Chapter 1 – Ordinary Day?
Michael turned and locked his Loft's door, placing his shades on. He smoothly walked down the rusty steel stairs. Wearing a Black shirt and jeans. Michael moved down to his charger. The expression on his face filled with tiredness and irritation. A tone from his cell caught his attention as he opened the door to the Charger, stopping. Michael dug into his pant pockets and retrieved his phone, a small smile crossed his lips as he glimpsed at the name. Fi had sent him a text.
Opening up his message, Michael gave himself a giggle and shook his head.
-Morning, Michael. Had fun last night :). See you soon x-
Michael snickered and smiled before replying to her quickly and jumping into the driver seat.
-Morning, Fi. Going to see Mom. Apparently there's an "Emergency" Where are you?-
It wasn't long before Michael received a reply, it made him giggle at how quick she'd reply. As if she was staring at her phone, waiting for him to reply. He could picture it and made him do nothing but shake his head and chuckle. Reading the Text, he stopped near Madeline's place and parked on the side of the road.
- Ok, I'm at The Carlito's. You Should come down x-
He thought he may as well walk to his Mom's place, it wasn't too much of a far distance from where he parked and he knew Fi wouldn't stop with the texts. Michael jumped out of the charger, locked it and shoved his keys in his pockets and started to walk down the suburbia roads.
-What are you doing there, Fi?-
Michael replies, moving his phone from his sight it was seconds before Fi had replied. He started to wonder why she couldn't just call him? It reminded him of two high school sweethearts texting one another back and forth all day and night. Swinging his phone back to his sight, Michael checked it quickly...
-I have a client, Michael-
Michael stops in his tracks and starts to get curious, replying quickly he insisted on knowing what sort of Job she was taking. She knew she could deal with things alone, but he couldn't help but be concerned for her.
-What sort of Job, Fi? Nothing serious?-
No longer removing his phone from his sight, he kept his eyes on it and waited. It was only a matter of seconds before Fi replies. Hearing sounds coming from the front yards of the houses he walked past, Michael snapped his head over to hear a Domestic Violence taking place..Hearing the deadly screams of a man and women, a young child in the background screaming their lungs out. Sadly, these things happen everyday.. he couldn't save everyone.
-Its the one I mentioned earlier about the Heroin dealer. I'll tell you more when you get here, Oh, can you pick up my .45 on the way? x-
Stopping as his eyes narrowed on her wanting her .45. Michael couldn't help but shiver and look back to the Charger, thinking hard. He then sighed deeply and remembered it was in the glove compartment, he was safe. He really couldn't be bothered having to drive back to the Loft and back down to The Carlito's... Smiling, Michael was pleased that Fi's .45 was with him and replied..
-Fi... you want your .45? Tell me it's not for this job?-
Michael's mind started to spin. Unsure on what the job initially was or what exactly it involved in. Fi had only given him the slightest bit of detail. The fact the needed her weaponry struck him instantly...
-It's Fine Michael, if you help. We could wrap it up in a day-
Fi replied very bluntly. Michael raised an eyebrow at the text before replying. Crossing the road to reach Madeline's place.
-I'll see what I can do, shouldn't be with Mom too long.-
Michael finished and stepped onto the steps outside Madeline's place, placing his cell in his pocket. He walked in and saw Madeline puffing away on a cigarette, as per usual. Michael sighed and awaited the "Emergency". Madeline came to meet Michael near the Dining Table and gave him a soft look.
"Hi Michael, glad you could make it!"
Before Madeline could continue, Michael quickly started..
"What's the Emergency Mom.."
Michael knew there wasn't an Emergency, he could tell.. the amount of times she had called him explaining of an Emergency only to fix a Coffee Machine, Blender or any other household appliance. It was getting old, Hence he walked a distant to get there. The tone in her voice gave it away far too easily... She should know that He knew her very well. Too well for that matter.
"The Refrigerator stopped working, Michael"
She pouted. Michael sighed and moved over to the kitchen instantly, moving the refrigerator forwards a bit, noticing straight away that the power plug was unplugged. Michael grunted and leaned down and plugged it in...Bouncing back up he opened the door of the refrigerator and gave her a side look.
"Oh... that simple, huh?"
She gave him an embarrassed look before smiling and thanking him, a firm hand to his shoulder before lighting up another cigarette.
"That it Mom? I have things to do"
He cracked a large grin and started dashing towards the front door. Taking out his cell, to check his reply from Fi.
-Hey Fi, on my way to The Carlito's. Mom's "Emergency" was an unplugged refrigerator-
Michael replied as he shut the front door behind him and headed out towards The Charger.
A Knock at the door startled Madeline, she took a glimpse at her watch and came out from the kitchen. Michael had only just left. She started to wonder who it was.
"Michael, No need to knock"
Madeline shouted before opening the door to see Fi standing there...
"Oh, Hi Fiona! To what do I owe the pleasure?"
She smiled brightly to see Fi by herself visiting her. Fi came inside and smiled.
"You just missed Michael! He just left"
Madeline stated as she watched Fi come inside and stand near the Dining table, puzzled.
"he just left? He was to meet me at The Carlito's but I never saw him... he told me he was leaving about five minutes ago"
Fi expressed her thoughts to Madeline, trying to figure out why Michael hadn't met her like he was suppose to.
"You waited five minutes?"
Madeline cocked an eyebrow at her and chuckled.
"Yeah, well... I was anxious"
Fi shrugged her shoulder before taking a look at her cell and checking the time he had sent his last text.
"Actually it was half an hour ago, Madeline"
Fi stated as he looked up from her cell to Madeline who then looked at the wall clock and was stunned, time just flew by and she had no idea. It felt like a few minutes to her.
"Have you called him?"
Madeline asked her, trying to assure her Michael was ok and he'd see her soon.
Fi shook her head..
"I've tried calling and texting him, Nothing"
Fi couldn't shake this sick feeling deep in her stomach, turning and making her ill. Sitting down on one of the dining table's chairs. She texted him again, after the ten calls of going straight to his Message bank. She gave up with calling him and wrote many texts asking him where he was. She wanted to put more in the texts but kept them to a minimum...
Fi sat there trying to gather where Michael could be, she never saw him. Staring at his last text she looked back up to Madeline..
"Fi, I'm sure he's fine... He's probably off chasing bad guys"
Madeline chuckled as she moved towards the kitchen, taking out a plate of cheese and crackers and placing it on the table before Fi. She had so much pride in Michael, so much faith that'd be fine. Although; she did worry for him, that was natural as his Mother. But she always knew he'd do what he could to save the innocent.. he'd always make it out alive. Fi folded her arms and placed her cell on the table, her eyes almost glued to it. Waiting for him to reply, call.. anything..She felt annoyed at him more than anything at the current moment. Irritated he was ignoring her. He seemed so pleased and happy with her with the texts, it seemed too sudden for him to just vanish. The worry was soon overtaking her anger towards him...
Fi startled as her phone buzzed and her ring tone blared throughout the house, Fi instantly reacted and flung her hand over and received it, answering it immediately.. not even taking a quick glimpse of the caller..
"Michael"
She answered almost as if she was out of breathe.
"No Fi, It's Sam... I've been trying to reach Mike"
Sam quickly corrected her an awaited her to answer, he was thinking he was with her or something along those lines..
"I have as well, I can't get through to him"
Fi replied, a hint of concern struck her tone as she realised Michael hadn't seen Sam either.
"He's at his Mom's... I just saw the Charger"
The words struck Fi, she immediately rushed out the door and out to the curb and looked down the streets. Looking to her right she saw the Charger parked on the side a few miles down. Puzzled at why Michael left without the Charger she ran down towards it. Seeing Sam drive pass her and turn into Madeline's driveway. He swiftly dashed out and shouted out to Fi, soon running after her..
"Why is his Charger left here?"
Fi shouted out to Sam who slowly ran behind her. Trying to catch up to her.
"I've got a better question for you, sister... Where is Mike!"
His hands grabbed a hold of Fi's arms as she reached the Charger, her eyes narrowed on the ignition slot. No keys. Her palms against the glass as she looked in. Sam moved her away as he held a large rock from the side walk..
"Forgive me, Mikey"
Sam closed his eyes, looking away from the window he whispered before smashing the driver window with the large rock...It was better to use that instead of his own fists. He couldn't help but think, maybe a clue to where Michael was hidden in his Charger? Who knew... But Fi was the first to crawl in and check the glove compartment, her shoulders dropped. her hand reached into it and took a hold of her .45. Sitting down she sat there in a daze...
"Fi, where is Mike?"
Sam asked her softly, a puppy dog look struck his face as he watched her. He could see she was starting to get worried, very worried. This was nothing like Michael. Nothing.
Walking back to Madeline's Fi and Sam walked in wearing very glum faces. Madeline gave them a raised eyebrow..
"What's with the doom and gloom look?"
Madeline asked with a sly grin before Fi sat back down and held her phone, lost in thought.
"Can't reach, Mike.."
Sam started as he walked into the kitchen with Madeline and explained what was happening.
"His Charger is still parked near by, When did he leave Maddie?"
Sam asked her carefully, trying to stay calm and cool for Madeline's sake.. as well as Fi's. He was starting to think Michael had got a lift somehow? His mind really couldn't seem to gather anything, it was just so unnatural for Michael Westen to vanish... except for his mother.
"Well, about half an hour ago? I'm not sure"
She looked at the wall clock again and thought about it..
Fi sat there staring at her phone waiting, a message tone appeared. She instantly checked it. Her hands tightly holding onto her cell. She couldn't help her emotions.. She could hear Madeline and Sam talking, but their voices soft and low.. as if they were fading out. Her full attention was soon on her text... Her eyes wide open..Staring at the screen... Her heart started to pound harder than usual, her hands shook... swallowing the large lump of fear in her throat... She blinked slowly, wishing that what she saw was not on her screen... Sitting there, her eyes glued to her cell, she was frozen.
"Fi..."
Sam called out to her, but she was unable to respond. Her mouth tightly sealed. She struggled to do or say anything but stare at her cell. Sam called out to her again until he slowly made his way to check if she was alright, coming behind her he caught a glimpse of what she was endlessly staring at... His face instantly changed to dread... His throat became dry, he couldn't say anything but gasp...
"Sam? Fiona? What's going on?"
Author's Note:
Dream's are the greatest, as well as Skype talk :).Hopefully you're all curious and have enjoyed how this first chapter had played out. Let me know what you all think and if you want more! Please R&R. It means the world to us writers!