her mother rushed over to her and wrapped her in a hug. "Welcome home, baby. Oh, how we've missed you!" She was then enfolded, as well as her mother, in the strong arms of her brother, Jack. All of the old feelings came rushing back. It was good to be home.
"Uh, hello there, ah Fiona." She peeked her head out from around her brother's arms and smiled at her step-father. "Hi Tad. It's been too long." It hurt, but she made a gesture and included him in the family circle, clinging to what Carey had said. 'You'll just be able to make new ones.' The family split apart and Fi took in the rest of the crowd. Papa Bear was there, a big old grin and lollypop high-lighting his face. Kamilah and her Aunt Effy were all smiles in the corner and Fi's own Aunts Rachel and Melinda and cousins were sitting on the couch. She turned around and took in more friends and family. And then a familiar face stepped out from the shadows. "Billy," she breathed, holding out her arms for a hug. He hurried over to her and lifted her off of her feet, spinning her around in a fit of giggles. "I haven't seen you in ages. Billy, how did you ever get out of Seattle to come see me?" "Oh, you know my ways."
Kissing her on the cheek, he placed her back down on her feet and grasped her hands in his. "I've missed you, dovey. Something terrible." "Me too. Oh, but we're here, together, and all my friend's and family are here and I couldn't be happier." Billy swung her arms back and forth and a soft frown developed on his handsome face.
He held up her left hand between them. "Your ring? Where is it?" "oh, is that why you came? To see if I was wearing my ring?" "Well, you know. I had to make sure you stay faithful." She smiled slyly and pulled a ring out of her pocket then placed it on her finger. "Happy?" "Ecstatic!" He laughed, picking her up in a hug again.
***She was married. Carey felt like he was going to be sick. He didn't remember asking anyone from Seattle to her party besides her aunt. Of course. Her aunt would have known Billy and brought him along. The guy fit Fi like a puzzle piece that didn't complete the picture. The knobs and spaces just wouldn't slide together no matter how much you tried to force them. Carey was Fi's perfect fit.
"How on earth did you guys get this together?" She asked after the guy put her down. Carey felt his cheeks flush as everyone pointed to him. "Okay, so I called your manager to know when you were getting in. And contacted all these fine people to come see you. And arranged to come get you. But it was nothing." Now he felt like the perfect fool as he plastered a fake smile on his face. He watched Fi get swarmed by more people and he easily slipped out of the limelight. Walking out to the back porch, he left the dull hum of people talking inside. He felt like his head was going to explode.
Maybe if he had said something in his emails, told her how much he loved her, they could have at least gone out once. But he might have lost her as one of his best friends. That would have been worse than finding out she was married. No, he thought to himself, if Fi and I had ever dated, we would be the married couple in there. His heart ached at the mere thought as he heard Fi laugh inside. "That's not you! Stop putting on a front for everyone," he yelled to no one but himself. He was the one putting up the front. He was purely kidding himself to think he knew her. "Who are you talking to, bro?" Carey turned to face his little brother. "Myself again." "Nah, man. I think you were talking to her again. Are you ever gonna tell her? I think she'd want to know." "Yeah? How would you like me to tell her? Before or after she's done hanging all over her husband's neck?" "Husband? Who do you mean? Bill? He's—." "He seems like a real nice guy and all but I don't think he'd be too understanding if I did that. And, did you see Fi? She was in complete bliss." "Carey, she's not--." "Not what? Happy? Did you see her?" "Carey! Shut up a minute, bro! What I've been trying to say is that she's not married to Bill. He was her bodyguard in Seattle. Someone was stalking Fi and the record company set her up with Bill. That ring's probably just a friendship ring or something. Oh! You know what would be cool? If it was, like, a tracking devise or something. You know, like, it has some secret button she can push and a thousand guys would swarm up and fight the bad guys off."
Carey didn't know if he wanted to rush in and hug her, telling her how much he loved her, or throw-up knowing that her life had been in such great danger. He chose, instead, to lean against the railing for fear his legs wouldn't support him anymore. She wasn't married!
~~~~~ Was Tad Raxall too much of a stretch? I don't know, he just seemed right for Molly. He helped her move on.
I hope Carey's brother doesn't seem too immature. I realize it's five years later but I just don't see him shaking his 'surfer boy' ways. Please review!
Oh, and I got all of the reviews! Thank you so much for taking the time to read my little fic!
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*** "Surprise!" She stumbled backwards into Carey at the onslaught of noise and light. A surprise, welcome home party. They all knew she was coming home. She tilted her head up and looked at the goofy grin on Carey's face. The sneak. Her mother rushed over to her and wrapped her in a hug. "Welcome home, baby. Oh, how we've missed you!" She was then enfolded, as well as her mother, in the strong arms of her brother, Jack. All of the old feelings came rushing back. It was good to be home.
"Uh, hello there, ah Fiona." She peeked her head out from around her brother's arms and smiled at her step-father. "Hi Tad. It's been too long." It hurt, but she made a gesture and included him in the family circle, clinging to what Carey had said. 'You'll just be able to make new ones.' The family split apart and Fi took in the rest of the crowd. Papa Bear was there, a big old grin and lollypop high-lighting his face. Kamilah and her Aunt Effy were all smiles in the corner and Fi's own Aunts Rachel and Melinda and cousins were sitting on the couch. She turned around and took in more friends and family. And then a familiar face stepped out from the shadows. "Billy," she breathed, holding out her arms for a hug. He hurried over to her and lifted her off of her feet, spinning her around in a fit of giggles. "I haven't seen you in ages. Billy, how did you ever get out of Seattle to come see me?" "Oh, you know my ways."
Kissing her on the cheek, he placed her back down on her feet and grasped her hands in his. "I've missed you, dovey. Something terrible." "Me too. Oh, but we're here, together, and all my friend's and family are here and I couldn't be happier." Billy swung her arms back and forth and a soft frown developed on his handsome face.
He held up her left hand between them. "Your ring? Where is it?" "oh, is that why you came? To see if I was wearing my ring?" "Well, you know. I had to make sure you stay faithful." She smiled slyly and pulled a ring out of her pocket then placed it on her finger. "Happy?" "Ecstatic!" He laughed, picking her up in a hug again.
***She was married. Carey felt like he was going to be sick. He didn't remember asking anyone from Seattle to her party besides her aunt. Of course. Her aunt would have known Billy and brought him along. The guy fit Fi like a puzzle piece that didn't complete the picture. The knobs and spaces just wouldn't slide together no matter how much you tried to force them. Carey was Fi's perfect fit.
"How on earth did you guys get this together?" She asked after the guy put her down. Carey felt his cheeks flush as everyone pointed to him. "Okay, so I called your manager to know when you were getting in. And contacted all these fine people to come see you. And arranged to come get you. But it was nothing." Now he felt like the perfect fool as he plastered a fake smile on his face. He watched Fi get swarmed by more people and he easily slipped out of the limelight. Walking out to the back porch, he left the dull hum of people talking inside. He felt like his head was going to explode.
Maybe if he had said something in his emails, told her how much he loved her, they could have at least gone out once. But he might have lost her as one of his best friends. That would have been worse than finding out she was married. No, he thought to himself, if Fi and I had ever dated, we would be the married couple in there. His heart ached at the mere thought as he heard Fi laugh inside. "That's not you! Stop putting on a front for everyone," he yelled to no one but himself. He was the one putting up the front. He was purely kidding himself to think he knew her. "Who are you talking to, bro?" Carey turned to face his little brother. "Myself again." "Nah, man. I think you were talking to her again. Are you ever gonna tell her? I think she'd want to know." "Yeah? How would you like me to tell her? Before or after she's done hanging all over her husband's neck?" "Husband? Who do you mean? Bill? He's—." "He seems like a real nice guy and all but I don't think he'd be too understanding if I did that. And, did you see Fi? She was in complete bliss." "Carey, she's not--." "Not what? Happy? Did you see her?" "Carey! Shut up a minute, bro! What I've been trying to say is that she's not married to Bill. He was her bodyguard in Seattle. Someone was stalking Fi and the record company set her up with Bill. That ring's probably just a friendship ring or something. Oh! You know what would be cool? If it was, like, a tracking devise or something. You know, like, it has some secret button she can push and a thousand guys would swarm up and fight the bad guys off."
Carey didn't know if he wanted to rush in and hug her, telling her how much he loved her, or throw-up knowing that her life had been in such great danger. He chose, instead, to lean against the railing for fear his legs wouldn't support him anymore. She wasn't married!
~~~~~ Was Tad Raxall too much of a stretch? I don't know, he just seemed right for Molly. He helped her move on.
I hope Carey's brother doesn't seem too immature. I realize it's five years later but I just don't see him shaking his 'surfer boy' ways. Please review!