Hit Me with a Clue-By-Four
Take Me to the Moon 6.10
Thank you to Carla for the title– I’d never heard that expression before!
Before Fearghus left for his first day as a Medical Technologist, he peeked in on his mom. She hadn’t been well lately, and he was worried about her. She’d been nauseated and tired all the time. She was sleeping, so he left without disturbing her.
Fearghus had been preparing and waiting a long time to finally start his career, and was able to land a job as a medical technologist instead of having to start at the bottom as an orderly.
One of his first patients was Elder Wolff, who wasn’t feeling well. He checked his ears
And discussed his general health with him, which still left him with no solid information about what was ailing him. So he took a swab to run tests on.
While he was waiting for the results, he checked on other patients.
This little boy seemed pretty stressed about being in the hospital, and Fearghus tried to put him at ease.
Meanwhile, Zoe had woken up and was wondering how Fearghus would take the news she had for him. She was struggling with it herself– glad to have a little one, another little bit of shared life with Ewan, on the way, but knowing she was getting very old and not knowing how long she would be able to parent this child, if she was able to successfully carry and deliver him or her.
In the evenings, they often played chess so Fearghus could stay ahead on his logic skill, for work. Without trying to break the news gently, she just came out and told him,
Not surprisingly, he had a hard time believing that was even possible, given her age.
Calmly, she told him, although it was hard to believe and impossible to understand, it appeared to be true.
All of Fearghus’ medical training started to flood into his mind, and he was very worried about Zoe’s safety, and the baby’s safety.
But Zoe told him it was going to be ok. She had a good feeling about it.
That didn’t do much to persuade him.
Fearghus stayed up late repairing, and cleaning, and making sure every thing was in order for when he would have to leave his mom to go back to work.
At work, he went through the motions, but he kept worrying about his mom.
As soon as he got home, he ran and hugged her, and asked if she was ok.
As time passed, and he checked for signs of movement, or listened for the baby’s heartbeat, the baby seemed to be thriving, and Zoe also seemed to be holding up alright.
Although the whole labor and delivery loomed ahead, with Fearghus unable to imagine his frail mom being able to deliver the baby, at least for now, it seemed she was ok and there was nothing more he could do.
Wanting some romance, he decided to give Elsa a call. She had seemed open to it, when he had visited after his father’s death; although they hadn’t seen each other since the wake, maybe he should give their relationship a chance.
She arrived. It was a balmy evening, with the sound of the gulls and the surf on the beach below, and moon rising into a surreal sunset of gold and cobalt.
Fearghus thanked Elsa for coming and reached out to touch her cheek; she practically melted into his arms.
He asked her to come inside, and she said she’d like to stay for the night.
But as they were heading for the bedroom, Fearghus knew he couldn’t go through with it. He still loved Alyse, and although Elsa was sweet, and attractive, and available, it felt like a betrayal.
To avoid hurting her feelings as much as possible, he told her he suddenly didn’t feel well. She left.
The next afternoon, Fearghus and Zoe were home, trying to make Zoe as comfortable as possible in her late pregnancy, but she felt compelled to walk and was enjoying the view over the bay.
Elsa called and said she needed to talk to Fearghus. When she arrived, he went outside to talk to her. She wanted to know whether Fearghus was just leading her on, or if he was really interested. She understood he was grieving, and busy with work, but she felt she had a right to know if he intended to develop a relationship or not.
Fearghus told her the truth, for the most part, although he would have preferred to lie.
He told her he wasn’t ready for a relationship and she should find someone else.
Even though, deep down, Elsa knew that Fearghus still loved Alyse, she asked, “Why? why can’t we just take it slow?”
Although Fearghus wasn’t going to purposely hurt her by telling her how much he still yearned for Alyse, he wasn’t going to give her false hope, either. With a sad but determined face, he said, “this is how it has to be.”
He hoped she would understand, sooner or later, and they could still be friends.
But for now, Elsa did not understand. She knew he was hanging on to his infatuation with Alyse, and she knew it was a waste, because Alyse didn’t see him as she did.
Elsa was not ready to forgive or forget, not yet. She was angry at Fearghus for toying with her emotions, but she was even angrier at herself for allowing herself to fall for him when he was not ready to love her back. And she was angry with Fearghus for being such an idiot, and continuing to pine after a girl who couldn’t even see him as a romantic interest.
- Fearghus had a want to woohoo in the closet, and since it seemed to be going well with Elsa, I had him invite her over. She was very receptive. But as they were heading upstairs, he got a bored moodlet all the sudden, and lost interest. That is not how I anticipated him reacting to having his first love affair, and since he still has a longer pink bar for Alyse, I took it as a sign he wasn’t ready to give up on that love yet. But before making another effort to win Alyse, I thought he should break off clean with Elsa, so the next day he invited her over and let her know they were not going to be together that way. She was not happy, as you can see! Fearghus may end up with neither of them, at this rate.