Based on Season Three...
Ashleigh is seen enjoying the day with Christopher (Eddie's son) at the beach. However, the beach-goers soon realise a tsunami is heading their way when the waters recede and start running from the beach.
Meanwhile, Athena t...
Later that night, Eddie was sitting at the breakfast island with Ashleigh...
Ashleigh slid him a beer.
"Pretty sure all kids call their parents liars at some point." Said Ashleigh.
"Yeah, well, it feels a little different when you hear it coming out of your kid." Eddie says.
"Just wait till he gets to the "I don't have to do what you tell me" phase." Ashleigh tells Eddie.
"Aren't you still in that phase?" Eddie asked.
Ashleigh scoffed, taking a swig of her drink.
"The thing is, he's right, and you were right. I lied to him. Or maybe I lied to myself. Either way, I feel like a fool. I spent years trying to convince my kid to believe in the Easter Bunny, but now I've gotta tell him none of it's real." Eddie muttered.
"Yeah, I think you might be overcorrecting here." Ashleigh mumbled.
"Told him he's no different than the other kid..." Eddie said.
"But he is. He has CP. Look, I'm not trying to be a bitch here, but there's gonna be stuff he can't do."
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"No. No, you're right, Ash." Eddie mumbled.
"Have you ever heard of Jim Abbott?" Asked Ashleigh.
"Baseball player?" Eddie asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Mm-hmm. Pitched a no-hitter in the '90s, which in itself is pretty crazy, but it's even crazier if you know that Jim Abbott was only born with one hand. Yeah, really, Buck got me the book when I was in the hospital." Ashleigh says.
"Okay. How'd he do it?" Eddie asked.
"He practiced switching his glove to his throwing arm relentlessly so that he could field after he pitched." Ashleigh said.
"I like the positivity and I appreciate it, but I'm just not sure how any amount of practice is gonna help Chris stay on a skateboard." Eddie tells Ashleigh.
Ashleigh nodded slowly, looking around her apartment.
Later that night, Athena was around Michael's unpacking some groceries...
"I'm not an invalid, you know. I can still get groceries for myself." Said Michael.
"I'm doing something nice. Say thank you." Athena murmured, holding out a bottle to Michael.
"Ooh, thank you." Michael says.
"Huh. You're welcome." Athena said.
"So, uh, what's happening now with your bullet lady?" Asked Michael.
"They removed the bullet this morning, so just waiting for ballistics to give us a clue to something." Athena says.
