Hello world!
I’ve been having so much fun posting deleted scenes, I couldn’t resist sharing this extended epilogue of Jen and Andrew’s road trip.
I’ve also been given a link to a spotify playlist with all the top-Ghost Eye jams if you want to take part in the road trip fun.
I’m a big road tripper, comment below your favorite road trip location! My personal current favorites in no particular order are: Wall Drug, Biggest Ball of Twine in Minnesota, House on the Rock, and Riverside IA.
Ghost Eyes Extended Epilogue:
Take me home tonight
I don't wanna let you go 'til you see the light
Andrew blasted Eddie Money as we cruised down the road. After three years, I still hadn’t tired of his slightly off-key singing.
“Where to next?” I asked. When I dozed off this morning, we’d been headed East, but now we were going North. He must have gotten a call from the Alpha Council while I was dreaming of chasing bunnies in the woods.
“Got a call from Beta Marquis, there’s been a rogue sniffing around their borders,” he said, “She wants me to check in with the Rogue Shifter Coalition to make sure he gets there alright.”
“Does that mean what I think it means?”
His answer didn’t matter, I was already in the playlist searching for just the right song.
“Please don’t start playin-”
Too late, Weird Al was already singing~
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming
After working all year down at Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing
“I’m not getting you chocolate soda this time,” Andrew grumbled.
He would, he’d also stop at every convenience store until we found potato skins and something that could be considered "pickled weiners.”
“BIGGEST BALL OF TWINNEE IN MINNEEESSOOOTTTAAAAA” I belted out once the chorus hit.
Andrew rolled his eyes, but he joined in the song.
“What else is on that list of yours?” he asked, “We stop at the twine ball every time we go to Easterville, can we try something new?”
“Ummm, well because we’re coming from the South…” I flipped to the Iowa page in my to visit notebook and mentally checked off all the places we’d already hit. “Squirrel Cage Jail, check, Matchstick museum, check, Clocks, check.”
”I haven’t shown you Riverside yet, have I?”
He hadn’t, and from the grin on his face, this was going to be fun.
“What’s in Riverside?”
“The future birthplace of Captain James T. Kirk.”
“Who?”
“Captain Kirk. Only the greatest Enterprise Captain in all of Star Trek.”
“Star Trek?”
“Come on now, Jen, everyone knows Star Trek.”
“First of all, Mister big and sexy. I was feral for a decade, and I’ve been with you living in a van ever since. When would I have read Star Trek?”
“Seen, it’s a show, and movies, and well I guess there are probably books but-” his voice drifted off and he looked over. He pulled off his shades giving me the full force of his beautiful bi-colored eyes, mirrors to mine, “I thought you liked traveling in the van.”
“I do. I love it. I love traveling and waking up somewhere new every time.”
“But?”
“No buts, I’m happy. I get to be with you.”
“Would you be opposed to… to someday maybe…getting some territory of our own?” he asked, “With a house and kitchen and a forest to run around in?”
“And you’d be there?”
He laughed, “Jen, of course I’d be there.”
"Would we still get to travel?”
“As if I could keep you from your roadside attractions.”
“Hey now, you loved the World’s Tallest Thermometer,” I whined.
He reached over the center console and wrapped his big hand over mine, pulling it away from my notebook, “I love you, my beautiful Ghost Eyed mate.”
“I love you too, my big Beast of Barrow.”
Photo credit: Adrian @aows
