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Post by jevees on Apr 2, 2003 20:11:41 GMT -5
WE WANT MORE, PLEASE!! I`M DYING IN HERE!  |
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Post by Sarah on Apr 3, 2003 11:05:04 GMT -5
More to come after classes, and yes... a Nick and Lulu scene or two...  |
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Post by Sarah on Apr 3, 2003 11:52:53 GMT -5
A quick "rough draft"-type preview to tide you over... ** (Louisa's house, later that evening) L: I was worried. C: (scoffs, then frowns) I'm surprised... L: (a bit thrown by her mother's demeanor) what's that supposed to mean. C: For God's sake, Louisa -- grow up. Quit blaming me for ruining your life by not being there or by setting a bad example... there's nothing stopping you from doing something to change the future... ** (next morning, Dr. Horowitz' office) DH: Your body is healing from a great trauma, pregnancy takes its toll on even the healthiest women... L: So... (hesitant) what exactly are you telling me? DH: (very reluctant, can easily predict what her answer will be from the way she's looking at him) have you considered, well, termination? It's still early... ** (Outside LSP, Nick and Lulu are on the bridge) L: That's a bit presumptuous... N: (takes a moment to process her words)... but I thought (rubbing at his nape)... what? L: (repeats) presumptuous... (gives her shoulders a slight shrug) I'm still not sure... N: (his heart is heavy, he takes a deep breath)... Lulu... ** (later, Nick and Lulu at the court house) N:... so when?... L: (her head is low, reluctant to look up) tomorrow morning... (pauses a moment) how did you...? N:... (swallows hard) I think you're making a mistake. L: (defiantly)... its my decision. ** (that afternoon, Caroline stops to see Lulu at LSP) C: Certainly not like this... does Nick even want this baby? Has he told you that? L: ... Nick... (takes a deep breath, not quite sure how to answer) C: You have the rest of your life ahead of you Louisa, you don't have to rush into anything -- there's still time... ** Hope you enjoy, the rest to come soon!  |
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Post by jevees on Apr 3, 2003 13:18:19 GMT -5
How can you leave us in this situation...no... please.. i can´t wait anymore...  Make Nick do something for the little one.... |
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Post by Rosiiii1 on Apr 3, 2003 18:01:28 GMT -5
Grrrrr...shut-up Caroline! Oh wait - I don't know what Caroline's suggesting ;D ...but the suspense is killing me!!!!
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Post by cecilia on Apr 3, 2003 20:32:10 GMT -5
Hey, Sarah....take your time.....this whole thing is really good,.....but don´t take tooooooo much time, please! ;D
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Post by Garfan on Apr 3, 2003 21:55:32 GMT -5
I love this story line so much that I decided to register in order to beg for more of this. I love Rosii's and Sarah's writing. So much talant. Keep more coming.
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Post by juliana106 on Apr 4, 2003 18:14:28 GMT -5
Enjoy! ** (at Louisa's house, that same evening... ) L: (hearing the door open as she comes down the stairs) Mom? C: Yes? (hangs her jacket on the coat rack and her purse on the bureau, looks at Louisa and smiles, surprised to see that she has *waited* up, suspicious of her motives for doing so) L: (checks her watch, concerned she may have been drinking)... where were you? C: (answering simply, finding no need to elaborate)... out... L: Okay... (turns to go back up the stairs, knowing she shouldn't have expected a better answer) C: (almost childlishly)... I didn't think I had to check in. L: (already wondering if this was another case of who is the parent/who is the child but willing to give Caroline the benefit of the doubt)... you don't, I was just worried...(sits down on one of the stairs, getting the idea that her mother might want to talk) C: (scoffs) I'm surprised... (her mouth moves into a disappointed frown, she keeps her distance) L: ( a bit thrown by her mother's demeanor and wondering just how much the woman had to drink, she fires back)... what's that supposed to mean? C: (tired of always being under attack, shakes her head in dismay before turning her icy glare toward her daughter) For God's sake, Louisa, grow up... (pauses a moment, catching her breath but averting LuLu's eyes)... quit blaming me for ruining your life because I wasn't there... or because I set a bad example... there's nothing stopping you from making your own future...(she stands there for a moment, silent and motionless, her eyes watching LuLu's every move) L: (obviously shaken.... her voice trembles)... I didn't say anything... (looks at her mother, but sees know remorse for her less than kind words) C: (shrugs, and starts again with a very accusatory tone)... you don't have to, you look at me the same way Burton Fallin looks at Nick... L: (lifts her head from her hands, stunned)... what? C: (continues) as a screw up, a failure... without any hope or chance for redemption... (takes another deep breath, trying to calm herself down) you judge, Louisa... L: (seemingly helpless against her mother's attack, scrambles for words to defend herself)... Mom, I... C: No... (shakes her head, unwilling to listen to reason)... you set impossible standards and then blame everyone else for letting you down... there's just no winning with you... L: (glances up at her mother, her heart pounding madly in her chest)... since when were you ever willing to conform? C: (turns away a moment, than glances back)...do you know why you're not happy? L: (shrugs weakly) I'm sure you're going to tell me... C: (points her index finger at LuLu, her hand is a bit unsteady)... because you cannot let anything go...(watches painfully as the tears begin to well up around her daughter's eyes, but feels this is necessary)... its easier for you to find someone else at fault than to stand up and admit your own mistakes. L: (attempting to defend herself and prove her mother wrong) I think I've... C: (interrupting)... if you keep living that way, no one and nothing will satisfy you (wipes her own damp eyes as she goes on) your life will be as empty as mine... L: (clearly hurt, looks up when Caroline has quieted, fresh tears dripping down her cheeks)... well, your brutal honesty is certainly refreshing... (gets up, and turns to go back upstairs)...its good to finally know what you think... C: Louisa? (can tell from the distraught look on her daughter's face when she glances back that she felt every last word, but Caroline is insistent on driving her point home, having LuLu's attention, she continues)... although it maybe easier for you to go on fighting your hardest not to end up like me -- why don't you try finding some happiness instead? (wipes her eyes again, unable to look at LuLu through her tears)...I promise you that its much more fulfilling than always trying to be right...(swallows hard, and looks up at her daughter)... I'm sure that Nick and your child would appreciate it as well, I know I would... ** More to come this evening... |
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Post by jevees on Apr 4, 2003 19:23:19 GMT -5
NOOOOOOOOOOO, you can`t leave us like this.. MORE... I want a scene like the last one with LuLu and Nick... you`re so good at this... Congrats!!! ;D
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Post by juliana106 on Apr 4, 2003 19:41:16 GMT -5
**
(the next morning, Dr. Jonah Horowitz' office in downtown Pittsburgh)
DH: (looks at Lulu, and offers a friendly smile as he walks into his office where she has been waiting, closing the door behind him -- already knowing this will be a difficult consultation, he wants to start off easy, especially since she has come alone)... I like it...
L: (smiles, thrown off by the compliment) what?
DH: (points to his head, he goes to sit down at his desk) your hair, its even shorter...
L: oh yeah? (somewhat sarcastically, remembering that this was the same man who had forgotten her name) thanks...
DH: (opens her file on his desk, looking it over once more before he begins, he glances up at her)...how do you feel, Louisa?
L: Fine, actually...(tries to read his face, anticipate his reaction to her news)
DH: (nodding) No headaches, fevers?
L: (shrugs, not wanting to underestimate any changes)... the headaches aren't anything unusual...(pauses a moment)... the morning sickness is just setting in...
DH: (takes a few quick notes on his Palm pilot before asking)... fevers? other problems?
L: (reporting happily) none, I feel great...
DH: (nods again) you seem to be recovering well... (hesitates a moment, trying to decide how the approach the topic, the main reason for her visit)...
L: (reading the look on his face)...but?
DH: (very frank)... I think you're pushing it.
L: (not sure she is understanding him correctly) you think I could relapse?
DH: A relapse is highly unlikely, but... (tries to think of a way to explain without scaring her)...your body is healing from a great trauma, and pregnancy takes a toll on even the healthiest women.
L: So... (hesitates a moment, the look in his eyes isn't the slightest bit reassuring) so... what does that mean for me exactly?
DH: (very reluctant as knowing what she's been through already, he can easily predict what her answer will be from the way she's looking at him)... have you considered termination? Its still early and...(he stops himself, seeing her horrified gaze at the mere mention of *termination*)
L: (stammers without a second thought) ...absolutely not (shakes her head, as his request is simply unfathomable) that's just not an option...
DH: (cautiously advising her) Louisa, you have to be realistic here -- you've got to let your body finish healing before you can...
L: (desperate for a small glimmer of hope, she interrupts him to ask) is there...is that the only way?
DH: (reluctant to answer her) there just aren't any guarantees, there's no way to know for sure how your body will react... (seeing the nervousness and devastation on her face, he pauses a moment, knowing the damage has already been done) ... I'm a neurosurgeon, and I can only make recommendations based upon my field of knowledge... feel free to consult another specialist...but I am fairly certain that...
**
(Outside LSP, on the bridge a few hours later)
N: (stands back a moment, looking at her from afar, he knows he has to say something -- that the awkward silence between them cannot go on forever)... Lulu? (she averts her eyes from the water, and glances at him, he walks slowly toward the middle of the bridge to meet her)... Barbara said you were out here...
L: (turns to face him, glad for the momentary distraction from the waging war in her mind -- between what Horowitz said and what she feels is right, she takes a deep breath before speaking)...I just needed some air...(notes where Nick is standing in relation to where she is, closer than she expected but not close enough for her liking... she debates telling him about the appointment, something inside tells her not to...)
N: (looks at her apologetically, his eyes sad)...sorry, you know, that I haven't been around much... (checks her face, to see how his few words went over)
L: (smiles, tries to be understanding) it's okay... (hesitates a bit, recognizes her own culpability in creating the distance between them)... the space has been...
N: (unsure he wants her to continue, he cuts her off, recalling his previous conversation with his father. Sounding unintentionally short, he asks)... well, how are you feeling?
L: I'm fine (baffled by his questionnable behavior) ...
N: (nervously rubbing his nape, his eyes looking her over thoroughly -- inspecting every inch for the slightest sign of change) ... and the baby, he's...
L: (biting her lip, her mouth moves to a very weak, solemn smile) that's a bit presumptuous...
N: (his eye lids lower, he looks a way a moment, baffled) but... I thought? ... what?
L: Presumptuous (shrugs her shoulders slightly) I'm still not sure...
N: Lulu...(turns away, looking out on the water and takes a deep breath before he broaches the subject, unable to believe she'd do anything without consulting him) I cannot... (pauses a moment) why didn't you...
L: Wait...(sees the confusion on Nick's face, the desperation in his eyes)... what's wrong?...
N: (hesitates, nervously rubbing at his nape again, troubled as he selfishly found himself thinking it might be for the best, under the circumstances. NO, he couldn't do that -- not to her or himself... he stumbled for words) I... uh...
L: (looks down at her stomach, smiles and clarifies herself)... I just find it rather odd that everyone assumes its going to be a boy...
N: (he is surprised by her answer, not quite *what* he was thinking, he breathes a small sigh of relief) oh, right...
L: (bites down on her lower lip, concerned)... what did you think I meant...(then it hits her like a ton of bricks, unable to deny that the thought has crossed her mind as well, especially after speaking with Dr. Horowitz)... Nick...
N: (lowers his head, embarassed about the misunderstanding, or moreso his jumping to radical conclusions -- feeling that he should know better)... nevermind, I was... (his sad eyes meet with hers, he can't bring himself to utter the word, to verbalize his thoughts)
L: (thinks back to her appointment with Horowitz, and his recommendation, but her mind has not changed)... I wouldn't do that, I couldn't...(she looks up into his stormy blue eyes, wishing that she felt comfortable enough to talk to him about what was going on, that he wouldn't turn away)
N: (Nick's heart sinks to the pavement below his feet, wondering how he could ever jump to that conclusion. He raises his head ever so slightly, his heavily hooded eyes look over her and his lips move to form a weak smile) I know...
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Post by cecilia on Apr 4, 2003 19:57:42 GMT -5
 Sarah, this is so good!.....that conversation between C and LL.....well, she probably should be drunk to let those feelings and thoughts out.....I loved it!.....but please....drop your books!.....we are  for more and more....I don´t want you to stop until tommy and harry were playing with granny and granpa, pleeeeez!  |
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Post by juliana106 on Apr 4, 2003 20:02:59 GMT -5
**
(Lulu and Barbara are at the Incline that afternoon for a late lunch, both have been quiet -- neither woman knows just what to say about the news circulating around LSP...)
B: (watching Lulu pick at her barely-touched salad, is visibly concerned and bothered by the awkward silence between them) are you sure you're okay?
L: (nods, forces a partial smile despite constantly thinking about her earlier appointment with Dr. Horowitz) I'm fine, I've just got a lot on my mind...
B: (repeats, with a smile) your mind? (gasps at Lulu's unexpected sense of humor when she grins in return)... oh, stop it (chuckling as her full cheeks turn bright red)
L: Okay... (wipes her mouth with her napkin and tosses it onto her barely touched salad) no more head jokes, I promise (flashes another mischevious grin)...
B: (sets her fork down on the edge of her plate and looks at Lulu)... Lulu?
L: (notes her more serious tone, already feels nervous) Yeah?
B: (swallows hard, trying to maintain her composure as her heart aches from her own loss, yet she is overwhelmed by excitement for her friend without a twinge of jealousy) I wanna tell you something...it's kind of personal....
L: (bites her lip, wondering how much Barbara knows... or worse, has overheard) okay...
B: (looks down a moment, and then back at Lulu, she smiles) you don't have to worry about walking on eggshells around me...
L: (runs her hand through her hair, feeling terrible both physically and emotionally)... what?
B: (can see that Lulu is trying to avoid the subject, but won't let her off that easily, her eyes are sad but her heart is sympathetic) its a small office...I heard you talking with Alvin...
L: (now certain about *what* Barbara knows, she can read it in her face) Oh, God -- I'm so sorry...
B: Sorry? (shakes her head, and smiles) no, no... I wanted to congratulate you but (checks Lulu's face for reaction)... I wasn't sure if that's what you needed to hear...
L: (a little embarassed not to have told Barbara herself, shrugs) I guess I'm still getting used to the idea...a baby...(she thinks back to Horowitz's warning, and wonders what the hell she is doing talking like this...as if there were guarantees. She is reluctant to get into details, certainly not going to complain about her problems to a woman who has just lost a baby herself)
B: Well, I've gotta tell you... (still beaming, trying to lighten the mood at the table and help Lulu perk up a bit)... I can't say I didn't expect this, but I just thought it would be...
L: ...later? (flashes a guilty grin, her eyes widen as she speaks) well, I can't say that either one of us really...(stops herself, questionning as to why she'd bother going on about something that was now not much more than a great memory)...
B: (chuckling) as if you had the presence of mind... (realizes what she said, and feels guilty for making such a bad joke) I know, I know... I'm sorry...
L: Its all right, its true (looks around a moment and smiles shamelessly, indulging herself a moment longer)... an out of body experience is more like it...
B: (glowing bright red and grinning) I told you he'd be trouble...
L: (rolling her eyes and very sarcastically says) thanks, I'll remember that when I'm in labor (smiles again, though her heart is heavy...weighted by her impossible decision, one that Lulu knows she is on her own to make)
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Post by juliana106 on Apr 4, 2003 20:14:27 GMT -5
**
(Later that afternoon, Nick and Lulu are at the court house, between cases)
N: (walking quickly to catch up with Lulu in the main hallway, extends his hand to lightly touch her elbow, she stops, and turns to face him ).. when is the meeting?
L: .... sorry, (her mind is a million miles away, still thinking about what the doctor had told her earlier) the meeting?
N: (concerned) you know, with the board? (wonders how she could forget something so important)
L: Right... (looks away from him a moment, almost embarassed to admit what she is about to do) ...tomorrow morning, its up for review...(pauses a moment) how did you...?
N: (tries to avoid looking in her eyes, not wanting to see her upset, he hesitates) ...Alvin told me (swallows hard, questions if his opinion will even matter, but speaks out just the same)...I think you're making a mistake.
L: (defiantly) its my decision...
N: (rubbing the back of his neck, he turns his head ever so slightly to look at her -- taking it all in) you can't resign from the board... (he pauses a moment, his heart heavy as his eyes move over her) not... not because of this...
L: This? (she repeats, slightly offended by the ambiguous reference. Lulu runs her fingers through her short hair, takes a deep breath and tells him)... I'm not the person I was when the job was assigned.
N: (stammering) that's not what I meant (thinks for a moment, the look in her eyes telling him that she isn't going to change her mind)... you earned that position, Louisa...
L: (shaking her head) I can't lie to the board, Nick...(knowing that even if she tried to, the evidence would be apparent soon enough)
N: (jaw clenched, hating the trouble *this* has caused)... no one said you had to.
L: (not really giving a damn who hears her, looks at Nick sincerly)... I don't want to get you in trouble...
N: (visibly upset over her trying to save his ass, snappish)... I told you... don't worry about me...
L: (can see he is angry and lowers her own voice, hoping he'd take the hint)... my divorce was just being finalized, that won't look good for you...
N: For me? (pauses, turns his head away for a moment) you were legally separated, he lived in a different state...
L: (sighs deeply)... but technically, I'm your boss -- that's where the problem is...
N:Why are we even discussing this?... (arguing loudly)... Alvin keeps my hours, he's in charge...
L: (very matter-of-fact) I'm not going to deny our relationship...(glances down at her yet unchanged stomach) I can't...
N: (shaking his head, but can't bear to look at her as he speaks) Lulu, I won't ask you to... (puts his hands over his face a moment, tightly closing his eyes, hoping to relieve some of the tension ripping through his body)... don't do this to help me...
L: ( looks up at Nick, her heart is in her eyes and the conflict apparent in her voice) you're not asking, this is something I have to do for myself...(watching him a moment, she knows there isn't any point in bringing up her earlier appointment -- that she should just let him be, Nick already had enough on his mind, and her decision had already been made...)
**
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Post by cecilia on Apr 4, 2003 20:17:50 GMT -5
:crying: Poor LL!....thanks God B showed up to help and give a little air into this rough situation..... She is probably the only one person in the universe who can have a almost regular conversation either with Nick or Lulu .....(was that clear?)...... we are sitting here, wainting for more! :littleangel: |
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Post by cecilia on Apr 4, 2003 20:22:11 GMT -5
......that N/LL "little chat" breaks my heart.....  |
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