Chapter fifty five

"Nice place."

Taylor walked around the bar counter in the kitchen.

"It's not real big. I woulda liked a little bigger. But for me it's okay."

Taylor looked around him.

"You did a nice job."

"Thanks."

Isaac paused a minute.

"How's home?"

"Quiet. Mom and dad always ask me about you. 'Is he okay?'"

Isaac grinned.

"They have my number."

"Oh I know. They just don't want to call you. They want you to be independent, they want you to think they aren't worried. Too bad they can't stand the fact."

They both chuckled uneasily.

"Zac?"

"He's resulted to not speaking. Unless it's to mom. He told her that he wasn't the only one who needed to work it out."

Isaac sighed.

"Ever say anything about me?"

"Not a word."

Isaac looked away.

"Think he will?"

"Of course."

"When."

"I don't know."

"It's been three weeks."

"I know."

The two walked to the front door.

"Chris wants us to get together soon. He says he'd like to hear some stuff we've got going. So would Mercury."

Isaac nodded.

"Alright. Call me then?"

"Yup."

Taylor stepped out.

"See you later Ike."

Isaac waved to him as he walked down the steep front steps.

"These are going to be hell in winter."

Isaac grinned.

"It's a challenge."


"Zac!"

"WHAT!"

"GET IT RIGHT AND STOP SCREWING AROUND!"

Zac shrugged.

"Don't know how. I'm just having a hard time with it right now, you know…the whole 'do it the right way thing' just gets to me."

Jeremy shoved his brother.

"I'd like to get this song done sometime this century. With or without you."

"Oh so now I'm cut from the album? Gee! What a brother! You can really tell where your friends.."

Jeremy cracked a grin.

"Shut up would you. You're giving me a headache."

Zac replaced the headphones on his ears and looked down at the sheet music.

"Once more! Yeah yeah from the top!"


"Not much in the way of interviews. Look. We still don't have letterman. How many years has it been? Christ."

Taylor sat back in his chair.

"Well, he wants you to play. I was thinking maybe something from your old days."

"Like what."

Chris sat in thought.

"Well it's your job to figure it out, all I know is you got 3 performances and 2 interviews stretched over 3 months. That's a little shabby don't you two think."

Isaac and Taylor looked at eachother.

"Shabby nothin'. I think all the promos we did a while back can make up for the ones we don't fee like doing now."

Chris sat foreward.

"Now is not the time to screw around. Where's your brother anyway?"

Isaac offered the reply.

"Detained."

"Where? He was supposed to be here."

"Detained."

"Well you better crack on it, you guys need to get to work. No slacking anymore."

"We never slack."

"Oh yeah. When was the last time you played….together."


"How many so far?"

Zac Dentra beamed.

"Six outta thirteen! And all in 5 weeks!"

Zac Hanson grinned.

"Way cool."

"Oh yeah."

"Got a name for it yet?"

"Nope."

"Any ideas?"

"Nope."

"Cool."

They laughed.

"So whatcha been up to?"

"Nothing."

"Sounds like fun."

"It's a blast. You?"

"Recording. Josh wants it out by end of July."

"Wow. That's only like, only six weeks."

"It's not gonna happen. I'm thinking the end of summer."

They nodded.

"Give me some fries."

Zac Dentra reached across the table and grabbed some of his friends lunch.

"So what do we do now?"

"The mall."

Zac Dentra drew back.

"The mall?! You're willing to sacrifice yourself for me! What a great friend!"

"Not for you ditso. Kevin says there tons of girls at the mall. We dress down, we don't shower. We can go to the mall without bodygaurds."

The two grinned.

"Hurry up and eat that quarter pounder!"


Mercy groaned.

"This is not good not good at all."

"What?"

She looked down at Jeremy.

"Nothing."

She walked to the front door.

"Can I borrow your car Jem?"

He frowned, pulling the keys out of his pocket.

Tossing them to her he sighed.

"Why?"

I gotta go talk to Tay."

"Mey you were going to make dinner though!"

"It can wait."


Mercy pounded on the front door.

She heard the footsteps within and waited.

Mr. Hanson pulled the door open.

"Oh hello Mercy."

She managed a smile.

"Hi."

"Come on in."

She followed him into the house.

"Taylor's on the phone. I'll tell him you’re here."

He walked into the kitchen, leaving her in the living room.

She heard the phone click on the wall and waited for Taylor to walk in.

"Hey. What's up?"

She sighed.

"I gotta talk to you."

"Oh. Like bad? Or can it wait till after I run over to Kate's? Cause she needs me to pick up some stuff for her."

"No it can't wait."

He frowned.

She grabbed his hand, pulling him up the stairs to his room.


"Where's Mey?"

"She just raced outta here to go talk to Taylor."

"What about dinner?"

"She said it could wait."

"Great!"

Zac threw up his arms and left the room.


"Oh great. What's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm not going to spell it out for you Taylor."

She stood still, watching him intently as he paced the room.

"Mey!"

"What!!"

Taylor sighed.

"How late again?"

She glared at him.

"A week and a half you dumb putts."

He smacked his forehead.

"Damnit!"

"Tay!"

"Stop I'm thinking!"

She folded her arms over her chest.

"That's bad right? That you're late right? It's not a good thing."

"No Taylor. It's a bad bad thing."

She was beginning to get irritated.

"So what do we do now?"

"Well. Wanna drive me to a doctor's appointment tommorrow?"


"Where are you going?"

"Out."

"Where's out?"

"None of your business."

"Is Taylor going?"

"Yes."

"I don't want to know."

She threw a scowl in Zac's direction as she looked out the window once more.

"Oh there he is. Finally."

She jumped up and ran to the door.

"I'll be back later. Behave."

Zac shook his head.

"Whatever."


Taylor let out a sigh. Rubbing his face with his hands he mumbled.

"Fuck. Just great. God damnit."

"You make it sound like it's a curse."

He rested his elbow on the steering wheel and turned to her.

"Maybe you don't get this whole thing. You aren't even 18 yet Mey."

"I almost am."

"But you aren't! And you even told me you guys were going to think about a tour."

Mercy shrugged, not meeting Taylor's eyes.

"How did this happen?"

Mercy turned to him. Punching him hard on the shoulder she scowled.

"You make it sound horrible. Like a sin or something. You make it sound like this is evil and nasty. Well it's not Taylor. And if you can't deal with it fine. I'll deal with it on my own."

She turned foreward.

"Now lets go."

Taylor looked behind into the back and put his car into reverse.

Pulling out of the Parking lot he entered the busy street and headed home.


"She's been gone for like, two hours. She said she'd be back by tonight. She better cook dinner tonight."

Zac hung up the phone.

"Where is she anyway?"

He walked to the bathroom.

"She better hurry up."


"What do you mean he's not there?"

Isaac's face twisted up.

"He was supposed to come over here for lunch though mom. He doesn't usually break his word."

"Sorry Hon, he said it was kind of important. I'm sure he'll be there soon."

Isaac shrugged.

"Thanks mom. Call me if he shows up there."


Taylor pulled up outside the Dentra house.

Turning off his engine he turned to her.

"Look. Mey I don't see it as a bad thing. Not at all. It just came, sort of unsuspected, and I didn't know what to do about it."

She still didn't look at him.

"I hope you know that I love you no matter what."

She looked down at her hands, which were tightly woven together in her lap.

"It came as a surprise. Okay? I'm staying with you through this whole thing, and after too, and until we grow old and I can't see and your teeth fall out I'll still be with you okay?"

She turned to him.

"You just made it seem so horrible."

"I didn't mean to."

He reached over and held her face.

"It's not a bad thing. And I love you for it."

She sighed pulling away.

"You believe me right? You know I do right?"

She shrugged.

Opening the door she began to step out.

Grabbing her shirt sleeve he pulled her back in.

Pulling her to him he kissed her.

"Mercy."

She choked back on tears.

"What."

"I love you okay."

"Okay."

"This doesn't change that."

"Okay."

He hugged her as she started to cry.


"Damnit where is he."

Isaac checked his watch once more.

"He should be here by now.

He paced, looking out the window occasionally, checking his watch.

He heard a car pull up outside.

"God! Bout damn time!"

He stepped to the door, getting ready to head out when Taylor yelled at him to stay put.

"Why?"

"Just do it."

Isaac waited for his brother to get out of the car and tapped his foot as he made his way up the sidewalk to the stairs.

"Where have you been! I've been waiting for 45 minutes!"

Taylor shrugged.

"Sorry."

Isaac frowned.

"What's the matter?"

Taylor shrugged again.

"Go inside."


"Mey are you okay?"

Zac watched as his sister headed for the kitchen, then blew her nose.

"Mey?"

She walked out again, piling down on the sofa next to her brother.

"You okay?"

She nodded.

"Just fine Zac."

He frowned.

"What's the matter then? How come you were crying? Was it Taylor? I'll hurt him for you Mey. Me and Han both. Han doesn't like him either you know."

She frowned at her brother.

"Don't worry about it Zac."

"I am worried about it. I haven't seen you cry like that for a long time."

"It's nothing."

"Is too something."

"Drop it please."

Zac mumbled to himself.

"What was that?"

"Nothing. I just wish you'd tell me what wrong with you."


"Okay now that you've strung this out. Made me wait forever. You searching my fridge, what the hell is up?"

Taylor shrugged. Nothing. I changed my mind."

"About what?"

"About telling you."

"Why!"

"Because. I need to work it out and I need to see what Mey wants first."

Isaac smiled.

"You getting' married."

Taylor turned Isaac's direction.

"No."

Isaac's eyes went wide.

"OH SHIT TAY!"

Taylor frowned.

"What?!"

"Mey's pregnant huh!!"


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