Ocean Water
Part Eight
By Missy

SERIES: Ocean Water
PART: eight of ??
Author: Missy
Email: lasfic@yahoo.com
RATING: R (For language, adult themes)
PAIRING(s): L/L

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CATEGORY: L/L; Drama
CANNON/SPOILERS: Alternate post-HTNYT cannon
FEEDBACK: PLEASE?!
SPOILLER/SUMMARY: Laverne's been keeping a secret for the past twenty years.
NOTES: Another one of those weird pieces that come out of nowhere...

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Laverne, Leah and Lenny stood on the steps of the Darlington home silently.

Laverne paused before knocking; the world, the entire future, seemed to rest upon this one motion.

Leah seemed bored. Incredibly bored. As though she wanted to be off playing around in some nightclub, instead of standing around waiting for her mother to just move her hand.

Lenny placed a hand on his wife's shoulder. "go on, Vernie."

Laverne did as he bid, knocking carefully on the door. A brief silence passed before she returned to her knocking.

Suddenly, the door opened, and there stood a short, heavyset woman in a housedress.

"Uh...are you Charlotte Darlington?"

She nodded, "yes."

"Oh.." Laverne trembled.

"Is there anything the matter?" she gasped, "oh God, it's not Joe, is it?"

"No...I'm here to ask you about your son, Robert?"

Her eyes darkened, "it's been a long time since I talked about him. Why do you want to know? Oh, wait, were you his science teacher? You look an awful lot like...Mrs. Aricolia?"

Laverne shook her head, "no, I'm afraid not." She took a deep breath, "I was his birth mother. Robert was my biological baby."

Charlotte trembled against the doorframe. "you're not welcome in my home." She said, then slammed the door.








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