A Hero's Return

Bridget parked Harvey's SUV near the front door of the cabin. Nudging her daughter, who slept in the passenger seat, she announced that they had arrived. Turning around to check on Sean, she saw a sight that warmed her heart.

"Awww, isn't that adorable."

"Can we please move him?" JoJo pleaded, her head motioning slightly to her best friend. Sean had managed to fall asleep, using her large breasts as pillows.

"I need to get a picture of this," Bridget said, picking up her phone and snapping a quick shot, despite JoJo's begging her not to do it. "Your mom is going to love it."

"What's going on?" a sleepy Peyton asked.

"Sean replaced Chastity's boob pillow with JoJo's pair," Lana informed her. JoJo responded that it wasn't funny, causing the buxom redhead to reply. "You were supposed to get his legs as the best friend. I'd have been perfectly happy to be his pillow."

"We need to get the wheelchair out of the back first," Bridget told the girls in the backseat. Opening the door, the blonde-haired mother stepped out, only to lean her head back inside. "Lana, can you please not embarrass Sean when we go inside? He has friends and a girl he likes in there."

"I would never humiliate Sean. Never ever," Lana pledged. "Maybe tease him a little."

"Lana, please," Sean's mother implored using her eyes while Peyton opened the trunk door.

"I promise, Bridget."

"Good," the concerned mother replied, walking around the vehicle and opening the rear passenger door by JoJo. "Now, how are we going to do this?"

"Hold on, Bridget. Let us help," Jeff Lockett told her from the doorway of the cabin. Jared stood next to him, pulling on his jacket.

"Oh, thank you," Bridget replied. Leaning down, she gently tapped her son's cheek. "Honey, time to wake up. Sean, we're here."

The injured teen didn't fully wake up until JoJo lifted his head off her left breast. She shot an embarrassed look at Jared as he approached. Blinking away the sleep, Sean turned his head to see his brown-haired best friend next to him.

"Where's Chastity?"

"We left her back in town, honey," his mother reminded him.

"I dreamed she was still holding me," Sean revealed with a sad face.

Jeff stepped forward after JoJo slid out of the SUV. He reached under the teenager's arms and pulled him out enough so that his son could put his arms under Sean's legs. Together they lifted him out of the vehicle, placing him onto the wheelchair.

"How you feeling, buddy?" Jared inquired.

'I feel great! Everyone says I'm acting funny, but I don't know why," Sean replied, wearing an enormous, dopey grin. "Did you get some sex?"

JoJo squeaked and raced up the front stairs.

"Uh, why would you ask that?" Jared questioned, watching JoJo flee inside the cabin.

"You're a sex machine!" Sean cackled. "Did you screw Rammy? I won't mind anymore, but watch out; she'll call you Xared."

"No, I didn't, and I won't," Jared responded as Peyton pushed her brother to the bottom of the stairs. "Don't give up on her yet."

The two strong Locketts lifted each side of the wheelchair, with Peyton steadying the back. Fortunately, there were only three steps from the ground to the porch. Lowered onto the wooden platform, Sean finished yelling, "Whee!" and looked in front of him. Rachel Stratton stood in the doorframe, blocking her youngest daughter from rushing outside into the cold.

"Lacey, let him get inside first!"

Bridget hurried around to get in front of Sean and help guide him over the threshold. She thanked Jeff and Jared for their help as Peyton pushed her brother a few feet into the foyer. Rachel placed her hand over her heart as she stood over her friend's injured son. Leaning down, she hugged his head to her chest.

"Oh, Sean, we've been worried sick about you. But we're also so proud of you."

"Original Bobbie Land," Sean mumbled past those wondrous orbs.

"Sean!" hissed his mother.

Rachel didn't mind the comment. She'd expected some inappropriate comments based on the stories she'd heard at Luigi's. And she could never be offended by the selfless boy who she thought the world of even before he saved Whitney's life. As she pulled back from her hug, her youngest daughter launched herself at Sean.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! I can't imagine life without Whitney." Lacey nearly pulled the injured teen from the wheelchair with her fierce hug. Then as tears streamed down her face, she pulled back and slapped his shoulder three times. "Don't you ever, ever, ever risk your life again. I don't--can't..."

"I saw you in the future!" Sean informed her as he grabbed both her hands.

"Oh, gawd," muttered Bridget.

"You did?" Lacey asked in confusion.

"Uh-huh!" Sean nodded fast and forcefully. "But you had blonde hair."

"And what was I doing in the future?" Lacey inquired, not sure if she should find this funny or not.

"You were a nurse who helped me pee and fluffed my pillow. Then you tried to corrupt me with your body, but I won!"

"Um...whatever. I'm sooo happy you're alive," Lacey told him again, hugging his arm and not letting go.

Clive stepped forward to welcome Sean back and tell him that his whole family was proud of his heroics. Ruffling the teen's blond hair, Clive joked that he'd only have Finn around to discuss trashy novels without Sean.

"I feel like Jack Steed, right now," Sean grinned happily, referring to the detective from The Compulsive Lying Client.

"You do?" Clive chuckled, glancing at Bridget.

"Yep, I was wronged by a woman, saved the seductive heiress...but I still need to finish the case," Sean added at the end, frowning over how to do that.

"I'm sure you'll find a way," Clive responded, walking away with an even stronger laugh.

"Wait until Whitney hears that you called her a seductive heiress," Lacey giggled, still clinging to Sean's arm.

"Hey, you can be my girl Friday, Pixie Wing," Sean said, casting her as Jack Steed's trusty assistant.

"Ooh, that sounds fun."

At the back of the small crowd in the foyer, Austin's eyes narrowed, and he started to step forward. An arm shot out to block him, and then a short, platinum blonde. She wagged her finger back and forth in front of his face.

"Learn to choose your moments in life, kid. He's doped up, and he saved her close friend. Don't play the role of the villain," Kimberly advised him.

Grumbling but understanding her point, Austin turned and went back into the great room.

Back in the foyer, Gabriela wiped away a flow of tears as she kneeled down to face Sean. Placing a hand on his knees, she struggled to speak. "I nev...so...who would have...thought that my little ice cream buddy would grow up to be a real-life hero." Rising up, she gave him a big kiss on his forehead. "If you need anything, you just ask. You got that?"

"Can we have bathroom sex again?" Sean asked, eagerly nodding.

"Sean Seamus Tarver!" Bridget exclaimed as Gabby blushed. Behind the teen's mother, Jeff coughed in shock. Luckily everyone thought Sean imagined that as well. "I'm sorry, Gabs, he's usually inappropriate when he first wakes up, but not this much." Then, looking at Peyton, she continued, "Are you sure you only gave him one pill?"

"I swear I only gave him one!" Peyton defended herself. "Buuut, I can't say what Frida or more likely Chastity might have given him."

As the mother and daughter bickered, Kimberly slid forward to take Gabby's spot. Hugging the teen, she leaned to whisper into his ear. "I'd be happy to take you into the bathroom for some water play."

"Ahhh! Bad touch! Bad touch!" Sean shrieked, jerking back in the wheelchair, dislodging Lacey from his other side.

"What happened?" Bridget questioned the platinum blonde.

Shocked at his reaction, Kimberly rapidly came up with a lie. "Uh, I must have bumped his injured foot. I'm sorry." Deciding it would be best to get away from Sean, she went to the kitchen for a drink.

As Peyton wheeled Sean a few more feet down the foyer, they reached Newt. His male best friend shook his head and grinned down at Sean.

"And you say I play too many video games. At least, I don't think I'm really inside one, and jump off a cliff, and dive into a frozen lake," Newt remarked. "If you start claiming that terrorists or zombies are after you, I'm telling your parents."

"I did dream that you were Igor, and I was Frankenstein. Does that count?" Sean challenged. That description caused JoJo to break into one of her giggle fits. However, she swiftly stopped when Sean added, "You were an evil, seductive sorceress who turned into a beast."

"That's why I love talking to him about books. Your son has an amazing imagination," Clive told Bridget.

"And then I dreamed your mom had sex with other women from the hospital. Have you ever seen her nak-"

Peyton's hand covering her brother's mouth shut him up. She turned her head to face her mom. "Yeah, I think someone gave him an extra pain pill and forgot to tell us. It was--oww! The little shit bit me!"

Seeking to stifle any further trouble, Rachel spoke up. "We talked it over and decided to put Sean in the den. It's pretty much the only other option on the first floor that would work."

"Yes, that's what Harvey suggested back at the hospital. And it's free as he's spending the night there again," Bridget said.

"Well, Skye stayed in there last night. With Fred leaving, she's going to move back to her old room," Gabby added.

"Uh, hello, Sean. I want to say how sorry I am--" Ramsey hesitantly stepped forward. She'd been dreading this moment but knew she needed to apologize.

"Nooo! Mean girl, mean girl!" Sean bellowed. Shocking everyone, he covered his face with his hands and started sobbing.

"Oh, gawd! I'm..." Rammy responded before turning and running down the hall to the master suite.

"Sean, it's okay, honey," Bridget tried to console him, but he turned his head in the other direction. "Perhaps this would be a good time to get him settled in the den. He's had a rough couple of days. JoJo, Newt, could you help?"

"I can help too," Skye finally chimed in. "I need to grab my last bag." She even offered to take over pushing the wheelchair from Peyton.

Turning his head around, Sean's crying slowly died out as he watched Skye walk over. His eyes roamed up and down her figure, eventually stopping on her flawless face.

"My water goddess has arrived. I'm sorry that I didn't dream of you," he bashfully apologized. "None of my dreams allowed for a mermaid with perfect tits."

"Okay, buddy, let's get you into the den," Jared said, pushing the chair forward before Skye reached it. "You're going to have enough regrets when you're back to normal."

"Damn! I need to send this video to Nosy Nectar," Austin said softly to himself, replaying the video he'd secretly recorded. Expecting an awkward moment between Rammy and Tarver, he'd returned to the edge of the hallway to capture the scene.

"You'll do no such thing, and you'll tell no one about it. If you do, I'll personally grab those nuts of yours and squeeze them until they pop," Lana threatened her sister's boyfriend in a low, menacing voice. "You got that?"

"Ye-yeah, I got it," Austin gulped, placing his phone onto the older sexpot's open hand. He watched as she deleted the video and then tossed his phone at his feet.

"There's the Lanana Banana that I remember," a new voice said from beside the Christmas tree.