Disclaimer In chapter 1
Sorry I forgot I had this story on fanfic...Oh and I don't think they ever really said what Nancy's Mom's name was so I am using Elizabeth... it sounds good and I like it... thanks Mac 2. This was originally yours... the name Elizabeth
From Chapter 2: Quick Recap....
Juan had been driving for what seemed a long time, when Frank asked, "Are we almost there yet?"
" After this sharp turn on the hill up ahead. We'll be there in ten minutes maximum." Juan said as he sped up. Frank looked at the road, it was very small even for the 'vette to be driving on it. He then looked at the back seat and noticed Nancy was a little green.
" Nan, are you okay? What's wrong?" Frank asked concerned.
" I am just a little car sick. No prob.." Nancy ended her sentence quickly as her eyes widened in a panic.
Another vehicle was coming down the road. and it was to late for Juan to try and turn the car around. The road was now to narrow. As the cars became closer . it became clear that neither one of them was going to let the other pass. until....
Chapter 5: The Accident
"Frank... we are gonna die."
"Nan... Don't worry. We aren't gonna die yet..."
"Frank... I have to tell you..."
"Nan... I have to tell you..."
"I LOVE YOU" they both shouted as the car was hit into the Megan Bay.
Meanwhile back in Bayport...
Fenton was in the hospital, he had a minor heart attack due to stress and unhealthy eating on stakeouts and such. He was released shortly after the promise of healthy eating, exercise, and less stress. Iola had called and got her father's private business plane gassed up and ready to go.
Laura was beside her self her one son dead; she almost just lost her husband; and her other son was missing. Gertrude and Eloise packed up Laura, Fenton, and Joe's things. Carson was in a catatonic state along with Hannah. Nancy had been his last link to Elizabeth. For Hannah, Nancy was the only child she would ever be a "mother" to. Joe was still AWOL, Iola had packed her things she was going to accompany them down to St. Martin. Bess and George called their parents and let them know if the change in plans.
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Joe had left the house and crawled up the side of the house into Frank's room. Just like he did when he was late coming home from a date with Iola, he smiled at the memory. He sat their and looked at his older brother's room, so neat. Pictures of Him and Nancy, Him and Joe, one of Him and Callie, and some group photos all framed and perfectly hung on the wall.
Books, books, and more books sat on the book shelves and His desk. Books on science, computers, the latest technology, the latest crime solving methods and tools, and sonnets; He had loved to read. Joe sat on the bed and grabbed His pillow. Joe pulled it up to his face and smelled his big brother....
Flash back...
A terrible thunderstorm ragged outside, he was scared. He sat in his room, the lighting flashed and the thunder crashed once more. The five year old shot out of bed and into his brother's room.
"Frank... Frank.... Frank are you awake?" the young boy's called out.
"Yeah, Joe. What is it?" Frank asked.
"Uh, are you scared by the storm?" Joe asked.
"Nope, big brothers are never scared. We have to protect our little brothers, so are sacredness is taken from us when we are born." Frank said sounding so sophisticated for age six going on forty-five.
"Oh. Well... I ..." Joe stumbled.
Frank pulled back his comforter and Joe slipped inside.
"Don't worry little brother; I will always be here for you to scare away the bad stuff." Frank said.
"Thanks Frank. Don't tell Iola or Chet." Joe said as he yawned.
"I won't... brother's code of honor. And don't hog the covers!" Frank said.
The brothers rolled to their separate sides, and fell asleep because the thunderstorm wasn't so scary anymore.
End Flashback...
He hugged the pillow and cried, "I'm scared Frank. Where are you?"
Sorry I forgot I had this story on fanfic...Oh and I don't think they ever really said what Nancy's Mom's name was so I am using Elizabeth... it sounds good and I like it... thanks Mac 2. This was originally yours... the name Elizabeth
From Chapter 2: Quick Recap....
Juan had been driving for what seemed a long time, when Frank asked, "Are we almost there yet?"
" After this sharp turn on the hill up ahead. We'll be there in ten minutes maximum." Juan said as he sped up. Frank looked at the road, it was very small even for the 'vette to be driving on it. He then looked at the back seat and noticed Nancy was a little green.
" Nan, are you okay? What's wrong?" Frank asked concerned.
" I am just a little car sick. No prob.." Nancy ended her sentence quickly as her eyes widened in a panic.
Another vehicle was coming down the road. and it was to late for Juan to try and turn the car around. The road was now to narrow. As the cars became closer . it became clear that neither one of them was going to let the other pass. until....
Chapter 5: The Accident
"Frank... we are gonna die."
"Nan... Don't worry. We aren't gonna die yet..."
"Frank... I have to tell you..."
"Nan... I have to tell you..."
"I LOVE YOU" they both shouted as the car was hit into the Megan Bay.
Meanwhile back in Bayport...
Fenton was in the hospital, he had a minor heart attack due to stress and unhealthy eating on stakeouts and such. He was released shortly after the promise of healthy eating, exercise, and less stress. Iola had called and got her father's private business plane gassed up and ready to go.
Laura was beside her self her one son dead; she almost just lost her husband; and her other son was missing. Gertrude and Eloise packed up Laura, Fenton, and Joe's things. Carson was in a catatonic state along with Hannah. Nancy had been his last link to Elizabeth. For Hannah, Nancy was the only child she would ever be a "mother" to. Joe was still AWOL, Iola had packed her things she was going to accompany them down to St. Martin. Bess and George called their parents and let them know if the change in plans.
*********************************************************
Joe had left the house and crawled up the side of the house into Frank's room. Just like he did when he was late coming home from a date with Iola, he smiled at the memory. He sat their and looked at his older brother's room, so neat. Pictures of Him and Nancy, Him and Joe, one of Him and Callie, and some group photos all framed and perfectly hung on the wall.
Books, books, and more books sat on the book shelves and His desk. Books on science, computers, the latest technology, the latest crime solving methods and tools, and sonnets; He had loved to read. Joe sat on the bed and grabbed His pillow. Joe pulled it up to his face and smelled his big brother....
Flash back...
A terrible thunderstorm ragged outside, he was scared. He sat in his room, the lighting flashed and the thunder crashed once more. The five year old shot out of bed and into his brother's room.
"Frank... Frank.... Frank are you awake?" the young boy's called out.
"Yeah, Joe. What is it?" Frank asked.
"Uh, are you scared by the storm?" Joe asked.
"Nope, big brothers are never scared. We have to protect our little brothers, so are sacredness is taken from us when we are born." Frank said sounding so sophisticated for age six going on forty-five.
"Oh. Well... I ..." Joe stumbled.
Frank pulled back his comforter and Joe slipped inside.
"Don't worry little brother; I will always be here for you to scare away the bad stuff." Frank said.
"Thanks Frank. Don't tell Iola or Chet." Joe said as he yawned.
"I won't... brother's code of honor. And don't hog the covers!" Frank said.
The brothers rolled to their separate sides, and fell asleep because the thunderstorm wasn't so scary anymore.
End Flashback...
He hugged the pillow and cried, "I'm scared Frank. Where are you?"