Title: Behind my back
Author: MEG
Summary: In the result of quarrel with his father Diego lead out of hacienda.
Rated: PG
AN: First posted on nwzfanfiction (groups.yahoo).
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Don Alejandro was tired. He was thirsty too. He ride whole day with the peons. And because not everything turned out the way he wished, he was a bit angry too. And what did he see when he came home? His son, comfortable sitting in cold room and writing.
"Diego, you really could help me. I worked hard all day, talked about cattle, horses. And when I come home I see you, do nothing. You sitting here with a boring display on your face, writing poetry or something else." Don Alejandro retorted, still tired, getting angrier.
"Father, you can't see it, but I work on my own. There are many things, that I do, and you are not even aware of that." Suddenly Diego got a bit anger too. His day wasn't good either.
"I would like to see that! You don't want to fight – I can live with that. But, if you don't want to work… Well my boy, you are old enough to care of yourself. You have free choice..."
Disbelief and anger that he saw on Diego's face made him stop. He was angry, but he didn't want say something like this. Diego rose to his foot. He opened his jaw to say something, but didn't. He went out of the room. When he crossed the door frame he only said. "The letters must be send."
ZZZ
'What happened?' Felipe was curious. With hasty moves Diego cleaned his desk. Then he took a sack and got a few closes.
'Are you going somewhere?' Diego sat on his chair with a sigh.
"I have had a quarrel with Father. He was too tired, physically and I'm psychically too clear thinking. I'm afraid there will be more quarrel in the next time and I don't want to have a fight with my Father. I think we should rest from each other." Felipe knew that it wasn't right. He knew too, that lately Diego was tired. Even now there wasn't his usually smile, when he spoke. He had to ride a lot as Zorro, heard bad things as Diego, and he really work hard at hacienda too.
'Where are we going?'
"You – nowhere. I want you to stay with Father and watch out at him. I… Well, do you remember my friend Roberto?" Felipe nodded. He was one of weirder friends of Diego's. One, who knows that Diego is Zorro even before he came to California.
"There is a little hacienda, situated exactly at the opposite part of pueblo then ours. It has an English name 'Fox lair'. - but the name is much older then Zorro's activities." He added.
"It has belonged to Roberto's family for years, and he offered it to me as Zorro's house if someday I couldn't live at my home. Though, I never thought for this reason. Anyway, there is everything I will be needing, even a laboratory and a garden with our special roses." Diego had smiled at last. "I think this the best solution for now."