Chapter 3 Coming home
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He parked his car and ran up to the door. He stared at it a few seconds, hestitated, not daring to step inside. He knew that this day would change everything but he didn't know yet if it was going to be good or bad. It would change his life and would make it better or.. worse.He took a deep breath and opened the door slowly.
He stepped inside and the first thing he noticed was the silence.The silence that surronded him was oppressive and it made it hard to breathe. He quickly took a look at his watch, six o'clock in the morning. That meant that Alex and Sarah would be still at home and that Evy would be in the kitchen to make breakfast for them.
But there was no sound coming from the kitchen, no toaster, no coffee maker noises and not a single word. Confused he looked around, the lower stage was like died out. It seemed peaceful and somehow that scared the shit out of him. Usually Alex and Sarah were running through the house, driving their parents crazy and when Evy finished making breakfast she used to sit in her rocking chair to read in one of her books. But today her chair was empty, today it was different.
He felt his heart beating faster in his chest but he tried to calm himself down. He didn't know why but he felt terrible nervous and it caused his hands to tremble. Probably they had overslept, no wonder after this rough night. He went to his son's room and opened the door carefully. But when he switched the lights on he found the bed empty.
The next thing he noticed was the wardrobe being almost empty as well. A few single clothes were still laying on the ground and most of toys were still there. But then he saw something that panicked him, that knocked the breath out of him. The empty cupboard above Alex's bed. He knew that Alex stored all his beloved things there, his most precious tresures, his books about egypt, photos of journeys to far away countries. But everything was gone and suddenly Rick started to realize that his son was gone as well.
After he got over his first shock, he ran to the room next door. It wasn't any different as in Alex's room. A half empty wardrobe, missing photos and the dolls... Sarah's dolls were missing. Shocked he sank down on her bed. He tried to fight against it but he knew what had happened. His family was gone, his family had left him. Worse Evy had left him and had taken the children with her.
Many minutes he sat there, aghast and helpless. He couldn't understand that, it just made no sense. Not after he had decided to change his life, to get a better father and husband. Not after he finally knew how much his family meant to him.That wasn't fair. But then it dawned on him...Evy had no idea of his change of mind. She had no clue and their last encounter probably wouldn't let her believe it either. All she knew was that everything had gone wrong that night and that he'd been acting like a real asshole.
He jumped up. But nothing of that was a reason to pack her things and run away just like that. Especially not with the kids, they belonged to him as well, after all, didn't they? He hadn't been a good Dad lately but she had no right to steal his children away from him because of that, right?
He took a deep breath and tried to calm down. If he lost control right now, everything would have been in vain, he probably would run to the next pub to get plastered. And that he didn't want to risk, not after he'd wasted so much time for looking for an answer to his problems.
Slowly his rage and helplessness turned into calmness. He relaxed and sat down for a minute to think. Okay, his plan had been foiled but was that a reason to give up? No, it wasn't. Now he had to think again about what to do next and this time he didn't need too long for realizing that he couldn't do a thing but wait, at last for the moment. He had to wait for Evy to come back or for her to call him or anything. He was not a patient person and he knew that he would freak out if she was going to stay away longer.
So, he stood up and walked into the kitchen. He hestiated a moment but then he began to search the closets. And then he finally found what he'd been looking for, a little calling card of a person, he simply described as shrimp. He remembered the day Evy had given it to him and how he'd throw it away in rage. But now he knew how wrong he'd been. It took a lot of braveness and will power for him to dial this number, it wasn't the way that Rick O'Connell usually choose to solve his problems. He was better at using his gun or a few knives to destroy whatever bothered him. But he knew that this time nothing of that would help him.
He took a deep breath, reminded himself why he did this and dialed. And when the doctor was answering, he realized that he was doing the right thing."Dr Booger? It's Rick...O'Connell, Evelyn's husband. I...I think I could use a little help...Tomorrow? Yeah tomorrow is good.. tomorrow is great.''
A/N: Okay, I hope you liked that. Thanks to Amy. My beta reader and please all of you, whoever read this, please review so that i can continue
A/N: Thank you all so much for your reviews, it means a lot to me. I hope you like this chapter and please review even more so that I know if i should continue writing.
He parked his car and ran up to the door. He stared at it a few seconds, hestitated, not daring to step inside. He knew that this day would change everything but he didn't know yet if it was going to be good or bad. It would change his life and would make it better or.. worse.He took a deep breath and opened the door slowly.
He stepped inside and the first thing he noticed was the silence.The silence that surronded him was oppressive and it made it hard to breathe. He quickly took a look at his watch, six o'clock in the morning. That meant that Alex and Sarah would be still at home and that Evy would be in the kitchen to make breakfast for them.
But there was no sound coming from the kitchen, no toaster, no coffee maker noises and not a single word. Confused he looked around, the lower stage was like died out. It seemed peaceful and somehow that scared the shit out of him. Usually Alex and Sarah were running through the house, driving their parents crazy and when Evy finished making breakfast she used to sit in her rocking chair to read in one of her books. But today her chair was empty, today it was different.
He felt his heart beating faster in his chest but he tried to calm himself down. He didn't know why but he felt terrible nervous and it caused his hands to tremble. Probably they had overslept, no wonder after this rough night. He went to his son's room and opened the door carefully. But when he switched the lights on he found the bed empty.
The next thing he noticed was the wardrobe being almost empty as well. A few single clothes were still laying on the ground and most of toys were still there. But then he saw something that panicked him, that knocked the breath out of him. The empty cupboard above Alex's bed. He knew that Alex stored all his beloved things there, his most precious tresures, his books about egypt, photos of journeys to far away countries. But everything was gone and suddenly Rick started to realize that his son was gone as well.
After he got over his first shock, he ran to the room next door. It wasn't any different as in Alex's room. A half empty wardrobe, missing photos and the dolls... Sarah's dolls were missing. Shocked he sank down on her bed. He tried to fight against it but he knew what had happened. His family was gone, his family had left him. Worse Evy had left him and had taken the children with her.
Many minutes he sat there, aghast and helpless. He couldn't understand that, it just made no sense. Not after he had decided to change his life, to get a better father and husband. Not after he finally knew how much his family meant to him.That wasn't fair. But then it dawned on him...Evy had no idea of his change of mind. She had no clue and their last encounter probably wouldn't let her believe it either. All she knew was that everything had gone wrong that night and that he'd been acting like a real asshole.
He jumped up. But nothing of that was a reason to pack her things and run away just like that. Especially not with the kids, they belonged to him as well, after all, didn't they? He hadn't been a good Dad lately but she had no right to steal his children away from him because of that, right?
He took a deep breath and tried to calm down. If he lost control right now, everything would have been in vain, he probably would run to the next pub to get plastered. And that he didn't want to risk, not after he'd wasted so much time for looking for an answer to his problems.
Slowly his rage and helplessness turned into calmness. He relaxed and sat down for a minute to think. Okay, his plan had been foiled but was that a reason to give up? No, it wasn't. Now he had to think again about what to do next and this time he didn't need too long for realizing that he couldn't do a thing but wait, at last for the moment. He had to wait for Evy to come back or for her to call him or anything. He was not a patient person and he knew that he would freak out if she was going to stay away longer.
So, he stood up and walked into the kitchen. He hestiated a moment but then he began to search the closets. And then he finally found what he'd been looking for, a little calling card of a person, he simply described as shrimp. He remembered the day Evy had given it to him and how he'd throw it away in rage. But now he knew how wrong he'd been. It took a lot of braveness and will power for him to dial this number, it wasn't the way that Rick O'Connell usually choose to solve his problems. He was better at using his gun or a few knives to destroy whatever bothered him. But he knew that this time nothing of that would help him.
He took a deep breath, reminded himself why he did this and dialed. And when the doctor was answering, he realized that he was doing the right thing."Dr Booger? It's Rick...O'Connell, Evelyn's husband. I...I think I could use a little help...Tomorrow? Yeah tomorrow is good.. tomorrow is great.''
A/N: Okay, I hope you liked that. Thanks to Amy. My beta reader and please all of you, whoever read this, please review so that i can continue