Second ThoughtsMature

"Are you sure this is a good idea?"  I asked as I looked around the corner at the mass of reporters, televsion cameras and microphones that had gathered outside the hospital to speak to the fice runaways who had called them there.  "I mean, what if it backfires?  What if they say we've been lying?"

"You were all for this plan a few minutes ago," Aimee said.  "What's happened to make you change your mind?"

"I've just been having second thoughts, that's all.  Getting arrested is one thing, but getting arrested on television!  My mother would never let me out of her sight again."

"We're not going to get arrested," Aimee tried to persuade me.  "Not for the crash anyway.  We have the video showing that Louise acted out of self-defence, they can't put her away for that, and we had nothing to do with that anyway so we're safe."

"But once we show our faces there's no going back.  They'll know who we are."

"You don't have to do this Flo," Harry said, taking my hand.  "But it will look better if we present a united front.  Louise is in intensive care so obviously can't be here and Silas needs to be with her now.  That just leaves the three of us."

"OK, fine!"  I said exasperatedly, earning a hug from both of my friends. "But if we end up in prison then I'm going to make your lives hell."

"Deal," Aimee whispered in my ear.  "Does this also mean you're ready to face them?"


"No time like the present," Harry said a little too cheerfully.  "And they're all waiting for us."

"OK then," I said, taking a deep breath to calm myself before throwing myself into the lion's den.  It clearly didn't work as my phone began to ring, making me jump.  "Hang on," I apologised, "I should take this."

"Sure," Aimee said.  "We'll wait for you."

"Hello?" I said, answering my mobile as I walked a little bit away from Harry and Aimee.

"Flossie is that you?"


"Thank God you're alive.  What happened to you?  I heard about the accident so I tried to call you but you weren't picking up my messages.  Are you alright?"

I couldn't help but smile at the sound of Ian's voice.  He sounded genuinely concerned about my safety, worried that I might be hurt.  It was nice.

"I'm fine, I promise.  We're all fine.  I got off with just a few scratches, maybe a bruise or two, but Louise and Silas have been shot."


"They're fine now, we got them to the hospital in time."

"It's so good to hear your voice.  I've missed you."

"I missed you too," I replied, shocked by the fact that I meant it, but maybe not for all the right reasons.  I'd been a spare wheel in our group for so long that it was nice to have someone who cared for me in the way Silas cared for Louise or Harry worried about Aimee.

"Where are you?"

"A hospital somewhere in Oregon I think, St John's."

"How on earth did you get there?"

"I'm not sure."

"I'm coming to find you.  I'm in Oregon working at the moment so I'll be able to get a day or two off to come and see you."

"You don't have to do that," I said, smiling and blushing on the other end of the phone.

"I want to," Ian replied.  "I can't wait to see your face again."

"I've got to go," I said, seeing Aimee wave at me from a few feet away.  "Some conference thing Aimee has set up.  I'll call you back when I'm done."

"I'll get on the road as soon as I can, I promise.  I can't wait to see you."

"I can't wait either."

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