Title: The Fred Chronicles- Notes

Author: PianoRocknRoll (A.K.A Veritas4Eternity)

E-mail: BroadwayWannabekc. The Fred Chronicle's will be a 7 part series that shows Fred's POV throughout the movie- all the way to the end. This series is the prequel to the sequel I'm writing to "Drop Dead Fred." It's not required to read this first, but I'd recommend it.

Rating: PG- minorish language. This chapter: Fred wishes Lizzy would run away with him, just this once.

Pairings: None quite yet. As the chronicles progress, the pairing will change to Lizzy/Fred, and minor Lizzy/Charles, Lizzy/Mickey.

Author note: Sorry this took so long! This previous weekend I was in Disney World, so it wasn't up when I wanted it to be!

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The nurse smiled menacingly at Elizabeth. "I'll be back in a moment with your pill." She said, smiling coldly at the younger woman.

Fred snorted. "I'll be back in a moment with your pill!" He mocked, prancing to the door. Suddenly, his friends' warnings came back to him. "Wait a minute! Those are the krrrck pills!" Fred motioned a knife sliding across his throat, his blue eyes widening in comprehension. "Right, this is getting serious, I think we'd better get out of here!" He said, grabbing her arms and attempting to tug, but to no avail. "Come on! Snotface, let's go!" Fred begged with anguish, a rare look of panic and fear in his eyes.

When Lizzy refused to move for the second time, her eyes vacantly staring into space, Fred tried a different approach.

"Look, I am getting fed up of this! It's getting dangerous!" Fred snapped, glancing at the door worriedly. "There's two of them now, and they've got pills!" Still, there was no reaction. "Look, they're turning you into another one of them. I mean, you've started already! You picked up a piece of broccoli and put it in your mouth, and went, 'ooh, what a lovely piece of broccoli!' I can't believe it, it's beyond disgusting!" He raved, eyes finally locking back on Elizabeth. "Snotface…" he pleaded, walking over to her bed and sitting beside her. "Please help…"

Fred bit his lip, staring at the young woman beside him. Sighing deeply, he wrapped an arm around her, squeezing reassuringly. "Come on…" He implored quietly. Still, Elizabeth only blinked. Fred frowned and scooted closer to her. What had happened when he was gone? His Snotface seemed to have given up completely! She seemed like a broken fragile toy… one which, if he wasn't careful, she would break. 'No.' Fred thought fiercely. 'I WILL make this better. Somehow…'

"Look, do you remember when your dad picked up the Megabeast and threw her out the window?" He asked, eyes narrowed. Finally, she shot him a small glance.

"That never happened." She said quietly.

"No, didn't happen though, but you wanted it to though, didn't you?" Fred prodded. Slowly she nodded. "Yeah, so did I..." Fred murmured, a bolt of anger shooting through him as he remembered how horrible Polly had been to Elizabeth as a child… There were times when the only thing that kept Elizabeth's self-esteem and spirit alive was Fred himself. Feeling a shudder of unease jerk through him, he couldn't help but wonder how much worse Polly had gotten when Drop Dead Fred finally disappeared, taking Elizabeth's fighting spirit with it. Swallowing hard, he gently squeezed her in a one-armed hug, feeling his throat tighten.

"You remember?" Fred whispered. "Hmm? Remember?" Lizzy nodded again, eyes hardening, tears slowly welling up.

"That was the day she took you away from me…" She said, so softly that he almost didn't hear it. He looked at her, and was stunned to see a tear rolling down her face. Without another word being spoken, Fred gathered her up in his arms and held her head against his chest. Slowly, he began to rock her back and forward.

"Oh Snotface…" He murmured into her hair, gently stroking the silky black locks. He felt her shaking against him, and his grip tightened around her.

"I'm here now Lizzy. I'm here, and I won't leave until you're ready for me to. I promise…" He reassured her quietly, and suddenly he caught the scent of lavender and the ocean. Frowning slightly, he inhaled deeply, and suddenly realized that it was Elizabeth's hair. It smelled… nice, and somehow it smelled like… well, Lizzy. Letting out a shuddering breath, he reluctantly broke the embrace, pulling away gently. Slowly, he moved so he was sitting directly in front of her.

"Snotface… I want to show you something." Fred told her, breath catching when he caught sight of her tear-stained face. He stared at her transfixed, as she hastily wiped the remaining tears away, and stared at him resolutely. Fred found himself frozen in time for a few moments, staring openly at his charge. Even with her now blotchy red complexion from crying, Lizzy was so… beautiful. The thought came from nowhere, and Fred sucked in a breath sharply to avoid gasping. Where had that come from? He was shaken from his thoughts at the sound of Lizzy's voice.

"Fred?" She asked curiously, brown eyes carefully observing him. Fred shivered in spite himself. 'Those eyes…'

"Um… right." Fred choked out, shakily reaching into his pocket. Slowly, he pulled out a folded and worn piece of paper.

"What is it?" Lizzy asked, her gaze shifting to the crumpled paper.

"It's… a letter. From you." Fred replied, nodding in her direction. "It was written after I… after the Megabeast trapped me in the jack-in-the-box." Lizzy's eyes widened, staring at the paper in recognition. "You promised you'd run away with me in it." He reminded her, hoping against hope she'd still want to. Gently, he tugged on the letter to make it straighten itself. Ever since he had found it, he found himself pulling it out of his pocket in the moments him and Lizzy were apart, and just staring at it.

"Read it." She instructed, eyes meeting his again. Breaking her gaze quickly, he cleared his throat and began to read.

"Dear Drop Dead Fred," Fred began to read, feeling his heart clench when Elizabeth's gaze stayed intently on him. "You were my only friend, but she took you away from me. I know I'll see you again some day… If you come back, I promise we'll run away together." Hastily, he broke off, and poked the page. "You see that? Pro-mise. I found that when I was hiding in the stupid garden shed." He told her, watching as her eyes lit up with surprise.

"That's right! That's where I hid it!" She exclaimed, a small smile on her lips. "But you never answered it… You just disappeared." She continued, the smile quickly fading as she frowned at Fred, like a puppy that had been rejected by its master. Fred lowered his gaze to the bed shamefully, and pulled the paper out of her hand, folding it up delicately. Why couldn't she understand? It's not like he didn't want to reply… He had missed her beyond belief… In fact, when he was in the Jack in the box, he had spent most of his time thinking of all the fun stuff that they could do once he got free. However, it's not like grown-up Lizzy would really want to make a Vomit-and-Honey-pot-pie.

"And when you did…" Elizabeth continued, breaking Fred out of his trance. "All the life, and uh… spirit… and…" She motioned wildly with her hands, eyes scrunched, trying to think of the right word.

"Fred?" He suggested hesitantly. She laughed through the new tears that stained her face, gently grabbing him by the shoulders.

"Yeah, Fred! Just… went out of me." She sobbed. Fred gently began to stroke her knee, hoping it was comforting. "Oh, I should have never let my mother know how much she could hurt me..." She choked, eyes going hazy with memories. "Once she knew how, she knew that she could do it all the time. And she did." She whispered, gazing desperately at him. Fred clenched his teeth together and nodded stiffly. It was all he could do not to go downstairs, and somehow shove Polly in front of the next passing fire truck. "So, I never showed her my real feelings again." Snotface admitted softly.

"So?" Fred asked pleadingly.

"So?" She repeated blankly.

"So now can we run away? Please?" He begged. She hesitated a moment, before a broad grin broke out onto her face.

"Where to?" She asked, sorrow clearing from her eyes in an instant.

"To the party! To the Charlie-party!" Fred suggested eagerly, excited at the prospect of a party with his Snotface.

"Yeah!" She replied, his enthusiasm catching.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah!" Fred repeated one last time, impulsively pulling her into a tight hug. He could feel her snuggling into the embrace, and he squeezed a little tighter. He ignored the voice in the back of his head that was starting to make him rethink that getting Charlie and Lizzy back together again wasn't such a good idea after all…

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Next Chapter- Fred and Lizzy go to a certain party, and after certain things happen, Fred gets a very bad feeling about Lizzy and Charles getting back together.