A/N:Okay, sorry I haven't updated lately. I started another story on a completly different sight, so I had to do a couple posts there too. But I promise not to forget about this one. I'm so honored that I got 5 fuzzies ( whatever they are) Okay, here's another chapter, don't get all excited over the title, it decieves.
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Act VIII: The Couple and the Kiss
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It was Friday, the end of what had been a very long week for Fillmore. He hadn't told anyone, not even Vallejo about the body. He kept the discoveries of the radio, badge, belt, and blood to himself as well. People were already beginning to lose faith in Ingrid, he didn't know what they'd do if word got out that Fillmore had viewed a body who was thought to be Ingrid. And if they heard of the blood...No, Fillmore knew it would be much easier to keep it quiet now. Maybe, when Ingrid returned, other people would find out, maybe.
Fillmore finished up his after school patrol (hardly anything had happened since Ingrid's kid napping. It was almost as if the thugs had stopped out of respect, which is actually a very funny thought.) He declided to take a walk around the grounds at X before leaving so he headed toward the back door. He opened it and walked outside before seeing them. 'Them' was Tehama and anza standing under a tree and holding hands. Fillmore could tell they were about to kiss and he was sure they hadn't seen him and wouldn't appreciate his presance at the moment. So, he turned around and walked back into the school silently. Well it would have been silently had he been watching where he was going because if he had been he wouldn't have run into Vallejo.
"Vallejo, sorry man. I-"
But Vallejo wasn't listening, he peered over Fillmore's shoulder straight outside. "You saw them didn't you?"
"Saw who? Oh, Anza and Tehama? Yeah I saw them."
"Are you ok?"
"What? Yeah, I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, you know...I mean with...Ingrid being gone and everything. And I know how you feel about her, Fillmore."
"Vallejo, look, I'm fine. Ingrid's not gone forever, she IS coming back. I'm happy for Anza and Tehama, and about me and Ingrid, it's no big thing. I never should have said anything, I told you already I'm not gonna ask her, I don't want to.?"
"Maybe it's what you need, not what you want."
What did he mean by that? It was the second time he'd said it and Fillmore still didn't understand. "Yeah, I know Vallejo. But really, it's no big deal. But why didn't you tell me?"
"Well, for the reason I just told you. We're all a little worried about you. You're not really acting normal. Everyone else is falling apart and your're going on like nothing's happened. I know you miss Ingrid just like the rest of us and it's okay to show it. You're being strong and that's fine I guess, but you don't have to be."
'Since when did he bacome Mr. Sentimental?' Fillmore wondered. 'He thinks I'm acting weird? It's like he's a whole different person, but I'm the one acting weird? Sure.' Fillmore decided it would be best to pretend to agree with the advice. He knew that later, after this was all over, Vallejo would realize that HE, not Fillmore had been acting strange.
"Yeah, I know Vallejo. But everyone else is acting like Ingrid's gone forever. She's coming back!"
'There's a good chance she may not come back, at least not alive. But, of course, he couldn't say that to Fillmore. He decided that from now on, until Fillmore was ready to face facts, he'd just have to pretend that there was no way Ingrid was gone for good.
"Yeah Fillmore, I know she's coming back. I don't know why we're all acting this way, but it just seems right."
Neither Fillmore or Vallejo knew what else to say. Luckily, Fillmore checked his watch and realized that his mother must be outside waiting to drive him home.
"Vallejo, I have to go. My mom's waiting." Fillmore never gave another thought to a thing Vallejo had said, that is, until Tuesday night.
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A/N: I know it's really boring, but the point is it'ss another thing that will be building up stress in Fillmore's mind. I'm sensing a break down soon, but then again I AM the author. Lol! Okay, keep reviewing!
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Act VIII: The Couple and the Kiss
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It was Friday, the end of what had been a very long week for Fillmore. He hadn't told anyone, not even Vallejo about the body. He kept the discoveries of the radio, badge, belt, and blood to himself as well. People were already beginning to lose faith in Ingrid, he didn't know what they'd do if word got out that Fillmore had viewed a body who was thought to be Ingrid. And if they heard of the blood...No, Fillmore knew it would be much easier to keep it quiet now. Maybe, when Ingrid returned, other people would find out, maybe.
Fillmore finished up his after school patrol (hardly anything had happened since Ingrid's kid napping. It was almost as if the thugs had stopped out of respect, which is actually a very funny thought.) He declided to take a walk around the grounds at X before leaving so he headed toward the back door. He opened it and walked outside before seeing them. 'Them' was Tehama and anza standing under a tree and holding hands. Fillmore could tell they were about to kiss and he was sure they hadn't seen him and wouldn't appreciate his presance at the moment. So, he turned around and walked back into the school silently. Well it would have been silently had he been watching where he was going because if he had been he wouldn't have run into Vallejo.
"Vallejo, sorry man. I-"
But Vallejo wasn't listening, he peered over Fillmore's shoulder straight outside. "You saw them didn't you?"
"Saw who? Oh, Anza and Tehama? Yeah I saw them."
"Are you ok?"
"What? Yeah, I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, you know...I mean with...Ingrid being gone and everything. And I know how you feel about her, Fillmore."
"Vallejo, look, I'm fine. Ingrid's not gone forever, she IS coming back. I'm happy for Anza and Tehama, and about me and Ingrid, it's no big thing. I never should have said anything, I told you already I'm not gonna ask her, I don't want to.?"
"Maybe it's what you need, not what you want."
What did he mean by that? It was the second time he'd said it and Fillmore still didn't understand. "Yeah, I know Vallejo. But really, it's no big deal. But why didn't you tell me?"
"Well, for the reason I just told you. We're all a little worried about you. You're not really acting normal. Everyone else is falling apart and your're going on like nothing's happened. I know you miss Ingrid just like the rest of us and it's okay to show it. You're being strong and that's fine I guess, but you don't have to be."
'Since when did he bacome Mr. Sentimental?' Fillmore wondered. 'He thinks I'm acting weird? It's like he's a whole different person, but I'm the one acting weird? Sure.' Fillmore decided it would be best to pretend to agree with the advice. He knew that later, after this was all over, Vallejo would realize that HE, not Fillmore had been acting strange.
"Yeah, I know Vallejo. But everyone else is acting like Ingrid's gone forever. She's coming back!"
'There's a good chance she may not come back, at least not alive. But, of course, he couldn't say that to Fillmore. He decided that from now on, until Fillmore was ready to face facts, he'd just have to pretend that there was no way Ingrid was gone for good.
"Yeah Fillmore, I know she's coming back. I don't know why we're all acting this way, but it just seems right."
Neither Fillmore or Vallejo knew what else to say. Luckily, Fillmore checked his watch and realized that his mother must be outside waiting to drive him home.
"Vallejo, I have to go. My mom's waiting." Fillmore never gave another thought to a thing Vallejo had said, that is, until Tuesday night.
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A/N: I know it's really boring, but the point is it'ss another thing that will be building up stress in Fillmore's mind. I'm sensing a break down soon, but then again I AM the author. Lol! Okay, keep reviewing!