Ash is almost on the bus when she hears someone call her name. She turns around to see Owen Shaw and the blonde girl, waving her over. She sighs, and she walks over, remembering where Sean is parked. He holds up a hand, and she knows he is going to wait for her. "What, Owen?" Her voice is a bit patient, but her expression is anything but. She just wants to go home.
"I was hoping I could take you for a ride," he replies, and Ash shakes her head no. "I could show you around, give you taste for speed. I know I go faster than those amateurs at any rate." The brunette feels a bit defensive of her friends, but the blonde makes her a bit nervous and intimidated for some reason. She's a short blonde, but something about her seems to get under Ash's skin in the most irritating ways possible.
"I'm not interested," Ash says, walking away. "I don't want a taste for speed, and I don't want to be in a car with you, Owen. If you don't mind, I need to catch a ride with someone I actually talk to and like." The blonde steps in front of Ash, blocking her way. "I said, I don't want to go for a ride, Owen." She moves again, only to have the both of them blocking her exit.
A car rolls up next to them, and Ash is pleasantly surprised to see Jesse at the wheel with Leon next to him. "Hey, Ash." Another two cars drive next to her, and she can see the rest of the crew. Dom gives a pointed look at Owen. "Do you wanna ride with us? We have room."
Ash bends down, resting on the door. "That's sweet, Jess, really, but Sean already offered. Maybe later?" He nods, but everyone is still going at Owen. She gets the feeling something is going on she didn't know about and jogs over to Sean's car. She owns the backseat door since Twink has the front seat. "Thank you do much, Sean. I swear, those guys..."
Ash sighs, and her head falls into the window. "You know where the cemetery is? Drop me off there." Sean nods, and Ash closes her eyes for just a few moments of rest. She's shaken awake minutes later. Getting out, she waves goodbye, and goes into the cemetery to find a certain grave. The name Sebastian Christopher Sempers is engraved.
Ash sits down next to her dad, not having seen him since before they left for the Carolinas where her mom's family is. Ash can't remember much from when they lived here before, but she knows her dad was one the best at what he did. As she sits there, she begins drawing in the dirt nearby. "I'm back. I have a lot to tell you, daddy, especially since we haven't been together in so long."
Anybody who saw Ash could have sworn she was crazy. Talking to air in the way she did, laughing at nothing to them but were her father's words to her and answering questions with pauses between. But this is normal for her. Being in front of a stone with his name and body underneath makes it all the more real to her. The little things make the difference between her room and a stone.
Brock comes up beside her when she's finished, and he did down next to his sister. Brock, with his dark red hair and same brown eyes as his sister, takes a toy car from his bag, placing it on the ground. He sits like he normally does when he's on the ground, one arm looped over his leg that holds his head, the other hand acting as a pillow. "It's weird being back here."
"It isn't that it's weird," Ash says, looking at the sunset. "It's that we've grown more. Daddy's missed a lot of it because mom couldn't take it. Couldn't take being here without dad." She turns to look at him. "Do you remember daddy?"
Brock shakes his head. "I wish I did," he reveals, and Ash scoots close to him. "You're always talking about how he always played with us, and mom talks about their dates and other times together. Then I'm just there, having to take you by your word without a memory. Well, only of coming here and playing cars, pretending he was there."
Ash wraps her arms around her brother, and he stays still, crying silently. "I hate it's all you remember, baby bro, but I can't help the past. Dad loved us, and that's all we need to know. If we forget that... We're already broken beyond repair. Want to go home now?" Her brother has never done well with losing someone, and not remembering his dad probably kills Brock.
"No," Brock answers truthfully. "But we don't have much choice, now do we?" He gets up, and Ash blows a kiss to her dad before getting her brother in a headlock. "Ah! No!" Ash laughs, and lets go of him without much problem and he gets a bit away from her before she can do anything else.
It's about a three to four mile trip to the gate of the neighborhood, then another few minutes to get to their house. Ash wishes she hadn't taken the bus because she could've had a ride home from the cemetery after driving herself there. Her brother rides away on his board, and a car rolls up beside her again. It's Han and Gisele. "Get in, Ash."
"I'm fine, Gisele," Ash says. "I can make it home before dark." She walks a bit more, but Han stays near at Gisele's order.
"And if we're not comfortable with that?" Han asks in reply.
"Too bad. I can get home easily enough." She looks to the side, and both of them are just looking at her. Ash rolls her eyes. "Guys, I'm fine. If worse comes to worst, I'll call my mom. I don't need a ride." Han looks at Gisele, who shrugs, and rolls off slowly, as though waiting for Ashlynn to call them back. But she doesn't, and instead walks the rest of the way home without anything important or special happening.
