I appreciate everyone's patience. I'm going to take a bit of a break from New Girl, work on the next Grayson story then polish off New Girl with chapter 25. Hope you all enjoy this chapter.
Thanks to Devir for all the editing work.
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Saturday
"Is my lazy, good for nothing, grandson out of bed yet?" Jake's grandfather said loudly as he walked into the house.
"Dad, he's been up since six," Jake's mom stated. "Don't talk bad about your only grand baby."
"Hey, Pa," Jake greeted him with a smile as he hopped into the living room. "How are you?"
"Fair to middling," he answered with a wink. "Are you about ready to get this show on the road?"
"I am but mom says that I have to eat half a horse before I can go out with you because if we're looking at cars we won't be home anytime soon," Jake answered.
"That is true," he nodded. "Who knows where our day might take us while we're out looking. I promise you that we'll stop whenever we hit water, be it the Atlantic or the Pacific."
"You two, I swear," Jake's mom shook her head. "Would you like some coffee, dad?"
"Now that you mention it," he nodded. "I could use a fill up if you're pouring."
"I am," she nodded. "Come into the kitchen while Jake eats something since I was informed that he needs to keep his strength up this weekend."
"Oh?" Jake's grandpa asked. "Do you have some big plans with Jessica today?"
"We're heading over to Staci's tonight," Jake answered. "Well, I think Jess is over there already but she's coming by to pick me up when I let her know that we're done."
"Ah, so I should keep him out as late as possible then? Keep him well out of trouble," Jake's grandpa grinned.
"That would just get him in more trouble," his mom laughed. "You and him both and you have a birthday coming up. If you get on Jessica's bad side she may not make you those cookies that you couldn't get enough of at Christmas."
"Looks like we're on a time limit then, Jake," he stated with a serious tone. "Pack that breakfast to go and let's get on the road because I am not missing out on those cookies!"
"I'll make sure that she and Sarah make you a batch," Jake assured him. "Maybe Jess and Roxie with Sarah on quality control."
"When are we getting cookies?" Jake's dad asked as he joined them in the kitchen.
"Possibly in a few weeks," Jake's mom answered. "If Jessica feels up to it that is. Are you waiting for your dad here or is he meeting y'all at Mr. Fishel's?"
"He's meeting us there," Jake's grandpa answered. "So if we're ready we can get on the road."
"Let me put dad's coffee in a thermos and Jake?" she looked at him.
"I'm getting a water from the fridge along with a couple of protein bars for the road," he said.
"And we'll stop some place for lunch," Jake's dad assured her as she poured another thermos of coffee for him. "I know Jake needs his strength for tonight."
"Why does everyone keep saying that?" Jake asked.
"Because Jessica is right," his dad smiled, "you're fun to mess with."
"Ha Ha," Jake shook his head. "Can we get going now or would Pa like to take another shot at me first?"
"Ah, I've got all day with you, Jake," his grandpa said then took a sip of the coffee. "Now let's go see about finding you a car. We can't have you going all the way out west on nothing but your good looks and intelligence. I doubt that you'd make it out of Tennessee if that's the case."
"Man, it's going to be a long weekend," Jake sighed. "First y'all then tonight I'll have Jess, Staci and Bobby too!"
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"Here they come now, dear," Jake's mom told Jessica as the pair sat together in the Gibson's living room. "Honestly they're earlier than I imagined."
"Me too," Jessica said. "I wonder if that means it's good news or bad?"
"Jake didn't give you a hint when he texted?" his mom asked.
"No," Jessica shook her head. "He just said that they were on their way back."
"I guess we'll have to pry it out of him then," Jake's mom joked as they heard the car doors shut outside.
Jessica got up from the sofa and opened the door as the men reached the porch.
"Uh oh," Jake's grandpa said when he saw Jessica. "Jake is in big trouble. I told you that you aren't ever supposed to leave a pretty lady waiting, Jake."
"He's fine, Pa," Jessica smiled then hugged him in greeting. She had been told to call him that when they met at Christmas. "I'm a bit early anyway."
"How are you feeling, Jessica?" Jake's grandpa asked. "How's that wrist of yours coming along?"
"It's good," she answered. "I've got a call with the trainer from UCLA on Sunday. Kind of a progress report sort of thing and she'll let me know more once she's looked over the stuff from my doctors here but so far it looks good."
"That's great news," he enthused.
"How about you guys? Do you have any news?" Jessica asked. "Did Jake find a minivan to his liking?"
"We found a real nice one but I couldn't talk him into pulling the trigger on buying it," Jake's dad joked. "Something about not enough cup holders or he wasn't a huge fan of the floor mats."
"It's been like this all day," Jake sighed.
"Poor baby," Jessica said as she ruffled his hair. "He gets it at school, he gets it at home. There's nowhere he's safe."
"True," Jake nodded.
"Oh show her the car already," Jake's dad chided him.
"I guess that I have to," Jake sighed.
He started to pull out his phone but Jessica shook her head and pointed toward the couch.
"Sit first, please," she told him. "I'm sure that you've been on that leg of yours too long already today."
"It was mostly riding from place to place," he said but took a seat anyway. "I promise that I didn't walk that much."
Jessica looked at Jake's dad for confirmation and got a nod in response.
"We didn't let him walk a whole lot but he wasn't able to elevate that leg of his very much while we drove around," he told her. "He could do with some lounging around so he doesn't swell up."
"You heard your dad, Jake," Jessica said as she pointed toward the sofa.
Jake almost opened his mouth to argue but thought better of it when his mom shook her head at him. She and Jessica made him a stack of pillows to elevate his leg then got him settled. He took out his cell phone and handed it to her.
"Here's the ones we looked at," Jake said.
Jake's mom sat down with Jessica on the love seat so she could see as well.
"Oh this one's nice," Jessica said.
"Yeah, that was the first one we looked at," Jake said. "We were a little late on her though. A couple of guys had beat us there and made an offer."
"The seller said they were brothers," Jake's dad said. "Said they needed the trunk space or something like that. Damn shame because that baby was the best maintained car all day. Sixty seven Chevy Impala and she looked like she just rolled off the factory floor."
Jessica looked again at the black Impala then swiped to the next pic. A nineteen seventy trans am appeared and Jessica frowned slightly.
"Don't like that one?" Jake asked.
"It's just really white," Jessica said. "Not that that's a bad thing per se but I just can't picture you in it."
"Yeah, I couldn't either after looking her over," Jake agreed.
Jessica swiped to the next pic and her eye went wide. The pic was a Mustang. Well part of a Mustang at least. Her front end looked immaculate but as Jessica swiped through the pics Jake had taken she saw that it didn't have a passenger door or trunk lid. The rear end needed tail lights and some other work from what she could tell.
"She's a nineteen seventy Boss edition," Jake told her. "She needs some work but..."
"She's gorgeous, Jake," Jessica said. "Or she will be once she's fixed. You all can do that can't you?"
"That we can," Jake's grandpa answered. "We've already started making calls to find what we need to get her road worthy again."
"So another Mustang huh?" Jessica teased. "I thought you were done with
beasts
. What happened?"
"Well I couldn't let you be the only one with a Mustang could I?" Jake grinned. "She's kind of dinged up like I am so I thought that it would be kind of like therapy to work on her."
"I think so, too," Jessica nodded. "When do you get her? I want to see the lady that's going to be taking up my man's time."
"We made arrangements to pick her up tomorrow afternoon," he answered. "Dad and I are meeting Mr. Fishel there with his rollback."
"You're welcome to come with us too, Jessica," Jake's dad said and Jessica nodded.
"I'd like that," she said. "You probably need help to keep Jake in line."
"Hey, that's my only grandson you're talking about," Jake's grandpa joked.
"That's how well I know him, Pa," Jessica stated with a laugh.
"That you do, sweetheart," he chuckled then glanced at his watch. "I should be getting back home. If I make it back in time I might have a say in what's for supper."
"And we should be heading out as well," Jessica said. "We can't be late to Staci's or she'll send out the troops to track us down."
"Text her and tell her that I need to pack a bag first," Jake said.
"No need," Jessica said as she reached beside the couch and pulled a duffle bag out. "I took the liberty of grabbing what you'll need for the stay over."
"With my supervision," Jake's mom added.
"With your mom's supervision," Jessica echoed with a grin. "We made sure that you have everything that you could possibly need."
"Like a hacksaw to cut this thing off with?" Jake asked.
"I couldn't smuggle that past your mom," Jessica stated while Jake's mom shook her head.
"Concentrate on healing and less on how to get out of your cast, Jake," his mom told him. "Just remind yourself that it's only a couple more weeks until your check up and then we'll know more about when it can come off."
"It had better be before spring break," Jake said. "I don't want to sit on a plane with this thing on for six hours or so."
"It's just over five hours for a direct flight," Jessica stated. "I've checked already."
"Of course you have," Jake chuckled. "Since you and mom have everything ready to go, I guess that we're going."