About: Brothers & Sisters
Disclaimer: I don’t own Brothers & Sisters – written with love, not for money.
Summary: Ingredients: Take a couple of Walkers, add a few Wandells, a pinch of Holden and a Caplan formerly known as Harper, a dash of Altamirano and Whitley, a teaspoon of Byrolt, Paresa and Salazar and (for added flavor only) a Barry&McCallister. Mix and shake…and… watch it explode.
Warning: It is my very own season 7, you guys! Go with it! ;) Don’t complain! If YOU can do better, post your own story! (I dare you!)
“The only thing that this food-critic can say without a doubt is, that though Café 429 has been completely remodeled and it all looks fresh and new, the food is of the same high quality it always was.” Olivia reads out loud. “Wow, he really likes you, Scotty.”
“At least, this time I knew who Frank N Wiener was.” Scotty smiles.
“Here. Read this.”
“Seriously, Kevin? The Skinny Minnie?”
“Yeah, why not. Here. Our favorite soap-actor is back. Always-a-pleasure-to-look-at Chad Barry was seen last night, in the company of his equally beautiful husband, Jason McCallister.
They were seen as they were leaving Café 429, the restaurant owned by Chad’s former lover Kevin Walker and his husband and chef-cook Scotty Wandell. – Hey, I got a mention. Dan Silk hasn’t forgotten me -….”
“Kev!” Scotty warns.
“… The restaurant had been closed for nearly 3 weeks in all, as remodeling had taken a bit longer than expected. But now that the doors are open again, Chad and Jason had to be the first to try the new menu and they came back looking more satisfied than the cat who ate the canary.
Chad Barry: I would recommend this place to everyone. The chef is amazing, the food delicious and the prices are reasonable as well. Even though the restaurant was booked full, there was a sense of privacy when we were eating. Really, everyone, go and try it out yourselves.”
“He still will have to pay for his next meal at my place, no matter how much he promotes me…” Scotty says, but he grins from ear to ear.
“It’s official, we’re a success!”
“Yes, well, all nice and well, let’s see if Café 429 still has customers by the end of next week.”
“So pragmatic. I think that’s so sexy in a man.” Kevin pretends to swoon.
“Behave!” Scotty warns Kevin, but he might as well have been talking to the wall. Everyone is still excited by the previous evening and by the raving reviews that come in through the newspapers and the internet.
“Come on, kids, get ready…. Mateo! Mateo! It’s almost time for you to leave.” Scotty yells, before he turns to Kevin. “Are you sure Mateo is alright? He’s usually one of the first ones up and hardly ever leaves without breakfast.”
“He said he was alright when I knocked on his door this morning.”
“I lied..” Mateo comes and lets himself drop on one of the kitchen-chairs. Kevin feels Mateo’s forehead.
“You don’t have a fever.”
“I know. I just feel…. like I should take a sick-day.”
Kevin looks at Scotty.
“That is … unusual for you. You’re usually the first one ready to go to school.” Kevin says.
“Right now… All I want to do is go back to bed.” Mateo answers and he sounds so depressed that Kevin sits down next to him.
“Do you have a test today, that you didn’t study for?” Kevin asks. Mateo shakes his head. “Are you in trouble with someone? Being bullied?” Mateo shakes his head. “You just want a little 24-hour stomach-bug?” Mateo nods. “Alright! Stomach-bug it is… I’ll call him in sick.” Kevin tells Scotty, before turning back to Mateo.
“I’m not going to make a habit of this, Mateo. You’re good in school, I don’t want your grades to slip.”
“They won’t. I’m sure that I’ll feel better tomorrow.” Mateo answers.
“Upstairs then and back to bed. No going outside and stay off the internet.”
Mateo trudges away and Scotty turns to Kevin.
“What was that all about?”
“I don’t know, but maybe it has something to do with that head-ache last night. Just because you’re not sick with high fever, doesn’t mean you can’t feel terrible.”
“I agree.” Scotty nods. “Will you check on him later? I’ll drop off Daniel at Jordan and then bring Elizabeth and Olivia to school. My turn to drive.” He gives Kevin a quick kiss on the head and leaves Kevin alone to clean up the kitchen at their house, while Scotty will focus on the kitchen of the restaurant.
“Tommy, did you get a chance to speak to Kevin last night? I want to know when I can have Elizabeth back.” Julia asks. Tommy ties his tie before he answers.
“I don’t know, Jules.”
“Is Kevin stalling this? He’s not her father and …”
“Wait, before you get all angry with Kevin… He already has the paperwork ready to be signed. All I have to do is sign them and he’ll send in the request.”
“Why don’t you do it then? I want my baby back.” Julie asks.
“I felt it was too soon….”
“Why?” She asks and Tommy looks at her, wondering how he can carefully explain to her, that he even dreads to leave her alone with Billy or that he’s not convinced that Julia is ready to handle two kids.…
“I want to give Kevin time to adjust as well….”
“He had two weeks!”
“And he just got back…” Tommy reminds her.
“Since when do you care about his feelings or anyone else’s?” She lashes out and Tommy is taken aback. Her words sting, but he can understand where she’s coming from
“Since I’ve been busy trying to be a better person, Jules. We turned his life upside down. And, yes, you’re just as responsible for that as I am. And, in all fairness, we cannot march back and throw his life upside down all over again. Would it really kill either of us if, this time, we let Kevin deal with his feelings on his own terms and not ours?”
Julia turns away.
“No. No, of course not. I just …. I want my baby back.”
“You can see her whenever you want.”
“Yes, at Kevin’s place. Or under Scotty’s supervision…”
“They are her guardians now.” Tommy points out.
“Her room is nearly finished. I want her to sleep in her bed. I want to walk in to that room and find my baby sleeping there.” Julia nearly cries.
“I’ll talk to Kevin.” Tommy promises with a sigh.
“I’m so sorry, mr Dunberry. I don’t understand it either.”
“It either got lost or…” Mr Dunberry leaves the rest of the remark to hang between Tyler and himself.
“Is there a problem?” Cleo asks, joining Tyler.
“Mr Dunberry has lost an expensive watch…”
“It’s not even the fact that it was expensive, but… it belonged to my father… he gave it to me just before he died. The emotional value is … priceless.”
“I understand.” Cleo nods. “Are you sure it didn’t fall under the bed or behind the bed?”
“We checked…” Tyler sighs. “We checked the bathroom too… I’m so sorry, Mr Dunberry, if it is really not with your luggage either we will contact our insurance company naturally.”
“Very well, you’ll hear from me.” Mr Dunberry turns away and marches back to the elevators.
“Do you believe him?” Tyler asks. Cleo shrugs.
“I think I do. He always comes here. I think this must be his 15th or 16th year in this hotel and he has never filed a complaint before… I’m not saying that this makes him 100% honest, but… I don’t know. He doesn’t seem the type of man to fake a theft.”
“I agree. Our conversations have always been amicably and I somehow don’t believe it either that he would make this up. I believe he’s genuinely upset…”
“You do realize that, if we’re right and he isn’t faking it, and it stays lost…. Then…”
“It means that we have a thief in our team.” Tyler nods.
Nora pulls at her t-shirt. It’s actually a little too short, but it’s her favorite ‘work-shirt’. She has pulled down the ladder to the attic and it’s her firm intend to clean up the mess upstairs, when a voice stops her.
“Up here, Saul.” Nora tells him.
“What are you up to?” Saul casts a worried look at the stairs.
“I’m going up there and clean up William’s corner.” Nora says with a determined face.
“William’s corner?” Saul asks.
“There’s a part of the attic that has a lot of old boxes that holds all sorts of personal things from William, from before we were married. Even after his death and all the secrets we uncovered I never thought to go through those boxes, because they’ve been up there for 45-50 years.
I’ve always felt that. as they were from a time before Ojai Foods, Holly, Connie and embezzlements, they were irrelevant. But then, a few months ago, a woman shows up at my doorstep, who’s telling me that I’m her aunt, because her mother, was William’s sister.
You have no idea how silly I felt. I was married to him for nearly 40 years and I never knew that I had a sister-in-law or a niece. Now, I can understand that he would hide a mistress… or two… I can understand that he didn’t want me to know about the embezzlement. Or about Ryan. But what so life-threatening about his sister and her family? Why couldn’t he tell me about them?”
“And you think the answer is in those boxes” Saul asks. Nora’s shoulders sink and she suddenly looks less determined.
“I don’t know. A part of me tells me to stop trying to understand William, that it’s just a waste of time and that, after all these years, it doesn’t matter anymore. His sister Sarah is dead too, his niece Samantha lives all the way in Alaska. We’ve always managed to survive without them, we can do that again…
When Samantha showed up here, she showed me all these letters that William had sent his sister and they gave such a different perspective of him. And somehow I felt that I had found the man that I used to love again. I wanted to settle the matter at first. I asked Anne, his former secretary, if she still had Sarah’s letters, but she said no.
Then, just after Christmas, Anne shows up at my doorstep. She tells me that she lied when I first asked her, out of some misplaced loyalty to William, but she had thought it over and… well, she couldn’t see any harm in them anymore, 5-6 years after William’s death. So she told me in which storage-box I could find them…”
“Did you find them?”
“Yes. I put all the letters on year, on date and I mingled them with William’s letters so that I’d get the chronological story.”
“What did you find out?”
“Everything and nothing…. Basically, it was what I knew already. He talked with pride about all his kids, even Kevin. He talked about our marriage and about Ojai and … He told her about Holly and Connie and Ryan… And… she told him about her life. How she lost 2 kids.. one through miscarriage, the other was still-born.
Then came Samantha and she was as happy as she could be. Samantha is going to love to read her mom’s letters…. … But … it’s also what they don’t write about… Their past. There is no one reference to their lives prior the period to when they met again, aside from Sarah’s suggestion to let the past rest and William accepting her request.
Ida wasn’t the best the mother in the world and I don’t remember much about our father either, but … we don’t pretend it never happened, like they never existed. I never asked you to not talk about our past. Why should I ask for something like that?... So, why would Sarah? And why would William so quickly say yes?”
“William was never very talkative about his life before you came…. Perhaps you’ll never know the answer. It may not be in those boxes upstairs….” Saul warns.
“I know that. Still, I want to go up there and go through them.”
“Need any help?”
“I’d love that.” Nora smiles and she follows Saul up the attic. Saul is surprised by how clean it is.
“That’s right. You once did that yard-sale, when you tried to get money together for you office downstairs and your centre…”
“Right, but I didn’t get rid of everything…. That is what I’m talking about.” She points at about 25-30 boxes, which stand in the corner. They all have different sizes and they are all covered in a thick layer of dust. “William put them there, never touched them again, but he also refused to throw them away.”
Both brother and sister stare at the boxes, hands on their hips.
“There could be mummified bodies in there.” Saul says ghoulishly.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if I would find out that he was already married when he married me…. We haven’t had bigamy yet.” Nora offers as well.
“So, shall we have a look at what is in them?” Saul asks, seeing the doubtful look on his sister’s face. Nora seems to bite the inside of her cheek, while she considers what to answer, until she suddenly shrugs and moves forward.
“What the heck. Let’s open up those boxes.” She says.
End of part 1/4
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