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After breakfast Alan spent most of his time on the beach. Carter was busy spending time with Tin Tin and packing.
"Have a lot on your mind?" Gordon asked.
"You could say that." Alan tensed.
"Wanna talk about it?" Gordon offered.
Alan shook his head. "Not really."
Gordon laughed, "It's like you think you have a choice."
"Fine, I'll tell you." Alan agreed.
Gordon signaled him to continue by shrugging.
"I just wonder if all of this is too good to be true." Alan sighed.
"There's nothing wrong with being happy." Gordon muttered
"I know. I can't help, but think it's all a show or something." Alan confessed.
"Alan, can you promise me something?" Gordon wondered.
"I guess." Alan answered suspiciously.
"Promise me that when you and Dad have your next fight you won't cut us out of your life again." Gordon asked.
"I never cut y'all out of my life. Not completely." Alan reasoned.
"But now that you and Carter are getting married and you're starting college things are changing. Dad and you are going to disagree on things. I'm just worried that he is going to push you away." Gordon explained.
"I'm sure we will be at each other's throats again in no time. But I promise I won't cut y'all off." Alan promised.
"Good." Gordon stated.
"Not that I could anyway. I think Carter enjoys having a family again." Alan confirmed.
"I just wanted to remind you that it isn't about you. If you get pissed off and cut us off again it we will lose you and Carter. There is a lot more at stake now." Gordon reasoned.
The next week was blissful. Alan and his dad were actually getting along. Jeff had given Alan a long awaited in depth lecture. Alan sat silently. He knew his father was disappointed by the choices he had made. Jeff did not like the idea of Alan and Carter living together.
"Amanda called me yesterday. She had another tiff with the rat." Carter sighed.
Alan had no comment in regards to Amanda and her lifestyle choices. If she wanted to ruin her life no one could stop her. "Can we please not invite him to the wedding?" He begged.
Carter smiled, "I wasn't planning on it."
The plane rides home took forever. Once they got to Mary's house they crashed feeling the full weight of their travel.
The followings weeks consisted of Alan and Carter moving into their apartment and attending their classes. Carter was majoring in elementary education while Alan was still undecided. He had two years before he needed to choose a major before core classes were complete.
"Your dad called while you were in class." Carter informed as Alan walked into the kitchen.
"Did he say what he needed?" Alan took a seat on the couch next to Carter.
Carter leaned into him. "He was just checking in."
Alan and Carter had decided to have the wedding during the winter break in January. It would seem like a day to them. On weekends they spent their time at the beach or with their family.
This weekend they went to a beach party that Mandy had invited them to. There were a lot of people.
"Stop it, Kevin, you're hurting me." Mandy cried as she tried to rip her arm out of his grasp.
"I don't think so." He growled. "You're not going to embarrass me again."
"Let her go, Kevin." Carter pushed him down.
"You bitch!" Kevin hollered as he slapped Carter across the face. "I've had enough of you."
"Hey!" Alan grabbed Kevin by his shirt and threw him into the hood of his truck. "You need to leave."
"I'm not going anywhere." Before Alan had time to react Kevin had him by the neck as he push a knife into his side.
Alan was oblivious to everything that happened after. All he could feel was the searing white pain of the knife. It happened so fast he had no time to react.
Jeff was getting ready for bed when he got the call from Carter. She was so frantic he could hardly understand what she was saying. Alan was in the hospital. Alan had been stabbed. The words were flashing through Jeff's mind as he sounded the klaxon. He figured it would be the fastest way to get his boy's attention.
John's face came up on the screens immediately. "Hey John what's the run down?" Scott inquired.
John shrugged, "I didn't sound the alarm. My radar is clear."
"I sounded the alarm." Jeff admitted. "Carter called."
"Is everything alright?" Virgil asked worriedly.
"Alan's in the hospital." Jeff informed. "He was stabbed."
"Stabbed? Did someone try to kill him?" Scott demanded.
Jeff held his hand up to stop the questions. "Carter didn't know anything regarding his condition. She had just arrived at the hospital when she called. She did say that he was unconscious and losing a lot of blood."
"It sounds like we need to start packing." Gordon answered.
When they arrived at the hospital there was still no news. "What happened?" Scott asked first.
"We were at a party. Our friend Mandy got into a fight with her boyfriend. I stood up for her and the guy hit me. Alan stepped in and told the guy to leave. Before I knew it he had Alan by the throat and stabbed him. They guy ran off and we called an ambulance." Carter elaborated.
"Where was he stabbed?" Virgil interrogated.
"I'm not sure. There was too much blood to know for sure." Carter was exhausted.
"John, why don't you take Carter home for a little while? We'll call if we hear anything." Jeff ordered.
The following hours were dragging on slowly. "Family of Alan Tracy." A voice announced.
"How is he?" Jeff wondered.
"He is stable for the time being. He is in intensive care for the next 24 to 48 hours. He lost a lot of blood and has some internal injuries that we had to go in to stitch. Infection is still a concern, but he has him on antibiotics to boost his immune system. We should know more within the next 24 hours." The trauma doctor explained.
Alan was only allowed two visitors at a time. Jeff and Scott went in first while the others waited for Carter and John to return.
"Alan," Carter leaned down to brush the hair off his forehead.
"The doctor said we would know more in the next 24 hours." Scott comforted.
Carter pulled a chair up to Alan's bedside and held his hand. "This is my fault. It never would have happened if I hadn't stood up to Kevin."
"Alan wouldn't want you to blame yourself. You didn't know that kid had a knife." Scott rationalized.
"No, but I knew he was dangerous." Carter justified. "I didn't have to get involved."
"I have a feeling that Alan knew what he was doing." Scott rubbed her shoulder. "Alan's a fighter."