Subj: Something Wicked Chapter7
Date: 7/10/00 1:44:15 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Julianka
When Willie arrived back at the Old House Barnabas was still up.
"Willie, you look quite pale. Are you alright?"
"Barnabas, I.....I..." stuttered Willie.
"What is it Willie?" asked Barnabas, concern showing plainly on his face, as he watched Willie struggling to speak.
Willie thought frantically. Jason must be doing something to keep him from speaking his name. Obviously he would have to find another way.
"Nothing, Barnabas. I..I'm fine. It's been a long day and a strange night, that's all. I'm going to bed now, okay." said Willie. He had to be alone to think.
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Willie tossed and turned all night. Slowly dawn came and with it came a plan. Getting up, he dressed quickly. The whole time he was on pins and needles waiting for Jason to pop out at him. Entering the kitchen, Willie put on a pot of coffee, started breakfast cooking and set the table. Would his plan work? Only time would tell.
Barnabas, an early riser, now that he had been cured of his affliction enjoyed early morning strolls and always returned with a hearty appetite.
"Smells good. Breakfast ready yet?" Barnabas inquired.
"Almost." answered Willie.
Barnabas seated himself at the table.
"Are you going to town today, Barnabas?"
"Yes, I have some errands, then I'm meeting Julia for lunch, why?"
"Well, I have a pretty full schedule today. And if you want to eat dinner here tonight someone has to go the store. I could go, but then I won't have time....."
"Willie." Barnabas interupted. "Make a list. Wilson's still delivers, don't they?"
"Yes. Thank-you Barnabas."
In just a few minutes, Willie had the food ready. Willie handed Barnabas his plate . Blueberry muffins and a pitcher of fresh squeezed orange juice were already on the table. Willie poured himself and Barnabas a cup of coffee and joined him at the table with his own plate. Barnabas nodded his thanks and picked up the morning paper.
Willie pulled a notepad from the side of the table and began writing his list. He paused a couple of times. Certain letters giving him trouble, but finally he finished the list and checked it over.
Jam
Almonds
Spagettii
Oatmeal
Nectarines
Milk
Cantaloupe
Grapes
Upside-down cake mix, pineapple
Ice cream, vanilla
Radishes
Eggs
Willie nodded to himself, this had to work. He couldn't think of any other way
to get a message across to Barnabas about Jason. Barnabas cleared his throat,
took a last sip of coffee and got up from the table.
"An excellant breakfast, Willie. Thank-you. Now do you have your list ready?"
Willie silently handed the list over. He almost sobbed when Barnabas put it in his pocket without even looking at it and left the kitchen.
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Willie racked his brain trying to think what to try next. Who could he get to help him fight Jason Mc Guire? And how could he ask for help when he couldn't speak Jason's name. He didn't have the power to fight Jason, but how could he stand helplessly aside and let Jason hurt his friends? Who could fight Jason? Barnabas? Without his vampire powers, Barnabas is a helpless as Willie himself. Barnabas and Julia could get Professor Stokes to help them. But once again how could he let them know about Jason?
Willie shuddered as he remembered Jason's fits of temper when he was alive. He rarely indulged in angry outbursts, but when he did! Man, when he did his temper was firey! Like an unexpected bomb dropped down! Willie's head snapped up! How do you fight fire? With fire! That's how!
To be continued........