HELLO MY FRIENDS - The start of another story. This will begin kinda more angsty, darker than my norm. Gotta try new perspectives right? ..BUT it will get easier - promise - and there will be fluff. I'm tryin to bring in a little something for everyone so expect Cal/Gill - Loker/Torres - Emilys in the mix and Reynolds. Please note the rating is a bit higher than norm..PLEASE let me know what you think........Let us begin....
Disclaimer: Nuffin bout "Lie To Me" is mine - I just don't get that lucky!
Cal, Ria and Eli
"You're not really goin though with this are you?...You're serious aren't you?... C'mon Ria, this is just the worst of it. Things will settle down eventually, just give it a bit more time"
Torres was pacing in the lab, her hands, in fists by her sides, her breathing fast and heavy, her whole body was shaking with visible fury.
"NO!, You played that one on me last month, and the month before that. You weren't right then and you're not now. He is getting worse not better – I just gave him my letter of resignation anyway"
"And?" Loker was keeping his voice and face as calm as possible, hoping that some of it might 'rub off' on the ball of fire still pacing in front of him.
"He – 'advised' me that he didn't require me to work my months notice"
In her head she could still hear the actual words he had used, slightly different to the version she had just given Loker.
"Well – what are you still standing there for then? A bloody 'golden handshake' PISS OFF - get your stuff and get off my premises"
That was his parting shot after he had read her letter, screwed it into a ball and thrown it in the bin.
"Well he's gotta calm down sumtime, it's that or a cardiac arrest. His blood pressure has gotta have been threw the roof since Foster left, he barely eats, barely sleeps. Somethings gotta give soon"
"Yeah! Well I am not gonna be around to be caught in it – and if you want my advice neither should you…"
"Since when did Loker start needing your Bloody advise Torres? Yer know, I could have sworn I just got through telling you to fuck off! – how in that female hormone addled brain of yours did that translate to – stick around and stop my employees from doing their work? Extra work as well come to think of it..extra work that they are gonna have to deal with because you can't 'hack it'!"
"Lightman…" Loker didn't get further than that.
"SHUT UP LOKER… didn't you just hear me say bout 'workin' not talking – Shit I am surrounded by deaf fuckin idiots when all I want is for them to be is MUTE"
With that the door slammed and he was gone.
Torres faced Loker full on and a raised a satirical eyebrow "You were saying about it getting better!"
About to try and talk again, Loker didn't even get as far as one word out before the tannoy system blazed into life "Loker – my office – NOW"
Ria just shook her head and started throwing things into a bag.
Loker stood, assumed his standard 'slumped' posture and made it to the door before turning back "How bout I come over to yours later, I'll bring some take out, you provide the wine and we'll talk, yer know just talk – no shouting?"
Trying her best to bring smile to her face, Ria nodded at him
"I thought you didn't drink?"
"Drastic times call for drastic actions Torres, for some strange reason I think the rest of the day is gonna be pretty 'drastic'."
Torres could have sworn that she saw a genuine grin start appearing as he walked to the 'pit of doom' as Lightmans office was now becoming known.
How the hell could he do that? She carried on packing.
"Yes boss" Loker stood in the middle of the room, hands in pockets, posture still slumped.
"Sit"
He took the chair across the desk from Lightman as indicated by 'the finger'.. and waited.
Cal was sitting back in his chair, his whole head tilted back, staring, as if he had found the answer to all his problems written in code on the ceiling.
"You up to date on all Torres's cases?"
He appeared to be talking to the ceiling, Loker guessed however the question was directed at him.
"Yep. Pretty much"
"Are you capable enough to prioritise and delegate without me having to hold yer hand?"
"I guess so.."
"I need a yes or a no Loker – not a bloody half hearted 'guess'"
The hazel, bloodshot eyes were now glaring at him.
"Well – Yes"
"Well get out there and get on with it then"
Loker decided to risk it….
"Are we..err.. gonna be looking to take on some more staff soon? I mean Fosters been gone 6 months now … and well now Ria…"
"As soon as I can work out a way round the 'sexual equality' PC crap, I will be employing more staff ok? Male staff"
"O…K…"
Loker took his leave.
Passing on the corridor Reynolds caught Loker by the arm.
"How are 'things' today? and where's Torres? I need to talk to her about a case"
"Err- Worse and gone – in that order"
"Stop being cryptic Loker. Is she out in the field already? She told me on the phone last night that she was gonna be around this morning"
"Yeah well…Ria handed in her resignation – and Lightman told her to get out straight away..only not that politely..I guess you must have just missed her "
"God damn it! That man has gone too far! It's about time he and I had a SERIOUS conversation"
As Reynolds strode off in the direction of the 'pit of doom' Loker scratched his head and to himself said
"Yeah – well good luck with that"