August 20, 2008
It’s 39 days to go until the start of season 3 in America.
There are 39 episodes for season 1 and 2. (Not taking the unaired episode in account or the original pilot, as not everybody can see those)
I started to watch the episodes again. One episode a day.
And then I got the plan to write a small scene for every episode. (Never more than 1 page long)
2.11 The missionary imposition
Disclaimer: B&S doesn’t belong to me. Written with love, not for money.
Summary: Lena gives everything one last look
She came here with very little and left with even less, for when she came here she still had her dignity, her self-assurance, her heart was intact as was her pride. But now…. Lena sighs. One last look over the vineyards in the last light. God, it was so beautiful here. She had so enjoyed her work at first. How could she have been this stupid? She wipes away her tears, sitting behind the wheel of her car, she’s ready to leave, but she can’t break free yet.
She liked Tommy from the moment she met him. His dry sense of humor, his friendly smile. Sure, sometimes he was hard to work for, very demanding, but that had pleased her. She wanted to be asked the impossible, so she could prove to him and to herself and others that she wasn’t some dumb blonde. But then she had fallen in love with him, or so she thought. And she wanted to believe that he really liked her too.
Not long after Julia left, she went by his place to drop off some documents and she saw his beautiful house and she knew once again, this was what she wanted too. She had gone home, her head filled with daydreams of him and her and the child and the house and the money he earned. She wouldn’t have to work, she could take care of Lizzie, she was good with children. And, yes, her dream did not include Julia.
But then Tommy broke up with her. And she did her last attempt to get him back, but then there was Julia. She had seen the difference in the way Tommy looked at Julia and the way he had looked at her, Lena. What she had with Tommy was nothing serious to Tommy, the only serious things in his life were Julia, Lizzie and Walker Landing.
So she had tried it with Justin… Justin was fun, sexy and hot, but he missed that drive in his life, the one Tommy had. Justin was satisfied with very little, but Lena dreamed of more. She became more and more aware that she was everyone’s dirty little secret. Someone good for casual sex, but not to build a relationship with. And she was done with that. She dreamed of all the things she never had when she grew up. A loving family. To feel loved and protected. Safe. With a man who loved her, with who she would have children, a house, a steady income, a dog, the white picket fence.
And that person was not going to be Tommy. And it was not going to be Justin… Maybe there shouldn’t be anybody, for the time being. It was time to be alone, without a man in her life. First she had to make sure she was no longer screwed up in her head. Holly was right. She needed space and time… She sighed. She was even more alone now. No lover, no friend like Rebecca, no job, no income and a broken heart. She heard a noise. A text-message. From Holly.
“Sorry for everything, will pay you until the end of next month, so you will not have to worry about your financial situation. Stay away from Tommy and Justin. Build up your own life. You are smart, pretty and worth it. Don’t waste your life crying over Tommy. Take care. Holly.” And Lena smiles. That is one problem solved. And now she will go to Justin and break up with him and after that…. She doesn’t know yet. But when she drives off, she knows she already reclaimed one special thing. Hope.