Enjoy our Y&R Fanfic
Love Will keep us Alive...
Sequel to Crush
I was standing
All alone against the world
You were searching
For a place to hide
Lost and lonely
Now you've given me the will to
When we're hungry-love will keep
Don't you worry
Sometimes you've just gotta let
The world is changing
Right before your eyes
Now I've found you
There's no more emptiness inside
When we're hungry-love will keep
I would die for you
Climb the highest mountain
Baby, there's nothing I wouldn't
Now I've found you
There's no more emptiness inside
When we're hungry-love will keep
I was standing
All alone against the world
You were searching
For a place to hide
Lost and lonely
Now you've given me the will to
When we're hungry...love will
keep us alive...
Peter Vale/Jim Capaldi/Paul
Mac boarded the bus, her
backpack behind her, the suitcase Billy had bought for her in her right hand.
She had managed to make it out of the apartment without waking Billy. When she
got home, she ran into Brock at the top of the stairs. He smiled at
her." Glad to see you got home at a semi-reasonable hour. I was just heading
up to bed. You look exhausted. Go to bed, we'll talk in the morning." He
leaned over, kissed her cheek and walked down the hallway and into his
room, closing the door.
Mac stayed put at the top of the
stairs, smiling at him until he walked into his room and closed the door. Her
smile disappeared and she walked quietly into her room. She left the lights out,
reaching into her closet for her backpack, fumbling around on the floor until she
located it with her hands. She pulled open the drawers of her dresser, pulling
out shirts and jeans, some nightshirts and sweaters. Underwear and socks, an
extra pair of shoes went in after, and she closed the suitcase. She opened the
bottom drawer, where she had stashed some of her tip money in an old glass peanut
butter jar. She pulled it out. about four hundred dollars. That should get her
started, at least until she could find a job. Silently she picked up the
suitcase and threw her backpack over her shoulders. She hesitated, looking around
the room one last time, and quietly crept into the hallway and down the stairs.
She was out the front door quickly, and had walked the two blocks to the bus
stop. The bus had shown up almost immediately and she should be at the bus
station near Crimson Lights soon. She prayed that Billy was still sleeping, and
had not yet noticed that she was gone.
The rest of the ride went
quickly, and she scrambled off the bus and walked into the bus station. She
walked up to the counter. " When does the next bus leave ? " she asked
the man behind the counter. "
Any particular destination?" She shook her head. He checked the schedule on
the computer screen that sat before him. " Ten minutes" he said."
It's headed for Seattle, via Denver."
" I'd like a one way ticket
please" she responded. He entered the information and walked over to the
printer to retrieve her ticket. " That'll be $98.75" he said. She paid
him, took the ticket ." Gate 12" he said. She thanked him and took the
ticket, walking towards the familiar gate. The same gate they had left for
Chicago from. She pushed the thought out of her mind and boarded the bus, taking
a window seat towards the back.
She pressed her forehead against
the glass, wondering what her future would bring, wishing she could stay here
with all the people she loved. No, Jill had convinced her that this was the only
way.. the only way to spare those people the shame and embarrassment that seemed
to follow her around and touch everyone she knew. As the bus pulled away from
the gate, her thoughts drifted to Billy, and the tears began to fall again.
Billy woke to a buzzing sound.
He flopped his pillow over his head to try and drown it out, but the noise
continued insistently. He removed the pillow and realized the buzzing was coming
from the chair where the candles were. He got out of bed, the candles had burnt
themselves out. Next to them sat his watch. The alarm was the buzzing noise. He
shut it off, noticing a folded piece of paper propped behind the candles. He
opened it and recognized Mac's handwriting. " Good morning, sleepyhead..
I'm sorry I had to leave you, but I set the alarm on your watch so you would get
up in time to get home. I figured it would look better if we didn't arrive home
exactly at the same time, less suspicious that way. Thank you for making tonight
beautiful. See you soon. Love you, Mac."
He smiled. Mac, always thinking,
worrying about him and what kind of trouble he was going to get into. He loved
the fact that she thought about things like that, it made her who she was. He
grabbed his clothes and headed for the bathroom to get cleaned up before heading
home. She was something, all right, that wife of his.
Billy managed to get home at a
decent hour, his Dad was already asleep. He must be starting to trust me more,
he thought as he climbed the stairs. Yet another thing to thank Mac for. He got
to his room and when he was undressed and in bed, he thought about calling her.
He decided against it, it was way too late and she was probably fast asleep. If
she was half as exhausted as he was, she was. He smiled as he remembered their
erotic lovemaking earlier that evening. It had been incredibly intense, every
cell in his body, every inch of him responding to her. She had been even more
sensual and open with him than before. Was that how it was going to be with the
two of them? Falling more and more in love with her every day? Before he gave in
to sleep, he vowed to make sure that's exactly how it would be.
Brock was sitting at the
breakfast table, drinking a glass of orange juice. "Good morning,
dear." Kay said as she sat down at the table to join him. "Good
morning, duchess" he said smiling at her over his glass. "Did
Mackenzie get in all right last night?" she asked. He nodded. "I met
her on the stairs just as she was coming in. She seemed fine, but exhausted.
That probably why she's still asleep. She's usually up and around by this
time" Kay nodded in agreement." She's been working at lot lately, I'm
not sure how good an idea that is, but she seems to think it's not a
problem" Brock answered "I'm sure she'll be fine"
"Good Morning all!"
Jill bounced into the room. She sat down and poured herself coffee.
"Aren't we chipper this
morning, Jill?" Kay mused. "Any particular reason?" Jill shook
her head. " Can't I just be in a good mood?" Kay laughed. "Of
course, let's see when was the last one? 1979? Or was it '80?" Brock
laughed and Jill decided to ignore both of them. She was in much too good a mood
today to let anyone spoil it, least of all Kay and Brock. " I just have a
feeling that things are finally going to work out with my son...he's finally
becoming more responsible, more level headed. I've definitely noticed a change,
and I'm sure a lot of it is due to mine and John's influence" Kay threw her
head back and roared with laughter." Oh, that is rich! How much vodka did
you have this morning? If Billy is more responsible it's because he's happy...or
haven't you noticed? The young man radiates happiness and peace, and I know that
it has little or nothing to do with you.." Jill stared at Katherine, livid.
" I hope you are not suggesting it has anything to do with that supposed
'granddaughter' of yours? If Billy is happier, it has nothing to do with her!" She
threw down her napkin and left the table, muttering something about an early
meeting at the office. She stormed out of the house, slamming the door after
" Well that was pleasant,
wasn't it?" Kay noted. Brock chuckled " I think, for everyone
involved, especially Mackenzie and Billy, we shouldn't press the issue. just
give her some time to accept the inevitable" Kay smiled at her
son." You're probably right, I just couldn't resist. I promise I try to
behave next time." Just then, Esther came down the stairs and into the
dining room. "Excuse me, Mrs. Chancellor" she began. "Yes,
Esther?" Kay answered, looking up at her. " I was just wondering.. did
something happen with Mackenzie?" she asked the question carefully.
"No, of course not...Why would you ask?" Kay spoke calmly, trying not
to let her sudden fear creep into her voice. "Because I noticed her door
still closed this morning, and I had some laundry to put away...her bed...its
empty...it looks like it hasn't been slept in. I went in to put away her
clothes, and her dresser drawers are empty. her clothes are gone.."
Esther's voice faded off at the end, she hated to bring upsetting news to her
employer. Brock got up from the table and raced up the stairs, two at a time. He
walked into his daughter's room. He opened her closet, Mackenzie would never
leave and not take her backpack, she carried it practically everywhere. Kay
walked into the room and he turned to her after searching the closet.
"It's gone, mother. her backpack. you know she rarely goes anywhere without it.." Kay sat down on
the bed. " The last time.." she started, remembering when Mac had run
away before. " It's the same as the last time..." she looked up at her
son. " Billy...maybe she went to see Billy..." She got up and walked
out of the room and down the stairs. She picked up the phone and
dialed." Hello John? Sorry to bother you so early...is Billy there? "
she asked. John answered.." Yes, Katherine he's here, but I'm afraid he's
still sleeping. Is there something I can help you with?" "No, John...I
just. would you do me a favor? Please go check and see if he is there...I'll
explain it all to you, please would you just go check? " John wondered why
Katherine was acting in such a bizarre manner.
"Certainly, just hold on a
moment." He went upstairs to Billy's room, and opened the door a crack. He
spotted Billy still fast asleep in his bed. He closed the door again and went
downstairs." Katherine? I just checked and he is just where I said he was.
Now tell me why you wanted me to look in the first place." " It's
Mackenzie..." she began, her voice heavy with worry. "Has something
happened?" John asked, not liking the tone in her voice. "She's gone,
John. her clothes, her backpack. Her bed hasn't been slept in. That's why I told
you to check on Billy. You know how close they've become...I thought maybe they
had run off together.". "I'm so sorry, Katherine...is there anything I
Kay paused. "Yes, there is
John. Could you let Billy know? Maybe he could tell us something. maybe
something happened between the two of them. A fight. something ,maybe that's why
she left." John sighed. "Of course I'll tell him. I hope that this is
just a misunderstanding. maybe you'll find that this is all a big mistake."
Kay smiled sadly ." I wish I could believe that John, I just have a
terrible feeling about this whole thing.." "Well, I promise if Billy
has any information I'll let you know as soon as possible" "Thank you
John". Kay said and hung up the phone. John hung up the phone and rubbed
his eyes. He was dreading telling Billy this news. He would wait until he woke
up first, thought. Let him have some peaceful sleep before telling him.
Billy walked down the stairs to
find his father sitting on the sofa, quietly thinking. He walked over to him.
"Morning, Dad. Sorry I slept so late..." He looked at his father's
face. " Is something wrong?" he asked. John looked at his son, and
Billy's heart sank..
" Is it mom? Or
Jack?. Ashley?" John shook his head. " No son, nothing is wrong with
them, everything is fine as far as their concerned. It's Mackenzie.." the
blood drained from Billy's face. He stood up " What? Tell me Dad... what's
happened to her? Is it bad. is she?" his voice became choked. " She's
gone, Billy...Katherine called this morning and they found her room empty this
morning...her clothes, her backpack, gone. Do you have any idea where she could
have gone? Did something happen last night?"
Billy shook his head. " No,
in fact last night was great...when I saw her last, everything was fine".
The tears began rolling down his cheeks. Where was she? Why would she do this,
especially after last night? " I gotta go, Dad... I gotta go look for
her..." He ran upstairs to get his coat and ran down again. "Can I
borrow the car, Dad? I mean she could be anywhere out there. cold, lost.. all
alone. I can't let her do this, I can't lose her.." John saw the
desperation on his son's face and his heart turned over. "Of course you
can, son. Would you like me to come with you?" Billy shook his head.
"No, thanks Dad.. I think I know someone who can help me with this,
though" He turned to leave. "Billy, will you call me if you find
anything? I promised Katherine I would keep her updated"
"Sure, Dad and thanks"
he turned and walked out the door, his mind reeling. Where was she?
Mac woke up, her head slumped
against the ice cold bus window. The overhead speaker crackled above her head.
"Good morning, passengers. We are approaching the Denver city limits. We
should be arriving in Denver in approximately 30 minutes. This bus will then
continue on to Seattle" Mac had made a decision last night. She would be
getting off at Denver, then find another bus to take her onto another
destination, anywhere but Seattle. Her trip with Billy had taught her to cover
her tracks very carefully. The
ticket clerk at the bus station could identify her, and tell everyone where she
was headed. She couldn't let that happen, not now. Her head was incredibly
light, and her stomach felt uneasy, God please don't let me get carsick now, she
The bus pulled into the Denver
station and she got off, walking towards a ticket counter.
"When is the next bus for
Boulder?" she asked the clerk. She answered " In about 20 minutes.
Over there at Gate 45, it makes
several stops though, Lafayette, Henderson,
and then on to Boulder" Mac
smiled. " I'd like a ticket, please..." The clerk got the ticket and
Mac paid. She had to find a job as soon as she got there, her money was already
running low. She thanked her and
headed towards the gate. She hoped her already queasy stomach would survive just
one more trip.
The bus pulled into Henderson,
and Mac got off and looked around. A ski resort town, it looked like, but the
scenery was breathtaking. Mountains all around, fresh air...she breathed deeply,
hoping to settle her still uneasy stomach. Up ahead she saw several small stores
and a restaurant. The Mountain Inn. She opened the door and headed inside.
A older woman greeted
her." Good morning, may I seat you?" Mac shook her head and smiled.
" I was just wondering if you have any job openings? I'm brand new in town,
and I really need a job.." The woman nodded. "It seems we always have
openings this time of year. we no sooner hire someone, than they decide the
skiing is too good to pass up and quit to head to Boulder or Steamboat
Springs." She extended her hand. "My name is Betty Johnson. I run this
place and also act as hostess." Mac took her hand and shook it. " I'm
Mackenzie Abbott" she had made a decision to use her real name, it would
just make things easier. Besides, no one would ever find her here.
"What kind of work are you
looking for?" Betty asked. " Well, I have experience as a waitress...I
could give you some references if you need-" "Why don't we see how
things work out first? Besides, I don't think I can use you as a waitress, do
you think you would be able to handle being a hostess? I really don't have the
time anymore, what with running the Inn and everything." She smiled at the
young girl. "Besides, a young, pretty girl like you would be perfect."
Mac blushed at the compliment. "Thank you. I guess I could handle it..at
least I could try.." "Good" Betty beamed " Now, I need you
to fill out some paperwork. Oh and we offer room and board as part of your
salary. It helps us keep costs down. Your salary will be
$150.00 per week plus room and board. Will that be ok?"
Mac let out a sigh of
relief." That will be soo ok, like you wouldn't believe!" Betty
laughed. "Come with me, and we'll get you settled". Mac stood up and
stumbled momentarily, Betty's hand on her arm the only thing keeping her from
falling. She grabbed her head. "I'm sorry" she whispered. " It's
just the last couple of days I haven't gotten much sleep. I'm really ok.."
Betty looked at her carefully. Something hidden behind those eyes, she thought.
She smiled to ease Mac's fearful tone. She patted her hand." It's all right,
Mac. May I call you that? "
she nodded. " We'll get you settled and take you upstairs, show you your
room. I'm sure you'll feel better if you lie down, get a little rest. I don't
need you to start until tonight." Mac nodded and picked up her
suitcase, following Betty through the dining room door. It lead to a small lobby
with a front desk.
"This is the 'Inn' part of
The Mountain Inn" she explained." We get mostly
skiers, weekenders tired of the crowds in the bigger places. It can get pretty
busy this time of year." She led her up a small spiral staircase to a small
room at the end of a hallway. It was very simple, with a single bed, dresser, a
small writing desk and chair. A door leading to a small bathroom was next to the
desk. "It's not much..." Betty explained. "It's perfect" Mac
replied and she meant it." I really don't need much" she continued.
Betty looked at Mac again. " Is everything all right? You really don't look
well at all dear.." Mac looked at the older woman..." It's a long
story, maybe someday when I'm feeling better, I'll tell you about it." The
woman nodded. Obviously this girl was carrying more baggage than just her
suitcase." I'd like that" she said. "I'll go and let you get some
rest..we can fill out your paperwork later." She turned to leave.
"Thank you, Betty, for everything. I promise I won't let you down."
The woman smiled and left, closing the door behind her.
Mac collapsed on the bed as soon
as the door was closed. She was exhausted and she knew if she made any sudden
moves, she was definitely gonna throw up. She took off her coat and shoes and lay
down, falling asleep almost immediately
Billy sat in the empty
apartment, staring at the walls. Where was she now? Was she thinking of him? And
the question that ate at him... Why? Why would she leave him, especially after
last night?. His thoughts were interrupted by a soft knocking on the door.
He got up and opened it.
"Raul" he smiled. "Thanks for coming...Come in ."
Raul walked in and looked around. " Is this place yours, Billy?"
he asked. He had been surprised to get a phone call from Billy, and even more
surprised when he asked if he could meet him at this address. He nodded, and
gestured towards the couch for Raul to sit down. He did and Billy joined him.
"This is my place... mine
and Mac's actually" he looked at Raul. "That's part of the reason I
asked you to come over here. I wanted to tell you what's been going on, and to
ask you for your help" Raul looked at him, smiling rather sadly. " It
doesn't look like you need my help with anything. You two seem really happy
together, I'm glad.. for both of you..what kind of help do you need from
"We were happy... in fact I
was the happiest I've ever been in my life.. until this morning..you see, Mac is
gone..missing I guess you could say. She was here last night.." he looked
down at the floor, blushing slightly. " And everything was great, you
know?" Raul nodded. " I think I can guess" he said. " Did
you guys have a fight or something? I mean, it wouldn't be the first time, you
He shook his head. " It's
not like that between us anymore, Raul. That's something else I asked you here
for. To let you know that Mac and I got married...almost 3 weeks ago." He
pulled the chain out of the neck of his sweater, showing him the ring that
dangled from it. " That's why I can't believe she would just leave for no
good reason...please don't tell anyone about this..we wanna wait until I turn 18
in June, it'll be more difficult for anyone to try to do anything about it
Raul was stunned. He had known
that Mac and Billy were in love, but this was totally unexpected. "Married?
" he asked softly.
Billy nodded, smiling at his
friend. " I know it's kinda hard to believe, but since it happened, I've
never been happier in my life. I thought she
was too, but obviously I must have missed something. I've gotta find her,
Raul... I've just gotta.. what if something's happened?" "Maybe you
should call the police." Raul said. Billy shook his head. "That would
only scare her.... I just have to know that she's okay, even if she doesn't want
to come back to me." Raul was puzzled. "What can I do, Billy?"
" You can tell me everything she told you about her life on the
street. We never got a chance to talk about stuff like that, I always thought it
would be too painful for her...did she ever talk to you about it?"
Raul shook his head. "Every time I tried to bring up the past, she
changed the subject. I tried to ask her about what her life in St. Louis had
been like, but she would never open up to me."
Billy nodded. " She told me
some horror stories about her stepfather Sam, and what he tried to do to her. I
know she'd never go back there. But where else could she have gone?"
Raul asked "Did she have
much money? I know she used to save her tip money, she used to keep it in a jar
in one of her dresser drawers. I don't know how much it was though. She probably
took that money with her. Have you checked the airports? The bus stations?"
Billy nodded. "That was my next step. I just wanted to talk to you first,
see if maybe you knew something I didn't."
Raul answered "I wish I
could be more help.". "I appreciate you coming here, Raul I know this
couldn't have been easy for you." Raul looked at him. " I meant what I
told you guys at school, I hope we can still be friends, I care about Mac too,
you know." Billy smiled. " I know that, and I'm glad, she's never had
many people who cared about her before, she'd be happy to know that the two of
us are still friends.. We are, aren't we?" Raul nodded and extended his
hand to Billy.
" I should be going"
he said as he rose from the couch. Billy said "Sure, thanks for coming..
one more thing, though.." Raul looked at him. "Sure, what's
that?" "Don't tell anyone about Mac and me, being married, I mean.
I'll tell her grandmother and her Dad, but I don't think anyone else should know
yet...ok?" Raul nodded. " If that's what you want..." " It's
not what I really want, I just think it's better if we keep it quiet for
awhile..." "Sure" Raul said as Billy opened the door.
"Thanks again for coming,
Raul" he said. " I'll be in touch, Billy. " Raul smiled at him.
" I want here back, safe and sound, too." He turned and left and Billy
closed the door. He needed to get started, but he had a stop to make first. The
Kay paced around her living
room, her arms folded. Brock was at the shelter, asking if any of the residents
there may have seen Mac. It was a long shot, she doubted her granddaughter would
go back there. The front doorbell rang, and soon after Esther walked in,
by Billy. Katherine walked over to him.
"Billy" she embraced
him. His face was drawn and tired. " Have you heard anything?" He
shook his head. " No, I was just about to get started, you know, checking
the bus stations, asking some questions...but I needed to come by here first. Is
Mr. Reynolds here?" She shook her head." No, he's gone to the shelter
to see if anyone there has heard from Mackenzie... How are you holding up?"
He smiled weakly. " I'm ok, Mrs. Chancellor...I just miss her, that's all. I
want her back here with me, with all of us. We've wasted so much time, time we
could have spent together...I need to have her back with me, Mrs. C, I can't
lose her now, not when we've just found each other."
She embraced him again. " I
know, Billy. I've missed so much with her. We will get her back. I know we
He pulled away from her embrace.
" I need to talk to you, Mrs.C...can we sit down?" "Of
course..please" she gestured towards the sofa. They sat down together. He
clasped his hands together. " Go ahead, dear..whatever it is, you can tell
me" she said. " I know, it's just that this is going to come as a
shock to you....remember when Mac and I went to Chicago a couple of weeks
ago?" she nodded. " Well, see we didn't exactly go to Chicago...I
sorry we lied, Mrs. Chancellor, I really am...the truth is we went to
Indiana..." he paused. "Indiana?" she asked. "Whatever
" We went to Indiana to get
married..." "Married? Billy..did you?" He pulled the chain out
from underneath his jacket. "Yes, we did, Mrs. Chancellor...I know what
you're going to say..we're too young..we won't be able to handle marriage and
everything it involves..but we wanted to be together, and it was the only way we
could think of. We planned on telling you when I turned 18 in June, but now I
feel you have the right to know. Maybe the pressure of this whole thing was too
much for her, maybe that's why she ran away." Katherine let out a deep
breath and sat back against the couch. " You're right, Billy.. you are too
young. You two have no idea what marriage is about, the responsibilities, the
commitment. But Mackenzie would never walk out on a commitment, especially to
you. She loves you with all her heart, she told me so. You can't blame yourself
for her leaving. We just have to find her, we can deal with all of this when we
She clasped his hand. " I
don't think we should tell Brock about this yet. He has enough guilt about
Mackenzie. I think we should wait until we find her. Then we can decide what
needs to be done." Billy pulled his hand away from hers. " Needs to be
done? Nothing needs to be done, except find her. This marriage is forever. I
meant that when I took those vows" She clasped his hand again. " I
know you did, Billy. I know you love her very much. I just think that you two
have so much time ahead of you.." " Time we will spend together, Mrs.
Chancellor. I am her husband, whether you like it or not..nothing you can say or
do will change that." He rose to his feet. " I don't want to argue
with you, Mrs. Chancellor. I just thought you had a right to know." He
turned to leave and she stood up. " Please, Billy..just find her. That's
all that matters, please. help me find her." His face softened and he
patted her hand. " I will, Mrs. Chancellor. I promise, she'll be home with
us again." He turned and left and Kay sat down again, tears forming in her
eyes. " Please, God..bring my granddaughter home again" she prayed
Billy drove through the streets
of Genoa City, headed for the bus station. He was positive that if she had left
town, she had gone by bus. He parked the car and entered the terminal, heading
directly for the ticket counter. He clutched a picture of Mac in his right hand,
actually a picture of the two of them. Their wedding picture sent by the
Delancey's. It had come yesterday, he had planned on surprising her with it last
night, before things had progressed so quickly. He stood before the ticket
counter. A male clerk sat behind a computer screen. "May I help you?"
he asked. " I hope so" he said. " I was wondering if you might
have seen this girl?" he held out the picture and the clerk took it. "
She might have been through here late last night.." The clerk nodded.
"Sure, she was here...she your wife? This looks like a wedding
photo.." Billy nodded. " Yes, and she's been missing since last
night." The clerk nodded again. " She bought a ticket to Seattle, one
way.." he said. " I hope you find her.." " Thanks" was
all Billy said and took the picture back, walking away from the counter.
Seattle, he thought. He looked
at his watch. 7 pm. She was probably there by now. But where? Where would he
Mac looked at herself in the
bathroom mirror. She had been throwing up since she had awoken about a half hour
ago. She couldn't be sick, not now. She splashed some cold water on her face,
and walked out of the bathroom. The uniform that Betty had brought her was laid
out on the bed. A plain black skirt with a black fitted, leotard type top. She
didn't have any shoes, Betty had said she might be able to scrounge up a pair
for her somewhere. She put on the uniform and sat on the edge of the bed, trying
to settle her still rumbling stomach, fingering the chain she still wore around
her neck. What was Billy doing now? Looking for her, probably..wondering why she
left. He wouldn't come looking for her, would he? Deep down, a part of her
wished that he would come and take her back home..back to the little apartment
with the ugly couch. How she wished she were sitting on that ugly couch with him
right now. No, Mac.. this is for the best. You would only drag him down with
you, make him hate you. It was better this way.
Her thoughts were interrupted by
a soft knocking on the door. "Mac? It's Betty.." "Come in,
Betty" she answered. The door opened and Betty appeared, shoe box in hand.
" I found a pair of shoes I think might be ok for you.." She saw how
pale the young girl was and walked over to her.
"Are you all right? You
don't look well at all.." She put down the shoe box and sat down next to
her. " I'm fine, really. I just need to get settled...everything's been a
little crazy these past few days.." she bit her lip and looked at the older
woman's kind face. Could she tell her?
" Would you like to tell me
about it, Mackenzie?" Mac looked down, hesitating. " I don't
know..." The woman wrapped her arm around the girl's shoulders. " I
think I can guess...it's a boy, isn't it?" Mac nodded. " My
husband" she whispered. Betty was taken aback. "Husband? Aren't you a
little young? I don't mean to pry, dear..but did you have to get married?"
Mac smiled and shook her head. " No, we didn't have to, we wanted
to.." and the floodgates opened.
She told Betty everything, all
of it, thinking it was probably a mistake, but needing someone to help her carry
some of the weight.
When she had finished, Betty was
silent. Mac stood up. " I guess I'll get my things now, you probably don't
need someone like me around here..." and Betty placed her hand on her arm.
" Nonsense" she said.
" Why wouldn't I want someone like you here?" she smiled comfortingly
at her. " I was married for 35 years to a wonderful man, don't you think I
know what's it like to be in love? You're lucky, you found it the first time,
right out of the gate...I just don't understand why you felt you had to
leave..." Mac sighed " I had to, Betty..I couldn't let him feel
obligated to me, that he had made a mistake and that there was no way out of it.
I know he would end up hating me..and I couldn't live with that. I thought he
hated me for so long, and then to finally realize that he loved me, as much as I
loved him. I'd like to keep that memory, even if I never see him again.
Please." She turned to Betty. " If he calls here, somehow manages to
track me down here, please don't say anything, please?" It was now Betty's
turn to sigh. " I think you are making a mistake, Mackenzie. but if that's
what you want..." Mac smiled. "Thank you, it is." The woman
embraced her. " I'll help you anyway I can. I have three daughters of my
own, you know..7 grandchildren! I'd like to think that if they needed it someone
would help them, too."
Mac embraced Betty. "Thank
you, I promise I won't let you down." Betty pulled away to look at the
young girl's face. " Just make me a promise...Call you grandmother and let
her know you're okay...she must be worried sick. You don't have to tell her
where you are...just that you're all right. Promise?". Mac nodded. " I
will, soon.." Betty placed her hands on her hips. "No time like the
present, young lady..come with me." She took her by the hand and led her to
another room down the hallway. Betty's room. " You can use the phone in
here. I'll just leave you alone. Promise me, Mackenzie, you'll make the
call." Mac nodded and Betty smiled and left the room, closing the door. Mac
picked up the phone, and dialed the Chancellor home. Esther answered
"Chancellor residence". " Esther, it's Mac...Is my grandmother
there?" Esther's voice rose to a shriek. "Mac?". Kay jumped to
her feet from the sofa and grabbed the phone out of her hand. " Mackenzie?
Oh, thank God...where are you? are you all right?" " I'm fine, grandma..
really I am...I can't say where I am, please understand. Just know that
everything is ok and that I love you and Dad.." " Mackenzie. Billy
told me about you two.. being married. I want you to know that we will get this
whole thing straightened out as soon as you come home..." Mac's heart
twisted and she took a deep breath. " It was a mistake, grandma. I realized
it pretty much right away. Billy and I aren't right for each other, we never
should have done it. Please.. I don't want to talk about Billy...whatever he
wants to do now is fine with me, I don't care if I ever see him again." She
paused, the tears began flowing freely now. Kay spoke softly " Just come
home, Mackenzie..we'll do whatever you want."
" I can't grandma, not now...maybe someday..just not now. I'll call
you again, soon. I promise. Just tell Billy that I'm sorry things didn't work
out, and I'll live with whatever decision he wants to make. I love you,
grandma." She hung up the phone.
There, that was done. If she had
done her job well, her grandmother had believed her lies. That should stop Billy
from coming after her. She realized it would probably end her marriage as well
as any dream she may have had of a life with Billy. She sat down on the edge of
the bed and wiped the tears from her face. It was for the best, she told
herself. He was better off without her anyway. He would realize that soon
Kay hung up the phone, still in shock. Brock walked in the front
door, noticed his mothers face and ran over to her." What happened? Is it
Mackenzie?" She nodded her head. "Is she hurt?" he asked
frantically. "No, she's not hurt..she just called. She wouldn't tell me
where she was, or when she would be coming home."
"But she's ok? I mean she's not hurt or anything?" She shook
her head. " No she said she was fine..she said she would come home, just
"We can't give up searching
for her, Duchess. I just don't understand why she would run away..especially
when she seemed to be so happy with Billy.."
Kay grabbed her sons' hand. "Sit down, Brock I think that there's
something you need to know." He walked over to the couch and sat down. Kay
joined him. "Billy was here this afternoon. He told me that he and
Mackenzie ....he said that they were married.." "Married!" Brock
exclaimed. "When? Where?"
She told him what Billy had told
her earlier that day.. " I just don' t understand why she would run
away...unless she was telling me the truth on the phone" Brock looked at
his mother. "What did she say, mother? Please tell me"
Kay clutched his hand tighter. "She told me that she regretted
marrying Billy almost immediately..that he could do whatever he wanted to about
it...basically, it sounded like she wanted nothing to do with him. I don't
understand why she felt she couldn't tell us about it. She had to know that we
would help her.."
Brock held his chin in his
hands, thinking. " I think you're right, mother..if she had done something
she regretted, she would have told us...why would she pretend to be happy if she
wasn't? She did seem happy, didn't she?" Katherine nodded and sighed.
"That's the part that I can't figure out...she seemed happier than I had
ever seen her..I wish we could figure out what really happened.." "
I'm sorry..." Jill's voice
broke in. They turned around to see her standing behind them " I don't mean
to interrupt . I just came from John and he told me about Mackenzie. Has there
been any word?" Jill's attempt at sympathy seemed almost genuine.
" She called just a few
minutes ago...she said that she's fine..and that she didn't feel she could come
home just now. It just means that we have to search harder for her, that's
all" Jill nodded. " I know this must be very difficult for you
two..Please let me know if there is anything I can do.."
"Why the sudden concern,
Jill?" Brock blurted out. " You had very little use for Mackenzie
while she was here..I should think you'd be glad she was gone" he said
bitterly. Jill pretended offense at
his remark " Of course I'm concerned... I know if it was Billy out there
alone, I would be heartsick. No, Mackenzie and I never were the best of friends,
but I never would wish her harm." She paused. " Did she say why she
left?" Brock decided to let Billy tell his mother the whole story.
" Why don't you ask your son? It's really his job to tell you the
whole story. Excuse me , mother ... I think I'll call Paul Williams, see if he
can help us." He got up and left the room. Kay got up and moved closer to
Jill, " Why don't you do that, Jill? Go ask your son what really happened
between him and my granddaughter? And while you're at it..examine your own
conscience..ask yourself why Mackenzie may have left town..." and with
that, left the room.
Jill's mind was racing. What
could that little twit have told her? And what was it that Billy had to tell
her? Could he have something to do with Mac running away? She couldn't have said
anything, whe wouldn't be that stupid, would she? No, Jill decided. The idea of
the whole town finding out about her sordid little past in St. Louis was more
than enough to send her running out of town, she would never tell anyone
anything about it, she was sure of that.
Billy drove back to the
apartment from the bus station. Seattle, he had to get to Seattle. What about
school? Screw it, he thought. Who cares? He had to tell Mrs. Chancellor about
finding out where Mac went last night. He dug his cell phone out of his pocket
and dialed the number. It rang twice before his mother answered. "Billy,
darling are you all right? I just heard about Mackenzie... I told you that girl
was trouble, didn't I?" "Thanks
for the deep concern, Ma.. I really appreciate it. Is Mrs. Chancellor
there?" " Yes, she's
here...would you like to speak with her?" "No, I'm on my way over
there now. And Ma, don't go anywhere.. I wanna talk to you, too." He hung
up the phone. Jill put the receiver down. Kay walked back into the room. "
I heard the telephone.. who was that?" Jill turned to face her. " It was Billy, he's on the way
over here, said he wants to talk to you about something."
"Maybe he has some word on Mackenzie, when he was here earlier, he
told me he was on his way out to begin searching for her." Kay said. How
would she tell him what her granddaughter had said? It would devastate him.
Billy walked into the Chancellor
living room to find Jill and Kay seated on the couch. "Good" he said.
"You're both here.." "What did you find out, Billy?" Kay
asked. " I found out that Mac was on a bus headed for Seattle last night.
She should be there by now. I just wanted to let you two know that I intend to
go there tonight to find her and bring her back. I know what you're gonna say
about school and everything, but there's no point in my even trying to go
through the motions of a regular life if she's not here. I did it long enough,
and I almost destroyed myself in the process. I can't do it anymore. If you
don't give me permission, I'll go anyway...Mrs. Chancellor, does my mom know
about me and Mac?" he looked at Kay, who shook her head. " I didn't
feel it was my place to tell her, Billy. Would you like me to leave you two
alone for awhile so you can?" He nodded. She got up to leave. " Don't
leave before you see me, Billy" was all she said before she left the room.
"So, Billy" Jill began.
"What is this great big secret that Katherine refused to tell me? What
happened between you and Mackenzie?" He walked over and sat down next to
her. " You're not gonna be happy with what I'm gonna say..just know that
it's made me happier than I've ever been in my entire life. Mac and I are
married, we have been for almost 3 weeks now."
Jill's face turned colors, first
ashen white, then deep purple. " You're what? How could you have been so
stupid? Throwing your life away at 17? And on Mackenzie Reynolds of all
people.." "Abbott, Ma.. her name is Mackenzie Elizabeth Abbott
now." He replied quietly.
" And if you mention her
name in that tone of voice again, I walk out that door right now, and you will
never see me again" It wasn't a threat, it was a fact. Billy had decided that if his mother couldn't accept
Mac, his choice was already made. " Billy, you have to realize what a
mistake you've made...we can fix this before anything happens.." "
What do you mean anything, Ma?" "
I mean we can get an annulment...you are underage, we can say that the marriage
was never consummated." Jill held her breath, praying she was assuming
correctly that Billy and Mac had never slept together. " Wrong on both
counts,Ma. We got married in Indiana, it's legal to be married at 16 there. As
for not being 'consummated', you're too late for that.." he smiled.
" What difference does all
that make now, Billy? She's gone now..she left you..if she really loved you, why
would she leave you?" Billy got up and walked away from Jill. He didn't
want her to see his face, see the doubt there. " I don't know...that's what
I have to figure out..I need to talk to her, face to face. I know that if I do,
we can work this whole thing out. That's why I'm going to Seattle, tonight."
Jill had a sudden revelation. She realized that if Mac saw Billy face to face,
she would be too afraid to tell him what had really happened. Of course there
was always the risk that she would tell him, but she doubted it. " All
right, Billy.. if you feel you must.. I'll
arrange it with school, and with your father. Just promise me you won't
stay long. I'll get the police to come and get you if I have to." He
turned, surprised at his mother's sudden generosity. "Sure, whatever you
say and thanks, Ma. Listen, tell Mrs. Chancellor I'm sorry, but I really gotta
go.. I found out there's a flight leaving in two hours and I wanna be on it. See
you soon, I promise" Jill walked over and kissed him on the cheek.
"Just be careful and make sure you get back here within 3 days...or else
you know what happens." He nodded and left.
Jill turned and walked towards
the liquor cabinet. She needed a drink badly, her hands were shaking. Kay walked
back in. " Billy said to tell you he was sorry, but he wanted to catch the
last flight out to Seattle. He going to search for Mackenzie." Jill said
with disgust. "What are we going to do about this 'marriage', Katherine?
You know I will not stand for this. " Kay looked at her and shook her head.
" I'm more worried about finding my granddaughter..we can take care of
everything else when she comes home." Jill sipped her drink thoughtfully.
If she comes home, Katherine.. if what I think will happen does happen...you may
never see your granddaughter again, and Billy will be more than happy to be rid
Two hours later, Billy unhooked
his seatbelt. The flight was now safely in the air, he closed his eyes, hoping
to catch some sleep before he got to Seattle, he knew he would need it. His last
thoughts before drifting off were of Mac.
Billy landed in Seattle 4 hours
later. The flight had taken longer than expected. His first stop would be the
bus station. If he could get the same kind of information he had gotten out of
the clerk in Genoa City, he might be able to find her sooner. Maybe even today.
He looked out the windows that surrounded the airport. The sun was just
beginning to rise. I know you're out there Mac, you're not getting away from me
that easily, count on that.
Mac was once again hunched over
the bathroom sink, vomiting. She never remembered feeling as sick as she did
right now. She had managed to make it through her first night of work relatively
easily, the work was no problem. She splashed her face and rinsed her mouth out
with cold water, hoping to rid herself of the awful taste. She walked uneasily
to the bed and sat down. A thought crept into the back of her head...That first
night...the first time they had made love...Mac remembered how they had talked
about it the next morning, laughing about how they had gotten so carried away
that they had completely forgotten about using a condom. She was sure that
everything was okay, and she didn't worry once she got home. Her periods had
always been rather irregular, so she wasn't concerned when her date came and
went without it.
But now..could she be pregnant?
Oh, God...what would she do? How could she have a baby..all by herself? Her
heart softened. It wouldn't just be
any baby, it would be hers and Billy's. The two of them together in one person.
A piece of him that no one could take away from her. She would manage somehow.
Don't jump ahead, Mac. She got up quickly and got dressed, she needed to get to
Half an hour later, she stood
before the bathroom sink, staring at the blue positive line on the pregnancy
test strip. Blue for positive. Blue for pregnant. She covered her mouth with her
hands. Part of her, deep down was absolutely thrilled. A baby, a little person
all her own. Maybe a little Billy, with his sandy hair, or maybe a little girl
with her dark eyes. How could she do this? She squelched the urge to run to the
phone, pick it up and call him. She couldn't. He could never find out about this,
never. If he ever found out about this and then about her past, he would feel
too guilty to leave her. Or maybe try to take her baby away. Deep down, Mac knew
that Billy would never do that. But she couldn't really be sure. To tell the
truth, she couldn't be sure about anything anymore.
A soft knock on the door
disturbed her thoughts. " It's me, Mac.. Betty.. Can I come in?"
Mac walked out of the bathroom. "Yes " she answered. Betty
walked in and immediately saw the look on Mac's face. " What is it,
Mackenzie?" . Mac sat down on
the edge of the bed. " I need a doctor, Betty..." She walked into the
bathroom and brought the test strip with her, showing it to Betty. The woman
took it from her and looked at it, and then again at her. "Does this mean
what I think it means?" Mac nodded. " What am I gonna do, Betty?"
she asked. The woman embraced the young girl, who was seemingly so alone.
"First thing we do is call that husband of yours.. he has a right to
know." " NO!" Mac shouted. " I'm sorry" she said more
softly. " Billy can never know about this, never! I don't want him to feel
obligated to me in any way...Please, promise me if he comes here, you won't tell
him. Please" Betty looked sadly at Mac. " If that's what you want, all
right. But it seems to me you're making a big mistake. If what you've told me
about him is true. He would be thrilled to hear this news...but if that's what
you want. You need to make an appointment at the doctor. The only ob
in town is old Dr. Lewis.. terrific old guy, you'll like him. I'll take
you there whenever you want..."
Mac smiled. Betty had been so
kind to her. " I can still work here, can't I?" Betty smiled.
"Absolutely, for as long as you're up to it. You did a terrific job last
night, we got lots of compliments about our new hostess. Lots of questions too,
from a lot of the young men around here. I think.." she paused and touched
the chain around Mac's neck " I think you'd better start wearing this on
your finger..just to avoid 'situations' if you know what I mean." Mac
nodded and took off the chain, slipping the ring off and onto her left hand.
"You'll be fine, Mac..women
have had babies since the beginning of time. It's easier with your husband by
your side, of course. But you are strong, I can tell.. You will be able to do
this. You want to don't you?" Mac nodded. Her brief thought about possibly
not having this baby had disappeared. She was already in love with the idea.
" More than anything... This baby means that I will have a piece of Billy
with me forever..even if he's not here. I can do this, I know I can." Betty
smiled. "Good" she said. "Let's see if we can call Dr. Lewis now,
set up and appointment?" Mac nodded. She rubbed her flat stomach slowly. A
Billy sat in the bus station ,
pondering his next move. The manager had summoned the clerk who had been on duty
last night. He had not seen Mac, and he had watched the bus unload all of its
passengers. He mentioned that the bus had not been non-stop, that it had stopped
in Denver before ending up in Seattle. Billy was kicking himself for not
checking that fact before he had left home. Stupid, stupid, stupid. What now?
What if she hadn't stayed in Denver? And what if his luck with ticket counter
clerks ran out if he went to Denver? Well, the one thing he knew, he had to get
to Denver, and quickly. He ran outside and hailed a taxi, heading for the
airport. Once there, he quickly booked the next flight to Denver, leaving in 30
The flight was fairly uneventful
and brief, but Billy was exhausted. The traveling was catching up with him. It
would all be worth it if he could just find her. Find out why she left, and
convince her that no matter what, they could work it out. Once the plane landed,
the routine was the same, taxi to the bus station, beeline for the ticket
counter. He pulled out the picture of Mac, and asked if anyone had seen her. The
clerk shook his head, " I was off yesterday, I wouldn't know. The clerk who
worked yesterday is due in 15 minutes. You could wait and ask her." He
turned back to his work. Billy paced up and down in front of the counter, until
the dirty looks from the clerk forced him to take a seat nearby. A woman came in
and sat next to the clerk. The clerk looked at him and nodded. He got up and
showed her the picture, explaining his request. She nodded. " I sold her a
ticket yesterday.. to Boulder.." Billy learned a lesson this time.
"Did the bus make any other stops?" She nodded. " Lafayette and
Henderson first and then Boulder" He thanked her and then asked " One
more question... which town is smaller?" "Henderson" she
answered. " It's a real small ski resort town." " I' d like a
ticket for the next bus, please" he smiled. She processed the ticket and
handed it to him. He paid her and thanked her again. " It leaves in 30
minutes, gate 45" "Thanks again" he said and walked over to take a
seat until the bus was ready for boarding. He was playing a hunch, and he hoped
it was correct. Mac was hoping to get lost. and a small town was the perfect
place. Henderson sounded like the perfect place for her to get lost. " Not
lost for long, Mac..." he said softly, rubbing his finger over her face in
the picture he held tightly in his hands.
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