From: Andrea Sowers WOOHOO look who has finally shaken some of her writers block....for my norm readers..this has nothign to do with "Life Goes ON" or any other fic in that series---and yes yes yes--im working on Life Goes On--i swear.. Disclaimer:dont own em dont sure..yadda yadda yadda Cat: Alt, F, Angst Rating: PG-13---its got a lemony scent to it ***************************************** Loss of Control Andrea Sowers QueenAndrea_2000@yahoo.com 5-16-99 Jessica Bannon sighed as she put down her pen. “Well,” she started, “That was the last one. Which means, after 5 long days, we are finally done.” She looked up and smiled brightly at her companion, Tony Branton. He smiled back. “Well now, Miss Bannon, I do believe that calls for a celebration, “ he said with a slight British accent. “Don’t you agree?” “Most definitely.” “Good,” he said walking over to a shelf on the other side of the room. After a moment, he stood up holding two bottle of wine. “Red or white?” he asked. “White, please.” He nodded. “Excellent choice,” he replied as he grabbed two long stemmed glasses and filled them both with white wine. After replacing them on the bottles on the shelf, he walked over to Jessica and handed her a glass. Then sitting on the edge of the table, he held up his glass. “I propose a toast.” She looked up at him, finding herself staring into a pair of dark brown eyes. She could feel her heart skip a beat “A toast?” she muttered. “Yes, a toast, you do know what that is, don’t you?” he asked laughingly. She shook her head slightly looking away from his eye. “Of course I do,” she said regaining control of her thoughts. “I was merely questioning what the toast was for.” He laughed. “To long hours that are finally over.” “I’ll toast to that one,” she replied as they clicked their glasses together. Jessica looked at her glass for a moment, slowly swishing the wine around. As she took a drink of it, she held it in her mouth savoring the taste before she swallowed. As she leaned back in her chair, she pulled out the clip that held up her hair allowing her long, flaming red hair to cascade back. “Man, it does feel good to know we done.” “Yes, it does, but now it’ll be on to the next project.” She shot back up. “Next project? What do you mean next project?” He laughed. “Don’t worry. We haven’t been assigned one yet, but it’s only of matter a time.” She sighed. “Man, don’t scare me like that. I was going to kill you if you said they had a new one lined up already.” “Hey now, I’m just an innocent by stander. It’s the head honchos upstairs that are doing it.” She laughed.” Innocent by stander my butt. You’d go first, only because you’re here then I’d go kill them, too.” “Why, aren’t we a vengeful little thing.” “You better believe it,” she replied rolling her neck and started to rub it. “I can only handle so much. I mean, hell, I’m so worn out from this one it’s not funny.” “Oh?” he asked as he moved behind her and started to massage her shoulders. When she first felt him brush away her hands and replace them with hers she tensed a bit, but immediately she relaxed and closed her eyes. “Oh man, that feels good.” He smiled. “Jessica, I have to say you are one amazing woman.” “What?” she asked snapping her eyes open and pulling away from him. She then turned the chair away so that she was facing him. “I mean look at you. You’re intelligent, hard working, dependable and,” he stooped down so that he was looking eye to eye with her and with the tip of his finger he traced a line down her face. “Beautiful.” She looked at him and blinked. She was speechless. She tried to mumble a reply as he laughed at her. “I’m going to miss working so closely with you, Miss Bannon,” he said as he moved closer to her face. Before Jessica had time to reply she felt his lips press against her. At first, she was startled by his sudden move and started to pull away. “I’m sorry. That was uncalled for its just..” “No, its ok. It just caught me off guard, that’s all.” “Well, then, lets try it again.” And once again before Jessica had time to reply he lips were against hers, but this time she didn’t pull away. She responded to it this time, wrapping her arms around his neck. She felt him part his lips, hers following his lead. Jessica started to feel light-headed. Her emotions were fighting a battle inside her. Part of her was screaming that she shouldn’t be doing this. Tony was her boss after all, but part of her was enjoying the feel of his lips against hers too much. It had been so long since she had actually been kissed, a little too long. Suddenly, she felt Tony slipping his arms around her waist and pulling her off the chair. He then scooped down and lifted her in his arms, carrying her to the black, leather couch that was against the wall. All the while their kiss only breaking to catch small breaths. As he laid her down, he followed down with her, positioning himself on top of her. He pulled back looking at her and running her hands through her hair. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered as he kissed her neck by her ear. Jessica felt him trailing his kisses downward on her neck. She tilted her hand back the further down he got, her hands running through his hair. As she felt him begin to fumble with her blouse buttons her finally warning bells went off. And this time she listened. “Tony,” “Hmmm?” he said as he undid the rest of the buttons. “I think…I think we had better stop now while we still can.” “Relax,” he replied pushing her shirt down her arms. “Tony, stop! I really don’t think we should go any farther,” she said trying to pull from under him. He grabbed her wrists placing them down at her sides. “I said relax! I can stop whenever I want too.” He reached behind her searching for the clasp that held her bra together. He found in it and lifted it off. Jessica sent up another plea. “Please, Tony, stop.” He moved back a little, Jessica let out a sigh of relief think that he was finally listening to her, but he didn’t go back any further. “Tony?’ “Gawd, you are so beautiful,” he whispered. Then he lowered his head down to her chest. Jessica tried to move away, but he held her tightly against him, her arms still pinned against her sides. “Tony, I said STOP!” “Shhh, you’ll enjoy this.” Jessica closed her eyes as she felt his breath all over her body. She wanted to fight back, but he was just too strong. She could see his muscles rippling in his arms as he caressed her body. Jessica body’s stiffened as she felt his hands move up her skirt and started to pull it off. The tears welled up in Jessica’s eyes as he accomplished his goal and heard the rustling of his clothes. She went into overdrive doing everything she could to get away. She bucked her body, trying to loosen his grip. With her arms now free, she started to hit him. But it was like hitting a brick wall nothing effected him. The tears rolled down her face as he grabbed her wrists and held them over her head. She turned her face and closed her eyes. She had lost. There was nothing to do now but wait. From: Andrea Sowers Ahhhh lookie the next part. I know its short, so please dont hurt me Disclaimer: dont own em cpet for Lucie and Tony...so dont sure me yadda yadda yadda Cat: F, Alt, Angst Archievers: take it ******************************** Loss Of Control 2/? By Andrea Sowers QueenAndrea_2000@yahoo.com 5-22-99 Jessica closed her apartment door behind her and quickly locked it. Leaving the lights off, she headed straight to the bathroom. She reached into the shower turning the hot water on full blast. As she pulled her hand out of the shower, she glanced into the mirror that hung above the sink. Instantly, she looked away not able to look at her own reflection. She stepped into the shower, letting the scalding hot water beat down on her. She could never remember a time when she had felt so dirty. She grabbed the bar of soap and began to scrub herself. She scrubbed until her skin had turned beet red, it was like she was trying to wash away the memory of what had taken place. She just wanted to forget that it had ever happened. Allowing the water to rain down on her for a few more minutes she gave up and turned the shower off. She knew that no amount of soap and water would ever erase the feelings. The feelings of his hands and mouth all over her body. Tying her robe around her she walked to her room and crawled into her bed. Curling up into a ball she began to cry. *It’s all your fault! * Her mind kept screaming *You brought this upon yourself* “No, “ she cried, “It’s not my fault.” *It’s your fault* her mind screamed back *You led him on. It’s all your fault* She started to cry harder. “It is my fault,” she muttered. “It’s all my fault.” She pulled her knees to her chest and sobbed herself to sleep. **** Jessica reached over to her cup and lifted it to her mouth. “Great,” she muttered, “Empty.” She pressed a intercom button. “Lucie.” She waited. No response. “Lucie.” Again, no response. “What the?” She tried again “Lucie.” This time when she got no response she got up and walked out of her office. “Lucie…” she started as she walked out her door, but as expected Lucie’s desk was empty. Jessica looked around the area to see if maybe she was filing something, but she was no where in sight. “I’m going to have to have a talk with that girl,” she muttered as she walked to the coffee maker behind the desk. As she pulled out the coffeepot she let out a frustrated sigh. It too was empty. “All I wanted was some coffee and do I get some. Nooo,” she said to herself as she walked to the lounge down the hall carrying the coffeepot with her. “I need to have a serious talk with that girl!” Still complaining to herself, Jessica entered lounge room. Walking over to the sink she was thankful there was no one else in the room. In her current state, she didn’t feel like creating small talk with anyone. Turning on the faucet, she quickly filled the pot with water, al the while still mumbling to herself. Once she got the water to the desired height she stopped the water. As she carefully began to lift it out of the sink she felt a breeze across her neck followed by a “Boo”. Startled, Jessica dropped the pot on the floor, glass and water going everywhere. “Shit,” she muttered observing the mess. Then snapping around she yelled, “What the hell did you think were doing? You idi-“ She stopped when she came face to face with Tony Branton. Instantly, she took a couple of steps away form him. She looked away and mumbled an apology for yelling at him. He laughed. “Don’t worry about it, I probably shouldn’t have crept up on you like that. But when I saw you in here I just had to talk to you! Tell you what a good time I had last night. And, I think, we should do again sometime soon,” he said advancing toward her. Jessica’s eyes widened at his comment. “I, um, had..” she stumbled across the words as she moved away from him. “Hmmm?” “Umm, I had a…” her mind reeled as she looked over at the door and saw it was closed. *NO! Not again* she thought. “Yes?” “Listen, Tony, I have a lot of work to do, so if you’ll excuse me I’ll get back to it.” She darted around him and headed to the door. “If you must,” he replied as she walked out. Jessica blinked back tears as she walked back to her office. She couldn’t believe it had almost happened again. As she neared her office, she saw Lucie sitting at her desk, immediately her tempered flared. By the look on Lucie’s face her anger was obvious. “Is something wrong Miss Bannon?” “Now why would you ever think that?’ “Well, it’s just…” Jessica glared at her causing her to stop mid sentence and walked into her office. She then quickly turned back around and added, “And I would like to know where you’ve been!” “When?’ asked Lucie quietly. “A couple of minutes ago that’s when! I tried calling you several times, but I didn’t get an answer. So, thinking that maybe you were busy I came to check on you. But wait, oh, you weren’t’ there!” “I was..” “I don’t care where you where! I want you here and no where else do you understand?” Lucie nodded. “Oh, and another thing. From now on I want you to make sure that there is plenty of coffee. Speaking of which, I dropped the coffeepot in the lounge. So, that means you need to go find another one. I’m sure there’s a spare one around here somewhere. Oh, and get a janitor to clean up the mess in the lounge. Once you get a new pot of coffee made, buzz me, but until then I don’t want to be disturbed. Understood?” She nodded. “Yes, ma’am.” “Good, and will take more about your being gone later.” And with that Jessica stormed back into her office and closed the door. As she walked to her desk, she started to take several deep breaths to calm herself down. She sat down in her chair, burying her face in her hands. “Poor Lucie,” she mumbled. “I was probably a bit too harsh on her. It was just seeing Tony…” She shook her head as the tears ran down her face. She didn’t understand how he had this effect on her. How he could make her feel so small, so weak. She quickly wiped away the tears and looked down at the stuff on her desk. “Work,” she said. “Just work and it’ll all go away.” So, wiping away the few remaining tears she picked up her pen and went back to work. **** Jessica put down her pencil and quickly ran out her office. Lucie shook her head as she watched Jessica fly by her, towards the bathroom. After waiting a couple of minutes, she got up and followed her. “Miss Bannon, are you ok?” Lucie asked as she heard another puking sound. “I’m fine.” “You know you should really see a doctor about this. This is the second week in a row you’ve been sick!” “I’m fine,” repeated Jessica as she came out of one of the stalls and moved to the sick, “Besides its only in the mornings. I’m usually fine around one or so.” “I still think you should a doctor!” “Oh, posh. He’ll just tell me I have the flu and to stay home.” “Well, maybe you should.” Jessica laughed. “I can’t afford to stay home. I have to meet this deadline!” “But ma’am, you need rest.” “Oh, Lucie, will you stop being such a worry wart! I’m fine!” “You keep saying that..” “Because I am!” Lucie looked at her a second. “Miss Bannon, I know this may seem off the wall, but, you aren’t pregnant are you?” so you like? Comments...please.. andrea Part 3... From: Andrea Sowers AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Finally, i have finished the next part.....after several days of Min naggin me it is done! Oh and Min, darling, my teasing has just begun .. anyways here we go Disclaimer: dont own them cept Tony, Lucie and Diane. Cat: Alt, F, angst Archievers: sure..take it ***************************** Loss of Control 3/? 5/31/99 by andrea sowers QueenAndrea_2000@yahoo.com ****************************** Jessica put down her pencil and quickly ran out her office. Lucie shook her head as she watched Jessica fly by her, towards the bathroom. After waiting a couple of minutes, she got up and followed her. “Miss Bannon, are you ok?” Lucie asked as she heard another puking sound. “I’m fine.” “You know you should really see a doctor about this. This is the second week in a row you’ve been sick!” “I’m fine,” repeated Jessica as she came out of one of the stalls and moved to the sink, “Besides its only in the mornings. I’m usually fine around one or so.” “I still think you should see a doctor!” “Oh, posh. He’ll just tell me I have the flu and to stay home.” “Well, maybe you should.” Jessica laughed. “I can’t afford to stay home. I have to meet this deadline!” “But ma’am, you need rest.” “Oh, Lucie, will you stop being such a worry wart! I’m fine!” “You keep saying that..” “Because I am!” Lucie looked at her a second. “Miss Bannon, I know this may seem off the wall, but, you aren’t pregnant are you?” Jessica’s eyes widened. “What?” She shook her head. “Pregnant, no, not pregnant. It’s probably just the flu and it’ll pass with in a couple more days.” She shook her head again. “Pregnant.” “Like I said it was totally off the wall, but you just seem to have all the symptoms. My sister was the same way when she was pregnant, so I thought I’d at least ask.” Jessica nodded. “I can see your point, but no I’m not pregnant.” *Or am I? No, not pregnant * “But thank you for your concern, but really I’m ok. In fact, I’m feeling better already and I’m going to go back to work in just a few minutes.” She smiled at Lucie. Lucie smiled back. “OK, ma’am, but I still think you should see a doctor!” Jessica shook her head. “No, I’m fine, but if I don’t get better in a few days I’ll make an appointment to go see one, deal?” Lucie nodded. “Deal.” “Good. Now, if you want to go back to work now, I’ll be ok.” “Are you sure?” “I’m sure. I’ll be right behind you in a few minutes.” Lucie seemed hesitant but Jessica smiled at her and erased any doubt Lucie had. “Ok,” she responded. Jessica watched as Lucie turned to leave. A million thoughts raced through her head as she heard the door close. She looked in the mirror. *Could it be possible? No. No it couldn’t be. But what if it is? She’s right I have all the symptoms and come to think of it I did skip this month. No, I’ve just been under a lot of stress that’s all. I couldn’t be pregnant. That’s absurd!* But as Jessica stared in the mirror the doubts still plagued her mind. She sighed as she brushed back her hair. As she walked out of the bathroom, she tried to push the thought out of her mind. There was no use worrying over it at the moment, there was nothing she could do until later, plus she had work to do. So to her best ability, she pushed any thought about her being pregnant out of her mind. **** Jessica glanced at the clock for the fiftieth time. She sighed. It was only 4:35 p.m. She put her pencil down and rubbed her temples. She needed to get her work down, but there was no way she could possibly concentrate. She had tried her hardest to forget Lucie’s words, and had actually succeeded for an hour or two, but then it just kept ringing through her head. Pregnant, pregnant, pregnant. She shook her head. Every part of her wanted to scream “no it’s not possible” but something inside of her kept whispering “you know its true.” Jessica needed to find out what part of her was right. She looked at the clock again, 4:36. She let out an aggravated scream. She quickly stacked the papers into a pile, put them back in their folder, and threw them in a draw. Enough was enough. She was leaving now. She had pulled enough late nighters to leave early this one time. Grabbing her coat she walked out of her office, stopping at Lucie’s desk on the way. “Miss Bannon, are you leaving?” “Yeah, I’m still not feeling good so I think I’m going to go home and rest.” Lucie nodded. “That’s probably a good idea. You need a little rest, sick or not.” Jessica smiled “Lucie, you worry too much!” Just as Lucie was about to reply, the phone rang. “Hello, this is Jessica Bannon’s office.” Jessica took that as her cue to leave and waved to Lucie signaling that she was leaving. Lucie quickly waved back as she was writing down a message. She leaned against the wall of the elevator after she hit the first floor button. She let out a soft moan the gears shifted and the elevator jumped to life. “Damn thing, you think with all the technology we have today they could stop an elevator from jumping like that. “ She sighed as the elevator zipped down the first floor, groaning again as it came to a stop. As she stepped outside, the wind whipped around her sending a chill through her spine. She rapidly wrapped her jacket around her, trying to block out the cold. “What a day,” she muttered. “What a day.” She held her jacket closely to her as she walked to her car. As she neared her car, she pulled out her keys. *Next stop, the drug store. It’s time to find out the truth.* she thought climbing into her car and driving away. **** Jessica looked her watch. *Just a couple more minutes* she thought. She turned her attention back to her book. She skimmed the page trying to find the spot where she left off. Not finding it she flipped back a page. She skimmed over the page still searching for a passage she recognized. Looking back and forth between the pages she sighed. She still couldn’t find a familiar paragraph. She continued to flip back a few more pages. She continued this process until she found something she remembered reading. She looked at the page number. Not only was it twenty pages back, but it was also where she had originally started. She sighed. The whole time she had been reading not a word had registered. She placed her bookmark back inside her book and placed it inside. There was no use trying to read when she couldn’t concentrate. She picked up the T.V. remote and started to channel surf. After flipping through all forty channels three times, she finally found a movie she liked. Jessica had seen it several times before, but it was one of those movies she never got tired of. Jessica lost herself in the movie. As she dabbed her eyes dry she looked her watch. “Six o’ clock?!” she exclaimed. “It’s six o clock already?” She quickly threw her Kleenex down and ran to the bathroom. She slowed her pace down as she walked into it. She hesitated as she moved to the counter. “Well, this is it. It’s time to find out the truth.” She reached her hand out, stopped, and pulled it back. “I can’t do this. I mean it think I know the truth, but this will confirm it one way or the. I’m just not ready for this.” She turned to walk out the door, stopping at the doorframe. “No! I have to know the truth. I need to know the truth. “She turned around and walked back to the counter. Before any second thoughts could reenter her mind she picked up the pregnancy test. Jessica sat down on the edge of the bathtub just looking at the pregnancy test in her hand. She could feel her world crumbling around her. Her worst fear had come true. She had been right, it was positive. The test clanked to the ground as she buried her face in her hands. “No,” she cried. “No, this cant be happening. I’m not ready to be a mother. Why wont this nightmare just end?” Her body shook as tears rolled down her face. After several minutes, she started to recompose herself. She picked back up the test. “What am I ever going to do now?” **** Lucie looked at Jessica with disbelief. “You mean I was right?” Jessica nodded. “The doctor confirmed it. I’m a month and half pregnant!” “I can’t believe it.” “I know me either. Me, a mother.” Lucie nodded. “So when is the exact due date?” “The doctor said June 10.” “Are you going to continue to work?” “Of course! Me a stay at home mom. Never!” Lucie laughed. “I guess you aren’t the stay home type are you. What about a wedding? Are you going to marry the father?” She shook her head. “No, definitely not. My mom was a single mom and she did one heck of a job. I believe I can do just as good, if not better,” Lucie nodded. “Of course.” Then getting up she hugged Jessica. “You’ll be an awesome mom, I’m sure. Congratulations.” Jessica returned the hug, “Thank you, Lucie.” She smiled. “No problem.” Suddenly, the phone rang. Lucie picked it up, “Hello, Jessica Bannon’s office.” Lucie listen to the other end for a second. “Hmm-hmm. One moment please.” She covered the phone with her hand. “There’s a Miss Livian on the line.” “I’ll take it in my office,” Jessica replied walking into her office, “Hello? Yes, I’ll connect you to Miss Bannon now.” As Jessica sat down in her chair, her phone began to ring. “Hello Diane.” “Hey, Jess.” “How are you?” “Wonderful, you?” “Well, at the moment I’m fine.” “Oh? Has something happened?” “Well, as a matter of fact, several things have.” “Oh?” “Yep.” “Uh-huh. Do you care to elaborate a little here?” “Well, let’s see. I got a promotion, along with it a raise.” “Okay, and?” “And? Does there have to be more?” “No, but I know there is.” Jessica smiled. “You know me too well.” “Of course. So, what are you hiding.” “Well, just remember this date, June 10.” “Jess, you aren’t getting married, are you?” She laughed. “No, no weddings for me.” “Then what?” “I’m pregnant. “You’re what?” “I’m pregnant!” Jessica waited for a reply. “Diane?” “You’re serious aren’t you” “Yes, about as serious as I can be.” “Who’s the father?” Jessica didn’t answer. “Jessica?” “You don’t know him.” “Does he know?” asked Diane. “No.” “Why haven’t you told him?” “I just haven’t” “Are you going to marry him?” “No.” “Ok, let me try this again. Do you love him?” “No.” Jessica waited for Diane’s next response. The silence dragged on. Finally, she said, “Then...why?” Jessica had a feeling she would get around to that question. “It was a mistake I guess. A big, awful mistake.” “Are you keeping the baby?” “As of now, yes.” “I can’t believe you’re going to be a mother. The whole idea just seems off the wall.” “I know. I still can’t believe it myself.” “And you’re sure you’re pregnant?” “Yes, I saw the doctor and he confirmed it. A month and a half.” “Unbelievable. Have you told you parents yet?” “No, but then again I haven’t spoken to them since I left the Quest Compound” “I really think you should try to patch things up with them, Jess. They love you, you know.” Jessica paused before she answered. “I know, but there were so many hurtful words. I don’t want to relive it or even think about it.” “I really think you should tell them.” “I’ll think about it.” “Think about it long and hard. They deserve the right to know that they are going to be grandparents. And that child deserves the chance to know them,” “I know and like I said I’ll think about it.” “That’s all I ask. Hey, I have to go now, but I’ll call again when I get the chance.” “Ok, talk to you later then,” “Yeah, bye,” “Bye.” Jessica hung up the phone. She stared at it, pondering what Diane had said. She hadn’t talked to her parents in ages. So much had happened, so much had changed. She picked up the phone and began to dial. She listened as the phone rang. Once, twice, three times. “Hello?” the voice paused. “Hello?” Quickly, she hung up the phone. She wasn’t ready yet. She just wasn’t ready. **** Jessica picked up her mug and walked out of her office to the coffeepot. “You know, Miss Bannon, you really should consider cutting down on the coffee.” Jessica ignored her as she refilled her mug. “All that caffeine can’t be good for the baby.” “Yeah, I suppose you’re right. As soon as I get these new adds are done, I wont need it as much,” she replied walking back into her office. Before she shut her door she added, “And Lucie I don’t want to be disturbed the rest of the day. No phone calls, no visitors, no nothing.” “Yes ma’am.” Jessie strolled over to her desk. Sitting down she stared at her the sketch in front of her. “Now all it needs is a catchy saying.” She leaned back in her chair taking a sip of her coffee. Setting her cup down, she rubbed her temples. She just couldn’t seem to come up with the right slogan. Everything she thought of seemed lamed, this account was big. I had to be just right. Suddenly, her door flung open. “I’m sorry Miss Bannon, I tried to stop him.” “It’s ok Lucie,” Jessica replied noticing Tony’s angry expression. “And please close the door on you’re way out.” Lucie nodded as she closed the door behind her. “Is it true?” Tony spat out angrily. “Is what true?” “Are you pregnant?” Jessica looked at him a moment. Then replying calmly she answered, “Yes, I am pregnant.” “Why didn’t you tell me?” “Who said it was yours?” “Well, is it?” Jessica debated on whether she should tell him the truth or not. “Yes.” He glared at her, anger filling his face. “You can’t keep it.” “You have no control over that matter.” “It’s my baby, too. And I. don’t. want .a .child.” he said through clenched teeth, “Well, it’s also my baby and my body! And I will keep this child!” she exclaimed getting out her chair and walking towards him. He grabbed her arm. “Do you realize we could both get into a lot of trouble of this matter? This baby will cause nothing but trouble!” “I don’t care!” He tightened his grip. “Well, I do! I will not lose my job over this! That’s why I’ve taken action. I made an appointment at the abortion clinic. Two ‘o clock tomorrow.” She cringed as she looked at his face. Jessica could feel the tears well up I her eyes. “I will not abort my baby!” “You will do as I say,” he said his voice low and harsh. “And just to make sure you go I will accompany you.” The he let go of her arm and walked out her office. Slamming the door behind him. Jessica could feel the tears run down her face. “I will not abort my baby! No matter what you say Tony Branton!” The tears feel freely as she sat back down behind her desk. She had to find a way out of the appointment, but she wasn’t sure how. Tony held an amount of power over her that no one else had before. He was the only person she could say she was truly afraid of. And if he came with her to this appointment, she didn’t see how she could possible get out of it. But she had to. She just had to. **** Tony stormed into Jessica’s office carrying her coat on her arm. He threw it on her desk. “Let’s go,” he said briskly. “Go where?” “you know where. Now, let’s go.” “Why, Tony, I have no idea what you are talking about.” . “Don’t tell me you forget about are business meeting at Gibsons?” Jessica saw his eyes fill with anger. She inwardly cringed. “Oh that! How silly of me to forget.” She quickly grabbed her coat and slipped in on. “Well, then I guess we should go.” He didn’t answer, but turned and walked out her office. She followed closely behind him, The car ride over was silent. Too silent for Jessica, but she was afraid to say anything. She was afraid to lose her child. She still hadn’t figured a way out of having the abortion preformed. She just knew she had to. Tony didn’t say a word as he parked behind a one story, white building. He got out of the car and walked towards the door. Jessica stayed in the car for a moment, but then got out of the car herself and entered the building. It was a simple room. There were no decorations and the only furniture consisted of chairs and the main desk. Jessica spotted Tony and sat down beside him. “Tony, please don’t make me do this. This child is alive. It deserves to live.” He didn’t answer his gaze focused ahead of him. “Tony, please!” “Jessica Bannon.” He looked at her when she didn’t get up. She looked into his eyes, pleading with her own. “Jessica Bannon,” the nurse called again. “Go,” he said. She got up. “Call a taxi when you’re down. I have to go back to work.” She looked at him in disbelief. “But won’t people wonder? I mean we left together for a business meeting.” He looked at her sternly. “I’ll just tell them I had to leave early because something urgent came up. Now, go.” She turned away from him and followed the nurse to a room in the back of the building. This room was as bleak as the main room. It was only equipped with the necessities of the procedure. “I’ll be right back,” the nurse stated. “Just have a sit.” Jessica nodded as she climbed upon the cold, metal table. She bit her lip trying to hold back the tears that were forming. She couldn’t do this. She couldn’t kill an innocent life. If he was leaving then maybe…. Suddenly the nurse reentered the room. “Okay,” she began. “No,” Jessica said cutting her off. “I’m sorry, but I can’t do this.” She quickly grabbed her coat and ran out of the room slipping the coat on as she did. She didn’t stop as she neared the main room to see if Tony was still there. She didn’t care. She couldn’t, wouldn’t do this. As she ran out of the clinic door, she ran into someone. As she stumbled backwards, their arms circled her stopping her from moving back, “I’m…I’m so sorry,” she said looking up. She gasped as she found herself staring into a pair of crystal blue eyes. “Jonny.” liek it hate it? tell me PLEASE! andrea === your just jealous because the little voices talk to me AOLim:ADOANNIE98 ICQ:13307330--just say ur from teh JQML Websit:http://www.geocities.com/Paris/2057