The Young and the Dramatic: Season Two
Episode 21: Bridgette Retaliates Against Sierra
Noah was typing something into his laptop when he saw the door open. Raising an eyebrow, he realized that Katie was walking through the door with a smile on her face.
"Someone looks happy," Noah said, chuckling.
Katie giggled, and walked over to the counter, "I was wanted to say thanks again for everything you did. I mean it; I wouldn't have survived yesterday without you," she said, nodding her head.
"You're welcome. Besides, who else would annoy me if you weren't around?"
"If that's the only way you know how to joke, then it sucks," Katie told the truth, "But still, thanks again," Just as the sweet girl was about to step out the door, Noah finally worked up the courage, and asked.
"Um, Katie?" he called.
Katie whirled around, "Yes, Noah?"
"I wanted to know if you were doing anything tonight," Noah asked.
As night fell on Wawanakwa City, Bridgette stood in her apartment while Duncan sat on her couch, looking up at her.
"Are you sure you actually want to go through with this?" Duncan said, "If you get caught, Hatchet won't be able to protect you,"
Bridgette turned around to look at the bad boy.
"I have to do this," Bridgette said, zipping up her jacket.
"Alright," Duncan said, opening up Bridgette's laptop, "I'll be here if you need help,"
"I know what I'm doing," she said, "If I get caught, I'll go down fighting. Hatchet has to realize that I'm not just doing this for myself, but for the good of someone else too," she sighed, and looked around the apartment.
The surfer girl nodded, and then grabbed her phone, and headed out the door.
Ezekiel raised an eyebrow, and looked around the porch.
"I'm here," he said, and walked towards the door. A Christmas wreath hung on the door, but it looked like it had been there for several years.
The prairie boy remembered coming to this winter cabin high in the mountains on several occasions, but couldn't remember if he still owned it. He brought up his knuckles to knock on the door, and waited a few seconds.
The door swung open, and Ezekiel was greeted with a gun in the face, and Chris McLean.
The plan was quite simple; Bridgette would sneak into the Wawanakwa Newspaper Office to uncover dirt on Sierra that would ruin her, just like she had ruined Duncan. With Duncan tracking Bridgette's phone, he could help her from the outside.
The surfer girl walked down the alley next to the office, and gripped her handle on the back door.
Bridgette pulled out her tools, and picked the lock. Duncan had shown her how to pick locks in the few hours they had to prepare for this. After unlocking the door, she rushed inside. Turning on her flashlight, Bridgette searched around until she found Sierra's office.
"Here we go," she muttered to herself as the computer started up.
Clicking on her documents, Bridgette leaned back in the chair, and began to read Sierra's internet diary.
"This is nice," Katie said, smiling as Noah helped her into her seat.
The two were sitting at the Wawanakwa Hotel, the fanciest restaurant in Wawanakwa City. Noah had wanted to make an impression on Katie, and wanted to do it the best way possible.
"I know, right?" Noah smiled, "I always like coming here,"
Katie raised an eyebrow.
"You take a lot of girls here, then?" she asked, flashing Noah a playful smile.
"I didn't say that," Noah crossed his arms, smirking at his date.
The two began to chuckle, and soon their waitress arrived.
"Ezekiel?" Chris said, lowering the gun, "I never would have expected to see you here,"
"I came to find you," Ezekiel said, "Things in Wawanakwa City are chaotic. I just needed to get of there, and find you,"
Chris opened the door, and offered his hand, "Come on in. It's freezing outside," the prairie boy followed suit, and soon found himself sitting on the couch while a fire roared in the fire place.
"Why did you come? I thought you hated me for holding you hostage on the island," Chris said, looking confused as he sat down in his chair.
Ezekiel sighed.
"I needed advice. Hatchet wants me thrown in jail again after I bailed myself out—"Ezekiel started, but was interrupted.
"Hatchet," Chris snarled his teeth, "I almost got rid of him,"
"What are you talking about?" Ezekiel asked, tilting his head to the side, "He survived what happened on the island. You didn't even shoot him—"
"Just recently," the ex-CEO of McLean Enterprises said, "I ordered one of my old allies to do away with him. He came into Wawanakwa City to fulfill my deeds,"
Ezekiel's eyes began to widen.
"What did you do?"
"The man was your uncle, Ezekiel," Chris said, "You may not remember him, but he was your mothers' brother,"
A look of shock came across the prairie boy's face. "What did Hatchet do?" he whispered ever so softly.
"He killed your uncle," Chris said, looking down at his son.
Katie and Noah stood outside Katie's apartment door, smiling at each other.
"I really had a lovely time," Katie said, winking at the owner of the general store.
"I did too. You know, I don't mean for this to come out rudely," Noah started, "But I'm really glad you almost died," Katie raised an eyebrow of suspicion, "Because then I never would have realized just how great you are,"
"Oh," Katie blushed, and leaned into kiss Noah.
Noah puckered his lips, and leaned in as well. Seconds before their lips touched, the door swung open, and Sadie stood in the doorway.
"Katie," Sadie smiled, "Great to see that you're back!" She turned to glare at Noah, "Noah," she nodded out of an act of curtsey, and then grabbed Katie's hand, "It's time for us to spend some time together,"
Katie gasped in shock, and turned to Noah.
"Thanks again! We should do this—"
The door swung close, leaving an agitated Noah. He shook his head in disgust at what Sadie had done, and then turned around.
"My uncle," Ezekiel repeated, "is dead?"
Chris nodded, very solemnly, "Hatchet shot him in cold blood. He didn't want him being around you,"
"But I had left," the prairie boy, "I left town weeks ago. When did Holmes' arrive?"
"Right after you left, I suspect," Chris shrugged, "Hatchet didn't realize you were gone," he rose from his chair, "So what do you want to do about this, my son?"
Ezekiel stood up as well, barring his teeth and folding his arms into fists, "He murdered my uncle in cold blood—"he walked over to Chris and grabbed the gun. He proceeded to the window, and looked outside, "and now I'm going to kill him,"
The prairie boy turned around to his father, who was smirking on the inside.
"And you're going to help me, father,"
Bridgette was halfway through the internet diary when she realized she was getting nowhere.
"There has to be something in here that will help me," the surfer girl said, skipping through the pages. Her eyes landed on several paragraphs, but all were useless. She groaned and rolled back in the chair over her foot by mistake.
"Damn it," Bridgette groaned, and stood up, bumping her elbow on the counter. "Ugh!" she let out, and backed up as well into a lamp. The lamp collapsed onto the ground, and the bulb broke.
Electric sparks flew around, and some landed on a pile of papers.
"Oh no," Bridgette let out, and backed up. Flames erupted from the caught papers, and the surfer girl looked around for water. She found a bottle of ink, and quickly poured it onto the papers.
However, the flames erupted even more.
Bridgette gasped in horror as the flames erupted in her eyes.
Suddenly her phone rang, and she grabbed the phone from the counter. The caller ID read Duncan.
"Duncan," she said, answering it. She was now running towards the back-door, hoping to escape the flames, "Now is not really a good time—"
"What the hell is going on?" Duncan asked, "You haven't called—"
"I can't really talk right now. I'll be right there," Bridgette screamed into the phone, and ran out the back door. Locking it behind her, she stepped out into the alley. Bridgette looked up to see the Wawanakwa Daily's office engulfed in flames.
"What have I done?"
Bridgette gave the burning building once last look, and then turned to disappear into the darkness of the alley.
Next week on the Young and the Dramatic…
"What did you do?" Duncan asked, looking horrified.
In the wake of a tragedy…
"The office is beyond saving," the firefighter assured Sierra, "I'm sorry, Ms. Wilkinson,"
Allies must unite…
"We have to save her," Justin said, "We all have to,"
But it will all come with a price…
"I'll help you," Josh said, sighing, "But then I want nothing to do with you afterwards,"
"That's not possible," Zoey shook her head.
The truth will come out…
"I set the fire," Bridgette said, and her eyes suddenly welled with tears.
Lines will be crossed…
"Please tell me this isn't happening," Lindsay's eyes widened.
And no one will guess what will happen next…
"Soon Justin will be dead," the captor said, smirking at Heather, "and everyone will realize you two just weren't meant to be,"
A/N – Well folks! This week is now over! I'll post The Young and the Dramatic: Rewind II and Friday's chapter of The Bold and the Famous later today or early tomorrow. As you can tell, finale week is going to be very interesting!
Next week will mark Lindsay's return, Josh helping Zoey and Mike escape, and Bridgette attempting to comprehend what she has done!
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