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It's been 2 1/2 months since Holly left to Paris for her internship and since she left, Vince has been moping around and no wanting to do anything or even hang out with anyone. Even though he misses her terribly, he been thinking if he should just move on, because knowing that Henry is still in love with Holly and him being her 1st love - there's no guarantee that he'd be with her when she comes home in 2 weeks, but he's still going to keep that tiny shred of hope, though it's not much.
Gary and Tina thinks that he should move on. Put himself out there and find someone else, because they've even been noticing that Vince doesn't have fun or do anything. They hate seeing their friend in so much pain and hope he finds somebody to get him out of his funk.
It was a Monday afternoon and after all the pestering, Vince finally gave in to meet Gary and Tina at the diner. He walked in and sat down at the table with an annoyed look on his face. "Finally." Gary scoffed. "You rolled yourself out of bed."
"We didn't even think you'd show up."
Vince slightly glared at Tina. "Well, I'm here.. what?"
"We've been thinking." she started. "We know that Holly gets back in a few weeks, but we think it's best that you move on."
"Gary.." Vince groaned.
"Look there's thousands of people out there in the state of New York.. just pick one."
"Yeah." Tina smacked his arm. "Really, what do you gotta lose? We care about you and we want you to be happy."
Vince took a deep breath as he stood up and took Tina's burger off her plate. "I'm going home." then he walked out of the diner.
"Poor guy." Gary shook his head.
"Poor guy?" Tina looked at him incredulously. "The poor guy snatched my burger." she pointed her finger in his face. "So, you owe me a new one." she paused. "With some fries."
Vince didn't go back home, instead he walked over to Central Park to think things for a while. He went over to the bridge, looking out at the little stream, thinking about Holly and this whole situation. A few minutes later, he heard someone crying. He was going to ignore it at first, but he realized that it was a child, so he started looking around.
Within moments, he found a little girl sitting on a bench, hugging her knees to her chest, and bleeding from her arm. "Hey, are you okay?"
The little girl lifted her head. "W-what?"
"Are you okay?" he slowly sat down. "Are you lost?" she didn't respond, she just looked at him with a blank stare. "Okay, how about this.. so we're not strangers anymore, I'll tell you my name.. I'm Vince."
"Alana." she said, softly with a smile.
"That's a pretty name.. so, why are you crying?"
"My nanny took off and left me all alone." she paused. "I couldn't find her and I fell on a rock and hurt myself."
"Yeah, you did." Vince nodded, reaching into his pocket for his navy blue bandana. "I'm going to wrap this around your arm to stop the bleeding, okay?"
"Okay." she nodded.
"So, how old are you?" he asked, after he was done tying it up.
Alana held up her other hand. "I'll be 5 in 2 weeks."
"That's awesome." he smiled. "Do you know where you live?" she nodded. "Okay, I can take you home. Have your parents take a look at your cut and put on a bandaid."
"No, it's only me and my mommy.. we just moved in."
"Oh, alright." he stood up. "Shall we?" she stared at him for a few seconds before grabbing his hand, then they started walking. "So, where do you live?"
Alana started to think, tapping her finger on her chin. "It's called.. Waterside Plaza - on the 20th floor - room 22B."
"Alright." he nodded. "I know where to go, don't worry.. it's near where I live." he smiled at her. "Everything will be okay."
"You promise?" she held out her pinky.
"I promise." he nodded again, locking his pinky with hers.
It took Vince about 30 minutes to get to the building where Alana lived, only because they made a quick stop first, before heading up to the floor. "Here it is." she let go of his hand and knocked on the door. "Wait until you meet my mommy.. she is the bestest."
"Alright." Vince chuckled, then after a moment, the door opened and he came face to face with a woman with brown hair and ice blue eyes - to him - she looked beautiful.
"Hi, Mommy." Alana waved, then looked up at Vince. "This is my mommy, Casey."
"Um, Alana, what are you doing with this strange man?" she asked, trying not to lose her cool or freak out. "Where's your nanny?"
"Sandra left me all alone.. and Vince found me."
Casey looked confused. "What?"
"Yeah." he finally spoke up. "Alana was crying on one of the benches at Central Park, so I offered to bring her home safely."
"And he bought me ice cream, Mommy." she held it up with her other hand.
Casey slightly nodded, opening the door a little more. "Come in, Lana.. I'll have a chat with your nanny later."
"Okay." Alana looked up at Vince. "Thank you." she smiled. "You saved my life." she tugged on his shirt to pull him down to her level. "You totally got brownie points with my mommy." she giggled, making him chuckle as she let go of him, then went skipping down the hallway.
"Um." Casey began, rubbing her forehead. "Thanks for bringing my daughter home. I had no idea that her nanny would be so careless, but the important thing is.. Alana is home safely, so for that, I thank you."
"It's no problem." Vince waved his arm. "I'm just glad I could help."
"So, later on.. can I buy you coffee or dinner? As a thank you."
"Nah." he slightly shook his head. "It's okay."
"Are you sure?"
"You don't have to do that, it's fine."
Casey nodded. "If you change your mind.. you know where I live."
"Okay." he smiled at her, then remembered something. "Oh, yeah.. she has a nasty cut on her arm from falling on a rock as she was trying to find her nanny. I wrapped it up to stop the bleeding and it seemed to have stopped, but she'll still need a bandaid."
"Okay, thanks for letting me know and bringing her home."
"You're very welcome.. I'll see you around."
"I hope so.. bye, Vince."
"Bye." he smiled at her, then walked over to the elevator.
Casey shut and locked the door with a slight smile on her face. Vince was a cutest guy she has seen since she moved to New York. Taking a deep breath, she went into the kitchen and saw her little girl looking into the fridge. "Lana?"
"Are you okay?" she noticed the bandana on her arm with blood on it. "Vince told me that you got hurt?"
"I couldn't find Sandra anywhere." Alana shut the fridge. "And I fell on a sharp rock.. I was so scared, but when Vince was there, I was safe and he stopped the bleeding and bought me some ice cream."
"Oh, he sounds, like, a good guy."
"He is, Mommy."
"That's good." Casey nodded. "Let's put on a bandaid, then get you cleaned up." she groaned. "I'm gonna have a long talk with Sandra."
"Where have you been, Man?" Gary asked, as Vince walked into his apartment an hour later. "You said that you were coming back here."
"I was out."
"Wow." Tina raised her eyebrow. "What are you smiling about?"
Vince sat down in the chair. "I met someone.."
"I knew it!"
Vince stared at Gary a moment before he continued. "Anyway, she seems like a cool chick, but first, I found a little girl crying on a bench at the park and she was all alone."
"What happened? Was she okay?"
"She was fine, Tina, except that her nanny took off and left her and when she went looking for her, the girl fell and cut her arm. I stopped the bleeding and took her home." Vince paused. "Her mother offered me coffee or dinner for bringing her back."
"Did you say yes?"
"Why the hell not?!" Tina kind of yelled. "She basically asked you out on a date."
"You think?" both Tina and Gary looked at him incredulously, then the light blub clicked on in his head. "So, she did.. should I go?"
"Okay, okay." he put up his hands in defeat. "I don't need yelling from either of you."
"Well." Tina crossed her arms over her chest. "This is your chance to finally let go of Holly. You said yourself that she's a cool chick, so go on that date and go from there."
Vince stood up and nodded. "We'll see." then he went straight to his room.
"Tina, our boy is growing up."
"Oh, shut up." she laughed, hitting Gary with one of the pillows.
There was a knock on the door and Alana stood up from the couch. "I got it." she ran to the door before Casey could walk out of the kitchen. Opening the door, Alana suddenly got engulfed into a hug. "Sandra, get off me." she tried wiggling out of her grasp.
"I'm so glad you're okay."
Casey scoffed, slightly holding on the door. "Oh, now you're worried about her?" she grabbed Alana's arm and pulled her away, then glanced down at her. "Go play in your room for a while, okay?"
Casey watched her skipping down the hallway before turning her attention back to Sandra. "What are you doing here?"
"How did Alana get back home?"
"A friend of mine found her, sitting alone on a bench crying.. what the hell, Sandra? Are you nuts? Just running off with whoever it was.. leaving my little girl behind?!"
"Okay, okay.. I'm sorry and it'll never happen again."
"You damn right it won't." Casey crossed her arms over her chest. "Because you're fired and no longer watching my child."
"But.. I love Alana and you know that I'd never hurt her."
Casey scoffed. "Yeah, you sure proved that today.."
"Come on, I made a little mistake."
"Sandra, do you realize that your 'little mistake' could have had my daughter taken or worse, if my friend hadn't found hr first? Do you get that?"
"Yes, I get it and I'm sorry."
"Well, when it comes to my child, sorry isn't good enough, so this is goodbye, Sandra."
"Fine." she slightly nodded. "Bye, Casey." she said, before walking to the elevators.
Casey shut and locked the door, then leaned up against it with her eyes closed. "Thank you, God.. for Vince." she whispered, before going back into the kitchen.