How like Jack to be concerned with the girl instead of his own condition. I am glad Sue has been called.

Thank you all - we will be getting to the plot soon! Promise!

The journey was uncomfortable, but mercifully brief. May lay quietly, her eyes still fixed on him. On arrival, she was wheeled quickly into the hospital, Jack trying gamely to keep up. A harried – and young looking – female doctor trotted over, nurse in tow, and began exchanging a quickfire series of medical terms with the paramedic team before waving them towards a cubicle. Jack was then pushed firmly onto the next bed to wait as the emergency crew left, while his rescuee underwent a more thorough examination.

After a few minutes, the doctor emerged from the cubicle, looked around, then came straight across to him.
“I’m Doctor Finn. Before you ask, and without going into specifics, she should be fine. I am sending her down for some tests, but on first glance it looks worse than it actually is. We do need her parents here ASAP. In assault cases, the emotional trauma is often worse than the physical injuries, and she will need support.” She sighed, running her fingers through her hair. “Do you know where they are or how to contact them? She has no phone, no wallet – nothing with an ID; just an empty little notebook, a pencil and a couple of dollars in change.”

“Doctor… I don’t even know her last name. I’ve never seen her before; was just a passer-by and heard the attack. Just wish I had got there sooner.” He took another breath. “I can try and find out, if you like – I can sign a little, but anything complicated will have to wait until a proper interpreter gets here.” He slid off the bed, knees buckling slightly.

The doctor looked at him sharply. “You nauseous? Light-headed?” He nodded. “Both”.

“Right; once our mystery girl has gone down to diagnostics, I’ll have a look at you Mr…?”

“Hudson. That’s probably a wise idea.”

“A handsome ‘passer-by’ who takes a beating to protect a stranger…” She smiled, flirtatiously “…and I thought chivalry was dead.”
Jack ducked his head, uncomfortably. “Um, no. Just dented a little.”

When they entered the cubicle, May’s eyes were closed. With the blood from her wounds gone, the bruises were more evident, distorting the shape of her triangular, rather elfin face. He tapped the side of the bed to hopefully alert her to his presence, she immediately opened her eyes looking around quickly and nervously.

- Better you? She nodded, and signed - Thank you.
He smiled – Welcome. Need call family. Tell them –
Her face twisted, as if she was trying not to cry. - No family. Alone. With that, she rolled over to face away from him, and curled into a ball. He circled the bed, to find she had her eyes tight shut.

The doctor pulled the privacy screen back, and pushed him bodily out of the cubicle. “What on earth did you say to her?”
“I asked her… about family. She says she has none. I...”
Dr Finn sighed and rubbed her eyes. “And it just gets better. Are you sure?”
Jack sighed. “I’m sure that’s what she signed, but… look. Would you mind if I called a friend in to help? She’s amazing at getting people to open up, to trust her, and I can’t help feeling that there is something very wrong here.”

“That’s very nice of you, but – I think you ought to let law enforcement handle this from now on. To be honest, the only reason you’re still here is to help talk to her, and…”

“I am in law enforcement,” Jack reached for his ID again, noticing for the first time the stains on his clothing. “though I know I don’t really look the part at the moment.”

She looked at the folio he handed her “FBI! Oh..”

“I spoke to the officer on the scene, and suggested I got this colleague to come in, and he said there wouldn’t be a problem.”

“Then get on and call him.”
“Her.”
“Even better. Once you’ve called, get back over there and I’ll take a look at the damage to you.”

Jack pulled out his phone, to discover that at some point in the fight in the alley, something had hit it with enough force to break it. This is not my day.
Turning, he caught the doctor’s eye and asked “Is there a phone I can use?”
She waved over towards the nurses’ station. “Help yourself.”

He dialled the number easily from memory and… got an engaged tone.
“Lucy – get off the phone!” He muttered to himself. Two more tries yielded the same result. Definitely not my day!

OK. Time for plan B. He dialled the second number which started ringing. Better. However, if I get his answer phone I may just…

“Yeah?”
“Bobby, it’s me. I need a big favour.”
“Hey, Sparky! You need some baking tips? Or are you ringing to …” An alarm and a code blue announcement drowned the rest of his sentence. On the other end of the line, Bobby stiffened, the amusement in his eyes vanishing. “Sparky? Jack? Where are…”
The alarm ended “…you? Sparky!”
“Sorry, you’ll have to repeat that, Crash. It’s a bit noisy…”
Bobby interrupted, his tone worried. “Why are you in hospital? Are you OK?”
A pause.

“Oh, no, Sparky. You didn’t… is anyone else hurt?”
Jack’s confusion grew “Didn’t what? And yes, I’m OK. Bobby…what do you think I did?”
“How much damage is there, mate?”
“Damage to what?”
“Your apartment…”
There was a longer pause.

“You think I’m in hospital because… I burnt down my apartment?”
Another long pause.

“Did you?”
“No!” Jack spluttered. “Why would you think...?”
Bobby's voice was defensive “You said yesterday that you were going to bake all today, and…”

Jack sighed. “I did, didn’t I? But, crash, I’m not that bad in the kitchen!”
“Mmm. No, of course not. Remind me; who was it who melted that mixing bowl all over the hob? Who set off the smoke alarm six times in one afternoon? Who accidentally baked three wooden spoons, a rolling pin and a jug? Who…”

“All right, Bobby! Point made. I still need your help.”
“Sorry, mate. Just glad you’re alright. What do ya need? – and what’s going on?”
“Longish story…” Jack told him about the attack on May and the current situation at the hospital.

“She was lucky you were there, mate. Poor little sheila. Sounds like you need Sue more than me, though.”
“I tried her first – the house phone was engaged and I broke my phone. I need you to get her here, please – and… I could do with some clean clothes. Oh - I’m at the university hospital. ”

“On my way, mate. I’ll call Sue on the way to your place. Anything else?”
“Nothing, except…It was a spatula.”
“What?”
“That I baked. Not a rolling pin. A spatula, two spoons and the jug.”
Bobby laughed. “I don’t think that really changes the verdict, mate. See ya soon.” then hung up.

That was a great scene between Bobby and Jack. I thnk that Jack was able to comfort May more than he realized.

Just dented a little....how cute.




This was fantastic!

I like how they can tease each other even in the middle of a bad case

Oh I love Bobby!

Em

Wonderful banter between them! Loved it!

I'm glad May will be all right!! It's sad that she doesn't seem to have any family!! She is collecting friends though!!!

Bobby is hilarious with thinking that Jack hurt himself baking!! I had to chuckle at Jack's correcting him about the spatula!! How did he manage to bake a spatula, two spoons and a jug???

Joy

loved the chat between the two guys

and the comment about chivalry being dented was priceless

cath

Wonderful scene between Jack and Bobby. Priceless. I'm glad he's calling Sue, too.

Proper post coming in a little bit - just noticed something I have to change...

However... in answer to your question -

QUOTE(suesfan @ Jun 19 2007, 08:34 PM)

How did he manage to bake a spatula, two spoons and a jug???

Joy

It is actually much easier than you might think...

1 - Take a small kitchen with very little draining space

2 - Add either
- a group of busy students or
- a harrassed cook trying to do something complicated (to them, anyway)

3 - Come up with the idea of drying things in the oven after cooking, so not to waste all the heat (making sure you wait til it is cool enough so that things won't get damaged)

4 - Get distracted by something/forget to tell others what you have done

5 - Preheat oven to 200F

et voila! Utensils a la carte!

(and no, it wasn't me!!!)

The thunderstorm which had been threatening all afternoon had finally broken, and Sue sat and watched the rain stream down the windows, sparkling, Levi stretched out over her feet.
“Good thing we had that long run this morning, buddy.” She said fondly, reaching down and stroking his ears. “I don’t think either of us wants to spend much time out in that.”
His tail thumped once on the floor.

The girls had spent the weekend doing a somewhat belated spring clean, and the apartment looked wonderful. Their workload for the past couple of months had been heavy; Sue had been on intermittent loan to the drugs taskforce, transcribing surveillance footage from a huge operation, and Lucy had been involved in training; all either of them had wanted to do when they got home was eat – usually takeout - and sleep.

Thankfully, the drug case was drawing to a close, the course was over and their own team seemed to be in a quiet phase, and they had decided that a quiet weekend restoring their home to its former glory was just what the doctor ordered. Sue threw a quick glance around. Perfect, she smiled. Even mum would have a hard time finding anything to complain of! Mum – I should probably call home tonight – tell her the latest in the bullpen baking saga!

Levi suddenly sat up and pawed her leg. She looked round to see Lucy smiling at her.
“Hey, Luce.”
“Sorry I was so long. Grams sends her love.”
“How is she? Have they found out what was causing the noise yet?” Lucy’s grandmother had been worried for the last few weeks by strange sounds in her apartment, which had proved impossible to identify.
“Oh yes – and you’ll never guess…” Lucy paused, then continued “There was a bird’s nest in the wall! Imagine! They’ve gone now – all grown up – and the manager has blocked the hole.”
“Another mystery solved.”
“And no paperwork to file!” They both laughed.

“Now – the last part of our homebody weekend – a home cooked meal – with dessert, and… phone?” She picked up, and turned so Sue could see the conversation.
“Hi… Bobby? She and Sue exchanged looks. “What can we do for our favourite baking idol? Do you need taste testers or…” Her expression sobered as she listened, then gasped “Hospital? No! Is he hurt? What..?”
Sue stiffened. Something’s wrong. Bobby never calls us…it’s always Jack…Has something happened to Jack? Is he injured? Please God, let him be OK. Please… She sat frozen on the couch; her earlier contentment vanished into a rising tide of fear.

Lucy nodded, paused, nodded again. “Do you need me?” Another pause “I’ll tell her. See you soon.”

Sue was on her feet. “Tell me what, Luce? What’s happened? Why would Bobby…” Looking over, Lucy noticed Sue’s expression and said quickly. “It’s OK, Sue. Bobby wants you to go with him to meet Jack. He’s fine.” Sue let out the breath she had been holding. “He stumbled over an assault in progress, and it turns out the victim is deaf. He’d like you to go talk to her in the hospital. He - Bobby - will be here to pick you up in ten minutes.”

Sue swallowed, and half turned to blink back the tears of relief that had risen, Then mumbled “I’ll go get ready” and fled to her bedroom.

Despite the seriousness of the situation, Lucy had to fight to hold back a grin. As the widely acknowledged master matchmaker of the third floor, and bidding fair to claim the title for the second and fourth as well, she had seen the task of getting her roommate and Jack Hudson together as her duty; but neither of them were being at all co-operative.

Every time they seemed to get close to admitting how they felt about each other – and they were probably the only people in the team – and just possibly the Hoover Building - who didn’t know – something happened to push them back to their ‘just good friends’ status quo. If it wasn’t Jack’s ex- girlfriends oozing out of the woodwork, it was Sue’s insecurities; add the odd case-related conflict, mix in the fact that they both had an extremely strong sense of personal integrity, which would not allow them to break the rules governing inter-team relationships, and… voila! A perfect recipe for romantic unhappiness. It was all so frustrating!

She had hoped that there would be a change after the New York job offer, and certainly Jack had been shocked out of his comfortable little shell when she announced that she was going… but he had apparently come down with a bad case of Leland interruptus, and hadn’t said anything; so of course, she hadn’t… then three monster cases had been assigned, and somehow months had slipped by, and everything was... just as it always was.

The only spark of light on an otherwise very dark horizon was the comment that Sue had made at her goodbye/welcome back party about “Things sometimes being better second time around…” and the look she had sent Jack’s way as she had said it. Things like making out with your co-workers while on assignment, maybe?

Lucy also felt that Sue was gaining a little more inner confidence, too. All too often, she had seemed in the past to feel that she still had to prove her worth to the team, and to the Bureau as a whole. Now, having been sought out by one of the most prestigious field offices and offered a supervisory role, she had more self belief, which in Lucy’s (admittedly biased) opinion could only be a good thing – both in work and for any potential romantic entanglements.

One less positive side-effect was that other teams had woken up to Sue’s abilities, and new requests for her time flowed across their newly-promoted supervisor Gans’ desk almost every day. D had kept a firm hand on the situation, so Sue didn’t get herself worked into a complete frazzle, but people were noticing her more and more…which doesn’t please one Agent Hudson one bit!

Professionally, the team had never been better – romantically, on the other hand… the school report phrase ‘could do better’ sprang to mind.

Besides Jack and Sue, Tara was still in the on/off relationship with Stanley, which at the moment was definitely edging into the ‘off’ side of the equation. A couple of weeks she had gone on a disastrous blind date with some finance guy, who had abandoned her in the rain with no transport when she wouldn’t go any further than a peck on the cheek outside the restaurant. The whole team had been incensed; Bobby in particular had been so angry he had stormed out of the bullpen with the stated intention of “teaching the drongo some manners.” It had taken Jack and Demetrius hours to calm him down…hmmm… now there’s a possibility – Bobby and Tara….have to give some thought to that one…

Bobby, who was the subject of the romantic fantasies of all the third floor female personnel she knew who weren’t obsessed with Jack Hudson; but who, since his break-up with Darcy six months ago, seemed to be avoiding any sort of emotional entanglement. Beneath the devil-may-care mask there’s a really sensitive man. Tara… would be good for him ... they’ve been to a concert together already. Always laughing and joking around together. I wonder…

Myles, who seemed the only one happy with his single status. Probably a good thing, actually. I can’t think of anyone who I could possibly match him with! He’s a much nicer person than he was before Sue came, but still…

Finally, there’s me…and let’s not go there, shall we? I can’t help thinking that the reason I want to see my friends paired off and happy is to prove that there is still some hope for me!

Movement caught her eye, and she turned to see Sue, changed, composure regained, and carrying Levi’s service dog harness, in the act of putting the kettle on.
“Coffee?”
“Please. Why are you taking Levi’s harness? You said he didn’t really like being in it.”
“He doesn’t. But if we are going to a hospital it will save explanations and time.”
She called the golden, and he bounced up and trotted over to them, tail waving… until he saw what Sue was holding. His head and tail dropped slightly, and he whined.
“Sorry, buddy, but Jack needs us. It won’t be for long, and I’m sure we can find you a suitable reward later.”

Coffee was made, and both women sat and sipped in silence. Eventually, Sue looked up.
“I’m so sorry, Luce. I’ve ruined our evening…”
“Don’t say that! I’ll make that nutty spaghetti dish, it’s so quick to make and we can eat when you get back, and dessert just needs to be assembled. Not quite to plan… but…”

Sue smiled wanly at her best friend. “You are trying to make me feel better, aren’t you?”
“Is it working?”
“Yes.”
“Then - mission accomplished!” Lucy made a small bow, and both of them chuckled.
“What would I do without you, Luce? You…” Sue stopped, as Levi pawed urgently at her knee.

“The door…” Lucy got up to open it.
As expected, the visitor was Bobby, carrying a small holdall. “Hey, Luce. Sorry to love ya and leave ya but is Sue…?”
“We’re ready.” Levi bounded out of the door, and got the expected head rub, before leading both humans down the stairs.
“Hey mate – don’t you look official? Sue - I’ve parked out front – it’s like Niagara Falls out there.”

“Bobby, what happened? Lucy said something about a deaf girl and an assault…”
“Didn’t get much more than that from sparky, honestly.” He opened the door, and they ran for the car.

Once they were mobile, He continued. “I got the call about half an hour ago – he couldn’t get hold of you ‘cause he’d broken his phone and the house phone was busy. I could hear he was in a hospital and thought he’d hurt himself cooking …”

Sue interrupted him “I’m sorry; I can’t really read what you are saying, Bobby. You’ll have to tell me later. How long will it take us to get there?”
He held up five fingers. “Five minutes?” She saw him nod.

“Jack can explain when we get there.”

I am enjoying your fluid writing style. It was fun to get a glimpse into Lucy's thoughts as she contemplated on the state of romance on the third floor.

Your writing makes it so easy to get completely absorbed in the story...I just love it!

This is soooo good! I can't wait until Sue and Bobby get there!

Em

Another great post...I love Lucy's POV!

More soon please!

Yeah, but there's always more to Lucy's relationship with Myles than meets the eye. She just needs to focus on him and I'm sure she'll see it.

You're doing a great job with this story. I'm so intrigued by it!

Jill

Or lack of romance ...

loved lucy's thoughts

cath

Thanks, Eclipsse, on your explanation on how Jack managed to bake the cookware!! I can see how it can happen now!!!

I can't believe you have not written before!! You are definitely a natural!! You have me so caught up in your story that I don't want to do anything else!!!

Joy

ooh, ooh, more! I agree that your writing is wonderful Eclipsse. This story is great and the way you are writing it is most definitely fluid, very smooth. I can't wait for more.

This is a bit late, but Welcome to the Challenge Eclipsse! I finally have some time to read and catch up to date on your story. Wow! Excellent writing! I would never have known this was your first story!

Now, Jack...let's start making a move...let Sue help you! Am delighted at Bobby and Myles' culinery talents. They are always so competitive with one another!

Okay, Jack...going in the alley with no gun? What are you thinking? Again, another excellent post to grab us and knock us right out of our chairs, squirming to hide under the couch because it is closer than behind the couch at the moment!

Wow, Eclipsse...you write beautifully...that was, again, excellent. Your descriptions of the scene created a clear picture in my mind. I can see Jack curling up to ward off the kicks, as well as the other scenes. This suave man...he must be the mastermind! What did Jack stumble on? So many questions. Wow! is all I can say!

What can I say, Eclipsse? Another excellent post. Your writing describes Jack's compassion and burning desire to help people...loved his comment: You may not be able to bake, Sparky, but you can at least help people. Even if it’s only by being a punchbag. And she is deaf too! Marvelous writing!

You do have it right, Eclipsse...don't sell yourself short! Exciting, riviting, edge of the seat, your writing is all that and more!

I'm having a hard time getting past your writing technique, Eclipsse. It is just marvelous. Another great post, Jack wanting to help with the signing and now he is ready to call in the love of his life to help with the signing. Can't wait until Sue sees Jack! She is going to go into protective mode so quickly...I feel it in my bones....for both Jack and May. Hmmm, maybe May will tell Sue what Jack said!

Loved the exchange between Bobby and Jack....and once Bobby discovered there was something really wrong...he perked up and quit the bantering until he knew all the facts, and then went back to it. Loved Jack correcting him...he still has his sense of humor, even when hurting! Now, May could be a run-a-way and lying about her parents. Just thought I'd offer that up! Another great post Eclipsse!

Lucy's thoughts on matchmaking....so in character and as Ivory, Joy and Anne have said, your story and writing is so fluid...it flows like a fast running stream coming down a mountain and dumping into a larger river, mixing with the smooth flowing river, not missing a beat, just moving on downstream until you choose to stop.

Thanks for a super read! Looking forward to the rest of the story!

Lynn

I cannot thank you enough for all your encouragement and kind words. You are far too kind. Actually letting others read what I write was something I never thought I would be able to do, let alone enjoy, and you guys have given me that, so



The rain had eased to a gentle drizzle by the time they got to the hospital. They were directed to the emergency room reception, where they ran into – in Sue’s case literally – Officers Frye and Collier.

“Whoa!” Frye steadied her. “Ma’am – are you OK?”
“Fine – I’m sorry…”
“No need to apologise; it’s a good day when a beautiful woman falls into my arms…” He grinned down at her.
She blushed and dropped her eyes.

“Wonderful dog you’ve got there.” Sue missed the comment, but Levi, recognising he had made another conquest, wagged enthusiastically.
Bobby had dropped into serious mode “’Scuse me, mate; we’re looking for…”
“Agent Hudson, right?” At Bobby’s startled nod, the PD officer grinned and continued “No offence, son, but you sort of look like a Fed, and your colleague told us to be on the lookout for a tall Australian and a beautiful blonde.”

Sue’s blush darkened. Jack told them I was beautiful? “Ah – Levi always does turn heads.” Jack told them I was beautiful!

“The Doc’s just finishing bandaging him up – we were waiting for you to get here so we could interview the kid he rescued.”

“Bandaging..!” Her pleasure at the relayed compliment vanished. She turned on Bobby, eyes flashing and her tone accusatory. “You didn’t tell me he’d been hurt!”
Bobby held up both hands, palms out toward her; part placatory gesture, part shield. “Sue, luv, HE didn’t tell me he’d been hurt! If I’d known…”

Sue had already turned her back on him and was half running towards the cubicles.

Part-way down the room, she saw him through a partially open privacy screen, face in profile, talking with two female medical personnel with their backs towards her. He looked tired and rather solemn, but he was sitting up, and she briefly closed her eyes in relief. He’s talking. He's OK. It can’t be too serious.

She slowed to a halt, took a deep breath and considered going back to the reception area. I mustn’t intrude. I want to be in there but – he might not… Something made him turn towards her, and their eyes caught and held for a long moment, his eyes warming, making her breath catch in her throat. Stop this, Sue! You’re friends. Just friends!
Breaking eye contact, she then noticed the raw scrapes and red bruises down his left cheek.

Forgetting her earlier resolve, she darted into the cubicle. “Jack! What happened?”

Once inside, she was suddenly confronted with his current state of dress – or, more accurately – semi-undress. His jeans were stained and watermarked, and he had a tight bandage around his lower ribs. That was it. The fluorescent lights overhead clearly showed the musculature of his chest and arms, and… Sue realised she was staring, and had been for a long moment, and felt a fierce blush heat her face. Wrenching her gaze away, she looked down to where an arm sling, his jacket and the remains of a black t-shirt lay on the bed.

A figure moved into the edge of her sight; she recalled the presence of the hospital staff and her flush deepened “Ah - Bobby didn’t say you were hurt.” she mumbled, while desperately trying to regain her composure.

Feeling movement behind her, she glanced to the side to see the man in question also entering, his expression very controlled, trailed by Collier and Frye. The cubicle was becoming distinctly overcrowded.

“That’s because Bobby didn’t know you were hurt. Why didn’t you tell me, Sparky-boy?” His voice was carefully expressionless.

Jack squirmed uncomfortably “It’s not like I’m really injured; just bumps and bruises… and I was distracted… and then you said I set fire to my place...” He looked, with each passing moment, more and more like an errant schoolboy being chastised by his teacher, and the non FBI observers all tried to control grins.

Dr Finn cleared her throat. “Don’t be too hard on him, Agent…?”
“Manning. Bobby Manning.” Bobby placed his hand on Sue’s shoulder. “And this is Sue Thomas... and Levi.”
Sue’s blushes had faded, and she and the doctor shook hands. Levi groaned, and offered a paw, and the doctor laughed delightedly and solemnly leant down to take it.
“Delighted to meet you, too, Levi.” Her expression became more serious.
“Thank you so much for coming. There is an ASL interpreter service we can use, but there aren’t enough of them, and…” she trailed off.

“So far, all we know is that she calls herself May, and says she is an orphan. Medically, she is suffering from slight malnutrition, as well as the assault, but there are no drugs in her system, and there are no signs of sexual activity – so she doesn’t fit any of our profiles. Her x-rays showed evidence of serious head trauma in the past, and I would estimate her age as sixteen.”

Jack stirred “Head trauma?”
“Bad one. Major impact; it was a miracle she survived at all – she would have been in hospital for months.” She sighed.

“I have arranged for her to stay here overnight, in case there is anything we missed, but I’ll have to contact social services in the morning, to get her into the system. Any information you could get would be helpful – maybe there is someone out there who cares what happens to her.” Sighing again, she continued “No-one should have been through this much suffering – never mind at her age. Or totally alone…”

Sue, her embarrassment forgotten, gently caught the other woman’s arm. “But you, and Jack, were here when she needed you; maybe she does have family who are looking for her; and - we can always pray for God’s help and guidance. We are never totally alone.”

The doctor looked at her, a slow smile lightening her expression “I can see why Agent Hudson wanted you here, Miss Thomas. If you’ll follow me, please…”



As they left, Frye and Collier moved further into the cubicle, ending up next to Bobby.

Collier grinned. “Do you always have that effect on gorgeous women?”
Jack looked up at him. “What effect?”
“Well… Miss Thomas, and that waif you rescued, even the doc… They kinda behaved the same way. I suppose you must be used to it…”
Jack’s confusion grew. “What?”
Having them watching your every move with adoring eyes… rushing to be near you…grabbing hold of you in the street…doing whatever you ask them to…”
Jack flushed. “I… She’s… I…” He could hear Officer Frye snickering, and even Bobby was looking amused. Frye regained control of his mirth. “Ignore him. He’s just jealous.”
Collier stubbornly continued “Chip, you’re married – what d’you care? I need all the pointers I can get… do the FBI run a course or … something like...‘Seduction 101’ … ‘spose you’d have to be an agent… to apply…”

Bobby handed Jack the holdall he had been carrying, then looked round the cubicle, ignoring Jack’s embarrassment as the muttered monologue continued.

“Sparky?” He broke in “Where’s your weapon?”
Frye answered for him, missing Jack’s attempts to catch his eye. “He didn’t have a weapon at the scene, Agent Manning. Amazingly brave thing to do, in my opinion. Going in to a situation like that in that alley, unarmed, four unknown perps who might have been, with no idea when backup was coming...”

Jack flicked a quick look up at his friend’s face. Bobby’s jaw was clenched tightly.

“Bobby…”

“You…did…what?”

The PD officers, sensing the sudden tension, started a hurried withdrawal, which was halted by Dr Finn’s return. “Miss Thomas is asking for you.”

“I need to get dressed…”
“We will be talking about this later, Agent Hudson – you…you…drongo!” unable to find any more coherent words, Bobby turned abruptly and left.

The doctor looked quizzical. “What was that about?”
“I … took a couple of chances I shouldn’t have. Stupid chances. He’s angry – and right - about that. I was lucky. More than lucky – I…” he ran his fingers through his hair.

“You saved a girl’s life today.” She said firmly. “Just tell him to remember that. Now, do you need help getting dressed?”

A cough came from Frye’s direction, which sounded suspiciously like a stifled laugh. “We’ll see you in a bit, Agent Hudson.”

Jack flushed. “I’ll be fine. Thank you.” and pretended not to hear the muttered “See? Told you…” from Collier as they left.

cute post, i think jack is in for a tongue-lashing from bobby

i wish these two would get their act together

cath

Jack deserves a tongue-lashing for not having his gun!! Aren't they supposed to be armed 24/7???

I had to chuckle at Collier wanting lessons from Jack on how to attract women!! I'm afraid, Collier, if you don't look like Jack the lessons won't do you any good!!!

Sue was certainly giving both Bobby and Jack a piece of her mind about not telling her Jack was hurt!! Her comment to the two officers about Levi always turning heads was adorable!!!

Now, I hope they can get some information from May to help her!! I know if anyone can do it, Sue can!!!

Joy

Ok Jack...get ready get set I think Bobby is going to yell at you the next time he sees you!

More soon!

Super scene. Loved Sue's reaction. So Sue.

Seduction 101 - Yep, I think Jack would be a great teacher except he's clueless about his affect on women.

I hope Jack's ready for his next meeting with Bobby. I think by then Bobby will have found quite a collection of words to help Jack see the light.

Seduction 101... do we get a glimpse of those who would be the teachers? Are Bobby and Jack involved in any way?

Loved the whole scene....especially protective-friend Bobby!

Another wonderful post...loved Collier...his perception is right on! Can't wait to hear Bobby's dressing down to Jack for rushing into the alley w/o his gun.

Lynn

That was delightful. A lovely mix of seduction 101 humor and concern for their loved ones

Many s for all your comments; !
(Sorry - having waay too much fun with the smilies! )

Nearly at the end of act 1!


Ack! Just seen a major problem! I will leave this bit...The rest of the post will be back later after I have bullied it into some sort of order. Sorry!!!!!

May looked… calm, almost happy, when Jack slipped into the ward a couple of minutes later, although there was clear evidence that she had been crying recently. Sue was sitting on a chair on the opposite side of the bed and the look on her expressive face was fiercely protective. Levi was lying next to May, on the bed, his nose almost under her chin, and she had her bandaged hand buried in his fur.

“What did I miss?” he murmured to Bobby.
“Introductions, I think.” His tone was still cool, and Jack winced.
Sue was still signing, her movements sure and graceful, and May was totally focused on her. He caught the last few words – trust me OK? – before she looked round. May looked up as well, caught sight of Jack, and offered a hesitant smile. Returning a much broader one, he signed – look better. Feel better? She nodded. – Thanks to you. He nodded. – You’re welcome.
Sorry, Crash. I know you’re angry at me, but this time I was right.

Sue was watching Bobby with a concerned expression, then raised an eyebrow at Jack. He half shrugged.
If – no – when – she finds out, she’ll probably be just as angry with me as Bobby. And unfortunately with justification. How many times have I yelled at her for doing things on impulse? For rushing in and nearly getting herself killed? And then I – an experienced field agent – go and do exactly the same thing.

But would I do it again? Yes. No hesitation. No second thoughts. I made the right call.

Sue started signing again. May reluctantly freed her hand from Levis’ ruff and responded.

“She says her name is May Naughton, and she’s fifteen… lives on Galen Street, near Fort Stanton Park.”
Frye cleared his throat. “Alone?” She nodded when the question was signed to her.
“Did you know the guys who attacked you?” Hesitation, then a headshake.
“Are you sure?” Nod. “We will make sure they won’t hurt you.” – not know them.
“Did they take anything from you?” Headshake. – Nothing to take.
“Do you know why they tried to hurt you?” There was a long pause, then she started signing slowly.
- They knew. A long pause.
- They knew I saw what they were trying to hide. I didn’t mean to… She dropped her head and sniffed, fighting back more tears. She looked up when Sue touched her cheek gently.
“Will you tell us?” She started, simultaneously speaking and signing. May nodded again.
- I saw what I wasn’t supposed to see. The box of glass. And the papers.

Sue is doing a great job of getting her to start to open up. It was interesting to read Jack's thoughts as he thought about the decision he made to risk his life.

Poor May! Wrong place, wrong time and she was beaten for it. How awful!

Em

If May saw something she wasn't supposed to see, then that means she's still in a whole lot of danger!! I know the team will keep her safe!!!

I don't think Jack's impulsive behavior is forgotten, nor is the flack he's going to have to take from both Bobby and Sue, as well as everyone else when they find out!!!

Joy

The glass and papers? I'm sure there's more to it than that, but huh?

I wonder what was on them for her to be targeted???

i hope they don't give poor jack too much of a hard time

good to see sue getting may to tell her story

cath

You're doing a wonderful job with this story...the plot, the humor, the sizzle....Yep. Wonderful job!

Jill

Poor Girl!

I love how Sue always has a warm and compassionate way with people. Ok Jack yes, it was a good decision and I understand why you did it, but I'm still mad at you!

They must be up to something pretty illegal for them to attack May like that. I hope she can give the team enough information for them to catch these guys.

hmm, and the plot thickens. This is great Eclipsse. You managed to get so much into that post. Jack's thoughts on the decision he made, Bobby ticked off about it, Sue comforting May, even Levi comforting her And Poor May describing what happened, how scary for her. I'm not sure what the glass and papers are about, but I look forward to your revealing it.

Sorry for the delay. Bullying didn't work so had to resort to other methods!

Puzzled glances passed around the room. After an uncomfortably long pause, May looked up again.
- Sorry. I… the people I know don’t sign. Not used to talking properly.
Sue’s face tightened, noticeably. “How do you normally talk to people?”
May shrugged. – Write. I have a notebook… she stopped, and looked quickly around her, her expression worried, relaxing when Dr Finn pointed to the little heap of her belongings on a chair, then saw Sue’s expression, and added, defensively, - It works OK, most of the time.

Frye waved, catching Sue’s attention.
“I’m sorry to interrupt, Miss Thomas, but, well, we need to know what she can tell us about her assailants. I’m afraid helping her to improve her communication skills will have to wait for another time.”
Jack saw the instant flare of anger in her eyes – she was in her most protective mode, and an overwhelming mental image of a lioness protecting her cub from any and all threats came into his head.

He moved, and her focus shifted to him. “Sue…he’s right. They may still be a threat, and …”
“I know.” She looked down for a moment, her hand unconsciously going to the gold cross at her throat.
When she looked up again, her hazel eyes were sparking with unshed tears, and her voice choked. “it’s just…”

“She needs help. I know. And I will personally make sure we do whatever can be done…” Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Bobby nodding agreement. “but we need to focus on this now.”

Sue cleared her throat, obviously trying to get her emotions back under control, and some of her usual determination crept back into her gaze.

“I am going to help…”

Bobby laughed. “We know, Sue luv. D’ya think we don’t see that? We all learnt long ago that when it comes to helping someone, standing in your way was simply going to get us run over.”

May had been watching the conversation, her eyes worried, until Sue, smiling, turned back to her, patting her arm reassuringly and signing for her to start.

- I can’t get a proper job. May signed, Sue translating verbatim. – and I won’t do… May flushed - some of the other things people do… to make money. So I run errands. Taking information and things from one person to another – envelopes, small parcels, that sort of thing. Sometimes I have to look at written notes and remember them; then write them down when I meet the other person.

She gulped, and signed agitatedly at Sue for a while. Sue signed back what looked to be reassurances. “She says she is worried that some of what she has carried is illegal, and is worried that you won’t believe she is telling the truth because she is a criminal as well.”

Collier, his usual affable expression gone, asked “Drugs?”

When the question was relayed, May shook her head.
- The man I usually work for – He’s a businessman – he runs used car lots for other people. He …he also buys and sells things. All sorts of things. Finds information for people.

“Sounds like a typical middleman.” commented Frye.

- Today, I took an envelope to a warehouse off First Street. I thought there wasn’t anyone there, and the door was a bit open, so I went in. It was mostly empty, but there were some odd tables against one wall. They looked like the benches in science class from school, but not quite right. She took a deep breath, stroked Levi’s ears, then continued.

- There was a light further back, and I thought it was probably an office and that the man I had to give the envelope to would be there, so I went in. It was empty apart from a huge box with the lid mostly off and packing stuff sticking out, with papers lying across the corner. Two pages. It was typed – not written.

She looked around at the adults, finally focusing on Jack, and continued, signing directly at him.
- I went and looked in the box. Jack smiled at her. – Me do that too if there! he signed. She looked tremendously relieved, and her gestures became more animated.

- It was full of glass. Some really odd shapes. I reached in to touch one – it was sort of a bumpy shape - and knocked the papers off. So I picked them up. And I looked at the top page.
Then the man came in and saw me. He looked really mad. I think he was shouting, and he had a gun in a … harness under his jacket. I dropped my envelope and I ran.

“What was the writing on the paper? Did you see what it said?” Jack asked, urgently.

- Yes. The top part was all letters and numbers in a line, and the rest was in some different language. I didn’t know the words. Even some of the letters were strange.

Collier sighed. “Shame. Knowing what was on that document would have been a big help. Can you give us that warehouse address?”

She nodded. – Need paper. Will write it down.
Doctor Finn nodded and slipped out.

May continued.
- After I ran, I got lost. Walked around trying to get somewhere I knew. Trying to get home. Was very scared. Then they found me. She looked back up at Jack, her eyes shining with tears. Then you came. She stroked Levi’s ears again.

The doctor returned, with a few sheets of A4 paper, a ballpoint and a clipboard, giving them to May. She signed - thank you. “That’s thanks, isn’t it? How do you say you’re welcome?” Sue smiled warmly, and demonstrated, and Dr Finn repeated the sign to May. The slender girl’s eyes widened, and she slowly signed thank you again, then curled forward and hid her face against Levi’s soft fur.
“Did I do it wrong?”
“No” Sue smiled. “You did it exactly right”
“Then why..?

“Imagine you lived somewhere where no-one who knew you spoke your language, or ever tried to learn it. You can’t talk properly to anyone, people treat you differently, and you feel ...”

“Alone” murmured Finn. “Oh… poor little girl.”

“Then you meet strangers, and they don’t speak your language either. But they try to learn. As if your language was just as important as theirs. As if you matter as much as they do; as if you aren’t that different. How do you think would you feel then?”

Sue’s voice was very soft and her eyes were distant as she spoke, and Jack felt his eyes prickle. I don’t think she is just talking about May. Oh, Sue, sweetheart, who did that to you, and when?

“You… and Jack… have given her that. A bandage for an injured soul.”

May looked up again, her eyes bright, and quickly wrote the warehouse address on the top piece of paper, holding it towards Frye. He, with enthusiasm, if not accuracy, signed thanks as well, after briefly glancing at it and tucking it into a pocket.
May then bowed her head back over the clipboard and began writing again, her eyes narrowed in concentration.

“We’ll report what she said and go have a look-see at this place. Agent Hudson – if you could drop by the precinct and give a statement, maybe look at mugshots, sometime tomorrow..?”

“I’ll be there.”

“Great to meet ya’all. Been an interestin’ evening.”

Once the two men had left, Doctor Finn began gently chivvying the FBI contingent to follow suit.

“Visiting hours are over, ladies and gentlemen, for you lot at least. May needs to rest. You, Agent Hudson, need to take it easy for a while, and, because of the concussion, need to have someone stay with you tonight. Finally, you, mister,” gesturing at Levi, still lounging on the bed, “need to get off there before my boss sees you and starts screaming and throwing things.”

May, still writing, looked up when Levi, at Sue’s gesture, slid off the bed. Waving urgently, she looked down, added a few more words and held the paper out to Jack. After he took it, she signed
- That’s all I can remember. Then, hesitantly
- You’re leaving. Will you both come back? And Levi?
- Tomorrow. That’s a promise. Now get some sleep.



Jack waited until he was outside the curtained area of the ward before looking at the sheet she had given him. Her writing was neat but small, and a little difficult to read. Sue moved closer to his uninjured side to examine it more closely, and Bobby leaned over their shoulders.

As she had said, there was a complex string of letters and numbers with one symbol, a slash, approximately in the middle; followed by four lines of text, with some words crossed out and replaced.

“She remembered all this? After just one look and with everything that happened afterwards?” Sue looked at Jack, astonished. “It takes me ages just to memorise one phone number!”
Bobby squeezed her shoulder, and she glanced up. “Don’t get your hopes up, Luv. She might just have a desire to help and a vivid imagination…” His face suddenly became intent and he leaned closer. “on the other hand…” he murmured.

Jack had been concentrating on the lines of writing, as absorbed as Bobby. . “Some of these… Crash – could this be Cyrillic?” Sue frowned, and Jack quickly fingerspelled.
“Russian? You’re the one with the international experience, mate, not me. Don’t tell me you can read that?”
Jack shook his head. No. I just recognise some of the letters.”

Bobby traced one finger along the top line. “If this was written properly…” he paused, obviously thinking hard.
“Sparky? Give me that a minute.” He glanced around, then crossed to a nearby windowsill. “Sue – you got a pen I can use?”

As Bobby moved, Jack swayed again, his face paling. Sue instantly supported him, and Bobby, looking round, waved them over to a nearby chair. “Sit down, Sparky. You look like a stunned wombat.”

Regaining his balance, Jack smiled, self-consciously. “I’m OK. Really.”
“Yeah, right. We have some talking to do when I get you home.”

“Ahhh - how sweet. You sound like an old married couple.” Sue quipped.
“Marry him? Give me some credit, sheila. Besides, he can’t cook. Now; quiet, kids. Daddy has to concentrate.”

He started writing quickly, glancing frequently at the top of the page. “Thought so.”
“What is it?”
“This stuff at the top. I think it’s a chemical formula.”

He took the page over to the others, showing them. “If it is, it’s a big molecule, in two parts, and I don’t recognise it. Organic, probably.”
Sue and Jack exchanged glances, and Bobby grinned.
“Explosives training, Sparky. It isn’t all “cut the green wire!””

“This is an explosive?” Jack tensed, then relaxed when his friend shook his head.

“Naah. Almost certainly not. Too big. The elements are in the wrong proportions.”

“It still looks as if this might be more our territory than DCPD’s.”

“Probably. Talk to D in the morning. However - we can’t do anything else tonight, so we are taking Sue and Levi home, and then you and I are going to have a little talk.”

Jack visibly flinched, and Sue, concerned, looked at him. “Jack? Why..”
Bobby interrupted “He’ll tell you tomorrow, luv.” He shot a look at his friend. “Won’t you, Sparky-boy?”
Jack didn’t answer, choosing instead to grab his jacket and the holdall, his face rather woebegone.

"Tomorrow then." Jack's face fell even further, and, despite her concern, Sue had to suppress a smile as Bobby ushered them out of the door.

bobby going parental on those two is funny but sweet

This had me on the floor I was laughing so hard



I pity you Jack...Bobby is going to let you have it with both barrels and when you tell Sue...she is going to be soooo maaaaaddd. LOL

Once again girl...you post a a great post!

Looks like May has a photographic memory!! I wonder what the chemical formula is for???

I love Sue in protective mode!! I would definitely want her on my side!! I think she was talking about herself more than May when she was explaining how some people don't want to learn your language, but some do make the attempt and make you feel you are as important as they are!! I know she thanks God every day for meeting Jack!!!

Oh, oh, I do believe Jack is in for a lecture at a very loud volume from Bobby!! In this case, I think Jack would much rather go with Sue for more reasons than usual!! He might as well take his medicine now though and get it over with, because there is no way he's going to sidestep this conversation!!!

Joy

i think jack might prefer to have sue with him, she'll get mad but more quietly

loved daddy bobby

cath

Once again, a perfect blend