Chapter 15: Sad but True

Fox placed Teresa in the car and drove them home. Once they arrived he opened the house door and turned on all the lights and went back to the car for Teresa. He opened her door and slung her purse on his shoulder and picked up and carried her into the house. He kicked the front door shut and walked through the living room to the bedroom. He threw her purse onto the chair in the room and placed her softly on the bed. He watched her lay there for a couple of seconds and debated whether he should change her for bed. He wanted to because if she were sober he knew she'd want him to change her for bed, but she wasn't sober so he debated it. After a couple minutes though he decided to change her for bed and tuck her in.

He crawled into bed next to her and turned the lamp off. He kept thinking of what Teresa had said earlier that night:

** Flashback **

Fox walked up to the bartender after what he saw and responded, "Yeah, I know and she's taken." Fox punched him straight in the nose. He grabbed Teresa's arm, "Come on, let's go."

She pulled away from him also, "I'm not going anywhere with you."

"Teresa, this isn't the time or place."

"Since when do you make decisions for the both of us? Or since when am I taken?"

"Teresa," he pleaded, "let's go, please." He took hold of her arm again and she said, "No! I'm not going anywhere with you! I hate you!"

Fox knew it was the liquor talking but he couldn't help but be a bit taken aback by her comment. "Teresa, let's go." He grabbed her arm again and dragged her out of the club. "Ow! You're hurting me. Let me go!"

** END **

He couldn't believe that she said she hated him. He almost wanted to cry. He knew it had to be the liquor talking but sometime liquor brought out what a person was really thinking. "Does she really hate me?"

*~*~*~*~*

Teresa woke up with a slammer headache. She rolled over and saw Fox fast asleep. She rubbed her head and went to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror, "Wow, how much make-up am I wearing?" She washed her face and brushed her teeth and got into the shower. She dried off and walked out of the bathroom and Fox was still asleep. She walked over to his side of the bed and kissed his forehead. He sighed in his sleep and turned his head. She smiled and walked to her closet where she had hung her suit for the day. She saw her blue mini skirt, red and white tank top and black boots all lying on the chair in the room.
"Why are they there? I don't remember putting them there."

She looked over at Fox who was started to move on the bed. He woke up and got out of bed and walked over to Teresa. He kissed her forehead and ruffled her hair, "Morning, Looney tune."

"Morning."

Fox walked into the bathroom and Teresa heard the sink turned on. She started to talk to herself, "He looks worn out. I feel worn out." She rubbed her head. "Did we fool around all night? Nah. I was mad last night. So? We could have fooled around all night. Huh. I don't know." She walked to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Fifteen minutes later Fox walked out of their bedroom dressed and ready for work.

"Morning babe."

"Morning sweetie. Breakfast?"

"Yeah, I'm starved."

"Good."

They sat down to eat breakfast together when Teresa asked, "So how come you look so worn out?"

Fox glanced up from his breakfast and said, "Long, but interesting night." He smiled and she smiled back. She put her hand on his and rubbed it, "Were you satisfied with last night?"

Fox again glanced up from his breakfast and knew what she thought he meant earlier. He knew she didn't remember anything and just went along with her, "More than you know."

"I thought so." She smirked and got up from the table to get herself some more coffee.

"So, are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, I am, let's go."
Fox got up from the table and grabbed his keys and walked Teresa out the door.

*~*~*~*~*

Fox stopped at a stoplight when Teresa asked, "So what was your favorite part about last night?"

Fox glanced at her and then looked back onto the road. He smiled, "Everything." He knew that she was trying to pull details from him so that she could remember the past night.

"Everything? Come on. I want details."

"You know I don't kiss and tell."

"Please?"

"Nah. That's okay."

"Fine."

Fox laughed and turned the radio on. It was a morning radio show in English, obviously from the United States:

"We have sad news to report this morning, Mrs. Katherine Elizabeth Crane, the wife of Mr. Alistair Crane the head of Crane Industries and mother of two, Julian and Sheridan, has been pronounced dead earlier this hour. We send our condolences out to all of the Crane family and to all the people's whose lives she touched. In other news . . ."

Fox drove straight off the road onto a sidewalk when he heard the news. Teresa was shocked. Katherine Crane, Fox's grandmother was dead and he was half way across the globe.

"Why didn't anyone call me?"

"I don't know sweetheart, I'm so sorry." Teresa unbuckled her seatbelt and was hugging a crying Fox.

"We have to go back to the U.S. now."

"Whatever you want to do sweetheart, I'll be right there with you."

"Thanks Teresa."

"Anytime. Do you want me to drive back to the apartment?"

"Yeah."

They switched seats and held hands the entire silent drive back to the apartment. Once they arrived Teresa packed up the little mess they made and Fox arranged for the Crane jet. They were heading back to Harmony after only two days, but with problems to last them a lifetime.

:::::::::::::::: Author's Note :::::::::::::::::::::::

** R&R please.

** NEXT CHAPTER: funeral for Fox's grandmother, Teresa remembers the night at the club and I will start to develop the lives of the people around Teresa and Fox such as his sisters, Allison (Ally), Madison (Madi), & Lauren and the people around Teresa such as Miguel, Charity, Kay, Luis, Sheridan and more.