Chapter 5 Violent storm and crushed lilies.

"Okay so here's what we do!" Laney was whispering in low vocal notes to her father. The two sitting upon two chairs that was set behind the counter. "And then we…" She continued on, the plan flowing and coming in a muffled secret.

"Ohahahaha!" Howard laughed softly, his hands pressed against his cheeks, squishing his face so he looked as though he were pouting. "That's my baby girl…and then what?" He questioned, wondering what other dastardly ideas Laney could conjure up.

"Oh, right, then we should…" Laney's voice was nothing more than incoherent mumbles that Cam couldn't even hope to hear as he passed them. He shrugged and opened the Café door; a blast of cool air rushed at him and hit him like a slap.

Cam grumbled and shook his head. Seems as though there was going to be a storm. Cam dragged his feet as he went over to this shop. It was time to buckle down the shop so none of his flowers would blow away incase there was a storm.

Cam bent down and rummaged through some cabinets at the bottom of his flower cart and he pulled out some tarps and some wooden stakes, also a hammer. He stood up and threw the tarps over his shop and then he started placing the wooden stakes onto the fabric and took the hammer and began to pound the sharp end of the stakes into the ground.

After a few minutes, Cam noticed for just a fraction of a second that Howard and Laney had left the Café, most likely they were going to go check on the other folks of Bluebell. Well it didn't matter to Cam anyways it wasn't like he was close to anyone else other than Howard…Laney….Lillian…Okay what?

"May I help?" Cam jumped and accidently hit his thumb and let out a cry of pain, dropping the hammer and cradling his thumb. He threw a grouchy glare over his shoulder and there stood none other than Lillian, with an umbrella in one hand and a couple of bricks in another.

Cam blinked away his glare and now sat there baffled as he gazed at the bricks in Lillian's hand. How had the farmer known that he was buckling down his shop? This was all too good to be true; he pondered it for a few moments and then put two and two together.

Howard and Laney were setting them up together, in hopes that they'd fall for each other, well Cam wasn't going to fall in their little trap! No way in the name of the great Harvest Goddess would he play their little mind games. "Go home Lillian." He said gruffly, turning away and back to hammering.

"But..." Lillian began, looking towards the sky, the rain just starting to sprinkle down and into a soft drizzle. She tore her gaze away from the sky and back to Cam whom had no coat or anything to keep him dry.

With nary a word Lillian extended her arm with the umbrella and placed it over Cam's head, keeping him dry from the rain. Even though Lillian was getting soaked, at the moment for in just a few seconds the drizzle became a downpour of rushing rain, she was elated to help.

"I said go home!" Cam scowled as he stood up and pushed the umbrella away from him and Lillian fell to the ground and onto her behind, losing hold of her bricks and they tumbled into the tarps and knocked a stake out of its hole.

The wind picked up something fierce and the flap of the tarp flapped violently in the windy torrent and Cam's lilies were stripped from their pots and taken up into the sky and flew away. "Ah!" Lillian cried out, discarding her umbrella, jumping to her feet and then dashing off into the direction the wind carried the lilies.

"Lillian! Where are you going?" Cam called out, watching Lillian distraughtly as the farmer rushed off in a sprint away from the flower shop. Cam couldn't fathom what in the wild world was running through Lillian's head at the moment though he knew it couldn't be anything pleasant.

"To catch your lilies!" Lillian shouted over her shoulder before she vanished into the raging storm. The wind was slapping at her face and the rain crashing down on her skin. Chills raced up and down her spine but she didn't stop running.

Lillian squinted her eyes and tried to spot the lilies, she caught sight of them as they were whisked up and towards the mountain. Lillian wasted no time in taking pursuit and she too headed straight for the mountain, without even realizing Cam's voice calling out to her.

"Lillian! Lillian!" Cam yelled out, straining his voice over the crashed of thunder. The sky was pitch black and Cam couldn't see where in the name of the moon he was heading and he often hit his face on branches that scratched his cheeks and left tiny crimson cuts.

"Lillian!" Cam called out desperately, his heart pounding as he tripped over rocks, twigs and occasionally tree roots. "Lillian!" A flash of thunder illuminated the mountain and partially stunned him into a stop. "Lillian!" He shouted, trembling from the cold and in fear.

Fear? Why was he afraid? Cam stood frozen for a few moments, unable to exactly pinpoint the cause of his unrelenting terror. Before he had the chance to figure out what was causing him to shudder he heard a small cry off to his right. "Lillian?"

Cam's body unfroze and he was able to move, he turned sharply to his right and ran, more lighting flashed and finally he saw Lillian huddling on the ground. The young farmer was sitting on her knees holding something in her hands. "Lillain?" Cam questioned his tone uncharacteristically soft.

"I'm sorry." Lillian sobbed out, standing up and throwing herself into Cam's arms catching the poor boy off guard. "I'm so sorry! I couldn't save your lilies!" The apologetic girl buried her face into Cam's shirt and whimpered like a puppy that knew it had done something wrong.

"Lil….Lillian…" Cam murmured taken aback, however a sense of giant relief rushed through him and he wrapped his arms around Lillian. "It's okay Lillian…..don't…uh…don't cry I can always grow some more…." He really had no idea how to comfort a crying girl.

Without thinking about it, Cam ran his fingers through the back of Lillian's drenched hair. "I can always grow more lilies…but I'm afraid that I won't be able to grow more Lillians you see they are a rare one of a kind flower."

A giggle broke Lillian's sobs and she looked up at Cam a smile beaming on her pale face. Suddenly the raging storm came to and end and the two were bathed in shimmering moonlight.

"Let's pick some flowers, Lillian." Cam said in a hushed voice, he watched rather amusedly as Lillian blinked in surprise and gave out a tiny gasp, which he couldn't help but think of as adorable.

"Okay!" Lillian responded delightedly as she gave Cam a grateful hug and then the two embarked on a moonlit night to pick any flowers that stood against the howling storms might.

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A/N: I got a little lazy with this one and the storm took place in the late evening and stopped at midnight and Cam and Lillian went to pick some flowers. Right now I'm trying to make them awkward friends but slowly their relationship will blossom into romance. But for now I want to take things kind of slow and sorry if Cam seems a little OOC at times, he is really hard to write for. Also my Lillian isn't just the typical bubbly, sweet and shy girl; she can have her moments where she is rude of sarcastic or brave and strong. Lillian's personality is diverse and complex so look forward to more chapters. Please read and review!