A/N: Remember how I said no more arc stories? Well, that's still the
truth—but I wanted to take a break before writing my final story idea—HA,
that didn't happen. I've been writing on and off lately. I'll tell you
this—it'll be called Homecoming—I can't give away any of the story except
it occurs in both 2010 and 2020. ;) Anywho—this chapter should help ya'll
figure out what's going with Alison from before. Until next time—PCGirl.
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"Do you mind if I ask what brought you over to the docks earlier?" asked Kevin as they walked along the edge of the land between the woods and the shore.
"I needed to talk to Rafe about something."
"Oh. I just thought it might have been--."
"What? An attempt to win Lucy back from you? Not yet Kevin—I've got some stuff I need to work out first."
"Glad you realize that," he said as he got a glare from Ian. "I didn't mean that in a bad way, but sometimes we just need to step back from a situation and see what we might be missing otherwise."
"Well, then take a step back and tell me what you see there," he said pointing through the woods.
"A shack. Do you think they could be in there?"
"Only one way to find out," he said as he began to walk into the woods.
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"Huh?" said Jack as he looked at Livvie who shook her head. "Alison, you must be mistaken—remember Rafe was on that boat."
"What are you talking about—he wasn't on a boat earlier today," she said with a laugh and looking at him like he was crazy.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm positive."
"Ok, I must have been mistaken," he said looking at Jamal. "So what are you doing here then?"
"I had my babies Jack—can't you tell?" she said she said running her hand over her stomach as if it were flat once again. "Rafe went to go see them in the nursery."
"Well, why don't Livvie and I go see them too," he said grabbing her arm and dragging her out of there. "What happened?" he said under his breath.
"I don't know—she was fine on the drive over here, kept saying that Rafe couldn't be dead, and then all of a sudden she just started talking to thin air—to Rafe I suppose. This is going to kill her Jack—I can tell."
"She'll be alright," he said hugging her. "We're all going to be fine—they are going to find Rafe, ok?"
She gave a huge sigh, "I guess so—are you going to come back in?"
"Yeah, give me a minute," he said as he watched her go back in the room and saw Caleb coming over. "Hey."
"Hey, how is she doing?" asked Caleb as he nodded to the door.
"Who? Livvie or Alison? Livvie's holding it together—trying to stay strong, unsure of what's happened. Alison, well she's hallucinating."
"She's what?"
"She's acting like Rafe was just in there and she had the babies."
"Well, it's better than her going into premature labor, right?"
"I guess so—oh, looks like Act 2 is about to start," he said looking at the cops coming towards them. "I've got to go back to the bar—I'm sure I'll hear about it later, right?"
"Right," laughed Caleb as he turned and went inside.
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"I was sure they would be here," sighed Ian as they came out of the abandoned shack.
"It was a good try Ian, but you know the probability of them surviving."
"No, I'm not going to believe they are dead."
"Why, because you have a feeling?"
"And what if I do? There was a reason she wanted me to see Rafe today, and I failed at it."
"She who?"
"Eve."
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"Hey," he said softly to Livvie who was standing there. "How are you?"
"I'm fine," she said then looking at Alison.
"Listen, Alison--."
"Did you see our children? Rafe—who do they look like?" asked Alison as she stared directly at Caleb.
"Alison—I'm Caleb, not Rafe. I'm sorry about what happened, but I'm sure he's going to turn up soon. Let's just hold out hope that him and Lucy survived."
"What? I'm not understanding why you are acting this way Rafe."
"I'M NOT--," he yelled and then took a breath, "Alison, listen to me carefully. I'm not Rafe, I'm Caleb—you remember Caleb don't you?"
"Livvie killed Caleb years ago though—remember you and I weren't inside 'Tempted' because you were worried for my safety. You always have looked out for my well being Rafe—that's why I love you so much," she smiled.
"Jamal—help me here man."
"Uhm ok," he shrugged walking over to Alison's bed and taking her hand. "Spunky—do you recognize me?"
"Yes, you're Jamal silly."
"Good."
"I wanted to ask how you and Marissa are doing lately."
"Alison—we're—fine," he said realizing the truth may be more devastating than going along with her fibbing. "Hey, have you heard that new artist—Stephen Clay," he said looking over his shoulder and getting a nod from Caleb.
"Yeah, Rafe and I heard it on the train ride. Remember that Rafe?"
"Huh? Oh yeah," he said rubbing his nose real quick and then putting his hands back in his pockets.
"Come give me a kiss please," she said smiling at him.
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"What are you saying, Ian?" asked Kevin.
"Eve paid me a visit—told me to straighten up, and then said to go see Rafe."
"And you feel that she wanted you to prevent Rafe and Lucy from getting on that boat?"
"Yeah. There's a lot more shacks around here, maybe they are in one of those," he said as he began to walk back through the woods again."
"No, it's getting late Ian—let's just go back for now, before it gets so dark we end up falling in a hole in the ground or something."
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"Yeah, Rafe—give your wife a kiss," smiled Livvie as she bit her lip.
"I—ok," he said walking over to her and thinking here goes nothing. Right before he kissed her there was a knock on the door. "Come in," he said quickly—glaring at Livvie for her comment.
The cop walked into the room and put his attention on Alison, who was now fidgeting with the edge of her blanket, "Hi, I just wanted to come by and tell you Mrs. Kovich we have a description of a possible assailant that planted the bomb in Mrs. Coe's boat."
Jamal looked at Alison, who seemed to be looking just beyond the officer and out into space, "Can you tell us anything about him at this time?" he asked.
"Well, we don't know much—just that it was a Caucasian male, in his 30's. He had on a black hooded jacket when he got onto a boat in the vicinity of the Serenity."
"Well, thank you officer. We're sure that the wonderful PCPD will catch him soon, as they are so great at doing so," smiled Caleb as the officer left. "I think we're going to let you get some sleep, ok?" he said looking at Alison.
"Alright. I'll see you later then, sweetie?" she said looking up at him, her eyes filled with love for him.
"Yes, I'll see you later," he said giving her a kiss on the forehead and following Jamal and Livvie out.
"Rafe?" she called out sweetly.
"Yes?" he said peeking his head in the door again.
"I love you."
He gave a huge sigh as he heard Jamal and Livvie controlling their laughter, "I love you too." He turned to see them standing there together watching him, "Shut up, both of you—this is not funny in the least."
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"Do you mind if I ask what brought you over to the docks earlier?" asked Kevin as they walked along the edge of the land between the woods and the shore.
"I needed to talk to Rafe about something."
"Oh. I just thought it might have been--."
"What? An attempt to win Lucy back from you? Not yet Kevin—I've got some stuff I need to work out first."
"Glad you realize that," he said as he got a glare from Ian. "I didn't mean that in a bad way, but sometimes we just need to step back from a situation and see what we might be missing otherwise."
"Well, then take a step back and tell me what you see there," he said pointing through the woods.
"A shack. Do you think they could be in there?"
"Only one way to find out," he said as he began to walk into the woods.
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"Huh?" said Jack as he looked at Livvie who shook her head. "Alison, you must be mistaken—remember Rafe was on that boat."
"What are you talking about—he wasn't on a boat earlier today," she said with a laugh and looking at him like he was crazy.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm positive."
"Ok, I must have been mistaken," he said looking at Jamal. "So what are you doing here then?"
"I had my babies Jack—can't you tell?" she said she said running her hand over her stomach as if it were flat once again. "Rafe went to go see them in the nursery."
"Well, why don't Livvie and I go see them too," he said grabbing her arm and dragging her out of there. "What happened?" he said under his breath.
"I don't know—she was fine on the drive over here, kept saying that Rafe couldn't be dead, and then all of a sudden she just started talking to thin air—to Rafe I suppose. This is going to kill her Jack—I can tell."
"She'll be alright," he said hugging her. "We're all going to be fine—they are going to find Rafe, ok?"
She gave a huge sigh, "I guess so—are you going to come back in?"
"Yeah, give me a minute," he said as he watched her go back in the room and saw Caleb coming over. "Hey."
"Hey, how is she doing?" asked Caleb as he nodded to the door.
"Who? Livvie or Alison? Livvie's holding it together—trying to stay strong, unsure of what's happened. Alison, well she's hallucinating."
"She's what?"
"She's acting like Rafe was just in there and she had the babies."
"Well, it's better than her going into premature labor, right?"
"I guess so—oh, looks like Act 2 is about to start," he said looking at the cops coming towards them. "I've got to go back to the bar—I'm sure I'll hear about it later, right?"
"Right," laughed Caleb as he turned and went inside.
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"I was sure they would be here," sighed Ian as they came out of the abandoned shack.
"It was a good try Ian, but you know the probability of them surviving."
"No, I'm not going to believe they are dead."
"Why, because you have a feeling?"
"And what if I do? There was a reason she wanted me to see Rafe today, and I failed at it."
"She who?"
"Eve."
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"Hey," he said softly to Livvie who was standing there. "How are you?"
"I'm fine," she said then looking at Alison.
"Listen, Alison--."
"Did you see our children? Rafe—who do they look like?" asked Alison as she stared directly at Caleb.
"Alison—I'm Caleb, not Rafe. I'm sorry about what happened, but I'm sure he's going to turn up soon. Let's just hold out hope that him and Lucy survived."
"What? I'm not understanding why you are acting this way Rafe."
"I'M NOT--," he yelled and then took a breath, "Alison, listen to me carefully. I'm not Rafe, I'm Caleb—you remember Caleb don't you?"
"Livvie killed Caleb years ago though—remember you and I weren't inside 'Tempted' because you were worried for my safety. You always have looked out for my well being Rafe—that's why I love you so much," she smiled.
"Jamal—help me here man."
"Uhm ok," he shrugged walking over to Alison's bed and taking her hand. "Spunky—do you recognize me?"
"Yes, you're Jamal silly."
"Good."
"I wanted to ask how you and Marissa are doing lately."
"Alison—we're—fine," he said realizing the truth may be more devastating than going along with her fibbing. "Hey, have you heard that new artist—Stephen Clay," he said looking over his shoulder and getting a nod from Caleb.
"Yeah, Rafe and I heard it on the train ride. Remember that Rafe?"
"Huh? Oh yeah," he said rubbing his nose real quick and then putting his hands back in his pockets.
"Come give me a kiss please," she said smiling at him.
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"What are you saying, Ian?" asked Kevin.
"Eve paid me a visit—told me to straighten up, and then said to go see Rafe."
"And you feel that she wanted you to prevent Rafe and Lucy from getting on that boat?"
"Yeah. There's a lot more shacks around here, maybe they are in one of those," he said as he began to walk back through the woods again."
"No, it's getting late Ian—let's just go back for now, before it gets so dark we end up falling in a hole in the ground or something."
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"Yeah, Rafe—give your wife a kiss," smiled Livvie as she bit her lip.
"I—ok," he said walking over to her and thinking here goes nothing. Right before he kissed her there was a knock on the door. "Come in," he said quickly—glaring at Livvie for her comment.
The cop walked into the room and put his attention on Alison, who was now fidgeting with the edge of her blanket, "Hi, I just wanted to come by and tell you Mrs. Kovich we have a description of a possible assailant that planted the bomb in Mrs. Coe's boat."
Jamal looked at Alison, who seemed to be looking just beyond the officer and out into space, "Can you tell us anything about him at this time?" he asked.
"Well, we don't know much—just that it was a Caucasian male, in his 30's. He had on a black hooded jacket when he got onto a boat in the vicinity of the Serenity."
"Well, thank you officer. We're sure that the wonderful PCPD will catch him soon, as they are so great at doing so," smiled Caleb as the officer left. "I think we're going to let you get some sleep, ok?" he said looking at Alison.
"Alright. I'll see you later then, sweetie?" she said looking up at him, her eyes filled with love for him.
"Yes, I'll see you later," he said giving her a kiss on the forehead and following Jamal and Livvie out.
"Rafe?" she called out sweetly.
"Yes?" he said peeking his head in the door again.
"I love you."
He gave a huge sigh as he heard Jamal and Livvie controlling their laughter, "I love you too." He turned to see them standing there together watching him, "Shut up, both of you—this is not funny in the least."
