KAHLAN I stood at the edge of the swimming pool, looking at my reflection in the water. Another problem just fell into my lap. Someone was out to kill me, or so they vowed. Carly hid herself in the room. She felt guilty, that much I knew. Damon left to go check in on his family, making the promise that he would be right back. Trouble always seemed to find me; with that said there was something else rattling my mind. The pictures started up again, but Ryan was in prison, so who else would be sending them? Justin peeked through the wooden fence on the side of Kahlan Redding's house. There was a side ally that he had used a few times to take a short cut to school when walking. Tonight, he was using it for a whole other purpose. With everything with James spiraling out of control, he just wanted to peek in to be sure that the girls were okay. Right now, all he saw was Kahlan, in her bathing suit, standing at the edge of the pool. Was she going to jump in, or was her sole purpose just to
DAMON AND CARLY Damon stopped his car across the street from Kahlan's home, eyes out the passenger window, wondering what happened. He had seen the flashing emergency lights from a mile away. He had told Kahlan that he would be right back, however, right back turned into three hours. It didn't help that on his way out, he and his mother had gotten into a little argument. It seemed that she was upset about Damon getting his own place. To him, Ella was frustrated with her daughter and wanted Damon to fix it. The truth of the matter was Brooke was old enough to make hew own mistakes and learn to deal with them. Sure, he could try and fix her broken heart but he was sure he couldn't do much to help. And sure he could try and help mend her relationship with her best friend but Carly had enough on her plate at the moment. Damon tried to see through the flashing red and blue lights that took up three of the houses, including Kahlan's. He was getting ready to get out of the car and see if he
THE GROUP The time continued to pass. Slowly seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours. Damon found himself lost in a world he had never known before. A world where a person he cared for was fighting for her life. He had never been put in this position. He had never been faced with this uncertainty and the cloud of gloom hovering over his head. His eyes were heavy, as he wanted so badly to sleep but he couldn't. He wanted to be the first one to know of any news, good or bad. He prepared himself as best as he could. The news could only be bad if it were taking this long. The waiting room was less crowded, as people decided to go home and wait for news in a more comfortable environment. The Meir family stayed to support Damon, and Sandino, well, he stayed for his own personal reasons. Brooke had fallen asleep on her big brother's shoulder; a soft quiet snore making itself known. Damon looked down at her. Her face was relaxed, every part of her still. The doctor looked down at his
THE WOODS Carly couldn't believe what she was seeing, nor what she was hearing. Her father was being escorted out of their home in handcuffs, being accused of murder. He hadn't been home for more than a few minutes before being taken away. She was in disbelief as she heard the charges and who this crime was against. "Dad!" Carly cried, tears ruining her makeup. He looked back at her as best as he could. The officer guiding him to the police vehicle seemed to be in a rush, as they were moving at such a fast pace. "What do I do? Tell me what to do!" Robert Woods had no answer for his scared and worried daughter. She had no family to call on. She was going to be alone while he waited in a prison cell. "Don't worry," he spoke, "everything will be fine. This is all a misunderstanding. I never killed anyone." She nodded. "No matter how much he may have deserved it." Those were his last words before having the car door shut on him. Carly cried even harder as they drove away. THE WINGO'S
THE WOODS FAMILY "Dad, I need you to tell me what happened?" Carly now looked at her father through steel black bars. He sat on a little cot off to the side, hoping she wasn't questioning the truth. "I didn't touch that kid," he insisted. She couldn't believe what was happening. She never thought that this would be something that she would be faced with, never thought that she would see the day her father was arrested. "I know that Dad but I still need to know what happened." "I was just going in there to talk to him, to yell at him. Maybe I had some intention of slapping him around but I would never take a life." She could hear it in his voice. He was an innocent man, she'd never doubt her father. "When I found out what was going on back here, I had to come home. No matter what my boss said, no matter what my job was. I knew you were okay. The cops told me that much, so, I just… I wanted to see what James had to say for himself but when I walked in there, he was laying in the bed
THE GROUP The room was starting to feel stuffy and hot. I was tired of lying in this bed, cut off from the outside world. I didn't know what was happening with the murder of James, or Tina's funeral arrangements. No one spoke of it, like they were trying to make sure that I didn't know anything. I never asked. Most of them wouldn't say anything without Damon or Carly's permission. It was like a world of silence. I was tired of these white sheets sticking to me, tired of not being able to toss and turn when I wanted to. Tired of having to be careful of every movement I made, so I wouldn't pull my I.V out. Ugh. This was something I hated and I hoped I'd never find myself in this position ever again. There was nothing on TV to keep me occupied. Personally, I always thought cable sucked. I wasn't interested in watching it. The sun burned into the room, creating more heat. I didn't want to be here and neither did my friends. I could hear their voices outside of my room. They always talked
KAHLAN AND JUSTIN Nope! I can’t do it, I thought, as I looked around the hospital room, seeing the same four walls, the same nurses, the same bed sheets...Everything was the same and I was in the same position, lying flat on the bed. I need to get out of here. I am not waiting on Dr. Mellow to run more tests. I climbed out of the bed slowly. There was some pain, but on a scale from one to ten, I was a comfortable four. "What the hell are you doing?" Justin asked, walking into my hospital room, with a small bundle of pink flowers in his hand. By this time, I was dressed in loose jeans and an overly large T-shirt, folding up the hospital gown I was once wearing. I threw the gown on the corner of the bed, making my way over to Justin. He still stared at me with large lines forming on his forehead, waiting for an explanation. "Are those for me?" I asked, pointing at the gorgeous flowers he held, feeling like I could collapse at any moment. "Yeah," the fit young man answered, handin
KAHLAN AND CARLY Carly and her father, Robert, entered the home of Kahlan Redding, ready to create an evening that Kahlan would never forget. "Wow, this place is nice," Robert complimented, sounding memorized. He didn't take much notice in the young girls home the last time he was here. Carly ignored the comment and went straight to the kitchen. "I thought she was going to be here." "No. That wouldn't make it a surprise dad," she replied, with the slight roll of her eyes. "Damon said he'd have her here by seven, if he finds her, which doesn't give us much time." They heard a clatter from upstairs. "Or maybe she's already here." "I'll start dinner and you wrestle up the guest of honor," the pilot replied. Carly nodded and ran up the stairs. She opened the bedroom door to see me leaning on the dresser, daydreaming. "Kahlan." I blinked, as I was now aware that Carly was in my doorway. "Hey. What are you doing here?" "I have a surprise for you," she began with a smile, "So,