The Unexpected Visit

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Day: December 2 Time ??

The next day went as usual. Work, home, and the computer. Samuel Scott Gray found himself looking at the screen of his computer daydreaming of what might possibly happen with Katherine. Every five minutes he refreshed his Myspace page just hoping beyond hope that maybe she would message him back.

And, finally, she did. At eight thirty he opened the message only to read the answer to his question of "Do you wanna hang out some time?" was not answered. She completely ignored it and started talking about her favorite type of coffee at Starbucks. She was blunter than usual, and did not seem like her normal, eyepatch loving (and wearing) self. In fact, it almost seemed that she was in an awful hurry and just wanted to say something to Sam because it was rude not to reply back to someone's message who you had been flirting with online. Of course, Sam did not even notice her seemed quickness but instead just noticed the fact that she had not answered his question. Angry more at himself than at her, he logged off not leaving a reply and turned off his blasted computer. He sat there staring blankly at the blank, black screen until he went to scratch between his eyebrows and noticed an eye-watering stink. It smelled strangely of sunflower seeds and horse manure. As if he were a manure-shoveler and as he worked ate sunflower seeds. But, however Sam wasn't a manure-shoveler nor had he eaten sunflower seeds in any time recent. Sam hurriedly went to take a shower.

After about an hour of furious scrubbing of his body and especially his under arms, he decided he had had enough of water for a few days. Sam had a phobia of being in water too long. He thought that if a person became prune-y too often then they could, perhaps stay prune-y. But, maybe that was just the Irish superstition in him talking.

Since no one was at home, Sam did not find it necessary to dress immediately after taking a shower like he usually did. Sam was not a gawky fellow, but rather, he was quite bulky - but not in a muscular way. Sam had a beer belly that did not come from drinking beer and no chest hair. He told everyone he shaved it off because it made him itchy underneath his starch work shirt. But the truth was, he just didn't have any. But, why would it matter to anyone when no one was at home. So, naked Sam walked toward the kitchen with hopes of a ham and cheese hot pocket.

In order to get to the kitchen from the bathroom Sam had to go through the living room. And who to his surprise and embarrassment would be there but his own parents back early from their trip to Rio.

"Uh...Son?" Fred Gray was a man whose proportions were nothing like those of his son. He was six foot tall and creepily thin and muscular for a man of 47, who by the way, never went to the gym.

"Sh...." Sam started to say but then remembered his mother's rule of "no cursing." This rule had affected on Sam, for he dearly hated the taste of soap. And as long as he was "under her roof" he would have to abide by "her rules."

Sam had started to run away when he noticed someone behind his parents staring wide-eyed and mouth opened at him. Without one complete word he was back in his room in .78 seconds and had a pair of sweats and a t-shirt on in a record time. Not wanting to go outside his room to face his early arrived parents and certainly not the wide-eyed girl behind them. But, he thought it better to show his confidence in himself rather than the lack there of by not going outside his bed room until the mystery "she" left.

Once outside fully clothed his mother met him with an embrace that was as awkward as all his mother's hugs were. She was a petite, curvy woman with a kind face and the bluest ocean-like eyes. Fortunately for Sam, she had passed on her best feature and not her worst. Which were in fact her teeth. They were horribly crooked,tellow as chalk, and sadly unfixable. The orthodontist explained that if she were to have braces, her top teeth would fall out because they had short roots, and her bottom jaw would come forward leaving her with the bull dog effect. But, even with her screwed up teeth, her husband Fred still found her the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Sam's mother ushered him into the living room to greet his father and meet the person she called Katherine.

"Hey dad," Sam tried to avoid having to look at the person who had surely "looked" at him for as long as possible.

"So do you always prance around naked while we're away?" His father joked.

"Yeah..." Sam said sheepishly. But it was actually very true.

"This," the mother offered, "is Katherine. She's from France. And she is here on study abroad. She's going to college in the fall and is going to stay with us for the whole year! Isn't that exciting?!" Sarah Gray was a woman of much excitement. It was amazing that she was not actually jumping up and down at this moment. "So that is why we came home early. We had forgotten until I had checked my calender and realized that she was going to be at our home," she grabbed Katherine's hand, "her new home, before we even were! Isn't that funny?!" She laughed her feminine giggle all the way into the kitchen. Fred followed closely behind leaving Sam alone with yet another Katherine.

"Bonjour. Je m'appelle Katherine." She said ever-so-sweetly to Sam. He had not had to take a language during his years at Winter Park High because he took another elective to cover it. So, he really had no clue what the crap she was saying.

"Do you speak English?"

"Uh...eh leetel. I teech to do it." She said cautiously, trying to select the proper words.

"You teach?...oh, oh you mean you are going to learn to do it."

"Oui. Oui. Learn. You teach moi?" She pointed to Sam as she said "you" and herself when she said "moi."

"I..uh..sure. I don't know French though. So I don't think I will be a very good teacher." He enunciated each syllable as if she were deaf, and not just French.

"Je will teach, oui?"

"Uh, oui?"

She laughed a cute little Frenchwoman giggle and then said, "C'est un bon début." Which actually means, "You are off to a good start." Of course he had no clue what she could possible have said, but maybe that made him all the more attracted to her. The fact that she could say or call him anything intrigued him.

So for the rest of the day Sam Gray did not once think of Allison, Merilee, Margo, or the old man who supposedly was his future self, nor did he think of the other Katherine who loved pirates. No, for once all Samuel Scott Gray was the very French Exchange Student, Katherine Cellier.

Sam couldn't stop smiling for his new found luck of a pretty girl staying with him. He had been told by Daniel that his smile, was his best quality and that when he smiled his cute little dimples showed. He suddenly realized that, he had almost completely forgot about Daniel. He found it hard to even picture him in his mind, but when he did he knew, that Dan was the one who died in dreams. This suddenly terrified him, he hadn't seen heard from or thought of Dan since last summer. It was like he had been erased from existence.

Katherine looked at Sam's puzzled face and said, "Ça va?" Sam responded with, "Ce n'est rien, je vais très bien!" Katherine's mouth shot open and she stared at Sam. He look back as if to say what's wrong, "what you asked me if I was OK I answered you, what," still looking puzzled she inquired, "Monsieur you say you won't talk Français?" He replied, "I can't speak French. You asked in English, and I answered in English. "No Monsieur Sam you talk in Français then." Sam tilted his head. "You're joking with me, right? How can I speak a language without knowing it?" Katherine answered, "I know not, monsieur, but you did."

To say Sam was confused would be an understatement. He thought for a moment that she might just be pulling his leg, but he saw in her deep emerald eyes that she was telling the truth.

Sam began to ponder that if Dan and last summer had gone from his mind maybe other things could be missing too. He began to wonder what else could be missing. Before Sam could get too far into his thoughts to find anything, Sam was distracted by a loud bang of the front door being kicked open. Sam and Katherine quickly ran too the door only to find Old Man Sam with a gun. He pointed it at Katherine and shot her dead.

Sam went over to Katherine who now lay in a pool of blood he was about to perform CPR, when the old man put a chloroform covered rag over Sams mouth he began to fight and let out muffled cries, for it took a few minutes before Sam fell unconscious and was carried away by Old Man Sam. "You're going to thank me for doing that later." whispered Old Man Sam in Sam's ear.

Katherine, the french exchange student, when the paramedics arrived they were unable to revive her and she was taken to the Arnold Palmer Hospital where she pronounced DOA. On learning what had happened Merilee and Ali quickly went to the hospital to find out what had happened to her and Sam.

Merilee and Ali arrived outside the hospital just as hoards of people began to leave it appeared as though there were some sort of mass evacuation. A running boy helping Katherine run, almost dragging her along, came up to them just as an the hospital exploded; they were all thrown into the air by the blast.

Later when everyone was being checked over for injuries, Merilee and Ali saw a patient, who was on a gurney about to be transported to another nearby hospital via an ambulance. They asked semi-conscious friend of theirs what had happened in the hospital and she replied, "That boy saved us, he sounded the alarm, about the bomb. He made sure he got as many out as possible. He sed his name was Didier." She was suddenly loaded up into the ambulance and it sped off. Merilee and Ali looked at each other again in shock. Yet again this mysterious boy had popped up.

They noticed he was standing beyond the police tape chatting to someone the recognised him from pictures they had seen in Margos scapbook; they weren't going to let him slip away like the other. They ran after him, he tried to run, but was tackled to the floor by Merilee who said to the shocked Didier, "You're not getting away too."

Then Ali asked him. "What exactly happened? Why did the hospital blow up?" He immediately answered. "Things have been set into motion that you couldn't possibly comprehend. Starting with my and Sam's arrival here. Culminating in the events of tonight and it's only going to get worse." Ali had a puzzled look on her face. "Sam's arrival? But, Sam has lived here his entire life! What do you mean?" She waited patiently for an answer.

Didier was having trouble not explaining too much to his captors the less they knew the better one thing he did know was that they were possibly more closer to finding Margo, Sam, the other Sam, Dan and once they were found this could all be resolved. "I didn't mean your Sam. Stop with the questions please. I got too much on my mind to deal with you inquisition."

Didier deep down wanted to tell everything, but he knew that if they knew, it could have dyer conciquences. They would learn things that they aren't meant to know, yet, but if they discover it on their own, al be it as a result of their presance here theres nothing he can do about it. He isn't a naturally secretive person, even though he may appear to be. He also considered himself to be terrible at keeping secrets.

Suddeny a car pulled into their lane from a nearby junction it was Sam's Dad's car it was being driven by Old Sam they saw movement in the back then young Sam's face appear at the back window he was gagged they sped up to catch him but the Sam's Dad's car ran a red light and was blindsided it began to spin until it ran out of momentum and came to a hault steam poured out of the front of the car Old Sam lay unconscious on the dashboard which his face had smashed off the air bag had not deployed his face was bloody and was press against the car horn which blaired the others looked on in shock they feared for young Sam.

Luckily the car had stopped close to the side of the road they all got out of their car and ran over to them Didier confirmed that old man Sam was dead by feeling his pulse but young Sam was fine if not a bit shaken up the girls untied him he quickly jumped out of the car. "You!" He exclaimed. "I've been kidnapped in a car accident and strange memories that aren't mine and this all started when you came to town now I don't know whats going on but im pretty sure you do now i want some answers!" Didier now was in an awkward position he didn't want to give away too much yet but they did deserve answers. So he began to explain. "You were just kidnapped by a future version of yourself to prevent a terrible thing from happening, you're lucky you were in that accident or we'd have never been able to save you, no those memories are not yours they're mine and if you want more answers, you want to find Margo and you want to fix this whole horrible mess you'll come with me to see Dan in The Shadowy Plane." Sam and the girls looked at Didier with a vacant stare. "But, Dans dead?" Sam, was confused to say the least. "Yes of course he is, but we cant hold that against him now can we?"