The Messenger (The visitor part 2)
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The next thing Kris knew she was in the back of the car driving away from Raintree. As she looked out the window behind her she saw Pablo standing alone in the middle of the road watching her slowly fade away.
She sat in the car quietly contemplating the man in front of her. She wasn't sure who he was or where they were going and the thought made her nervous.
The man had dark brown hair that reached his ears and was cut in a sort of shag that made it stick out from all angles. He wore dark black sunglasses, so the irises of his eye could not be seen and for some reason that bothered her. He had on simple slacks and black sweater and she instantly knew that if she had to, she wouldn't be able pick him out of a crowd.
This thought made her even more nervous.
He looked at the rearview mirror at her for just a moment before he smiled. His teeth were perfectly straight, almost too perfect, and they seemed to sheen with whiteness.
"Won't be too much longer, Miss." he stated.
She nodded her head in understanding as she looked out the window. She had no clue where they were, but she knew where she wasn't. She was no longer in her safe, warm bed at Raintree and she didn't like it one bit.
"Sorry about all this," he stated as he looked at her once more.
She could feel her eyes gently rolling and she hoped that he hadn't noticed.
She momentarily looked behind her and realized that one of the two cars that had pulled behind them at Raintree was still following. Looking ahead she realized that the other car was in front of them.
"So," he stated making torturous small talk "you used to be Kris Furillo?"
"What is that supposed to mean?" she asked curtly.
"Nothing," he stated "I just used to be a fan, when you actually had a career. You know, before you got pregnant and had Jason."
She looked at him for a moment as a roll of pure terror washed over her body.
"How," she asked "do you know about my son?"
He looked at her for just a moment before responding.
"We know a lot about you, Miss."
Her stomach started to churn and she could feel it drop.
"What do you want?" she asked looking at him once again through the rear-view-mirror.
He smiled at her once again and she felt sick.
"It's not what I want," he stated "I'm just the messenger."
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He slammed the brakes and if it weren't for the fact that he was so worried about Kris he probably would have said something about the feeling of whiplash in his neck.
They both jumped out of the car and ran the short distance between the truck and Pablo.
"What happened?" he heard the man next to him ask and he realized that they were both just as worried as he was.
"I'm really not sure," Pablo stated "she was headed towards the house when I stopped her."
They nodded their heads, encouraging him to continue. He silently hoped that some clue would come out of what he could tell them.
"I told her we needed to talk, and then this car pulled up. They were driving so crazily that it caught our attention. It was the car with the man from earlier."
He had no idea what Pablo was talking about but as he looked at Matt he saw him nod his head in agreement before he replied "the city slicker."
"He took her," Pablo stated "when I tried to stop it a few more cars pulled up."
He could tell that Pablo wasn't telling them everything and he looked at him for a moment before turning and looking around the ranch.
"What are you not telling us?" he asked as he looked at the man standing in front of him.
"I have no idea what you are talking about," he stated as he turned his head to look out over the ranch.
"Pablo," he threatened "if I lose her I have nothing else to lose. I don't think you would want to meet that man."
Pablo nodded his head quietly as he looked at him. "I promise I am telling you everything."
Junior nodded his head in agreement, not really believing the man standing in front of him.
"I'm going to check on Jason," he mumbled as he walked away from the two men.
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"Matt," Pablo stated once Junior was inside "we need to talk now."
"So you weren't telling him everything," he asked.
"No, I wasn't." he replied as he looked around him.
"He knew Kris' name, knew who she was. He was here earlier scoping it out, looking at the layout of the land. I should have seen it sooner."
Matt looked at him for a moment before replying.
"Ok," he stated "but I don't understand why Junior shouldn't know that."
"That's not what I am hiding from Junior," he stated.
"Then what?" Matt asked urgently.
"I have seen him before," Pablo replied "and I think I know where."
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She stood at the front of the church staring ahead. The sadness around her was so overwhelming, she was unsure about how she had made it through the day.
She looked next to her and gently took one of her best friends' hands and squeezed it. She in turn turned and looked back at her and the look in her eyes would haunt her memory for quite awhile.
As the progression made its way down the aisle she couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if she would have stopped him from leaving that morning. Shaking her head she watched the woman walking next to her noticing how out of it she really looked.
This couldn't be healthy for the baby, yet alone for the mother and she looked worn out. Kris refused to talk about it, refused to acknowledge what was going on. Dani knew that it must be killing her, slowly, but there was nothing else she felt she could do.
As she walked towards the limo she turned to look back at her friend and wondered when she would see her again. She knew Kris better than anyone else realized and she knew that in time she would take off, just disappear. She turned to look at her husband and noticed that he too was watching her.
"Goodbye Kris," she whispered as she gently slid into the limo.
Dani sat in the back of the church in a pew, quietly remembering the past. Something had silently pulled her to this spot, and as she sat looking ahead, she wondered what it could be.
He had come back to them, but at what cost? It seemed like since he had appeared everything in her life seemed to crumble including her relationship.
She couldn't help but wonder what all of their lives would have been like if she had stopped him that morning. If he had known she was pregnant would he have still went?
She couldn't talk to him about all the questions she had, because he wouldn't remember anyway. Looking around once more she gently slid her way out of the pew and left the church.
Pulling her phone out of her purse she realized that she had several missed calls.
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They had been driving for quite awhile and she wondered if Pablo had called Junior and Matt to let them know what had happened.
They would all be worried, she knew that much, and she felt guilty causing them more pain than she already had. She wondered how Junior would handle the news, and those thoughts made her think about the previous night.
He had told her that he loved her as they lay together in bed. The way he had said it reminded her of the old Junior, and it had almost made her heart stop. She had told him that she loved him too, and she meant it, more than she realized at the time.
They pulled up to a warehouse and she watched as the two other cars pulled in through garage doors while they remained outside.
"Where are we?" she asked to the man in the front seat with the spiked hair and white teeth.
"The meeting point," he stated simply.
"Who are we meeting?" she asked.
"You will find out soon enough," he replied.
He turned around fully to look at her and she could feel her mouth drop open.
"I know you," she stated trying to look through the sunglasses into his eyes "don't I?"
He gently lifted his sunglasses off of his face and her eyes met a pair of familiar brown eyes.
She could hear a curse word escape her lips and she quickly covered her mouth to try and block it.
"You kiss your mama with that mouth?" he asked teasingly.
"Not usually," she replied as she looked into his eyes.
He nodded his head and smiled "you always were a smartass."
"So," she stated "are you going to tell me what is going on?"
"I'm sorry Kris," he replied as his eyes met hers "but as I told you before I am only the messenger."