In the Pursuit of Mr. Reeves

Chapter 13: Come True

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The sun came upon the crew as they made it to California. The city they entered was bustling and full of beauty. And although they were happy that they finally made it, the crew was quiet. Mr Wick rolled up to LAX and Peyton grabbed her bag. The crew got out and watched her, to which she couldn't help but turn around and look to all of them.

"You're finally here," she gave a smile," you guys finally did it. I'm so happy that you became my friends and, I promise, I'm gonna write to you."

"It was great to have you in our crew," Mr Wick stuck his hand out to her," Thank you for helping us."

Peyton dropped her bag and pulled him into a hug. The others watched as he tended up, then became easeful. They all said their goodbyes, though most had it harder than others. As she walked into the airport and the group filed into the cars, Harker watched her walk inside. She turned around for a second and gave a sympathetic smile.

"Goodbye, Hark."

When she turned away, the young man simply walked back to the van. Everyone thought he was upset to see her go, but he was just happy she hadn't seen the book.

Keanu looked around the temporary house. The producer of his latest project insisted that he needed a lavish home to stay in, so he would rent out his home in Hollywood Hills. The celebrity insisted otherwise, but here he was. The man walked around the kitchen, sipping his coffee. He recalled that old lady, a little over a year ago, and that wish. His faith in the wish was gone and he knew it was all—.

The front doorbell rang and the man set his mug down. He tied up the robe he wore and opened the front door. He saw variations of himself, all silent and holding their breath.

"Can—can I help you guys?" Keanu chokes out.

"Hello, Keanu," River stepped up," Sorry it took so long but...we're your wish."

Keanu felt his chest tighten. He had to be dreaming.g. This wasn't real life. The actor watched as the entire group came up to him. In tears, Keanu hugged River, who wrapped his arms around the actor. The others joined in on the hug, letting the star cry his heart out. He was finally no longer alone. He had friends that would stand by his side no matter what happened. After he was done, he looked around at the crew.

"Where's the girl?" he asked.

"Girl?" Mr Wick asked as he pulled away.

"Yeah, the lady said that there was eleven of you, split up, and brought together by a girl."

The eleven of them froze and looked to each other. Then, with the actor behind them, they ran to the cars and hopped in.

Peyton sat in the airplane, feeling sick to her stomach. She was heartbroken to leave her friends and going back to her everyday life. She was gonna move back to her home and never be back to North Bixbay. As the plane took off, she felt like she was about to cry. She reached for her inhaler and pulled it out, along with the leather book that Harker wrote in. Her eyes looked over the cover and slowly opened the book. It was diary entries that she'd never seen before. The girl flipped through, reading entries about traveling and being alive.

"December 11th, 2019," one entry read," We're a family now! There's ten of us right now--we're all Keanu characters. Mr. Wick says there's one more person but we haven't found them yet. But they said not to worry! We'll find them in no time!"

Peyton smiled at his enthusiasm as she flipped through to another page. Each encounter Harker had had an impact on the girl as the plane flew on. She made it to the first entry written right after the two met.

"November 18th, 2019--we've met someone new! After all this waiting and wondering, I feel like she is the eleventh member. Mr. Wick says not to tell her the truth, but I wonder if I can help. She's seems kind, but tonight's dinner made me realize that this might be the one. God can only hope."

"January 1st, 2020--she's not the girl. I wish it was and I feel sick to my stomach. My soul is burning for our family, for her and for Mr. Wick. There is sorrow and pain in my heart and I do not know how to feel."

Peyton read each and every one of the entries. She read about their trips and their time together. She was staring at every word and every feeling. And then, she got to the last entry. No date, but she could tell it was freshly written.

"I am giving this book to you because I know that you've been curious about it. Next time that we meet, I would love to take you on a date. You deserve happiness. And the others, yes, even Mr Wick, have told me how much they are going to miss you. But, Peyton? I am going to miss you most."

The girl leaned back in her seat and she couldn't help but let tears flow from her eyes. She would miss them more than she could ever admit.

Within a week, Peyton was packed up and ready to go. She would miss North Bixbay, her boss, and everything she had here. However, it was time to go home. Her parents were ecstatic to have her coming back, having her move in with them as she started her new book.

When she finished with the last box, Peyton looked around the apartment. There was much to be missed in this little home. She looked across the street and felt her heartstrings tug. This was the last time she would face that house—it meant so much to her in only a short amount of time. When she saw the moving truck coming down the street, she grabbed a few small boxes and walked to the elevator. When she walked outside, she saw the moving truck and cars across the street. She stared as Harker, Ted, River and Rupert got out of the black car that Mr Wick was driving. They all made eye contact as she walked to the driveway, Mr Wick taking the boxes.

"You guys are back."

"We had to get everything," River smiled," Actually, we're glad you're here."

"We want you to come with us!" Ted laughed.

"Guys, I'm already going back home," she said," my parents and I made arrangements."

"Then we'll come to Scranton," Mr Wick interrupted," Kid, you helped us find River and Keanu on the same trip. You have kept spirits high in the dark times and you've...you've made a difference."

"You're family," Keanu smiled.

Peyton looked up at her idol. Her hands were shaking as they made eye contact. She stuck out her hand for him to shake.

"Mr...Reeves," she said," I'm very honored to—".

He pulled her into a hug. The look on her face was purely priceless. Constantine and Johnny laughed at the look. When Keanu pulled away, the girl gave the biggest smile she could muster.

"Welcome to the family," he said, before looking over and walking to Ted," Ted, no!"

Harker was standing behind him. Peyton reacted quickly and dug her hand into one of the boxes. She pulled out the leather book and handed it back to him.

"You have more to write about," she smiled," like our date."

Without much warning from either side, they pulled into a kiss. Ted and Rupert were whistling and clapping, with Jack miserably handing Utah forty dollars.

THREE MONTHS LATER
Peyton finally finished the fifth chapter of her new novel. She was at the part when Melody had just shared Thanksgiving with Dr Harkerman's clones, though they didn't know she knew they were clones. People had been so hyped for the idea that they were patiently waiting for the novel. However, this one would take some time.

"Is Chapter five done yet, dear?" Harker asked as he walked over to her.

"Yep!" She sighed and leaned back in her chair," This novel's gonna be quite smooth."

"I'm glad to hear that. Hey, we have to head over to Keanu's."

The girl looked at her watch and realized it was almost five. She quickly got up and went downstairs, Ted and Rupert at their front door. They all walked out of their small home and two houses down from the small circle of houses that was overlooking Scranton. They walked to the blue house, where Constatine opened the door. They all filed in and around the dinner table. Through the chatter, laughter and eating, Keanu sat at the head of table. He laughed at something River had said, but he was also in his own world. He had a close group. His wish has finally come true.