All standard disclaimers that I have already used so far with any of the various stories that
I now have on fanfiction.net will apply. For your information, all of the characters that you may
not actually recognize well enough in this story are original characters of mine, unless otherwise
stated, in fact. So please don't steal my original characters from this story or any others, for that
matter.
Now without further ado, back to the story. And I hope that you'll all enjoy it, of course.
7th Heaven: The Glen Oak Chronicles
Introduction To The Camdens' Universe
Chapter Five
The following day, as the Camden children were getting ready for the day ahead, whether or
not they were old enough to go to school, Simon nearly collided with Matt as they were both
descending the back stairway into the Camdens' kitchen area. Matt said, "Watch it, Simon. You
don't want to fall flat on your face, I hope, as you come down the stairs."
"Matt, you're where I was going," said Simon.
"What's the hurry, Kiddo?"
"Deanna's waiting for me at the end of the driveway. Seems she wants to talk to me about
something."
"Could she be wanting you to go steady, perhaps?"
"No, of course not, Matt. Whatever gave you that idea?"
"Just a thought. You seem to be trying to spend a lot of time with her of late, whenever
possible, Simon. I was just wondering if that might possibly be the case now."
"I can't afford to go steady right now, Matt. I don't even have a job. How in the world am
I going to be able to afford a steady girlfriend at the current time, Matt?"
"True enough, I suppose. What about the future, then?"
"What about it?" They began getting some food for themselves to consume for their
breakfasts, then, just as soon as Ruthie, Lucy, and Mary had done the same well enough here.
"Might you someday want to marry her, Simon?"
"Not until I'm at least out of high school, of course, Matt. What kind of guy do you think I
am? How in the world would I be able to afford a wife while I was still in high school? I really don't
think that I possibly could, Matt."
"Write a book or something about how you want to strike it rich somehow in the future,
Simon." They both sat down at the Camdens' table, and began to have their breakfasts with Lucy,
Mary, and Ruthie, at the very least. If not also Annie and/or Eric, for that matter.
"Like anyone would want to read a book like that from me in the next five or ten years? Get
real, Matt. Or are you totally gone on something I don't even know of yet?"
"No, I'm not totally gone on anything, thank you very much, Simon."
"Relax, Matt," said Mary. "He's just being Simon, of course."
"What's that supposed to mean, Mary?" asked Simon.
"All hurry for something he may not need to worry about, I think."
"How would you know, Beanie?"
"Feminine intuition, you might say," said Mary.
"Well, Deanna seemed really worried when I talked to her last night on the phone."
"Is that so, Simon?" asked Lucy.
"I wonder if something is wrong with her. She seems to be quite worried about something,
and I have no idea what that might be, in fact."
Annie then walked into the room, and said, "Simon, Deanna's wondering when you'll be out
at the end of the driveway."
"I'll be there shortly." He then quickly finished the rest of his breakfast, and grabbed up all
his necessary things here, on the way out to the driveway to see Deanna for a little while.
"Mom, do you have any idea what this is all about here?" asked Ruthie.
"No, I don't. But whatever is going on here, I hope that everything will work out well enough
for the both of them, of course, Ruthie."
"I hope it's not really bad, whatever it is," said Lucy.
"So do I, Lucy. But if it is, then let's all hope that the both of them will be able to deal with
it well enough in their lives, of course," said Annie.
The remaining Camden children then spent most, if not all, of the rest of their breakfasts in
relative silence, only speaking when necessary here. This was because a feeling of concern had begun
to come over them all here, in fact. And they didn't really want to say or do anything that might make
things worse here. Or at least not before they knew what was now going on with Simon and Deanna
here well enough, if at all, by the way. This, of course, was for all the obvious reasons, no doubt.
After a while, Simon came back in, and said, "Deanna's apparently going to Japan this winter,
and she'd rather stay here. Her family's apparently moving to Japan after the first of the year, because
her father's company sent him there for a while. And another family's apparently moving in from
there to here."
"Deanna's moving to Japan?" asked Mary.
"Yes, I'm afraid that she might be. And we both don't want her to go there then."
"Simon, when does she have to be over there by, if she does go there?"
"The end of the first full week of January, Mom. Can't you and Dad try to do something that
might keep her and her family here in Glen Oak for a while longer?"
"I don't know, Simon, but I'll see what we can do, just the same."
"I don't want her to go away, and she doesn't want to go away, either."
"I understand that, Simon. But maybe there is a reason that we can't see yet that might
explain why Deanna's family is apparently moving to Japan from here. Maybe not. Whatever the
case might be, I just don't know yet, of course. But if she does go, I still do trust that God has a good
enough reason for her to go over there."
"Why can't it wait until next summer, at the very earliest?"
"Maybe it can. Maybe it can't. We'll just have to wait and see what God has in store for
everyone concerned here, of course, Simon. Now, if I'm not too mistaken, it's about time for all of
you who are school-aged kids to get to school."
Annie then began to distribute sack lunches to all her school-aged children, before they all
exited the Camden residence, for the obvious reasons. And then she went to find Eric in his home
office, in very short order.
Eric saw her come in, and asked, once they were behind a sufficiently-secured office door,
"What's the matter, Annie?"
"Simon's upset about something."
"What's the matter with Simon now?"
"Apparently Deanna is moving to Japan, and neither he nor Deanna are very happy about that
here. He would like us to see what we can do to keep it from happening, Eric."
"I see. And what do you think we might be able to do?"
"Couldn't we actually both try to find a job for Deanna's father that would allow him and his
family to stay here?"
"I suppose we could. But I have this strange feeling that that's not what God has in His plan
for Simon, Deanna, and Deanna's family right now, at least. I can't explain it right now, but I just
have such a feeling here, Annie."
"We've got to do something, don't we?"
"Let's wait and see what happens around here for a little while, Annie. Let's see if we can
learn anything more about what might be happening here, before we do anything major enough."
"I don't really want Simon to have a broken heart at his age right now."
"Nor do I. But we aren't in control of this world, no matter how we might prefer otherwise,
Annie dear. So we have to wait for a while, I think, to see what happens for everyone concerned here
well enough. Perhaps later, we might be able to do something here. But right now, no matter what,
we'll let the chips fall where they may here, so to speak."
"Are you sure that's best here?"
"It may not be, Annie. But I'm willing to trust that God knows what He's doing here better
than we might realize yet. So, Annie, we're going to wait for now, at least. As head of the household,
this is my direction, as of the current time. If things change enough to allow me to say otherwise, then
you'll be the first one I'll let know around here, of course."
"As you wish, Eric. As head of the household, your word is law, here. I see no reason to
challenge this decision of yours, at this time, if I ever will. I do believe that you're acting in a proper
leadership role, at this time, at least. So I'll obey you here, at least publicly, of course."
"Thank you, Annie. Is that all you wanted to speak to me about at the current time?"
"As a matter of fact, I believe that it is."
"Understood. Do we have any of the donuts left from last night?"
"No, I don't think we do. I believe the kids ate the last of them for breakfast a little while ago.
If they didn't, did you want them to save at least one of them for you to eat later on?"
"It would have been nice if they had, if they didn't, of course."
"If they did, would you like me to leave it or them in the fridge for you to have later?"
"Yes, please, of course."
"I have other things to do right now, I think. So I'd best get to them, of course."
"Understood. Might I have a kiss, though, before you go, honey?"
"I suppose so." Annie came to where he was sitting behind his office desk, and then she gave
him a brief, yet passionate, kiss on his lips for a few seconds. After she did so, he said, "You smell
sweet right now. I wonder if you're wearing a new perfume or something?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"I would. But I can wait, I suppose, to find out."
"Wait until tonight, and then you'll see, Eric!" She then suddenly sashayed slinkily out of his
office, with a very wide schoolgirlish-like grin on her face as she did so. And then she quietly shut
the door behind her after leaving his office again. She didn't know what was yet to come here for her
or Eric on the current day, of course, but she was now in a quite mischievous mood at the current
time. So she continued to sashay all through the house for a while, as if nobody was watching except
for God and the angels above, in fact.
Little did Eric know just what she was beginning to plan for him later that very day or night.
But he'd eventually find out, if at all possible, before midnight came and went again in Glen Oak's
own local area, in fact. This, of course, was for all the obvious reasons here.
I haven't yet decided the eventual romantic pairings for Eric and Annie's kids here. I will take
suggestions, if they're clean enough, and appropriate enough for them, in fact. Though, if and when
you might make those suggestions, please try to keep in mind this simple fact here. As of the opening
of this story, after the above Chapter Five, the current year in the Camdens' Universe will be
somewhere around 1996 or 1997, as the case might then be. I may actually use the characters that
you might be more familiar with from the actual TV series as potential girlfriends or boyfriends, or
I may not. It'll depend a lot on what you people want me to have for them, most likely, of course.
But not entirely, for all the obvious reasons. And please be aware that this story of mine, at least, if
not any other stories of mine as well, may periodically delve into the areas of alternate timelines,
realities, and/or universes, as well as have at least some OOC elements for any or all of the characters
in it, at least a little bit, if not a lot. And it may or may not actually tie in with any number of other
stories of mine that might feature its main characters, at least on the protagonists' side of things, in
fact. Until later, then, this is now "The Universal Storyteller" signing off. Take care, and all that, of
course, if at all possible. Also, if at all possible, please do read, review, and enjoy this story here,
readers! Over and out!
I now have on fanfiction.net will apply. For your information, all of the characters that you may
not actually recognize well enough in this story are original characters of mine, unless otherwise
stated, in fact. So please don't steal my original characters from this story or any others, for that
matter.
Now without further ado, back to the story. And I hope that you'll all enjoy it, of course.
7th Heaven: The Glen Oak Chronicles
Introduction To The Camdens' Universe
Chapter Five
The following day, as the Camden children were getting ready for the day ahead, whether or
not they were old enough to go to school, Simon nearly collided with Matt as they were both
descending the back stairway into the Camdens' kitchen area. Matt said, "Watch it, Simon. You
don't want to fall flat on your face, I hope, as you come down the stairs."
"Matt, you're where I was going," said Simon.
"What's the hurry, Kiddo?"
"Deanna's waiting for me at the end of the driveway. Seems she wants to talk to me about
something."
"Could she be wanting you to go steady, perhaps?"
"No, of course not, Matt. Whatever gave you that idea?"
"Just a thought. You seem to be trying to spend a lot of time with her of late, whenever
possible, Simon. I was just wondering if that might possibly be the case now."
"I can't afford to go steady right now, Matt. I don't even have a job. How in the world am
I going to be able to afford a steady girlfriend at the current time, Matt?"
"True enough, I suppose. What about the future, then?"
"What about it?" They began getting some food for themselves to consume for their
breakfasts, then, just as soon as Ruthie, Lucy, and Mary had done the same well enough here.
"Might you someday want to marry her, Simon?"
"Not until I'm at least out of high school, of course, Matt. What kind of guy do you think I
am? How in the world would I be able to afford a wife while I was still in high school? I really don't
think that I possibly could, Matt."
"Write a book or something about how you want to strike it rich somehow in the future,
Simon." They both sat down at the Camdens' table, and began to have their breakfasts with Lucy,
Mary, and Ruthie, at the very least. If not also Annie and/or Eric, for that matter.
"Like anyone would want to read a book like that from me in the next five or ten years? Get
real, Matt. Or are you totally gone on something I don't even know of yet?"
"No, I'm not totally gone on anything, thank you very much, Simon."
"Relax, Matt," said Mary. "He's just being Simon, of course."
"What's that supposed to mean, Mary?" asked Simon.
"All hurry for something he may not need to worry about, I think."
"How would you know, Beanie?"
"Feminine intuition, you might say," said Mary.
"Well, Deanna seemed really worried when I talked to her last night on the phone."
"Is that so, Simon?" asked Lucy.
"I wonder if something is wrong with her. She seems to be quite worried about something,
and I have no idea what that might be, in fact."
Annie then walked into the room, and said, "Simon, Deanna's wondering when you'll be out
at the end of the driveway."
"I'll be there shortly." He then quickly finished the rest of his breakfast, and grabbed up all
his necessary things here, on the way out to the driveway to see Deanna for a little while.
"Mom, do you have any idea what this is all about here?" asked Ruthie.
"No, I don't. But whatever is going on here, I hope that everything will work out well enough
for the both of them, of course, Ruthie."
"I hope it's not really bad, whatever it is," said Lucy.
"So do I, Lucy. But if it is, then let's all hope that the both of them will be able to deal with
it well enough in their lives, of course," said Annie.
The remaining Camden children then spent most, if not all, of the rest of their breakfasts in
relative silence, only speaking when necessary here. This was because a feeling of concern had begun
to come over them all here, in fact. And they didn't really want to say or do anything that might make
things worse here. Or at least not before they knew what was now going on with Simon and Deanna
here well enough, if at all, by the way. This, of course, was for all the obvious reasons, no doubt.
After a while, Simon came back in, and said, "Deanna's apparently going to Japan this winter,
and she'd rather stay here. Her family's apparently moving to Japan after the first of the year, because
her father's company sent him there for a while. And another family's apparently moving in from
there to here."
"Deanna's moving to Japan?" asked Mary.
"Yes, I'm afraid that she might be. And we both don't want her to go there then."
"Simon, when does she have to be over there by, if she does go there?"
"The end of the first full week of January, Mom. Can't you and Dad try to do something that
might keep her and her family here in Glen Oak for a while longer?"
"I don't know, Simon, but I'll see what we can do, just the same."
"I don't want her to go away, and she doesn't want to go away, either."
"I understand that, Simon. But maybe there is a reason that we can't see yet that might
explain why Deanna's family is apparently moving to Japan from here. Maybe not. Whatever the
case might be, I just don't know yet, of course. But if she does go, I still do trust that God has a good
enough reason for her to go over there."
"Why can't it wait until next summer, at the very earliest?"
"Maybe it can. Maybe it can't. We'll just have to wait and see what God has in store for
everyone concerned here, of course, Simon. Now, if I'm not too mistaken, it's about time for all of
you who are school-aged kids to get to school."
Annie then began to distribute sack lunches to all her school-aged children, before they all
exited the Camden residence, for the obvious reasons. And then she went to find Eric in his home
office, in very short order.
Eric saw her come in, and asked, once they were behind a sufficiently-secured office door,
"What's the matter, Annie?"
"Simon's upset about something."
"What's the matter with Simon now?"
"Apparently Deanna is moving to Japan, and neither he nor Deanna are very happy about that
here. He would like us to see what we can do to keep it from happening, Eric."
"I see. And what do you think we might be able to do?"
"Couldn't we actually both try to find a job for Deanna's father that would allow him and his
family to stay here?"
"I suppose we could. But I have this strange feeling that that's not what God has in His plan
for Simon, Deanna, and Deanna's family right now, at least. I can't explain it right now, but I just
have such a feeling here, Annie."
"We've got to do something, don't we?"
"Let's wait and see what happens around here for a little while, Annie. Let's see if we can
learn anything more about what might be happening here, before we do anything major enough."
"I don't really want Simon to have a broken heart at his age right now."
"Nor do I. But we aren't in control of this world, no matter how we might prefer otherwise,
Annie dear. So we have to wait for a while, I think, to see what happens for everyone concerned here
well enough. Perhaps later, we might be able to do something here. But right now, no matter what,
we'll let the chips fall where they may here, so to speak."
"Are you sure that's best here?"
"It may not be, Annie. But I'm willing to trust that God knows what He's doing here better
than we might realize yet. So, Annie, we're going to wait for now, at least. As head of the household,
this is my direction, as of the current time. If things change enough to allow me to say otherwise, then
you'll be the first one I'll let know around here, of course."
"As you wish, Eric. As head of the household, your word is law, here. I see no reason to
challenge this decision of yours, at this time, if I ever will. I do believe that you're acting in a proper
leadership role, at this time, at least. So I'll obey you here, at least publicly, of course."
"Thank you, Annie. Is that all you wanted to speak to me about at the current time?"
"As a matter of fact, I believe that it is."
"Understood. Do we have any of the donuts left from last night?"
"No, I don't think we do. I believe the kids ate the last of them for breakfast a little while ago.
If they didn't, did you want them to save at least one of them for you to eat later on?"
"It would have been nice if they had, if they didn't, of course."
"If they did, would you like me to leave it or them in the fridge for you to have later?"
"Yes, please, of course."
"I have other things to do right now, I think. So I'd best get to them, of course."
"Understood. Might I have a kiss, though, before you go, honey?"
"I suppose so." Annie came to where he was sitting behind his office desk, and then she gave
him a brief, yet passionate, kiss on his lips for a few seconds. After she did so, he said, "You smell
sweet right now. I wonder if you're wearing a new perfume or something?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"I would. But I can wait, I suppose, to find out."
"Wait until tonight, and then you'll see, Eric!" She then suddenly sashayed slinkily out of his
office, with a very wide schoolgirlish-like grin on her face as she did so. And then she quietly shut
the door behind her after leaving his office again. She didn't know what was yet to come here for her
or Eric on the current day, of course, but she was now in a quite mischievous mood at the current
time. So she continued to sashay all through the house for a while, as if nobody was watching except
for God and the angels above, in fact.
Little did Eric know just what she was beginning to plan for him later that very day or night.
But he'd eventually find out, if at all possible, before midnight came and went again in Glen Oak's
own local area, in fact. This, of course, was for all the obvious reasons here.
I haven't yet decided the eventual romantic pairings for Eric and Annie's kids here. I will take
suggestions, if they're clean enough, and appropriate enough for them, in fact. Though, if and when
you might make those suggestions, please try to keep in mind this simple fact here. As of the opening
of this story, after the above Chapter Five, the current year in the Camdens' Universe will be
somewhere around 1996 or 1997, as the case might then be. I may actually use the characters that
you might be more familiar with from the actual TV series as potential girlfriends or boyfriends, or
I may not. It'll depend a lot on what you people want me to have for them, most likely, of course.
But not entirely, for all the obvious reasons. And please be aware that this story of mine, at least, if
not any other stories of mine as well, may periodically delve into the areas of alternate timelines,
realities, and/or universes, as well as have at least some OOC elements for any or all of the characters
in it, at least a little bit, if not a lot. And it may or may not actually tie in with any number of other
stories of mine that might feature its main characters, at least on the protagonists' side of things, in
fact. Until later, then, this is now "The Universal Storyteller" signing off. Take care, and all that, of
course, if at all possible. Also, if at all possible, please do read, review, and enjoy this story here,
readers! Over and out!