Author's Note: I don't own Grease nor Grease 2 or any of the Character. The only thing is the plot to the story and a few characters of my own
Summary: Grease 2 Au. One Shot. What if the T-Birds and Pink Ladies hadn't turned up just as Michael was about to reveal the true identity of the 'Cool Rider' to Stephanie? How would that have changed the course of the movie?
AN: Alright here's Chapter 15. Reviews, Feedback and Chapter/Story ideas are greatly appreciated. There is another possible 8 to 10 chapters left of this story.
Chapter 15
18th April 1965.
I sat up on the hill that overlooked Rydell. It was still dark; the sun had not yet risen over the horizon. Though it had been three to four months since I had been back to Rydell. I had managed to get three weeks of leave off base.
I knew most of that time would be spent wedding planning. Steph and I had become engaged just before I had headed back to Camp Pendleton. There was now an over laying issue that the wedding was going be delayed due to the fact I could be deployed to Vietnam at any time.
There had been a lot of scuttle buddy talk going on about at it at base. Whether or not it was true was another thing entirely. The sun was just starting to peak over the horizon.
I kicked my motorcycle into gear and headed on down towards the town. It was Sunday, which meant Steph wouldn't be working today. I pulled up into the driveway of my Aunt and Uncle's house.
I hadn't spoken to my parents in nearly three years. Patrick had graduated from high school two years ago. Rose was in her last year of high school and was graduating in a few weeks.
Billy was in his second last year of high school. A lot had changed since I had graduated from Rydell nearly three years ago. Sandy and Danny had gotten married two years ago; Johnny and Paulette had gotten married six months after graduation. Rhonda and Goose had married nearly a year ago.
Louis and Sharon got married about six months ago. Davey and Dolorous where still together after nearly three years. I grabbed my gear from the back of my motorcycle and headed towards my room in the Nuclear Fallout Shelter.
From what my Aunt had told me. They had new neighbours whom had moved in next door about two months ago. Old man Harris whom had been their neighbour on the right side since they had moved to Rydell nearly six years ago had died about three months ago.
I couldn't think of the name of the neighbours. The first rays of the sun where starting to peak over the horizon. I pushed open the door to my room and headed up towards the house.
I grabbed a beer from the fridge. There was not a living soul about which would be normal on an early Sunday morning. I grabbed the rest of the six pack I had opened and headed out to sit on back porch for a while.
Three Hours Later.
I had fallen asleep about two hours ago. The sun was up. I glanced at the time it was just after seven. I stood up stretched. I looked over at the table with the three empty bottles of beer and the half finished one.
I rubbed the back of shaved head. Being in the Marine Corps meant I had to keep my hair shaved short. Not that I really cared. When I had come home from Basic Training on my ten day leave before I went onto further training the boys had ribbed me about it.
I felt someone's eyes burning into the back of my head when I turned to pick up the empty bottles. I glanced behind me to the right to see the new neighbours looking in my direction.
I ignored them and headed inside. My Aunt Edna was at the stove getting breakfast or something like that. My Uncle Jack was sitting at the table reading the paper and having his morning coffee.
"I'd hear you arrive this morning" Aunt Edna said as she served some breakfast for both me and Uncle Jack.
"I got here about four this morning" I said sitting down at the table.
"Jack have you seen Patrick" Aunt Edna asked five minutes later. Speaking of which I hadn't seen my younger brother since I had walked into the kitchen.
Before Uncle Jack could reply there was a loud thud from upstairs. That had to be Patrick. He stumbled into the kitchen ten minutes later. Mumbling under his breath obliviously hung over.
"Nice to see you again little brother" I said speaking up to Patrick as I got up and grabbed both mine and Uncle Jack's dirty plates.
"Mike now's not time" He mumbled as he grabbed some pain killers for his headache.
"Patrick sit down and eat before your breakfast gets cold" Aunt Edna said placing Patrick's plate of breakfast down on the table. He slumped down into his chair.
"Alright. I'll see you lot later." I said swiping a piece or two of bacon off of a hung-over Patrick's plate. I grabbed my T-Bird Leather jacket from the table on the back porch where I had left it earlier.
I pulled on my helmet and pulled on my goggles. I kicked my motorcycle into gear. I headed towards the other side of Rydell. I pulled up at the Zinone house at about five passed eight.
I sat out the front of the house for about ten minutes before the nosy neighbour from across the street started to walk across to where I sat on my motorcycle. I pulled off my goggles and helmet as the neighbour who lived across the street from the Zinone house walked over to where I was seated on my motorcycle.
"You'd be one of Josh Zinone's no good friends wouldn't yea"The old bastard sneered.
"Yea I know Josh. He's dating my sister. And I'm engaged to his older sister" I said getting off my motorcycle. I knew this bloke alright. He was always complaining about something or other.
"Mr Gibson was there something I could help you with "I turned to my head to see Anthony, Steph's father standing behind me.
"Nothing your can help with Zinone" He spat before marching off back across the street.
"Sorry about him Michael. Old bastards become more senile since his wife died three months ago. "Anthony apologised. I nodded and headed inside the house with him.
Mrs Zinone or Marie as she wanted me to call her was doing something in the kitchen when both I and Anthony walked inside.
"Oh hello Michael. I thought you were going to be back in couple for Rose's graduation." Marie said having noticed I was in the kitchen.
"As did I. I managed to get three weeks leave off base." I said taking a seat at the table.
Josh Zinone was working on his 55 Bel-Air he had bought and fixed up when he was fifteen. Josh sighed he and Rose his girlfriend had been fighting again. He knew that he was going to get his ass kicked by Rose's two older brothers.
Josh wasn't worried about Patrick, Rose's older brother. But her other older Michael for well two reasons. One he was a Marine and could break his neck very easily if he wanted and two Michael was going to be his brother in law sooner or later seeing as Michael and his older sister Stephanie where engaged to be married.
But as the leader of the T-Birds he had a reputation to uphold and that was the main reason why he and Rose's relationship was in tatters. Rose was the leader of the Pink Ladies.
"You know that engine's not going to fix itself "Josh's head snapped up at the sound of his older sister's voice. He hit his head on the hood of his car.
"Thanks' for pointing that out" Josh said through gritted teeth as he kicked the front bumper his car in frustration. Stephanie noticed her younger brother's frustration.
"Josh you Ok," She asked generally concerned about what was bothering her younger brother.
"It's just Rose and me aren't exactly working out you know. I just don't want my neck broken by her older brother" Josh said leaning against the open engine bay of his 55 Bel-Air.
"What makes you think I'm going to brake your neck over that Josh" Both Zinone siblings' head turned to see Michael standing not three feet away from them.
"I'll leave you guys alone to talk" Steph said both Josh and I watched as she left. I walked over to where Josh was sitting on the engine bay of his Bel-Air.
"So what's going between you and Rose man?" I asked wanting to know what was going between the two of them.
"I don't know man its just. I thought everything was going great and then. We started fighting non-stop. How the hell did you and Steph make it work? How the hell has our relationship gotten so fucked up? " Josh explained in frustration as he kicked a few loose stones on the driveway.
"The question that you have to ask yourself Josh. Is do you love Rose and are you willing to fight to keep your relationship and not let it slip through your fingers," I said hoping that answered his questions.
"Yea I love her man. But it seems like she don't want to try anymore. Of course I want to make things work. But a relationship is a two way street." Josh said rubbing the back of his head in frustration and annoyance at his current situation.
"Sometimes love and relationships don't work out the way we want them to. Try talking to Rose and try and sort things out. Sometimes it works out and sometimes it doesn't" I tried to, advise him.
"Thanks man. Though you still didn't answer my question from earlier. How the hell do you and Steph make it work though?" Josh asked.
"I honestly don't know Josh. Yeah we fight a bit but we both trust and depend on each other. If it's meant to be then its meant to be or its not" I said giving him a resurging slap on the back.
Two Days Later 20th April 1965
"Michael phone for you" I heard my aunt call from the back door. I groan and got out of the hammock I had hung up between two trees. My fifteen-month-old German Shepard Ace lay at the foot of the hammock.
Patrick's Rottweiler Clyde was lazing about in his own knell. Patrick had tried to train him. Ace my German Shepherd was more dangerous then Clyde who was more likely to lick you to death then maul you.
Ace got up and followed me to the back door. My aunt and uncle didn't mind have the dogs inside. Ace pushed opened the door with his muzzle and followed me inside.
Hello" I said answering the phone. My Aunt Edna left the room to give me some privacy to talk to whoever it was on the other end of the line.
"Carrington your liberty leave is being cut short. We're shipping out to Vietnam on the 2nd of May. Be back to Camp Pendleton by the 29th 0800 hours. " Staff Sargent Colinton curtly said giving me orders to be back at Base by the 29th 0800 Hours.
"Yes Sir. I'll be back at base by the 29th 0800 Hours" I said obeying said orders given to me by my CO. He hung up on his end of line without so much as another word. I put down the receiver from the phone.
How the hell was I going to tell Stephanie that I was shipping out in twelve days and most likely wouldn't be back for another three and a bit years that was when my enlistment was up.
"Michael are alright," My aunt asked as she stood in the doorway of the kitchen. I was leaning my head against the wall of where the phone sat.
"Yea. I'm all right. I'm going out for a while. I'll be back later" I said headed back out the back door and headed for my room in the Nuclear Fallout Shelter.
I kicked my motorcycle. I had to tell Steph the not so good news that I was shipping out in twelve days.
Jake's Garage half an hour later.
I had been sitting on my motorcycle at Jake's for about a couple of minute's tyring to gather the courage to tell Steph I was leaving in less than two weeks. I put the kickstand out on my motorcycle. I pulled off my goggles and unstrapped my helmet and pulling it off as well and setting tit on the handlebars of my motorcycle.
I looked around the gas station for any signs of Stephanie. There was none. I walked towards the office of the place.
Stephanie looked up from her conversation with her Aunt Celica when the screen door of the office opened. Her fiancé walked through the door. She could sense something wasn't right.
"Can we talk" I asked. We walked to the back of the office.
"What's wrong" Steph asked having maybe noticed I was not really myself for good reasons.
"I'm being deployed to Vietnam on the 2nd of next month. I have to be back at Camp Pendleton by the 29th." I explained to Steph that I was being deployed to Vietnam in twelve days.