Mis-steps part 2d
A little while later at Peter's house the police show up and find him in the garage. They read him the Miranda and start to cuff him.
"Wait a minute, this is all a mistake." Peter starts saying.
"Yeah sure, the only mistake here was that your unsuspecting victim trusted the likes of you." Andersen says.
"Come on, you know how these girls are."
"May I remind you that anything you say without an attorney present can be held against you in a court of law."
"She came on to me." He says.
"Yeah sure." They take him to jail. But not before Nancy walks by and decides to um accidentally cough on Peter.
Peter tries to go after Nancy.
The policemen stop him.
"Enjoy jail you little sack of ....." Nancy says before walking away towards her car.
"If I were her I would've done worse than cough on you. You got lucky." Andersen says
Peter fumes.
They take him to jail. While Nancy drives away not knowing where she's headed.
She sees Nicholas walking home from school but going in the opposite direction of home.
She pulls over. "Hey kid going my way?"
"You going home?" he asks.
"No, but I can give you a ride." She says planning to drop him off and then leave. Hoping that her father and Abby don't know that she's left.
"I'm not ready to go home yet."
"Nicholas where were you planning to go before I showed up?"
"I don't know, maybe to the park."
"Do Dad and Abby know?"
"No."
She takes him home and inside and tries to slip out before Tom and Abby notice her. They're not in the room so she makes it out of there and drives away again.
One hour later David drops by.
"How's Elizabeth?" He asks Mary.
"She's still asleep, but they arrested the little punk."
"Good." He sits down.
"Don't you have a date or something?"
"Not tonight besides I haven't been around here enough." He goes upstairs and knocks on the boys door.
Nancy calms down a bit, but starts feeling worse due to the flu and decides to come home. She sneaks onto the sun porch and hits the couch that's there.
Mary comes out. "Where the hell have you been?"
"Leave me alone." She grouses.
"You know Elizabeth needs you and needs to know that she can count on you to be here. So stop letting your ego take control it's really getting old."
"She doesn't need me getting her sick does she? Ok I was an idiot to leave the house but I'm here for her now if she needs me. Now will you please get out of here and leave me alone. I don't need any lectures tonight all right."
"You didn't seem too sick to go driving around."
"Mary I mean it leave me alone."
"Oh you got it." Mary snaps.
She wraps the blanket around her and tries her best to fall asleep.
~I really hate this couch.~
::achoo:: Moments later her whole body is wracked with coughing.
Back to the kitchen.
"That brat." Mary mutters under her breath. She sees the look Nicholas gives her. "Nancy's the brat Nicholas. You are much more mature than her."
Moments later Susan enters the sunporch.
"Unless you want the flu I suggest you run for your life. It's not safe on this porch." Nancy warns her.
"I'll take my chances." Susan says "Where did you run off to earlier?"
"For a drive. I saw the police arrest him." She tells her sister.
"They did. That's great." Susan says "Does Elizabeth know yet?"
"Not that I know of but she is the one who pressed charges."
"That's true. Does the rest of the family know?"
"I'm sure Dad and Abby know I don't know about the others."
"Okay." Susan says "Is there anything I can get you?"
"Something to drink if you don't mind."
"What would you like? Juice? Water?"
"Juice."
"Okay" Susan says and returns a few moments later with some juice "I hope orange juice is alright that's all we have."
"It's fine thank you."
"You're welcome." Susan says
Upstairs:
"Come on Tommy open up." David says.
Tommy opens the door.
David walks in. "How ya been?"
"You mean you didn't hear about my suspension?"
"No I didn't, what happened?"
Tommy goes in detail.
"I guess I'm supposed to say violence is never the way like I always do but I don't feel like saying that."
"I already got that from Dad and Abby."
"Yeah but I can understand why you did it."
"It felt pretty good too."
"I'm sure it did, but..."
"But?"
"Tommy it's not the answer. It won't heal Elizabeth any sooner."
"I know what you are saying but you should have seen him laughing David."
"He was laughing?" David starts to anger.
"I just couldn't just let him stand there."
"No I suppose not."
"Luckily Dad and Abby wasn't too hard on me." Tommy replies
"Yeah really."
Tommy's stomach starts grumble..."Is dinner ready?"
"Let's go check."
They go downstairs.
Tom and Abby walk in.
"The delinquent is home." Mary says.
"Any worse for the wear?"
"She's very irritable."
"Any idea why?"
"No, and I kind of read her the riot act so I don't think she would've told me anyway."
"She up in bed?"
"Nope, on the sun porch, she doesn't want to get Elizabeth sick."
"OK, here goes nothing." Abby grabs a fresh box of tissues and goes to the sun porch.
"I thought you might need these," she says to Nancy by way of hello.
"Thanks." She says quietly.
"You look like a person suffering from more than the flu."
"How come you wouldn't talk to me earlier but when Tommy hit him you talked to him right away?" Nancy decides to be direct about it.
"Talk to you about what? That you saw Peter? You weren't alone at the time. You had Noah."
"No about the gun."
"Oh." Abby hesitates. "Maybe because with Tommy is was pretty clear, but with that gun...it's got to do with a lot of things besides what it has to do with."
"Like what?"
"I don't like guns."
"I don't either, and I don't know what came over me that day. It's pretty scary to think about what might have happened if Dad hadn't of stopped me."
"Something pretty big must have come over you. It's not like the gun was that easy to get at."
"He hurt my little sister."
"And so you had to kill him."
"I admit at the time there's nothing else I wanted to do. But thinking
it over I'm glad I didn't get the chance."
"So am I."
Nancy's about to say something but turns away so the sneeze doesn't hit Abby.
Abby starts to say something, but just hands Nancy a tissue.
"Thank you and not just for the tissue."
"You're not angry at me anymore?"
"No, I shouldn't have been in the first place, are you still angry at me?"
"It wasn't really you I was angry at, which, I guess, is why I didn't come talk to you in the first place."
"Then who were you angry with?"
"Who did I talk to about it?"
"Dad?"
"Got it in one."
"But he didn't know I was going to do that." She says in a raspy voice as she starts to lose her voice.
"Maybe you ought to go up to bed," Abby suggests.
"I'll get Elizabeth sick if I sleep in there. I probably already got you sick."
"I've be sharing a room with Bubonic Tom. If he hasn't gotten me sick, no one can. And if he hasn't gotten me sick, don't be so sure you'll get Elizabeth sick."
"Good point." She takes the tissues with her on her way upstairs.
"She didn't look good." Mary says. "One less for dinner?"
"One less at the table, one more for a tray in bed."
"Got it." Mary starts some soup for Nancy. "Should we call Dr. Max?"
"It's just the flu. Bed rest and liquids. No need to bother him."
"Ok."