It
began with the numbers. Just visible from the window of the transport, they
marked her destination. It started softly at first....a slow repetition, a
drill...
164 Caraway Drive.....164 Caraway Drive.....Always
remember, this is important.....164 Caraway Drive....164 Caraway Drive
Alexis
shook her head as she pulled the port into the drive, trying to rid it of the
relentless buzzing. ~ I need a vacation ~ crossed her mind as Deanna came up to
meet her. "Good. Here we are, and I think Will beat us home. You're in
luck." Deanna's amusement was suddenly quelled by the unsettling cloud of
emotion which seemed to cling to her companion. "Hey, Lexie, are you OK?
What is it?"
"What?
Oh no nothing....just a little chill. Probably leftover from the office. This
case is hell. But the shadow in the younger woman's eyes betrayed her.
A
chill now ran through Deanna as well as she recalled the same dark essence
reflected from her own eyes the night before. She put a protective arm around
her young friend. "Come on, then. Let's get you inside, shall we?"
She
had hoped the house would offer her a chance at relief. But as Alexis stepped
through the doorway, the sensation shifted and intensified. It was like walking
into a long ago dream. Everything had a taste, a feel that she felt sure she
was supposed to
know but couldn't quite reach.
"Will,
where are you?"
Deanna's
voice sounded odd through the ringing in Alexis's ears. She didn't hear his
response as the desperate need to further feel out here surroundings got the
better of her for the time being. She needed to move, with an urgency like she
had never known before. "Can I use your bathroom?" she asked abruptly
as Will rounded the corner.
Deanna
smiled. "Of course. Umm --" she gave a puzzled look to Will who was
making an odd gesture. "Use the one upstairs, OK? Third door on your
left." Will nodded slowly in approval.
"OK,
thanks. I'll be right back." She paused to look from one to the other
before heading up the stairs. ~ Whatever that's about, I do not want to know. ~
As
soon as their guest was out of sight (and ear shot), Deanna moved into Will's
arm's. "I'm worried about her," she answered his unasked question. "She's
had quite a day at work and her emotional resistance is shot tonight. She needs
good company and a good distraction." Her eyes shifted to the downstairs
bathroom that Will had wanted their guest to avoid. She looked back up at her
husband, one eyebrow raised in amusement. "I take it that Mr. Peepers's
bath did not go well."
Will
grimaced. "I hate cats. Why'd we get the thing anyway?"
Deanna
laughed out loud. "Because Mandy has had you hopelessly wrapped around her
little finger from the moment she was born, and you know it. Were is she
anyway, I thought I told her I wanted her in on school nights?"
Will
put up a hand to quash the irritation he saw growing in her eyes before it got
out of hand. "I told her she could go to Sara's for dinner. Her mom will
bring her back before 10:00 and her homework was done before she left."
Satisfied
she turned her attention back to her guest who had yet to return from the
bathroom. "I'd better go check on Lexie, she's been gone quite a while,
and something about her doesn't feel right tonight."
Deanna
moved slowly upstairs focusing on the strange emotions she was sensing from the
young woman before her, bracing herself for whatever the source might be. She
checked the bathroom, finding the door open and the room empty. Moving back
down the hall, she saw the one thing she had never expected. The door to the
long empty spare room was slightly ajar. ~ Odd. How would she have managed to
find her way in there? ~
When
Deanna stepped into the room, the earlier chill that had just now begun to fade
suddenly swept back over her full force. Alexis stood alone in the middle of
the bare room, staring blankly out the window, much as Deanna had done the
night before. For a moment the familiarity of the sight was almost eerie. She
stepped up behind Alexis and lightly tapped her shoulder. She never moved, or
even blinked. "How did you end up here, Lex? It's easy to get twisted
around up here, but --"
"Someone
was here.....I could here her laughing. I came in, thinking, I - I don't know
what. When I got here....." She gestured absently to the empty room.
Had
Deanna herself been in a more normal state of mind, she might have been
shocked, even frightened at the state that had befallen the normal unshakable
person before her. As it was she saw only a frightened, vulnerable, young
woman, and every instinct within her ached to protect her. She reached out and
put her arms protectively around her, guiding her to the door. "Let's go.
Will is dying to get you to try his latest creation." As they left, Deanna
could almost swear she heard the sound of soft laughter as the door closed
behind them.
Things
improved steadily from that point. Alexis warmed to Will almost immediately.
The talked throughout the meal about everything and nothing at all. Deanna
smiled and enjoyed the lightness that had replaced the clouded emotions of
earlier that evening. The story of Mister Peepers's bath was relayed to a
chorus of much laughter, and they had moved on to after dinner drinks when
Amanda's voice suddenly sounded through the hallway.
"Mom,
Daddy?"
Deanna
walked to the doorway and motioned to her daughter, temporarily blocking
Alexis's view of the girl. "Hi there, sweetheart. How was Sara's?"
Amanda
hugged her mother in response. "Oh, it was great, thanks. You aren't mad
at me are you Mom?"
"Well,
no. You were back at a reasonable hour, and Daddy said you had all your
homework done, so I'll let it slide......this time. Now come over here, we have
company. You know Alexis from the office?"
It was then that Alexis looked up and smiled. As she looked into the face of Mandy Riker, all she knew was the shattering of the glass that fell from her hand.