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11/11/04 11:42 pm
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The Previous Parts are here looking in your lingerie drawer for your vibrator...don't worry, they'll bring it back.

Summer Story

Whit woke and groaned. His head pounded and his mouth was dry, tasted awful. He heard a cough and looked to see Mrs. Kent peeking in the doorway.

She smiled and waved and he grinned back.

“Need some help, Whitney,” she asked softly and came into the room.
“Mm-hmm. I’m trapped.” Clark and Lex lay nearly on top of him, and they were all twisted into the quilt.

Martha shook Clark until he stirred.

“Whaaat,” he moaned. “Did I miss the bus?” He tried to roll over and snorted when he realized the bed was full. He turned bleary eyes on Lex and smiled groggily.

“Oh…Lex. I thought I was dreaming.” He reached out and stroked Lex’s head, and Martha coughed a little.

“Sweetie, can you get off of Whitney?”

“Oh! Oh! Sorry, I – I forgot!” He struggled out of the blankets and off the bed, dragging Lex awake and out with him. Lex stood at the side of the bed, blinking at Martha and looking around as if he’d never seen the room before. His eyes landed on Whitney and darted to Martha.

“Ah. Did—did we sleep all day?”

Martha laughed. “No, we just got back from the market—Whitney!" She came closer and saw that Whit was bruised and scraped, dried blood on his t-shirt and hair.

“What happened! Did you get in a fight! Oh, Whitney…”

Clark interrupted. “Mom, his dad did that.”

Martha gasped and grabbed Whit by his shoulders. “We’re calling the police. No way is he going to get away with that.” She looked so fierce that Whit tried to pull back from her. He grimaced and said hoarsely, “He’s dead. I… think he had a heart attack.”

“Good.” Her eyes went round at her own response and she slapped her hand over her mouth, horrified at herself. "Oh my god, I didn’t mean to say that, that was wrong, I’m sorry.”

Whitney looked at her in amazement. "No. Why be sorry? It’s true. I’m glad he’s dead. I’m not gonna pretend like I’m not.” He scowled fiercely, but his eyes were red, and his mouth twisted until he bit his lip.
Martha moved so her arms slid around him loosely until he relaxed into her and she tightened her hold.

Jonathan called up the stairs, “Martha! Abigail Ross just called. They’re coming over. Whitney’s here right?”

She called back, “Yes, Jonathan he’s here.” She bent Whit’s head gently forward to kiss the top of his head and let him go. “Clean up, honey, and come downstairs, ok?”

By the time the boys came downstairs the Ross’ were in the kitchen, and everyone looked unhappy.
Abigail looked up and shook her head, sighed when she saw Whitney, and Bill frowned.

The whole tense scene was so at odds with the cheery kitchen, Abigail thought to herself. It made the situation seem unreal. She hoped the worst was over but a part of her heart told her that just wasn’t so. She looked towards Martha and warmed at the look of concern she gave her.

Martha was so lucky. She had one boy, and that boy was just about an angel. Not that she’d give up a one of her children, but Lord knew, they could try the patience of a saint. Her children were good, or at least, wanted to be good, she knew this in her heart. She looked at Whitney and prayed for strength. Lord help her, she was going to be going through this stuff all over again, and this time with Whit. She sighed again, and caught Bill looking at her. He nodded slightly, and smiled ruefully. It was what it was, she thought. They survived one knucklehead; they could survive this one too. Bill smiled as if he read her mind, and looked at Whitney again.

“Whitney—that – that man did that to you?”

“It looks a lot worse than it is, trust me. “He tried to smile at them, but his face crumbled and her heart went out to him. She stood and put an arm around him and gave him a little hug.

“That woman called. She told us he was dead. The Kent’s told us what he did to you. Whitney, honey, I want to know why the police didn’t call to tell us that your dad beat you, that he died beating you.”

“No body saw--- when he fell down, I ran. He looked –dead. I panicked and ran. That’s all there is. I swear, Mom Ross, that’s it.” He looked down and when she tried to raise his head, he avoided her eyes.

“You were alone? Are you sure? No one was with you Whitney?” Abigail looked suspicious. She knew the boy was lying…covering something up. Her instincts told her a lot more went on than the boy was saying, but she knew from experience she was getting nothing else from him. Bill came around and put his hand on his shoulder. “Come on boy. Let’s get you looked at.”

Whit shook his head, “No. I’m fine really--”

Abigail grabbed her purse. "Boy, don’t be stupid! We need to get you checked out—though god knows your head is hard as a brick,” she blustered but worry for about his physical condition softened her tone and she stroked his arm briefly before herding Bill and Whitney towards the door. She paused at the threshold and turned towards the Kents.

“Martha, thank you so much for taking care of this fool. I don’t know what we’d do with out you two to help.”

“We didn't do anything, Clark and Lex took care of him.You know that our house is always open to your boys.”

Abigail could see the truth of it on both their faces and she smiled back.

On impulse, Martha hugged her, and Abigail was surprised and then hugged her back fiercely. “Thank you,” she whispered.

“My pleasure,” Martha whispered back. “Don’t worry, everything is going to be fine, you’ll see.”

Abigail closed her eyes and prayed that Martha was right—and that Whitney would be okay in spirit as well as body.

TBC...help!

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11/12/04 06:33 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] suzvoy.livejournal.com
“Oh…Lex. I thought I was dreaming.” He reached out and stroked Lex’s head, and Martha coughed a little.

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

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11/12/04 04:43 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
your squee doth warm my heart, fair lady.

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11/12/04 06:32 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] suzvoy.livejournal.com
*giggle*

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11/13/04 12:13 am (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] beet
I second Suz's Squee!!!!!

*sniffle*

11/12/04 07:18 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] astrea9562.livejournal.com
*protects Whit along with everyone else*

*sends many bad thoughts at Wade*

*huggles mushy Clark loving him some Lexy*

Loved the Rosses and Martha!

Um, the last couple of chapters aren't archived and if I say you have to reorganize the memories section for this fic again you're gonna throw something at me, aren't you? *ducks* *g*

This was wonderful and as always I can't wait for more. Thank you for being so dang wonderfully prolific. ;)

{{huggles}}

Re: *sniffle*

11/12/04 04:45 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Awww, thank you a million times...about that memories thing *koffislazykoff* I really am going to fix it-- it is kind of messy...

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11/12/04 07:41 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] justabi.livejournal.com
You're killing me. I mean it. If I die of suspense, Genea will blame you. And she's a vicious ankle biter, just like you, so keep that in mind.

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11/12/04 04:46 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
*snaps teeth* I'm ready! Bring her on! (she's not standing behind you, is she?)

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11/12/04 07:54 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] kitkat3979.livejournal.com
He tried to roll over and snorted when he realized the bed was full. He turned bleary eyes on Lex and smiled groggily.

“Oh…Lex. I thought I was dreaming.” He reached out and stroked Lex’s head, and Martha coughed a little.

“Sweetie, can you get off of Whitney?”


Heee! I love it, all the boys tangled in the bed. *hugs Whit* I'm glad you gave him to the Ross's to take care of.

What do you need help with? Either email me or AIM me if you like, although I don't promise not to give you more random plot ideas.

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11/12/04 04:49 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Thank you, you are so fabulous!I think I'm okay now, I pounded away on this forever it feels like, but I think I have it on the right track -I hope! *fingers crossed*

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11/12/04 01:30 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] lambourngb.livejournal.com
I really like the Rosses in this. I used to think Pete was the underdeveloped character of SV, but this is totally making a case for the Ross family. Abby is great- after raising all those boys, I'm sure she's seen a lot of knuckleheads! lol!

I'll be over here, biting my nails, until you continue this.

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11/12/04 04:50 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Thank you so much! I'm glad folks seem to have taken to them, because they take up a major part of this chapter...*hint,hint*

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11/12/04 02:14 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] tabaqui
Ooh, damn you!!
Makin' me all sniffly and...
*sob*
Clark waking up happy, Whit covering up for Wade, the Kents and the Ross' taking care...
AHHHHH!!!
*sniffle*
I want them to be happy!!!
But more plotty goodness!!
*hugs you hard*

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11/12/04 04:55 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
They'll be happy, I promise! It'll be like "The Five Little Peppers And How They GRew " up in here!

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11/12/04 05:43 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] tabaqui
Wheeeeeee!!
*snerk*

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11/12/04 02:24 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] vampsarecool.livejournal.com
awww..what a cute moment between Clark and Lex

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11/12/04 04:56 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
*pinches your cheek* It's been a while since I've done that, hasn't it? *grin*

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11/13/04 12:16 am (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] beet
Yay! Family!! The Rosses and the Kents are the best!!

You know who else is the best? Lex! And Clark! And Whit!! And You!!
It's a beautiful day in Smallville, even with Whit's sore head!! That nasty bastard who called himself Whit's dad is dead!
(Now if Wade would just stay away long enough for Whit to get his shit together. *g*) Great story, babe!!

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11/13/04 05:40 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] roxymissrose.livejournal.com
Thank you dear heart! In the next section, Wade gets Jesus, and changes everything...nah!!! *snorf* Kidding1

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