AN: I hope this chapter is not too confusing. The dinner is talked about from a number of different peoples' perspectives, but I didn't want to flip between perspectives too much. So some of these scenes overlap. For example, Lewis' arrival is discussed in Denise's scene; Lewis discusses his arrival in his scene and about talking with Bobby throughout dinner; Bobby discusses arriving after Lewis' scene; and so on.

Spoilers below to previous chapters

Character's Still Alive:

The Bride and Groom

Christina Evans (Chrissy) - The Bride

Robert Philips (Bobby) - The Groom

The Friends of the Bride and Groom

Emily Stone - The Maid-of-Honor

Victor Ford (Vic) - The Best Man

Allison Little (Alli) - The Athlete

Bruce Kemp - The Partier

Mary Medina - The Sullen

Theresa Fleming - The Photographer

Raymond Cunningham (Ray) - The Go-Getter

Sara O'Conner - The Snob

Laura Burke - The Air Head

Eugene Burke - The Graduate

Julie Graves - The Outcast

Tom Lane - The Stranger

The Bride's Family

Hurbert Evans - The Father-of-the-Bride

Pamela Evans - The Mother-of-the-Bride

Amy Marshall - The Tyrant

Denise Arnold - The Peacekeeper

Amber Evans - The Tease

Nicole Evans (Nicky) - The Risk Taker

Daniel Marshall - The Mogul

Kyle Arnold - The Good Son-In-Law

Casey Hicks - The Boyfriend

Melissa Marshall (Lissa) - The Flower girl

Joseph Marshall (Joey) - The Ring bearer

The Groom's Family

Allen Philips - The Reverend

Lewis Philips - The Loner

Courtney Philips (Cort) - The Estranged

Others

Janice Owens - The Owner of the Inn

Tina Elliott - The Caterer

Troy Curtis - The Ferry Driver

Dorothy Rose - The Stripper

Chapter 3: Whoosh

"I just don't know why you have such a problem with my friends," Ray said as he changed out of his swim shorts and grabbed a pair of underwear. "I mean, it's not like I'm going to be able to see them very often when we move out east. Why can I not spend this last weekend having fun with my friends instead of sitting halfway across the pool from them?"

Sara knew she had to calm the situation down. She had been happy with herself so far this weekend. Sure she had to spend time with Ray's friends on the boat, but the majority of the time at the pool she had been able to keep Ray and herself from spending any real time with those losers. She walked over to Ray, who had his back to her, and put her arms around him. She stopped him from pulling his briefs all the way up. She whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry; there is just so much of Vic and Bruce I can take in one day. I know I am being selfish, but I like you so much better when you are away from you friends."

She made her eyes as pouty as possible as he turned his head to look at her. "It's my last weekend with them honey, can't you just put up with Vic and Bruce for one weekend. They're really not that bad if you get to know them. Anyways, it's not like I like all of your friends, but I still spend time with them."

Sara still would not let him raise his briefs. She found men were much easier to reason with men when they thought the conversation might lead to sex. "Which of my friends do you not love?" she asked. This was of course a trap, one which she knew Ray would avoid.

"No, it's not like that, I just know that this is the last time my friends and I will get to spend together. When we move out east, I'll still have email and Facebook, but it won't be the same. This is one last blast."

Sara cringed at the thought of Ray continuing any contact with these people. Sara thought Vic was a complete jerk, through and through. He was still working a retail job a year after he had graduated college, what was that all about. Why did he not want to move on with his life? And Bruce; that man had to have some sort of disease with all random hookups he had. Bobby, well, she did not know Bobby as well as Vic or Bruce. But his best friends being Vic and Bruce was all she needed to know about Bobby.

None of them were like Ray. Ray had dreams and aspirations, and the ambition and talent to back it up. Her father and mother adored Ray, because they saw the same things in him that she saw in him.

This job out east could make his career. And Sara was happy to leave the university and to enroll in a school out east. She could not believe that two professors had the audacity to give her "D"s this last semester, so she was happy to leave and find a school that would appreciate her talents.

Ray had given up on raising his briefs, while Sara caressed his body. "I'll try harder to get along with everyone," she said, giving Ray a deep kiss on the mouth. "Don't worry; you'll have a great time this weekend." She knew her reassurances were all he needed. She would still be able to get away with whatever she wanted.

Eugene and Laura arrived in the dinning room first. They had considered skipping dinner too, and instead grabbing some food from the kitchen and returning to their room. But they had agreed that they really should make an appearance at the dinner. After all, this was a part of the reason they were here, not just for a weekend getaway. They sat there laughing and talking for several minutes before anyone else showed up.

Ray and Sara were the first to arrive, and they sat with them. Laura was happy they did. It was good to have another couple on this trip. Laura really liked Ray, and Sara seemed really nice. She thought they were a very cute couple, and wondered when they'd be getting married. She hoped her and Eugene would be invited to that wedding too.

The two couples talked about the boat ride over and how nice the island was. Sara and Laura talked a bit about weddings. Laura was an expert on the subject, since she had worked so hard to make her 300 guest wedding two month earlier be absolutely perfect. Oh course, Ray and Sara had been there, but with that many guests she hadn't had time to talk to most of their guests more then a few seconds in the receiving line.

Laura whispered to Sara that she had no expectation that the wedding ceremony this weekend would be anything but ho-hum. Sara had smiled at that, and given her a look of agreement.

Kyle and Denise sat down at an empty table, giving a friendly wave to the two couples already sitting in the room as they walked by them, and receiving a short nod from some of the people at the table. Denise had just gotten settled when Amber, Nicky, and Casey entered and joined them at their table. Denise was happy to get to see her two younger sisters because, since Kyle and she lived about two hours away from her parents, she did not get to see them as often as she wanted.

Amber was wearing a dress which was low cut up top, and clung to her body. It wasn't a tawdry dress, but Denise was always concerned that her little sister was attracting the wrong kind of attention. Nicky was wearing a cute dress which made Denise smile, because her littlest sister rarely wore dresses of any sort. Casey was wearing a slightly wrinkled shirt and tie, which he looked uncomfortable in.

Denise was going to try to avoid talking about her pregnancy tonight with her little sisters. So many of the conversations today were about that. She knew her two youngest sisters were very excited and happy for her that she was going to have a baby, but she could also tell they had long since tired of hearing details about every doctor's visit and every Lamaze class.

Denise asked Amber if she was ready for school in the fall. Amber was to attend a great private school a few states away from their parents. Amber was a very smart girl, and Denise was so proud of her for making it into such a fine university. They discussed college for a while, a topic which seemed to sour Casey a bit. Casey was going to be attending a good school in-state. Denise assumed, correctly, that Casey wanted Amber to attend the same school, or at least one close to where he would be. "Poor Casey," Denise thought, "don't you get that you're just a short term boyfriend for Amber. You're not the first, and you won't be the last." Denise knew that Amber liked to play around with the boys, but that she had no interest in anything that serious.

As they continued to talk about college, people continued to filter in. The Reverend and his son, Lewis, came in. She saw Lewis look longingly at the last open seat at Denise's table, then apparently think better of it and follow Allen to the open seats at the bride and groom's table.

Most of the tables had filled by the time Amy, Daniel, and their kids arrived, so they took up the one remaining empty table in the room. Cort followed not long after, and stood at the entrance to the dining room looking around uncomfortably. There was at least one empty seat available at all of the tables, except the bride and grooms table. Adding to Cort's problems, the reverend sat with his back to the entrance, so he had not noticed Cort come in.

Denise quickly recognized Cort's dilemma, excused herself from her table and walked over to Cort. "Hi! It's Cortney, right?" she said to him. "I'm Denise, Chrissy's sister." She had been introduced to him briefly, but never assumed people she just met remembered her name.

"Hi, you can call me Cort," Cort said. Cort seemed to calm a bit with this slight distraction from his decision.

"OK, Cort, would you like to come and sit with us?" Denise offered warmly.

Cort seemed happy to have the decision made for him, and followed Denise over to her table. Denise wasn't sure who all Cort had met, so she introduced him to everyone at the table. They had to make some additional room at the table to accommodate his size. The three younger people at Denise's table clammed up when the man they did not know sat down, until Denise began asking Nicky about when the last time she went surfing was. This seemed to open the conversation at the table up again.

Not much time later, dinner began. The dinner was buffet style, but Kyle was nice enough to get a plate of food for her. As dinner and conversation continued at her table, Denise tried to talk Cort several times, asking about what he did for work and what he did as hobbies. Cort's answers were soft, pleasant, short, and primarily evasive. Denise decided not to press for answers.

In their room, Allen had asked Lewis to sit with other people at dinner and try to make friends with the other guests. When they entered the dinning room, there were seats available at a table occupied by Amber, her boyfriend, and a couple of her sisters. Lewis definitely found Amber to be amazingly attractive

Lewis found it nearly impossible to talk to girls, whether they were attractive or not, but if they were beautiful it made it that much more difficult. Lewis would have loved to make his father proud of him by sitting at the table with the kids his age. Heck, if he had had it in him to converse with others easily, he would have enjoyed sitting at that table. But Lewis knew he would be uncomfortable all night if he did sit with them, and the last thing he wanted was to make them uncomfortable by sitting there silently all night.

In the end, Lewis chose to have his father be a bit displeased with him over dealing with the awkward situation. He took up the empty seat next to his father. Allen acted as if it was the most natural thing in the world to have his son sit next to him, as if he wasn't disappointed he hadn't sat at the other table. One of the things Lewis loved about his adopted father was that he never would expose him to more discomfort by telling him to sit at the other table in front of others.

All-in-all, Lewis did not have a bad evening. He got to sit at the table with the two people that he was at all close to, his father and Bobby. He even talked far more then he typically would have, mainly because of Bobby's gentle prodding. It wasn't like the social failure of not having the courage to sit at the table with Amber was something new to him. So he was able to get past it over the course of the evening.

Bobby arrived at dinner with Bruce and Vic. Bobby was going to sit with Chrissy and her parents, along with his father. Bobby was impressed that everyone had at least attempted to dress well for the dinner. This dinner was to be like a engagement dinner and a rehearsal dinner rolled into one. Chrissy and he had not had an engagement dinner, and they had decided they didn't need much of a rehearsal because the ceremony was going to be simple.

"Do you think we should have woken Adam up for dinner," Bobby asked Vic and Bruce.

"No," Vic laughed, "if he has to go hungry tonight, it will be a good lesson for him."

"So try not to be too pissed off with me," Bruce said to Vic after scanning the room.

"Why?" Vic replied.

"Because I'm going to sit over there," Bruce said, pointing to the open seat next to Alli. This made Bobby chuckle. Vic had already given Bruce crap for his obvious attempts at the pool of hitting on Alli, and had told him that Alli wasn't going to give it up to him. Bruce had stated that he had just needed more time to work his magic.

Bobby was chuckling mainly, though, because Emily was sitting at the table with Alli and the rest of their friends. Vic certainly wasn't going to sit at Emily's table.

"OK, fine," Vic said shortly, and with obvious displeasure. As Bruce headed over to sit next to Alli, Vic took a seat with Ray, Sara, Eugene, and Laura. Bobby headed over to sit next to Chrissy, giving Hurbert and Pamela a friendly hello as he sat.

Julie and Tom arrived late for dinner, after everyone had collected there first plate of food. Julie had grown nervous again at coming down to dinner, but Tom had pestered her until she gave in and they came down. There were only two empty seats left available where they could sit together, and it was at the table where Amy and her family sat. Julie didn't show much interest in sitting with the family she didn't know, but Tom didn't give her much choice as he took her hand and walked over to the table.

"Do you mind if we join you?" Tom said with a smile to Amy and Daniel.

"Of course not, please do. But you may want to get a plate of food before sitting down," Amy said politely in response. Julie and Tom took her advice, returning with food. Julie sat by the little girl while Tom sat by Daniel. Tom saw the little boy give Julie and him a hesitant look when they sat down, and then scoot his chair a bit closer to his mom. The little girl, between shoveling food into her mouth, was talking frequently to Julie. Tom noted that Julie seemed to be enjoying the conversation with the girl. Amy, who was sitting between her children, occasionally took time out of her meal to cut up food on her son's plate or to prod her kids to keep eating whenever they became too distracted.

"So, are you still in college Tom?" Daniel asked.

"No sir, I just graduated. I'm working for the company I had an internship with during school."

"Oh yeah, what is it you do."

"I'm in marketing research for a small firm."

"Good, good. You're sitting at the right table then. I am with a CEO of a large firm, and I'm always looking for young people who might fit in at my organization. Here's my card," Daniel said, fishing a business card out of his jacket pocket and handing it to Tom. "A word of advice, you may like your job fine, but don't stay at a small company for too long or you won't be taken seriously by the business world. If you ever want an internship with a larger firm, just give me a call."

Tom took the card and thanked Daniel excitedly and very graciously. Tom had no intention of calling Daniel. Tom knew that for a guy like Daniel, the main reason he had handed him his business card was so Tom could see the "CEO" printed on the card and know how important he was. Tom knew that Daniel had no real intention of helping him out.

Tom also had no intention, either, of following Daniel's unsolicited advice. Tom loved his job and who he worked with. He had no intention of leaving any time soon. Daniel had used this opportunity to talk about his work, which Tom listened to feigning interest.

Tom noted that Daniel was wearing a very expensive suit. Most everyone in attendance was dressed nicely, but Daniel, Amy, and Sara stood out for how expensive their clothes obviously were. Tom typically wore business casual clothes to work, so he did not have a lot of dressier clothes to choose from to bring to the island. Even though Tom was dressed nicely, sitting at the same table with Amy and Daniel made him feel a bit under-dressed.

Eventually, Daniel got up to get a second helping from the buffet. Without his father sitting between them, the little boy looked at Tom even more suspiciously. Tom picked up a cherry tomato onto his fork, and began bouncing the tomato in the air, capturing the attention of both of the children and Julie. He bounced the tomato about eight times before launching it way up in the air and catching it in his mouth.

"Wow," both children said, sincerely. Both of the children began trying to replicate the feat with little success. Julie gave Tom a smile. Tom noted that the little boy didn't give him any suspicious looks after that.

Amber had gone for a second helping of food. She still had a child's metabolism, so she didn't have to worry too much about what she ate. As she walked to the buffet table, she assumed that she was catching a number of looks from many of the males in the room. She was especially happy to walk by the two tables with Chrissy's and Bobby's friends. She knew that Vic, Bruce, and Ray were each looking her over as she walked past, and she was also sure that she had received a number of jealous looks from the women at both tables, which she also liked.

Amber began getting a healthy second helping when she arrived at the buffet table. "Hello Amber, enjoying dinner?" she heard a person say behind her. She knew it was Daniel instantly, and his talking to her almost made her lose her appetite. She knew when she looked back she would find him standing a bit to close to her, so she wasn't surprised when she turned her head and found him right there.

"Yes," she said flatly. She looked at his eyes, which continued to look down the front of her dress for a second before meeting her eyes. She hated the way he looked at her. It wasn't that he would stare at her various body parts, because a lot of guys did that and Amber didn't particularly find it offensive. In fact, she loved it when she caught men checking out her body. The look in Daniel's eyes made her feel like he didn't think of her as another person, but instead as someone to be used. It was a lust filled look; a dirty, lustful look.

This look had started several months earlier. Amber used to babysit for Amy and his children all the time. She had done this for years without a problem. During this period, she and Amy's relationship had actually gotten pretty good. Amy could still be bossy, but she and Amy had ended up being close. But then a few months ago, Amber started noticing Daniel giving her this look.

She had tried to ignore it for a while. She tried to excuse it as just another guy who enjoyed looking at her. But his look was just so different, and it gave her the creeps.

Her fears were confirmed one night when Daniel had given her a ride home from babysitting his kids. He stopped the car in a parking lot that night and had made a strong pass at her. He had tried to kiss her, had tried to put his hands on her, but she had stopped him. He hadn't been physically forceful, but he could be so intimidating when he wanted to be. It had taken her several times of demanding him to take her home before he did.

That was the last night she had babysat for Lissa and Joey. She hadn't told anyone, ever. She had figured that if Amy had ever found out, it would destroy their marriage, and that was the last thing in the world that Amber wanted. Amber had handed over babysitting duties to Nicky, who was more then happy to take over. Amber would always check with her little sister, as subtly as she could, if Daniel was being OK with her. Nicky gave no indication that Daniel was anything but appropriate with her. In fact, Daniel's attitude towards Nicky seemed to be primarily dismissive.

The whole thing had really taken a huge toll on Amy and her relationship, and Amber knew that she was to blame for that. Amber had not wanted to interact with Amy, fearing her secret would be exposed. Amber had taken a page out of Chrissy play book for treating Amy, and had become very cool to her. She knew this had hurt Amy deeply, but that it was better that Amy be angry with her then have her marriage break apart.

Amber knew Daniel would continue to leer at her as she quickly finished putting food on her plate. Amber was proven correct as she turned to walk away from the buffet table; Daniel was indeed still staring at her with that look. She returned to her table, no longer thinking about impressing anyone in the room. The one, short interaction with Daniel left Amber in a gloomy mood for the rest of the evening.

Vic hated sitting with the two couples. Sure, Ray was one of his best friends, but ever since he had broken up with Emily, he hated being around happy couples. He didn't really know Eugene or Laura well. Laura was a friend of Emily's, but they weren't extremely close. Vic was one of the few people from this group of friends that had not attended Eugene and Laura's wedding. Vic and Emily had RSVPed together at the time, because they had been going out then, but Vic had decided not to attend the wedding at all after he and Emily had broken up.

Sara and Laura seemed to be getting on well. Eugene remained fairly quite. It had really been the first time this weekend that Vic had a chance to really talk to Ray.

"So, are you still coming to Bobby's bachelor party tomorrow night?" Vic asked Ray, making sure to be loud enough so that Sara could hear.

Ray, who seemed to be making a conscious effort not to look to Sara for an answer, said, "Definitely! So Bobby knows about this, right?"

"Yeah, he knows we're all getting together, but he hasn't been told everything that's going to go on," Vic replied. "Eugene, are you going to be able to come?"

This was the first Eugene had really been invited to the party, but Eugene could care less. Eugene was happy to have left bachelorhood behind, and found a celebration of that form of living to be unappealing at this point in his life. "We'll have to see," was all Eugene said in reply.

"You're not going to do anything at this party that I wouldn't approve of, are you Vic?" Sara said. Vic noted that she had said it in her best attempt at a commanding voice, though he still thought she sounded pouty.

"Well, I promise you this, we'll save all of the hard drugs for after Ray leaves, and we'll restrict him to only blow jobs from the hookers we're having flown in," Vic responded in his most serious tone. Eugene and Laura both laughed at this. Ray also couldn't help but laughing, even though he knew he would pay for it later. Vic didn't mind bringing some discord to Ray's and Sara's love affair. Sara just scowled at Vic in return for his jest.

Theresa had noted that Emily had wondered out loud several times throughout dinner where Robin was. That it was very unlike her to not come to a gathering, especially when she was only a couple floors away. The empty seat where Robin would have sat remained there as a reminder of her absence all evening. Emily had asked Mary if she knew what was taking Robin so long. Theresa had thought Mary's mood had gotten a lot better since the incident at the pool, but she seemed to sour at Emily's questions about where Robin was.

"I'm not responsible for her," Mary had snapped, "Robin does her own thing. She'll come down to dinner if she wants." It had definitely been a signal to Emily and the others that Mary had tired of discussing Robin, and wouldn't tolerate it further. To Theresa's knowledge, she and Mary were the only ones at the table who knew what happened at the pool, and she knew she wasn't going to talk about in. The last thing Theresa wanted to do was get involved in any controversy, that is, beyond what she was already involved in.

Theresa was just excited to be here at the wedding. When she first heard that Chrissy and Bobby had announced a date, she doubted that she would be invited. Theresa always felt that she was left out of things. Theresa had honestly just wanted to be invited to the wedding when she offered to take the wedding pictures for free. She was so excited when Chrissy had said yes. Beyond that, Chrissy had been honestly grateful for the offer.

Photography was something Theresa really enjoyed, and lately it was bringing her great success. Photography was to thank for her being invited to the wedding and, if everything went well this weekend, photography would be to thank for making her quite wealthy. If Theresa was going to get everything she wanted out of this weekend, then she was not going to get involved in any silly controversies.

Dinner had broken up a few minutes earlier, and many, including his wife, Pamela, had gone off to bed. Hurbert sat on a porch swing on the front porch of the inn. In a past life, before his first daughter was born, Hurbert would have enjoyed a cigarette at a calm moment like this. But that was a long time ago.

Two of Chrissy's friends, the married couple who were all over each other all the time, had walked by Hurbert carrying a blanket and an electric lantern. They had barely acknowledged Hurbert as they walked past, and they headed down the path that Hurbert believed led to the beach.

Hurbert sat there reflecting on his middle child's upcoming wedding. He was so excited for her. Chrissy had sure blossomed since going off to college. In her youth, Chrissy was the daughter who was more reserved and shy. She loved to sit in her room and read. She hadn't been nearly as outgoing as any of her sisters. To be honest, there were times when Hurbert had wondered if Chrissy would ever get married. She hadn't had a boyfriend in high school, and he worried without a support structure around, that she wouldn't find friends or love as she moved out into the world.

Bobby was a great young man, and Hurbert could tell that he deeply loved Chrissy. Hurbert was really impressed, too, with the fine group of friends that Chrissy seemed to have. Her moving across country for school, at the time, had seemed to him to be a horrible decision on Chrissy's part. It just proved that everything works out in the end.

Cort came walking outside and seemed to be startled by Hurbert. Cort was wearing a coat which seemed to be way too thick for the evening's weather.

"I'm going for a walk," Cort said in a friendly manner when he regained his composure. Cort then walked down the steps, and without a flashlight, and disappeared onto the road that led to the docks.

"Odd man," Hurbert thought.

Laura insisted that Eugene and her check out the beach tonight, and to not wait for the morning. Laura loved the beach, and was hoping to also go the next day, but knew that the other guests that went to the beach tomorrow would not appreciate much what she wanted to do with Eugene tonight.

Eugene and she had already had their honeymoon, a nice week out in the Bahamas. Laura had wanted to find a nice private beach in the Bahamas, because having a beach to herself had always been one of her dreams, but all the beaches in the Bahamas had been constantly full of vacationers. This trip was an excellent opportunity to get the empty beach she wanted.

The first thing she wanted to do when they got to the beach was strip off all of their clothes and go swimming. Then, she'd take her man on the beach. It was going to be just as she dreamed.

Bobby and Chrissy joined those that remained of their friends in the dinning room, after their table had cleared out. Most everyone had gone to bed or somewhere else. Nicky was the only member of her family that remained, which meant the older people had to continue to moderate their conversation.

As even this group disbanded for the evening, Bobby and Chrissy headed to the kitchen to thank Tina for dinner. Emily tagged along. After they had thanked Tina for dinner, Emily asked a favor.

"Tina, would it be possible for you to make a plate of leftovers for two people. Two of our friends didn't make it to dinner, and I was hoping they would have something available if they come down later and are hungry," Emily requested.

"Yeah, I was going to ask," Chrissy said. "Adam doesn't surprise me, but I was shocked when Robin didn't come down. Did something happen, is she sick?"

"I get the feeling that something might have happened between her and Mary, but I don't know what. Don't worry, I'll talk to Mary about it alone tomorrow and have her apologize to Robin if necessary," Emily said, inherently assuming Mary was to blame.

"Thanks Emily," Chrissy said. She was so lucky to have a maid-of-honor who would make sure the drama was kept to a minimum.

Casey had found the back exit to the hotel. He had thought about using the patio, but there were enough people still on the first floor that he was worried about someone coming out there. Casey thought about checking if the back exit locked after the door had already shut, and was relieved to find he could still get back in.

Casey lit the cigarette, which he had been dying for all day, and took long draws. Casey smoked whenever he got the chance, but he didn't want Amber's parents to catch him. Even though he was eighteen, he didn't want to give Amber's folks another reason to dislike him. After going without all day, Casey figured he'd enjoy two cigarettes, since he may not get another chance soon.

Amber had left their table first at dinner, leaving him sitting there with her family. At least Denise had been nice to him. By Casey's count, that made exactly one member of the Evans family that seemed to be OK with him, aside from Amber. Casey had been warned by his friends that Amber's father always gave her boyfriends a hard time, but he'd have thought after dating his daughter for four months the guy would relax.

As Casey lit his second cigarette he heard the patio doors open. He felt smart for having not used the patio for this excursion. Casey heard footsteps on the patio, so he crouched down by a bush, in case the person on the patio turned the corner towards him and walked by. He was amazed at how well he could hear what was happening on the patio, even over the sound of the ocean which could also be heard clearly.

Casey took another drag and thought about his plans for the next day. Casey's friends had also warned him that Amber may tease, but that she was a complete prude about sex. Casey hadn't listened. Casey had tried being the nice, patient boyfriend for most of their courtship, but had tired of barely getting to second base. Casey had started over the past couple of weeks taking a harder edge, and trying to drop hints that he wanted more. Not only that but also suggesting that if they didn't start taking their relationship to the next level, that he would end it. Casey knew that in a month they would be starting at their separate schools, so he had a limited time to get this done, as he didn't really expect their relationship to last beyond that. Tomorrow, he would find a way to turn the pressure up to as high as he could put on. He would threaten, now that his trip had been paid for and they were here on the island, not to go to the wedding if she wouldn't give it up. He thought that would work for sure.

Laura and Eugene got finished swimming in the buff. It was everything Laura dreamed it would be. Eugene and her lay down on the beach on a blanket, and began kissing passionately. "Do you have one more in you tiger?" Laura asked.

Eugene gave her a faux put-upon look, and then began kissing her even more passionately.

Hurbert didn't hear the footsteps till they were right on top of him. Nicky had plopped down next to him before he had really known she was outside.

"Hey Daddy," his youngest said, grabbing his arm and throwing it around her as she laid her head on his chest.

"Hey pumpkin, what are you still doing up?"

Nicky shrugged. Hurbert and Nicky just sat there quietly, which Hurbert was going to take advantage of. It was unusual for Nicky to stay still for any amount of time. She was always on to the next bit of excitement. Hurbert couldn't imagine letting her older sisters get away with as much as they had let Nicky do, but she had come last and Pamela and he had tired over the years. So Nicky had been allotted more freedom at her age then the older girls had been given.

But Nicky wasn't the daughter that he worried about, because for all of Nicky's risky activities, she usually seemed to come out pretty safe. Amber was the daughter that captured most of his concern these days.

He was enormously proud of Amber for getting into a top tier university, and he didn't care if he had to work till the day he died to pay for it. She deserved it for all her hard work. Hurbert was just worried that she would get messed up with one of these guys and screw up her future. Pamela and Denise always told him not to worry so much, that Amber had a good head on her shoulders, but a father always worries about these sorts of things.

Though, maybe this weekend proved he didn't need to worry so much. Between Daniel, Kyle, and Bobby, two of his daughters had picked good men. Daniel was of course the exception. Amy had married Daniel when she was barely 20, over his and Pamela's objections. Daniel was over 10 years older then Amy, but Amy had been attracted by Daniel's status and money. Hurbert knew Amy had always pursued this image of perfection, and thought that if she could just control things in her life enough that she would achieve it. Marrying a man who already had money and status gave Amy a step up on her dream. Hurbert always thought of Daniel as being a very arrogant, domineering man.

Hurbert knew that Amy had always been a bit despised by her younger sisters for her controlling, bossy nature. Even Denise, who most of the times could calm down any situation, had some epic fights with her older sister. But Pamela and he had always appreciated that Amy would always look out for her younger sisters, even if she hadn't always done it in the most diplomatic fashion. And they also knew that Amy's controlling came from her love for her younger siblings.

Hurbert couldn't complain too much, though, about the life Amy had made for herself. Her marriage had lasted for over nine years now, and she had provided Pamela and him with the two greatest grandchildren in the world, one of which was a boy. Hurbert didn't love Joey anymore then Lissa, but it sure was nice having another male in the family. Even though Hurbert knew he would never have a great relationship with Daniel, he also had to admit he may have been wrong about how good of a husband Daniel would be.

Hurbert noticed Nicky was softly snoring. He nudged her awake. "If you're tired, you should go to bed."

"OK Daddy," Nicky yawned. "Are you going to bed?"

"Nope, I think I'm going to stay out here a bit longer. You go ahead."

"OK, I love you," Nicky said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Goodnight."

"I love you too, Pumpkin. Goodnight."

The urine flowed from Eugene in a fast, steady stream. The three beers from dinner meant that he would be here for a bit. When he finished here, he would go back to Laura and try and convince her that they should go back to the hotel and go to sleep. Even though they had spent a good portion of the day in bed, Eugene was completely worn out. He certainly had no intension of falling asleep here on the beach.

The waves continued to crash hard on the beach. Eugene thought he heard something behind him. He had hoped it wasn't Laura, she knew that for all they shared, going to the bathroom was certainly something he liked to keep private. "Laura, I'm almost done," Eugene said softly, turning his head around his left shoulder. He didn't see her, so he turned his head a bit more, causing his stream to move a bit with his body.

"Guess not," he thought, returning his eyes to the business at hand, and in the darkness, not seeing the person only a few feet in front of him. Eugene heard a "whooshing" noise, and his mind stop fully comprehending what was happening.

He thought at first he had urinated on his right hand, since his hand felt warm and wet. It quickly began to hurt, so he brought his hand close to his face. Not believing what he was barely able to see in the darkness, as he tried to flex his now missing fingers. His abdomen then began to hurt badly.

A low, but growing, "awh" was all he could muster. His mind, trying to determine which vital part of his body was injured the most, alternated the pain from his abdomen, then his genitals, then his hand, and back to abdomen, for several seconds, before settling on his abdomen. The pain was unbearable, and his mind wouldn't let him take much more action then to try and hold his guts in.

Eugene blinked for a second, and when he opened his eyes they were filled with sand. He didn't remember falling down. He heard Laura screaming; she must have seen he was in trouble. Good, she could help, or go for help.

"Lau.. Lau.. hep..," was all that escaped his sand covered lips. Laura kept screaming. No one could have helped Eugene, as blood was escaping his body too quickly. Laura was certainly not in a position to help, as she wasn't screaming over Eugene's predicament.

Laura was still lying naked on the blanket on her belly with her arms under her head. She could stay here all night. She found the waves so soothing. She planned on wrapping her arms around her husband and doing whatever it took to convince him to stay the night here when he returned. She closed her eyes and just listened to the waves. She heard footsteps in the sand approaching, which didn't prompt her to open her eyes. "Come lay down again," she begged the figure, who even with her eyes closed she knew was standing above her.

It wouldn't have made a difference if she had opened her eyes sooner. When the figure didn't comply she opened her eyes, and in the glow of the electric torch saw that it was not Eugene. She rolled over onto her back quickly and tried to cover herself. She started to scream. The killer jumped onto of her and plunged the knife into her abdomen. The killer pulled the knife straight out, no slicing, no twisting. The knife wound was almost perfectly the size of the knife blade. The killer continued these types of thrusts, trying to keep count, but losing count after the first five. The killer was trying to focus on the abdomen, but the knife occasionally found its way into Laura's rib cage. The ribs cause the knife to twist violently into Laura. Laura was mainly flailing and screaming. The killer had enough weight to keep Laura from getting away. The sand gave way every time Laura tried to use it to pull herself from beneath the killer.

Laura had been screaming the entire time, but her lungs eventually stopped filling with air. Somewhere in the stabbing, both of Laura's lungs had been punctured. The killer got up from Laura, and was amazed she was still alive, if just barely. Laura's liver and spleen had been shredded, her stomach nicked and leaking stomach acid, and her intestines were in more pieces then could be counted. The blood continued to seep from all of the wounds. Laura's hand made one more attempt to reach out and grab for something, but the sand slipped through her fingers just as her life slipped away from her.

Deaths:

Eugene Burke - The Graduate

Laura Burke - The Air Head

AN: I hope you enjoyed chapter three, and I hope Eugene's and Laura's deaths weren't two confusing with Eugene passing out for a bit.

I'll probably update with the next chapter later this week, hopefully before the weekend. The fourth chapter has certainly been my favorite chapter to write so far. The next chapter = Chapter 4: Stare.