Disclaimer: I don't own Everwood, the town, or its characters. I'm just a college student. Yay summer!
This installment uses The Graham Colton Band's "All the World Tonight,"
A/N: The song doesn't begin until about half through the chapter. Its intened solely for the part is placed with. Enjoy and please review :)
ALL THE WORLD TONIGHT
"If you're going to eat my food, Todd, at least keep it in your mouth," Delia said, rolling her eyes as he chose to chew and talk at the same time. His mouth froze; he didn't swallow, didn't chew. In a moment's time, he would begin purposefully chomping more loudly just to spite her.
"I have a lot to say, D." he said, as the spinach from his salad fell disgustingly from his teeth. She groaned and shuttered, completely turned off to even talking to him.
"Well say it in your head," she pushed her chair out and promptly left, "you should be so lucky to eat delicacy such as my food. You could be eating Dad's," she remarked and flipped on the television. When Todd saw that she was completely out of sight, he began chewing normally after pausing to think over her comment. She had made a valid point. As he set his fork down on his empty salad bowl, Ephram entered the room.
"Eating healthy?" he asked, confusedly.
"Yeah, figure I'd lose some extra weight before we go back to eating dining hall food." He said taking a light swig of juice.
"But you don't have weight to lose," Ephram said laughing, "you're in perfect shape. You're like a god or something. Women love you."
"My woman loves me," he said finishing off his juice, "but I love her enough to stay healthy," Ephram was impressed by his roomie's comment. "Speaking of love, E, isn't it going to be kind of hard to leave Amy again once school rolls around?" He stood.
"She's switching to Juilliard," he smiled as he said this, "I'll be with her all year round." He patted his friend on the shoulder and stepped into the living room to visit with his sister.
"Is it August yet?" she asked throwing a pillow at her brother.
"Aw, I thought you missed me. I know I missed you,"
"Its not you I want to get rid of," she commented, flipping the channel once again.
"You know you love him," he teased, throwing the pillow back. "So what're your plans for tonight?" he asked casually.
"Same thing as right now: watching TV," she said unenthusiastically.
"Wanna go on a date with your brother?" he asked sitting down next to her. He knew it wouldn't be long before she'd have no time for just brother and sister time.
"Depends," she said, trying to sound casual, but inside she was excited. She had missed him terribly in his absence.
"I was thinking maybe we could go see "Mean Girls," or something. It looks like something you'd like,"
"Since when have you tuned in to what I like?" she asked, impressed.
"Since I was gone for 2 years,"
"Yeah, I suppose I want to see that movie," she said, knowing full well she'd been anticipating seeing it since it's release.
"Great. I'll sneak in the gummy worms," he said jumping over the back of the couch.
Tom Callahan returned home 5 hours after he first left his son with Amy. Noticing that both of them had fallen asleep on the couch, he tip-toed lightly into the room and looked down at them. She was angelic; it was as if Micah fit perfectly into her arms. He leaned down and stroked his son's cheek, then automatically, and without thinking, moved to touch hers. At the press of his fingertips, her eyes opened. He withdrew his hand and apologized, "I am sorry," he whispered, "I don't know what came over me," he worried how she'd respond.
"All of the innocence has gone, Away
Son, someday, you'll be a man
All of the air has after taste
Son, someday you'll understand
Cause I am looking off, in the distance
Beyond the neon lights
And I can see all
All the world tonight"
"It's alright," she said, her eyes not suggesting anger. How could she be upset with him after she found out his secret? "How was your appointment?" she asked, seemingly innocently.
"The usual," he sighed.
"Tom," she said sliding out from under Micah's sleeping body, "I'd like to talk to you about something," and she motioned toward the other room. He followed her, expecting her to reiterate how much she's in love with Ephram, and about how it's important that he understand and respect that.
"Amy, I'm not trying to stop you from loving Ephram," he said before she could speak. She closed her eyes. She secretly knew that if that were the case, it'd be a lot easier to talk to him now.
"I know," she said, and she hugged him. Shivers were sent down Thomas Callahan's spine. Her warmth heated him, and her hair smelled much as it did when they were younger. His resistance was about to fade, until she said, while still in his arms,
"I know you have cancer," his grip loosened and she slinked out of his arms. She pulled away to see the sullen look in his eyes.
"All the memories are locked away
Soon someday you'll take them down
All this waiting for my big parade
Soon someday its coming to town
Cause I am looking off, in the distance
Beyond the neon lights
And I can see all
The stars are out tonight"
"Dad?" Micah said, rubbing his eyes with his fists, much like he did when he was younger. Tom breathed, taking a moment to comprehend what Amy had said, and tend to his son at the same time. It didn't seem that Micah had heard what she had said.
"Yes son?" he said turning and kneeling down to be his height. Amy watched the two communicate. They had worked out quite the system and it was adorable.
"Can Amy stay over?" he asked smiling then looking at Amy.
"Um," he nervously laughed, "I think Amy has things to take care of at home, kiddo," he answered without looking into her eyes. Amy was blushing, yet she felt sadness. He turned back to look at her, knowing she was vulnerable just then. "Go up to your room for a few minutes, I'll be up soon," he smiled and patted his son on the top of his head. Micah obeyed.
"But I'm missing all
Of my good friends
I promised I would write
And I can see all
All the world tonight
Cause Im looking off, in the distance
Beyond the neon lights
And I can see all
The stars are out tonight"
Silence ensued. A tear fell from Amy's eye onto the floor. Tommy stood a few feet away from her, turned with his hand pressed up against his forehead, covering his eyes, so she was unable to see that tears rest in his eyes too. "I haven't accepted it myself, yet." He said, his voice shaking. She moved closer to him, and rest her hand on his shoulder. "I can't die, Amy. I have a son," he let the tears slide more freely now, the warmth from her hand calming him.
"When did you find out?" she asked, humbly, unsure of what was appropriate to ask. He looked up at her and saw the patches of red on her cheeks, tear stained yet beautiful.
"About 4 months ago," he said, wiping the drops from his eyes. "They say I have about a year to live," he sniffled, "lung cancer," their eyes locked until Amy's eyes widened and she looked away, seemingly ashamed.
"You don't smoke," she said looking at the ground.
"Mom and Dad did," he said, "after living with them for so many years I guess I ended up getting it before they did. Second hand smoke kills; the surgeon general's right," he tried to joke. Amy touched his chin and tilted it up to look at him.
"You don't have to joke," she said smiling. "Have you told anyone?"
"Only you," he said, "and I didn't even tell you," he remembered.
"I found the piece of paper in the medicine cabinet," she breathed, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be nosy." she reached into her purse and crushed the pack of cigarettes she'd bought a few hours back. No one knew she'd started smoking while in college. She'd have to quit now; the thought of Tommy's illness churned her stomach.
"No, it's easier this way. First steps and all," he sighed. She took her hand away from his chin, feeling he was moving to kiss her. She turned her head away quickly, although he hadn't moved.
"Amy, I'm not trying to kiss you," he laughed, "I'm a big boy now. I can understand you're in love with someone else," he reassured her.
"I know," she said embarrassedly, and moved to kiss his cheek. His cheek was rough with stubble. He captured her face in his hands and kissed her forehead, in a brotherly way.
"And I missing all of my good friends
I promised I would write
And I can see all
The moments passing by
Yeah im looking across all the buildings
And all the billboard signs
I can see all
All the world
All the world tonight"
"Thank you," he smiled, "you've always made things easier,"
"I'm sort of glad you found out so soon," he said quickly and nervously.
"You don't have much longer," she said, the tears welling up once again.
"I have a request," he said glancing straight into her eyes. Nervousness shook through her.
"Anything," she said, telling herself that she couldn't let a dying friend down.
With that, Tommy kissed her cheek lightly, and moved to whisper in her ear. With his words, Amy's eyes widened and more tears fell down her cheeks. She closed her eyes and began breathing more heavily. Tom's words were both sincere and important. She nodded slowly, then whispered, nearly out of breath from shock,
"I will,"
"Cause I can see everything
And I can see everything
And I can see everything
Yeah, I know I got everything
And I can see everything
And I can see everything
And I can see everything
Yeah, I know I got everything
Yeah yeah yeah yeah"
This installment uses The Graham Colton Band's "All the World Tonight,"
A/N: The song doesn't begin until about half through the chapter. Its intened solely for the part is placed with. Enjoy and please review :)
ALL THE WORLD TONIGHT
"If you're going to eat my food, Todd, at least keep it in your mouth," Delia said, rolling her eyes as he chose to chew and talk at the same time. His mouth froze; he didn't swallow, didn't chew. In a moment's time, he would begin purposefully chomping more loudly just to spite her.
"I have a lot to say, D." he said, as the spinach from his salad fell disgustingly from his teeth. She groaned and shuttered, completely turned off to even talking to him.
"Well say it in your head," she pushed her chair out and promptly left, "you should be so lucky to eat delicacy such as my food. You could be eating Dad's," she remarked and flipped on the television. When Todd saw that she was completely out of sight, he began chewing normally after pausing to think over her comment. She had made a valid point. As he set his fork down on his empty salad bowl, Ephram entered the room.
"Eating healthy?" he asked, confusedly.
"Yeah, figure I'd lose some extra weight before we go back to eating dining hall food." He said taking a light swig of juice.
"But you don't have weight to lose," Ephram said laughing, "you're in perfect shape. You're like a god or something. Women love you."
"My woman loves me," he said finishing off his juice, "but I love her enough to stay healthy," Ephram was impressed by his roomie's comment. "Speaking of love, E, isn't it going to be kind of hard to leave Amy again once school rolls around?" He stood.
"She's switching to Juilliard," he smiled as he said this, "I'll be with her all year round." He patted his friend on the shoulder and stepped into the living room to visit with his sister.
"Is it August yet?" she asked throwing a pillow at her brother.
"Aw, I thought you missed me. I know I missed you,"
"Its not you I want to get rid of," she commented, flipping the channel once again.
"You know you love him," he teased, throwing the pillow back. "So what're your plans for tonight?" he asked casually.
"Same thing as right now: watching TV," she said unenthusiastically.
"Wanna go on a date with your brother?" he asked sitting down next to her. He knew it wouldn't be long before she'd have no time for just brother and sister time.
"Depends," she said, trying to sound casual, but inside she was excited. She had missed him terribly in his absence.
"I was thinking maybe we could go see "Mean Girls," or something. It looks like something you'd like,"
"Since when have you tuned in to what I like?" she asked, impressed.
"Since I was gone for 2 years,"
"Yeah, I suppose I want to see that movie," she said, knowing full well she'd been anticipating seeing it since it's release.
"Great. I'll sneak in the gummy worms," he said jumping over the back of the couch.
Tom Callahan returned home 5 hours after he first left his son with Amy. Noticing that both of them had fallen asleep on the couch, he tip-toed lightly into the room and looked down at them. She was angelic; it was as if Micah fit perfectly into her arms. He leaned down and stroked his son's cheek, then automatically, and without thinking, moved to touch hers. At the press of his fingertips, her eyes opened. He withdrew his hand and apologized, "I am sorry," he whispered, "I don't know what came over me," he worried how she'd respond.
"All of the innocence has gone, Away
Son, someday, you'll be a man
All of the air has after taste
Son, someday you'll understand
Cause I am looking off, in the distance
Beyond the neon lights
And I can see all
All the world tonight"
"It's alright," she said, her eyes not suggesting anger. How could she be upset with him after she found out his secret? "How was your appointment?" she asked, seemingly innocently.
"The usual," he sighed.
"Tom," she said sliding out from under Micah's sleeping body, "I'd like to talk to you about something," and she motioned toward the other room. He followed her, expecting her to reiterate how much she's in love with Ephram, and about how it's important that he understand and respect that.
"Amy, I'm not trying to stop you from loving Ephram," he said before she could speak. She closed her eyes. She secretly knew that if that were the case, it'd be a lot easier to talk to him now.
"I know," she said, and she hugged him. Shivers were sent down Thomas Callahan's spine. Her warmth heated him, and her hair smelled much as it did when they were younger. His resistance was about to fade, until she said, while still in his arms,
"I know you have cancer," his grip loosened and she slinked out of his arms. She pulled away to see the sullen look in his eyes.
"All the memories are locked away
Soon someday you'll take them down
All this waiting for my big parade
Soon someday its coming to town
Cause I am looking off, in the distance
Beyond the neon lights
And I can see all
The stars are out tonight"
"Dad?" Micah said, rubbing his eyes with his fists, much like he did when he was younger. Tom breathed, taking a moment to comprehend what Amy had said, and tend to his son at the same time. It didn't seem that Micah had heard what she had said.
"Yes son?" he said turning and kneeling down to be his height. Amy watched the two communicate. They had worked out quite the system and it was adorable.
"Can Amy stay over?" he asked smiling then looking at Amy.
"Um," he nervously laughed, "I think Amy has things to take care of at home, kiddo," he answered without looking into her eyes. Amy was blushing, yet she felt sadness. He turned back to look at her, knowing she was vulnerable just then. "Go up to your room for a few minutes, I'll be up soon," he smiled and patted his son on the top of his head. Micah obeyed.
"But I'm missing all
Of my good friends
I promised I would write
And I can see all
All the world tonight
Cause Im looking off, in the distance
Beyond the neon lights
And I can see all
The stars are out tonight"
Silence ensued. A tear fell from Amy's eye onto the floor. Tommy stood a few feet away from her, turned with his hand pressed up against his forehead, covering his eyes, so she was unable to see that tears rest in his eyes too. "I haven't accepted it myself, yet." He said, his voice shaking. She moved closer to him, and rest her hand on his shoulder. "I can't die, Amy. I have a son," he let the tears slide more freely now, the warmth from her hand calming him.
"When did you find out?" she asked, humbly, unsure of what was appropriate to ask. He looked up at her and saw the patches of red on her cheeks, tear stained yet beautiful.
"About 4 months ago," he said, wiping the drops from his eyes. "They say I have about a year to live," he sniffled, "lung cancer," their eyes locked until Amy's eyes widened and she looked away, seemingly ashamed.
"You don't smoke," she said looking at the ground.
"Mom and Dad did," he said, "after living with them for so many years I guess I ended up getting it before they did. Second hand smoke kills; the surgeon general's right," he tried to joke. Amy touched his chin and tilted it up to look at him.
"You don't have to joke," she said smiling. "Have you told anyone?"
"Only you," he said, "and I didn't even tell you," he remembered.
"I found the piece of paper in the medicine cabinet," she breathed, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be nosy." she reached into her purse and crushed the pack of cigarettes she'd bought a few hours back. No one knew she'd started smoking while in college. She'd have to quit now; the thought of Tommy's illness churned her stomach.
"No, it's easier this way. First steps and all," he sighed. She took her hand away from his chin, feeling he was moving to kiss her. She turned her head away quickly, although he hadn't moved.
"Amy, I'm not trying to kiss you," he laughed, "I'm a big boy now. I can understand you're in love with someone else," he reassured her.
"I know," she said embarrassedly, and moved to kiss his cheek. His cheek was rough with stubble. He captured her face in his hands and kissed her forehead, in a brotherly way.
"And I missing all of my good friends
I promised I would write
And I can see all
The moments passing by
Yeah im looking across all the buildings
And all the billboard signs
I can see all
All the world
All the world tonight"
"Thank you," he smiled, "you've always made things easier,"
"I'm sort of glad you found out so soon," he said quickly and nervously.
"You don't have much longer," she said, the tears welling up once again.
"I have a request," he said glancing straight into her eyes. Nervousness shook through her.
"Anything," she said, telling herself that she couldn't let a dying friend down.
With that, Tommy kissed her cheek lightly, and moved to whisper in her ear. With his words, Amy's eyes widened and more tears fell down her cheeks. She closed her eyes and began breathing more heavily. Tom's words were both sincere and important. She nodded slowly, then whispered, nearly out of breath from shock,
"I will,"
"Cause I can see everything
And I can see everything
And I can see everything
Yeah, I know I got everything
And I can see everything
And I can see everything
And I can see everything
Yeah, I know I got everything
Yeah yeah yeah yeah"