'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 31. Thank you to those that reviewed the last chapter.
Chapter 31
21st June 1969, Rydell California.
I sat to one side of my parent's yard. I was nursing a half empty beer and rolling a cigarette.
"You know those things are going to kill you one day or say the doctors say" I looked over at my cousin Colin as he sat down beside me.
"I've cheated or bested death a few times. I think I'll be alright Cole. So how have you been these last twelve years?" I asked lighting my now rolled cigarette.
"It's been about normal. I went to Royal Air Force College at Cranwell right after I graduated from school in June of 1960. After I finished my training I was assigned to the 6th Squadron in Middle East before we moved to Coningsby in Lincolnshire early this year." Colin explained what he had been doing for the past twelve years.
"Hey Shakespeare. You know it's rude to be antisocial" Johnny said interrupting me before I could get a word in edgewise
"Who says I'm being anti-social Nogerelli. I was just catching up with my cousin here. Colin this is good friend of mine Johnny Nogerelli. We both went to school with each other. Johnny this is my cousin Colin" I said introducing the two of them
"Where's the nickname Shakespeare come from" Colin asked confused as to why Johnny called me Shakespeare
"It started in our senior year of high school. I was helping the boys with some of their papers. Or rather writing paper for them in exchange for cash "I explained to Colin when Johnny and the boys called me Shakespeare.
"You mean you helped them cheat" Colin said in disbelief that I had helped the boys cheat to graduation.
"It was a motional beneficial arrangement" I said taking another sip of my nearly finished beer.
29th July 1969, Calgary, Alberta, Canada.
Hank had accepted a contract to take supplies up to the Oil Fields in Alberta Canada. I and four other drivers had spent the last three weeks going back and forth from California to Alberta and onto the Oil Fields.
This was the last trip back for the week well for me at least. Another driver was going to be assigned to do the contract of taking mining equipment amongst other things up to the Oil Fields in Alberta.
The four other drivers with me where all around somewhere. Either having a shower, sleeping or having something to eat in the dinner of the Truck Stop. I had not seen Steph or any of the kids in nearly a month. It would be a month since I had seen them on the 30th which was tomorrow.
I rolled up my sleeve to look at the tattoo I had gotten maybe two weeks ago on my left arm. It read of Connor, BJ and Rebecca's full names and their birthdays it sat maybe five inches or more under my Marine Corp tattoo on my left shoulder.
31st July 1969, Rydell California
I tiredly turned into our street at about four in the morning. I pulled up at the front of the house. I grabbed my gear from the bunk of the Peterbilt. I shut off the engine and jumped down from the cab.
After locking up the Peterbilt. I headed towards the back of the house. I cursed under my breath when I nearly tripped over the bins at the side of the house. Ace started to bark from chain.
"Sit down you idoit. It's only me" I told him as I rounded the side of the house. Ace settled down after that. I walked up the back porch steps and unlocked the back door.
I quietly shut the back door behind me. I set my bag and gear on the table and walked into the kitchen. I opened the fridge door and grabbed a beer from the half opened six pack.
"Daddy" I looked up and turned around to see Connor standing in the doorway of the dim lighted kitchen. He didn't look at all well.
"Hey buddy. You ok" I asked I set down my beer and moved to pick him up. I felt his forehead. He was burning up.
"I don't feel very well" he managed to say before he started to cough a dry and hackling sort of cough.
"I know mate. I'll make yea something to eat then you'll feel a bit better." I said, he most have the flu from the symptoms he had. I set him down at the table and wen about making up some Chicken Soup with some Ginger and Garlic in it.
I set a bowl of in front of him. It was better than the stuff my mother used to try and poison me with when I got sick as a kid.
"I know it doesn't smell nice buddy. You'll feel better after you eat it." I said ruffling his hair as I left the kitchen. I quickly checked on BJ and Rebecca. They were still asleep. I checked on Step. She was passed out fast asleep.
"You feeling any better little man" I said as I walked back into the kitchen. He shook his head tiredly. I grabbed his empty bowl and set it on the sink. After I gave Connor his medicine to him. I checked on BJ and Rebecca before I went to read to Connor to help him fall asleep.
I grabbed a book I had been given for my birthday in January The God Father. I had read it a few times. I would possible read it to Connor when he was a little bit older.
I picked up the worn copy of The Great Gatsby that I had owed for a number of years. I sat on the bed beside Connor. And began to read from the beginning. I was half way through the third chapter when I noticed Connor had fallen asleep.
I got up from the bed and kissed the top of his head. I had a shower before heading off to bed. I had driven all night from Seattle to get here this morning. I wrapped my arms around Stephanie.
Two Hours Later.
Stephanie opened her eyes groggily and looked up at her sleeping husband. He most have come home between when she had gone back to bed at three thirty that morning and now that it was seven a clock in the morning or so the clock on his side of the bed read at least.
She rested her head back against his bare chest. She traced one of the many scars that tattooed his bare skin. It was a reminder to them both that she could of easily lost him when he had been wounded in Vietnam.
There had also been a time when she thought of him as nothing as an ordinary clean cut boy next door type of guy. Now she could not imagine her life without her husband in it.
"I can hear you thinking" Stephanie opened her eyes again and glanced up to see I was awake and looking at her.
She was about to say something when crying started to come from BJ and Rebecca's room.
"I'll go" I said getting up out of bed and limping to BJ and Rebecca's room. Both of them where awake. Most likely it was time for another feed. I picked up BJ from his cot. He gave a small grizzly or cry. He was most likely hungry and wanting a feed. Same as his twin sister.
Steph walked in minute later. I left her alone to feed the both of them while I went to check on Connor. He was asleep still. I felt his forehead. He wasn't burning up as much as he had been earlier.
The rest of the day was mostly spent lazing around the house. I went to check on Connor every couple of hours and BJ and Rebecca as well. The phone began to ring from down stairs. I groaned and mentally cursing the person that was ringing. I quietly moved and disentangled myself from Steph trying not to wake her.
"Carrington Residence" I said irritated with whoever it was that had woken me up.
"Afternoon Shakespeare." Johnny said on the other end of the line.
"Was there something you wanted Nogerelli?" I asked.
"Did I interrupted you afternoon nap Shakespeare" Johnny said with every word dripping with sarcasm.
"In a way yes Nogerelli. I have a sick two and half year old to look after. With four month old twins as well." I pointed out to him.
"Unless there an underlying message there"
"Johnny do I have remind you that I was trained to be able to break a man's neck like a twig and what was the real reason you called beside annoying the fuck out of me" I asked again wanting him to get to the point.
"Well. The boys are going out to Red's Bar and Grill just off the main drag tonight. They wanted to know if you're coming" Johnny asked.
"Yea alright. About what time" I asked hearing movement from upstairs.
"About Six" Johnny answered.
"Alright I see you later then," I said before hanging up the receiver. I headed into the kitchen to grab a beer from the fridge.
"Who was the just rang" I banged my head on the shelf above my head when I heard Steph's voice.
"Johnny" I answered rubbing the tender spot on my head from where I had hit it on the fridge shelf
"What did he want'
"Him and the boys are going to a bar downtown tonight near the main drag. He rang wanting to know if I wanted to come or not." I said cracking the top off of my beer.
"Fine. Just don't expect me to bail you out of the town lock up like last time" Stephanie said referring to the time a few days after Connor had been born. When the boys and I had gone to Red's to watch the first year of the Super Bowl. The Green Bay Packers had been playing Kanas City in LA. We had gotten into an altercation with Kanas City fans.
"As I recall your dad was pretty pissed when he had to come bail us out." I said recalling that particular day when Anthony had come to bail us out of the lock up after having spent the night in the lock up.
"You think. Just try not to get into any bar fights tonight"
"I'll try not to babe," I said before I set my beer down on the table.
Two Hours Later.
I pulled my motorcycle out the front of Red's Bar and Grill. I shut off the engine and put the kickstand out on my motorcycle. I pulled off my goggles and unstrapped my helmet.
I shoved my keys into my jeans pocket. I found the others sitting at a table in the far corner of the bar.
"Late as usually Shakespeare" Johnny ribbed as I sat down beside Davy on side of the table.
"And like you're on time for any thing Nogerelli." I shot back at him as a barmaid walked over with four beers on her tray and handed them to the boys.
"Can I have a beer and put it on Johnny's tab for me" I said taking off my worn T-Birds leather jacket and draping it across the back of the chair.
"Since when I was paying for all the beers "Johnny protested.
"Because you owe me for last time. When I saved your ass from being beaten the shit of by a pool cue." I pointed out to him. "So what's the occasion we're celebrating? " I asked digging a freshly rolled cigarette from my shirt front pocket.
"Davey here's going to be a father in eight and half months" Goose piped up and reached over and slapped Davey on the shoulder.
"Another ball and chain"
"Shut up DiMucci. Being or rather become a dad is the best thing that can happen to you." I pointed out to Davy. The barmaid returned to our table about a minute or so later.