Reunion Chapter 2:
"Where are we?" Diane asked, looking around.
"We have to switch the limo for the van." Michael explained, "I only got the limo so that no one would be suspicious."
They had just dropped off the limo and we walking towards a beat up, blue mini van with their luggage. When they had everything packed into the van's trunk Michael got into the drivers side and they were off once again.
"So Michael, how are the kids doing?" Jeff asked.
"They're all fine, they miss you guys a lot." He responded.
"Do they have jobs? How are they making a living?" Jesse asked, curiously. Everyone was anxious to see everyone.
"Well Maria and Liz work as waitresses in the town, that's like 15 minutes from our house." Michael said.
"So you don't live in the town?" Amy asked.
"No, we live right on the outskirts, all of us in a big house."
"What about the others? Do they have jobs? Maria and Liz can't pay the rent by themselves." Jim said.
"Uh...Kyle and Max worked at this sports store in town but it went bust a couple monthes ago and they lost their jobs. I work in town." Michael said, not really wanting to explain anything about himself because he knew that they would rather hear about their kids and he understood that.
"That's too bad. Where do you work, Michael?" Diane asked, noting that she was glad she brought some extra money, she'd give the kids some before she left.
"I work days at the restaurant that Maria and Liz work at, and nights at the bank as a security guard." He explained.
"Two jobs? You must barely get any sleep Michael." Philip said.
"Well we don't have a lot of money and Max and Kyle are having a hard time getting new jobs."
"What about Isabel?" Diane had heard nothing about her daughter.
"How do you think Maria, Liz and I got jobs at the restaurant? Iz is manager."
"Really?" Jesse was surprised.
"Yep, here we are." Michael pulled in to the dirt road surrounded by woods, leading up to a large, cabin looking, house. The car pulled up out front and everyone got out. The door of the house burst open,
"MICHAEL WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOU HAD US WORRIED SIC-"Maria stopped her rant when she saw them.
"MOM!!!!" she shreiked and ran to her mother and gave her a hug. Max, Isabel, Liz, and Kyle heard her yell and came running out of the house to see what was going on.
"Mom? Dad?" Isabel was stunned. She broke out of her shock and ran to them. While everyone was hugging and kissing and getting over their shock, Michael went inside and sat down on the couch, exhausted.
After over an hour, Max made his way inside.He walked over to the couch and sat on the edge of it and looked at Michael, who was laying down, eyes closed.
"Thanks." Max whispered. Michael opened his eyes and looked at Max.
"You really shouldn't have done that Michael." Max said.
"Relax, everything turned out fine." Michael whispered.
"So says you. Go to bed, you look exhausted." Michael was about to protest but he saw logic and got up.
Michael opened his eyes, tiredly. He groaned and looked at the clock, it was morning the next day, he had slept 17 hours and it was 8 o'clock. He got up from the bed he was in and went into the living room, it was empty. He went into the kitchen and saw that Philip Evans and Liz were sitting at the kitchen table talking.
"'Morning Michael." Liz Said, smiling as usual.
"Hey Michael, we didn't see you after we arrived, what happened?" Philip asked.
"Oh, I felt really tired, Max sent me to bed." Michael explained, going for the cabinet and pulling out the kettle and filled it with water.
"How about you two? How did you sleep?" he asked back.
"I slept well thank you Michael." Philip replied. He had never got on with Michael too well but it seemed that the years had matured Michael a lot.
"Me too. I'm just catching up with my 'father-in-law'." Liz said proudly. Michael unplugged the kettle and filled a mug with it, then added some hot chocolate mix. He sat down at the table. Liz passed him the tabasco sauce, he smiled in thanks and poured a bunch of it into his hot chocolate and stirred. Philip looked like he was going to be sick.
"I never got that. Why do you kids put that in your food?" he asked, still looking grossed out.
"Our taste buds aren't the same as yours." He explained. He was just adding more sauce when he froze, still holding the tabasco to his cup.
"Michael?" Philip asked, worriedly.
"Liz," Michael whispered, she leaned in, "Mr. Evans might not want to see this." With that he looked at her with eyes of pure white and automatically she understood.
"Shit."
"What? Whats going on?" Philip asked. All of a sudden Michael fell off his chair, Liz caught him and lowered him to the ground.
"Liz whats happening?" Philip asked, panicked, kneeling on the ground next to Michael, who's eyes were wide and violently white. He made no noise but looked to be in an immense amount of pain. Liz didn't answer and instead waited for a few minutes when Michael had relaxed. They stayed on the floor and sat in silence while Michael tried to control his breathing. After a few minutes, Philip asked again,
"What just happened?" Liz answered,
"A lot's changed since we've seen you last."
TBC...
"Where are we?" Diane asked, looking around.
"We have to switch the limo for the van." Michael explained, "I only got the limo so that no one would be suspicious."
They had just dropped off the limo and we walking towards a beat up, blue mini van with their luggage. When they had everything packed into the van's trunk Michael got into the drivers side and they were off once again.
"So Michael, how are the kids doing?" Jeff asked.
"They're all fine, they miss you guys a lot." He responded.
"Do they have jobs? How are they making a living?" Jesse asked, curiously. Everyone was anxious to see everyone.
"Well Maria and Liz work as waitresses in the town, that's like 15 minutes from our house." Michael said.
"So you don't live in the town?" Amy asked.
"No, we live right on the outskirts, all of us in a big house."
"What about the others? Do they have jobs? Maria and Liz can't pay the rent by themselves." Jim said.
"Uh...Kyle and Max worked at this sports store in town but it went bust a couple monthes ago and they lost their jobs. I work in town." Michael said, not really wanting to explain anything about himself because he knew that they would rather hear about their kids and he understood that.
"That's too bad. Where do you work, Michael?" Diane asked, noting that she was glad she brought some extra money, she'd give the kids some before she left.
"I work days at the restaurant that Maria and Liz work at, and nights at the bank as a security guard." He explained.
"Two jobs? You must barely get any sleep Michael." Philip said.
"Well we don't have a lot of money and Max and Kyle are having a hard time getting new jobs."
"What about Isabel?" Diane had heard nothing about her daughter.
"How do you think Maria, Liz and I got jobs at the restaurant? Iz is manager."
"Really?" Jesse was surprised.
"Yep, here we are." Michael pulled in to the dirt road surrounded by woods, leading up to a large, cabin looking, house. The car pulled up out front and everyone got out. The door of the house burst open,
"MICHAEL WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOU HAD US WORRIED SIC-"Maria stopped her rant when she saw them.
"MOM!!!!" she shreiked and ran to her mother and gave her a hug. Max, Isabel, Liz, and Kyle heard her yell and came running out of the house to see what was going on.
"Mom? Dad?" Isabel was stunned. She broke out of her shock and ran to them. While everyone was hugging and kissing and getting over their shock, Michael went inside and sat down on the couch, exhausted.
After over an hour, Max made his way inside.He walked over to the couch and sat on the edge of it and looked at Michael, who was laying down, eyes closed.
"Thanks." Max whispered. Michael opened his eyes and looked at Max.
"You really shouldn't have done that Michael." Max said.
"Relax, everything turned out fine." Michael whispered.
"So says you. Go to bed, you look exhausted." Michael was about to protest but he saw logic and got up.
Michael opened his eyes, tiredly. He groaned and looked at the clock, it was morning the next day, he had slept 17 hours and it was 8 o'clock. He got up from the bed he was in and went into the living room, it was empty. He went into the kitchen and saw that Philip Evans and Liz were sitting at the kitchen table talking.
"'Morning Michael." Liz Said, smiling as usual.
"Hey Michael, we didn't see you after we arrived, what happened?" Philip asked.
"Oh, I felt really tired, Max sent me to bed." Michael explained, going for the cabinet and pulling out the kettle and filled it with water.
"How about you two? How did you sleep?" he asked back.
"I slept well thank you Michael." Philip replied. He had never got on with Michael too well but it seemed that the years had matured Michael a lot.
"Me too. I'm just catching up with my 'father-in-law'." Liz said proudly. Michael unplugged the kettle and filled a mug with it, then added some hot chocolate mix. He sat down at the table. Liz passed him the tabasco sauce, he smiled in thanks and poured a bunch of it into his hot chocolate and stirred. Philip looked like he was going to be sick.
"I never got that. Why do you kids put that in your food?" he asked, still looking grossed out.
"Our taste buds aren't the same as yours." He explained. He was just adding more sauce when he froze, still holding the tabasco to his cup.
"Michael?" Philip asked, worriedly.
"Liz," Michael whispered, she leaned in, "Mr. Evans might not want to see this." With that he looked at her with eyes of pure white and automatically she understood.
"Shit."
"What? Whats going on?" Philip asked. All of a sudden Michael fell off his chair, Liz caught him and lowered him to the ground.
"Liz whats happening?" Philip asked, panicked, kneeling on the ground next to Michael, who's eyes were wide and violently white. He made no noise but looked to be in an immense amount of pain. Liz didn't answer and instead waited for a few minutes when Michael had relaxed. They stayed on the floor and sat in silence while Michael tried to control his breathing. After a few minutes, Philip asked again,
"What just happened?" Liz answered,
"A lot's changed since we've seen you last."
TBC...