I Am Home -- littlepockit

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Title: I Am Home
Author: littlepockit
Summary: Alternate Universe.
Rating: PG.

Chapter 1

~I can’t believe how beautiful she looks walking along the shoreline, the blue-green water lapping against her tanned feet, and the contrast of the bright blue sky against her blonde hair. As she floats across the beach towards me I think about how lucky I am, to have her in my life. Just as she approaches me with open arms she keeps saying, “Simon, I love you.” as she gets closer, I notice she has a pained look on her face and she suddenly falls at my feet, dead. I fall to my lovely wife’s side and as I look up, there he is, that vile Bruno, laughing at us- her death and my misery. I scream Katie’s name and I feel myself shaking all over.~

Startled by the loud knocking at the door, I jerk myself up and realize that I was dreaming. “Thank God, it was just a dream” I say out loud as I look down at the bed and see my Katie sleeping soundly. I love to look at her and watch her sleep. I’m snapped back to reality while the idiot at my front door starts pounding even louder. Looking out the window I realize that it is barely morning. I put on some pants and shout, “Wait a bloody minute. I am coming.” I’m glad Katie is asleep; she hates it when I spout obscenities at deliverymen and the like.

“Yes?” I ask as I throw open the door. I am handed a telegram by an Elvis impersonator reject.

“Mr. Simon Frasier? This is for you. Sign here, please.”

Before he said thanks I slammed the door in his face. I hear Katie shuffle a bit, and look around and put the telegram on the table.

“Hey, baby. Come back to bed.” I look her over once. She is wearing an old t-shirt of mine and her hair is a little disheveled, and she couldn’t look more desirable. She gives me a sly grin and motioned for me to come near her. “Who was at the door?”

She asked and I told her, “a guy dropped something off and we would discuss it later. We are gonna be busy for a while”.

Katie giggles as I chase her to our bedroom.

As we lie there snuggling after our little “roll in the hay” as they say, she looks at me and asks about my dream I had had. I looked away and told her it was nothing. I didn’t want her to worry about my biggest fear, losing her. She near I was being honest, so she decided to straddle my chest. “Don’t make be drag out of you Mr. Frasier. I can you know, I have my ways”.

Yes, I know, I tell her. Sighing, I decide to tell her about most of it, omitting the part of Bruno. Katie looks at me and says “Well, I am not gonna leave you. No way, no how.”

As we are sitting at lunch, I remembered about the telegram and grabbed it to open, I looked to see whom it was from. Must have had the oddest look on my face, because Katie snatched it form my hands and smiled. Teasingly she says “Wagga Wagga Australia? Hmmm…Lets see who its from.” As she opened it and started to read, she puts her hand over her mouth and gasps. Her eyes tear up and she looks at me. I knew as soon as I saw the return address, I knew what the telegram had said:

To Simon Frasier:

Please come home ASAP. Mum is near death and is asking for you. Call collect to let us know of your arrival-Same number.

Pop
Roger Frasier

As she finishes reading the telegram out loud, I look at her san say flat out “No.”

“But Simon, she is your mother. We need to go. If you don’t want to go, then I’ll go by myself. She is my mother-in-law. I want her to know that her son is happy and taken care of.”

I could tell by the sound in her voice that her mind was set. No use arguing. So I agree and we make arrangements to go to Australia. But, I point out that I’m not going home, because I am home. With my wife, in our house.

Chapter 2

As we just past over what seemed the millionth island in the Pacific, I saw the island I would never forget, Australia.

Katie must have felt me move and felt how uneasy I was feeling because I felt her soft, small hand run up and down my back and my neck, sending shivers down my spine. It's odd how after you really connect with someone, no matter if you cant say what you are thinking, they can feel your thoughts. I knew she was nervous and she knew I was not looking forward to see my mother in less than favorable health, without a word, just the look in each other's eyes. As we finally touch down, I lean over and kiss her gently, but lovingly. She looked at me with wide-eyed wonderment. She took my hand and we made our way up the aisle, together. It is odd how, this walk up an aisle made me nostalgic for another walk down an aisle we took together.

after we finally, make it through customs and get our bags, Katie asks me if we are renting a car to get to Wagga Wagga. I chuckle softly and tell her, "well, katie. I guess you could call it a car, but its more like a dusty old Jeep. first we'll..."

I stop cold as I see my father standing at the end of the walk way.

We stand still looking at each other, in dead silence, unitl my Katie, walks up and says "Hi, I'm Katie Frasier. I am assuming, since you are just as handsome, you are my father-in-law?", as my pop looks down at her he smiles and wraps his arms around her.

"Simon" my dad offers his hand and says, "come on son, your mother is waiting." My pop takes Katie's bag and says, winking at me "so Mrs. Katie Frasier. Tell me all about how my son wound up with a pretty thing like you. he's a mean one, you know?" she smiles and takes my hand.

Pop leads us to a brand new 4X4, very expensive, indeed. He tells us that the family business has doen very well lately and theta since he has to drive mom back and forth frequently, they went ahead and got a vehicle that could handle all the trips. my youngest brother gets out of the passenfger seat. "Simon, good to see you. this must be the new Mrs?"

"yes, it is. Katie, this is my youngest brother, Michael."

Katie seem weary of him, but shoke his hand just the same.

About an hour in to the drive back to my parents home, Pop asks if im glad to be home. Katie squeezed my hand and i told him what i knew he wouldn't like, but it was true. "Pop, I am at home where ever Katie is. so, for now Oakdale is my home. but, toa nswer your question, I am glad we came to Australia."

When we pull into the driveway of my parents home. It was a two story, red brick home with a wrap around front porch, complete with colomn supports and a swing. Katie had a funny look on her face and says "you know Simon, its nothing like I pictured. It's so- well, It's not what I pictured." She had a quirky, but alwayscute, look on her face.

"Katie, did you picture something like in the Crocodile Dundee movie's?" She nodded, and smiled. I squeezed her hand, and said "It's ok, about 15 years ago, that is what Wagga Wagga looked like."

Just then I looked up and saw my mother standing at the front door.

To Be Continued ....