DISCLAIMER: 7th Heaven is not mine. Neither is Simon. teary eyes I don't own the phrase "Sticks and Stones," nor do I own the song. I think it belongs to Tracy Lawrence. But "stones" can refer to both the saying, and the diamond in the ring!
MY NOTES: Reviews are the greatest things ever! So give me some, PLEASE! I'm so excited, cuz now I gots a cute pic of Ryan Hurst and a cute pic of Simon on my LiveJournal. Sorry that my chronology is all out of whack...When I came up with this, I hadn't seen any re-runs in awhile, so I just put it this way and hoped I was right, but I wasn't...So shoot me... The old lady in this chappie is that red head from the baby shower episode...So, uh, that's all I got...
Thanks to all my reviewers! Sorry it's taken me so long to update, but it's hard to make myself type. lol. But, I was at the bottom of the page, so I had to update, lest anyone forget me... HE'S COMIN' BACK TONIGHT! Ugh! He didn't actually get back, he just called Cecilia. AH! This is so frustrating! Now, I feel bad for Martin, though. He had nothing to do with it! And if Matt and Sarah get a divorce, I will cry for a week straight. I'm having severe withdrawal, now. Cuz 30 seconds of Simon is NOT enough for my fix. Ugh! Don't make me hate Heather. And, the scenes from next week, with Lucy saying she wanted to have a baby, then Kevin fainting. That was priceless. Almost as good as Cecilia and Pam smacking Mac.
Shan- This is where you're gonna find out if everything's working out.
KayKayeLLe- Good! So glad that's not her real haircolor! Cuz it looks really bad. It's not her best color. Thanks for the comments on my LJ!
RGblue16- Glad you like it!
Amber-1134- Thanks for the constructive criticism...and I see what you mean. Cecilia's dad changed his mind because of Simon's sincerity and willingness to take responsibility... but still, it was a little sudden... Maybe I should've given him a few days to think it over... But what's done is done... And thanks for being constructive and not just flaming me... My mom thinks you're right, too, just so you know. And, weirdly enough, that would most likely be the way it would happen in the show... A whole story in one hour, minus the commercials, but you're absolutely right...
gqfan4life11- Glad you're addicted. That makes me happy...Very very happy! Never thought my fics would be addictive...
rayzie- I'll try to get a little more Matt in here for ya! Glad this is one of your faves.
Kirjava- Sorry that you don't like Cecilia...I kinda like her myself... And she WAY beats out Jess...But that's cool... different strokes... y'know...Thanks for reviewing...
AiRFiRe- Thanks! I love Simon, too! And I can't wait till Monday! AHHH! I loves him!
Matt91- Thanks, dude! I always have a special place in my heart for those who put me on favorites/author alert! Yay! You rock!
Chapter 6: Sticks and Stones
Simon got the job at the pool hall. He saved for a few weeks until his paycheck, added to the cash in the "National Bank of Simon" were enough to buy Cecilia a simple wedding band and diamond. Cecilia loved silver, so Simon picked a silver ring with a simple diamond, with Lucy's help.
Simon planned for days what to say to Cecilia. How to ask her to marry him. He tried to find the perfect way to propose, but he just wasn't sure what to do.
He got out of school every day, then went home and did homework until time to go to the pool hall. After work, he came home and studied until he couldn't hold his eyes open. He barely got time to sleep as it was, but he made time to think through what he was going to say to Cecilia. He thought, and came up with the best he could do. He just hoped it was good enough.
He got out of school on Friday and drove straight home. He ran upstairs and took the small box off of his dresser. He held it tight in his hands and headed downstairs. He passed Ruthie quickly, and she said, "Wait."
He turned around and she gave him a hug and a peck on the cheek. "I love you, Simon. Good luck."
"I love you, too. And thanks, Rufus." He grinned.
"Hey. I said every once in a while. Not all the time."
"Sorry."
He ran down the steps, outside, and then down the sidewalk to Cecilia's house. He hoped she was home already. He rang the bell, and Mr. Smith opened the door. "Hello, Simon."
"Hi, Mr. Smith. Is Cecilia home yet?" Simon asked, happy that the man was at least being civil.
"She's upstairs," he replied. "Cecilia!" he called in the direction of the stairway.
"Yes?"
"Simon's here."
"Be down in a minute."
"I..." Simon looked at Mr. Smith. "I've got us a place to stay, sir. I'm gonna ask Cecilia to marry me."
He nodded silently.
Cecilia was came down the stairs. "Hi, Simon."
"Hi, Cecilia.
"I'll leave you two alone," Mr. Smith said, patting Cecilia's shoulder.
"Thanks, Dad."
He left the room and Simon turned his attention to Cecilia. "I brought you something," he said softly.
She looked up at him expectantly, and took the box that he handed her. She opened the box to see a small pair of baby booties. She smiled. "Oh, Simon, they're so cute!"
She picked one up and realized that, tied in the strings of one little boot, was a ring. She looked at him, a question in her eyes.
"I'd...Will you marry me, Cecilia?" He looked at her, hope written in every line of his face.
Cecilia closed her eyes for a moment, rubbing her stomach out of habit. She didn't know what to say. Then she listened to her gut. She pulled him close to her and kissed him. "Yes, Simon."
He touched her belly then said, "So, how's our little guy doin'?"
"She's fine," Cecilia replied, putting strong emphasis on "she."
"She?"
"Yes. It's a girl."
"How do you know?" Simon asked.
"Because...Well, I guess I don't know. But I've got a good feeling it's a girl."
Simon smiled. "Well, I guess I'll trust your judgement, then."
She pecked his cheek. "I love you, Simon Camden."
"I love you, too."
Cecilia couldn't believe she was getting married. She couldn't believe the way that being pregnant was affecting her body. She felt huge, and she was just beginning to show. She was three months pregnant, and didn't even need maternity clothes yet, but she felt like an over-inflated balloon.
She and Simon spent as much time as they could together, but they rarely had time. They saw each other at school, but that wasn't enough.
Cecilia was glad when the morning sickness finally died down. She thought that it would never end. But it did, just as her mom and Annie had promised her.
She and Simon were getting tired of the dirty looks from the old ladies at church, and even some of the kids at school. There was always some new gossip about "Reverend Camden's son and that Smith girl."
But their families stood by them. They weren't happy that their kids were parents at the age of 16, but they still loved them.
One Sunday, at church, Simon and Cecilia were sitting in the pew, just before the sermon. A few old ladies were sitting behind them. Cecilia heard them whispering to one another. "I'm sure the Camdens are so ashamed of Simon," one said.
"And the poor Smiths, having that daughter of theirs behaving like that," another added.
Cecilia felt tears and anger coming on, and Simon knew it. He squeezed her hand to calm her down. The women's talking continued until Cecilia couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She stood up and stormed off to the back of the church, swinging her arms angrily. Simon stood up and gave the ladies the dirtiest look he could possibly give, then turned to follow Cecilia.
Annie turned to look at the old women, one of whom had a hand on her chest, as if she couldn't believe that Cecilia had been hurt by what they were saying. Annie bit her tongue to keep herself from saying things that a minister's wife shouldn't say. At least, not in public.
"What's wrong with Cecilia?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, what's wrong with Cecilia?" David repeated.
"Shh..." Annie put a finger to her lips.
Simon was holding Cecilia as she cried. "I'm doing the best I can, Simon. I'm not perfect, but I'm trying to do what's best for us and the baby. They think they're so much better than we are. Gossip's a sin, too."
"I know, Cecilia. I know, and I'm sorry. So sorry."
"Why are you sorry? You didn't talk about me where I could hear you plainly."
"No. But I'm the one that gave 'em something to talk about." His heart was breaking all over again.
"No. WE gave 'em something to talk about."
"Maybe so. But it takes two people to..." he trailed off, trying to think of a way to put what he was trying to say.
"Give 'em something to talk about?" she supplied, with a small smile.
"Yeah."
She wiped her eyes and said, "Simon, I need to go fix my face."
"Your face is beautiful."
She rolled her eyes. "Sweet. But I have GOT to fix my makeup."
"OK. Do you want me to wait?"
"No. I'm fine, Simon. Really, I am."
"OK. I love you."
"I love you, too."
She turned to walk into the bathroom, but Simon stopped her for just a minute. He put his hand on her belly. "Simon," she said. "I told you you can't feel her yet."
"I know. I just want her to know that her dad loves her, too."
She smiled softly. "I know she'll love you, too."
"It's gonna be really bad if we keep saying 'her,' and she's a boy."
"She's not a boy," Cecilia insisted. "I could bet on it."
"OK, OK, it's a girl."
She kissed his cheek and went to the bathroom to do her makeup.
She got back to her seat just before the service began. Simon slipped his arm around her waist, and she smiled.
"I have the perfect name for the baby, Simon," she whispered to him.
"Well, what is it?"
At this moment, Eric walked in and began to speak, so Cecilia missed her oppertunity to whisper the name into Simon's ear. So she pulled out her bulletin and a pen and wrote the name, "Emily Rose."
Simon shook his head, then took her pen and wrote, "Lauren Michaela Camden."
She shook her head. "Lauren's too common. I want something a little different."
Simon wrote, "Not Rose."
Annie passed a note down to them, and they almost cracked up when they read the words, "You two pay attention."
Simon squeezed Cecilia's shoulder's, which nearly threw her into a fit of laughter.
Eric preached that all children were a gift from God, no matter where or who they came from. Simon and Cecilia had the uncanny feeling that the sermon was directed at them.
After church, they ate lunch at the Camden's, then went to work in the garage apartment. Then the women began planning the wedding. the wedding date was less than a month away. It wasn't exactly the huge wedding of Cecilia's dreams, but it would give her baby two parents in the same house. And, to Simon and Cecilia, that was all that mattered. At least for the moment.
Cecilia was excited, but it just didn't quite seem right. She was 16, and she was getting married because she was pregnant. Some wedding. This was NOT what she had planned. But it was the way it was going to have to be. She and Simon were going to have to take on the responsibilities of adults. They had made their mistakes, and now they would have to live with them.
A/N: Up next...Will Cecilia be able to go through with the wedding?
MY NOTES: Reviews are the greatest things ever! So give me some, PLEASE! I'm so excited, cuz now I gots a cute pic of Ryan Hurst and a cute pic of Simon on my LiveJournal. Sorry that my chronology is all out of whack...When I came up with this, I hadn't seen any re-runs in awhile, so I just put it this way and hoped I was right, but I wasn't...So shoot me... The old lady in this chappie is that red head from the baby shower episode...So, uh, that's all I got...
Thanks to all my reviewers! Sorry it's taken me so long to update, but it's hard to make myself type. lol. But, I was at the bottom of the page, so I had to update, lest anyone forget me... HE'S COMIN' BACK TONIGHT! Ugh! He didn't actually get back, he just called Cecilia. AH! This is so frustrating! Now, I feel bad for Martin, though. He had nothing to do with it! And if Matt and Sarah get a divorce, I will cry for a week straight. I'm having severe withdrawal, now. Cuz 30 seconds of Simon is NOT enough for my fix. Ugh! Don't make me hate Heather. And, the scenes from next week, with Lucy saying she wanted to have a baby, then Kevin fainting. That was priceless. Almost as good as Cecilia and Pam smacking Mac.
Shan- This is where you're gonna find out if everything's working out.
KayKayeLLe- Good! So glad that's not her real haircolor! Cuz it looks really bad. It's not her best color. Thanks for the comments on my LJ!
RGblue16- Glad you like it!
Amber-1134- Thanks for the constructive criticism...and I see what you mean. Cecilia's dad changed his mind because of Simon's sincerity and willingness to take responsibility... but still, it was a little sudden... Maybe I should've given him a few days to think it over... But what's done is done... And thanks for being constructive and not just flaming me... My mom thinks you're right, too, just so you know. And, weirdly enough, that would most likely be the way it would happen in the show... A whole story in one hour, minus the commercials, but you're absolutely right...
gqfan4life11- Glad you're addicted. That makes me happy...Very very happy! Never thought my fics would be addictive...
rayzie- I'll try to get a little more Matt in here for ya! Glad this is one of your faves.
Kirjava- Sorry that you don't like Cecilia...I kinda like her myself... And she WAY beats out Jess...But that's cool... different strokes... y'know...Thanks for reviewing...
AiRFiRe- Thanks! I love Simon, too! And I can't wait till Monday! AHHH! I loves him!
Matt91- Thanks, dude! I always have a special place in my heart for those who put me on favorites/author alert! Yay! You rock!
Chapter 6: Sticks and Stones
Simon got the job at the pool hall. He saved for a few weeks until his paycheck, added to the cash in the "National Bank of Simon" were enough to buy Cecilia a simple wedding band and diamond. Cecilia loved silver, so Simon picked a silver ring with a simple diamond, with Lucy's help.
Simon planned for days what to say to Cecilia. How to ask her to marry him. He tried to find the perfect way to propose, but he just wasn't sure what to do.
He got out of school every day, then went home and did homework until time to go to the pool hall. After work, he came home and studied until he couldn't hold his eyes open. He barely got time to sleep as it was, but he made time to think through what he was going to say to Cecilia. He thought, and came up with the best he could do. He just hoped it was good enough.
He got out of school on Friday and drove straight home. He ran upstairs and took the small box off of his dresser. He held it tight in his hands and headed downstairs. He passed Ruthie quickly, and she said, "Wait."
He turned around and she gave him a hug and a peck on the cheek. "I love you, Simon. Good luck."
"I love you, too. And thanks, Rufus." He grinned.
"Hey. I said every once in a while. Not all the time."
"Sorry."
He ran down the steps, outside, and then down the sidewalk to Cecilia's house. He hoped she was home already. He rang the bell, and Mr. Smith opened the door. "Hello, Simon."
"Hi, Mr. Smith. Is Cecilia home yet?" Simon asked, happy that the man was at least being civil.
"She's upstairs," he replied. "Cecilia!" he called in the direction of the stairway.
"Yes?"
"Simon's here."
"Be down in a minute."
"I..." Simon looked at Mr. Smith. "I've got us a place to stay, sir. I'm gonna ask Cecilia to marry me."
He nodded silently.
Cecilia was came down the stairs. "Hi, Simon."
"Hi, Cecilia.
"I'll leave you two alone," Mr. Smith said, patting Cecilia's shoulder.
"Thanks, Dad."
He left the room and Simon turned his attention to Cecilia. "I brought you something," he said softly.
She looked up at him expectantly, and took the box that he handed her. She opened the box to see a small pair of baby booties. She smiled. "Oh, Simon, they're so cute!"
She picked one up and realized that, tied in the strings of one little boot, was a ring. She looked at him, a question in her eyes.
"I'd...Will you marry me, Cecilia?" He looked at her, hope written in every line of his face.
Cecilia closed her eyes for a moment, rubbing her stomach out of habit. She didn't know what to say. Then she listened to her gut. She pulled him close to her and kissed him. "Yes, Simon."
He touched her belly then said, "So, how's our little guy doin'?"
"She's fine," Cecilia replied, putting strong emphasis on "she."
"She?"
"Yes. It's a girl."
"How do you know?" Simon asked.
"Because...Well, I guess I don't know. But I've got a good feeling it's a girl."
Simon smiled. "Well, I guess I'll trust your judgement, then."
She pecked his cheek. "I love you, Simon Camden."
"I love you, too."
Cecilia couldn't believe she was getting married. She couldn't believe the way that being pregnant was affecting her body. She felt huge, and she was just beginning to show. She was three months pregnant, and didn't even need maternity clothes yet, but she felt like an over-inflated balloon.
She and Simon spent as much time as they could together, but they rarely had time. They saw each other at school, but that wasn't enough.
Cecilia was glad when the morning sickness finally died down. She thought that it would never end. But it did, just as her mom and Annie had promised her.
She and Simon were getting tired of the dirty looks from the old ladies at church, and even some of the kids at school. There was always some new gossip about "Reverend Camden's son and that Smith girl."
But their families stood by them. They weren't happy that their kids were parents at the age of 16, but they still loved them.
One Sunday, at church, Simon and Cecilia were sitting in the pew, just before the sermon. A few old ladies were sitting behind them. Cecilia heard them whispering to one another. "I'm sure the Camdens are so ashamed of Simon," one said.
"And the poor Smiths, having that daughter of theirs behaving like that," another added.
Cecilia felt tears and anger coming on, and Simon knew it. He squeezed her hand to calm her down. The women's talking continued until Cecilia couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She stood up and stormed off to the back of the church, swinging her arms angrily. Simon stood up and gave the ladies the dirtiest look he could possibly give, then turned to follow Cecilia.
Annie turned to look at the old women, one of whom had a hand on her chest, as if she couldn't believe that Cecilia had been hurt by what they were saying. Annie bit her tongue to keep herself from saying things that a minister's wife shouldn't say. At least, not in public.
"What's wrong with Cecilia?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, what's wrong with Cecilia?" David repeated.
"Shh..." Annie put a finger to her lips.
Simon was holding Cecilia as she cried. "I'm doing the best I can, Simon. I'm not perfect, but I'm trying to do what's best for us and the baby. They think they're so much better than we are. Gossip's a sin, too."
"I know, Cecilia. I know, and I'm sorry. So sorry."
"Why are you sorry? You didn't talk about me where I could hear you plainly."
"No. But I'm the one that gave 'em something to talk about." His heart was breaking all over again.
"No. WE gave 'em something to talk about."
"Maybe so. But it takes two people to..." he trailed off, trying to think of a way to put what he was trying to say.
"Give 'em something to talk about?" she supplied, with a small smile.
"Yeah."
She wiped her eyes and said, "Simon, I need to go fix my face."
"Your face is beautiful."
She rolled her eyes. "Sweet. But I have GOT to fix my makeup."
"OK. Do you want me to wait?"
"No. I'm fine, Simon. Really, I am."
"OK. I love you."
"I love you, too."
She turned to walk into the bathroom, but Simon stopped her for just a minute. He put his hand on her belly. "Simon," she said. "I told you you can't feel her yet."
"I know. I just want her to know that her dad loves her, too."
She smiled softly. "I know she'll love you, too."
"It's gonna be really bad if we keep saying 'her,' and she's a boy."
"She's not a boy," Cecilia insisted. "I could bet on it."
"OK, OK, it's a girl."
She kissed his cheek and went to the bathroom to do her makeup.
She got back to her seat just before the service began. Simon slipped his arm around her waist, and she smiled.
"I have the perfect name for the baby, Simon," she whispered to him.
"Well, what is it?"
At this moment, Eric walked in and began to speak, so Cecilia missed her oppertunity to whisper the name into Simon's ear. So she pulled out her bulletin and a pen and wrote the name, "Emily Rose."
Simon shook his head, then took her pen and wrote, "Lauren Michaela Camden."
She shook her head. "Lauren's too common. I want something a little different."
Simon wrote, "Not Rose."
Annie passed a note down to them, and they almost cracked up when they read the words, "You two pay attention."
Simon squeezed Cecilia's shoulder's, which nearly threw her into a fit of laughter.
Eric preached that all children were a gift from God, no matter where or who they came from. Simon and Cecilia had the uncanny feeling that the sermon was directed at them.
After church, they ate lunch at the Camden's, then went to work in the garage apartment. Then the women began planning the wedding. the wedding date was less than a month away. It wasn't exactly the huge wedding of Cecilia's dreams, but it would give her baby two parents in the same house. And, to Simon and Cecilia, that was all that mattered. At least for the moment.
Cecilia was excited, but it just didn't quite seem right. She was 16, and she was getting married because she was pregnant. Some wedding. This was NOT what she had planned. But it was the way it was going to have to be. She and Simon were going to have to take on the responsibilities of adults. They had made their mistakes, and now they would have to live with them.
A/N: Up next...Will Cecilia be able to go through with the wedding?