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| Rudywells1274 | Jan 22 2015, 05:06 AM Post #1 |
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This story is based on the movie frequency WHAT IF "How did it happen?" Oscar asked after Steve had stopped crying long enough to tell him his parents were killed in a car accident. They were leaving the cemetery after putting flowers on my brothers grave" he explained. “I’m so sorry Steve.” Oscar put his arm around him. “I know how you felt about your mother and Jim both.” “Thanks Oscar…so you don’t care if we..that is Jaime and I take some time? We are going to Ojai to make the arrangements and start the task of sifting through seventy plus years of junk.” “Take all the time you need…how is Jaime holding up by the way, they were as much her parents as yours" Oscar noted Steve sighed "after the initial shock she's holding up pretty well...I guess." "That's good" Oscar nodded. Steve hesitated for just a moment then looked directly at Oscar "If any real emergency comes up, don’t hesitate to call.” Steve offered. “I wouldn’t think about it.” Oscar again patted him on the back. “You just take care of what needs to be done. Let us know when the funeral is. Rudy and I will be there.” “I will. More that likely later on in the week” Steve explained. “That will work. If you need anything just give a call. We can be in Ojai in a matter of a few hours.” “I just might do that. We’re leaving the kids with Lynda, Rudy lent her to us for a few days. I don’t think it’s the time or place for kids.” “I don’t either. We’ll bring them out for the funeral if you want…” "That would be great thanks.” Steve stepped out of Oscar’s office and into the hall. “How are you Steve?” Rudy asked. “I’ll be ok I guess. I’m on my way to get Jaime. Then the two of us are on our way to Ojai…” “If you need…” “Oscar already told me. Thanks Rudy.” Steve walked over to the elevator and pressed the button. Rudy stepped into Oscar’s office. “I’m worried about him.” He sat in one of the chairs across from Oscar’s desk. “So am I.” Oscar agreed. “But he’s got a pretty good head on his shoulders, and besides he’ll be with Jaime she won’t let anything happen.” “I’m glad he’ll have her and then there are the kids to consider.” Rudy reminded. “He needs to keep himself ‘above’ water so to speak for the kids.” “That’s true. I told him to call if he needed any help.” “Good. I hope he takes you up on it.” <<<<<<<>>>>>>> “Jaime's! Steve called as he walked in the back door. “Jaime?!? “Shhh” Lynda placed her finger over her lip. “I just got the baby to sleep.” “Oh I’m sorry.” Steve whispered. “Where is Jaime?” “Up stairs packing I came out here to get dinner started. What time are the two of you leaving?” “I hope to be gone soon. Our flight is at 5:00” Steve reminded. Lynda looked at her watch “You two better get a move on then.” She brushed past him and started taking items out of the cupboards to prepare dinner. Steve headed upstairs to hurry Jaime along. “We really need to get going sweetie.” Steve pressed. “I’m just about ready. I just want to make sure the kids are rounded up so Lynda won’t have to hunt them down.” “Good idea. I’ll take the bags out to the car.” Steve sighed. “Are you going to be alright?” Jaime was concerned about her husband. “I know how close you, Helen and Jim were.” Steve put his arm around her "I could say the same for you, how are you holding up? “I’ll be fine. We just need to get through this. Then I think we’ll be just fine.” Jaime gave a slight sigh. She watched as Steve lifted the suitcases and headed for the steps. Before they left they gave one last peak at the baby girl asleep in her crib, then after hugging and kissing the two older boys, Steve and Jaime got into the car and headed for the airport. “I’m glad you decided to take a commercial flight.” Jaime observed on their way to Dulles. “I don’t think you’re in any condition to fly.” “That’s why I booked us on the first flight to Ojai we could get.” Steve’s voice trailed off. Jaime settled back for their trip. She wished Steve had let her drive, but he seemed to be doing fine. He had been really down since they had gotten the news about his mother and Jim the day before. It had been hard on her too, but she felt one of them needed to be the strong one. They arrived at Dulles a few minutes later Steve pulled his car into the parking lot. You’re not parking in ‘long term’?” Jaime asked. Steve shook his head. “Oscar said he and Rudy would be out later to pick it up. That way we won’t have to pay the fees for long term.” He grabbed their bags out of the trunk and the two walked across the parking lot to the main terminal. “You know.” Steve began as he and Jaime settled in for the flight. “I haven’t felt like this since David passed away. Jaime put an arm around Steve's shoulder, David had been a little younger than her, she remembered him quite well, she even remembered that horrible day. "How old were you when that happened? "Eleven" Steve reminded, you know I still have regrets after all these years. Sometimes I think mom never really forgave me.” “Of course she did Steve. In fact we talked about it shortly after our David was born. I knew why you wanted to name him David, and we discussed it. “Steve nodded, I was 11 he was five I still blame myself sometimes. . I mean I was right beside him when it happened. I always felt I could have done something.” “The way I remember it and the way mom reminded me of the story, there was nothing anyone could do.” Jaime assured. “That’s what they’ve told me over the years.” Steve sighed. “You have to stop blaming yourself.” Jaime patted his knee. Steve drifted to sleep and dreamed of that fateful day oh so many years ago….” “It was a beautiful June afternoon. June 12th to be exact. “Mom?” Steven called. “Mom, can Davie and I go to the lake swimming?” “I guess so.” Helen replied. “Be home in time for dinner. You know Jim and I are going out for dinner with Ann and James Sommers, we need you home so I can get you ready before we go." “I know. Don’t worry we’ll be back long before dinner” Steven called as he and his five year old brother headed down the path that led to the lake behind their house. The two boys arrived at the lake and began splashing each other with water. “I bet you can’t swim to the middle of the lake and back again.” Davie taunted. “I bet I can.” Steven began paddling his way out to the middle of the lake. “See I told you I could make it to the middle” Steven boasted. “Now let me see you do it.” Davie shrugged his shoulders. “Ok I bet I do it better than you.” He began to make his way out to the middle where Steven was treading water. “See I told you I could do it.” David smiled. “Yea, well now we have to make it back.” Steven taunted this time. “Come on I’ll race you.” They started off when David’s foot got caught on debris in the lake. It grabbed hold of him and wouldn’t let go.” “Steve!” David called “Steve help I’m stuck.” “Yea right you just want me to come back then you’ll get ahead…” “No really.” David pleaded. “I’m really stuck.” David could no longer keep his head above water. He kept going under. “Davie if you’re pulling my leg…so help me I’ll…” He swam back to where Davie had gone under and hadn’t come back up yet. Steven dove into the water and tried to find his brother after several times he still couldn’t find the five year old... |
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| Bionika | Jan 22 2015, 04:36 PM Post #2 |
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Ohh, poor Steve. Life has been very hard with him in this story. Thankfully, he has Jaime. Bionika |
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| bionic4ever | Jan 22 2015, 08:21 PM Post #3 |
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A really interesting start. (Poor Steve!) I'll be looking forward to seeing where you go with this! |
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| Rudywells1274 | Jan 23 2015, 09:00 PM Post #4 |
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WHAT IF (2) Steven swam back to shore and ran to get Jim who he knew would be home. Before leaving the house Jim alerted the sheriff’s office who joined them in their efforts to rescue little Davie Elgin. Steve stood on the shore flanked by Helen on one side and Jim on the other. James and Ann Sommers stood behind Helen ready to help when and if they could, they had left seven year old Jaime home with neighbor "Oh Jim, what are we going to do?” Helen cried. “I don’t know.” Jim cried. “I just don’t know.” Just then the sheriff approached them “We found him Mr. and Mrs. Elgin.” The sheriff’s face bore a grim expression. “I’m sorry. The rescue team did all they could.” “What do you mean all they could?” Helen cried. The sheriff shook his head. “I’m sorry” was all he could say. Jim put his arm around her. “Come on let’s go home…” “Steve? We’re there.” Jaime was nudging Steve in the ribs. “Come on honey we landed ten minutes ago.” “Steve opened his eyes to see the captain and the rest of the flight crew standing around him. I’m sorry I must have fallen asleep.” He gave a weak smile then turned to Jaime “I suppose we better head for the ranch.” An hour later they were at the ranch. “I say we start with the basement and work our way up.” Jaime suggested. “I was thinking the same thing. I asked the Martin’s to leave us a bunch of boxes Steve indicated the boxes piled on the front porch. “Well let’s get started.” They headed into the house and headed down the steps. “Now.” Steve began. “I suppose we get to work.” They began sorting through years of junk. They made three piles. One for them to keep. One for charity and the last was garbage. “Hey what’s this?” Steve held up an old fashioned telephone. “I wonder if it still works. I bet you could get quite a bit of money for it at an auction or something.” “Yes” Jaime laughed “maybe six million dollars. You could pay Oscar back and…” “Very funny. I’m going to see if it still works.” Steve carried it upstairs. “Well” Jaime noted “That’s a man for you. Goes away to play when there is serious work to be done.” She followed him upstairs. “Well?” She asked. “Does it work?” “I don’t know I have to plug it in first.” Steve smiled. “If it does I think I’ll take it home and use it in the den.” “What ever you say I say it’s junk.” Jaime sniffed. “I say it’s kind of cool.” Steve sneered. “What ever you say” she sat on the couch next to him and watched as Steve plugged the phone in then lifted the receiver. “Hey I have a dial tone.” Steve smiled. As if by rote Steve’s fingers dialed the four digit number that used to be his. “What do you know?” Steve’s face was puzzled “It’s ringing.” “Hello” The voice on the other end spoke. “Elgin residence this is Helen…” |
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| bionic4ever | Jan 23 2015, 11:12 PM Post #5 |
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I TALK TOO MUCH! LOL!
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Whaaaat? *gulp* Frightening - and well done! |
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| Bionika | Jan 24 2015, 04:27 PM Post #6 |
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Rudywells1274, you have done a mistake: we aren't at Halloween time!. Look at your calendar : it's not time for ghosts! Bionika |
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| Rudywells1274 | Jan 24 2015, 08:15 PM Post #7 |
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| Rudywells1274 | Jan 24 2015, 08:52 PM Post #8 |
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WHAT IF (3) E…e…excuse me?” Steve stammered. “I said this is Helen Elgin, who is this.” Helen asked. “Th..thi. this is Steve. Steve Austin.” Steve continued as the color drained from his face. Jaime could only stare at him with concern. “What is it?” She asked. Steve shook his head. “I don’t know.” He whispered. “Steve Austin?” Helen questioned “That’s not possible. Steven Austin…my son Steven Austin, is sitting right beside me.” “Um uh sorry wrong number” Steve slammed the phone down. “What was that all about?” Jaime asked. “Without thinking” Steve began. “I dialed my old phone number from when I was a kid. My mom answered on the other end.” Steve replied his face still white. “Oh Steve, that’s not possible.” Jaime noted. “I know that, but who ever answered the phone said ‘Elgin residence…this is Helen’Jaime I swear that’s what she said.” “Maybe you imagined it. That could be possible…couldn’t it?” “Yea it’s possible…but I’m sure it happened.” The color was starting to return to Steve’s face. “Jaime, I swear it happened.” “Look it’s been a long day, why don’t we get to the hotel and get a good night’s sleep.” Jaime suggested. “I figured we would stay here.” Steve sounded disappointed. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” Jaime took his hand. “I think a hotel would be much better.” “I suppose you’re right. We’ll go to dinner; it may be pretty relaxing without the kids.” Steve surmised. “Then we can start fresh in the morning.” “Good idea.” They headed out the door and got into the car. All the way Steve couldn’t help but think about the phone, the call and his mother’s voice on the other end. He would have to investigate more tomorrow. <<<<<<<>>>>>>> The next day Steve and Jaime had breakfast in their hotel room, they called home and talked to their sons David and Campbell then Lynda. They were relieved to hear things were going good in their absence. “Well enough stalling. We still have to get that house cleaned out so we can put it on the market.” Jaime broke the silence. “Yea I suppose.” They headed back to the ranch and began once again sorting through the collection of this and that in the basement. “You know Jaime” Steve was going through a box of books his mother had collected over the years. “Maybe we shouldn’t put the house on the market. Maybe we should keep it for us. That way we’d have a place to stay here in Ojai.” “I doubt we’ll be coming out here much. I mean we really don’t have any friends in this area.” Jaime looked up from what she was doing. “Yea I suppose your right.” He set the books back in the box. “I think we should just donate these to the local library, they can either use them or sell them to get money to buy newer books.” “That sounds like a good idea.” she thrust another box at him. “Here see what’s in here.” “In a minute I’ll be right back.” Steve stood and headed for the steps. “Where are you going?” Jaime gave him a stern look. “Just up stairs for a minute” Steve started upstairs “I’ll be right back.” He sat down on the couch and lifted the receiver. Once again he dialed his home phone number. “Hello” Helen’s voice came across the line again. “Yea uh hi could I please speak to Jim.” Steve began. He didn’t want to upset his mother anymore than he already had. He thought it would be better if he spoke to Jim. “Yes just a moment. Who is calling?” “Uh Steve…Steve Adams” Steve replied.’ “I’ll get him.” Steve heard Helen walk across the kitchen and call for her husband “Jim” She called. “You have a phone call.” “Who is it?” Jim asked. “A man named Steve Adams.” Helen told him. “I don’t know anyone by that name.” Jim proclaimed. “Well I think you better take the call.” Helen advised “Yea ok” Jim picked up the receiver. “This is Jim who is this?” “This is Steve Adams.” Steve spoke. “I’m sorry the name doesn’t ring a bell.” Jim grumbled. “I realize that.” Steve continued. “But in a way you do know me.” “I’m afraid I don’t understand…” Jim replied. “I’m your son…Steve.” Steve tried to explain his voice shaking “You’re the b s t rd that called here yesterday and scared the h ll out of my wife.” Jim shrieked into the phone. “I didn’t mean to do that.” Steve was shocked. He quickly hung up the phone... |
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| Bionika | Jan 25 2015, 08:04 AM Post #9 |
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Oh, oh; the mystery is thicknening. It's not ghosts...Is there a breack in time continuity??? Bionika |
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| Bionika | Jan 25 2015, 08:05 AM Post #10 |
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Or is it simply a nightmare? Bionika |
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| Rudywells1274 | Jan 25 2015, 05:33 PM Post #11 |
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(4) “Jaime!” He called. “What is it?” Jaime came charging up the stairs at the distressed sound of Steve’s voice. She was shocked by what awaited her. Steve’s face was whiter than it had been the day before. She ran over to him “Steve are you alright?” “No I’m not. It just happened again. I called the house mom answered. I didn’t want to bother her again so I asked to speak to dad….” “Go on. I’m listening.” Jaime laid a reassuring hand on Steve’s trembling shoulder. “Yesterday you were sitting there when I told mom who I was. She told me the only Steve Austin she knew was her son Steven and he was sitting right beside her.” Jaime thought for a moment. “You know what I think?” She finally spoke. Steve shook his head. “Care to share it with me?” “Not at all Steve I think you are more upset by your mother and father’s passing than you thought.” Jaime caressed his cheek. “No Sweetheart, it’s more than that…” Steve began. “I know. You didn’t let me finish. “I think you were scarred by the death of David and it’s only now beginning to surface.” “You think that’s it?” Steve looked her in the eye. “What else could it be?” She ran her fingers through his thick hair. “I don’t know, but I’m not sure I like what’s going on.” Steve slumped down on the couch next to her. “Maybe we shouldn’t tackle this today. We have plenty of time.” Jaime soothed. “Yea I think you’re right.” Steve stood from the couch. He looked back down at the phone. “I know you think I’m crazy…” “No, by the way, you said you called back again today.” Steve nodded. “Yes. That’s what I started to tell you.” He paused for a moment. That’s what has me so upset. I called back like I said. I asked to talk to dad I didn’t want to upset mom anymore. “You said all that before. Go on.” Jaime urged. Steve was silent for several minutes then he began. “To get mom to bring him to the phone I told them my last name was Adams. Dad of course said he knew no one by that name.” “Uh huh” Jaime wanted him to keep going so she really didn’t want to interrupt. “Anyway he gets on the phone I told him who I really was. He called me a b st rd and to stop bothering his wife.” Steve began to cry. “He called me that Jaime I can’t believe it.” “Oh Steve he didn’t know who you were.” Jaime assured. “How could he not know I’m his son?” Steve sobbed “I don’t know. But like I said let’s worry about it in the morning.” Jaime helped Steve to his feet and they headed for the car. They ate dinner in the hotel room and for the first time Steve told Jaime his account of that fateful day twenty plus year before. “Oh Steve that sounds awful” Jaime sobbed. “I remember hearing things about it, but I was pretty young myself and my parents didn't discuss it much in front of me anyway, and by the time I lived with you..." “To many years had passed" he put his arm around her. Jaime nodded her agreement. <<<<<<<>>>>>>> The next day Steve was up early. He headed back to the house before Jaime had a chance to wake up. ‘I just have to try it again.’ He thought as he walked over to the ranch. ‘I have to convince dad that I’m his son…’ |
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| bionic4ever | Jan 25 2015, 10:34 PM Post #12 |
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Very Twilight Zone-like... I love it! |
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| bionic4ever | Jan 25 2015, 10:38 PM Post #13 |
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Without Jaime there in case something goes wrong? Ohhh... I've got a bad feeling about this! |
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| Bionika | Jan 25 2015, 11:32 PM Post #14 |
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Yes, Jaime is a great support for Steve. I hope her bionic ear had made her aware that he has left and that she is following close on his heels. Bionika |
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| Rudywells1274 | Jan 27 2015, 09:51 AM Post #15 |
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What if? Jaime was scared when she woke up and Steve was nowhere to be seen. ‘I wonder where he went’. She asked herself. ‘I bet he’s back at the ranch.’ She got in the car and headed in that direction. ‘I just hope he doesn’t do anything foolish.’ She thought. She made one stop on the way. She decided to make an appointment at the funeral home so she and Steve could talk about making arrangements. Jaime debated as to call Rudy about what was going on. ‘Steve would probably have my head if I did…If it gets any worse I’m going to have to.’ She passed the pay phone and got in the car and headed back for the ranch. At the ranch Steve stared at the phone trying to muster up the courage to call the house again. It took him nearly a half an hour but he picked up the phone and dialed. “Yes, hello” Jim answered. “Dad…please don’t hang up.” Steve pleaded. “Oh it’s you again.” Jim huffed. Steve paused for a moment to see if Jim was going to hang up. When he didn’t Steve continued. “First of all I need to know the date.” He asked. “It’s June 11th 1953, why?” “Look I know it sounds incredible to believe but I’m telling you the truth.” Steve began again. “I’m just about ready to hang up.” Jim continued to shout. “Please don’t, just hear me out.” Steve pleaded. “You have one minute to convince me you’re who you say you are.” Jim seethed. “I can describe your house, what the kids look like…” “You broke into my house!” Jim accused. “No I didn’t. I grew up in that house. The boy’s room is at the end of the hall. Even though it should by all rights be the master bedroom you and mom gave it to us kids so we could have the bigger room.” “You have to do better than that.” Jim reached over and flipped on the T.V. “Steven, Davie the ball game is starting” he called. “What ball game?” Steve asked. “The team here in California and the New York” Jim told him. Steve thought for a moment ‘ I think I remember that game.’ “Ok I can prove it. The team from California will win the game. 5 to 4 they’ll be behind till the bottom of the ninth inning, but then they’ll rally. I’ll call you back in a few hours.” “I’ll be here.” Jim was taking the man on the other end of the line a little more seriously now. “Ok in a couple of hours.” Steve hung up and Jim, Steven and Davie watched the game. “What are you doing?” Jaime asked standing in the doorway separating the kitchen from the living room. Shocked to hear her voice Steve quickly turned his head toward her “nothing I was just talking to dad. I’m trying to convince him that I’m his son.” “Oh Steve, I’m really worried about you. Look maybe I should call Oscar and Rudy huh?” “I don’t need you to call them.” Steve tried to remain calm. "I’m telling you it is real. I talked to him the same way I’m talking to you now.” Steve spoke softly. “Why don’t you go rest?” I’ll fix us something for breakfast. I’ll let you know when it’s ready.” “I am rather tired, I didn’t sleep very well last night. I tell you Jaime it’s unbelievable I pick up the receiver, I dial our old number and bam I’m connected to the past.” “Yea well I think you better take a breather. I’ll fix breakfast.” Steve headed back to the living room and lay down on the couch. The ball game he had just described to his father played out in his head. “Now why do I remember that game so well?” He drifted off to sleep. Jaime tip toed into the living room seeing Steve was asleep she headed back to the kitchen and called Rudy. “Rudy I think this has been harder on Steve than any of us figured.” She began. “Why, what’s the trouble?” Rudy asked Jaime began to tell Rudy of Steve’s obsession with the old telephone he had found… “You mean he really believes he’s talking to his parents?” Concern rose in Rudy’s voice. “Yes Rudy it frightens me.” Jaime cried. “I can see where it would.” Rudy spoke. “I also think its bringing back memories of his brother.” Jaime added. “Really?” Rudy asked. “That seems to by the brunt of it.” Jaime whispered so not to wake Steve. “Ok I’m going to suggest that you humor him for now, but try to keep him away from the phone, no telling what could happen if he picks it up and realizes he’s been talking to dead air the whole time.” “Ok Rudy oh one other thing I suggested to Steve that we call you he discouraged it. So when you come out don’t mention I called.” “You got it.” Rudy looked out the window in Oscar’s office. The rain was still coming down in sheets. “Oscar is the airport still closed?” He asked. “Yea it is. And according to what I just heard it will remain that way for the better part of the day. We couldn’t possibly get out to Ojai before tomorrow morning at the earliest. Why is there trouble?” “I’m not sure.” He turned his conversation back to Jaime “Did you catch most of that? “Yea just get out here as soon as you can.” she stated. We will. We’ll be right out. Just hang in there. We’ll be there first thing in the morning.” Rudy assured... |
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