"The relation between what we see and what we know is never settled. Each evening we see the sun set. We know that the earth is turning away from it. Yet the knowledge, the explanation, never quite fits the sight."
― John Berger, Ways of Seeing
"Don't tell me you cleaned again?"
Usually the place smelled like was coffee and baked cookies, she was addicted to the aroma of coffee and fresh baked cookies.
Now all she could detect was Iodoform. It was nauseating.
"Nope, not yet. Today's been actually good. No blast for now, though I should not start counting my lucky stars."
"So who used this much disinfectant? It's burning my lungs."
The sniff Jessica took off her clothes might have made her laugh if this headache had not been killing her.
"Not me for sure. But I don't smell anything."
"There is some problem with your nose. Get it checked."
"It might be you."
"Please I won't even touch that thing let alone pour this much on myself."
"And then I ask myself how you get anything clean."
"I am not talking about bleach, this reminds me of hospital."
She took out her phone and scrolled down to the sent a message.
Are you in hospital?
Nope.
I smell Iodoform?
Not me, girl.
Did you smell yourself?
You wish!
"Well hopefully, this might uplift your mood."
The plate of mac n cheese took her off guard, her gaze moving between the dish and the woman who had put it down. Not able to stop herself, she moved forward and engulfed the aroma of the dish.
"For me."
"Yup. I'll take care of your table go on."
"You are the best, Jess."
"Do you have anything sweet?"
"What?"
"I am craving a cookie."
"And I thought Victoria was bad."
"That's because she is pregnant."
"What's your excuse? Dude, get yourself one from cafeteria."
"No, the bakery one. Chocolate chips. My mouth is watering just imagining it."
"Did you skip lunch?"
"Pasta red sauce."
"Good evening, Dr. Cullen."
"Morning."
"Let me just heat it up."
"Sure and add one of the cookie also."
After collecting the tray, he found an empty table and placed the tray on the table. Sticking the fork in the pasta, he tried not to cringe, he knew the taste was not something he liked.
But beggars can't be the choosers.
Should have ordered something from outside.
Hmm.
It tasted good though, better than anything he ever had in the cafeteria.
Maybe it was fluke, so he tried again.
Still good.
Thinking it was a lucky shot or maybe the quality of the food had improved, he finished the whole plate.
Munching on the cookie as he was leaving the cafeteria, he realized that the pasta he had ordered had been penne.
"Are we shooting for a fight scene?"
She thought as she watched a man wearing the police uniform costume standing inside the studio, looking around as if it was the first time he had seen inside of a studio.
"No, I was informed it was going to be the dinner scene."
"Yeah me too, but look at that guy in the uniform. No one gave him a memo."
"Where?"
"There. Looks to be a newbie though."
She looked back at her assistant who had been running lines with her. Jane had been staring at her while she was being amused by the idea of some extra on wrong schedule, or maybe set. Her narrowed eyes were looking at her in disbelief.
"Rosalie. I think you need to be sleep more."
"Why?"
"Because no one is there."
"What! He is the… "
But he wasn't, when she looked back at that guy, no one was striking out from everyone in police uniform.
"I had this weird dream."
"Uhuh, weirder than your poop one."
"No, this one was good."
His partner didn't reply, still busy typing on the keyboard, searching for more information about the new case that they had got.
"It was a studio."
"Music studio?"
"No, the one where they shoot movies."
"Film studio."
"Yes the same. It was weird though, it felt so real."
"And that's what dreams are all about. By the way whom did you cast in your dream movie?"
"No one."
"Don't be shy, Emmett. It's good to have imagination. Who was it?"
"Kate."
"That better be Winslet you are talking about. Otherwise I'll punch you in the face."
"Did you get the history of the boy's family?"
"Now you want to talk about the case."
"Garrett."
Once information gathering was done, they decided to go see parents and talk about any family feud, or maybe check out the neighborhood and maybe talk with neighbors.
"It was Natalie Portman, right?"
"Shut up, Garrett."
"Hi Sue."
"Jacob, you scared me."
"Sorry."
"No worries, kid. How's your grumpy old dad?"
"He is good."
"Well last I met him, he was chasing away Seth from helping him."
"Sorry. You know how he is."
"So any update on that loan."
"Haven't heard from the bank, still waiting. They said application has not been processed till yet."
"You should talk with Jared' Pa, he might be able to help you. If you want I can talk with him."
He had and it didn't help.
"I'll check with him."
"Shit."
"What?"
"This computer has been hanging since the morning. Not sure what happened. You know I don't have much knowledge about this idiot box."
"If you want I can look."
"Really!"
"Sure."
"Go ahead, try your hard. It's not like I will able to get it right."
"By the way its TV that is called idiot box."
"Don't you try to teach me, Jacob Black?"
"Yes, mam."
"Here, it's done."
"Really, let me check. Oh thank you, Jacob. If you hadn't check I might have been stuck. Did you find what was wrong?"
"Yes. I think Seth might have been browsing some sites that infected the system with the malware. And this game wasn't helping the case. CPU was almost 100%, so it would freeze up. Just scanned, and found. No problem anymore."
"Malware?"
"Virus."
"Oh, this stupid child of mine will kill me one day. Thank you Jacob."
"No problem."
"Didn't know you knew so much about computers?"
"Oh! These are just basics."
And this became so much easy when your best friend is an IT guy.
"Even then thanks."
"No problem."
"Anything else beside the list."
"Do you have any aspirin? I have a killer headache."
"Sure. Did you eat lunch?"
"Yes and breakfast too."
"Well, you should go home and rest. And take this umbrella, looks like going to rain."
"Thanks Sue."
"What the hell! Did it start to rain?"
"No, its clear out there, Ben."
And it was, sun was shining and there was no glimpse of dark cloud in the sky.
"I heard lightning."
"Well, your ears are buzzing. No rain or thunder."
"Seems like it."
He could bet it was raining in Seattle.
"Hey Ben, did you find the spare drive that you were looking for?"
"Not till yet. Mi Young from HR raised a ticket to check her system. Apparently she fired up her hard drive."
"No way! And you got assigned. Please, switch with me."
"How did she do that?" Sun questioned not looking up from her work.
"She said it happened on its own. And no, I am not doing your work, Yuen. Moreover I have to leave early today. Once this is done I am gone."
"She is totally lying."
"Still no idea how you are not excited. She is hot."
"And I am gay. No excitement. Sun, wasn't there an order placed for the new hard drives if I remember."
"Yes. It's in storeroom 5."
"Please fetch me one."
"Do I look like your assistant? Get it on your own, Cheney."
"Yuen."
"I am so busy, have a lot of work to do."
"Geseki."
It was irritating that to take any new part he had to travel from 12th to 5th floor. Plugging earphones in, he pressed the switch for the floor 5 of the elevator.
After putting the entry and registering for the new part needed, he opened the door.
"What the hell!"
For some reason storage room had been changed into all white small room. Not a lot of furniture, just a table on the right side and a bed and a cabinet on left.
Bed was like the one they had in hospitals.
There was a woman sitting on the bed, a book in her hand and was reading, till he disturbed her by his exclamation.
And now she was looking at him with a huge smile on her face.
"It's nice to meet you, Benjamin."
A/N: Well, looks like Benjamin is the one who is getting involved first. And if he knows then it makes now 4 people who know about this connection.
So I hope.
SiobhanWhitlock: Thanks, though this chapter doesn't have any Jasper/Alice but in the next they will be there.
