The future is never certain, but Ryan Wolfe's future had never been as uncertain as when he'd been forced from the crime lab. A friend will sit with you when the future is uncertain, a good friend will tell you to "get your ass up and get over it" and then demand you go somewhere with them and if you protest they'll tell you "Stop winning like a little bitch" and drag you out the door with them anyway whether you want to go or not.
Ryan smiled to himself as he plopped down onto Becca's cream colored and oh so comfortable couch. He'd never realized just how true that statement really was until now. Somehow even though what he'd THOUGHT he'd wanted to do was to lock himself in his apartment, dive underneath the covers and never come out he had to admit he was feeling a hell of a lot better now that he was here.
His annoyance returned as that brought his attention to EXACTLY what tactic was used to get him here. Trust his friends to go directly to threatening him. They asked him…no told him to get to Baltimore at the next possible time or else THEY were going to jump on the next plane to Miami and quote "drag your scruffy ass back outta there and maybe stop by the damn lab to cuss them out for good measure" he might have been tempted to dare fate on the "scruffy ass" part but he knew full well they were completely serious about the crime lab.
"Yo! Ry, Wolfster? Time to wake up form lala land!" He faintly heard Jeff call but he decided to ignore him cause he didn't fell like having to open his eyes as he'd just started to dose off on the velvety couch. "We're gonna eat the cake without you!"
"What kind is it?" Ryan mumbled tired from all his traveling today.
"German chocolate." Jeff replied smugly
"Like hell you are!!" Ryan shouted leaping up and bounding over the back of the couch making a bee line for the cake with the intentions to score himself a nice big chunk.
"Hunh, ask him to spend time with us we have to threaten him, mention cake…" Becca said trailing off in mock anger.
"What its German chocolate!! The Germans make good chocolate!!" Ryan countered "and it's in cake form!! Give me a break."
"Chocolate Junkie" Shane stated.
Ryan paused, he wasn't sure if that was a joke or an accusation since it was in the same annoying monotone as always…of course it was Shane so…no not a joke. "Maybe" he replied deciding it didn't really matter.
Just as he was about to grab the knife and make the cake look like a Picasso piece, an annoying buzz filled the air, it took him five seconds to realize that it was his phone going off in the cargo pocket of his shorts, it took him another seven to check the caller ID see it was Alex and actually get it up to his ear.
"What's up!" he greeted her cheerfully.
"Where are you?" she questioned in her mother voice. One that managed to be tender yet terrifying, at the same time, it really was a feat of nature.
"Friend's house, Baltimore, Maryland" He fired back the answer quickly feeling amazingly like he'd done something terribly wrong even though he was innocent, well kind of.
"May I ask why?" she continued in that same tone and he could almost see the icy stare she would have undoubtedly been fixing him with if they were having this conversation face to face
"It wasn't my idea!" he was quick to defend himself "I left a note!!"
"I read it!" she informed him "I'm standing right outside your door."
"Oh," he said
"So vacation?" she inquired.
"Yeah they threatened to come to Miami if I didn't" he explained shooting a glare in Becca's general direction since he was almost sure she was the instigator of this little adventure although he didn't imagine the others needed much convincing to mess with him.
"I take it that wouldn't have been a good thing" she said her voice softening a little
"Let's just say things would've been…interesting for you at the crime lab." He said chuckling
"Planning to raise hell were they?" she said approvingly
"The devil himself would flee from the havoc these three can wreak." He answered solemnly
"So there are three of them?" she said quickly picking up on the new information.
"Yup and… don't you dare eat that cake!!" Step away from the cake Jeff." Ryan said noticing Jeff lurking alarmingly close to the cake he had yet to fetch a piece from.
"You're no fun!" Jeff complained grabbing the knife anyway "It's not like I'll eat it all!"
"Knowing you you'll DEFINENTLY eat it all, you're a bottomless pit! You stuff things into your mouth and they just go poof into the abyss!!" Ryan countered
Jeff just rolled his eyes.
"I get to keep little me." Ryan said giving up as he wasn't feeling up to a battle of wills right then.
"And I take it one of them is named Jeff, and eating cake." Alex said sounding fully amused
"Yeah they own a bakery, so they made me a cake." Ryan said glaring at Jeff who was contemplating the best way to cut the cake HIS cake, HIS delicious German chocolate cake, stupid Jeff.
"Well I expect pictures." She told him
"That translates into don't do anything stupid doesn't it?" Ryan asked.
"Bingo," she said hanging up.
"Freeze Jeff," Ryan said snapping a quick picture of the cake.
"What's that for?" Jeff asked.
"Alex" he answered rolling his eyes, Becca just laughed she'd heard his stories about the infamous Dr. Woods.
"Shall I take pictures for you" she offered.
"Why thank you." Ryan said grinning
"Don't I'm just making sure you don't leave anything out." She answered giving him an impish grin.
"Oh Joy." Ryan groaned
And another piece of the insanity falls into place and yes this is going somewhere. Where? Hmmm…you'll just have to read and find out won't you?
