A Collaboration between Bron and Suzie
Her head rested on
his broad shoulder as they flew first class back to Los Angeles.
Angel was mentally, physically and emotionally drained. As she
and Nick went to bed only hours earlier, she slurred she needed
a vacation after these past two trips.
my life," Nick replied while spooning behind her. He had
a more stressful day and wasn't able to finish the birthday
plans he started since last week. In the wee hours of the morning,
Nick called A.J. for help. A.J. agreed, he knew his younger
brother was burning the candle at both ends.
"It's a beautiful,
sunny day in Los Angeles. 88 degrees is the high." The
Captains' voice vibrated throughout the cabin.
Marybeth and Sheridan
were seated as a couple, much to the dismay of Kevin. He had
trouble seeing his assistant as she took the window seat and
Marybeth's height protected Sheridan from his prying eyes. He
would swing forward and so would Marybeth. Yep, they were all
plotting against him.
Kevin requested a
glass of water from the stewardess as she passed by his seat.
When she returned, she also dropped two capsules of Tylenol
in the palm of his outstretched hand. Giving her a timid smile,
he said his thanks and gulped them down. She then handed him
a pillow and blanket to rest.
"Is it that
obvious?" Kevin chuckled.
Leaning down as to
not disturb the other passengers, she whispered, "No. Your
friends told me that you may need a little TLC on the flight."
Biting the inside
of his cheek, he nodded. "I'm all set, thanks." He
then closed his eyes as he tried to get comfortable. 'Friends
my ass,' he scolded them in his head.
The obnoxious laughter
from Angel still resonated in his ears from earlier that morning.
It started a chain reaction in the hotel lobby as the gang waited
for the van to transport them to the airport. Marybeth's eyes
were swollen from tears of laughter. She was wearing her glasses
because she had to take out her contacts last night after one
fell out and was lost. Even Sheridan couldn't hold back laughing
in her boss's face. It was so bad Nick excused himself to the
men's room before he caught the laughing bug. Kevin sat slouched
in a lobby chair with a frown. As if the banging in his head
didn't warrant for a bad day, Angelina's snorting would insure
Kevin remained miserable.
Kevin tried to focus
on Sheridan; it proved futile since a marching band seemed to
be thundering around in his head. All he wanted to do was talk
to her about last night. He had struggled since he woke to put
the pieces together of what the hell had happened. He thought
maybe he had done some Karaoke but he wasn't real clear on it.
To top it off, it was Angel's birthday. Nick was stressing over
his girlfriend's birthday plans and had confided in Kevin he
needed help. Nick felt horrible that he didn't realize when
her birthday was and was short on time to plan "the perfect
birthday celebration." Of course, Kevin ended up helping
with Nick's plans.
never noticed the stress from her boyfriend. Even with all the
shit hitting the fan with his family the past week. Nick had
mastered hiding his emotions around the ones he loved for so
many years, Angel was fooled as well. This would later haunt
him, but on a different subject matter all together. Therefore,
Kevin had to be nice to Angel regardless. Kevin bit his tongue
before he said something he would be in trouble for later.
Nick appeared to
be resting in his seat but he was running through the events
of the day in his head. Howie, Brian and A.J were all set with
the plans. Nick almost had a cow when Angel insisted they go
back to his apartment to do laundry. Nick had everything all
set to take place at the girls' apartment. A little white lie
will have to do. Nick just prayed that Brian was able to find
his spare key to Angel's apartment and set it up.
Meanwhile, back in
Los Angeles, Leighanne and Brian were trying to locate the key
as well as Nick's birthday present for Angel in his apartment.
"You can tell
he rushed out of here. This place looks like a tornado swept
through it." Leighanne said with a bit of disgust in her
voice. She picked up an ashtray and dumped its contents in a
Brian could tell
Leighanne wasn't thrilled with the condition of Nick's apartment
or the fact that he smoked. "Be careful we don't lose Baylee
in his bedroom," she called to Brian as she began organizing
Nick's living room.
really use a woman's touch in this apartment. How long before
Angelina moves in here?"
Brian nearly dropped
the box in his hand. He found Nick's gift to Angel. "Oh,
not long. If the paparazzi don't drive them together, this gift
will." Brian held out the box to show Leighanne. Her mouth
dropped open, "Wow! That is beautiful." Leighanne
noticed Brian had removed the ribbon that held the present neatly
together. "BRIAN THOMAS LITTREL! You aren't supposed to
snoop! Your best friend trusts you to help him out, not invade
his privacy!" Annoyed, she stomped out of the room to find
Baylee. Luckily, he found the remote control and box of Lucky
Charms to entertain himself.
"Find the key
and let's go Brian." Leighanne demanded. She was surprised
at Brian's behavior. She would have to discuss it with him later
As Brian search through
the last pair of Nick's pants that lay on the bedroom floor,
he pulled out the keychain that belonged to Angel and Sheridan's
Picking up Baylee,
the family exited Nick's apartment and were on their way to
the girls' apartment.
Baylee said with a huge smile. Brian and Leighanne turned to
see who Baylee was talking to.
your name?" a man's hand approached the little boys'. Leighanne
moved away from the stranger, closer to Brian, to keep Baylee
out of danger.
The stranger backed off. "I didn't mean to scare you all."
the girl's neighbor immediately as he spotted a USP package
in his other hand. "Oh hi, you're Sheridan and Angelina's
neighbor right? I'm sorry, I forgot your name." A smile
crossed Brian's face and Leighanne knew it was safe.
he extended his hand towards Brian's.
is my wife, Leighanne, and our son, Baylee."
Baylee smiled as
Leighanne spoke, "Hi, nice to meet you."
Patrick noticed Brian
was opening up the girls' apartment. "Would you mind putting
this package on their table? It arrived on Saturday and I'm
on my way out of town. I'd hate to have Angelina miss out on
one of her birthday gifts."
accepted the package and they said their goodbyes. "Let's
hurry up and get out of here Brian. Baylee needs a nap soon."
Leighanne was growing impatient.
Brian headed down
the hall to Sheridan's room. Cracking the door open, he smiled
at the neatness of the room. From what he had gathered from
Nick, it almost took an act of congress to get Sheridan to Sundance.
Kevin had finally showed up and saved the day. "Good ole
Kev, riding to the rescue."
He bent down and
lifted the dust ruffle. Brian peered under the bed, he couldn't
see to the other side. "Geez, do you think you have enough
shoes Sheridan?" Dropping the ruffle he looked around the
room. "This isn't going to work. There is no room in here."
Brian headed towards
Sheridan's closet and then stopped. He looked at Leighanne who
now stood with her arms akimbo and a raised brow at him.
"I don't think
Sheridan would appreciate you in her room."
"Yeah, but if
I look, I could tell Kevin." Brian shot her a cheesy grin.
Brian exited the room and stood in the hallway.
"Give me a few
minutes, will ya?" Brian rolled his eyes. He went into
Angelina's bedroom with Leighanne hot on his heels.
"I don't like
you snooping in another woman's bedroom!"
Brian raised his
eyebrows in surprise, "Are you jealous Leighanne?"
A mischievous smile crossed his face.
Folding her hands
across her chest, Leighanne adamantly denied such accusations.
Brian giggled as
he walked towards Angel's closet, "Could have fooled me."
Brian opened up the double doors and was in awe. It was cluttered,
yet organized. It was packed with boxes, clothes, shoes, boots,
coats and computer supplies. Leighanne stood beside Brian as
she surveyed Angel's closet.
"I wonder what's
in all these Rubbermaid boxes?" Brian questioned.
hurry up" BANG "No snooping!" Leighanne yelled
out the end as she ran into the living room to see what Baylee
was doing and what the loud bang was.
Brian attempted to
lift up one of the lids, but the weight from the boxes on top
was too much. Determined to take a peek inside, he grabbed Angel's
step ladder. 'This must be for Sheridan's benefit,' he giggled
in his head. As Brian carefully maneuvered the top box down,
he let out a loud grunt. "Damn, this box is heavy! I wonder
what's inside?" he said to no one.
Leighanne came back
into the bedroom with Baylee in tow. "Brian, I'm taking
Baylee out to the car. He knocked over a vase with dried flowers
Brian's face paled.
"What kind of a vase was it?"
Brian, it's something we can definitely afford to replace."
Leighanne said with a bit of arrogance in her voice. "I
threw the pieces in their trashcan along with the dried flowers."
it doesn't hold any sentimental value. Go to the car. I'll be
down in a bit." Getting irritated, Brian decided to drop
it. He swung back to Angel's room to finish his investigation.
Brian would definitely be returning without his spouse this
evening. She was aggravating him and he was feeling the need
for some space.
the lid, Brian saw a bunch of VCR tapes. He picked up one and
read the label, "Black and Blue, Dallas Concert, August
2001," then another, "Black and Blue publicity tour,
Spain." Digging up one from the bottom, it looked different
from all the others and caught his attention. Pulling out a
white laminated case, he saw a picture of what he guessed was
a very, young Nickolas and the title, "Griswold, the Turkey."
Opening up the case, Brian couldn't resist. He turned on Angel's
VCR and TV and hit play. He knew he was out of time so he fast
forwarded to see a nine year old Nick on the screen acting in
a Sunday morning Tampa show. "Oh my God. I can not believe
what I am watching right now."
the tape to its proper case, Brian put the box back in Angel's
closet and then realized he still hadn't found a place to leave
the gift for Nick to find before Angel did.
Looking under her
bed, Brian felt like he was really invading Angelina's privacy.
He saw handcuffs and pair of black thong panties. "Oh I'm
going to hell" Brian said to himself. "Well, if she
didn't find her used panties to do laundry, she won't find this
box." He thought he rationalized that pretty well. Placing
the blue box with the white ribbon under Angel's bed, Brian
was about to get up and leave when he noticed another box filled
with more VCR tapes. Sliding it out, he quickly opened it up
to see all the labels to each VCR tape pointed at him so he
could read it. He also noticed a bunch of CDs. Each CD was labeled
NON with a city and date. Looking back through the tapes, Brian
realized Angelina had a bootleg copy of every one of Nick's
Now or Never concerts. "Why you little devil Angel."
Brian teased. "Oh man, do I have leverage now!" Hearing
a car horn BEEP outside, Brian knew it was for him to hurry
up. Brian quickly swept the box back under the bed and raced
out of the apartment, being careful to relock it again.
As the plane landed,
Nick was getting jittery. Placing her hand on his knee, Angel
gently massaged his nerves to calm him down. Kevin watched in
awe how she could communicate to Nick by touch. Normally, Kevin
could communicate to Nick by his eyes and body language, but
this still impressed Kevin.
Kevin and Marybeth
had driven their cars to the airport so it was decided that
Kevin would drive Nick back to his apartment and Marybeth would
drive Sheridan and Angelina home.
The opportunity to
speak to Sheridan privately still hadn't presented itself. The
harder he tried the harder his friends managed to foil his attempts
to be alone with her. Every time he made eye contact with Sheridan,
she would blush. He needed some time to shake the cobwebs out
of his head before he could ask her what her answer would be.
On the car ride home,
Nick discussed his plans for Angelina's birthday. "Well,
she wants to come to my place to do laundry together and order
in Chinese food. Ya know, a nice relaxing evening at home. But,
I'll let her know my water is shut off so we can't do it here.
I'll grab all our dirty clothes, throw them in my car, and take
them to her place. We're just going to hang out until you all
show up with drinks, food, and the cake."
Kevin noticed the
scenery while driving. He said the occasional, "Uh huh"
while Nick spoke, but for the most part, he was in another world
himself. Sheridan's answer was the utmost thing in his mind.
Trying to remember what the hell he did last night was the second.
"Why are we
here?" Nick looked at Kevin as he parked the car in front
of a florist shop.
had driven Nick to buy flowers at the same shop he picked up
his flowers for Sheridan. "Go get some nice flowers for
Hopping out of the
car, Nick bounced through the front door. Quickly, Nick reappeared
at Kevin's driver side window. "What kind of-- "
Nick, "Ask for Rose. She'll help you out."
Ten minutes later,
Nick held a vase full of exquisite flowers as well as a basket
draped around his arm. After putting them carefully in the backseat,
he smiled at Kevin with an "I'm all set, thanks."
Kevin took a breath
of A.C. air. "She's good, isn't she?"
"Yeah, she is.
The old man is a hoot too. I guess being married for more than
50 years can do that to a person."
The remainder of
the car ride home was quiet, except for the sounds of traffic
rolling along with them.
Nick gently moved
the flowers into his escalade before running upstairs to grab
the remainder of his laundry. Kevin drove home in silence. His
head still ached a bit and he was tired, but overall, he felt
good and was looking forward to tonight. A nap was going to
make a world of difference for him.
Marybeth parked her
car then she released the trunk hatch. The girls' piled out
one by one. Stretching her arms toward the sky, Angel cracked
a few bones.
"God, that sounds
gross," Sheridan complained.
"Sorry if my
aging body sounds annoy you, but you should be used to them,"
Angel finished saying as she dashed up the stairs to unlock
the apartment door. Marybeth hid her amused smile.
"She loves to remind me that I am older than her. She forgets
that I am wiser than her."
Angelina came bouncing
down the stairs to retrieve her luggage from the trunk. "Ah,
the 'I'm wiser' tale. Don't kid yourself Sheridan, you know
you aren't that much wiser than me, ESPECIALLY IN THE ROMANCE
DEPARTMENT." Angelina's voiced boomed through the parking
lower your voice." Sheridan said with bright crimson cheeks.
Realizing she was
a bit louder than normal, Angelina's cheeks turned a nice shade
of scarlet. "Sorry. My ears are still clogged from being
in the plane."
As the girls' walked
into their apartment, there was a strange feeling. Both girls
noticed it as soon as they walked passed the living room. Cautiously,
they started checking all the locks on the windows. Marybeth
walked in and observed their odd behavior. "Is everything
okay? Should I call security?"
Angel turned towards
Marybeth with a quizzical look on her face. "No. It appears
someone broke in to put something in our apartment, not steal
anything." Angel's face paled as she held the UPS package
in her hand.
Sheridan's mind began
to race. "You never know. What if someone bugged our home?
Spy cams, phone taps…"
"You watch way
too much TV Sheridan." Angel concluded her roommate was
see about that." Sheridan spoke as she picked up the phone.
She couldn't hear a dial tone. Bile began to rise in her throat
as she heard a man's voice through the phone line.
Sheridan? Yoo Hoo!"
Angel grabbed the
phone from her frozen roommate's hand, "Give me that."
She spat at Sheridan.
"Hi Nick. Sorry
bout that." Angel gave Sheridan the evil eye. "What's
off the water at my place so I wondered if I could bring all
our laundry to your place?"
"Are you in
your car now?" Angel sat down on the couch Indian style
and hugged a pillow to her chest.
"Is the car
packed with dirty laundry?" Angel was playing with him.
"Hey, I don't
air out my dirty laundry!" Nick snickered, "Yeah,
I've got it all in the back of my Escalade."
you haven't traded that in for the smaller Mercedes you were
eyeing. All your shit would never fit." Angel twirled her
hair as she spoke.
"All OUR shit,
you mean." Nick smiled as he drove along.
Sheridan looked at
Marybeth and rolled her eyes. Walking towards the kitchen, she
noticed her dried flowers in the trash with pieces of her favorite
vase. "WHAT THE HELL?" Sheridan screamed.
Nick, Angel and Marybeth
all yelled in unison, "What's wrong?"
up a flower, Sheridan held it up like the Olympic torch, "THIS!
THESE!!" She pointed to the trash with free hand.
"Did you break
your vase?" Angel questioned as she inspected the trash
whined, "No! I would never throw away the flowers Kevin
sent me. They're special."
"Did she just
say what I think she just said?" Nick questioned with a
laugh in his voice.
"Yes Nick. The
"I'm-so-sorry-for-being-an-ass Kevin flowers."
Nick laughed even
harder, "Didn't you throw yours away?"
"Yes I did. They just reminded me what a pig Kevin really
Hurt registered on
Sheridan's face. "Hey. He's been trying to be less of an
ass since then." Even Sheridan couldn't contain the laughter
building in her as she thought about last night. "Did I
just say that?"
Marybeth was confused
but highly amused. "So when did the vase break?"
about it. "Maybe who ever dropped off the package broke
for a second, "Yeah, but no one else has a key to our place
but us and our parents." With her eyes popping out of her
head, "You don't think Tom made a new set of keys, do you?"
"Wait a minute
-- your parents?" Marybeth questioned.
"Well, in case
they ever come to visit - and we're busy, they can let themselves
in." Sheridan rationalized it was always a good idea to
have a second set of keys.
Angel bit her lips,
Sheridan rationalized everything, the chicken. Part of her problem
with Kevin was Sheridan's need to rationalize, too bad Kevin
over-analyzed everything too. They both were neurotic. On Kevin,
it was sexy; it made Sheridan a pain in her ass most days.
Nick almost ran off
the road as he realized Brian would have been the only person
who would have gone into their apartment while they were away
Angel thought about
the conversation. "Well, Nick has a key to our apartment,
but we've been with him the whole time."
Sheridan made a face,
"Nick has keys to our place?"
"Uh oh, I can tell a fan moment is coming."
Angel shook her head
yes, "Babe. Where are your keys?"
contain herself, "Oh my God! A backstreet boy has keys
to our apartment!"
Realizing he would
need to lie, Nick spoke quickly, "They're at my place."
Hearing his phone beep, he checked the caller ID on his cell.
Quickly, Nick told Angel he'd be at her apartment soon, but
that he needed to get this other call.
As Angel waited for
Nick to come back on the line, she slid a smile to Marybeth.
"Sheridan chill. You have keys to a Backstreet Boy's house
too," Angel said hoping it would level her out for a bit."
Angle waited for
the reaction and it hit like a brick. Marybeth showed herself
out laughing and waving at Angel as she left. Angel tapped her
fingers as she waited for Nick to come back to her.
the hell happened at the girls' apartment?"
"Hello to you
too Nick. WHY?" panic set in as Brian thought about what
Nick had just asked him.
"Oh I don't
know. The girls come home to see a broken vase and the dried
flowers that once occupied it thrown in their kitchen trash!"
"Oh man, I totally
forgot. Baylee broke it earlier when..."
and I needed to run some errands today so they came along with
me to your place, and then the girls' apartment. I'm sorry Nick.
I'll replace the vase and get the girls' fresh flowers when
I come by later tonight."
"The vase was
Sheridan's. Kevin sent it to her and she's flipping out."
Nick and Brian were engrossed in their conversation about tonight's
birthday party that Nick forgot he had Angel on the other line.
Nick reached the girls' apartment, causing him to mumble, "Oh
now Nick?" Brian asked as he folded up his "to-do"
list and grabbed his keys and wallet to head out the door.
"I forgot Angel's
on the other line."
"You left the
birthday girl on hold?" Brian's laughter could be heard
until Nick snapped his cell phone shut. Redialing Angel's number,
he told her to meet him downstairs with the laundry detergent.
Nick felt his cell
vibrating as he began sorting the laundry in the trunk. "Yeah
"Before I forget
to tell you, Angel's present is under her bed."
Kevin sat at his
desk sorting the mail he had picked up at the post office box.
Nothing urgent needed to be addressed. Even it had to be it
would have to wait. His bed was calling him and he needed it.
Nick so nicely filled him in on what an ass he had made of himself
last night. "Damn," he mumbled as he fell face-forward
onto his bed. "Some day I'll learn… I've got to get some
sleep. I have to talk to her, not tonight, too many people.
Damn people were in the way the whole time we were up there.
Marybeth, Angel, hell even Nick. The shits better stay the hell
out of my way the next few days. Filmin' is going to start soon.
Stupid scene…" Kevin grumbled as he drifted off to sleep.
Being yanked from
a dream sucked. Being yanked from a dream about Sheridan sent
him full tilt as he grabbed for the phone that rang incessantly
next to his head. "Better be good."
We're heading over there in a few minutes."
Kevin slammed the phone back into the cradle and sat up. He
made his way to the shower as he tried to clear the fog from
his head. In the shower, he realized he just hung up on A.J.
"Oh well," Kevin dashed around his house trying to
get to the apartment on time.
Mail To Bronwyn
Mail To Suzie
This page © 2001 - 2007 Bronwyn
All Rights Reserved
This is a work
The characters and events portrayed are fictitious.
Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.
Used with Permission
No part of this text may be copied or reprinted
without the author's permission.
Graphics by Bronwyn