Allison Blake: The red one or the black one? Allison wondered as she looked in her closet. Tonight was her first evening alone with Jack since she had gotten back from the mission, and she needed it more than she wanted to admit.
Allison held up the black dress and smiled. ‘The black it is!” The house was quiet, it was getting dark outside, and she was enjoying the calm atmosphere. She had spent a lot of time with Kevin and Jenna since getting back and hadn’t had the time to just be herself and reflect on the last couple of days. So much had changed. They would finally move in with Jack, be a family. Allison almost felt at peace, she was so happy. Everything would be okay now. Her fears about having bad aftereffects from using the experimental transporter had to be overblown. After all, she felt fine.
Knowing that Jack was waiting for her, she checked herself in the mirror one more time and went downstairs. She grabbed a bottle of Jack’s favorite wine that she kept on hand and made sure she had everything. With butterflies in her stomach, she went out the door and got into her car.
Jack Carter: Besides going to work, there was nothing in the world Jack Carter liked more than to entertain guests and have his family near him. After all he had been through during his odyssey chasing Allison, Astraeus, and Beverly Barlowe all over the galaxy, he knew that a relaxing evening at home was exactly what the doctor ordered. Specifically, Dr. Allison Blake. “SARAH, we’re having company tonight.”
SARAH: ”Certainly, Sheriff Carter. I am pleased when we have company. Will you be serving dinner?”
Jack Carter: Yes. I would like two of our best T-bone steaks, please. I’ll also need a bottle of our best Merlot, two baked potatoes with the works, fresh green beans, and some vanilla ice cream for dessert, with hot fudge available on request. Think you can handle that?” Jack opened a cabinet and took out two glass candlesticks with tall white candles. Read the rest of this entry
Allison Blake: It had been a busy morning for Allison. Ever since she got back from the mission, she had been running tests with Henry and Grace. So far all of her tests had been normal, apart from the minor error with her blood type, which she knew had to be a mistake. There were much more pleasant things to think about now, like being back with her kids and being back with Jack. Thinking about Kevin and Jenna almost made her cry. At times on Astraeus she thought she would never see them again, and that was still very painful. However, that was in the past, and she wanted to focus on the present and future. Her future with Jack.
Allison couldn’t help but look at her watch. He was late. Normally she would roll her eyes, but she had been looking forward to this lunch all day. She took a sip of her tea and sighed; it was already cold. Should I order another one or wait for Jack, she wondered. Cafe Diem was unusually empty for this time of day. She could see Vincent behind the counter whipping up something for Zane. Before she had a chance to say hi to Zane, he was already out the door. Probably meeting Jo for lunch, she thought. Vincent had packed enough food for two people. She smiled, thinking how happy Jo and Zane must be to be back together, as happy as she was to be back with Jack and the kids. She heard the door open and looked up. Not Jack. Vincent just opened the door to get some fresh air. It was very warm today. Maybe she and Jack should go on a picnic instead? It seemed as if they hadn’t had much time together since she got back. Between the tests, being with her kids and moving in with Jack, quality time had been on the short end. That would all change soon, since Jack was getting ready for them to move in. Even Kevin was excited. Not being the only man Allison could focus on must be a relief. Allison might have been a little bit overprotective since she got back, but who could blame her? And Jenna was crazy about Jack. We will finally be a family, she said to herself, sighing happily.
Jack Carter was in a hurry. In fact, if it weren’t against the town charter, he would have been running his lights and siren right now if it would shave five minutes off his drive time. He drove up Socrates Avenue, did a U turn, and swung into his usual spot in front of Cafe Diem. He stole a glance at himself in the mirror and ran his fingers through his hair. Running a little late seemed to be a constant theme the last couple of weeks, and today was no exception. With no time to spare, Jack hopped out of his Jeep and headed straight to the door, holding it for exiting customers before stepping inside, quickly scanning for the familiar and probably not very pleased face of Allison Blake.”Allie!” Jack smiled before he gave her a quick kiss. “Sorry I’m late. I was on my way over and OF COURSE some idiot came speeding down the road right at me. I had to pull him over… fifteen miles over the legal limit! Nice guy, though. Actually I felt kind of bad about it… my first speeding ticket this month. Then I remembered you were here, and… anyway, sorry. How’s your day going?” Read the rest of this entry
Guess What? Storytime is back! Thanks to my friends at Jack Carter Eureka, we have a brand new story from the facebook town of Eureka. If you are a Eureka fan, don’t be too sad that Eureka is coming to an end – one more episode :’(… at least we still have fb Eureka and they are doing a great job with their original stories. Enough rambling, let’s dive into the first scene of MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE!
There was nothing Vincent loved more than Café Diem in the morning. It was quiet. It was even peaceful. He could start preparing for the day without customers clamoring for attention. Granted, he did like having the people of Eureka enjoy his food, but he still cherished these moments before he opened. He was able to prepare the first batch of muffins (for what’s breakfast without muffins for those on the go?) and keep them in the warmer for his first customers. He was able to make sure everything was absolutely spotless. He was able to sit down and study the daily news as the machines warmed up, taking a few moments to enjoy the morning. All in all, Vincent loved the peacefulness that comes with early mornings. It helped him greet each customer with a genuinely warm smile. He adored serving his little town of Eureka. This morning was no different as he unlocked the Café’s door. He ignored the footsteps behind him.
Kyle Devonshire: ”Is that any way of greeting a friend?” He casually leaned against the building, a big smile on his handsome face.
Vincent Bonnaire: Well… he hadn’t been expecting Kyle. Not at all. “Kyle? What are you doing here?” he asked, blinking in disbelief. Wait, where were his manners? Vincent hurriedly stepped aside. “I’m sorry. Please, come inside.”
Kyle Devonshire was a bit disappointed at Vincent’s reaction at first, but then he smiled broadly. “That’s more like it,” he said as Vincent grinned. He winked at Vincent as he entered Cafe Diem. “This is a cozy little place you’ve got here.”
Vincent Bonnaire fumbled with the keys as he locked the door behind them. Oh boy. Vincent, you can do this. Deep breaths. “Er, yeah, it is, isn’t it?” See? It was going well! “You should have seen the original building.” As he spoke, he put on his apron and began wiping down tables. “So, what brings you here?” He found it was far easier to talk to Kyle when he was staring down at the tables. It helped him keep his composure. Read the rest of this entry
I found out about this new Syfy show called “Three Inches” while speaking to a friend of mine. My first reaction was to laugh and ask ” What is that show all about and what the hell kind of name is “Three Inches”?” So his explanation was “It starts off with a guy getting hit by lightening and it turns out that he can move things exactly 3 inches. (hence the name of the show).” Again I interrupted him with more laughing and the question, “What kind of stupid super power is that?” His response was “well you’ll be surprise what you can do if you can only move things 3 inches”…
So I looked it up and watched the pilot episode. His very brief summary of the show was quite accurate and well I’m not a professional reviewer and I’ll try not to spoil the show for anyone willing to watching it. The show pivot around a 26 year old Walter Spackman living at home, working as a dog groomer, who decided after so many years to tell the girl of his dreams how he really feel about her. It turned out that she didn’t quite feel the same way about him, which left him heart broken. He sat drenched in the brewing thunderstorm on top of the cliff when he was struck by lightening.
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