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Fic: Follow You Home - California Tin (14/42)
Title: Follow You Home - California Tin (14/42)
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Cain and DG, but if you saw 'em in the miniseries, they're here or mentioned. Plus some OCs
Rating: PG
Summary: Cain stayed in LA. But can he survive on the Other Side?
Warning: post-series, directly after California Queen. Blame n_e_star, for she fed Steve. ;)
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The rest of 'em are mine.
Prologue | California Queen
California Tin: Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve | Part Thirteen | Part Fourteen | Part Fifteen | Part Sixteen | Part Seventeen | Part Eighteen | Part Nineteen | Part Twenty | Part Twenty-One | Part Twenty-Two | Part Twenty-Three | Part Twenty-Four | Part Twenty-Five | Part Twenty-Six | Part Twenty-Seven | Part Twenty-Eight | Part Twenty-Nine | Part Thirty | Part Thirty-One | Part Thirty-Two | Part Thirty-Three | Part Thirty-Four | Part Thirty-Five | Part Thirty-Six | Part Thirty-Seven | Part Thirty-Eight | Part Thirty-Nine | Part Forty | Part Forty-One | Part Forty-Two
California Sun
Five | Waking Up (CaliSun 20.2) | Almost Like Being in Love (CaliSun 24.5) | An Hour and 45 Minutes | Hava Nagila | Unexpected
Cain was standing in the doorway of Simon and Jeanie's room as Jeanie rummaged through the closet. As soon as Josh began ranting about a suit and tie and having to shine his shoes, Cain panicked. DG had told him that the event wasn't going to be as formal as a ball in the Outer Zone, yet Josh's description - not to mention the suit he pulled from the closet - was telling Cain otherwise.
Jeanie had been sweeping out front of the bakery when he walked past and Cain decided it was best to get a second opinion. She laughed at the idea of Cain in a formal tuxedo and waved him inside, insuring him that Simon had to have something that would be just as nice, as well as suit Cain's demeanor.
They'd looked at half a dozen sport coats and suit jackets before Jeanie finally uncovered a dark brown jacket. "You strike me as not having attended many fancy parties," she said as Cain pulled the jacket over one arm. His eyes moved up to catch hers and he laughed.
"I've been to one or two. But I was in uniform." Jeanie smiled and pushed Cain toward the mirror, picking and pulling at the jacket and giving him an approving nod. "Are you going to this-" Cain asked, taking another glance in the mirror. Jeanie laughed again and shook her head as she returned to his side with another coat.
"No, dear. While Simon and I are fans of the arts, we don't have that kind of money." Cain raised an eyebrow as he pulled on the simple black jacket. Glancing between the jacket and Cain, she made a few calculations and finally nodded.
"I'll take it in a bit, of course," she said, giving the jacket a tug near the right sleeve. Cain wondered if all the jackets on the Other Side were intended for long-armed men first, as the blue jacket DG had given him for Christmas was also long. He made a note to ask Jeanie if she could do anything with it, as well.
"Josh says that I'll be 'working'," he informed her, glancing over his shoulder. Jeanie smoothed the jacket out across his shoulders and tapped him on the back. She'd met the boy a few times and found that she generally liked him.
"Everyone who goes to one of those parties is working, young man." Cain raised an eyebrow and watched as Jeanie moved back into the closet. "That's the point of a fundraising event. You work the crowd so they give you - well, the museum-" she waved toward him. "-all their money."
Cain frowned and turned back to the mirror as Jeanie stepped behind him again and draped a dark purple tie around his neck. "And you won't even have to ask for it," Jeanie said with a sly grin. Cain's eyes narrowed and he took a deep breath. There were times, such as this, when he was afraid of what was going through Jeanie Lowry's mind.
-*-
DG had been working so hard to make sure that everything was set up - thankful for all her royal training in regards to functions - that she hadn't considered finding a dress. It hadn't even occurred to her that she'd not only invited Cain to join her in the madness, but she hadn't helped him find anything to wear.
Of course, if she could get away with it, she'd show up in jeans and a t-shirt.
She'd apologized to Cain for a good ten minutes when he finally was able to tell her that Jeanie had already taken care of that, and she needed to calm down. DG had to laugh at the idea of Cain being the calm one... but he always was.
Even when he was decidedly not calm.
"Why don't you just wear that black dress?" DG turned to look at Cain with a frown. "The one you were wearing the day I got here. I thought you looked b- just fine in that," Cain said, catching himself. DG smirked ever-so-slightly and raised an eyebrow as she considered the dress.
It wasn't exactly black-tie... but it was probably the nicest thing she owned at the moment.
Groaning, DG closed her eyes and let her chin drop to her chest. "I need food." Waving to her closet, she moved across the room and met Cain at the door. "Anything?" Cain shrugged and pushed off the door frame, following her into the front room.
DG moved into the kitchen and pulled the fridge open while Cain moved back over to the couch and sat down, reaching for his textbook. "I shouldn't complain," DG said with a sigh. "I mean-" she started, undoing the twist-tie holding the bread closed. "It could be worse. I could have to wear one of the dresses from the Zone, right?" she asked him with a nod.
Cain glanced up from his book with a raised eyebrow and breathed a laugh. He glanced back down to his notes and saw a note he had written to himself a few days before. "What's 'strung out'?" DG glanced up from the sandwiches she was preparing and looked at the wall in slight confusion.
"Can you use it in a sentence, there, Tin Man?" She had an idea what it meant, but no clue why Cain would be hearing it. Cain pushed up from the couch as DG waved him over to the counter and set a plate down.
"Josh said I need to 'broaden my horizons' because I didn't know what a Dick Dale was." DG smiled.
"Dick Dale is the King of the Surf Guitar," she said with a nod.
Cain tilted his head as he sat down at the counter. "Josh said he was God."
DG nodded as she sat on the stool next to Cain. "That he is. Now, I don't know much more about Dick Dale," she said with a shrug. "But I'm having trouble going from Dick Dale to 'strung out'." Cain took a bite of his sandwich and nodded.
"This wasn't him. This was that one," he said, pointing behind him to the small CD case Josh had given him. Josh had chosen some of his favorite CDs and told Cain to give them a listen. DG smiled again - she'd had a good laugh trying to teach Cain how to use the DVD player to play the CDs.
"So, context for 'strung out'?" DG asked, bringing the conversation back to the original question. Cain nodded and shook his head, trying to remember the line in the song.
"Uh... 'before you got strung out'... something 'potential'..." he shrugged again. It wasn't like he understood much of the words anyway. DG nodded as she stood up.
Moving back around the counter, she opened the cupboard and pulled out a glass. "Loaded. On drugs..." she said, motioning to Cain with the glass. He nodded and she reached for another, then turned and pointed to Cain.
"The Mystic Man." Cain raised an eyebrow. "He was strung out."
Cain's eyes went wide. "You have Vapors on-"
DG gave Cain a sad smile and nodded. "We have many things on this side, Cain. Not Vapors, exactly..." Cain frowned and looked back down to his sandwich.
____
If it seems a little jumpy, it is. I wrote the last part of this while sitting here, not working. I also didn't plan out the timeline so well... so some of the scenes have to be reworked.
The song does come into play again... should have brought it in earlier. *fail*
Part of me doesn't want to tell you the song... but part of me has been mean enough.
and it may be a few days before the next post because I've totally caught up to what's typed -hence the typing mid-post-
Therefore: Homecoming Queen by Hinder
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Cain and DG, but if you saw 'em in the miniseries, they're here or mentioned. Plus some OCs
Rating: PG
Summary: Cain stayed in LA. But can he survive on the Other Side?
Warning: post-series, directly after California Queen. Blame n_e_star, for she fed Steve. ;)
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The rest of 'em are mine.
Prologue | California Queen
California Tin: Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve | Part Thirteen | Part Fourteen | Part Fifteen | Part Sixteen | Part Seventeen | Part Eighteen | Part Nineteen | Part Twenty | Part Twenty-One | Part Twenty-Two | Part Twenty-Three | Part Twenty-Four | Part Twenty-Five | Part Twenty-Six | Part Twenty-Seven | Part Twenty-Eight | Part Twenty-Nine | Part Thirty | Part Thirty-One | Part Thirty-Two | Part Thirty-Three | Part Thirty-Four | Part Thirty-Five | Part Thirty-Six | Part Thirty-Seven | Part Thirty-Eight | Part Thirty-Nine | Part Forty | Part Forty-One | Part Forty-Two
California Sun
Five | Waking Up (CaliSun 20.2) | Almost Like Being in Love (CaliSun 24.5) | An Hour and 45 Minutes | Hava Nagila | Unexpected
Cain was standing in the doorway of Simon and Jeanie's room as Jeanie rummaged through the closet. As soon as Josh began ranting about a suit and tie and having to shine his shoes, Cain panicked. DG had told him that the event wasn't going to be as formal as a ball in the Outer Zone, yet Josh's description - not to mention the suit he pulled from the closet - was telling Cain otherwise.
Jeanie had been sweeping out front of the bakery when he walked past and Cain decided it was best to get a second opinion. She laughed at the idea of Cain in a formal tuxedo and waved him inside, insuring him that Simon had to have something that would be just as nice, as well as suit Cain's demeanor.
They'd looked at half a dozen sport coats and suit jackets before Jeanie finally uncovered a dark brown jacket. "You strike me as not having attended many fancy parties," she said as Cain pulled the jacket over one arm. His eyes moved up to catch hers and he laughed.
"I've been to one or two. But I was in uniform." Jeanie smiled and pushed Cain toward the mirror, picking and pulling at the jacket and giving him an approving nod. "Are you going to this-" Cain asked, taking another glance in the mirror. Jeanie laughed again and shook her head as she returned to his side with another coat.
"No, dear. While Simon and I are fans of the arts, we don't have that kind of money." Cain raised an eyebrow as he pulled on the simple black jacket. Glancing between the jacket and Cain, she made a few calculations and finally nodded.
"I'll take it in a bit, of course," she said, giving the jacket a tug near the right sleeve. Cain wondered if all the jackets on the Other Side were intended for long-armed men first, as the blue jacket DG had given him for Christmas was also long. He made a note to ask Jeanie if she could do anything with it, as well.
"Josh says that I'll be 'working'," he informed her, glancing over his shoulder. Jeanie smoothed the jacket out across his shoulders and tapped him on the back. She'd met the boy a few times and found that she generally liked him.
"Everyone who goes to one of those parties is working, young man." Cain raised an eyebrow and watched as Jeanie moved back into the closet. "That's the point of a fundraising event. You work the crowd so they give you - well, the museum-" she waved toward him. "-all their money."
Cain frowned and turned back to the mirror as Jeanie stepped behind him again and draped a dark purple tie around his neck. "And you won't even have to ask for it," Jeanie said with a sly grin. Cain's eyes narrowed and he took a deep breath. There were times, such as this, when he was afraid of what was going through Jeanie Lowry's mind.
-*-
DG had been working so hard to make sure that everything was set up - thankful for all her royal training in regards to functions - that she hadn't considered finding a dress. It hadn't even occurred to her that she'd not only invited Cain to join her in the madness, but she hadn't helped him find anything to wear.
Of course, if she could get away with it, she'd show up in jeans and a t-shirt.
She'd apologized to Cain for a good ten minutes when he finally was able to tell her that Jeanie had already taken care of that, and she needed to calm down. DG had to laugh at the idea of Cain being the calm one... but he always was.
Even when he was decidedly not calm.
"Why don't you just wear that black dress?" DG turned to look at Cain with a frown. "The one you were wearing the day I got here. I thought you looked b- just fine in that," Cain said, catching himself. DG smirked ever-so-slightly and raised an eyebrow as she considered the dress.
It wasn't exactly black-tie... but it was probably the nicest thing she owned at the moment.
Groaning, DG closed her eyes and let her chin drop to her chest. "I need food." Waving to her closet, she moved across the room and met Cain at the door. "Anything?" Cain shrugged and pushed off the door frame, following her into the front room.
DG moved into the kitchen and pulled the fridge open while Cain moved back over to the couch and sat down, reaching for his textbook. "I shouldn't complain," DG said with a sigh. "I mean-" she started, undoing the twist-tie holding the bread closed. "It could be worse. I could have to wear one of the dresses from the Zone, right?" she asked him with a nod.
Cain glanced up from his book with a raised eyebrow and breathed a laugh. He glanced back down to his notes and saw a note he had written to himself a few days before. "What's 'strung out'?" DG glanced up from the sandwiches she was preparing and looked at the wall in slight confusion.
"Can you use it in a sentence, there, Tin Man?" She had an idea what it meant, but no clue why Cain would be hearing it. Cain pushed up from the couch as DG waved him over to the counter and set a plate down.
"Josh said I need to 'broaden my horizons' because I didn't know what a Dick Dale was." DG smiled.
"Dick Dale is the King of the Surf Guitar," she said with a nod.
Cain tilted his head as he sat down at the counter. "Josh said he was God."
DG nodded as she sat on the stool next to Cain. "That he is. Now, I don't know much more about Dick Dale," she said with a shrug. "But I'm having trouble going from Dick Dale to 'strung out'." Cain took a bite of his sandwich and nodded.
"This wasn't him. This was that one," he said, pointing behind him to the small CD case Josh had given him. Josh had chosen some of his favorite CDs and told Cain to give them a listen. DG smiled again - she'd had a good laugh trying to teach Cain how to use the DVD player to play the CDs.
"So, context for 'strung out'?" DG asked, bringing the conversation back to the original question. Cain nodded and shook his head, trying to remember the line in the song.
"Uh... 'before you got strung out'... something 'potential'..." he shrugged again. It wasn't like he understood much of the words anyway. DG nodded as she stood up.
Moving back around the counter, she opened the cupboard and pulled out a glass. "Loaded. On drugs..." she said, motioning to Cain with the glass. He nodded and she reached for another, then turned and pointed to Cain.
"The Mystic Man." Cain raised an eyebrow. "He was strung out."
Cain's eyes went wide. "You have Vapors on-"
DG gave Cain a sad smile and nodded. "We have many things on this side, Cain. Not Vapors, exactly..." Cain frowned and looked back down to his sandwich.
____
If it seems a little jumpy, it is. I wrote the last part of this while sitting here, not working. I also didn't plan out the timeline so well... so some of the scenes have to be reworked.
The song does come into play again... should have brought it in earlier. *fail*
Part of me doesn't want to tell you the song... but part of me has been mean enough.
and it may be a few days before the next post because I've totally caught up to what's typed -hence the typing mid-post-
Therefore: Homecoming Queen by Hinder