Second Chances: Fifty Ways To Leave Your Memories
A Simon & Simon/Six Million Dollar Man Crossover Story
Rick Simon is facing his 50th birthday and some hard decisions in his life;
will his and A.J.'s partnership survive?
(This is a work of fiction. No money is being made on it, and the characters are owned by Universal and are only being borrowed for a little while. .)
Prologue
Rick huddled inside his coat for warmth, wondering for the hundredth time how he had ended up in a stone cold shack trapped in a blizzard.
In May of all things!
In Arizona, dry heat capital of the world. At least of his world. There had been instances of Mother's Day's storms before, but not for at least 80 years. A freak weather pattern the forecaster had said, yeah sure he and A.J. had laughed.
They weren't laughing now. At least he wasn't. Here he was supposed to be contemplating his upcoming fiftieth birthday, and now his biggest worry wasn't feeling old, but staying alive.
Struggling to his feet, he limped to the door, then tried with all his strength to open it. Frozen solid, the only thing he did was bruise his hands pounding at the door frame to loosen the ice buildup.
How stupid he'd been to not crack a window or door, he'd already realized the air was stuffy, probably the air vent was also plugged with snow. He'd have to break down and call for help, there was no way he'd let his wife find him passed out from lack of air or carbon monoxide poisoning.
Suddenly he felt dizzy, so he grabbed the old chair he'd brought from the ranch house and eased himself down, missing the seat in his wobbly state and ending up on the cold wooden floor.
"Aw, hell!" he swore, then realized how stupid he probably looked and started to laugh.
What he wouldn't give for a beer, or a hot cup of coffee, or....
Rick sighed, yes, he wanted Laurie. But he was not going to have her out in this weather to come get him; he could get out of here himself.
As he sat there, he started to get sleepy; maybe he'd take a quick nap and rest his injured leg.
Trying to find a comfortable spot to rest, he heard her voice, then realized she was trying to reach him through his transmitter.
"Rick-where are you, please answer me."