A/N: auggy1984: This is an Ephram story, that deals with Ephram having to take care of his children from 2 different women, both of whom (at one point or another) he thought/thinks he is really in love with. But the main pairing in the story is mostly Ephram & Amy. I'm sorry if that bothers you or if you choose not to read my story anymore. But just so you know, Madison (and her daughter) won't be completely taken out of Ephram's life. In fact, I plan on making Ephram's 2 kids very close (and of course then Madison will have to be involved). And to everyone else who reviewed, I thank you tons and I hope you enjoy the next "episode"!
[3.05] We Need To Talk
----August 6, 2004----
The store fell silent. Ephram and Amy looked at each other, with horror in their eyes.
Bright glanced at Amy. "Go on, tell them Amy! Tell them!"
At that moment, a large man walked over to Bright and grabbed him. "Time to go son, I think you've caused enough damage here today."
Bright broke away from the man. "I can leave by myself!" He said, as he walked out the door.
The Clerk walked over to Ephram and helped him up. "Ephram, are you okay?"
Ephram just nodded.
"What about your nose?" The Clerk asked.
"Don't worry, I'll help him with it." Amy interjected. She took Ephram by the arm and quickly led them out of the store.
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The Clerk watched them leave, then she looked at the mess. "I have to clean this up. I'm sorry for the inconvenience, but you'll have to leave."
The remaining people silently exited the store.
The Clerk walked to the door, flipped the sign, and then walked to the backroom. She reached for the phone and dailed a number, then after three rings, someone answered. "Hello? Yes, is this Dr. Harold Abbott?"
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Amy tilted Ephram's head back. "Just keep your head back, I'll lead the way." She reached into her purse and pulled out a wrinkled, but clean, tissue. "Here." She said, as she handed the tissue to Ephram.
"Thanks." He muttered.
They finally reached an empty park and sat down at a bench.
"Why did you tell him?" Ephram finally asked.
Amy's eyes became wide. "What? I didn't tell him, I swear! But if I didn't tell him, and you didn't, then who did? I haven't told anyone else!"
Ephram could tell that Amy was being honest. "I don't know...." They sat in silence for a few moments and then Ephram spoke again. "Do you think he could have somehow heard us talking?"
Amy looked at her shoes and thought it over for a moment. "It's..it's possible."
"Damnit! I wanted to explain this in our own time!" Ephram cursed.
"I know! Oh my God, I'm so sorry about everything!" She said, as tears began to fill her eyes.
Ephram's nose had stopped bleeding. "No, it isn't your fault. Not by yourself anyway. I helped you into this mess."
"But I chose to tell you at my house and you know how Bright can be sometimes!" Amy said, as tears ran down her cheeks.
"Don't worry, we'll fix this." Ephram said. I hope. He thought.
Amy leaned into hug Ephram and he winced. "I'm sorry!"
"No, it's okay." He gently put his arm around her, in spite of the pain. "What time is it?"
Amy looked down at her watch. "Twelve-fourty-three."
----6:00 P.M.----
Amy and Ephram slowly walked up to the Browns' front door. Amy grasped the handle and opened the door for Ephram, then the 2 walked inside. As the door shut behind them, they were met with 4 four words.
"We need to talk." Andy and Harold said together, in serious tones. Andy, Harold, and Rose Abbott were sitting at the kitchen table; staring at the 2 teenagers.