Haymaiden Posted June 7, 2009 Report Share Posted June 7, 2009 Story Title: My Only Memory Type of story: Multi-chapter Main Characters: Martha, Emma, Charlie, Hugo BTTB rating: T, to be safe Genre: Drama Does story include spoilers: No Any warnings: No, if there is I will warn Summary: Set three months after Jack's death. Chapter 1 Martha and Charlie are having coffee together in the diner. Martha stands up then collapses. Charlie: Martha! Twenty Minutes Later, Summer Bay Hospital Rachel: I'm just going to feel around. If if hurts, tell me. Martha: OK. Rachel: There's a lump there. Let's do an ultrasound. Five Minutes Later Martha: What's that? Rachel: You're pregnant. Martha bursts into to tears Martha: Jack, Jack. Four Years Later Hugo bursts into Martha's house. It is on fire. Hugo: Martha! Emma! Hugo runs into the bedroom. Martha: Save Emma. Hugo picks up Emma, who is Martha and Jack's daughter, and takes her outside. Hugo calls the fire bridgade and runs back into the bedroom. Hugo: Martha! Martha! Hugo carries Martha outside. Two Days Later Martha and Emma stand outside the wreckage of their home. Martha is in tears. Two Hours Later Charlie: I'm so sorry. Martha: She . . . She's my only memory . . . of Jack. Martha bursts into tears. Comments Please? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EmmaJane123 Posted June 7, 2009 Report Share Posted June 7, 2009 OMG!OMG! Jacks dead Love it <3 Great Update Please Update Soon Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Haymaiden Posted June 7, 2009 Report Share Posted June 7, 2009 Thanks EmmaJane Three Months Later Martha: We gather here today for the fifth anniversary of Jack Holden's death. I would like to thank . . . like to thank . . . Hugo . . . for saving . . . my only . . . memory. Martha falls down in tears. Emma: Mummy, Daddy told me he doesn't what you to cry. He wants you to be happy. Martha: Does he Emma? Martha stands up, holding her daughter's hand. Martha: For five years, times have been hard. And not a day goes by where I don't cry. But I have a daughter. A daughter that more precious than any in that house. A daughter just as precious as Jack. And I know he's watching over us. The guardian angel of the Bay. I'll update more soon. I know it's short, but this is make me cry. Comments Please? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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