Author's Note: I don't own Grease or Grease 2 nor any of the characters. I only own the plot to the story and few characters which are my own.
Summary Post Grease 2. Another take on Michael and Stephanie lives after graduation.
Author's Note. Reviews and Feedback would be greatly appreciated.
Chapter 13
East Ham, East London United Kingdome.
Mid December 1963
It had just started to snow when I pulled up at Nan and Pop's council house in East Ham. It was just starting to go dark.
"Jesus you weren't kidding about it being colder here" Johnny shivered in his lighter leather jacket.
"This is mild compared to how cold she can get in winter. It'll be warmer inside."I grabbed the bags from the Austin.
I went in first holding the door for Steph, Paulette and Johnny "Michael is that you" Nan called from the kitchen.
"Yes Nan. We're back and we've got visitors" I called back removing my heavier winter leather motorcycle jacket hanging it up by the door along with Steph's coat.
"Visitors" Nan questioned coming into the hallway.
"Nan this is Johnny Nogerelli and Paulette Rebchuck two good friends of Steph's and I from Rydell. Johnny Paulette this is my Nan Adeline Carrington" I introduced.
"Mrs Carrington"
"It's nice to meet you both. Michael I take it that both Paulette and Johnny are staying with us" Nan turned to me.
"They are if that's alright. If not I can organise a hotel for them"
"Nonsense any friends of yours and Steph are always welcome here. Michael can show you up to one of the free rooms."Nan back to the kitchen tending to dinner that was cooking.
I showed Johnny and Paulette up to their room. I left them to get settled, heading back down stairs. Stepping into the living room Matthew was awake while Pop was snoring in his favourite chair.
I quietly took Matthew from pop's arms somehow without waking him up.
Jake's Garage Rydell, California
Mid/Late December 1963
Jake Zinone was working late at the service station. Going over the month accounts for the service station. He'd rather be here working late. Then at home. He and Harriett's marriage was going down hill fast.
It started to go down hill when he came back after spending six weeks with Michael, Steph and baby Matthew in Germany. It started out as small arguments now it was full blown arguments pretty much nights.
The only losers out of this if they got divorced was the twins Thomas and Anthony. A car pulling into the station near the gas pumps. Brought Jake out of his mussing. He was closed.
The car was a 53' Bel Air with New Mexico Plates. He was certainly a long way from home.
Jake got up from his desk to tell the driver that he was closed for the night. He paused briefly about taking the Shotgun that sat beside his desk. But didn't think he would need it.
Jake had a bad feeling in his stomach as he approached the driver of the 53' Bel Air. He tried to shake those thoughts from his head.
"Can I help you Mister" Jake asked as he approached the driver. He was twenty three maybe twenty four. He was about 6'1 with shaggy brown hair,
"Yeah you can old man. Your cash or you're life what's it going to be" The man turned brandishing a 38' Smith and Weston cocked and pointed straight at Jake.
"What the hell are you doing kid. Robbing me anit going to improve your lot in life. I haven't got any cash here. It's all been taken to back this afternoon. I anit got nothing" Jake tried to talk the kid out of doing what he was doing.
"Shut up old man. I want that money or I will pull this trigger."He threatened.
"Daddy" A little voice came from the Bel Air.
"You really want to shoot me with your kid in the car. See their father kill unarmed man for what a few bucks."Jake challenged.
"You keep my daughter out of this old man. What do you know about it. Without her I anit got nothing. Her bitch of a mother's going to take her away from me" He snapped.
"You shoot me. You end in jail for the rest of your life or worse the gas chamber. That's not going to help your daughter is it. Son just put down the gun. There's no need to do this" Jake once again tried to talk man down.
"SHUT UP OLD MAN" He snarled before. BANG BANG. Jake fell to the ground as the two bullets struck him in the stomach. A little girl screamed from the car.
"Huh Mr Zinone opened late" Davey observed as Louis was driving his newly bought 55' Oldsmobile
"What's that man" Louis asked not taking his eyes off the road as he drove while it was raining lightly.
"Louis watch out" Sharon cried in horror as a Black 53' Bel Air came barrelling out of the darkness cut them off out of Jake Zinone service station.
Louis braked hard. Thanking his lucky stars for having those new brakes and tires fitted as the slowed to a safe stop.
"Where did that idiot come from" Louis asked as he checked to make sure everyone was alright.
"Louis pull into the service station. Something doesn't look right. There's someone on the ground near the gas pumps" Sharon observed through her window.
Louis turned the car around before pulling into Jake's.
"Fuck that's Jake. Steph's dad he's been shot" Louis swore cutting the engine before jumping out."Davey go call for an ambulance man. Sharon, Delores find something to stem the bleeding"
"Ambulance is on it's way. I called the cops gave them a description of that Bel Air that nearly collected us. Did any of you see the plates on it" Davey asked
"New Mexico" Jake groaned.
"Hey take it easy Mr Zinone. Helps on the way. Your going to be fine" Louis tried to reassure him.
"Anit no need to lie to me Louis. There every chance I'm going to die. I just want you to tell Steph that I love her and her brothers alright" Jake asked Louis as the wailing of police sirens got closer.
"Louis, Sharon, Delores, Davey what's going on" Harold Rebchuck asked getting out of the Patrol car with his partner for the night.
"Mr Zinone been shot dad. He needs to get to the hospital."
"Jake you stay with us. Your going to be alright. Did you get a look at the bastard who shot you."Harold knelt down applying pressure.
"White about twenty three maybe twenty four with shaggy brown hair. He was about 6'1. He was driving a black 53' Bel Air with New Mexico Plates he had his daughter in the car with him"
"That damn ambulance is going to take to long. Louis, Davey Henderson give me hand carrying him to the car we'll take him to hospital our selves."Harold looked up.
East Ham, East London United Kingdome.
Mid/Late December 1963
I was coming back in from an early morning run. Nan and I where the only ones awake. Nan was doing the washing in the old ringer tub. I had just closed the door when the phone rang.
"Michael can get that."
"Sure" I answer taking off my shoes and hat.
"Carrington Residency" I answered.
"Michael it's Aunt Edna here" Something was off in her voice.
"Aunt Edna how's Uncle Jack, Sandy, Danny and little Christopher" I asked.
"Their well. Why I'm calling it's about Stephanie's father"
"Jake is he alright" I asked concerned.
"No he was shot earlier tonight. By someone attempting to rob the service station. He's in surgery at the moment but it doesn't look good"
"Ok can you keep me updated. I'll tell Steph when the times right" My conversation with my aunt was brief after that.
I hung up the phone with a heavy heart. I said a silent pray up stairs that Jake pulled though. And that they'd caught the bastard who shot him.
I passed Pop who was snoring in his chair. Nan was in the kitchen.
"Who was that on the phone dear" Nan asked I took a seat.
"Aunt Enda" I answered my head was still swimming with the news of Jake being shot.
"Is everything alright with her, Jack, Sandy, Danny and little Christopher."
"Their fine" I answered
"Your sure you seem not your self Michael"
"Their fine. I got some bad news from Aunt Edna. Jake Steph's dad he was shot last night. He's in surgery but it doesn't look good" I got it off my chest.
"What" I somehow missed Steph coming down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"What happened"
"He was shot when someone attempting to rob the service station. Was all Aunt Edna told me. That was all she knew. She's going to keep me updated unless. We go back to Rydell just say the word" I offered.
"We'll go"
"Alright I'll get everything organised" I kissed the top of Steph's head