Disclaimer: I don't own Everwood, the town, or its characters. I'm just a
college student.
Chapter 7 uses "Most of All," by Fuel
Chapter 7 – Most of All
A/N: Hey everyone. Thanks for coming back. I know it had been awhile since my last update but there was a lot going on. Anyways, this chapter starts to bring in some more familiar faces, so I hope you all enjoy. Please remember this is Ephramy . . . no matter who comes back.
"Grab your jacket," the man said, "we're running late as is,"
"I'm sick of going there, why can't grandma watch me?" the small boy asked his father as he put each arm in his blue coat.
"Because grandma got a new job, and her hours are different," he grabbed his keys off the counter, "Zip up,"
"Its summer time, why do I need a coat on?"
"Because its going to be cold later tonight, and I won't be home until tomorrow," he opened the door, "I thought you liked it at Katie's house,"
"No, YOU like it at Katie's house," he said laughing, "You smile everytime we go there, Dad,"
"You pay too much attention for a boy your age, Micah, you know that?" Tommy said smiling, "This is only temporary, we'll figure something out. Besides, during the school year you never have to go to Katie's,"
"I know," he said walking out the door after his father, swooping down once to pet his dog, Alvin, goodbye, "I'll see you tomorrow boy,"
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"I see our stars tonight Do you recall that light Or do you ever think of me And in your world somewhere Do memories rip and tear The ones that always keep you hanging on To all that might have been"
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"Todd you better have an awesome reason for me coming home, you hear me?" Ephram shouted, walking through the door.
he stopped as he saw his friend sound asleep on the couch with Jerry Springer on in the background. "You're kidding me," he said angrily. "Wake your ass up," shaking Todd enough to wake him up.
"What is WRONG with you?!" he asked sitting up, rubbing his eyes, "It's the summer, why are you waking me?"
"Gee, Todd," he said sarcastically, "maybe because five minutes ago you were screaming that there was going to be a party in the house because my father is gone," he caught his breath, "And when I get home you're magically sleeping . . . Do you know where I was?"
"Yeah, with Amy," he said lightly, trying to settle back into the spot he was in while he was asleep, "How'd that go? Was it all the action you wanted and more?"
"Amy and I are about more than just action, okay? I'm in love with her . . ." he smiled, "You act like you don't know how it feels to be in love, but you're on your cell phone with Samantha every few hours,"
"I know man, I just thought maybe since it'd been so long . . . you know," he said, his eyes widening, a smile spreading across his face, "you have some time to make up for . . ."
"I'm not talking about this with you," Ephram started laughing. No matter how angry Todd made Ephram, the dispute always ended in laughter. "Here's the thing . . . next time you and Delia are alone here, please try not to be loud. She'll call me complaining you'll be overreacting . . . and I'll have to leave Amy's. I might as well just turn around and go back to see her now,"
"That's not very slick at all, Eph," he said shaking his head, "you gotta make her want you. You can't just run over there every time you feel like it, where's your originality?"
"But I have time . . . and it's perfect . . ." he explained, "I want to spend as much time with her this summer as I can since she'll be far away again when school starts,"
Ephram's soul spoke 'Amy,' there was no other way to put it. His goal, ever since seeing her again for the first time, was to convince her to never leave again. While he was only 20, something inside of him knew that if he let her go again . . . she'd be gone forever. He'd do anything in his power to stop that.
"Sit down, we'll watch Springer, you can go over later, okay?" he asked raising his eyebrows. Ephram didn't look convinced, "Trust me, Eph, she'll be begging to see you again if you just hold off,"
"Fine," he reluctantly sat down, "what's this one about?"
"My baby's daddy is a genius but pretends to be Eminem," Todd said tossing popcorn in his mouth, "it's a rerun, but definitely one of the best,"
Ephram looked at his roommate with questioning eyes. "I can't believe you're serious," he laughed, "If only Dr. Willowford could see us now," he raised his index finger to imitate their professor, then began, "Jerry Springer is for the weak-minded," he made his voice shake much as if he were an eighty year old man.
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"And I love you now And I hate you now
And I miss you most of all
All those times we laughed
The scars that you left
Still I miss you most of all"
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Amy sat at her desk, looking through her old journal. So many entries were about Ephram . . . it made it seem as if she'd had no life before he moved to Everwood. Strange, considering how in love she was with Colin. She slid her fingers across the words, as if trying to absorb the memories in order to replay them.
"Dear Diary –
Ephram and I went to visit Colin again. Still no change. I told Ephram I'd be going to Denver and asked if he wanted to go but he said he had plans. Later that day though he said his plans were cancelled. There's something sweet about him that I can't quite put my finger on . . ."
"Dear Diary –
Sometimes he makes me so angry! Oh, and what irony that I went to tell him how I feel the day he decides to kiss Madison. Yeah, that was great. I guess I'm too late . . . maybe he was right when he said he's always my second choice,"
Amy's trip to memory lane was interrupted by a phone call. Reaching for the cordless while still reading her entries, she managed to mumble a weak "hello?"
"Hello, is Dr. Abbott in?" the girl asked nicely.
"No, I'm sorry, he's gone for the weekend, can I take a message?"
"I just have something to give him," she said lightly, is there anyway I could maybe leave it at your house? Is this is daughter?"
"Yeah, this is Amy Abbott. Actually, why don't you bring it to the office . . . I'm going that way later today anyway, I have some things to take care of,"
"Sounds good, around 5 then?" she asked.
"Sure, just wait out front. Can I ask your name?"
"Katie Zimmer,"
"Alright, 5 then," she hung up and smiled as her eyes fell on the entry that Ephram first kissed her at the mine. She'd never been kissed in that way . . . not even from Colin. Their kisses were very different. Kisses hadn't been the same since Ephram either. The guys at college, her prom dates . . . there wasn't a sincerity in their kisses. With Ephram it was as if she could taste forever. "What's up with all these packages going to the wrong place?" she asked aloud, remembering that Ephram had also brought one over.
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"And by the water's side The tall grass where we lied The nights we cried ourselves to sleep Most Septembers now I break down somehow Remembering all we said And all those dreams we never got to see"
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"Thank you, Katie, for watching him," Tommy smiled at the young woman. He'd met her at a single parent's meeting a few months back. Her daughter's father abandoned them when she was born. Tommy instantly was drawn to her – from her chocolate brown hair to her heart to the way she was with his son. Though Micah prefered having Faith watch him, he only complained about Katie's until he got there. He'd never admit it, but it felt pretty good being the older kid – Katie's daugther Mckenzie was only 5 – he was 7.
"It's no problem, Tom, and Mckenzie loves having someone to play with," she smiled back at him, "You'll be back tomorrow afternoon then?"
"Yeah, I can't believe we're still working out my father's case four years after the fact. Seems kind of ridiculous, but . . ."
"Don't worry, okay?" he extended hand and brushed the side of his arm. "We single parents have to stick together,"
"Next time you have to go somewhere . . . ANYWHERE, just let me know. Mckenzie can come hang out at our place. Alvin will love to play with her," he smiled. He kissed his song goodbye and winked at Katie.
Thomas Callahan had come a long way since he'd last spoken with anyone from his past in Everwood. Having done a Two year college degree program, he'd obtained a nice paying job in web site design and was living in a condo with Micah. Faith lived in a condo a few buildings down – far enough to give them their own life, but close enough in case they needed anything.
"Okay you two," Katie bent down to their level, "we have an errand to run today. We're going to drop this box," she pointed, "off at a doctor's office," the two kids frowned, "and then we're going for ice cream," she said nonchalantly, breaking into an uncontrollable smile as the children's faces beamed.
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"And I love you now And I hate you now
And I miss you most of all
All those times we laughed
The scars that you left
Still I miss you most of all"
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"How about dinner?" Ephram said spontaneously while watching TV with Todd.
"Um . . ." Todd laughed, "That's okay, man . . ." he pulled away in jest, "I'm pretty cool with my girlfriend and everything . . . no offense, guy. You're my best friend, but I really don't wanna go out on a date with you,"
"Shut up. What the hell?" Ephram laughed, "I wasn't talking about YOU," Todd knew this full well,
"Well you certainly better not be talking about Amy again," he advised.
"Why not?"
"Because you haven't gone 10 minutes without trying to plan something tonight. I'm just trying to save you from looking dangerously obsessive."
"I'm not obsessive, I'm sociable," Ephram corrected him.
"Look, do whatever you want. I'm just saying . . ."
"Great, this is going to be awesome," Ephram flew up the stairs to change his clothes. He'd wear his best outfit, he'd bring her flowers, he'd tell her he loved her until he lost his voice. Nothing was stopping him. It was nearing five o'clock; if he could get there by 6 was sure she'd be hungry for dinner.
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"Are you somewhere
Without a care
Or are you as alone as I
Did you ever make it home"
Chapter 7 uses "Most of All," by Fuel
Chapter 7 – Most of All
A/N: Hey everyone. Thanks for coming back. I know it had been awhile since my last update but there was a lot going on. Anyways, this chapter starts to bring in some more familiar faces, so I hope you all enjoy. Please remember this is Ephramy . . . no matter who comes back.
"Grab your jacket," the man said, "we're running late as is,"
"I'm sick of going there, why can't grandma watch me?" the small boy asked his father as he put each arm in his blue coat.
"Because grandma got a new job, and her hours are different," he grabbed his keys off the counter, "Zip up,"
"Its summer time, why do I need a coat on?"
"Because its going to be cold later tonight, and I won't be home until tomorrow," he opened the door, "I thought you liked it at Katie's house,"
"No, YOU like it at Katie's house," he said laughing, "You smile everytime we go there, Dad,"
"You pay too much attention for a boy your age, Micah, you know that?" Tommy said smiling, "This is only temporary, we'll figure something out. Besides, during the school year you never have to go to Katie's,"
"I know," he said walking out the door after his father, swooping down once to pet his dog, Alvin, goodbye, "I'll see you tomorrow boy,"
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"I see our stars tonight Do you recall that light Or do you ever think of me And in your world somewhere Do memories rip and tear The ones that always keep you hanging on To all that might have been"
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"Todd you better have an awesome reason for me coming home, you hear me?" Ephram shouted, walking through the door.
he stopped as he saw his friend sound asleep on the couch with Jerry Springer on in the background. "You're kidding me," he said angrily. "Wake your ass up," shaking Todd enough to wake him up.
"What is WRONG with you?!" he asked sitting up, rubbing his eyes, "It's the summer, why are you waking me?"
"Gee, Todd," he said sarcastically, "maybe because five minutes ago you were screaming that there was going to be a party in the house because my father is gone," he caught his breath, "And when I get home you're magically sleeping . . . Do you know where I was?"
"Yeah, with Amy," he said lightly, trying to settle back into the spot he was in while he was asleep, "How'd that go? Was it all the action you wanted and more?"
"Amy and I are about more than just action, okay? I'm in love with her . . ." he smiled, "You act like you don't know how it feels to be in love, but you're on your cell phone with Samantha every few hours,"
"I know man, I just thought maybe since it'd been so long . . . you know," he said, his eyes widening, a smile spreading across his face, "you have some time to make up for . . ."
"I'm not talking about this with you," Ephram started laughing. No matter how angry Todd made Ephram, the dispute always ended in laughter. "Here's the thing . . . next time you and Delia are alone here, please try not to be loud. She'll call me complaining you'll be overreacting . . . and I'll have to leave Amy's. I might as well just turn around and go back to see her now,"
"That's not very slick at all, Eph," he said shaking his head, "you gotta make her want you. You can't just run over there every time you feel like it, where's your originality?"
"But I have time . . . and it's perfect . . ." he explained, "I want to spend as much time with her this summer as I can since she'll be far away again when school starts,"
Ephram's soul spoke 'Amy,' there was no other way to put it. His goal, ever since seeing her again for the first time, was to convince her to never leave again. While he was only 20, something inside of him knew that if he let her go again . . . she'd be gone forever. He'd do anything in his power to stop that.
"Sit down, we'll watch Springer, you can go over later, okay?" he asked raising his eyebrows. Ephram didn't look convinced, "Trust me, Eph, she'll be begging to see you again if you just hold off,"
"Fine," he reluctantly sat down, "what's this one about?"
"My baby's daddy is a genius but pretends to be Eminem," Todd said tossing popcorn in his mouth, "it's a rerun, but definitely one of the best,"
Ephram looked at his roommate with questioning eyes. "I can't believe you're serious," he laughed, "If only Dr. Willowford could see us now," he raised his index finger to imitate their professor, then began, "Jerry Springer is for the weak-minded," he made his voice shake much as if he were an eighty year old man.
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"And I love you now And I hate you now
And I miss you most of all
All those times we laughed
The scars that you left
Still I miss you most of all"
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Amy sat at her desk, looking through her old journal. So many entries were about Ephram . . . it made it seem as if she'd had no life before he moved to Everwood. Strange, considering how in love she was with Colin. She slid her fingers across the words, as if trying to absorb the memories in order to replay them.
"Dear Diary –
Ephram and I went to visit Colin again. Still no change. I told Ephram I'd be going to Denver and asked if he wanted to go but he said he had plans. Later that day though he said his plans were cancelled. There's something sweet about him that I can't quite put my finger on . . ."
"Dear Diary –
Sometimes he makes me so angry! Oh, and what irony that I went to tell him how I feel the day he decides to kiss Madison. Yeah, that was great. I guess I'm too late . . . maybe he was right when he said he's always my second choice,"
Amy's trip to memory lane was interrupted by a phone call. Reaching for the cordless while still reading her entries, she managed to mumble a weak "hello?"
"Hello, is Dr. Abbott in?" the girl asked nicely.
"No, I'm sorry, he's gone for the weekend, can I take a message?"
"I just have something to give him," she said lightly, is there anyway I could maybe leave it at your house? Is this is daughter?"
"Yeah, this is Amy Abbott. Actually, why don't you bring it to the office . . . I'm going that way later today anyway, I have some things to take care of,"
"Sounds good, around 5 then?" she asked.
"Sure, just wait out front. Can I ask your name?"
"Katie Zimmer,"
"Alright, 5 then," she hung up and smiled as her eyes fell on the entry that Ephram first kissed her at the mine. She'd never been kissed in that way . . . not even from Colin. Their kisses were very different. Kisses hadn't been the same since Ephram either. The guys at college, her prom dates . . . there wasn't a sincerity in their kisses. With Ephram it was as if she could taste forever. "What's up with all these packages going to the wrong place?" she asked aloud, remembering that Ephram had also brought one over.
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"And by the water's side The tall grass where we lied The nights we cried ourselves to sleep Most Septembers now I break down somehow Remembering all we said And all those dreams we never got to see"
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"Thank you, Katie, for watching him," Tommy smiled at the young woman. He'd met her at a single parent's meeting a few months back. Her daughter's father abandoned them when she was born. Tommy instantly was drawn to her – from her chocolate brown hair to her heart to the way she was with his son. Though Micah prefered having Faith watch him, he only complained about Katie's until he got there. He'd never admit it, but it felt pretty good being the older kid – Katie's daugther Mckenzie was only 5 – he was 7.
"It's no problem, Tom, and Mckenzie loves having someone to play with," she smiled back at him, "You'll be back tomorrow afternoon then?"
"Yeah, I can't believe we're still working out my father's case four years after the fact. Seems kind of ridiculous, but . . ."
"Don't worry, okay?" he extended hand and brushed the side of his arm. "We single parents have to stick together,"
"Next time you have to go somewhere . . . ANYWHERE, just let me know. Mckenzie can come hang out at our place. Alvin will love to play with her," he smiled. He kissed his song goodbye and winked at Katie.
Thomas Callahan had come a long way since he'd last spoken with anyone from his past in Everwood. Having done a Two year college degree program, he'd obtained a nice paying job in web site design and was living in a condo with Micah. Faith lived in a condo a few buildings down – far enough to give them their own life, but close enough in case they needed anything.
"Okay you two," Katie bent down to their level, "we have an errand to run today. We're going to drop this box," she pointed, "off at a doctor's office," the two kids frowned, "and then we're going for ice cream," she said nonchalantly, breaking into an uncontrollable smile as the children's faces beamed.
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"And I love you now And I hate you now
And I miss you most of all
All those times we laughed
The scars that you left
Still I miss you most of all"
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"How about dinner?" Ephram said spontaneously while watching TV with Todd.
"Um . . ." Todd laughed, "That's okay, man . . ." he pulled away in jest, "I'm pretty cool with my girlfriend and everything . . . no offense, guy. You're my best friend, but I really don't wanna go out on a date with you,"
"Shut up. What the hell?" Ephram laughed, "I wasn't talking about YOU," Todd knew this full well,
"Well you certainly better not be talking about Amy again," he advised.
"Why not?"
"Because you haven't gone 10 minutes without trying to plan something tonight. I'm just trying to save you from looking dangerously obsessive."
"I'm not obsessive, I'm sociable," Ephram corrected him.
"Look, do whatever you want. I'm just saying . . ."
"Great, this is going to be awesome," Ephram flew up the stairs to change his clothes. He'd wear his best outfit, he'd bring her flowers, he'd tell her he loved her until he lost his voice. Nothing was stopping him. It was nearing five o'clock; if he could get there by 6 was sure she'd be hungry for dinner.
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"Are you somewhere
Without a care
Or are you as alone as I
Did you ever make it home"