Ethan Wilson

Ethan Wilson | ER Doctor | 25 | Simply sexual. "Drownin' me in your promises, better left unsaid You're the right kind of sinner, to release my inner fantasy The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to please."

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

Beauty in the Breakdown | Ethan & Kat [Ended]

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

A shy half-smile escaped from Katherine’s lips as Ethan confessed being on the same page as her, her right hand travelling to rub his muscular arm before settling both her hands on his shoulders. She had never expected this of all things would happen, and it never occurred to her that were was even the remotest possibility that this would ever happen. A certain sparkle in her eyes appeared as she let herself settle into the reality of the moment. 

Then her eyes followed Ethan’s as he looked at her, vaguely recognizing the look he had in on his face. It had occurred on the beach, right before he had taken her by surprise with a kiss. And the question that followed didn’t surprise her one bit.

“It would be wrong to keep me hanging, wouldn’t it?” she replied, then she placed her lips gently on his, complying with his request for a kiss with a cute little nibble, before she pulled away again, and asked with a cute little flirtatious tone, “Was that what you had in mind?”

[the-brides-brother]

Ethan couldn't manage to do two things -- he could not keep his eyes away from hers. It was impossible. After they had kissed, he was even more heavily spellbound than before, and even in their close proximity, Ethan found that he could not let her gaze go. And then, he couldn't help the grin that spread across his lips. His hands traced the outlines of her body, so close to his, and both came to rest on her hips. Slowly, Ethan pulled her to him. 

"Something like that, yes," he responded, mimicking her tone of voice with his dark. "But also, a little of this."

Ethan leaned forward as their bodies connected, and pressed his lips, gently at first, to hers. Steadily, they progressed in their embrace. Lips broke apart, and the two of them started to sway, their heavy breaths ringing in the silence of the room. The bed gave a tiny squeak by the impact of their weight, as Ethan's back connected to the fabric. They broke apart, just the once, and Ethan figured Kat's face contrasted by the color of the ceiling, was a sight he'd never quite forget. 

[stacy-jones-blog]

Why is it so quiet around here?

[stacy-jones-blog]

Ha. You could say that. Haven’t seen you around lately. How are you?

[the-brides-brother]

Heh, well, I've been... in the same mood as everyone else, I guess. Dormant. And currently, I guess I can say I'm alright. Everyone around me seems sane and healthy enough, so I've got nothing major to worry about. How are you, though? It's been a rocky few kind of days. 

[stacy-jones-blog]

Why is it so quiet around here?

I do not like this…at all.

[the-brides-brother]

I don't think anyone does. I guess everyone's just a little... unused to this kind of situation.

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

Beauty in the Breakdown | Ethan & Kat

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

Katherine felt the one corner of her lip lift in response to Ethan bringing his hand up to her face and the sound of her name brought her back to focus with the man standing in front of her. The intensity of his stare gave away a moment of incertitude and hesitation as if he wasn’t sure how to react before she saw him lick his lips and she sensed his determination come back to him. Listening intently to what he had to say, she could feel her body relax a little, the reassurance of his words being soaked through her entire being.

And when the rest of his words came and his other hand came up on her face, Kat let out a breath she didn’t realized she’d been holding since she finished with her confession. Her eyes went from scared, to intense to relieved as he continued on speaking and she was shocked to say the least in finding out that her feelings had been reciprocated all these weeks. She had decided weeks earlier that she wanted the honest chance, after the anniversary of Drew’s death, having realized she didn’t want to be alone anymore. But having actually confessed her feelings, she felt the weight of the world was finally lifted off her shoulders and hearing him reciprocate her feelings caused her to sigh in relief.

“You mean everything to me, Ethan,” she finally spoke with a quiet assurance in her trembling voice when she felt him grab her hand, “I think…I think I’ve been falling in love with you ever since we’ve gotten on this island.”

[the-brides-brother]

The swarm of emotions that had earlier lifted him completely out of his mind seemed to settle as Kat's lips move, and the most beautiful sentences erupted form them. It was everything he'd hoped she'd say ever since they'd kissed; and Ethan found his ground very steadily after she'd said them. He felt calm, relaxed. Relieved. But most of all, there was a sense of deep security in him, rooted very far into his friendship with Kat, making him confidently trust her words. And meaning everything to Kat was a right big deal to him. 

Ethan moved his hand across her cheek, fingers stroking the soft skin, whilst his other hand squeezed hers.  "Well, I'm glad to hear that," he said with a playful air, tilting his head only slightly to look at her crookedly. His hand had come to rest by her temple, fingers gently burrowed into the blonde hair and thumb stroking her cheekbone. "Because I have reason to believe something like that has been happening to me as well." He couldn't help but grin a little wider, his face spilling sunshine-y happiness involuntarily as he did. "I'm so glad to hear you say this," he added again on a calmer note, his grin fading into a smile. 

In their close proximity, Ethan couldn't help but to let his eyes travel down her face, and be taken by that same impulse he'd been trying to quench for a while now. Almost as if to humor himself -- and actually to double-check -- he inclined his head so that their noses were mere inches apart, and asked calmly, "Would it be alright if I kissed you?", his smile all the while again growing into a kind of playful grin again. 

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

Beauty in the Breakdown | Ethan & Kat

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

And it dawned on her in that moment that his playboy reputation had just been an excuse for her to avoid getting close to him. Katherine had never fully recovered from the accident that had taken her first love away and now that the murders were happening on the island, she had yet another reason to be afraid of getting close to Ethan. She had been afraid all this time of opening up to him on an intimate level because she was afraid she might lose another other love in her life. But with death just around the corner and them stuck on the island until the mystery was resolved, she couldn’t help but feel that they were living on borrowed time.

As she felt his lips resting on her head and his words traveled to her ears, Kat couldn’t help but think about all the little moments that flashed back in her memory, the intimate moments that didn’t seem to fit his reputation. As she heard the determination in his voice, something told her that he meant it. As the doubts crept into her voice, she pulled away slightly and held him at arms length. “Yeah, but how do you know that whoever’s responsible for all this isn’t going to come after you?”

As she spoke her voice grew increasingly shaky and the tears slid down her cheek before she could stop them. “You know, I never thought I would here with you of all people right now. I just…Emily warned me you were not the relationship type and everything. And I’ve seen the rotating door of women you’ve dated. I always wished that you would give me a chance, a real honest chance. But I figured, it would never get past friendship and flirting so I never said anything. But then…you just…you helped me feel okay again just by being there. I just… I don’t want you to not be there.”

[the-brides-brother]

Ethan merely looked at her, met her eyes, as she held him off and spoke to him. He didn't have an answer to her question. Because he didn't know what to believe. This entire situation stressed him out more than anything had ever done in his entire life. More than anything in his career had ever done, more than anything in his childhood had ever done, and when you don't talk about things, they tend to snowball inside your chest and come down on you. And to be perfectly frank, Ethan almost felt like it came down on him along with Kat's shaking question that he could not answer. 

And then tears toppled over in those beautiful eyes, and the woman before him - which he realized in just about that moment meant a lot, if not almost everything, to him - was crying, speaking words that made Ethan drop his jaw in the most minute of ways. Her words sneaked around his very being, squeezed him, made him unable to answer. Ethan worked it out in his mind pretty quickly, and all those small flirty jokes they'd shared over all the time in which they'd known each other flashed before his eyes - and, all of a sudden, made much more sense. 

And when the spell was over - when Ethan could finally move again - he put his hand gently to her cheek, his thumb catching a few tears. "Kat," he prompted again, her name the only thing that seemed to fit on his lips in that moment. He locked hi gaze to hers, and stared at her for a moment, unable to decide just how to formulate himself. "I...," he started, and licked his lips with a kind of determination. "I'm here. I'm going to be here. I'm not going to leave. I never knew... if I'd known... Kat, you..."

It seemed like for the first time in Ethan's life, he didn't exactly know what to say. No; literally, the first time. He'd never stumbled upon all that which he'd yearned to say, ever. Not with Sarah. Not with anyone. But here stood a woman, to whom Ethan suddenly realized he associated the word love, tears falling down her face, telling him, that through all that time they had been friends, there had been a point at which she had wanted an honest chance.  And Ethan would have given it to her, had he known. 

Ethan's other hand sought her other cheek gently. "I want an honest chance. I've wanted one since... since we became friends. I thought, after all those times we'd just joked around, that you only wanted to be my friend. So I backed off. And now we're here, on this island, and we had one moment, just the two of us. All those feelings from our friendship that I'd choked down resurfaced, and I took a wild chance, and I kissed you. And I meant that kiss. Everything that it implied; I meant it. I still mean it. Kat... you don't know how much you mean to me. How much you've meant to me for a while now. Hell, I didn't even really know myself, until... we kissed." Ethan found himself looking at Kat with a reserved expression on his face, though his eyes seemed ablaze. "My sister wasn't... entirely wrong, I suppose." He lifted a hand off of her cheek, and placed it on his neck. Truth be told, he couldn't put into words why it was that he wasn't the relationship type. Because in a sense; he was. He just... didn't think that one bad experience -- being torn away from Sarah -- would have to limit him. And many women seemed enthusiastic enough. He'd even dated them properly. "But none of the women in my past has meant just as much as you do. Wonderful people though they've been." Ethan had to smile a little, his hand leaving his neck and searching for her hand to grasp. 

[carrie--sawyer]

It's too quiet around here.

[carrie--sawyer]

It’s that, or it’s tears on your shoulder.

You can try. [shakes head] Honestly? I don’t know, I just have a feeling that something’s happened, and it’s really hard to shake off. But it’s a constant concern here, I guess, so it shouldn’t be much of a problem. Not, not really.

[the-brides-brother]

... jokes, definitely.  Heh, yeah. This entire thing is... stressful. But, you know what? I'm sure it's nothing. I'm sure it's only that tiny moment before you know you're safe; that tiny moment of doubt. I'm sure, that everything is going to be okay. Do you want to get your mind off of things, though? 'Cause I could help. Contrary to popular belief, there's a lot to do on this island. 

[carrie--sawyer]

It's too quiet around here.

[carrie--sawyer]

Not until people started screaming, no.. Sorry, that was uncalled for.

A lot of people have been asking that question, and I’ll stick to my answer; I’m fine.

[the-brides-brother]

It's, uh, it's alright. I suppose the situation needs a few... jokes.   Stick to your answer, huh? So there's a true answer somewhere that I can pry for?

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

Beauty in the Breakdown | Ethan & Kat

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

When Ethan agreed to keep the information she had revealed to himself, Katherine felt a tidal wave of relief wash over her. After everything that’s happened, she felt Emily didn’t need the extra stress. As he spoke, her eyes traveled to watch him and the smile she found on his lips when her eyes finally met his communicated an unwavering belief in what she had said. She nodded slightly and turned her head towards the window for a brief moment before she felt him tug at her arm to turn her to face him. She didn’t even have the time to hide the worry flooding her eyes.

“What happened with Derek was an accident but I don’t think the deaths in the Globe were,” she said in a low voice, the vulnerability from having experienced loss before slowly escaping, “I’m worried.” Looking down at them, she reached for his hands, holding one of his in each of hers as if to communicate the deeper meaning of her words, that she was worried about him in particular before continuing on. “Locals have died, and you and Emily used to live here…”

When she finally dared to look up at him again, her eyes had filled up with water, the tears threatening to fall. She didn’t want to lose him. She couldn’t lose him. She released his hands then held his face for a moment before she wrapped his arms around him, the sudden intense need to feel his heart beat against her chest overtaking her. As much as she needed comfort from him, she needed to courage as well, courage to tell him how she felt.

“I don’t wanna lose you too,” she admitted with a low whisper.

[the-brides-brother]

Ethan narrowed his eyes as he let her words sink in -- the touch of their hands, their eyes locked together, the shiny glimmer of tears in Kat's eyes -- and thus slowly moved his free hand to cup her cheek gently.  "Kat," he said simply, hesitating just by her name, not letting go of her gaze. Ethan opened his mouth to speak again, yet paused - once more - when she spoke again. 

With each word, Ethan felt that same wave of feelings rise within him, pulling itself upward slowly. In their close proximity, Ethan found the earnest in his own words to pull on him, and that sensation of losing control again swept over him. Ethan inclined his head a little, pointedly locking eyes with Kat as he felt her hand upon his face. He'd just began to open his mouth to speak, when Kat's arms were wrapped around him, her smaller body suddenly so closely etched to his, and a blonde sea of hair the only thing he could look down on. It took him not a moment at all to react, and his arms were around her in a gentle response.  It took him a moment, however, to open his mouth and respond. 

"You're not," he said shortly. His lips came down to rest on her head, and the scent of shampoo filled his nostrils. "You're not going to lose me. I promise. Not now. Not ever." Ethan closed his eyes, the scent of Kat the only thing to keep him grounded. "Do you hear me?" he added very gently, and calmly - yet still, somehow, pointedly. 

[carrie--sawyer]

It's too quiet around here.

I don’t like it…

[the-brides-brother]

To be fair, the island never did make much noise.   Hi, Carrie. How are you holding up? 

[a--york]

My parents are refusing to leave the island.

[a--york]

Ethan, hey…

Well, once the ban was lifted, I was gonna leave with my parents, but that’s not really a choice anymore. They don’t want to abandon this place.

[the-brides-brother]

Ashley, don't tell me you believe in that mad theory about... the murderer being back, too? It's ridiculous! It's a small island all in all; people are bound to piss one another off, or outsiders pissing them off. Elbows are bound to be rubbed. Anything could happen with a perfectly logical and sane explanation!   I... sorry. This entire thing... I can understand your parents. Harper's is a dear home to many. 

[omgrevenge]

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

When she finally dared to look up at him again, her eyes had filled up with water, the tears threatening to fall. She didn’t want to lose him. She couldn’t lose him. She released his hands then held his face for a moment before she wrapped his arms around him, the sudden intense need to feel his heart beat against her chest overtaking her. As much as she needed comfort from him, she needed to courage as well, courage to tell him how she felt.

“I don’t wanna lose you too,” she admitted with a low whisper.

Beauty in the Breakdown

[a--york]

My parents are refusing to leave the island.

It’s their home, and they claim that they can’t leave this place without leaving behind all the memories. Maybe I should stay too…

[the-brides-brother]

Ashley! We haven't spoken since the brunch.  How... [he tones it down a notch upon noticing her somber mood] how are you doing? Are you planning on leaving the island? What...?

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

Beauty in the Breakdown | Ethan & Kat

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

“The peanut sauce in the shrimp appetizer,” she explained in a low trembling voice, “I didn’t know…” She allowed her voice to fade as she averted her gaze.

Watching Ethan’s reaction, Kat had to wonder what he was thinking, now that he knew she was responsible for Derek’s hospitalization. Would he hate her?

“Ethan, you have to promise not to tell anyone,” she pleaded quietly with him, “If anyone found out…the Andersons would hate me and I don’t want any drama for Emily.”

She found herself standing up, heading towards the window, unable to face Ethan. She felt extremely uncomfortable as she realized what position she put him in and all the trouble that would befall her if this information came to light.

[the-brides-brother]

Ethan felt his lungs deflate as though somebody had squeezed them tight. The air went tumbling out his nostrils in a low hissing noise, just as Kat stood up. It was a breath he'd been holding for some time now, waiting anxiously for her answer, and as he released it, it felt good. Okay - it wasn't what he'd feared. She hadn't done what he'd feared. And that was the important part.  He sat on the bed for a moment, his brow furrowed deep in thought, but he wasn't really arguing with himself. Ethan had made up his mind the moment Kat had mentioned that it was an accident. And what else could it be, really? Ethan knew Kat. He'd worked with her for a long time now. What reason did she have at all to mean Derek ill? Ethan got up, paused for a brief moment where he stood by the bed, and then moved up to Kat in slow strides. He looked at her for a moment, not urging her to turn around, nor making any kind of contact. He hesitated, for just that moment, before he reached out and took a gentle hold of her upper-arm. "Kat," he said quietly, his head minutely turned side-ways so as to meet her eyes, should she choose to look back at him. "Of course I won't say anything. I doubt Emily would give you a hard time for it, but... I won't say anything. And I believe you. I mean -- of course I do --," Ethan paused and smiled a little sheepishly, "You're Kat. Why wouldn't I?" Ethan winked a little jokingly, though smiled gently at her. He tugged a little on her arm, turned her around to face him. The smile on his lips grew, and that familiar sensation that had flushed him out in the ocean earlier took a hold of him. His dark eyes traveled down her face, and waited for her reaction to his words. This time, he wasn't going to fall into the trap of kissing her. He'd seen where that went; and he wasn't trying it again. 

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

Beauty in the Breakdown | Ethan & Kat

[katherine-fletcher-blog]

Katherine kept her head lowered, her hands on her lap as she felt Ethan’s reassuring touch. She had never intended to talk about her past, especially with what had happened her senior year, when her life had unraveled for a few months. But considering everything else she had on her mind, with the incident with the food at the brunch and Derek’s allergic reaction, and even her one night stand with Tyler Cross after Ava’s earlier disappearance, it was the one thing she figured she could talk about. His compassion caused her to smile half-heartedly. She kissed him on the cheek. “Uh yeah, with Derek heading to the hospital, I kinda freaked out and shut down for a couple of days.” She took a deep breath and she added, “Considering it was me who put him there, I didn’t really feel like showing my face around the island.”

[the-brides-brother]

Ethan felt his hand pull back when she'd stopped talking. It didn't particularly feel as if he had control of the action; his mind felt numb. A numbness that spread throughout his forehead, the furrowed brow unnoticed by even himself; it continued to undulate throughout his body, and caused the world around him to slow down in a slow-motion-like manner. The seconds passed slowly as Ethan merely gazed at Kat, trying to process what she'd said. Finally, something clicked, and the world was set back to a normal pace again.  "What?" Well... Ethan couldn't really figure out what else to say. Her sentence could hold so many different meanings; she could be admitting severe guilt, thrust into her chest by her decided actions -- or severe guilt which had been thrust into her chest by an accident. A wide range of thoughts ran through Ethan's mind, zigg-zagging like electric impulses. "What are you talking about, Kat?" 

[spencer--hughes-blog]

Oh my God..

[spencer--hughes-blog]

I’m not saying it’s Wakefield. ‘Could be a copycat or a friend, finishing off what he started so long time ago.

[the-brides-brother]

That's... Spence, that's insane. Why would anyone...  Dammit, I just want off this fucking island. Take Kat and Emily with me and just leave. Maybe there's a point in what you're saying. Maybe we never should have come here. 

[miss-emily-wilson]

This can't be right...

[miss-emily-wilson]

I want to go home, Skipper. 

[the-brides-brother]

I know... I know. I want to go home too.  But for now... we're going to have to stay strong and stay put, you hear me? You're all the family I've got on this island. I'm not going to let anything happen to you.

[spencer--hughes-blog]

Oh my God..

[spencer--hughes-blog]

Did she? Oh man. I don’t know.. there was blood. I think she was shot.

[the-brides-brother]

Shot...? But that's...    Spence. This can't be. Wakefield died, didn't he? It was seven years ago... nobody could just have waited all those years for the off-chance of all of us gathering on the island again. It's too weird. It doesn't add up.