What Comes Up, Must Come Down-Chapter Three

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"So, what's up, Peter?" Kristin asked eagerly as she sat down. Peter sat down at his desk and cleared his throat. Kristin's smile dropped. "Uh-oh. Good or bad?" she demanded. Peter thought for a minute. "It depends on your outlook."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Kristin, your mother wants to contact you."

"Sophie? Well why didn't she come to the cabin or something?"

"No, you don't understand. Your...Your biological mother."

Peter couldn't tell her feelings from her face. It was screwed up in either confusion or anger.

"I think that's bad, Peter."

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Scott leaned in and kissed Shelby softly on the lips. "You're still beautiful," Scott said, as if reminding her. Shelby blushed. "Oh shut up, cowboy," she said but Scott could tell she enjoyed the compliments. Just as they leaned in again, they heard the ruffle of bushes.

"Ezra!" Shelby exclaimed in anger as she looked up and saw a video camera pointed at them. "What?" he demanded, lowering it. "What are you doing here, Freakin'?" she demanded again. "IT's Friedkin!" Ezra snapped. "I said what I said," she mumbled.

"Is there a reason you're here, Ez?" Scott asked, lifting his feet from the warm water. "Yes," Ezra said. He looked from Scott and Shelby's faces. "Well...?" Scott pursued. "Well what?" Ezra asked. "Don't play stupid, Freakin! What are you here for?" Shelby said in exasperation. "Oh! Oh, right. Um, Scott, Sophie wants to talk to you." Ezra said.

"Oh, alright. Thanks," he said and stood up, stretching. "I'll come!" Shelby said, also standing up. "Nope," Ezra started, "Sophie said you have cafeteria duty, serving, for the little stint you pulled over the weekend." Ezra reported, "what'd you do, anyway?" he heard Shelby mumble somehing about 'hiding report book' then straightened up completely. "What'd you say?" Ezra asked. "Nothing," she said and she and Scott set off.

"No one tells me anything!" Ezra complained after them. He then aimed the camera in his face. "And that, ladies in gentleman, is just one piece of evidence pointing to the Ezra Friedkin Theory of Conspiracy!"

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"Yeah, Soph?" Scott asked. "Oh, hey Scott. Um, I have something to tell you," Sophie said. "Oh, really?" Scott joked. Sophie smiled a little them sombered up. "Scott, your dad wants you to come home for a weekend visit-" she started but was interupted by a furious Scott.

"No! No way! I just got home from one!"

"Scott, let me finish. Um, Kristin's mother, her biological mother, turned up at his house the other day. And as you know...That's his sister, making her your aunt-"

"Yeah, I got that drift, Sophie."

"Scott! Anyways, he wants you home, to see her, and so Kristin can see her if she would like."

"I don't want to see her. I haven't seen her in nearly ten years and it's not hurting me yet. And Kristin won't want to, either."

"Well, you'll have to talk to her about that. Bottom line is, your father wants you to visit starting Friday and you'll come home that Sunday. And Peter and I have to respect his wishes."

"Fine. Whatever." he said. Sophie placed a comforting hand on Scott's shoulder. "It'll be okay, Scott. It's only for two days, actually a little less." Scott smiled a little. "Yeah I guess. Well I'll see you later," he said and jogged up towards his dorm.

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Sophie walked into Peter's office where he was looking at Kristin and she staring at the floor, expressionless.

"Have you told her the second part...?" Sophie asked. Peter shook his head, "I'm just gettind done with the first part."

"What second part?" Kristin demanded. Sophie and Peter glanced at eachother. "Kristin, Scott's going down to see his father Friday. Friday through Sunday. And..That's where your mother is staying. She'd like you to go down with Scott, to see her."

TO both their surprise, Kristin thought for a split second and immidiately gave a response. "Okay."

"Okay?" Sophie asked, unable to fully comprehend that she had so willingly offered to go see that woman. "Yeah..okay. I wanna see my mom, kind of."

"Oh..Um, yeah of course," Sophie said. Kristin may have been oblivious to it, but Peter completely heard the hurt in Sophie's voice.

"Well...You know, she's going to re-marry. And, and he's there right now. Her fiance', I mean. He has a son, a nine-year-old son." Sophie explained.

"Cool, I think," Kristin said, again contorting her face. "So that'd make him a stepdad. I don't think I want a stepdad. But I kind of want to see her. I kind of want to see my mom, ya know?" Kristin asked.

"Of course," Sophie answered.

"Well Kristin, Martin will be here Friday at around seven to drive you back, alright?" Peter asked. "Yeah," she said and walked out.

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Daisy was outside, reading from a thick black book, when Kristin got out. And, of course, David was tailing her like a sick puppy. "Daaaaisy!" he whined. "What, David?" She demanded. "C'mon!" He begged. "No. I don't want to play leap frog!"

Kristin laughed. "WHat are you laughing at?" David asked. "Leap frog, Davie?" she said, laughing again. "It's not that kind of leap frog..." he trailed off with a blank look. "Then what kind is it?" she demanded sarcastically. "Grown-up Leap frog!" he said, winking at Daisy. "You sick-argh! David!" Daisy exclaimed.

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