Episode 1, Part 2

"Dixon was … Wait. Are you sure?" Annie asked, her voice sounding incredibly hoarse and high to her own ears. "Of course you're sure … It's just … Is he going to be okay?" A tear slipped down her cheek. Here she had been daydreaming about Caleb, all the while her brother was getting into an accident from which he might not recover …

No, don't think that, she told herself firmly.

"I don't know," Navid answered. "I am driving with Adriana to a hospital just over the border. Let me give you the address. Is there anyone who can drive you?"

"I can drive myself," Annie said though looking around the empty house now, she realized she had never felt so alone in her life. She sniffled. "What's the address?"

Navid read it off to her and Annie sighed. "I'll be there as soon as possible. I just need to call my mom and dad … Well, my mom…" Another tear rolled down her cheek. "Take care of Dixon until I get there, Navid. You and Adrianna both."


Paris, France

"Bonjour, good morning," Debbie Wilson greeted her daughter as soon as she had picked up the phone and saw on caller id who was calling her. "Hey, sweetheart… Though I guess it's nighttime there huh?"

"Mom," Annie's voice came over the line sounding somber and raw. "This is not a social call. You might want to sit down for this."

Debbie promptly felt her legs go to spaghetti as she heard the agony in Annie's voice. She immediately dropped down onto the nearest chair in the kitchen. "Sweetheart, what's going on? Are you okay?"

"It's not me that's hurt. It's Dixon. He's hurt, Mom. I don't know how badly. No one seems to know anything but he's being rushed to some hospital in Mexico and he really needs you and me – I really need you too." She heard Annie's voice break and Debbie felt tears flood her own eyes.

"I'll be on the next flight," Debbie promised. "You be safe and give all my love to Dixon."

"Mom, should I – should I call-?"

"Your dad?" Debbie guessed as tears worked down her face. "Let me handle that, okay? But yes, he has a right to know."

"But he walked out on Dixon, and you and me too. I don't see how –"

"He still has the option to do the right thing," Debbie said, sounding more stern than she intended. She softened her voice. "Look, Annie, please do me a favor. Have someone drive you to the hospital if you're not already there. I know how upset you are and I don't want you - god forbid - getting into an accident too."

"Mom –"

"Annie! Please."

"Okay, I'll call Naomi."

"Alright. I love you, sweetie, and I'll see you and your brother soon. I know he will be just fine."

They disconnected and Debbie told herself she wasn't lying to Annie. She told herself Dixon really would be okay.


Naomi arched her back as Max pounded into her. It felt so good. It felt so right. How had she gone so long without this, without him?

"I love you, Max," she panted out.

Max looked deeply into her eyes as she continued to thrust inside of her. "Marry … me … Naomi," he ground out between clenched teeth.

Naomi stopped rolling her hips and practically fell off the seat at hearing his impromptu proposal. She had to grab the edge of the leather seat to keep from tumbling onto the floor. "Max… You're – you're kidding… You have to be kidding."

"What if I'm not?" he asked as he pressed further inside of her. She began arching into him again, saying nothing as they rocked in time, finding their rhythm once again.

When it was over and he had filled her up, they lay back on the seat, staring at each other. "You … proposed…" Naomi said. "You are a really bad person." She hit his arm.

"What – why?"

"Because you don't mean it. It was just something obviously you said in the heat of the moment and –" She broke off as her cell phone began to ring loudly. "Hold that thought," she said, practically diving for the phone in the hopes it would distract her from saying anything else for the moment that might be incriminating. Like, I want to marry you Max. Yes! Yes! Yes!

She put the phone to her ear and right away heard sniffling. "Hello?" She pulled the phone away from her ear for a second to look at the caller ID. "Annie?"

"Hey, Naomi," Annie said quietly.

"What's going on?"

"Something's bad happened."

"Oh I don't like the sound of this …"

"Dixon was in an accident down in Mexico. I need to get down there to be with him but my mom made me practically swear that I would catch a ride with someone …"

"Say no more. Max and I are on our way. Are you at the house?"

"Uh huh…"

"We'll be there in ten. No, five. Definitely five. And I am sure Dixon will be fine. He's the strongest guy I know." She then hung up the phone and looked at Max who was watching her apprehensively. She patted his bare knee. "Put on some clothes, Romeo. We're going to Mexico."


Adrianna was practically a basket case beside Navid as he piloted his car towards the border. She was sobbing and rambling on and on about how if she would have believed in Dixon more, he wouldn't be in this position.

Navid reached out and squeezed Adrianna's trembling hand. "It's not your fault, Ade. Sometimes things happen. Bad things …"

"But maybe if I hadn't chased Dixon off months ago…" She whimpered and dabbed her face on the sleeve of her sweater. "I hate this, Navid. I hate this so much. What if he – what if he … I can't say it."

"Just don't think it."

"But it's a possibility. He could … We could lose him," Adrianna said. "And he'll never know that I still am madly in love with him too…"