Ellie Bartowski

Ellie and Chuck had been home for nearly a week now. It was strange to be back in Encino, which was odd since it was supposed to be home. It just didn't feel like home right now. Maybe because it was now officially in her name after she signed a bunch of forms yesterday.

( Cut for a bit of canon angst! )

[NFB]

Ellie was so glad it was Saturday. After the dance and drinking a lot of spiked punch, she was very appreciative of the fact she didn't have to set her alarm. Even Vishuddha knew not to wake her.

( So when she heard someone knocking on her door, she thought she was dreaming. )

[ooc: was going to code this but it was late when this was written and I fail; also, open]

Ellie was sitting on her bed, leafing through a magazine. Music was playing softly since she had the door open slightly. Vishuddha had been sitting obediently on the floor until something out in the hall got him all agitated. Soon, he was sniffing at the door until he was able to push it open more, taking off down the hall.

"Vishuddha, get back here!" Ellie exclaimed, chasing after him. He ran down the hall of the fifth floor, stopping at a random storage closet that happened to be open.

"Oh no," she muttered, carefully following him in.

She was kind of terrified he had been chasing a gremlin.

[for one!:D]

Ellie glanced at two phone numbers that were programmed into her cellphone. One was the phone number to her house in Encino. The other was her father's cellphone number. Every now and then, like right now, she pondered calling these numbers, hoping he would answer. Everytime the house phone rang, she was relieved because it meant it hadn't been shut off, yet. Someone was paying the bills, so at least she and Chuck had a place to stay if they ever wanted to go home for whatever reason. That was good to know.

Of course, the continuous ringing meant there wasn't anyone there to answer it. Her dad's cellphone number, like the other times she tried to call, was still disconnected. Wherever he was, he really did not want to be contacted.

She considered deleted the number from her phone, but she just couldn't bring herself to. Not, yet.

[the show finally developed my girl a bit more, so felt inspired; post is open establishy now because I'm not feeling well, bleh]

Ellie had a pretty good time at prom last night, but she was exhausted when she returned to her room. She barely mumbled a goodnight to Jennifer before crashing fast.

Sleep was good, though. It was probably something Ellie was going to get very little of in the next few days.

[for the roomie...and a kidlet]

Ellie knew this day would come. The day she'd have to learn the whole sordid truth. She just could not keep living a lie! That's why she ordered those DNA kits on the internet a few weeks ago. She had to know the paternity of her beautiful twin babies, a girl and a boy who were conveniently off screen with their nanny at the moment. The guilt was such a hardship. That, and she had to know who to demand child support from.

Now the results were in. She'd agonized for hours as the envelope sat on her dresser, taunting her. Finally, her hand shaking delicately, she tore it open. She finally glanced at the results she'd long been waiting for. Then, a stricken expression on her face, she looked off to the side. This lasted for what seemed an eternity.

[estblishy!

When Ellie woke up today, everything seemed normal at first. She was in her own room, in her own bed, and still kind of in that not quite awake mode. She was aware of someone's arm around her, though.

Maybe she was dreaming? Yeah, she was still in the stages of waking up and hadn't quite processed much of anything, yet.


[for the person Ellie is waking up with! The roomie, too, if she is so inclined.]

Ellie was all packed. She'd taken care of that last night. Now, she was just sort of hanging out in her room waiting until it was time to leave for the airport. While she waited, she thought about her dad and how he was kind of crazy. And she wondered if that crazy had gotten worse since she left a few months ago. That just lead to her to start second guessing her decision to continue her education in Fandom.

She flopped back onto her bed and stared at the ceiling, wishing it had some great advice to give. This place was weird enough. A talking ceiling could happen. Not this time, though. Ellie sighed.

[door is slightly open as is the post!]

Ellie had gotten a message from Sarah last night that she was leaving town. While she hadn't known Sarah that well, she was sort of a connection to home. She only hoped, as she listened to the message, that Sarah went back to California to find Chuck and take care of him. Maybe settle down with him. But that was only the hopes of a concerned big sister wanting the best for her brother.

The message, at least, made her feel better about the future. She would make sure to do as instructed. With that in mind, she decided it was another good time to call home.

[establishy, but can be open]