Babysitting: Chap1: The phone call
A/N: If you have a better name for this fic I am open for suggestions. Be kind this is my first ever fic ;) The more reviews I get the more I update!
Disclaimer: If I wrote Secret Window I would have been drooling at the real Johnny Depp on the movie set, not at home sighing and looking at his poster longingly…
Speaking/thoughts
This is set before Secret Window and Mort is about a month into the divorce although I'm probably gonna be mentioning it in the fic…. Anyway here's the fic!
"Mum you could just leave me and Kate here while you're away we'll take care of max' a voice whined as Jane dialed numbers in her address book to see if any one could take care of the kids while she was away she wasn't having any luck, she sorely regretted not doing this earlier.
"No, the last time I left you two alone with Max you tied him up and dyed his hair bright pink!" "But that was two years ago mum!" "Yeah I know so it will be something just as bad or worse! No I'm getting someone to take care of you whether you like them or not!" They argued back and forth for five minutes until Jane decidedly won.
"Well at least let me and Kate help you find someone, it'll take ages at the rate you're going, c'mon Kate we can help mum!" "I don't know…" Jane mumbled as her daughter Anna grabbed the book from her. "Don't worry mum we'll look and you dial" "It's not that it's just everybody's busy or too far away…" Jane was interrupted mid sentence by her daughter "I never knew we had an uncle Mort in the family, mum call him please" "But honey he's…" "Not very far away c'mon mum I've barely even heard of him before!" "Ok" Jane said tiredly as she dialed the number that Anna called out. "Hey Anna "her friend Kate asked "would it be possible that your uncle's last name is Rainey?" Anna checked the book "yeah it is" "because I think my dad owns one of his books, a freaky cousin of his gave it to him for Christmas, he read and said that it was a weird thriller but he liked it" Anna considered this for a minute "well if he's not busy you can tell your dad you met him!" she said brightening up at the thought.
Ring…Ring Ring
Mmfffpphh... goddamn phone
Ring Ring
Stoppit already I wanna go back to sleep…
Ring Ring
You just won't give up will you... bloody phone
Mort kept on insulting the phone until he thought that picking up the phone would make it stop ringing, although it would mean talking to someone…. And he sincerely hoped it wasn't his ex wife again.
"Hello" Jane heard the sleepy voice on the other end of the line remembering the last time she had heard it. "Hi mort listen I have a slight problem and was wondering if you could help me..." "And that problem being…. What might I ask ….Jane?" Mort was still groggy with sleep, and her talking quickly wasn't helping him wake up. Jane decided to take advantage of his sleepiness. "Well john and I have our anniversary coming up and john got us tickets for a cruise and we were so busy getting ready.." "Let me guess' mort interrupted "You want me to take care of the kids' while he was saying this he sorely regretted picking up the phone why me? Why didn't I just let it ring?…bloody phone.
Jane's voice interrupted his thoughts, "would you mort? Oh thankyou you're a godsend'
Just wait a minute did I even say yes? Well if it gets her off the phone and lets me sleep…might as well say yes. "Hey hold up there Jane, for how long and how many are there?" he interrupted her mid sentence "well there's max and Anna and Anna's friend Kate as well, her parents are in New York. The longest john and I will be is a week; will you do it for me mort? Everyone else is busy and I know this is a bad time but…will you? Mort sighed he was hoping for peace and quiet when he moved into the isolated cabin at tashmore lake after his recent divorce, but it seemed he wasn't going to get it. He sighed resignedly "Ok Jane just make sure they don't annoy me too much or try and destroy the house, they're going to go straight to a motel if they do' there was a hint of warning in his voice that made Jane understand that he wasn't going to take any crap from the kids. "Ok mort" she answered feeling relieved that she had found someone in time. "I'll drop them off tomorrow ok? See you then" "yeah whatever" and with that, mort hung up and went back to sleep on the couch.
"Ok its official kids, your uncle mort is minding you while we're away" Jane said as she hung up the phone. "Where mum, our place or his?" Anna said impatiently "his so get packed and tell your brother, you'll be going there tomorrow."
As they ran off Jane wondered how mort would cope with his recent divorce while having to take care of three kids for a week. Let's hope he has a lot of patience, he's probably going to need it.