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As Gordon moved toward the podium, the clock on the study wall caught Scott's eye. "Uh oh," he muttered. "Time to be the stern big brother."
He sidled around the outskirts of the dance floor until he caught up with Cherie, who was moodily sitting next to Lisa. Dom had left, saying he would pick up Josh and head back to his apartment. Alan was waiting to give Gordon the camera again as the latter tried to find the song he wanted. Nikki sat nearby, discreetly covering a yawn with her hand. Heather was chatting with Penelope, exchanging notes on François' latest designs, Scott supposed. Brains was talking to Tin-Tin, and Kyrano was sitting on Lisa's other side, murmuring in her ear. Maggie's head was resting on Drew's shoulder. Elise was standing by Virgil, waiting for this special number.
Scott eased behind his sister's chair and murmured in her ear, "Cherie, it's nearly one. It's time to say goodnight."
"I want to stay for the special number," she whined.
Scott knew that whine; it meant she was at the juncture of becoming stubborn for no reason whatsoever. He sighed, and slipped into the chair beside her.
"I know you want to stay up later, but you remember what Mom said. One a.m." He smiled a little. "I may risk my life doing dangerous things on a regular basis, but I am neither brave enough nor stupid enough to risk Mom's wrath."
Cherie sighed heavily, and her shoulders slumped. "Okay. I'll go. Just let me say goodnight to John, okay?"
Scott glanced over at Gordon, and turned back to her. "Deal."
They stood, and approached Gordon, who said, "Ah hah!" just as they came up.
"Gords? Take this please?" Alan said with some urgency. "I'd like to have this dance..."
"With me?" Gordon quipped.
Alan rolled his eyes, and Gordon said, "Okay, okay. I've almost got the music... there. It'll queue up in a moment or two."
"Good." Alan handed him the camera. Gordon immediately began to pan the room with it.
"Gords? Cherie wants to say goodnight to John," Scott said.
"Oh, okay." He stopped the camera at Cherie's face. "Go ahead. He can't hear you, but say something anyway."
"All right." Cherie put on a tired smile and waved a little. "Goodnight, John. Love you and wish you were here." She blew him a kiss, and waved again.
"Okay, now," Scott said. "Time for bed."
"Aw, do I have to?" Gordon whined. He winked at Cherie.
It was Scott's turn to roll his eyes. "C'mon, sis. Let's get you to bed."
"G'night, Gordon," she said, smiling wearily.
"G'night, hon. See you in the a.m."
Scott guided the teenager across the room and up the steps to the study. "Heading for bed, Scott?" Drew asked as they passed.
"I'm not, but Cherie is," was his reply.
"Then I think that's our cue to head on out, too," Maggie said. Drew rose from his seat and helped her from hers. They began to say their good nights as Scott and Cherie continued on.
The door to the study opened, and Anna walked in. She glanced at the teenager, then the young man, and said, "Bedtime, huh?"
"For one of us, anyway," Scott told her.
"Goodnight, then," Anna replied, passing by with a slight wave. The Tracys duo heard her greet the Carmichaels as they passed each other.
"Wonder what song Gordon was going to play," Cherie said with a sigh. The sigh turned into a wide yawn that she didn't bother to hide.
"Don't know, but you'll find out in the morning." Scott walked his sister to her room, which was situated next to his. He opened the door for her, then took her by the shoulders and kissed her on the forehead. "You looked really pretty tonight, Cherie, and very grown up."
"Thanks, Scott." She gave him a hug, which he returned. "Goodnight."
"Sweet dreams, sis."
The door closed, and Scott turned back. He met Maggie and Drew on his way back to the party. "Goodnight, Aunt Maggie, Uncle Drew. See you in the morning."
"It is morning," Drew quipped.
"Oh, Drew," Maggie replied in an exasperated tone. She turned to Scott. "Don't mind him. Goodnight, Scott. We'll see you later."
"Right. See you later."
They parted, and Scott headed back to the party, hand in his pockets. Hm. Who can I ask to dance this time?
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