
It's Thanksgiving in Santa Barbara and everything goes normal...until a murderer escapes jail and is ready to murder again. But what happens when he destroys Thanksgiving at the Spensers? WARNING: fairly good langauge and maybe character death
Rated: Fiction T - English - Mystery/Hurt/Comfort - Shawn S. & Henry S. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 992 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 11-19-12 - Published: 11-08-12 - id: 8685929
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Gah! I'm sorry its so short just really wanted to update it so I won't have to worry about it. Anyway I swear next one should be longer. So enjoy this piece of crap
Chapter 2 -
Everyone was about to sit down when they suddenly heard gun shots outside. Lassie grabbed a gun from his pocket with Henry doing the same with a gun in a cabinet.
Even though everyone was getting their meals, Lassie and Henry had their guns ready to shoot because of how close the gun shots were.
"Where do you think that came from? Sounded pretty close." Gus said as he sat down across from Shawn.
"I don't know but it did sound like it came from right outside the door…" as Shawn said that they heard a crashing noise upstairs.
Quickly Lassie, Juliet, and Bill went upstairs to find out what it was while Henry, Shawn, Gus, and Winnie stayed under the kitchen table.
"Okay what's going on?" Winnie asked scared.
"I don't know, mom." Gus said trying to comfort his mother.
"Dad, I'm going to lift the table cloth up." Shawn said.
"What! Why?" Henry asked.
"To see if anyone is there." as he said that he lifted the table cloth and as soon as he looked at the window… he screamed.
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"I found what made that noise." Juliet said. "It was a rock."
"That's wonderful but who could've thrown that into the house?" Bill asked.
At the same time he asked that they all heard Shawn scream. Quickly with Lassie's and Juliet's guns at hand, they went into the kitchen. But came a little to late because as they were running downstairs a gunshot was heard followed by everyone else screaming.
When they reached the kitchen they found Shawn on the ground with a bullet wound just above his right shoulder, He was out cold, possibly dead. next to him was Henry.
Juliet and Lassie went outside but they didn't see anyone while Gus called for the ambulance.
"I'm so stupid!" Henry said now crying at the fact he just lost his only son. What would Madeline think?
"No your not! Stop telling yourself that." Gus said trying to comfort him.
While Henry lost his only son, Gus lost his best friend, and Juliet lost her boyfriend. Can this Thanksgiving get any worse?
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