I'm really bad at updating recently... ok for a while I admit :P BUt never the less here it finally is! hope you like it :D
Chapter 14: Thanksgiving.
Thanksgiving diner was, as always. the biggest of the year. Lizzy and kayla O'Neill were spending the whole day preparing for it. Not knowing how to cook, Jack and Michael were stuck doing the dishes.
"You know what we should get? A dishwasher." Michael said.
"You can't clean big pots in a dishwasher." Lizzy said.
"We're almost done anyway." Jack said.
"Oh of course! There's just the pile that's waiting for us when they're done with the turkey, the stuffing, that red stuff..." Michael went on as kayla brought yet again an other pot for them to wash.
"You mean cranberry sauce." Kayla said.
"Whatever it's called. What ever happened to the old fashion in a can one." Mike said.
"The old fashion way is making you're own you know." Jack said.
"What's with you today anyway? You seem so... goodmoodish."
"Goodmoodish?"
"It's a word."
"So is happy."
"See, you're being a smart ass again. Although you seem to have lost your good mood."
"Shut up."
"He's only in a good mood 'cos Sam's coming." Kayla said with a smirk.
"Oh... Right." Michael said smiling.
Jack chose to simply ignore them.
"I got the carrots." John said, coming back from the store. "Took me forever to find a place that was open."
"Good. Can you cut 'em Michael?" Lizzy asked.
"I don't know how."
"Ya right." Kayla muttered.
"Michael." Lizzy said firmly.
"Alright, alright. I'll cut the stupid carrots." Mike said, throwing the rag in the sink, getting water all over Jack in the process.
"Hey!" Jack yelled.
"Oups." Mike said, laughing.
"Think this is funny?" Jack said, throwing hi sown rag at his brother.
"Yuck!" Mike squirmed. He splashed Jack in return and a water fight ensued afterwards.
"Boys!" John and Lizzy interfered before they could make a big mess.
"Go get washed up and then you're both going to clean up this mess." Lizzy said. "And while you're upstairs can you tell daniel to come down here. He's been doing homework all day."
"I should have thought of that." Michael muttered as he went upstairs to get changed. "At least I got out of cutting the carrots." He said proudly to Jack.
"I still don't see why he couldn't come here for thanksgiving." Jacob said.
"He's spending it with is family." Sam said for the umpteenth time.
"And you're not?"
"I already said yes. Besides, you were suppose to be off somewhere working."
"I know kiddo." Jacob knew she was right. He had only learnt yesterday evening that he didn't have to leave. "But for christmas I expect you to spend it with us."
"Of course I will."
"And of course you'll be back before twelve."
"Dad." Sam complained.
"Ten thirty."
"That's so..."
"Ten."
"Ok, ok."
"Good. Nine it is then."
Sam gave Jacob an unbelieving look.
"I'm kidding."
Sam rolled her eyes. "I'll see you latter dad."
"Bye. Oh and Sam?"
"Ya."
"Eleven."
Sam smiled. "Thanks dad. Bye." She said before leaving.
Jacob chuckled. It worked every time.
After a few more hours of cooking and an other incident later, the table was set and the diner was almost done.
"When christmas comes I say the men do the cooking." Kayla said, finishing the gravy.
"We tried that two years ago." Lizzy said.
"You sure?"
"I clearly remember the kitchen being on fire. Right Jack?"
"Fire?" Daniel said laughing slightly at Jack.
"Not this again." Jack complained. "I swear I thought it was a 5."
"Since when do you need to put the oven at 550 to cook chicken?" Michael said.
"You're not better mister-I-can't-cut-carrots."
That made Daniel laugh even more.
"Shut up." Mike said throwing a paper napkin at Daniel.
"No no. We won't start this again. Everybody in the living room." Lizzy said.
"I thought we were eating." Mike complained.
"Once Sam gets here, we will."
At that moment there was a knock on the door. Jack practically jumped to go answer it.
"Hey." He said opening it and seeing Sam.
"Hi. Hope I'm not late." She answered
"Nope. Diner isn't even ready yet." Jack said letting her in.
"Hey Sam." Daniel said.
"Hey Daniel."
"And of course you know Michael already." Jack said, Michael smiled proudly.
"Right, the one who pushed you."
Michael lost his smile.
"I like her." Kayla said smiling. "I'm Kayla." She said introducing herself.
"Hi." Sam said.
"And this is my mom and dad." Jack continued. "John and Lizzy O'Neill."
"It's good to finally meet you. Jack's told us so much about you." Lizzy said.
Sam blushed. "It's good to meet you too."
"Alright we all know each other. Now can we eat?!" Mike said.
It only took a few more minutes for supper to be ready and everybody was eating.
"So hopefully we'll why the science fair this year." Kayla said, explaining her project to Sam.
"It sounds pretty cool. I don't see why you wouldn't." Sam said.
"I don't know, last year we tried a similar model, we got second place."
"Well with the modifications you have a pretty good chance I say."
"Here's hoping."
"Your too competitive." Mike said.
"The prize for first place is five hundred dollars."
"Five hundred!" Jack said surprise. "Where do I sigh up?" He added jokingly.
"Well if you get a job Jack you could earn even more." John said.
Jack face fell. Sam laughed.
"I think I'll pass."
"What about you Sam? Do you work?" Lizzy asked.
"No actually. My dad prefers I concentrate on school." Sam answered.
"I think he's absolutely right. See, it would be bad for students to get jobs." Jack said.
"Nice try Jack." John said. "But for that to be true you would actually have to try and work in school."
Sam laughed as long as Daniel and Kayla.
"I work hard. I just don't spend holidays doing homework like other people do." Jack said looking pointedly at Daniel.
"Well better now than at the last minute." Daniel said in defense.
"I prefer to get it over with quickly too." Sam helped him out.
"Since when do we spend thanksgiving talking about school?" Michael said. "Did anybody see that movie where they kill off the monster with shampoo last night?"
All he got was blank looks.
"Ok guess not."
"I'll get dessert ready." Lizzy said. "It'll take a while to clear the table so you can go off for a sort while."
"Finally." Mike said jumping off his chair. Everybody else left the table at a slightly slower pace.
"Need any help?" Sam asked politely.
Lizzy smiled. "No guest in my house will do chores."
"You want to go for a walk outside?" Jack asked before Sam could reply. He could tell she was probably going to say it wasn't any trouble or something.
"Sure." Sam said, a little off guard.
They got their coats and went outside. It was already dark outside and it had gotten considerably colder since earlier that afternoon. Sam shivered slightly.
"Cold?" Jack asked.
"I'm fine." She said automatically.
Jack put his arm around her shoulder to warm her up a little.
"Better?"
"Ya, thanks." Sam smiled.
They walked a little further making small chat when Jack noticed a shadow in a near by bush, he help Sam a little titer protectively. He could sense Sam going tense. The figure jumped from behind the bush, startling both of them.
"You bastard." A slightly tipsy Jonas said.
"Jonas, what are you doing here?" Sam asked sounding slightly annoyed.
"I was just about...hic... to ask you the same thing."
"You need to go home."
"Maybe you need to go home."
"Oh for crying out loud." Jack muttered.
"Hey, this is...hic...none of your business."
"Jonas, go home." Sam said.
"No, we...hic... need to talk."
"Jonas..." Sam started.
"Hey, she said go home."
"Mind your own business."
"Jack you don't have to..." Sam started once again.
"You have about five seconds before I make you leave."
"Oh ya." Jonas said, attempting to throw a punch. Jack stopped his hand and pushed him back slightly.
"It's one second now." When Jonas didn't budge, Jack lifted up his fist. Jonas took a small step back.
"This isn't over tough guy." he said before leaving.
"Can you believe that guy." Jack said.
"I could have handled that you know."
"The guy was drunk."
"Doesn't mean I didn't have it under control. It's not exactly the first time he,s acted that way."
"Well I wasn't about to do nothing."
"You should have." She said walking away.
"Sam wait." He said following her. "So what? you're mad at me for helping?" he said once he caught up.
"You were about to hurt him. There's better ways of dealing with him." Sam said, getting more angry.
"I wasn't gonna beat the crap out of him but I wasn't going to wait until he hurt you either." Jack said, matching her tone.
"So you ratter hurt him and possibly yourself instead."
"Ya, is that a crime?"
"He could hardly walk he wasn't going to hurt anybody."
"You don't know that."
"Oh, and you do."
"Ya I know his type."
"So better just beat him up now."
"If it protects you than ya sure."
"Protect me! I can take care of myself you know." Sam yelled, stopping abrutly and turning to look at him.
"What am I suppose to do?! Just let him talk to you like that."
"Ya."
"Well you can forget about that." Jack said. He was getting to the point where he spoke before he thought.
"Why." Sam said, getting more frustrated by the second.
"Because I care about you."
"Why do you care?"
"Because I love you." Jack almost yelled. His eyes went winded at his own admission. Sam looked startled. They realized they were both breathing heavily. Not knowing what to do, Jack turned to head back home. It took Sam a second to realized what had just happened. She touched his arm slightly so he would turn around. When he did she closed the distance between them and kissed him gently on the lips before pulling back.
"I love you too." She said softly.
They kissed again with more passion than the last. When they needed air, they separated but leaned their heads on each other's forehead.
"I'm sorry,I guess I got a little annoyed back there." Jack said.
"No, it's ok. I over reacted."
"We're good?" Jack checked.
"Ya, we are." Sam smiled.
"So, pie?"
"Sounds good."
They walked back to Jack's house and like they way the left, Jack's arm was around Sam's shoulder and she was leaning her head on his.
I'm such a hopeless romantic hihi, alright so there's just two chapters left so review while you still can!! :P