Baby's Blue Eyes
Chapter 2
By Kiddo
*IN LOVING MEMORY OF JONATHAN BRANDIS*
Disclaimer:
SeaQuest, Lucas Wolenczak, Captain Bridger, Darwin, Lawrence Wolenczak and all the others don't belong to me. I have no rights to them.
A special thanks goes to my beta-reader Jackie and for Sara for her Review. This update is for you Sara. Without your Review I wouldn't post the second chapter. I don't like to do the hard work of transleting when nobody reads it. And it's seems like you are the only one who is interested in this story. Thanks for this!
Feedback is always welcome.
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Bridger and the others were as surprised as the boy himself. Nobody had expected anything like this.
Lucas's thoughts were only focused on the letter. It couldn't be true. Where had this letter come from? "Excuse me." He stood up and left the mess hall, and the whole way back to his cabin, he looked only at the letter. He nearly crashed into people a few times, but whoever it was always stepped out of his way at the last second.
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A few seconds later, Captain Bridger stood up too. "I'll go and look after him."
But Dr. Westphalen held him back by his arm. "I think it's better if you leave him alone. I think if you were to suddenly get a letter from Carol, you would also prefer to be by yourself."
Nathan sat down again. "You're probably right. It is just - I have this strange feeling about this and I'm worried about him!"
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The blond teenager was sitting alone in his cabin on his bed. He just stared at the letter. He was afraid to open it. What would be inside?
Ten minutes later, he opened the later carefully.
~*~
To my beloved son Lucas
Dear Lucas,
When you get this letter, I will already be dead and I hope with
all my heart that you are alright. I gave this letter to my lawyer
and told him to send it to you on your 16 birthday.
16 years... you are nearly grown up.
Maybe you have already finished college or you are very close to finishing.
You were always such an intelligent child. You were my little genius.
I would love to see you and take you in my arms right now.
I'm sure that you are wondering about this letter. I am writing to you,
because there is something important that I have to tell you.
I could never tell you this before because I thought you were too young
for things like that. But I want you to know this and I'm afraid that
Lawrence won't tell you.
I hope that you and Lawrence got along better after my death, and that
the gap between you hasn't become bigger. What I want to tell you in this
letter isn't so easy... Lawrence isn't your real father.
Years ago, I slept with another man. He was also married, like me.
I had been so unhappy and disappointed with my life. This man felt
almost the same way. He had just lost someone close to him and we
both comforted each other. We had met at a conference, and after
that, we never saw each other again.
I never told him about you because I didn't want to destroy his marriage.
And I was very selfish... I wanted you for myself and I didn't want to
share you with him.
Now I think differently about this. I wish I had done things differently.
You and your biological father would have liked each other very much.
You are so much alike that I hope you can forgive me one day
and have the chance to meet him.
Ask Lawrence about your real father. He knows his name. And I'm sure he
will tell you, if you ask. I don't want to write it in this letter.
So you see, Lawrence knew about the whole thing. I offered him a divorce,
but he didn't want it. He didn't want a big, public scandal, you know how
he is about things like that. And therefore, he took you as his own son
and nobody knew the truth.
Please forgive me, that I couldn't tell you this myself, but you were too
young
for the truth and I was afraid that you wouldn't understand it and hate me.
Please for give me.
And I'm proud to have known you and I'm proud that you were mine!
Always be yourself, because you are beautiful!
I love you forever
Mum
~*~ Lucas sat there, frozen, tears running down his face. He hadn't expected anything like this. What should he do now? How should he react?
No, he couldn't hate his mom. She had been right, he couldn't have understood this when he was ten years old. He didn't even know if he could understand it now. His father was not his real father.
His whole life he had been living a lie!
Was this the reason? Was this why he had this bad connection with his father?
Lucas stood up and went to the little bathroom that was attached to his room. He splashed his face with some cold water; he wouldn't face the captain with a teary face.
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Some time later, the blue-eyed teenager knocked at Bridger's cabin door.
"Come in!" sounded the friendly voice of the captain.
"Captain? Can I speak to you for a few minutes? Please?"
Nathan Bridger nodded and gestured to an empty chair. "Of course Lucas, take a seat please." Nathan realized that there was something going on with the boy. "How can I help you?"
Lucas sat down on the chair and looked uncertainly at the Captain. " I. I wanted to ask if I could leave for a few days. There is something important that I have to take care of."
Captain Bridger looked the teenager in his eyes; he could see the importance of this question in his eyes. Lucas's eyes always told him so much. He could always see how the teenager feeling, just by looking into them. "Is it about the letter?"
The boy only nodded.
"Okay... you can leave for a few days. But you have to call me from time to time. So that I don't need to worry, alright?"
Lucas nodded again.
"Okay, we have a deal. If you want you can take the Stinger. When do you want to leave?"
"If it's alright with you, I want to leave tomorrow morning."
Nathan nodded. "No problem. You know, if you need someone to talk, I'm always there for you."
Lucas gave a small smile. "I know. Thanks. I think I'll go pack my bag now."
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To Be Continuied...
Written 2002 / Translated 2004
Chapter 2
By Kiddo
*IN LOVING MEMORY OF JONATHAN BRANDIS*
Disclaimer:
SeaQuest, Lucas Wolenczak, Captain Bridger, Darwin, Lawrence Wolenczak and all the others don't belong to me. I have no rights to them.
A special thanks goes to my beta-reader Jackie and for Sara for her Review. This update is for you Sara. Without your Review I wouldn't post the second chapter. I don't like to do the hard work of transleting when nobody reads it. And it's seems like you are the only one who is interested in this story. Thanks for this!
Feedback is always welcome.
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Bridger and the others were as surprised as the boy himself. Nobody had expected anything like this.
Lucas's thoughts were only focused on the letter. It couldn't be true. Where had this letter come from? "Excuse me." He stood up and left the mess hall, and the whole way back to his cabin, he looked only at the letter. He nearly crashed into people a few times, but whoever it was always stepped out of his way at the last second.
*************
A few seconds later, Captain Bridger stood up too. "I'll go and look after him."
But Dr. Westphalen held him back by his arm. "I think it's better if you leave him alone. I think if you were to suddenly get a letter from Carol, you would also prefer to be by yourself."
Nathan sat down again. "You're probably right. It is just - I have this strange feeling about this and I'm worried about him!"
*************
The blond teenager was sitting alone in his cabin on his bed. He just stared at the letter. He was afraid to open it. What would be inside?
Ten minutes later, he opened the later carefully.
~*~
To my beloved son Lucas
Dear Lucas,
When you get this letter, I will already be dead and I hope with
all my heart that you are alright. I gave this letter to my lawyer
and told him to send it to you on your 16 birthday.
16 years... you are nearly grown up.
Maybe you have already finished college or you are very close to finishing.
You were always such an intelligent child. You were my little genius.
I would love to see you and take you in my arms right now.
I'm sure that you are wondering about this letter. I am writing to you,
because there is something important that I have to tell you.
I could never tell you this before because I thought you were too young
for things like that. But I want you to know this and I'm afraid that
Lawrence won't tell you.
I hope that you and Lawrence got along better after my death, and that
the gap between you hasn't become bigger. What I want to tell you in this
letter isn't so easy... Lawrence isn't your real father.
Years ago, I slept with another man. He was also married, like me.
I had been so unhappy and disappointed with my life. This man felt
almost the same way. He had just lost someone close to him and we
both comforted each other. We had met at a conference, and after
that, we never saw each other again.
I never told him about you because I didn't want to destroy his marriage.
And I was very selfish... I wanted you for myself and I didn't want to
share you with him.
Now I think differently about this. I wish I had done things differently.
You and your biological father would have liked each other very much.
You are so much alike that I hope you can forgive me one day
and have the chance to meet him.
Ask Lawrence about your real father. He knows his name. And I'm sure he
will tell you, if you ask. I don't want to write it in this letter.
So you see, Lawrence knew about the whole thing. I offered him a divorce,
but he didn't want it. He didn't want a big, public scandal, you know how
he is about things like that. And therefore, he took you as his own son
and nobody knew the truth.
Please forgive me, that I couldn't tell you this myself, but you were too
young
for the truth and I was afraid that you wouldn't understand it and hate me.
Please for give me.
And I'm proud to have known you and I'm proud that you were mine!
Always be yourself, because you are beautiful!
I love you forever
Mum
~*~ Lucas sat there, frozen, tears running down his face. He hadn't expected anything like this. What should he do now? How should he react?
No, he couldn't hate his mom. She had been right, he couldn't have understood this when he was ten years old. He didn't even know if he could understand it now. His father was not his real father.
His whole life he had been living a lie!
Was this the reason? Was this why he had this bad connection with his father?
Lucas stood up and went to the little bathroom that was attached to his room. He splashed his face with some cold water; he wouldn't face the captain with a teary face.
**************
Some time later, the blue-eyed teenager knocked at Bridger's cabin door.
"Come in!" sounded the friendly voice of the captain.
"Captain? Can I speak to you for a few minutes? Please?"
Nathan Bridger nodded and gestured to an empty chair. "Of course Lucas, take a seat please." Nathan realized that there was something going on with the boy. "How can I help you?"
Lucas sat down on the chair and looked uncertainly at the Captain. " I. I wanted to ask if I could leave for a few days. There is something important that I have to take care of."
Captain Bridger looked the teenager in his eyes; he could see the importance of this question in his eyes. Lucas's eyes always told him so much. He could always see how the teenager feeling, just by looking into them. "Is it about the letter?"
The boy only nodded.
"Okay... you can leave for a few days. But you have to call me from time to time. So that I don't need to worry, alright?"
Lucas nodded again.
"Okay, we have a deal. If you want you can take the Stinger. When do you want to leave?"
"If it's alright with you, I want to leave tomorrow morning."
Nathan nodded. "No problem. You know, if you need someone to talk, I'm always there for you."
Lucas gave a small smile. "I know. Thanks. I think I'll go pack my bag now."
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To Be Continuied...
Written 2002 / Translated 2004