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Some Things You Can't Change	By : selphiealmasy8 Category: G through L > Jeepers Creepers Views: 6565 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Jeepers Creepers, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Chapter Summary: Trish and Darry are left stranded in the
middle of nowhere. For a time�

Chapter Ten: Stalled

Darry sat on the car hood, his sneakers crossed, whistling
the Carpenter�s �Sing�. He had already
whistled the tune seven times and was one chorus away from the eighth.

�Would you shut up?�
Trish turned around and faced him, hands on her hips and annoyance
flashing brightly in her eyes.

�Come on! What�s so
bad about �Sing�,� Darry asked.

�You even have to ask me that?� she replied her eyebrow
raised.

�Well I guess there is no accounting for taste. Fine.
You don�t like that one. How�s
about this?� Darry said and then started to whistle Neil
Diamond�s �Song Sung Blue�. Trish
groaned and her brother discovered it was near to impossible to whistle what
you were smiling.

The Chevy Nova had died more than 45 minutes ago. Darry had suggested walking but Trish was
against the idea. When he had asked his
sister if she was afraid the monster would come swooping out of the sky and
steal them away, Trish had stated she was pretty sure it couldn�t do that
anymore but she had looked frightened.
The statement had made him curious but Darry had learned long ago that
Trish could be a bitch when she wanted.
He didn�t want to provoke her wrath if he could help it. She had told him she was sure a car would
come by soon and when it did they�d stop it and force whoever was behind the
wheel to drive them as far as they could.

She had stood waiting beside the car, her arms folded, while
Darry had climbed onto the hood. He had
wanted to rest but found he was unable to because of the blood rushing through
his body. The fact that his mind always drifted to some place he didn�t want it
to didn�t help much either.

Whistling had helped, something else he could focus on, but
now he was annoying Trish so he�d have to stop. He hated for her to think badly of him. He respected her opinion, craved it in a way which was desperate
sometimes.

�Why don�t you come sit here and let me watch for the cars,
which by the way aren�t coming for a very long time?� Darry said patting the space to his left and sliding over.

Trish sighed.
�Okay.�

She hopped onto the car hood expecting her brother to hop
off. He continued to sit next to her.

�I thought you said that you were going to watch for a
while?�

�I am,� Darry smiled.
�My eyes and ears are on alert.
Trish, I can hear a car coming past all the racket of the crickets so
don�t worry. When I hear one I�ll just
do this��

The boy stood on the hood and jumped up and down, shaking
the whole car. �We�re over here!� he
shouted. �We need help!�

�Keep quiet!� Trish
hissed while pulling at the pant leg of Darry�s jeans. �I get the point!�

�Hey! Get your hands
off my pants� You�re going to pull them off� Unless that�s what you want?�

It was a joke. At
least he thought he�d meant it has a joke.
Still, Trish�s cheeks were on fire and he felt suddenly embarrassed as
well. Kind of happy too in an odd
way.

He lay down beside her.
Together they stared at the sky.
�Remember when we did this? When
we were kids� Camping out under the
stars?� Darry said smiling happily.

�Darry the only camping we ever did was in the backyard.�

�Yeah but still it was fun and the stars were above us,�
Darry contemplated wistfully. �I miss
it.�

�What?
Camping?� Trish asked.

�Me and you. We use
to do that all the time. Stuff
together. Then you went away to
college. It was better when I started
going there too but still it isn�t like it use to be. We don�t spend as much time together as we should,� the boy�s
voice was raspy with confession.

Trish looked at him and tried to harden herself. �Well that�s what happens. We�re growing up. People do that� Even family� They grow apart� Even brothers and
sisters��

�Well it shouldn�t happen.
Not to us anyway.�

Trish didn�t say anything.
She couldn�t really when she felt the same way. Darry�s hand found hers and gripped it
tightly.

Caressing the hand gently, Darry turned and nuzzled his head
into the crook of her neck, taking in her scent. Trish closed her eyes. It
was easy to believe that they weren�t related, that they were two lovers
sitting at some look out, not really caring for the view or anything else but
the nearness of each other.

Suddenly, Darry jerked his head up and looked at her. Trish was startled by the action. There was fear in her brother�s eyes. Letting go of her hand, he brought both of
his to her face. �It doesn�t want you
does it?� he asked.

�What?� Trish
replied softly.

�That thing� It�s not after you� It can�t be after you
Trish� I couldn�t live with that� I started this whole mess,� he pleaded
desperately.

Tears filled his eyes and Trish understood how urgent the
question was to him just as she had known in that other reality she had come
from. She could have died for she knew
how much he loved her. She had never
thought someone would love her that much.
She wanted to tell him that it wasn�t her the monster wanted but her own
love for Darry got in the way and stole her words. She understood why Jezelle had not been able to answer him about
whom the monster had wanted or if her dreams were ever wrong. His eyes were the soul itself, the most
dazzling thing she had ever seen.

She started to cry, her body wracked with sobs she couldn�t
contain. Her hand rested on one of
Darry�s which still was pressed against her face. Darry was crying now too, taking her tears as fear she felt for
herself and not the true sorrow she felt for him.

Their foreheads were pressed together, close enough to feel
each other�s breath. Their lips almost
touching. As both of them knowingly and
willingly bridged the space between them, a loud horn blasted through the
night.

Trish and Darry�s first instinct was that the Creeper had
found them right at the moment when their attention had been so strongly
diverted. They were both relieved when
they saw that it was a large transport behind them and not the horrible, ragged
truck.

The driver, a man in his 50s with a grey, grizzled beard,
sounded the horn again. �You kids better
pray that you�re heading my way because I�m the only vehicle you�re going to
see for about 10 hours,� the stranger
shouted out the truck window.

Darry looked at Trish and awkwardly realized that he was on
top of her. He quickly rolled to his
side and off of the car hood completely.
His sister did the same.

Coming around the back of the car and meeting each other,
Trish whispered sternly under her breath that no matter where the driver was
headed that would be the direction they were heading too. Darry nodded in agreement.

�We�ll go as far as you can take us,� Trish shouted.

�Well I�m stopping at the first motel I can find, decent or
otherwise,� he called back gruffly. �I
need my beauty sleep. Sure you don�t
want to take the things from your car there?
I may be the only one stupid to take this road besides you two but still
better safe than sorry.�

Trish looked back at the car. Darry only smiled. �It�s
not our car!� he called out and then
started to laugh.

Trish elbowed him.

�Don�t bother me much,� the truck driver said smiling now
also. �I won�t pry. The less I know the better.�

Brother and sister walked towards the transport and climbed
inside. Darry hopped in the space
behind the passenger seat where Trish sat.

Wordlessly the driver pulled back onto the road.

Note: I�m hoping
that I will be able to post the next chapter sometime next week. My library is undergoing renovations however
so I don�t know if this will prevent me or not. I will be posting the next chapter as soon as I can though!
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Chapter Ten: Stalled