Transmission Re-established. . .
Posted: July 15, 2004
Chapter Five:
"Hoagie?" Abby said once again as she got closer to him. His eyes now looked at the floor. Abby got on her knees in front of him and place a hand on his shoulder. "What happened? What's wrong?"
"Don't touch me," he said in that voice that frightened her. She immediately obeyed. "It is taking all of my strength to stay right here." The last few days Hoagie had found it hard to just control his temper. He didn't want to go off on Abby, he loved her, although he didn't say it often enough, and he would do anything to keep her, but not if it was at the cost of her happiness.
Abby saw a tear drop fall onto the carpet. "I don't understand. What's going on?"
"Are you pregnant?" he said almost in a whisper, there was nothing from Abby. "Are you pregnant!" His hands had been tightly balled into a fist, they were now bleeding.
"Dammit, yes!" Abby then fell back onto the wall.
"Do you love him?" he asked.
"Love who?"
"Don't play dumb with me, Abby. Do you love him!" he yelled as he choked back tears.
"Hoagie."
"Oh, God." He got up off his hands. Abby could see his hazel eyes were red from crying. "Is the baby mine?" Still in his boxers, his blood stain hands bleed onto his legs.
Abby took a deep breath and took his face with both of her hands. "Look at me." His eyes met hers. "I love you Hoagie Gilligan and you never need to doubt that."
Hoagie could have been happy with that, but he needed to know. He put his hands on top of hers. "Is it mine?"
"We should discuss something." She stood up.
Hoagie wanted to know now, but he was not going to press her, although he knew this was not looking good. "Okay." He was calm as he stood up.
Abby made her way towards the stairs, her back to Hoagie, she didn't want to look at him as she said this. "I don't want this baby."
Hoagie was bewildered, but thought quickly hoping that maybe he could get something out of her. "Why would you not want something that was apart of us?" Then like lightening it dawned on him. "This is my baby and you don't want it. . . because you really don't want me."
"That's not true." Her back was still to him.
He couldn't help it. He came up behind her, grabbed her arm, and violently turned her around towards him. "I will not lose you to Nigel Uno!" he shouted.
Abby's face was full of fear, but fear did not become her well. "How did you know his name Hoagie?"
His face of anger was now one of confusion. "What?" Not realizing what he had just said.
"Nigel Uno. That's his name, how did you know it?" She shook herself out of his grip. "You've been spying on me again, haven't you?" He shook his head no. Abby started down the stairs. "Where's the device Hoagie, in my purse? You and your stupid inventions!"
"I said I would never do that again." He followed her down. "And unlike some people, I can be trusted!"
Abby stopped and turned around, while still on the stairs, she looked hurt. "I thought you said you were over that?"
"And I was," he passed her on the stairs and made his way down, "until Nigel Uno."
"Come on, Hoagie. You're suppose to be a genius." She made her way to the first floor to join him. "Don't you see there's something weird going on here?"
Hoagie only looked at her "Didn't you say you use to dream about me, before you met me? Then I go and have a deja vu moment with someone I just met, but it was more than that, it was like a..." She struggled to find the words.
"Like a memory," he said softly.
"Yes!" She was excited, they were on the same wavelenght.
"Wallabee," Hoagie said.
"Why are you bring him back into this?" Abby asked.
"Because I've met him."
"When you were spying on me that first year we were going out?"
"No, yesterday. I only knew him by a name then. But yesterday when I met him, it was like I knew him before. I didn't understand why," Hoagie explained, not really sure if it was making any sense.
"Like me and Nigel."
"Like you and me," he said sadly.
"Somehow the four of us are connected, Hoagie," Abby concluded.
"But how?" he wondered.
Transmission Interrupted. . .