'Author's Note: I don't own Grease nor Grease 2 or any of the Character. The only thing I own 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 28. Thank you to those that reviewed the last chapter.
Chapter 28
14th March 1969, Stockton, California.
I kicked the blow out tyre on the trailer. This week had not been a good week. Well the last couple of days. Yesterday the trailer had done four sets of Wheel Bearings.
I and mechanic had to replace them last night. I had done three tyres just twenty five minutes ago on my way back to San Francisco then home to Rydell. Baby Carrington number 2 and 3 where due any day now.
Hank thankfully had been giving me local work to do instead of interstate work that I had been doing since I had started working for Markham Brothers Haulage for nearly nine months.
I had been waiting for the Tyre Fitter from San Francisco to arrive for the past twenty minutes. I walked away from the trailer and walked towards the Peterbilt. I leaned back against the steps of the Peterbilt and rested my head against the driver's side door.
"Well. Well if anit the war hero. Gunnery Sargent Michael Carrington" I looked up at the sound of a familiar voice. My eyes widened slightly in shock at seeing my former best mate.
"What do you want Roy" I asked not at all in the mood to deal with him and his bullshit today of all days.
"Nothing I see that the Vietcong didn't kill or blow you up unfortunately" He sneered.
"Let me guess this is about Sarah still." I asked already knowing the answer to that question.
"So what she went crawling back to you?"
"Hardly Roy. The last time I saw Sarah was in February of 1967 when I was heading back to Vietnam after being state side for a month after my first born son was born a month before that." I answered it easy to see that Roy was still hung up on Sarah why I didn't know.
"As they say love is blind"
"Let me tell you something Roy. My wife is ten the times the woman Sarah is," I said trying to keep my temper under control.
"Have a nice life Carrington" Roy sneered before he left. I resisted the urge to give him the finger in response for being the jackass bastard he was.
Hour and half later
The tyre fitter maybe five minutes ago. For unknown reason's Hank didn't keep spare tyres on the trailer. That would have made it a lot easier. I could have changed over the damaged tyres with the spare tyres.
After about half an hour of curse and swearing on both our parts we changed the damaged tyres over with the new once.
"Hey can I bum a smoke off of you" The tyre fitter Frankie I think his name was asked.
"Yea sure" I said grabbing the fresh pack of Cigarettes I had brought in Sacramento just a few hours ago.
"Thanks' the wife would kill me if she caught me smoking" He said lighting the cigarette he had bummed off of me.
"I know what you mean. I know she'd kill me if I miss the birth of our second and third child that's due any day now" I said lighting my own cigarette.
"What'd you miss your first child being born"?
"I was supposed to be in Vietnam at the time. Nobody knew I was coming back stateside." I explained to Frankie.
" Vietnam huh. I missed out on going there luckily." Frankie said, I heard the CB crackling in the cab of the Peterbilt.
"Hang on a sec mate." I said climbing into the cab and turned up the CB who it was that was talking.
"Breaker- Breaker Carrington are you on channel "
"10-4. Francine what is it" I asked over the CB wanting to know what they where radioing me for.
"Call came in for you about twenty five minutes ago. Something about your missus being taken to the hospital in labour for some reason or other" Francine said snapping her gum in the background.
"And your just telling me now" I said irritated with her.
"Well I'm sorry"
"10-4." I said hanging up the hand piece for the CB back up.
"You got to go then," Frankie asked as I jumped down from the cab. I merely nodded and offered my thanks to him for helping me out.
Two and a bit Hours Later. Rydell California.
I had dropped the trailer in San Francisco and had picked up another trailer to take to Rydell. I had dropped the trailer I had to pick up in San Francisco at the depo. I headed across town to the hospital.
I pulled the Peterbilt up alongside the curb near the hospital. I shut off the engine. I jumped down from the cab after locking up the Peterbilt. I walked towards the nurse's station on the ground floor of the hospital.
"Can I help you sir" The young nurse asked.
"My wife was brought in about two and half hours ago in labour," I explained. The nurse Danielle Morris glanced at the man standing in front of her. She caught sight of Marine Corp Tattoo on his right shoulder. Part of the tattoo was peaking out from his rolled up shirt sleeved.
"Can I have her name"?
"Stephanie Carrington" I answered waiting for the nurse to tell me where she was.
"I'll show you to where she is" The nurse said showing towards the Maturity Ward of the hospital.
Ten Hours Later.
I was starting to doze off in the chair next to Steph's bedside. My son and daughter had come into the world with good sets of lungs on them. That had been maybe an hour ago.
My hand was still throbbing a little from Steph's vice like grip. Both of them had decided to grace us with their presence two week earlier than planned. Both them where perfectly health.
My daughter had been eight pounds 9 ounces and her brother had been 11 pounds 4 ounces. I got up and stretched from the uncomfortable hospital chair. I kissed the top of Stephanie's head as she slept. She had been out to it only five or ten minutes after our daughter had come into the world.
I walked out into the hallway outside the room. Anthony and Marie where there with my parents as well. Connor was sitting on Anthony's lap listening intently to him. Well he was until he saw me that was.
"Is Mama alright" Connor asked I picked him up.
"Yea she's fine buddy. And you've got a younger brother and sister." I tried to explain to Connor that he had a younger sister and brother.
"Are they alright? There was no complication," Marie asked.
"No. They're fine. The Docs said they're perfectly healthy babies" I said shifting Connor's weight from where I held him.
"What was their weight?" My mom asked from where she stood beside dad.
"The boy was eleven pounds four ounces the girl was eight pounds nine ouches." I said as Billy, Rose, Patrick and Samantha Patrick's wife came down the hall.
"So my newest niece and nephew don't even have names yet," Patrick asked with an amusement in his tone of voice.
"No. Not yet." I said as more people arrived in the hallway outside the room.
"How's my god daughter and god son" Johnny asked as walked over to us.
"Their fine. Look I'm going to head home and get some sleep. I'll be back in the morning." I said, as Connor was half asleep on my shoulder. After I settled him in the bunk of the sleeper.
I was stopped at a red light just a block or so from the hospital. My thought turned to a particular memory that came to mind. The day I had proposed to Steph.
28th December 1964, Rydell California
I sighed in annoyance. I kept thinking the scenario over in my head. But it was quite different of doing it in my head to real life. I kicked the desk in my room in frustration.
"You all right Mike" Patrick asked as he came in without knocking like he normally did.
"Yea I'm fine," I said still irrigated with myself at being too much of gutless bastard just to ask her.
"You sure you all right big brother" Patrick question. He didn't seem to believe me when I said I was fine which was a lie.
"Yea I'm alright," I said grabbing a cigarette from the packet of cigarettes that rested on the desk.
" I don't think so Mike. Something's bothering you." Patrick pressed for more information.
"Ok. I'm not alright." I said sitting down at my desk and unlocking the top draw. I pulled out the ring box I had kept in there since I had bought it a few days ago.
"Shit. Mike is that a" Patrick exclaimed only seeing the ring box and not the engagement ring that was inside it.
"Yea it's an engagement ring," I confirmed his suspicions as to what the ring was.
"And have you asked Stephanie yet" Patrick asked.
"No not yet. I went and talked to Anthony and Marie about getting their permission and having their blessing for me to ask Steph to marry me about six days ago." I explained.
"So why haven't you asked her yet"
"Because I haven't had to courage to ask her yet" I said sitting down at my desk and lightning my cigarette at the same time.
"Well stop pussy footing around and grow a pair of balls and ask her. " Patrick said laughing.
"Shut up. Remember when you where mooning over Samantha last year" I said throwing a book at him.
"I was not mooning over her "Patrick protested now that I had turned the tables on him
"Like hell you weren't. You where love struck and brooding over her when she kept turning you down." I said taking a drag of my cigarette.
"We weren't talking about me and Samantha. We where talking about you and Stephanie big brother." Patrick said with his trademark smirk on his face now.
"Fine I'll ask her. If that will shut you up. Patrick Seamus" I said grabbing the ring box, my keys, T-Birds leather jacket, helmet and goggles before I headed out the door.
Half an hour later I was still nervous as hell. I rolled my shoulders and walked into the office at Jake's. Steph was still busy with customers when I walked past.
"Michael" Celica, Stephanie's Aunt said as I walked into the office.
"Hey" I said trying not to give too much away.
"Jake's in his office"
"Thanks'" I said before I walked into the main part of the office.
"Hey Jake can a borrow Steph for maybe an hour" I asked as I walked into the office. Jake looked from his paperwork.
"Yea. It's not a problem. You alright Michael. You look a little off about something" Jake asked generally concerned about his niece's boyfriend.
"No I'm not really. Look can I ask you something. When you asked Celica to marry you. Where you nervous as hell. What I mean is that. I'm planning on ask Steph to marry me and I keep fucking it up" I said sitting down.
"Oh I was nervous alright. When the time is right it will happen. Don't try and force it" Jake advised me. I nodded my thanks to him and headed out of the office.
"Hey baby" I said walking up behind Steph and wrapping my arms around her from behind.
"Hey. Is there a reason why you've been avoiding me all week and acting a little strange?" Stephanie question as she turned in my arms to face me.
"I haven't been avoiding you babe. I've just been bus" I said trying not give anything away.
"The last time you acted like that was when you gave me this just before graduation" Steph said holding up the promise ring I had given her the week of graduation near three years.
"Well there may be a reason for that" I said rubbing the back of my head sheepishly. I grabbed the ring box from the pocket of my jeans but didn't pull it out just yet. Alright here goes nothing. Just then some blared their horn and said something about wanting their windscreen cleaned.
I signed in annoyance at once again being interrupted before I could ask Steph to marry me. I grabbed a hold of Stephanie's hand before she moved to far away from me.
I didn't say anything as I bent my head down to kiss her. Mainly to distract her while I slipped the ring on her left hand without her noticing. I grabbed the ring from the ring box and slipped it in on her left hand.
Stephanie broke off the kiss due to lack of air. She gave her boyfriend another quick peck on the lips before she went to deal with another irritable customer. Stephanie noticed something on her left hand that hadn't been there before. It was a ring. It was a different ring from the one Michael had given her the week of graduation.
Now the ring could mean a number of things. But the piece of puzzle began to fall into place. That would explain why he had been acting strange the last week or so. He had been planning on asking her to marry him.
I didn't know whether or not Steph had noticed that I slipped the engagement ring on her left hand yet. I leaned back against the wall near the side door of the office and let a sigh of relief.
I chuckled at the memory as I carried a fast asleep Connor into the house. After I had put Connor to bed. I had a shower and headed off to bed myself