"Ring, ring!"
"Hello!" Fox answered his cell phone.
"Mr. Crane we have some news that we thought you might find interesting." The investigator told Fox.
"Really?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Well, what is it?" He asked eagerly.
"We found your girlfriend's cell phone."
"What's so great about that?" Fox asked.
"Mr. Crane we checked her phone records and the last number she recieved a call from not only was right before the accident, but it also didn't show up. It was a blocked number." He informed him.
"So are you saying that you believe foul play was involved?"
"Exactly. This may just be a coincidence, but I highly doubt it, Sir."
"So there is no way in hell you can track that number down right?"
"That's right."
"Damn!" Fox punched the wall in anger.
"There is one guy I know who is probably the best at tracking down numbers and all. I could give him a call for you and see what he can come up with..but he is rather expensive."
"Do you realize that you are talking to a Crane?" Fox asked him truthfully.
"Yes, Sir, but I just wanted to make that clear."
"Money is not a problem. Do whatever you have to."
"Yes, Sir."
"Call me as soon as you find anything else out."
Fox hung up the phone and said, "Gwen, I was already on to you, and this is only making me more suspicous of you."
It took a little over a month for Theresa to fully recover from the birth of her daughter. She was lucky to have Ethan with her while she was sick otherwise her baby would have probably died seeing how Theresa was ill.
"Ethan, I owe you so much for helping me and Little Isabella." Theresa began, but was cut off.
"No, you don't. I did a friend a favor...I don't expect nothing in return."
[i]"Except your love."[/i] He thought selfishly.
"Thank you. I still can't believe how much she's grown over two months." Theresa told Ethan.
Ethan smiled and said, "She's just as pretty as her mama."
Theresa smiled at him and then went back to watching Little Bella.
"I'm very thankful that you are allowing me to stay here." He told her.
"Oh well you're welcome. Anytime you are in Canada you are more than welcomed to stay here."
"Well, thank you, Theresa. You know for once in my life I feel like there is a home for me."
"What do you mean?" She whispered since she was trying to get Little Bella to sleep.
"See My mother died while giving birth to me so I never really knew her." He began to explain to her once they closed the door to where Little Bella was sleeping peacefully.
"What about your father?" She inquired.
Ethan gave a little sarcastic chuckle," My father was an alcoholic. Drinking was his top priority not me or my half sister. He left Samantha and I when I was only 8. I had to grow up so fast, you see Samantha was only 2 and her mother died while giving birth to her as well."
"Oh how awful!" Theresa exclaimed. "What did you do?"
"The only thing I could do. Become an adult at the age of 8. I dropped out of school so I could get a job and raise Samantha."
"You didn't have any relatives that could help you out?" She asked.
Ethan shook his head no, "No, all of mother's relatives were dead and fathe'rs....well father's hated us and thought of us lower than dirt."
"Oh my!" Theresa put her hand over her mouth and exclaimed in horror.
"I got a job at a neighbor's. I basically helped with farming. It wasn't much, but it got us by. Once Samantha got old enough to go to school I was able to start working on a farm of my own." He was interrupted by Theresa just then.
"How did you pay for the house?"
"I didn't....an angel did." He smiled and looked up towar the ceiling as though he was looking at someone. "See right around the time that father took off we recieved a letter in the mail claiming," he paused and smiled once more, "claiming that my father had been killed and that we were left the house along with $500."
Theresa smiled on happily.
"That money was put to good use. Samantha was one of the most popular girl's in town...and one of the prettiest I might say too. She had a good head on her."
"Doesn't she still?" Theresa asked anxiously wanting to know more.
"I don't know." He said too commonplacely.
Theresa got up from where she was sitting and placed her hand on his shoulder, "Where is she now?"
"I...I don't know." He said with a single tear drop falling from his right eye. "You know how I was telling you that she was one of the prettiest girls in town?"
Theresa nodded.
"Well, she had so many men chasing after her that she didn't exactly know which one was the right man for her. She finally chose one man one day and I can tell you I was very disappointed in her for who she picked."
"Why?"
"Because she picked this fellow only for one thing....his money. And as if she didn't already have more than enough!" He threw his hands up in frustration. "Samantha owns half of our company, that's more than enough money for her. That's why I can't figure out why she would marry him for his money then move out west where the gold is being mined. I never thought she'd turn out the way she did, Theresa. Why couldn't she have been more like you?"
"Because Samantha needs to be Samantha while I need to be Theresa. We are our own person, Ethan. Have you ever thought that she may love him?"
"No, no that's not possible!"
"Why not? Is there a rule or law stating that two people have to be a certain way in order to find true love with another? If so then Fox and I wouldn't be allowed to be in love, that's for sure. We are two different people. Have you ever heard that opposites attract?"
"Of course I have, but that only applies with magnics."
Theresa laughed, "Oh Ethan! It applies to much more than that. [i]Much[/i] more."
"Maybe so, but I don't think so in Samantha's case."
"Well you are entitled to your own opinion." She told him.
"I am." He paused, "Theresa, have you ever felt like you should have done something else? You know? Taken maybe path B instead of A?" He inquired.
"Can't say that I have. Why do you ask?" She told him honestly.
"Oh no reason."
"No, come on now. Why did you ask?"
"Because I was just thinking that if I had chosen a different path in life I may have never met you or Fox."
"Or Little Bella!" Theresa laughed whole heartedly.
"Or Little Bella." He added.
"Ethan, honestly I try not to think about what have been because then I would depress myself...anyone would if they thought like that.
[i]'Of all, sad words of tongue or pen,
The saddest are it might have been.'[/i]"
Theresa quoted.
"That's beautiful, and yet very true." He told her.
"I know." She smiled, but it soon faded away.
"You really miss him, don't you?" Ethan could tell it in her eyes.
"Yeah. I hope he's okay. He has to be."
"I'm sure he is." He assured her. "Theresa, do you have any last letters for me to give Fox?"
"What do you mean last letter? Are you going back to the war so soon?"
"I'm afraid so." He said with a regretful heart.
"When?"
"A week from today."
"So soon?"
Ethan nodded his head.
"Well, I'll finish up the letter I began last night and I'll see how many more I can get done before you leave. Must you really go?"
"As much as I'd love to stay, I can't. I have a duty to my country and I musn't let my country down."
"You're a good man, Ethan. A very good man. I'm surprised you aren't married to a beautiful young lady. But I guess your time will come soon." She smiled before going into the kitchen to make dinner.
Ethan stayed up that night alone in his room writing about how he would miss Theresa so much once he left.
[i]"I haven't known her that long, only a few months, but still....I feel as though I am somehow connected to her. I know it sounds silly, but I am. I just know down deep inside my heart that I will be with her one day. Then Little Bella, her, I, and our very own chiildren can be one big happy family.Yes, I know it's only a dream, but dreams do come true. Besides why else would fate bring me here? Why would fate have me deliver Little Bella? Fate wouldn't be so cruel as to do allow me to fall in love with Theresa then just forget all about her. No, fate has been a wonderful friend to me and I have no doubt in my mind that it will continue to bring me nothing but happiness. I can't help but wait for the day until I can wrap my arms around her and gently kiss her delicate lips. That will be the happiest day of my life, indeed it will be. I'm not sure how I will survive without her until the day that she is mine, but I know that I'll do anything just to survive. The reward will be more than worth all the pain and heart ach. Even if I can't be with her until the very last day of my life, so be it. At least I will be able to proudly say that for a day she was just mine. Not Fox's, just mine. Ah what a day that will be!
Ethan"[/i]
Spoilers*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It's a week later!
Theresa discovers Ethan's writing!
Fox meets with the expert!
Fox recieves wonderful news!
Much feedback is appreciated!!!
~Mandi~
"Hello!" Fox answered his cell phone.
"Mr. Crane we have some news that we thought you might find interesting." The investigator told Fox.
"Really?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Well, what is it?" He asked eagerly.
"We found your girlfriend's cell phone."
"What's so great about that?" Fox asked.
"Mr. Crane we checked her phone records and the last number she recieved a call from not only was right before the accident, but it also didn't show up. It was a blocked number." He informed him.
"So are you saying that you believe foul play was involved?"
"Exactly. This may just be a coincidence, but I highly doubt it, Sir."
"So there is no way in hell you can track that number down right?"
"That's right."
"Damn!" Fox punched the wall in anger.
"There is one guy I know who is probably the best at tracking down numbers and all. I could give him a call for you and see what he can come up with..but he is rather expensive."
"Do you realize that you are talking to a Crane?" Fox asked him truthfully.
"Yes, Sir, but I just wanted to make that clear."
"Money is not a problem. Do whatever you have to."
"Yes, Sir."
"Call me as soon as you find anything else out."
Fox hung up the phone and said, "Gwen, I was already on to you, and this is only making me more suspicous of you."
It took a little over a month for Theresa to fully recover from the birth of her daughter. She was lucky to have Ethan with her while she was sick otherwise her baby would have probably died seeing how Theresa was ill.
"Ethan, I owe you so much for helping me and Little Isabella." Theresa began, but was cut off.
"No, you don't. I did a friend a favor...I don't expect nothing in return."
[i]"Except your love."[/i] He thought selfishly.
"Thank you. I still can't believe how much she's grown over two months." Theresa told Ethan.
Ethan smiled and said, "She's just as pretty as her mama."
Theresa smiled at him and then went back to watching Little Bella.
"I'm very thankful that you are allowing me to stay here." He told her.
"Oh well you're welcome. Anytime you are in Canada you are more than welcomed to stay here."
"Well, thank you, Theresa. You know for once in my life I feel like there is a home for me."
"What do you mean?" She whispered since she was trying to get Little Bella to sleep.
"See My mother died while giving birth to me so I never really knew her." He began to explain to her once they closed the door to where Little Bella was sleeping peacefully.
"What about your father?" She inquired.
Ethan gave a little sarcastic chuckle," My father was an alcoholic. Drinking was his top priority not me or my half sister. He left Samantha and I when I was only 8. I had to grow up so fast, you see Samantha was only 2 and her mother died while giving birth to her as well."
"Oh how awful!" Theresa exclaimed. "What did you do?"
"The only thing I could do. Become an adult at the age of 8. I dropped out of school so I could get a job and raise Samantha."
"You didn't have any relatives that could help you out?" She asked.
Ethan shook his head no, "No, all of mother's relatives were dead and fathe'rs....well father's hated us and thought of us lower than dirt."
"Oh my!" Theresa put her hand over her mouth and exclaimed in horror.
"I got a job at a neighbor's. I basically helped with farming. It wasn't much, but it got us by. Once Samantha got old enough to go to school I was able to start working on a farm of my own." He was interrupted by Theresa just then.
"How did you pay for the house?"
"I didn't....an angel did." He smiled and looked up towar the ceiling as though he was looking at someone. "See right around the time that father took off we recieved a letter in the mail claiming," he paused and smiled once more, "claiming that my father had been killed and that we were left the house along with $500."
Theresa smiled on happily.
"That money was put to good use. Samantha was one of the most popular girl's in town...and one of the prettiest I might say too. She had a good head on her."
"Doesn't she still?" Theresa asked anxiously wanting to know more.
"I don't know." He said too commonplacely.
Theresa got up from where she was sitting and placed her hand on his shoulder, "Where is she now?"
"I...I don't know." He said with a single tear drop falling from his right eye. "You know how I was telling you that she was one of the prettiest girls in town?"
Theresa nodded.
"Well, she had so many men chasing after her that she didn't exactly know which one was the right man for her. She finally chose one man one day and I can tell you I was very disappointed in her for who she picked."
"Why?"
"Because she picked this fellow only for one thing....his money. And as if she didn't already have more than enough!" He threw his hands up in frustration. "Samantha owns half of our company, that's more than enough money for her. That's why I can't figure out why she would marry him for his money then move out west where the gold is being mined. I never thought she'd turn out the way she did, Theresa. Why couldn't she have been more like you?"
"Because Samantha needs to be Samantha while I need to be Theresa. We are our own person, Ethan. Have you ever thought that she may love him?"
"No, no that's not possible!"
"Why not? Is there a rule or law stating that two people have to be a certain way in order to find true love with another? If so then Fox and I wouldn't be allowed to be in love, that's for sure. We are two different people. Have you ever heard that opposites attract?"
"Of course I have, but that only applies with magnics."
Theresa laughed, "Oh Ethan! It applies to much more than that. [i]Much[/i] more."
"Maybe so, but I don't think so in Samantha's case."
"Well you are entitled to your own opinion." She told him.
"I am." He paused, "Theresa, have you ever felt like you should have done something else? You know? Taken maybe path B instead of A?" He inquired.
"Can't say that I have. Why do you ask?" She told him honestly.
"Oh no reason."
"No, come on now. Why did you ask?"
"Because I was just thinking that if I had chosen a different path in life I may have never met you or Fox."
"Or Little Bella!" Theresa laughed whole heartedly.
"Or Little Bella." He added.
"Ethan, honestly I try not to think about what have been because then I would depress myself...anyone would if they thought like that.
[i]'Of all, sad words of tongue or pen,
The saddest are it might have been.'[/i]"
Theresa quoted.
"That's beautiful, and yet very true." He told her.
"I know." She smiled, but it soon faded away.
"You really miss him, don't you?" Ethan could tell it in her eyes.
"Yeah. I hope he's okay. He has to be."
"I'm sure he is." He assured her. "Theresa, do you have any last letters for me to give Fox?"
"What do you mean last letter? Are you going back to the war so soon?"
"I'm afraid so." He said with a regretful heart.
"When?"
"A week from today."
"So soon?"
Ethan nodded his head.
"Well, I'll finish up the letter I began last night and I'll see how many more I can get done before you leave. Must you really go?"
"As much as I'd love to stay, I can't. I have a duty to my country and I musn't let my country down."
"You're a good man, Ethan. A very good man. I'm surprised you aren't married to a beautiful young lady. But I guess your time will come soon." She smiled before going into the kitchen to make dinner.
Ethan stayed up that night alone in his room writing about how he would miss Theresa so much once he left.
[i]"I haven't known her that long, only a few months, but still....I feel as though I am somehow connected to her. I know it sounds silly, but I am. I just know down deep inside my heart that I will be with her one day. Then Little Bella, her, I, and our very own chiildren can be one big happy family.Yes, I know it's only a dream, but dreams do come true. Besides why else would fate bring me here? Why would fate have me deliver Little Bella? Fate wouldn't be so cruel as to do allow me to fall in love with Theresa then just forget all about her. No, fate has been a wonderful friend to me and I have no doubt in my mind that it will continue to bring me nothing but happiness. I can't help but wait for the day until I can wrap my arms around her and gently kiss her delicate lips. That will be the happiest day of my life, indeed it will be. I'm not sure how I will survive without her until the day that she is mine, but I know that I'll do anything just to survive. The reward will be more than worth all the pain and heart ach. Even if I can't be with her until the very last day of my life, so be it. At least I will be able to proudly say that for a day she was just mine. Not Fox's, just mine. Ah what a day that will be!
Ethan"[/i]
Spoilers*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It's a week later!
Theresa discovers Ethan's writing!
Fox meets with the expert!
Fox recieves wonderful news!
Much feedback is appreciated!!!
~Mandi~
