Hi guys... from this point on as you noticed in the last chapter I used some lines from the show... more lines from the show will be used in here.... I am claiming right now that I got the lines off the TV from fox's showing. Which took a little time, ok a lot of time lol and I had to watch the episode over and over lol but hey what ever works right? Thanks and enjoy!
-----------------------------------------------------------
The next day Rachel and Nick went out to see if they could find Ryan. They have been trying for a few days with little luck. She missed his birthday but wasn't going to give up. They went around asking in various stores if they knew of Ryan or his mother. Many said no but a few said they had come in from time to time. They were hoping that they could find one person that knew where he lived. After a long day of searching they decided to call it a night.
"We will try again tomorrow." Nick said putting his arm around Rachel. She nodded and they walked back in to the house.
"I'm going to take a shower." She said and he nodded and went in to get some dinner. He hoped they would find Ryan soon. Nick could tell she missed him a lot.
-----------------------------------
Ryan walked into the visiting room with his hands handcuffed. He saw a man in a suit sitting at the table. The man rose as he saw Ryan come in.
"Ryan. Sandy Cohen. The court's appointed me your public defender." The man stated. The officer un-handcuffed Ryan then Ryan sat down. "You could do worse. You okay? They treating you all right?" Sandy asked.
"Where's my brother?" Ryan asked.
"Uh, Trey is over 18. Trey stole a car; Trey had a gun in his pants, an ounce of pot in his pocket, a couple of priors. I'm guessing right now, Trey's looking at three to five years. But Trey's not my concern. This is your first time in lockup. I'm assuming you don't plan on coming back. Your grades…are not great. Suspended twice for fighting, truancy three times…your test scores, 98 percentile on your SAT I? Ryan, 98 percentile, if you start going to class, are you thinking about college?" Sandy asked looking up at Ryan. Ryan chuckled and Sandy continued "Have you given any thought at all to your future? Dude. I'm on your side. Come on, help me out here." Ryan looked around the room then at Sandy.
"Modern medicine is advancing to the point where the average human life span will be 100. But I read this article which said Social Security is supposed to run out by the year 2025, which means people are going to have to stay at their jobs until they're 80. So I don't want to commit to anything too soon." Ryan stated matter-of-factly. It was Sandy's turn to chuckle.
"Look, I can plead this down to a misdemeanor. Petty fine, probation. But know this; stealing a car 'cause your big brother told you to, it's stupid, and it's weak, and those are two things you can't afford to be anymore." Sandy said in all seriousness. Ryan looked at him then looked away.
"Two more things"
"Do you want to change that? Then you have to get over the fact that life dealt you a bad hand. I get it. We're cut from the same deck, Ryan. I grew up, no money, bad part of the Bronx. My father was gone; my mother worked all the time. I was pissed off. I was stupid." Sandy said tying to get though to Ryan.
"And look at you now." Ryan said flatly
"Smart kid like you. You got to have a plan. Some kind of a dream." Sandy said desperately. Ryan snorts.
"Yeah, right. Let me tell you something, okay? Where I'm from, having a dream doesn't make you smart. Knowing it won't come true…that does." Ryan states. Sandy is able to get Ryan released and t hey walk out of the juvenile detention center together.
"My office will contact you to remind you of the date for your hearing." Sandy says and Ryan looks at him.
"I'll remember." he says. Then a car come screeching up the driveway and stops in front of Ryan. A very angry woman gets out.
"Unbelievable! What kind of family I got, huh? What the hell did I do to deserve this family? You want to tell me that?" The woman yells. It is Ryan's mom, Dawn. Sandy is in shock at first but composes himself.
"Mrs. Atwood? I'm Sandy Cohen. I'm Ryan's attorney." He states and Dawn yells back at him.
"You should've let him rot in there. Just like his dad's doing. Just like his brother's gonna." she looks at Ryan "Let's go Ryan. Now, Ryan!" She yells and gets in the car. Sandy pulls out a card and writes on it.
"I'm going to give you my card. My home number. If you need somebody, if things get to be too much, call me." He said and handed the card to Ryan. Ryan just nodded.
"Let's go!" Dawn yells. Ryan glances at his mom.
"All right!" He yells and gets in.
--------------------------------------------------------
Nick was a little worried about Rachel since she didn't get out of bed all day. She said she wasn't feeling well. He must admit that she didn't look well but he couldn't help but think it was also because they haven't found Ryan yet. They must have been closer then he originally thought. He knew how she felt because he felt the same way when she left. He decided to talk to his step-father since he has done some business in Chino before.
He walked into the living room to see his step-father, Jim, watching TV.
"Hey Jim." Nick said and Jim looked up.
"Hey Nick. What's up?" he asked noticing something was on Nicks mind.
"I was just wondering if you have ever worked or heard of the Atwoods?" Nick asked. Jim thought a minute.
"The name sounds very familiar. Is that the last name of that kid you guys have been looking for?" Jim asked and Nick nodded. "I think I might have worked with one. What's the kids name again?" he asked.
"Ryan Atwood." Nick stated. "Rachel really misses him, they really got close over the past three years." Nick said and Jim nodded listening.
"I'll ask at John at work Monday. He has records of everyone we worked with." He said and Nick smiled.
"Thanks Jim that means a lot." Nick said and Jim smiled back.
"No problem. She is a good friend of yours and you were kind of the same way when she left. your mom told me all about her." Jim said filling Nick in on what he had known for a while. "It was months before you cheered up again. I couldn't help you but we can try to help her right?" He said smiling a little. Nick nodded.
"Yea and even if you don't have any luck we can keep looking. Thanks again Jim." Nick said and got up. "I'm going to see how Rachel is doing." Jim gave a quick nod and went back to watching TV.
Nick walked in to the dark bed room to find Rachel sleeping in bed. He flipped on the lights and went over to her bed.
"Rachel. Get up." He said gently. She didn't stir. He tapped her shoulder and shook her a little bit. "Wake up." he said and she began to move.
"What is it?" She said quietly and with only one eye open.
"You need to get up and move around. You can't just lay here all day." Nick said sitting on the bed.
"Nick, I really don't feel to good. I don't want to move." She said quietly again. Nick reached up and felt Rachel's forehead. She felt really warm to him. "Can you get off the blankets? I am cold." She said to him.
"What is hurting you?" Nick asked now realizing that Rachel was really sick.
"My head, stomach, thought, and my body aches." She said again still quietly. Nick got up.
"I'll get you something." He said but she was already asleep. Nick sighed and turned out the lights. He then headed out to the store to pick up some cold medicine.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
OK I hope you liked that chapter. Feel free to add suggestions. I am open to it :) more coming soon!
-----------------------------------------------------------
The next day Rachel and Nick went out to see if they could find Ryan. They have been trying for a few days with little luck. She missed his birthday but wasn't going to give up. They went around asking in various stores if they knew of Ryan or his mother. Many said no but a few said they had come in from time to time. They were hoping that they could find one person that knew where he lived. After a long day of searching they decided to call it a night.
"We will try again tomorrow." Nick said putting his arm around Rachel. She nodded and they walked back in to the house.
"I'm going to take a shower." She said and he nodded and went in to get some dinner. He hoped they would find Ryan soon. Nick could tell she missed him a lot.
-----------------------------------
Ryan walked into the visiting room with his hands handcuffed. He saw a man in a suit sitting at the table. The man rose as he saw Ryan come in.
"Ryan. Sandy Cohen. The court's appointed me your public defender." The man stated. The officer un-handcuffed Ryan then Ryan sat down. "You could do worse. You okay? They treating you all right?" Sandy asked.
"Where's my brother?" Ryan asked.
"Uh, Trey is over 18. Trey stole a car; Trey had a gun in his pants, an ounce of pot in his pocket, a couple of priors. I'm guessing right now, Trey's looking at three to five years. But Trey's not my concern. This is your first time in lockup. I'm assuming you don't plan on coming back. Your grades…are not great. Suspended twice for fighting, truancy three times…your test scores, 98 percentile on your SAT I? Ryan, 98 percentile, if you start going to class, are you thinking about college?" Sandy asked looking up at Ryan. Ryan chuckled and Sandy continued "Have you given any thought at all to your future? Dude. I'm on your side. Come on, help me out here." Ryan looked around the room then at Sandy.
"Modern medicine is advancing to the point where the average human life span will be 100. But I read this article which said Social Security is supposed to run out by the year 2025, which means people are going to have to stay at their jobs until they're 80. So I don't want to commit to anything too soon." Ryan stated matter-of-factly. It was Sandy's turn to chuckle.
"Look, I can plead this down to a misdemeanor. Petty fine, probation. But know this; stealing a car 'cause your big brother told you to, it's stupid, and it's weak, and those are two things you can't afford to be anymore." Sandy said in all seriousness. Ryan looked at him then looked away.
"Two more things"
"Do you want to change that? Then you have to get over the fact that life dealt you a bad hand. I get it. We're cut from the same deck, Ryan. I grew up, no money, bad part of the Bronx. My father was gone; my mother worked all the time. I was pissed off. I was stupid." Sandy said tying to get though to Ryan.
"And look at you now." Ryan said flatly
"Smart kid like you. You got to have a plan. Some kind of a dream." Sandy said desperately. Ryan snorts.
"Yeah, right. Let me tell you something, okay? Where I'm from, having a dream doesn't make you smart. Knowing it won't come true…that does." Ryan states. Sandy is able to get Ryan released and t hey walk out of the juvenile detention center together.
"My office will contact you to remind you of the date for your hearing." Sandy says and Ryan looks at him.
"I'll remember." he says. Then a car come screeching up the driveway and stops in front of Ryan. A very angry woman gets out.
"Unbelievable! What kind of family I got, huh? What the hell did I do to deserve this family? You want to tell me that?" The woman yells. It is Ryan's mom, Dawn. Sandy is in shock at first but composes himself.
"Mrs. Atwood? I'm Sandy Cohen. I'm Ryan's attorney." He states and Dawn yells back at him.
"You should've let him rot in there. Just like his dad's doing. Just like his brother's gonna." she looks at Ryan "Let's go Ryan. Now, Ryan!" She yells and gets in the car. Sandy pulls out a card and writes on it.
"I'm going to give you my card. My home number. If you need somebody, if things get to be too much, call me." He said and handed the card to Ryan. Ryan just nodded.
"Let's go!" Dawn yells. Ryan glances at his mom.
"All right!" He yells and gets in.
--------------------------------------------------------
Nick was a little worried about Rachel since she didn't get out of bed all day. She said she wasn't feeling well. He must admit that she didn't look well but he couldn't help but think it was also because they haven't found Ryan yet. They must have been closer then he originally thought. He knew how she felt because he felt the same way when she left. He decided to talk to his step-father since he has done some business in Chino before.
He walked into the living room to see his step-father, Jim, watching TV.
"Hey Jim." Nick said and Jim looked up.
"Hey Nick. What's up?" he asked noticing something was on Nicks mind.
"I was just wondering if you have ever worked or heard of the Atwoods?" Nick asked. Jim thought a minute.
"The name sounds very familiar. Is that the last name of that kid you guys have been looking for?" Jim asked and Nick nodded. "I think I might have worked with one. What's the kids name again?" he asked.
"Ryan Atwood." Nick stated. "Rachel really misses him, they really got close over the past three years." Nick said and Jim nodded listening.
"I'll ask at John at work Monday. He has records of everyone we worked with." He said and Nick smiled.
"Thanks Jim that means a lot." Nick said and Jim smiled back.
"No problem. She is a good friend of yours and you were kind of the same way when she left. your mom told me all about her." Jim said filling Nick in on what he had known for a while. "It was months before you cheered up again. I couldn't help you but we can try to help her right?" He said smiling a little. Nick nodded.
"Yea and even if you don't have any luck we can keep looking. Thanks again Jim." Nick said and got up. "I'm going to see how Rachel is doing." Jim gave a quick nod and went back to watching TV.
Nick walked in to the dark bed room to find Rachel sleeping in bed. He flipped on the lights and went over to her bed.
"Rachel. Get up." He said gently. She didn't stir. He tapped her shoulder and shook her a little bit. "Wake up." he said and she began to move.
"What is it?" She said quietly and with only one eye open.
"You need to get up and move around. You can't just lay here all day." Nick said sitting on the bed.
"Nick, I really don't feel to good. I don't want to move." She said quietly again. Nick reached up and felt Rachel's forehead. She felt really warm to him. "Can you get off the blankets? I am cold." She said to him.
"What is hurting you?" Nick asked now realizing that Rachel was really sick.
"My head, stomach, thought, and my body aches." She said again still quietly. Nick got up.
"I'll get you something." He said but she was already asleep. Nick sighed and turned out the lights. He then headed out to the store to pick up some cold medicine.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
OK I hope you liked that chapter. Feel free to add suggestions. I am open to it :) more coming soon!