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[color=lightgray][indent][indent]Shannon had picked a terrible day not to use her car for work. 

Hurrying through the torrential downpour, the doctor knew that she wasn’t going to make it back to Westwood before the Police cordoned off the roads. This sort of weather rolled in every so often, so lifetime inmates of Edenridge had experienced this sort of thing at least a few times in their lives. She was going to need to find a place to hang tight until the all clear was bestowed upon them. Luckily for Shannon, a shining beacon of light sat at the end of the street, illuminated in the dark. 

The Hole in the Wall.

Making her way inside, she had a quick look around to see that the bar itself was empty save the lone bartender, Gary. Shannon was soaking wet; her pristine business suit was heavy on her shoulder from absorbing all the rain and her short pencil skirt was feeling terribly uncomfortable at that moment. The bar counter was shining from a recent wipe down and the cinema board that hung above it displaying the latest in craft beer goodness. Gary had outdone himself with this latest batch. He had a way about him to make breweries trust him in getting their brand out there even though Eden was a small market, 

[color=7484B4]“Hey Gar, you stuck too? Least you’re not alone now,”[/color] Shannon smiled as she sat down in a booth nearby. She could see her daughter’s name scratched into the wooden table and a little smile crossed her face. The Hole was one of Mei’s haunts; one of her safe places. She knew her youngest put up a brave front and had this aura about her that relayed strength but the truth of the matter was Mei had struggled for a very long time and still struggled to this day. It was sad that nobody else really knew that. [color=7484B4]“I’ll get a Hazy Jane, pint please? And I guess I’ll start a tab, looks like I’ll be here a while.”[/color]

After peeling off her wet jacket to reveal a nice white shirt, the therapist swung her long toned legs to the outside of the booth and took out her cell. She hit up her speed dial and called her husband, Will. [color=7484B4]“Hey bubba, where are you?….You’re stuck at the Dojo? I figured you would be. Me? I managed to get to the Hole. Have you spoken to the girls? Are they safe?…Reagan’s at the clinic and Mei is out partying. Figures. Ok baby, stay safe and I’ll see you soon ok? Love you,”[/color] Hanging up just in time for her beer to arrive, she sighed in relief to know her family was safe. Taking a nice long sip of the tasty beverage, the raven haired woman let out a content moan.

Her earlier session with Lolly had gotten her feeling a bit nostalgic. Shannon thought back to when she was younger and her life was oh so very different. She was a smart woman, she knew how people saw her. Strong, independent, successful. She wondered what the Shannon of the past, the one that grew up on the Southside, would think of who she turned into?

Entering the Hole, after dropping Clay off, soaked in his officer attire, Sly calmly soothed the person on the other line, waving at Gary and immediately noticing the woman by her lonesome self in a booth, [color=567157]“The Reservation? Well, at least she’s not going to be in the storm. You know how Pops gets. This is likely part of her trying to find herself again. I’m sure she’s not alone. She isn't? See. She has Mordechai and Jade. Anyways, I’ll be at the Hole until things lighten up. Just wanted to make sure you were good.”[/color] 

Before taking a seat beside the woman, he mouthed to the bartender at a distance, [color=567157]“Water, please.”[/color] Finishing his phone call, he lovingly said in hushed tones, [color=567157]“Please, take your meds. I’ll be home as soon as I can.”[/color] There was a brief pause, as he unbuttoned his collar, water dripping from his hair, and then he assertively reminded his wife: [color=567157]“Love you, Victoria. Rest well.”[/color] When the line went dead, Sly heavily exhaled out and pocketed his phone. Turning to the woman next to him, he gave a warm smile, [color=567157]“Looks like I’m not the only one stuck. It’s good to see you, Shannon.” [/color] 

She could count every time that she had seen Sylvester James soaking wet. It was a skill. The way his uniform clung to his hulking frame reminded her of days she recalled being wonderful. Those days were long gone though. [color=7484B4]“Hey Rock,”[/color] Shannon greeted with her typical wry smile as she offered up her drink in salute before taking a sip. [color=7484B4]“Glad to see you’re still on the water. Proud of you.”[/color] In a past life, if one looked in that very same booth twenty some years ago they would see the same two people that sat there now, except they weren’t upstanding citizens and pillars of their community. Shannon and Rocky were trailer trash. [color=7484B4]“You finishing up for the night?”[/color]

[color=567157]“Yeah, Chief’s orders,”[/color] Sly admitted, knowing if his boss didn’t tell him to go home, he’d likely still be working and he knew well enough Clay was going to work off the clock, as much as Sly advised him not to. There was a lot of him he saw in his partner, especially when a case hit this deep. It was then Sly noticed he chose to sit [i]next[/i] to her instead of [i]across[/i] from her. He could apologize for overstepping, they weren’t kids anymore, or he could go with it and act like it wasn’t a big deal. 

It was just her, him, and a bartender. 

He had a long day and being next to someone he still considered a great friend put his body at ease. Shannon was good at that. Easing his worries simply by being. [color=567157]“How ‘bout yourself?”[/color] He knew the answer already. This was Shannon Ling. The girl who put her pursuits before anything else. Her family was everything to her, but her career? Her mission to save souls in Edenridge, that surpassed her desire to be a rock for her family. She chose to be a rock for everyone else, just like him. They truly were two peas in a pod. And Sly was happy for her and how much she flourished, without his support. Sly couldn’t be any prouder. 

[color=7484B4]“Yeah,”[/color] Shannon nodded. [color=7484B4]“For some reason I decided to do house calls today and absolutely forgot to check the weather forecast. Left the car at home didn’t I?”[/color] The therapist glanced over at the bartender idly on their phone. [color=7484B4]“Can we get some wings?”[/color] Gary nodded and headed to the back whilst the Ramsey matriarch returned her dark gaze to her former childhood boyfriend. [color=7484B4]“If we’re gonna be stuck here we might as well eat,”[/color] She mused. [color=7484B4]“What’s your day been like?”[/color]

[color=567157]“Just been investigating the new letter,”[/color] Sly shrugged and reached for his glass of water, leisurely taking a sip. [color=567157]“I already know who’s behind it, but this isn’t my case to solve. It’s my partner’s.”[/color] Placing the water down, Sly leaned back in his chair and returned his gaze to the beautiful woman next to him, [color=567157]“Maybe he’ll get the closure he needs about David. Something I wasn’t able to give to the band. With Ronan, I mean.”[/color] Sly plays back that night with his brothers quite often and how Rusty went to the ends of the Earth to avenge his caretaker, the Witch at Hanging Hill, or to them, Ms. Tallulah. The sweetest lady that ever existed. How she went was horrible but how he went afterwards was worse. 

As much as he and Teddy didn’t talk anymore, it was Teddy that finished the serial killer off while Sly watched Rusty lose all light in his eyes, giving his last breath in his arms. If they knew what he and his brothers knew, their demons would be a lot harder to take down. Joni and Sean were prime examples of people that ran away from their demons. James committed suicide, but there were so many things that led to that point, like the fire at the church. If there was anyone that kept his head above water the best, it was Will and that was likely thanks to this woman right here. An anchor. [color=567157]“You know, there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think of him.” [/color] 

[color=7484B4]“He’s been on my mind lately, a lot of stuff has,”[/color] Shannon leaned back in her seat and realised a sign from deep within her chest. [color=7484B4]“Since Charlie, I’ve seen more and more kids struggle to walk that line that all of us born here do. I’ve seen them fall and hurt. I’ve seen them bleed, God Rock. Ronan was the catalyst. Him going like he did, it pushed a lot of pain to the surface. Without that night, James doesn’t go the way he did and maybe Charlie would’ve had a fair shot.” [/color]

She reached out and placed her hand on top of his. Sylvester always kept his pain close, except for Shannon. She always knew how to scale that particular wall. [color=7484B4]“You know, I see Teddy on the tv and at his rallies and I think to myself, I remember the real boy. The boy with the stutter and those piece of shit parents that used to lock him in the basement for weeks with no food. The boy that did all those things we can never say. He worshipped Rusty. That boy still lives in his eyes.”[/color]

[color=567157]“As I’m sure he lives in all those he’s impacted. A ghost is what we want it to be, Freckles,”[/color] Sly turned his hand over to hold onto her’s, a moment between him and her, and no one else, [color=567157]“A wish, a want, a desire, or just a reason to keep living. For me, Rusty is a reminder that I still got a lot of work ahead of me.”[/color] Come rain or shine, Sly had to keep fighting in Rusty’s honour but also for himself and the town. He was living proof that you could be more than the circumstances that surround you. He was living proof that no matter the hardship, there’s always a way out of the dark tunnel. He was living proof that the dark doesn’t always steal the light, you just have to be willing to fight. 

Freckles. Shannon hadn’t heard that in so long, at least not in the way she always remembered. She and Rocky, on warm summer nights sitting atop his trailer. Reaper and Rooster were probably arguing about who could win some kind of fight. Rusty would be surveying it all like the king from the couch that sat in front of the Henley’s trailer. James and Sean were out scoping tail. Ronnie and Joni were likely just vibing to whatever record she had gotten her hands on that week. A paradise. A vision in gold. The life and times of the Southside. 

[color=567157]“James' mental health was already shit. He turned to God afterwards, but the fire? Can’t really say Rusty’s murder led to that. As much as we want to thread all these fucked up things together, sometimes the best way to move forward is to accept you had no control. Nothing we could’ve said or done would’ve stopped him, just how nothing Poppy could’ve said or done could’ve saved Charlie. I’ve mulled it over a bit, and it really fucks you up when you think you’re the reason someone you loved is dead. Charlie is dead because of me. I get that.” [/color]

He let the heaviness of his words linger in the air as he gave Shannon his undivided attention. Thankfully not many people were here to eavesdrop. [color=567157]“I shot that boy dead, I wasn’t thinking, but at that point he had already killed so many people and in the heat of the moment, I was driven by instinct. Nothing else. Rusty? He was a dead man walking. He knew he was going to die. That trip to Maine just made it a lot sooner than we all expected.” [/color]

[color=7484B4]“96 sucked as a year overall.”[/color] Shannon intertwined her fingers with his. [color=7484B4]“Except the summer, that summer was the best.”[/color] Nostalgia filled her eyes and a smile crept upon her face. She brushed a strand of her black hair behind her ear as she fell into remembrance. [color=7484B4]“Do you remember that summer Rock? Teddy dragged us to that party on Scott Street at…God whose house? Tell me if you remember, and when we arrived we watched in sheer horror as April McMahon, butt naked, sang Madonna to…that guy, what was his name? Help me out here!”[/color] She giggled.

Jeez she was bringing him back. The summer of ‘96. The calm before the storm. Before Rusty died, before the Gallows broke up, before Reaper and Rooster accepted their demons, full heartedly, and before Sly became an alcoholic. The summer that at the time felt like it could last forever, or maybe it was just him, maybe he wanted things to last forever. Some moments made them all feel infinite, that summer was the last time they experienced such carefree freedom. How limitless they all felt. 

[color=567157]“Dick. His name was Dick,”[/color] Sly said rather openly and bluntly. Now that his mind was in the vaults of the past, he couldn’t help but smile at the absurdity of it all. [color=567157]“Leave it to April McMahon to find a guy named Dick Bonner. Fuck, why do I even remember that?” [/color]

[color=7484B4]“To be fair to April, none of us knew she was manic depressive with borderline personality disorder at the time. We just thought she was a slut,”[/color] Shannon’s eyes widened as she let go of Sly’s hand only to put it in his shoulder. [color=7484B4]“No, wait, don't you remember? Dick Bonner was his party name! It was Ritchie Davies! We were at the Davies house!”[/color] The Asian beauty leaned into her old flame with a huge grin as Gary brought them wings but both were too lost in their conversation to notice. [color=7484B4]“Alistair was trying to hook up with April but Ritchie got their first.”[/color] Shannon’s eyes narrowed as she looked at the large man she was with and tilted her head. [color=7484B4]“I also seem to remember someone going all alpha because someone called me that little yellow bitch?”[/color]

She was getting all cute and teasing him. Looking down at Shannon who grinned up at him, Sly chuckled, [color=567157]“It didn’t help that was the same night you were giving Will eyes, while he was singing Bushido.”[/color] And to think, Will got the girl in the end because Sly was a mess and had too much dirty laundry. He really did miss this. How easy it all felt when he was around her but they both had their own families and their own responsibilities. Perhaps in another life, they’d be together but it certainly wasn’t this one. Quickly diverting the route of the story, while saving face, Sly reached for his water and before he took a sip, he complimented, [color=567157]“You haven’t aged at all, you still look just as good as you did that summer.”[/color]

[color=7484B4]“It’s my little yellow bitch skin. My Mom was the same. We have flawless skin until we hit fifty then I’ll end up looking like a bulldog's ass,”[/color] She shuffled away slightly, allowing him space to drink. [color=7484B4]“But thank you, Rock. You’re not too bad yourself, especially in uniform.”[/color] Before the trouble that tore them and their friends apart, playfulness was always a part of Shannon and Sylvester’s relationship. It was strange how easy one could slip back into former roles in the presence of old friends. [color=7484B4]“Are you doing good though?“[/color] Her tone shifted a bit more seriously. [color=7484B4]“You know, do you need anything? Does she?”[/color]

[color=567157]“Who? Poppy? My wife?”[/color] Sly placed the glass down once more and shifted his body toward her. He’d like to think Poppy was doing good, thanks to Shannon, or at least as good as she’ll be until she’s able to let Charlie go. As for Victoria? Was she ever good? There was always something and he’d hate to admit to his ex that there was trouble in paradise, ever since Charlie’s journal got stolen. 

Victoria was a bit more unhinged, like Charlie knew something about her that not even Sly knew. Sly didn’t want to think like that though, not with a woman he promised to take care of for the rest of his life. Still, he knew she had her secrets, he had his too. He just didn’t want to open that Pandora's box and hurt Poppy in the process, so it was best he kept things the same. At least until Poppy saw a future again. 

Sometimes it was incredibly difficult for Shannon to switch off her therapist head. It was always that way. Even when they were kids. She had a habit of meddling because she thought she knew best. It made a lot of people hate her. [color=7484B4]“I mean all of the above,”[/color] She used a tone that Sylvester James knew all too well. He had heard this voice way too many times over the course of thirty years. [color=7484B4]“Will and I are always here to help out. In anything and you know that but don’t play the fool; it doesn’t suit you. Does SHE need anything?”[/color]

Shannon was too smart for him. No matter how much he’d like to dodge talking about certain topics, Shannon slammed her fist on the door over and over until he opened it. [color=567157]“No, she’s good. Just restless. But can you blame her? We’ve put her in a box all because our dead friend told us to protect her. Y’know your daughter sees her practically everyday, since Sybil has been teaching her how to handle the register. Thank Christ I had you girls. I was afraid she’d grow up with no education, but she’s so smart. It’s a shame no one knows she exists but us. She’s also a spitting image of him, it’s unreal…”[/color] Sly was back to reminiscing about his best friend. That strikingly red hair that made him, him. [color=567157]“You should visit her sometime. I’m sure she’d love to see you,”[/color] Sly lightly suggested.   

[color=7484B4]“Maybe I will. When next my schedule lightens I’ll make it a point,”[/color] Shannon hated her role in this secret. As a psychologist, an intelligent and logical human being, what they were doing was absolutely insane but they made that mistake when they were kids and they had to commit to it, no matter how much the world around them changed. Shannon was a happily married mother of two, with kids she adored and a husband she worshipped and it killed her dead to hide anything from them.

As if written by the fates, [i]Witch Shit[/i] by Gallows began to play in the Hole and Shannon burst into a fit of laughter. She covered her mouth to try and stifle it. [color=7484B4]“I mean that’s just ridiculous,”[/color] The befreckled beauty chuckled. [color=7484B4]“We’re talking about that and this song comes on. I mean, Mei preaches the ways of Hecate but this is just silly. Gary is fucking with us. He always was a little turd.”[/color]

It wasn’t the coincidence of Witch Shit playing that made Sly smile widen. It was seeing Shannon laughing and being carefree. He knew her well and moments like these were so rare. He hadn’t laughed like that in a long while, not since that one dinner with him, Vicky, Max, Pops, Charlie, and Rhonda. A moment that was now a story but when it was happening, in that moment, they all felt limitless. Infinite. Happy. With the mention of his secret, Sly asked out loud, as if Rusty himself would give him permission to move on, [color=567157]“Do you think we should… tell them? [i]All of them[/i]? If she is very much like…”[/color] He sighed to himself, not used to the amount of grief he was experiencing every time he mentioned Rusty, [color=567157]“I don’t know how much longer she’ll wait for us to give her permission. She’s a witch, after all. They do their own thing. They do [i]Witch Shit[/i].”[/color]

[color=7484B4]“Oh booooo,”[/color] She stuck her tongue out. She glanced out at the bow raging storm. Flashes of lighting illuminating in the rain and bouncing off the old limestone buildings of old Edenridge. Witches. Magic. A tradition and an institution in the old Massachusetts town. A favoured topic of Ronan for whatever reason. A passion her baby girl MeiMei shared with who probably would’ve been her godfather. Shannon was a woman of science and logic. She didn’t believe in spells but on some occasions, she did have to wonder. [color=7484B4]“I don’t know, maybe,”[/color] She responded. [color=7484B4]“If we do, we gotta be smart about it. If it comes out the wrong way, hell will come to town and you and your badge won’t be able to stop it.”[/color]

Polishing off her beer, Mrs. Ramsey flagged Gary down for another. She stared into the empty pint glass, looking at her reflection. She returned to her earlier self imposed question; what would her younger self think of her now? Sitting in a bar, with her ex, dredging up secrets best left in days gone by. Would she be proud?

[color=7484B4]“You owe me five dollars by the way. I loaned you it for the fair in 95 and I haven’t seen it since. Typical trailer trash.”[/color]

[color=567157]“And where is my lucky coin? I let you use it for that mathlete shit and you [i]never[/i] gave it back. Probably threw it in the goddamn lake after we broke up, which I’d like to think was on amicable terms.”[/color] They were children. When they were around each other it was like they were kids again, always finding a reason to have playful banter. 

Speaking of playful things, Sly snapped his finger and was quick to slide the wings in front of him, [color=567157]“Joni’s coming to town. Uncle Eddie had a scare, so if we’re doing this, we need to do this when she’s here. Who knows how long she’ll be here. Do you know when Sean is coming back?” [/color]

[color=7484B4]“You’d know better than me Rock, you literally work with his kid,”[/color] Shannon took a drink from her pint and rested her head on Sly’s broad shoulder. [color=7484B4]“As for your coin, pretty sure Reagan ate it as a baby. Will has a tremendous talent for leaving crap all over the house. Mei sadly inherited that trait. I have so many tea bags filled with her witch shit all over my nice house and she doesn’t even live with us!”[/color] She closed her eyes and listened to the mixed sounds of the storm, Gallows on the radio and Rocky demolishing the legendary Hole in the Wall hot wings with the secret sauce passed from Cleary to Cleary. Her mind drifted to those summer days that they had talked about and the secrets locked away in them. Time enough to last.

[color=7484B4]“You’re still a fucking pig, Rock.”[/color] 

[color=567157]“And you’re still a goody good. What? Afraid to get a little dirty?[/color] Sly teasingly brought his saucy hand to her face. 

Shannon’s dark eyes widened and her gorgeous face transformed into a grimaced horror show. [color=7484B4]“Sylvester James, you come anywhere near me with that hand I am going to release our prom pictures to the public and get my husband to kick your ass.”[/color] Pointing her finger directly between his eyes, she tilted her head with authority. [color=7484B4]“I mean it, Will will brave this storm and spin kick your sidearm straight up your nose.”[/color] Mei had to get it from somewhere right?

Her response was rewarded with an eyeroll, as he pulled his hand back and grabbed another wing. [color=567157]“Look at me, I’m fancypants Shannon married to badass karate king Will. The Shannon I knew would’ve roundhouse kicked me herself,”[/color] Sly mocked his beloved ex, before winking at her. Bringing his attention to his almost gone plate of wings, he grumbled, [color=567157] “Fuck, you’re right. I am a pig.”[/color] 
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