When they arrived at Kelly's house, Kelly took Sabrina's bag out of the car
as Sabrina made her way inside, and over to the couch. Needing to get away
from the awkwardness of the situation, Kelly opted to bring Sabrina's bag
into the guest bedroom while Sabrina made herself comfortable. After
placing her bag on the bed, however, Kelly just stood in the room as she
looked up at the ceiling and took a deep breath. She had known that this
week was going to be difficult, be she hadn't anticipated it starting the
way that it had, with complete silence. As she looked around the room,
however, her eye fell onto a framed picture that sat on the nightstand. It
was a picture of Kelly, Kris, Jill and Sabrina from their younger days,
during a trip that they had taken to the Caribbean together. They had all
been sitting around a table, their half eaten meals in front of them, when
the camera had captured that moment of uncontrollable laughter and joy. As
she looked at the picture, Kelly started to remember who Sabrina had been
before the stroke, and why they had remained friends for all of those
years. These old memories made Kelly realize that she couldn't stand there
and avoid the situation, but rather she had to walk back into that room,
and try to help Sabrina overcome whatever she had to, just as Sabrina had
once done for her.
Full of new confidence, Kelly walked back into the living room where she found Sabrina reading through a file that Kelly had left on the coffee table by accident. When she had finished working on the one case for David, he had handed her a cold case that he was anxious to solve, and which dated back to 1975. He had gathered a lot of facts on the case, and he had countless statements from suspects and witnesses, but he needed help stringing it all together, and had asked her to take a look. Not having much else to do, Kelly had told him that she would, and had taken the file home with her, although she thought she had placed it in her bedroom before she had left that morning.
"What's this?" Sabrina asked.
"Just some case David asked me to look at. He was having trouble stringing some of the facts together." Kelly said, unsure how Sabrina would react.
"I remember this case. I worked on it for a while, just before I started to work for Charlie. Have you looked at it yet?"
"Only briefly." Kelly responded. She wasn't sure where Sabrina was going with the conversation, but she was glad to hear at least some kind of joy in her voice.
"Would you mind if I read through it instead? A lot of the facts I still remember."
"Yeah, no, no problem." Kelly replied, a little shock. Just as soon as Sabrina had started reading, however, she just as abruptly put the file back down before standing up and walking towards the guest room, leaving Kelly unsure of what to do. "You wanna talk Bri?" Kelly asked.
"No. I just think I'm going to go lie down for a while." Sabrina responded. Kelly wanted to go after her, but decided to grant her her privacy, and instead stayed in the living room as she waited for some sign that Sabrina was ready to talk. After three hours past, however, Kelly grew concerned and decided to nonchalantly check on her, very much like Sabrina had done any time Kelly had spent entirely too much time alone.
When she walked into the room, Sabrina was sitting on the bed, the same picture that Kelly had been looking at before in her hands, as she stared at it. Unsure of whether or not she should say something, Kelly remained quiet as she sat next to Sabrina, and once again remembered the exact moment that the picture had been taken.
"You don't have to pretend anymore Kel. I know I've been unbearable lately." Sabrina said after a minute or so of silence, as she placed the picture back down onto the nightstand.
"It's a normal reaction. You almost died... you had a serious illness...you have to re-learn to walk and to do things on your own. That's a lot for one person to handle in a short period of time. Of course you're going to be a little moody." Kelly tried to rationalize for her. She could tell that Sabrina was feeling badly about how she had been acting, and she didn't want her to feel even worse.
"It's not normal for me. I was in life and death situations all of the time, and I was smart. How could I have let my body fail on me like that...how could I have let myself act like that?"
"Bri, you didn't do anything. The doctor said the stroke was probably caused by something genetic, that was why your artery clogged despite the fact that you were doing everything you were supposed to to prevent it."
"I know. I just...I just can't do it anymore Kel. I tried being optimistic, and I fell flat on my face."
"You just got scared. Talking with Kris made you realize that you had a long road ahead of you and it scared you. That's normal."
"No. Talking to Kris opened my eyes to what was ahead of me, but I didn't shut everyone out until after I went to the rehabilitation hospital."
"What are you talking about?" Kelly asked, unaware that anything of significance had happened between the day with Kris in the hospital and the day that Kelly had visited her in the rehabilitation hospital.
"The night before they transferred me, I needed something out of my bag, and no one was there. I could have swore that it was just a step or two away though, so I forced myself to get out of the bed, and tried to walk over to it. I thought, if I hold onto the bed, then maybe I could force my leg to work, but I was wrong. Not only was my bag further away then I had anticipated, but I also collapsed not even a second after I stood up. To make it worse, a nurse had to come in to help me get back into bed. After that, I gave up all hope of ever being able to walk again, or do anything by myself." Sabrina explained, although hesitating several times in the process.
"Jack never told me about that."
"Cause no one told him. I was embarrassed, I just wanted to forget it happened, and be left alone to rot in bed. Until today, that was the attitude that I kept."
"And now?"
"Looking at that file showed me who I used to be, who I could still be. In there was my unfinished work, and I figure, if I could tie it all together, if I could end the case, then maybe that would be enough to prove to myself that my mind's not dead."
"Your mind was never dead."
"That's a matter of opinion. You've never been here before Kel. You were shot in the head twice, yet both times you managed to escape this feeling of helplessness."
"Don't you think that both times I feared it? I had bullets tear through my skull, if that's not anything like what you're going through, then I'm convinced that it was worst."
"Maybe...I just ...I want someone to tell me to that it will all be ok."
"Maybe you should just tell yourself. Throughout my entire life, you are undoubtingly the most stubborn person that I have ever met. If you tell yourself you can do it, then everyone else will believe that you can."
"Maybe you're right." Sabrina responded, a hint of a smile on her face. "Jack didn't really go away for business this week did he?"
"You don't really..."
"It's ok. I know he didn't."
"Understand that he didn't want to lie to you, he just didn't know what else to do. He didn't want to hurt you."
"Trust me, I don't blame him for wanting to get away from me." Sabrina stated before returning her attention to the picture on the night stand. "Did you ever wish that we could just go back to when we were in our twenty's and didn't have a care in the world? You know, just be Charlie's Angels forever, and not worry about getting old or having strokes."
"Sometimes. But then I remember what was wrong then. I had to worry about getting shot again and whether or not I had enough money and we all had to worry about whether or not someone wanted us dead. I guess we just have to accept that life's never perfect."
"Yeah, I guess your right." Sabrina responded, before getting quiet again.
Their lives basically went back to normal after that week, although neither Kelly nor Sabrina forgot what they had learned. It would take a while before either one of them accepted that they were getting older, but they were more prepared for the upcoming challenges in their lives. As long as they remained young at heart, they both knew that they could do and conquer anything, and in many ways, that was what kept them going. After all, life's not perfect for anyone, so why should they be the exception to the rule?
Full of new confidence, Kelly walked back into the living room where she found Sabrina reading through a file that Kelly had left on the coffee table by accident. When she had finished working on the one case for David, he had handed her a cold case that he was anxious to solve, and which dated back to 1975. He had gathered a lot of facts on the case, and he had countless statements from suspects and witnesses, but he needed help stringing it all together, and had asked her to take a look. Not having much else to do, Kelly had told him that she would, and had taken the file home with her, although she thought she had placed it in her bedroom before she had left that morning.
"What's this?" Sabrina asked.
"Just some case David asked me to look at. He was having trouble stringing some of the facts together." Kelly said, unsure how Sabrina would react.
"I remember this case. I worked on it for a while, just before I started to work for Charlie. Have you looked at it yet?"
"Only briefly." Kelly responded. She wasn't sure where Sabrina was going with the conversation, but she was glad to hear at least some kind of joy in her voice.
"Would you mind if I read through it instead? A lot of the facts I still remember."
"Yeah, no, no problem." Kelly replied, a little shock. Just as soon as Sabrina had started reading, however, she just as abruptly put the file back down before standing up and walking towards the guest room, leaving Kelly unsure of what to do. "You wanna talk Bri?" Kelly asked.
"No. I just think I'm going to go lie down for a while." Sabrina responded. Kelly wanted to go after her, but decided to grant her her privacy, and instead stayed in the living room as she waited for some sign that Sabrina was ready to talk. After three hours past, however, Kelly grew concerned and decided to nonchalantly check on her, very much like Sabrina had done any time Kelly had spent entirely too much time alone.
When she walked into the room, Sabrina was sitting on the bed, the same picture that Kelly had been looking at before in her hands, as she stared at it. Unsure of whether or not she should say something, Kelly remained quiet as she sat next to Sabrina, and once again remembered the exact moment that the picture had been taken.
"You don't have to pretend anymore Kel. I know I've been unbearable lately." Sabrina said after a minute or so of silence, as she placed the picture back down onto the nightstand.
"It's a normal reaction. You almost died... you had a serious illness...you have to re-learn to walk and to do things on your own. That's a lot for one person to handle in a short period of time. Of course you're going to be a little moody." Kelly tried to rationalize for her. She could tell that Sabrina was feeling badly about how she had been acting, and she didn't want her to feel even worse.
"It's not normal for me. I was in life and death situations all of the time, and I was smart. How could I have let my body fail on me like that...how could I have let myself act like that?"
"Bri, you didn't do anything. The doctor said the stroke was probably caused by something genetic, that was why your artery clogged despite the fact that you were doing everything you were supposed to to prevent it."
"I know. I just...I just can't do it anymore Kel. I tried being optimistic, and I fell flat on my face."
"You just got scared. Talking with Kris made you realize that you had a long road ahead of you and it scared you. That's normal."
"No. Talking to Kris opened my eyes to what was ahead of me, but I didn't shut everyone out until after I went to the rehabilitation hospital."
"What are you talking about?" Kelly asked, unaware that anything of significance had happened between the day with Kris in the hospital and the day that Kelly had visited her in the rehabilitation hospital.
"The night before they transferred me, I needed something out of my bag, and no one was there. I could have swore that it was just a step or two away though, so I forced myself to get out of the bed, and tried to walk over to it. I thought, if I hold onto the bed, then maybe I could force my leg to work, but I was wrong. Not only was my bag further away then I had anticipated, but I also collapsed not even a second after I stood up. To make it worse, a nurse had to come in to help me get back into bed. After that, I gave up all hope of ever being able to walk again, or do anything by myself." Sabrina explained, although hesitating several times in the process.
"Jack never told me about that."
"Cause no one told him. I was embarrassed, I just wanted to forget it happened, and be left alone to rot in bed. Until today, that was the attitude that I kept."
"And now?"
"Looking at that file showed me who I used to be, who I could still be. In there was my unfinished work, and I figure, if I could tie it all together, if I could end the case, then maybe that would be enough to prove to myself that my mind's not dead."
"Your mind was never dead."
"That's a matter of opinion. You've never been here before Kel. You were shot in the head twice, yet both times you managed to escape this feeling of helplessness."
"Don't you think that both times I feared it? I had bullets tear through my skull, if that's not anything like what you're going through, then I'm convinced that it was worst."
"Maybe...I just ...I want someone to tell me to that it will all be ok."
"Maybe you should just tell yourself. Throughout my entire life, you are undoubtingly the most stubborn person that I have ever met. If you tell yourself you can do it, then everyone else will believe that you can."
"Maybe you're right." Sabrina responded, a hint of a smile on her face. "Jack didn't really go away for business this week did he?"
"You don't really..."
"It's ok. I know he didn't."
"Understand that he didn't want to lie to you, he just didn't know what else to do. He didn't want to hurt you."
"Trust me, I don't blame him for wanting to get away from me." Sabrina stated before returning her attention to the picture on the night stand. "Did you ever wish that we could just go back to when we were in our twenty's and didn't have a care in the world? You know, just be Charlie's Angels forever, and not worry about getting old or having strokes."
"Sometimes. But then I remember what was wrong then. I had to worry about getting shot again and whether or not I had enough money and we all had to worry about whether or not someone wanted us dead. I guess we just have to accept that life's never perfect."
"Yeah, I guess your right." Sabrina responded, before getting quiet again.
Their lives basically went back to normal after that week, although neither Kelly nor Sabrina forgot what they had learned. It would take a while before either one of them accepted that they were getting older, but they were more prepared for the upcoming challenges in their lives. As long as they remained young at heart, they both knew that they could do and conquer anything, and in many ways, that was what kept them going. After all, life's not perfect for anyone, so why should they be the exception to the rule?