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Chapter 6: Reunions

Tommy sighed leaning against a wall at the airport waiting for Kelly. He'd volunteered to pick her up, he hadn't counted on her being delayed or on the four hour phone conversation with Diane the night before. He yawned.

"Tommy?" He stopped and looked. "Oh my God! Tommy Duncan!"

"Angela Hardy!" He laughed and hugged her. "You're a sight for sore eyes."

"Wow," she laughed. "How long has it been?" He smiled. "Like two years, right?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "About that long." She smiled. "Are you just getting in?"

"Yeah," she smiled. "I was in Thailand. Amazing." He nodded.

"I've been keeping up with you," he said. "Your blog is awesome."

"Seriously, who knew that me skipping freshman year of college to bum around Eastern Europe would become a career path," she shrugged.

"Hey, Tommy," Kelly ran over and hugged him. "I'm so sorry." She stopped. "Angie?"

"Hi Kelly," Angela waved.

"Hi," Kelly said. "Wow, it's been years."

"Kel, we should probably get going," Tommy said. "Angie, are you in town long?"

"Not really," Angela shook her head, "just the night. I'm seeing my parents and then I'm heading to LA, to meet with some people from The Travel Channel."

"You're going to be on TV?" Tommy said.

"Maybe," Angela shrugged. "Nuts right?"

"Um," Kelly said, "Tommy, I'm going to get a cab, you two can get caught up."

"Kelly, you really don't," Tommy said. She stared at him. "OK," he said carefully. "See you at the house." Kelly smiled and hailed a cab.

"The house?" Angela asked. "I would have thought that you and Diane would be," Tommy looked at her. "You're not living with her?"

"We're sort of on a break right now," Tommy said. "It's complicated."

"It always is with you," she said. "Come on, let's get a cup of coffee." He laughed. They moved to a small diner near the airport. "OK, Duncan, what's going on?"

"Well," he said. "After Yale, I moved home. I had a job here, and you know how I like being close to family."

"Sure," Angela nodded. "That's just you, she must have known that."

"Yeah," he nodded. "Anyway, she um, still had a year left, and we stayed together and then after she applied for a lot of jobs, mostly on the East coast, a couple out here, but they were just for show, so that she could say, 'well I applied to those jobs, but I got this way better one in New York.'"

"But she didn't," Angela said. Tommy nodded. "So she moved out here, after you guys broke up."

"Yup," he nodded and took a sip of the coffee that a waitress had just poured for them.

"Are you still sleeping with her?" She asked. He choked back on his coffee. "What?"

"You're just full of questions huh Ange?" He teased. She cocked her head. "Yes, we are still sleeping together, you know occasionally."

"Occasionally?" Angela said. He nodded. "That's not like you, Tommy."

"Yeah, I know," he sighed. "I love her though Angie." She nodded. "What about you, anyone special?"

"Not really," she shook her head, "there was this guy in Germany for a while, it didn't go anywhere."

"What about Travis, have you talked to him in a while?" He asked. She laughed.

"Travis," she said, "he emails sometimes. How're Brad and Elena? Have they set a date yet?"

"Right," he laughed. "No, they haven't, and I'm starting to think that's not going to happen." She laughed. "I love them, but really? It's been two years."

"Why was Kelly home?" She asked.

"Her wedding shower," he said.

"Who's she marrying?" Angela asked.

"Scooter," he said confused. "Who else?"

"No!" She said. "Didn't they get engaged when you know, like we were still dating?" Tommy laughed.

"It's been a while." He said. "I've missed you Ange."

"I've missed you too." She smiled.

Julie smiled watching the kids play out on the lawn, all dressed as various Disney characters.

"Hey there," she turned around.

"Taylor!" Julie smiled and hugged her. "Oh God it is so good to see you." She looked down at the little blond boy clinging to Taylor's legs. "Aaron," she said. "Oh God, I doubt you remember me, but, hi." Aaron stuck his thumb in his mouth. He was wearing a Prince Charming costume that couldn't help but make Julie smile.

"Aaron, baby," Taylor said, "why don't you go wish Stephie a happy birthday?" He nodded and ran off. "He's gotten very shy. We can't figure out where he gets it from." Julie laughed. "It's so good to see you." Taylor hugged her again.

"You too," Julie said. "How is everything? Where's Brett?"

"On his way." Julie nodded. "Are Steve and Tammy here?"

"Yeah," Julie nodded. Taylor nodded. They watched Stephanie hug Aaron.

"Your dad says they remind him of you and Steve." Julie nodded.

"Lets hope he doesn't go through an adolescence like Steve's," Julie joked, "for your sake." Taylor laughed. "She loves him, very much, she talks about him all the time when I talk to her on the phone."

"He loves her too," Taylor said, "at school, there was a boy making fun of him for having a girlfriend, and he said that the boy was just jealous that Stephie didn't like him."

"Sounds like his daddy," Julie laughed. Taylor laughed.

"Julie," Elyse walked over, "Oh hey Tay. Jules, I'm sorry sweetheart, but the cake."

"Oh right," Julie nodded. She went into the fridge and got the cake out. "Tay, we'll catch up later alright?" Taylor nodded. Elyse hugged her gently.

"How are you doing sweetie?" Elyse whispered. "Did you tell Julie?"

"Didn't get to it," Taylor beamed. "I will by the end of the day, don't worry Elyse." Elyse laughed.

Kelly walked quietly into the house and smiled. The first thing she noticed was a large crystal vase filled with lavender. Ana tried her hardest to make sure that the house still felt like home whenever Kelly came back, and she was immensely grateful for it, especially the scattering of Evelyn's favorite flowers everywhere.

"I'm here," Kelly called and wandered back into the large living room.

"Hello sweetheart," Ana smiled standing up and hugging her. "Oh I'm glad you're home."

"I'm glad to be home," Kelly smiled. "Where's Daddy?"

"He should be back soon," Ana smiled. "Where's Tommy?"

"We ran into Angela at the airport." Kelly smirked. Ana nodded knowingly. "So, what's going on with you?"

"Your sister in law has me on baby sitting speed dial," Ana said. "I think she's in a little over her head."

"Three kids and Ricky for a husband?" Kelly laughed. "I'd say so."

"Four kids," Ana sighed, "apparently she's been taking your mother's lead with the Cole kids."

"Allie's on drugs and Cassie's raising Eddie?" Kelly frowned.

"Not drugs," Ana shook her head. "She's just having really bad post partum. Cassie had such trouble after TJ I think she's trying to help out."

"Oh," Kelly nodded. "I swear to God, I'm taking the Vanderbilt lead and adopting." Ana laughed.

"Are you excited Kelly?" Ana asked, lifting her face. Kelly smiled and nodded. "I'm glad."

"Thank you for everything," Kelly whispered. "For the past five years, and for all your help with the wedding."

"I sort of owe you," Ana shrugged. "After all, you and Tammy did my entire wedding, I barely had to lift a finger." Kelly blushed. "What?"

"I just remember being so excited," Kelly said. "Because it was all a chance to be bossy again." Ana laughed.

"Hello?" The back door opened. "We're here," Kelly perked up at the sound of her older brother's voice.

"Aunt Kelly!" TJ came running over and hugged her.

"Hey TJ," she hugged him, "how are you?"

"Good," he said. Eva ran in and smiled widely.

"Eva?" Kelly said feigning shock. The nine year old rolled her eyes. "Oh my God! Baby, you look so beautiful."

"Hi Aunt Kelly," Eva said and kissed her on the cheek. "Grandma."

"Yes, sweetheart?" Ana responded.

"Can I sleep over here tonight," Eva said. "Bella and Eddie scream all night and I can't get any sleep."

"If it's alright with your parents," Ana nodded, "Rick?"

"It's fine with me," he shrugged.

"Yay!" Eva said running upstairs.

"Can I stay too?" TJ said.

"Next weekend," Rick said. "We don't want to overburden Ana." Ana smiled. Kelly picked up TJ.

"AUNT KELLY!" He shouted. She laughed.

Scooter walked into Claire's office and dropped a large pile of pages on her desk. She looked up at him.

"What's this?" She asked.

"This is what I did last week instead of writing the screen play for Tell Me About The Girl." He said and sat down. "I want you to edit it."

"Scott," she said. "I'm editor in chief now, I don't edit things, I pick which editor would be the best for it."

"I want you to do it," he said. She sighed.

"You don't get make those kinds of demands." She said.

"Claire," he stood up, "how much did my first three books sell on their first printings?"

"Four million each," she said, "give or take. But…"

"All of which you edited, yes?" He said. She nodded. "The other three, edited by people, who I will give you, were good, and talented, and everything, but not you, sold what, like half that?"

"Yes, but still a lot." She said. "More than most people."

"And they weren't received as well by critics," he sat down. "In fact on the most recent one the guy who compared Tell Me About The Girl to The Great Gatsby said and I quote, 'Vanderbilt has lost the magic.'"

"What is your point?" She asked.

"My books are better when you edit them," he said. "Plus I think you miss me."

"Scott you eat dinner at my house three nights a week," she shook her head. "Trust me, I don't miss you."

"You don't miss sitting in your office all night, arguing about what word I should use?" He said. She raised her eyebrows. "Or the rush we used to get when we were both on the same wavelength."

"Well, I do miss that," she sighed, "but we have to be realistic, I'm in a very different position than when we did Tell Me About A Girl. For one thing, I've got like two hundred author's I'm responsible for, not just you, for another, I have to be home by six every night, for Connie," he sighed, "your niece, unless you want her to be completely raised by the nanny."

"You know I don't want that," he said. "Claire, I want to work with you again, I'll do whatever it takes, I'll sleep in the Stamford house, I'll watch Connie all day so that anytime you have a minute to work with me I'll be there."

"Does Kelly know this plan?" Claire laughed. He sighed. "Scott, you're getting married in three weeks."

"Read it, Claire," he said. "Please? Just read it, and then make a decision."

"OK," she nodded. "I'll read it." He kissed her on the cheek.

"Thank you," he said.

"I'm not promising you anything Scott," she shook her head. "Even if I want to, who knows if they'll even let me?" He looked at her.

"What if I threaten to move on unless it's you?" He shrugged. She stared at him wide eyed. "Claire, I don't trust anyone else but you with this one, do you understand that?" She looked at him. She knew he understood what him leaving would do to her career. She'd be destroyed. Yes, she'd done great work for the past nine years, and yes, she had a load of important author's under her belt, but every one knew that Scott Vanderbilt was her guy. "Just read it." She nodded wordlessly. "I'll see you soon, give Connie a kiss for me." He walked out.

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