Disclaimer- if I owned these characters the show would be a whole lot better than this pathetic season was!
Ok since we already know how this ends, why don't we use it to scare you about the middle?
"God dammit Claire! Fine… Don't listen-- Ok, ok, I get it…. Yeah, well you're not exactly my favorite person either right now…Yeah. Got it… Have a nice life. What? No, baby, of course not. Love you too, honey, bye." Charlie hung up the phone, and sighed deeply.
"What was that about? Sandy asked, laughing.
"She's just riding that damn crimson wave again. It'll be clear in, three more days." Charlie concluded after doing some math in his head. "Women, I tell ya. I mean you give them what they want, but of course, that's not what they really wanted. What they tell you that they want is NATURALLY to obvious. So-much-work. Want-to-die." he mumbled slamming his head lightly onto Sandy's kitchen table.
"Women." they said together, Sandy shaking his head, and Charlie still hitting his head on the table.
"I was right before man," Charlie spoke. "Don't get in too deep. It will bite you before it helps you. I've seen you and Kirsten- you're getting a little attached. Get out while you still can. That's my advice."
"We are not serious at all- its just a fling- I don't even know if she's gonna come tonight. We're casual like that." Sandy defended
"Uh-huh…" Charlie nodded sarcastically.
There was a knock on the door and Sandy jumped after the first touch of knuckles to wood. He opened the door to Kirsten, who he had been seeing now for a few weeks.
"Hey." he began with a kiss.
"Hey yourself." Kirsten looked over to the table where Charlie was still hitting his head on the table and muttering to himself. "What's with him?" Kirsten asked, pointing to Charlie.
"Nothing. He's praying to whatever God he can name, or that will listen and make his girlfriend's menstrual cycle be gone." Sandy stated.
"Well if he figures it out, tell him to let me know." she said, taking one more look at Charlie.
"Will do. So. Are we studying or not?" Sandy asked, taking her hand, and leading her to the couch.
"Well," she started, her voice becoming softer, "I was hoping that we could just spend a little time alone, here, you know…" she whispered, giving him a seductive grin.
"Ok!" Sandy said, his voice nearly squeaking. "Charlie get lost!" he shouted.
"What! Guys, come on, at least hold off on the making out until I have a good five seconds to gather my crap and make a dramatic exit!" Charlie pleaded.
"Bye Charlie." Kirsten said, as he waddled out the door, carrying dirty laundry, books and his food out the door.
"So. Where were we?" Kirsten began, threading her fingers together with Sandy's and kissing him quickly.
"Umm, I think we were right about to talk about--" Sandy said in a low voice.
"No we weren't. You were about to keep kissing me." she corrected in a stern voice, but smiling.
"Oh, yeah, right--" Sandy said, before Kirsten grabbed him by the collar and pulled his lips to hers. She situated herself so she was at a forty-five degree angle to the couch, with Sandy laying over her. He cradled the small of her back with one hand, and continued to smile into her kiss.
"So," Kirsten began, in between kisses, "what do you want" kiss "to do" kiss "tonight?" kiss.
"This."
"Good. Cus I'm not really in the mood for food."
"Hey! You just rhymed!" Kirsten started laughing at his little boyish remark.
"Shhhh."
"Ok, I'm glad we're not getting dinner. I didn't make reservations…"
"Ahh, he surfs, he sings, and he can read minds… I wonder, will he shut up?" she asked him bluntly.
"Anything for you, my dear." he said, and continued to kiss her.
He could do this, the mild-relationship. It wasn't like they were getting married tomorrow- he had all the time in the world. They weren't going to quickly and he didn't feel like he needed to commit to being a perfect boyfriend any time soon. And the best part, Kirsten was perfect for getting over Rebecca. He had all the time in the world…
-Flash Forward like 20-some-odd years-
"Fine. Ok. I'll see you soon. Yeah. Well, that's the way it's been going for me lately. Bye Summer." Seth hung up the phone and sat down miserably at the barstool next to the granite countertop.
"MO-OM" Seth shouted. Kirsten entered the kitchen immediately, and headed over to the coffee pot, helping herself to a mug.
"Seth, I can hear you just fine, I'm not deaf yet, what's the matter?"
"I need a ride to school. Summer's mad at me."
"Why is she mad? What did you do this time?" Kirsten asked.
"Why do you just assume it was something I did. I could be mad at her for something." Seth defended.
"Honey, come on. What did you do?" she responded bluntly.
"Ok, I have a question. You know Dad?" Seth started.
"Yes, Seth, I've met your father." Kirsten laughed.
"You know what I meant. I mean when he screws up, which, which is often, how does he fix it?" Seth rambled.
"I'm not going to answer that." his mother replied quickly.
"Damnit I was afraid of that." Seth said, covering his ears.
"Seth. Language."
"Yeah, yeah. Well, like, you guys don't fight THAT much. I mean, how do you keep from arguing all the time. Like don't you get sick of each other? I mean you have been together for like EVER. Don't you get sick of him? Like what makes you still feel like you've got more to do? If that makes sense."
"Well first of all, we have YOU to deal with. We have to present a united front. It makes things a whole lot easier in that respect. We just depend on each other to keep us from being worn out COMPLETLEY. Most of the time we don't have time to argue. We did before we were married, though. We were still in that 'I can't get enough of you phase' where we were together all the time, and if we weren't making out, we were arguing. The two of us are just so different. And for awhile, everything was to the extreme. I loved every minute of it, but it was still to the extreme. I mean, we were never in a fight so big that we would just give up. It was like we both knew that I would just say I was done arguing and we would be fine."
"Why were you always the first one to drop it?" Seth asked, amused.
"Have you met your father?" she retorted sarcastically.
"But did you know right away that you were going to end up like this?"
"Oh, of course not. But I think I just trusted Sandy right off the bat, and I knew that I could never be hurt any worse than I had with Jimmy, so I just decided to give it my all. And it was worth it. After a few months, I think both of us knew that we would end up together. We were just crazy about each other." she said, smiling.
"How do you know that Dad was too?" Seth asked, for once, interested in a conversation about his parents.
"Well, if you think he's bad about misbehaving around me now, you should have seen him then." Kirsten replied, narrowing her eyes, and smiling at her son who was making a disgusted face. "Why the sudden interest?" she said, changing her tone.
"I was just wondering how you guys got so like PERFECT for each other. I mean, its gross, I'm not gonna lie, but you guys are still--like-- perfect for each other." Seth said quickly, covering up his interest as much as possible.
"Well, I guess the fuel just never ran out. You have to learn to take things slow sometimes. I don't think we took things slow enough, when we were younger. Don't get me wrong, I still think that we were practically made to be together, I wouldn't be anything that I am today if he wasn't with me. But still, you can't burn everything out all at once. You have to gain enough respect for each other, and make sure that what you're doing is worth it. Seth, your heart is one of the most important things you can give someone, the decision to give your heart to someone is also one of the most important decisions you can make. So, make sure that you've got it all right, before you do something stupid that will cause you pain and regret later. And I'm not saying that you should be so careful never to get close to anyone, but just make sure you know how deep your getting in. You're a smart kid, you'll figure it out." Kirsten told him, putting her hand on his shoulder, and looking at him intensely, and then smiling.
"Thanks mom." Seth said seriously, looking up at her.
"No problem honey. We should get going. I don't want you to be late. I'll go tell your father we're going. Where's Ryan?"
"I'll go get him."
"Hey baby, you heading out?" Sandy greeted his wife with a kiss.
"Yeah. You'll never believe what Seth just asked me." she said, seemingly amused.
"What's that?"
"He wanted to know how we got so perfect for each other."
"Yeah? Well what did you say."
"That because he was such a difficult kid we needed each other to keep from going insane. And that we were practically made for each other."
"Hmm. Well that was nice." Sandy said casually. Kirsten playfully hit him on the arm. When he dramatically feigned pain, he pulled her by the waist closer to him and she wrapped her arms around him. He kissed her once, a short peck, and a second time, lingering fervently until Seth's voice broke them apart.
"MO-om. Let's go. I don't want to walk in on anything inappropriate so I'll just wait in the car." Seth called. Kirsten rolled her eyes, looked at the clock, confirming that she did, indeed have a good five minutes, and then turned back to her husband.
"When did you know, that we were perfect for each other?" Kirsten asked, suddenly.
"I think somewhere I knew I wanted to be with you before, but I don't think I was willing to admit to myself how in love I was with you until after-- the accident-- you know. I thought I had almost lost you." Kirsten nodded, smiled and kissed him again.
"See, the funny thing is, if you were completely over Rebecca when we met, you would have realized it was more than a fling sooner." she responded.
"You're probably right."
"I'm always right." she said, smiling.
"You know what I mean. For the most part, I couldn't be dumped by another perfect girl completely out of my league in the same year."
"Rebecca's a perfect girl completely out of your league?" she interrogated sternly, stepping back, raising one eyebrow.
"You know what I mean. I couldn't bear to be hurt again, by the perfectly beautiful and intelligent and fun and did I mention beautiful you." Sandy scrambled together.
"Yeah, uh huh. I better get going- Seth is getting antsy, I know it. I'll see you later?"
"Yeah, I'll call you about lunch. I love you."
"You better." she leaned in to kiss him quickly before grabbing her jacket. "Love you too."
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My friend assures me, "It's all or nothing."
But I am not really worried I am not overly concerned
You try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself
To make yourself forget I am not worried
"If it's love," she said, "then we're going to have to think about the consequences."
She can't stop shaking I can't stop touching her and...
Yes, he thought, I have all the time in the world.
Hehe. Ok I know this isn't exactly like cutesy kandy that I normally attempt, but I think its more important I get on track with the plot… Hopefully I'll update this soon! Please review and tell me what on mars you think! What you like/hate/want to change or throw in a sandwich… all that jazz… I'd love to hear from you!