TITLE: Kiss Of Fate
AUTHOR: Clairisant and Brenda
CLASSIFICATION: AJ/Other AJ/Mac
FEEDBACK: Would love to hear both good and bad feedback but please try to be kind and constructive. Clairisant
WARNING: There will be a main character death in this story, if you don't like that kind of thing please don't read this story.
CREDITS: A special thank you to our beta readers Qupeydoll and Pricilla.
Chapter 1
Wednesday, December 7, 2005
2130 EST
AJ's House
McLean, Virginia
AJ had just settled down in his recliner with a beer and the tape of Monday night's football game. He had gotten home from work and changed out of his uniform and eaten, cleaned up the mess and was now ready for an evening of relaxation.
He had just started the tape when the doorbell rang. With a resigned sigh, he turned off the tape and went to answer the door. Turning on the porch light he saw a blonde woman that he didn't recognize. Opening the door and letting in a cold blast of air he tried to suppress a shiver as he said, "Yes, may I help you?"
Her attractive green eyes looked up at him with a puzzled frown and she said, "I hope so, I'm looking for 421 Lock Road and I've been driving up and down this street for almost half and hour and all I can find is 419 and 423 and 423 didn't have their lights on. I was hoping you might tell me where I might've gone wrong."
"I'm afraid there is no 421 Lock Road. I own the piece of land between here and the Jackson's and it's just a wooded area, but if you tell me who you are looking for I might be able to help you. McLean is a small town and I've lived here for a long time."
Pulling her coat a little closer around her she looked down at the paper in her hand and said, "I doubt you'd know them they just moved into the area, but their names are Truman and Mandy Williams. They just bought a house here in town and I was suppose to go over and help them unpack tonight." Turning her eyes back up to his she added with a grin, "If you think you can trust me not to be an axe murderer might I come in and use your phone to see where I went wrong?"
"Certainly, I'm sorry I didn't think of it myself," he said as he opened the door wider and allowed her to step into the house. Leading the way into he living room he showed her where the phone was and then thinking to give her some privacy he said, "I'll let you make your call while I let my dog out."
"Wait," she said and when AJ stopped to turn and face her again she continued, "Just so you don't feel like you have a complete stranger in your home, my name is Vicky Frazier," then she held out her hand to him.
Taking it with a grin he gave it a gentle squeeze instead of shaking it and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you Ms. Frazier, I'm AJ Chegwidden."
"Oh, please call me Vicky."
"Alright Vicky, make it AJ."
"Well I should probably get this telephone call made before it gets very much later," Vicky said turning back to the phone.
AJ proceeded into the mudroom to let Dammit out while she made her call. He came back into the living room to hear her say, "Well it's much too late for me to come over now so we'll just have to do it some other time," and then she hung up.
"Did you find out what went wrong?" AJ questioned.
"Yes it was supposed to be 421 Lake Road," she answered with embarrassment. "I want to thank you for the use of your phone and I'll let you get back to your evening."
"It was no trouble at all. I'm glad you got hold of your friends," AJ said as he walked her to the door. Standing at the door watching her walk to her car he was distracted by Dammit's bark to be let back into the house.
Alerted by the cry of surprise AJ's gaze once again was directed out the front door and he saw the young woman sitting at the bottom of his stairs holding her ankle. Hurrying out into the cold without bothering to put his shoes or coat on AJ bent down next to her and asked, "What happened?"
To be continued…..