Disclaimer: Well, I don't own them, didn't get them for X-mas, but my birthday's coming soon...
A/N: Sorry this took so long people... major writers block. Anyone willing to help me over any future ones?
"What was so important Dave Brewer that I had to rush up here when Rose arrives tomorrow and Stevie is busy out…" She broke her rant, as she finally saw the person in her house. There was a woman staring out of the window over the fields. "I'm sorry, can I help you?" she inquired. Then she gasped, as she watched the woman turn around. It wasn't possible. She must be hallucinating again.
"Hi Tess."
"Claire?" Tess was unsure of what was going on. "But… but… you're dead. I saw your spirit. You helped me move on."
"Actually, I'm not dead. And you didn't." Claire was unsure of how to explain this next bit. "It's a regular psychological response, to see something that isn't there."
Tess remained where she was, looking somewhat confused. It didn't make sense, and then, what about Claire dying did? When the Ute went over, it didn't flip. The impact shouldn't have been enough to kill her. She had always assumed that the wait before someone arrived had been what had finished her off.
Tess asked a question that had been weighing on everyone's mind all day. "Why? What was so bad that you faked your own death?"
Claire wasn't sure how to put this and she was getting sick of avoiding the topic. "I saw something I wasn't supposed to." She looked towards Tess' questioning face before adding. "I received death threats."
Nick and Dave waited for Jodi had entered the house before following the sound of voices to the study. They were unsure of whether to enter, unsure about intruding on the private moment. They heard a voice from inside the room and all gasped.
"I received death threats."
Nick and Dave just looked at each other in disbelief. "Death threats?" Dave mouthed.
"That board still creaks Nick." Came Claire's voice from inside.
"How'd you know it was me?" He asked. Though he was more interested in bigger things, he was still interested by the little ones.
"You're step has been uneven since the accident." She answered, unsure as to how he would respond, the subject having always been a sensitive subject.
A silence settled around the room. Jodi stared at the woman who had been the big sister she never had, feeling that she was dreaming, but since she seemed in control of her actions, she reasoned that she wasn't. Dreaming that was… though she also had to reason that Claire wasn't dead.
The silence was broken by the sound of a phone, ringing shrilly throughout the home and a small voice that answered it.
"Hello, this is Charlotte." There was a pause as the person on the other end said something. "I've finished all my work." pause "No, Uncle Dave and Uncle Nick are in the yard, talking to Natalie." pause "She's an old friend of Aunty Tess. She has a daughter and Michelle is going to stay on my trundle bed." pause "Okay, I'll tell them. I love you too, bye."
The silence in the study continued until Charlotte began to call to her uncles.
"We're in here Lottie." Nick answered, wondering what his brother could have had to say.
"Uncle Alex says he's on his way over." She began talking loudly, then quietened when she realised how many people she was talking to.