Chapter 5 "The Chat"

November, 22nd 1999

Scott was barely awake, he had slept on the couch in the basement.  Not the most comfortable, but it was close to Tany.  Scott could hear some rustling around upstairs.  He knew Ciera was probably fixing breakfast.  He should get up, but he just wanted to lay there for awhile.  He then heard some water running, Scott wondered if Tany was taking a shower.

He decided he would also get ready for the day. He stretched and went over to his bag.  Pulling out a shirt, jeans and his travel kit.   

He walked to the basements other bathroom.  And started to close the door, Tany was walking out of her room.  Tany turned to see Scott looking at her.  She smiled and then winked.

She was dressed in a T-shirt, jeans and pink colored Cowboy Boots.  Scott thought she looked really good today.  "Stop, I need to take a shower."  He said because Tany was walking to him.  "And besides, I haven't brushed my teeth."  

"So, I still want to kiss you good morning."  

"Oh, fine, but you are putting your health in your own hands....."

She leaned over and kissed him.  "And......"  

"Good morning, beautiful."  

"I didn't die, well I did but."  

"Ok, now let me take my shower."  

"See you upstairs."  She shut the door. 

He stripped down and thought about her kiss.  He started to get aroused, "why must you come out now, well you can just get back in your hole, Now I am going to have to take a cold shower."

Scott was dressed and ready for the day, as he walked into the Kitchen he could hear voices.  Tany was sitting at the table eating her scone.  Scott was happy Ciera made scones.  He loved her scones.

He walked over to the table and leaned down and kissed Tany on the top of her Head.  He could smell her shampoo and her perfume.  Again thinking dirty thoughts, he quickly sat down.  Tany smiled at him and continued eating.  "Good morning, meu segundo filho."  Ciera said as she gave Scott a plate.  "Bom-dia, minha outra mae."  One thing that Scott always got a kick out of, was no matter what he did, The Connors always treated him like he was part of the family.

Ciera tried to teach Scott a little Portuguese, he learned a few words and a few bad words thanks to Jonny.  Thinking of Jonny, Scott wondered when they would be there.  John who had a mouth full of scones said, "He should be here around 11 this morning."

"Do we have to be nice to her," Cintia said with pleading in her eyes.  Looking over to Tany who had a huge smile on her face.

"Of, course, minha beleza."  "Whatever."  "Now, Cintia you know we respect all of our family."  Ciera tried.  "I don't like her at all and I shouldn't...."

"Cintia, I suggest you listen to your mother."  
"Fine."  She continued to eat.

Jonny and Cheryl were at odds with each the whole way to Arlington.  From LAX to AMA they argued all the way.  Jonny was getting really tired of everytime they were together they got into fights.  Hell, they got into battles when they weren't together.  Jonny and his family were going to talk about some stuff and he didn't want Cheryl there, but since she made a big fuss about it she came.  Jonny told her to behave herself and that if she didn't he would send her home.  See, Jonny had been doing some thinking.  He started to realize that Cheryl had nothing.  Everything "they" owned was Jonny's.  The cars, the house, her clothes........everything.  She had nothing and she would get nothing because she was a drug addict.  So as soon as he could he was going to file for divorce.  But for now he was going to play the part until he was able to talk with his father.  So here they were sitting in the cab riding to Arlington and here they were arguing.  All because she wanted him to dye his hair blonde.  She just didn't understand his heritage and why he would want to keep his hair black.  So again they were arguing about that.

The Taxi pulled up to the ranch gates and Cheryl already started to complain about the smell.  Cheryl and Jonny had gotten married here in June.  And during that time Cheryl complained the whole time about how the ranch smelled.  Jonny was starting to get mad again.  Usually he would just tell her no, or not now.  But at this very moment he was getting ready to slap her.  Of course he wouldn't but one day he would love to just hull of and smack her.  Jonny paid the taxi-driver and he opened the gate.  The code was so easy to remember, it was his name.  Well it was his fathers but since he is named after his father he knew the code.

Scott, Tany, Al and Beth went out to go eat at the "Best" Texas steakhouse.  Cinita was over at her boyfriends house.  Ciera and Cheryl were watching t.v. in the livingroom.  Juno was still working on his homework.  Jonny didn't remember having as much homework, but he was 9 years older than Juno.  Times had changed a lot.  John was in his office, probably talking with a script writer or his agent.  Jonny knocked on the door.

 "Come in."  John was on the phone, so Jonny just sat in one of the big chairs. "Hey, Listen George, my son just walked in, let me get back to you. You bet.  Bye, Bye now."  He hung up the phone.

"Yes, son , what can I do for ya?"  
"Well, I was wondering, can I talk to you about something?"  
"You know you can son."  He gave Jonny a quizical look.  
"I am thinking about filing for divorce." 
"You sure?"

"Dad, she wants me to dye my hair to blonde, she wants me to do drugs with her, she wants me......." 
"Ok, I get it. Son if you feel in your heart that is the right thing to do, then..."  
"What do you think?"  
"Now you know, I want you to be happy.  But Jon this isn't my decision, this is yours."  
"I know, I don't want to get a divorce but we fight all the time.  And she doesn't want to have any children.  And I want them."  
"So what does your heart say?"  
"It tells me to leave her and never look back."  
"So then you have your answer."  
"Yes, I suppose I do." 

Jonny wasn't raised that men don't cry, John cried all the time.  He stood up and John did the same, and gave his son a hug.  "Son, you will find a woman that loves you for who and what you are."  
"I know , dad."  And with that the tears came.  Jonny cried in his fathers arms for a few minutes.  John hated to see any of his children hurt, especially Jonny.  Jonny wiped his eyes, thanked his dad and left the office.  Jonny would talk to Al next to see if he could find a good lawyer.

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