DISCLAIMER: I don't own 7th Heaven or anything related to it besides the content and characters that I made. They are mine! I also don't know a lot of police or jail business, so sorry. Don't own Brooke either, she's PaUlKaRiYaSgUrL's.
It was 4 in the morning by the time Kay climbed into bed but she doubted she'd go to sleep. Her restlessness didn't come from the movie or the excitement of seeing it in the theater. It came from spending the night with Andrew. When slept finally did overpower her, she saw his smile last.
Chapter 3: Calling Him
The next morning, Kay woke up at noon. Slowly, she opened her eyes and glanced over at her clock.
"What the…" she muttered as she saw the time. It was Sunday, as in church day, and her parents never let her miss church unless she was either really sick or going to a different church.
When she was asleep, she had dreamt of Rebecca coming to her house and killing her entire family, so when she realized everyone was gone, she became worried. Like a flash, she shot out of bed and ran downstairs. On the way down, she had almost tripped on her pajama bottoms but she had regained her balance in the kitchen.
She looked around, trying to find a clue as to what happened and when she saw the note on the kitchen table, she breathed.
"Oh my god," she said, catching her breath and laughing at herself for being so dumb. Then again, she reasoned, there was a crazy person trying to kill her out there, she had a right to be scared. Once her breathing returned to normal, she walked to the table and picked up the note. It read:
Kay-Since you got up late, we decided to let you miss church this once, but don't think this means that you can do it every Sunday. We'll be back to pick you up at 1 to go to your grandparent's house. Be good. We love you.
Mom, Dad and Savannah
PS Call your brother, the times you can call are from 10 to 2. 555-7856
She put the note down after she read it and committed the number to her brain. Before calling, she decided to get dressed in her Sunday clothes. Even though she wasn't going to be at church, her parents were getting her for Sunday dinner and she didn't want to feel like the odd one out.
Ten minutes later she returned to the kitchen in a white and pink flowered skirt, long sleeve white shirt and white socks. Her hair was down, so she pushed it behind her ears and got some orange juice from the fridge. After she drank it down, she put the empty glass in the sink and went to living room.
When she had situated herself comfortably on the couch, the grabbed the phone and dialed the number to the hall where Jake was. There were three rings before she heard a man say, "Williamson Juvenile State Penitentiary, what is the name of the inmate that you are trying to get a hold of?"
She paused and took a deep breath before saying, "Jacob Kinkirk." the man told her to hold and then there was silence. "What? No music?" she joked to the silence but apparently it didn't find it funny because it didn't say anything.
While she waited, she thought about what she was doing. It was the first time that she had really thought about it since Jake was sentenced. Wow, I'm calling my brother in jail. Wow.
She heard a click and the man was back again. "I have him here. Who may I ask is calling and what is your relation to the inmate?"
She winced a bit at the second time the word "inmate" was used but she replied, "Uhh… my name is Kalila Kinkirk and I'm his sister." She heard another click and then Jake's shallow breathing. "Hi, Jake."
He didn't respond for a few minutes. Kay was starting to believe that he wasn't going to talk before she heard him tentatively say, "Hi."
She was taken aback. Never in her life had she heard him sound as small and childlike as he did now and it broke her heart. Not that she particularly liked his old brash, abrasive way but it was stunning to see what jail could do to a person. "So, dad said that you wanted to talk to me."
"Yeah." He said and was quiet again.
"Jake…" she started but he cut in, speaking rather quickly.
"Maybe you could stop by here and see me tomorrow."
"Uhh… Jake." Kay wasn't sure that it would be a good idea to see him. Truthfully, she didn't know why he wanted to see her.
"Kay. I've been seeing a therapist for the passed three weeks and he said that before I could deal with my own issues, I'd have to deal with the issues I have with you. We need to talk. Not only for me, but also for you too. I've asked mom and dad about you and they said that you're going to counseling and you're trying to work everything out and I think that it'd be best for both of us if we hashed everything out and came to some kind of understanding." Kay was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say. "I promise, I won't kill you." Jake said, apparently trying to lighten the mood.
"No killing jokes, just yet, okay?" She said, slightly uncomfortable. It wasn't only because of him, Rebecca had her nerves fried and she didn't think she could take it. She didn't talk for a bit, still thinking whether to accept his proposal or not. "Okay," she finally said. "I'll come tomorrow."
Kay heard his sigh of relief. "Great. the visiting hours are between four and ten pm. I'll see you tomorrow." They said good-bye and hung up.
She sat there on the couch for a few minutes before she heard the lock move. A second later, Savannah came through the door and started up the stairs.
Confused, Kay got up and went to the bottom of the stairs. She waited there and finally Savannah re-emerged at the top, holding a piece of paper in her hand.
"Hey," she said as she reached her sister and stopped. "You ready?"
"Umm… yeah." They headed for door, only pausing long enough for Kay to grab her coat. "What's in your hand?"
"School picture." Savannah said simply and they walked out the door to the SUV.
After Sunday dinner, the entire family packed into the living, except for Sam and David because they were at college in Seattle and couldn't come down that week. Kay, Savannah and Jeremy (Matt and Sarah's son) sat on one couch, and Annie, Eric and Ruthie on the other. Kevin and Matt were standing behind the comfort chair that Sarah was sitting in and Lucy was sitting on. They were in an awkward silence for a few minutes before Simon came in the room with his wife Cecilia. They had been in the kitchen finishing up with the dishes.
When they sat on the arms of the couch Kay was in, Simon said, "So Mom, is Mary going to be here for Thanksgiving?"
Even though she was glad the silence was broken, Annie frowned. "No, she said that she couldn't make it. I talked to Carlos and he said that he and Charlie were coming, though."
"Cool." Kay said, looking around the room.
"I'd rather have them all, but I'll take what I can get." Annie smiled softy. "So, Savannah, is Rob going to join us for Thanksgiving?"
"Yeah, he said…" Savannah started.
"Okay, we can talk about it!" Kay stammered. Her family looked at her like she was crazy but they were glad she said it. For the passed few weeks they had been steadfastly avoiding the subject of Rebecca Dremner and they were finally going to talk about it.
"We don't know any more than what you've seen on he news," Kevin, folding his arms on his chest and letting out a small sigh. Everyone could see how much it was hurting him that he couldn't do anything.
"Oh," Eric said before talking his wife's hand in his. "Well, if you need anything at all, we're all here for you." Kay saw that everyone nodded their heads in agreement to what their patriarch said.
"Kay, sweetie. I just want you to know that if you didn't lose the baby, we would have still been there for you. We love you and nothing can change that." Annie said calmly and smiled.
Kay gave a shy smile back, not knowing whether to believe her grandmother or not but she said, "I know, Grandma."
Jeremy looked around. He didn't like the somber looks his family members had. He cleared his throat and decided to change the subject. "Well, who wants to hear about my day?"
"Sure," Savannah said. "We could use a little normal."
Chapter 3 and still no sign of Rebecca. Hmmm… wonder what she's up to… You'll see… soon. But not yet. Keep reviewing and I'll keep updating every day. I'm thinking 10-12 chapters. And another in the series. Also, I'm not taking animechick's advice anymore because I got really good advice from SpotlessLadybug. Thanks! I'm changing the title to "Could Be A Camden" with Chapter 4. Look for that.