Ch 1:

Kylie called Fred in Washington at that moment and he answered the phone. He was reading the morning newspaper.

"Hi, Kylie," Fred said.

"Hi, Uncle Fred," she said, and broke into tears.

He could tell she was worried.

"Kylie, sweetheart, what's wrong? Why the call?" he wanted to know, not understanding what was wrong.

She was crying even harder and couldn't answer Fred's questions.

"Something happened to my brother, right? Is that why you're calling me?" Fred asked, seeing sensing something happened to Fred.

"Yes, something happened to him," Kylie said, still crying hard tears.

He was having...

3: The Searchers

Potsie gave her directions to the restaurant and returned to the stage for the finishing act. She found a spot off to the side, laughing and moving to the beat of the music.

It had to be the fastest changing act in the history of entertainment. Potsie wished the band and everyone a Happy New Year, heading to 'Arnold's' and the non - date. Entering the restaurant, he spotted the white scarf immediately; she sat with her back to him, a young couple was seated facing her. They were sitting at his favorite table, close to the kitchen for quick service but not too close that one had...

Time was very important to Roger Graves. Time was money his father had drilled into him. And if you had enough money you could indulge him your heart's desires. Roger wasn't his real name and he wasn't rich but his tendencies were simple. Lightning lit up the medium priced motel room as one of his simple desires opened the bathroom door. The room of thunder announced the arrival of a towel wrapped Cornelia.

"I hate storms." The slim, twenty - year - old girl stated for the fifth time this evening. The rain had started as a shower turning quickly to a real gully - washer. Cornelia repositioned...

Ch 1:

In Milwaukee, the Cunninghams were busy getting ready to eat dinner that Sunday night.

"Mom, I see we have new neighbors across the street," Joanie said.

"Oh. I wonder who they are and where they are from," Mrs. Cunningham said as she put dinner on the table.

"I don't know. I just saw an Arizona license plate," Joanie said.

"Arizona?" Mr. Cunningham asked.

"Yes, Dad. I didn't see the neighbors, just their car," Joanie said.

Fonzie showed up as soon as Mrs. Cunningham put the mashed potatoes on the table.

"Just in time, Fonzie," Mr. Cunningham said.

"What's going on across the street, Mr....

Ch 3:

Fred tried his best to stay quiet the whole plane ride to Milwaukee. When the plane was in the air for the first ten minutes, tears poured down his face again and started crying the whole flight and wouldn't stop until the plane landed in the Milwaukee airport. The passengers had recognized him as Fred Jones's twin brother or had thought it was the same Jones that had solved mysteries with the Scooby Doo gang.

The passengers on the plane couldn't concentrate on what they were doing at all during the flight because on the scene Fred was making. Every flight attendant on the plane was there,...

Ch 2: The Last Concert

It was the day after Christmas and Potsie Webber and his friends couldn't believe how fast Christmas Day had come and gone. At 1:07 PM Potsie was off until 7:00 PM because he had a concert to do. The concert would be a good time to use the guitar from his friend, Arthur Fonzarelli, had given him for Christmas and he could tell him he started using it.

The week before Christmas and New Year's was always a bit hectic; this year especially with the last show of the year tonight. Ralph and his co - worker/girlfriend, Madeline, flying in had been a pleasant surprise although...

Ch 4:

Daphne came over after work was over and saw Fred sitting on the couch in the living room.

"Hi, Uncle Fred. How was the flight from Washington?" Daphne asked.

"Horrible," he answered.

"Where's Mom?" Daphne asked.

"Upstairs, finishing my room."

"Okay. Thanks," Daphne said.

She went to the guest room.

"Hi, Mom," Daphne said.

"Hi, Daphne, sweetheart," Kylie said.

"Hi, Heather," Daphne said to her older sister.

"I just spoke to Uncle Fred and asked him about the flight from Washington. He said it was horrible," Daphne said.

"That's not good. We'll hear about it later," Kylie said, almost finished...

Kylie was on the phone with Fred's doctor, getting the latest on Fred's condition.

"Will he make it or die in that coma?" Kylie asked.

"We don't know that answer yet, Ms. Jones," Dr. Johansen told her.

"Did he wake up at all last night when the paramedics took him in?" Kylie asked.

"No."

She saw that the clock in the kitchen now read 9:15 a.m. Meanwhile back in Washington, Fred waited in the living room for the McCareys to finish breakfast so they could take him to the airport so he could catch a flight to Milwaukee. Tears were still running down his cheeks, but harder than they were earlier...