AN: Just a warning, this is the shortest one so far. It's just the way it flowed for me, sorry!

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"Save Me San Francisco"


April 5th, 2010

The wind blew through Jack and Bella' hair as they drove dove Highway 101, just outside of Santa Rosa, California, about an hour away from San Francisco. Bella glanced at Jack from the corner of her eye and smiled. His head was bobbing with music blaring from the car speakers and he had his hands raised straight up, feeling the air push resistantly across his fingers. It literally melted her heart to see him so care-free and having fun.

Jack was on Spring Break this week, so they decided to use the time to go on the road trip that he had been begging for since they bought Nevaeh. When they left the small town of Eureka earlier this morning, the air was warm and the skies clear blue as they said goodbye to the Ship's Inn Bed and Breakfast. The weather was gorgeous so they drove with the top down. It had been just under a twelve hour drive from Port Angeles to the small, Northern California town, so they had made pit stops in Portland and Grants Pass, Oregon. They spent the night at the small inn before getting back on the road to their main destination, which had been inspired by the very song that was now playing.


I used to love the tenderloin,

until I made some tender coin.

And then I met some ladies from Marin.

We took the highway to the one,

up the coast to catch some sun

that left me with these blisters on my skin.


Don't know what I was on,

but I think it grows in Oregon,

so I kept on goin going on right through.

I drove into Seattle rain,

fell in love then missed the train

that could have took me right back home to you.


I've been high, I've been low.

I've been yes and I've been oh hell no!

I've been rock 'n roll and disco.

Won't you save me San Francisco?


Every day so caffeinated,

I wish they were Golden Gated.

Fillmore couldn't feel more miles away.

So wrap me up return to sender,

lets forget this five year bender.

Take me to my city by the bay!


I never knew all that I had,

now Alcatraz don't sound so bad.

At least they have a hell of a fine Merlot.

If I could wish upon a star,

I would hitch a cable car

to the place that I can always call my own!


I've been high I've been low,

I've been yes and I've been oh, hell no!

I've been rock 'n roll and disco.

Won't you save me San Francisco?

I've been up, I've been down,

I've been so damn lost since you're not around,

I've been reggae and calypso.

Won't you save me San Francisco?


To tell you the truth

I miss everything, everything.

It's a wild, wild beautiful world,

but there's a wide eyed girl back there

and she means everything, everything.


I've been stop.

I've been go.

I've been yes and I've been oh, hell no!

I've been rock and roll and disco.

Won't you save me San Francisco?


I've been up, I've been down.

I've been so damn lost

since you're not around.

I've been reggae and calypso.

Won't you save me San Francisco?


As the song drew to a close, Jack reached over lowered the volume. He pushed his sunglasses onto of his head and shifted in his seat so that he was turned towards his mother.

"Hey, Ma?"


"Where's Marin?"

"I don't have the slightest clue, Little Bit," she laughed. "How about you Google it?"

Excited by the prospect, Jack reached around and dug in the back seat until he pulled out Bella's laptop bag. After a few minutes of clicking, she heard a quiet, "A-ha!"


"It's a town on the coast between here and San Fran."

"Oh, cool. Is it on our way? Do you want to stop there?"

"Nah, it looks like it's out of the way. I'm too excited to get to the beaches," he laughed lightly. "How about we check it out on our way home?"

She hummed her agreement and continued down the highway, listening to the music playing lowly in the back ground and the clicking of keys as Jack kept typing away on the laptop.

"Hey, did you know that Alcatraz was a military prison during the Civil War?" He looked over at Bella with wide eyes. "That's, like, forever ago!" He exclaimed. "Do you think we'll able to hit all of the places in the song?"

"I don't see why not. We have five days to see all that we can. We can take a ferry to go on a tour of Alcatraz and ride a cable car somewhere. That leaves, what? The Golden Gate Bridge and Fillmore."

She focused back on the road while Jack started tapping the keys once again. After a few minutes, he spoke up again.

"The Fillmore is a famous music venue on the corner of Fillmore and Gaery Sts. Think that's what he was talking about?"

"I don't know babe, but it makes sense. Why don't you check out it's website and see what's playing there? Maybe we can check out a concert."

"Hey! That chick you like is there on the eighth. I don't recognize any of the other names, but I don't think I'd like someone named Big Head Todd or Anti-Flag."

Bella laughed and shook her head. "I think you're right, kiddo. Which chick are you talking about?"

"Ani DiFranco," he replied.

"Really?" Bella squealed. "That's awesome. I've never seen her in concert before. Looks like we lucked out."

Little over an hour later, they found themselves half-way across the Golden Gate Bridge with Jack bouncing up and down in his seat excitedly.

"Oh my god, Mom! What would happen if the bridge, just I don't know, fell?"

"Well, I guess it's a good thing I had us take swimming lessons, huh, Little Bit?"

"Yeah, not funny, Ma."

"I wasn't trying to be funny," she laughed, "just practical."

Jack shook his head and laughed. "You're still corny."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

He shifted his body and gazed out in awe over the water.




Bella dropped their bags on the floor and flopped ungracefully down on the bed in their hotel room. She groaned and stretched out on the bed after kicking off her shoes. Jack bounced across the room, inspecting everything like a very hyper Tigger.

"Mom! Look, there's a jacuzzi tub!"

"Mom! Look, there's a mini fridge!"

"Mom! Look, there's candy on the pillow!"

"Mom! Look, there's a door to go outside!"

"Mom! Look, there are naked people on one of the other balconies!"

Bella jumped up and flew over to the open door to drag him back into the room. He stood there cracking up and fighting for breath.

"Gotcha," he managed to gasp out. She put her hands on her hips and quirked an eyebrow. Unable to keep it up, she cracked a smile and shook her head.

"You're going to give me gray hair one day, kid," she muttered as she rested her hip against the railing and closed her eyes, breathing in the salty air that blew in from the sea.

She opened her eyes and watched Jack leaning on his arms, looking out over the beach.

"Well, what do want to do first, Little Bit? Nap, beach or exploring? You know my vote is for nap."

He laughed and shook his head. "Your vote is always nap."

"I'm getting old. What can I say? You wear me out."

"How about we check out the beach and then nap? Maybe we can go exploring when we hunt for dinner?"

"A very diplomatic response, young one. How can I say no to that?"

He flashed her his cutest smile and she laughed.

"Alright, kiddo, let's get into our suits and hit the beach!"




Two hours later, Bella slowly eased her burning shoulders under the cold spray of the shower. It figures she'd forget all about sunscreen. Luckily, Jack tanned nicely instead of burning. She leaned her forehead against the shower wall and smiled, remembering how much fun he had running through the ocean spray and playing in the waves. She had just barely talked him out of trying to surf by promising that they'd try another day before they left.

She remembered how his eyes went wide when they first stepped onto the beach.


"What's wrong, kiddo?" she asked.

"Umm, Katy Perry wasn't kidding about California girls, was she?" He sounded dazed.

Bella shook her head and prayed that puberty wouldn't hit early.


He was currently sprawled out across his bed passed out. She had been lucky to at least have gotten him in the shower before he got sand in between his sheets. She turned off the water and gingerly dried off before throwing on a tank top and shorts. She pulled back her sheets and promptly fell asleep herself.

When she awoke again, the sun was setting and sent a river of red and orange light through the open drapes. She looked over at the clock and saw that it was almost seven pm. She sat up and stretched, happy that her sunburn didn't feel as bad as it did earlier.

"Finally," Jack sighed in fake exasperation. She turned towards his voice and saw him standing in the doorway of the balcony.

"Sorry, kiddo. Were you waiting long? You could've woken me up."

He smiled and shook his head. "I'm just teasing. I just got up a little while ago."

He walked over and hopped up on her bed and laid his head on her shoulder.

"Are you hungry?" She asked and responded with a nod.


"Alrighty then. Let's get dressed and do some exploring!"

Jack happily jumped off of the bed and dug through his suitcase for something to wear. She sat back and watched him for a moment, happy and content. She shook her head slightly and got up to change as well.




April 9th, 2010

Four fun-packed days later, Bella and Jack found themselves leaving San Francisco and heading towards Marin. They stopped for lunch there and after exploring a little bit, it was back on the road for them. Overall, their trip had been a fantastic time. The only down side had been on their tour of Alcatraz. Towards the end of the tour, one of the other tourists thought it would be funny to scare the hell out of the little boy. After threatening the male portion of his anatomy, Bella was fairly sure that he wouldn't be pulling a stunt like that any time soon.

The concert at the Fillmore was a great experience, but they ended up cutting out earlier when she noticed Jack yawning a few times. She tried to spare him any embarrassment and made him think that she was exhausted as well. She figured that it was a small sacrifice to pay. The rest of their time they spent just sight seeing and soaking up the California sun. Bella was much more comfortable after she remember to buy sunblock.

This time around, they stopped in Eugene, OR, to spend the night at an inn and were on the road bright and early the next day. They made one last stop in Olympia for lunch at the New Moon Cafe. Thanks to Jack's Google-fu, they walked two blocks down to visit Danger Room Comics. As Jack flipped through stacks of Spider-man back issues, Bella felt a chill go down her spine, as if someone was watching her. She turned her head and looked around the store, she only noticed a handful of people, and not one of them was paying her any attention. She shrugged and walked over to sift through their dvd stock while she waited for Jack.

She couldn't shake the odd feeling that had lodged itself inside of her chest, though. She looked up and saw a flash of black hair through the store's front window and the chill she felt grew stronger. She went back to Jack to see if she could hurry him along. All she wanted to do was get home safe and sound at this point.

Jack looked up as Bella approached and smiled happily at his mother, which instantly made her feel calmer. A few minutes later and they were back on the road. Just two more hours to go and they would be home, safe and sound. Neither Bella nor Jack could wait until they got home to share all of their trip memories with Sue and Charlie. Bella handed Jack her iPhone and told him to choose the driving music this time. She almost rolled her eyes as Lady Gaga started playing, but she smiled and just drove on, singing along with him.


We are the crowd we're c-comin' out

Got my flash on it's true

Need that picture of you

It so magical we'd be so fantastical


Leather and jeans garage glamorous

Not sure what it means

But this photo of us it don't have a price

Ready for those flashing light

'Cause you know that baby I


I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me

Papa paparazzi

Baby there's no other superstar you know that I'll be

Your papa paparazzi


Promise I'll be kind

But I won't stop until that boy is mine

Baby you'll be famous chase you down until you love me

Papa paparazzi