Chapter 2 (Chris Feldman)

I was working on my lesson plans on my laptop while sitting on the couch in the living room when I heard a car outside. I assumed it was Cecilia finally coming home after dropping Sam Benson off at his house. I knew something was unusual when I heard two doors closing from her car. Finally, Cecilia was opening the front door and speaking to someone. I hope everything was alright, so I got up from the couch to greet my wife and whoever is with her.

I walked up to the door and open it a little further, then Cecilia was about to fall, but I caught her. She looks up at me and her cheeks were flushed.

"You okay?" I inquire.

"Yeah, I will be fine after I take these heels off and make some tea," she retorts bitterly.

"Hi, Mr. Chris," Sam Benson greeted me.

"Good afternoon, Sam," I greeted him back.

"Sam, take off your shoes here, and then get to work on your school project in the dining room," Cecilia told Sam.

"Okay," Sam replies and he takes his shoes and leaves while Cecilia takes her heels off and she heads off towards the kitchen. I followed her into our kitchen and notice that she still wasn't telling me what was bothering her.

"Ce, please tell me what happen after you left school and why are you so worry?" I ask concerned for my wife.

"I will tell you everything after I fill the tea kettle and put it on the stove," she said relieved almost.

"Are you really feeling alright, Ce? I'm worry that you're not telling me something," I said wondering if she would ever tell me what the issue was.

"My feet have been sore most of the afternoon and I thought this morning to wear heels were a great idea. Also, I have this gut feeling that is something going to happen and it will affect everyone that I care about," my wife said concerned for everyone we knew.

"Tell me now what happen after school today," I request from her. She went to sit down at the island in which I follow suit.

"So, after we parted at school, I went to pick up Sam at the Y like Hannah ask me to. When I arrived there, Sam was still changing into his clothes, which his coach told me. In fact, Coach Asher Taylor told me that Sam was one of the best swimmers for the butterfly stroke, and you know that I never could manage to fully get the hang of that stroke. Then he asks me if I was interested in coming in to get butterfly lesson from Sam or himself, but I told him that you wouldn't be too happy about that happening. So, I totally tried my hardest to turn down his offer for the swim lessons, and also I wasn't really interested in that …"

"You weren't interested in the swim lessons because it wasn't what you would like to do at this time," I said trying to complete her thought.

"Or right now which it doesn't matter now. Then Sam came out of the locker rooms, dressed and told his coach that people would prefer the butterfly or the breast stroke and not both," she continue before getting up to get a tea cup because the kettle was squealing.

"So what happen next," I said getting up to get her the sugar. When I did so, I thought why not have a cup of tea myself.

"Thank you for the sugar, Chris," she thanked me.

"You're welcome, Ce. Would you please hand me a cup too?"

"Sure, are you going to have some tea, too?"

"Well, why not. If you having some, why not I can have some too," I replied.

"Okay, back to what happen today. So, after Sam told Coach Taylor about the preference of strokes, I told them that I love the breast stroke and he couldn't teach me how to do the butterfly stroke."

"Because you are too stubborn to learn," I finished her sentence.

"Not really, Chris. It's because I am too busy teaching, being a friend, a sitter, a wife," she listed.

"Okay, I accept that I am wrong this time for interrupting you," I confessed.

"Thank you for apologizing. So, after that happen, Sam and I left the Y, but before that Coach Taylor reminded Sam about Saturday, which was a swim meet. After that, Sam and I head to my car and got in and ask Sam what is happening on Saturday because I didn't know. Sam told me and then he mentions that he might not be going because of a school project that was due Monday and he was behind on schedule. Sam also said that if his mother knew, she would be pissed."

"Hannah would be pretty upset with him if she knew about that," I comment.

"Well, yeah, I agree with that statement by telling Sam that if he was our son that I would be upset too."

"Really, you told him that," I questioned.

"Yeah, of course, I told him that. I wasn't going to let my child get behind on his or her schoolwork because of some activity they are involved in. Also, we're teachers, so I wouldn't let our future children ever get behind on the class assignments," Cecilia argued.

"Cecilia, I don't want to argue with you about this because I do agree with you for the most part, but I would like to hear why you brought Sam to our home and not his," I stated what I wanted to know.

"Well, I will get to that in a moment," she said and went back to sitting at the island with her tea and I did the same.

"Then please continue with what happen," I encourage her to continue her story.

"Well, while driving to the Benson's home, Sam ask me if he could ask a personal question, which he did about why don't I have any children of my own."

"Sam ask you that," I said unbelievable that the twelve-year-old, Sam Benson, wondered about my wife.

"Yes, he did, and the discussion got really heated and awkward. I felt that I should be discussing this topic with you, not a twelve-year-old boy who knows me because his parents are our friends," she said timidly.

"Ce, look at me. I don't blame you for feeling that why because it is a topic that we need to discuss when the time comes. I know there is more to what happen and why Sam here that you need to tell me," I said wanting to know the rest of the time we were apart.

"Okay, the last bit of what happen today was when I was about to get to the Benson's house, I felt, in my gut, that something was off or wrong. I don't know what really, but I knew something wasn't right. When we got a block away from Sam's home, I notice out of the windshield that there was some smoke coming from one of the houses on Sam's street and I wasn't going to risk Sam getting hurt or myself. So, I change direction for our house instead. Sorry, that took longer to explain," my wife said acknowledging how long it took her to tell me what happen.

"I didn't mind how long it took to explain what happen on the way home from school. I wanted to know what happen because I care about you and that won't change ever. I can tell that you're still nervous about something and you're not telling me," I said suggesting her to tell me what's bothering her still.

"I will tell you as soon as I come back and we can get start making our supper," she said getting off of her stool.

"Okay, where are you going, Ce?"

"Our bedroom, Chris, to get my slippers. If that is okay with you?" she said wrapping her arms around my waist.

"Would you like some company in our bedroom?" I ask getting off of my stool.

"I don't think that would be smart because we have a twelve-year-old in the house, and I don't want him to think we are ignoring him," she explained.

"Thinking back to when I was twelve, I was very aware around my surroundings and a curious young man," I commented on what my wife was saying about Sam.

"I didn't know you when you were twelve."

"Didn't I met you when we were fifteen?"

"I believe I was fifteen when I first met you," she said thinking about when we first met each other.

"I will see you in a few," I said opening the refrigerator.

"I love you," she said and kissed me on my lips before heading upstairs for her slippers.

"I love you too, Ce," I said before she left the room.

Author's Note

Hey everyone, I am back with another chapter today. One thing was brought up by a reviewer was "What is MTC?" MTC stands for Midnight Teen Club, I made this group up when I was in high school and ran with the idea for a story about a group of friends that decides to start a club from scratch and that how Midnight Teen Club was born. Some of the MTC characters are Cecilia Smith (which is now Cecilia Feldman), Chris Feldman, Ashley Balk (which is now Ashley Anderson), Ben Anderson, Lindsey Levins (now Lindsey Ballman), Kyle Ballman, Emily Bee (now Emily Ruland), Calvin Ruland, Amanda Rich, Matt Durbin, and others that won't be too common in this story.

Another thing that I will mention is Jack Thornton and Bill Avery will be coming into the story in about two or three chapters. Elizabeth Thatcher will be coming into this story too later on. Also, I own only my MTC characters and this story not any of the When Calls the Heart characters, which they belong to the creators at Hallmark.

Thanks again for reading, please drop me a review if you would like to read more! Love Debbie