The Warehouse Part 1
A/N- Bonus points to those of you who figured it out!
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."
"Where?" Matt asked him urgently as he turned to look towards the house.
"Camp LaGrange," Pablo replied as he looked off into the distance. "I have seen him at Camp LaGrange."
Matt looked at him for a moment before questioning him further.
"But Camp LaGrange is for females only," he stated.
"He was a visitor," Pablo replied.
"A visitor for Kris?" Matt asked as he remembered the time he went to see her. He didn't get very far.
"Kris Furillo," he stated "that's F-U-R-I"
She stopped him and quickly replied "I know how to spell."
He nodded his head nervously as he passed the box of chocolates back and forth in his hands.
"You nervous?" she asked.
"A little," he replied as he looked around trying to see Kris.
"Don't worry if she tries anything I'm right here."
He couldn't help but nod his head.
"It will just be a minute," she stated "she is just finishing up."
He looked around the corner and watched as she leaned over and hugged a young man. Throwing the chocolate into the garbage he turned around and quickly walked out.
He had found out later that it was, Jace, her brother who was visiting her. He quickly put his attention back on Pablo as he realized he was talking again.
"I'm not sure," Pablo replied "but she definitely didn't act like she knew him."
Matt nodded his head in understanding, before looking at the door once again.
"Who is going to tell Junior?" he asked.
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"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."
She looked at him for a moment before shaking her head, and leaning up and gently slapping him on the arm.
"How have you been?" she asked.
"Good," he replied "I obviously have a new job now."
She contemplated what he said before she continued.
"Funny Wynn, now tell me what is going on?"
He looked at her for only a moment before he replied, "Really Kris, I am just the driver."
She nodded her head silently, refusing to believe what he was telling her.
"Well," he stated "are you going to sit in the car all day or are you going to go inside and meet my boss?"
She looked at the large warehouse in front of her and tentatively raised her hand to the door.
"Don't worry," he stated noticing her unease "they aren't going to hurt you."
She made eye contact one last time as she quickly and quietly slid her way out of the car. She stood by the car door for just a moment, as she took a deep breath to compose herself before she shut it.
She watched as Wynn quickly drove down the road and pull into a third garage door that she previously hadn't noticed.
'Calm down Kris' she told herself 'it will be OK.'
She took a moment to compose herself and closed her eyes. The image of Junior holding Jason was burned in her retinas, and she wasn't sure she would ever want to forget it.
Opening her eyes she looked around her before walking towards the door. She had hope, for her son and her son's father and that was all she could ask for.
--
He had come back to them, but at what cost? It seemed like since he had appeared everything in her life seemed to crumble.
Dani 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 Kris 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 each every one from Raintree and Matt's cell. She knew that they had gone to lunch together and she hoped that things had gone better than her gut was telling her they did.
As she held the phone in her hand, it once again went off, and she looked at the caller ID noticing that it was someone from Raintree.
"Hello," she stated as she slowly made her way up the street to her car.
"Hey," the man replied "we have a problem."
She could feel the breath escape her lips as she let out a huge sigh.
"Look if your guys' lunch went bad, there is not much I can do to fix it."
She could hear the frustration in the man's voice as he continued to talk.
"Our lunch went fine, thank you. Maybe if you weren't so obsessed with Kris we wouldn't be talking about this right now."
She could hear a huff of air, almost an explanation of disbelief, escape her lips.
"Funny, really." She stated as she opened her car door.
"Dani, I am serious. You need to get back here. Someone has taken Kris again."
For a moment she felt as if her heart stopped and it took her a minute to regain her voice.
"But I thought they arrested Kerry?" she asked.
"They did," the man replied "this was someone else."
"Who?" she asked confused at who would want to take Kris.
"We have no idea," the man replied sounding beyond frustrated.
"I'm on my way," she stated as she started her car and pulled out of her parking spot.
"Thanks Dani," he replied "I owe you one."
"Don't worry Junior," she replied as she pulled onto the road "it will be ok."
"How can I not," he responded "she is the love of my life and I have only had a few days with her."
"How long have your memories been back?" she asked shocked at the honesty he was displaying.
"They are not back. I don't need memories to tell me that I need her. I love her Dani, I honestly do and I don't think I could live my life without her. I don't know how I lived my life without her."
Dani could feel a small tear gently roll down her cheek as her brother talked. More than anything in the world she wanted the kind of love they had. She needed Matt to love her that much, but she just didn't know if she had it in her to do the same.
"I'm on my way, bro. I'm on my way." She stated as she closed the phone and sped off towards Raintree.
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She had stormed out of the house, yelling that she was done. What the hell had he been thinking? He sat on the couch with his face in his hands, trying to rub the bitterness out. He couldn't tell her why he was leaving, so he had to make something up. In the process he had hurt her, something he hated himself for.
He looked at the clock on the wall and noticed that it was officially their one year anniversary. Ironically he had never felt worse. Rubbing his face with his hands he reached over and turned on the TV trying to distract himself. After 5 minutes of flipping he turned it back off. He was stuck with his conscience and guilt.
Sometime later, and he wasn't sure how long since he had fallen asleep, he heard a car pull into the driveway. He lay on the couch looking at the ceiling, wondering if he should get up or not. The house was pitch dark, because he didn't need light to wither in self-guilt.
He heard the door close behind her, and then heard her quietly moving around the house. Was she trying to avoid him or find him? He wasn't sure that he wanted to know the answer. He could feel how ragged his breathing was and then he felt her presence. Sitting next to him she gently placed her hand on his face and he could feel his whole body relax at the touch.
He listened as she made her way quietly up the stairs and into the bathroom, probably getting ready to go to sleep for the night. He wasn't going to let the night end like this, and he sure as hell wasn't going to let their anniversary end on a bad note.
He saw her exit the bathroom and he instantly wanted her when he realized she was wearing his shirt.
Their eyes met and he could feel his heart jump into action, pounding a million miles a minute. He watched her look him over, almost scoping him out and before he knew what he was doing she was pressed against the wall and he was molding his body to hers.
They didn't have to say anything as they stood there, kissing, bodies molded together, because they knew each other better than either would like to admit.
Her fingers played with the hair at the nape of his neck and he knew that he was going to lose control in the hallway, but was that really a bad thing?
When he had gotten close, and it hadn't taken long, he had called her name gently to which she replied with his. He loved these moments because they were on the same wavelength and they had the same goal.
He whispered "I love you," and then later "Happy anniversary" and then he loosened his hold on her. As she walked toward the bedroom and looked back at him, he knew then that no matter what happened she would be his and he hers.
Junior woke with a start to find Matt and Dani standing in front of him.
"Morning," Matt stated looking at him with a smirk "I think you may have fallen asleep."
He looked around him to make sure Jason was still there and when he was he let out a sigh of relief. He realized, now, how much Kris and Jason really meant to him and he didn't want to lose either of them again.
"You must have been having an interesting dream," Dani stated "because you sure were vocal."
He could feel a light blush creep onto his face and he laughed.
"Actually," he stated "I think it was a memory."
He noticed the happy and surprised looks on their faces as they looked at him.
"Of what?" Dani asked gently.
"The night before I got on the plane." He stated simply.
He watched as Matt smiled and nodded for a moment and then he looked at his sister. Her nose was scrunched up and she was making a funny face.
"That's sweet," Matt stated quietly.
"Not really," Dani replied "you don't know what they were doing."
They all looked at each other for just a moment before a huge round of laughter exploded out of all three of their mouths.