The Young and the Dramatic: Season Two
Episode 22: Tyler's Return Shocks Several
Tyler smirked as he passed the sign reading:
Welcome to Wawanakwa City!
Chuckling, he maneuvered down Main Street, and turned to a left to make it towards the residential side of town. Passing the third and middle class neighborhoods, he headed into the first class section.
He passed the mansions and even his own parents' house until he came to the Prices' mansion. It was the largest one of all, and was a rose color. Tyler stepped out of the car, and walked around to the trunk.
Making sure no one was watching, Tyler opened the trunk, and hoisted Lindsay out. He held her bridal-style as he walked the unconscious Lindsay to the front door. Tyler managed to ring the doorbell, and waited a few seconds.
He was greeted by none other than Richard and Alma Price.
"I brought her back for you," Tyler said, nodding.
The firefighters had arrived late in the night in an attempt to put out the fire. Hatchet was on the scene, trying to put together the pieces. He wasn't sure if it was arson, or an electrical charge.
A large crowd gathered outside of the Wawanakwa Daily Office as the firefighters managed to calm down the fire.
"What the hell happened here?" shrieked a voice.
Everyone turned to see Sierra racing through the crowd, and towards the front. She grabbed the nearest firefighter, and with fire in her eyes, she yelled at him.
"What the hell happened here?" she repeated.
"The office is beyond saving," the firefighter assured Sierra, "I'm sorry, Ms. Wilkinson,"
Sierra sank to her knees, "All of my work," she groaned, "is gone," she let out a shriek into the night, glaring at the stars far above her head.
Bridgette shut the door behind her, and let out an exhausted sigh of relief. She opened her eyes to see Duncan standing in front of her with his eyes narrowed at her.
"Where have you been?" Duncan asked, raising an eyebrow of suspicion.
"I've been busy," Bridgette let out a sigh, dropping her eyes into the basket, "Long story short, I didn't get any dirt on Sierra,"
"But you did get some ash on your sweater,"
Bridgette gasped, and turned to see Duncan closely investigating her jacket. She shook her head, as though it was a twitch.
"I swear; I didn't mean to set the fire!" Bridgette screamed, shuddering.
"What did you do?" Duncan asked, looking horrified.
Hatchet sighed, and shut his office door.
Sinking into his chair, he looked around his office, and groaned at the very sight of it. It had been almost a week since he had returned to Wawanakwa City after murdering Holmes'.
After going to McLean Enterprises, and finding the message concerning Ezekiel, he was utterly confused. Unsure of where Ezekiel was, Hatchet remained shut in his office for the next several days.
Dawn had shown once or twice, but Hatchet said he was busy and couldn't talk.
"What have I done?" Hatchet reminded himself, and let out a groan.
Tyler set Lindsay down on the couch just as she was waking up. Alma sat next to her daughter, rubbing her forehead.
"I can't thank you enough for bringing her back to us," Richard said, nodding to Tyler, "I hope you found her in good health,"
"She was in Boney Isles," Tyler explained, "She tried to escape when I found her, and she fell and bumped her head," letting out a sigh, the jock continued, "She's been unconscious the entire ride here,"
Alma let out a joyous noise, and bent down to kiss her daughter.
"I'm just glad Lindsay is back home, sound and safe—"
Her mother was interrupted by the sound of Lindsay stirring on the couch. She blinked open her eyes, and saw Tyler standing in front of her. She let out a shriek, and scrambled to get up from the couch.
"Lindsay!" Alma let out, "It's alright! You're safe!"
Lindsay looked up to see her parents standing with Tyler, "Where am I?" she asked, looking amazed.
"You're home," Alma said, squeezing her daughter in a tight hug, "And safe and sound,"
"I set the fire at the Wawanakwa Daily office," Bridgette said, and then squeezed her eyes shut, "I swear I didn't mean too—"
"What?" Duncan rang out, looking amazed.
Bridgette sighed, and turned to walk into the kitchen with a confused Duncan following hot in pursuit.
"How could you do this, Bridgette? It's arson!" he snapped, throwing his arms into the air, "Don't you realize this?"
The surfer girl turned around to glare at Duncan.
"I realize that! It was an accident anyway!" Bridgette shot back, "I knocked over a lamp, and it sparked a fire," she put her hands on her hips, "It's not like I meant to burn down the place—"
"This is exactly why I didn't want you to help me," Duncan crossed his arms, "I could have handled everything by myself,"
Bridgette raised an eyebrow.
"Well, then maybe you can finish what you got yourself into," Bridgette growled.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"If you hadn't slept with Blaineley, you would have never had to disappear for seven years, and Gwen would still be alive—"
Bridgette stopped herself, putting her hands on her mouth.
"I'm sorry, Duncan," she said, not realizing what she said.
Duncan took a step back, glaring at Bridgette, "Don't you dare ever bring Gwen into this. If you wouldn't have started throwing your nose into things, then Gwen would still be alive!" he growled, and turned around to leave the apartment.
"Duncan!" Bridgette exclaimed, with tears in her eyes, "Wait—"
"I don't want anything to do with you," Duncan growled, "You can get yourself out of all of this,"
He walked towards the door, and slammed the door behind him, leaving a sobbing Bridgette in shock.
"Ezekiel is missing," Hatchet read to himself as he wrote the notes down in his journal, "With no signs of returning,"
As he wrote, he pondered what had happened in the past weeks.
He had murdered the man who caused his wife's death in self-defense, and was now searching for the man's nephew, who was nowhere to be found.
"My life is screwed," Hatchet finished, and looked around his office.
This was just the beginning, he thought.
Once Lindsay could bear being in the same room as Tyler, Richard stood up near the fireplace, looking at Alma who was holding Lindsay in her arms. Tyler was sitting in Richard's chair, looking at his ex-girlfriend, and her swollen baby; his baby.
"Well," Richard said, looking from Lindsay to Tyler, "I think it must be said. Alma and I have thought about this while you were gone, Lindsay,"
Alma gave her daughter a supportive look, and hugged her closer.
"And we both think it is appropriate that you two will marry," Richard nodded, "Since you two have a child together,"
Lindsay gasped, and looked over to a grinning Tyler.
Oh hell no, Lindsay thought, looking at the three other people in the room, this can't be happening.
Next on the Young and the Dramatic…
"Is this the home of Lindsay Price?" Geoff asked, raising an eyebrow.
When push comes to shove…
"We're going to find her, you know," Izzy said, nodding her head.
The mighty will fall…
"I set the fire," Bridgette said, and her eyes suddenly welled with tears.
And the weak will rise…
Justin opened the door, and gasped.
"What are you doing here?" he called out in a mix of horror and shock.
A/N – Well, what a way to start finale week, huh? Bridgette and Duncan aren't talking, Lindsay has returned, Geoff is on his way, and Izzy is making her return to Wawanakwa City.
I'll see you all tomorrow!
-Reading10