Title: The Scrapbook Author: Britt Feedback / E-Mail:firstname.lastname@example.org Publication Date: Feb.26, 2003 Disclaimer:All the characters you see in this fic belong to J.J. Abrams and ABC! Classification / Genre: Action/Humor from Marshall/Romance Summary: Syd is packing, and starts remembering the old days. She has a son. RatingG In the third chap. future is in red, and flashbacks are in black. ~Chapter 1~ Sydney opened up the top drawer of her chest. She started to empty out the inside content. Man, how many happy years she had lived here she would miss it. "Mom, I got the rest of the stuff out of the attic," her handsome son said coming in the room. "Anything else you need." "No, I'm fine,"she said looking her son over. He was tall, lean, but muscular, with messy brown hair, and greenish gray eyes. Just like his father's. He turned around ready to leave, but Syd stopped him."William, drive safely." "I will mom,"he replied smiling. Oh that smile just like his. Her son must have made many ladies swoon with that smile. She watched her son drive off, and went back to packing. She was just about through when she felt a square rectangular object under a heap of clothes. Taking it out, she realized it was a book, an old book at that. She turned it around in her hands wondering what could be inside such a worn out book. Carefully opening, so as not to break the leather binding it, she read the name plate. M.C. Vaughn! ~Chapter 2~ Of course, she had seen this. How could she have forgot. Michael's scrapbook. Wow she hadn't seen this for years. Laying down on the bed she opened to the first page, and let the memories flow back. _______ Please comment, and don't be to harsh. This is my first romance fic. I actually have three other chapters written, but I want to keep you in suspense. ****evil laugh**** as Sunfire 77 says.