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~POI~
He looked back to the idiot who had the gun on his back.
That idiot was Seamus.
~POI~
"Walk" he said.
"Please, sir. I was just -" Reese started, when he felt a sharp jab to his back. He hated doing this, but he couldn't risk showing himself to Rosalyn.
"Shut up! I said 'walk'" Seamus said harshly. Reese, reluctantly, walked to the entrance, hand still up in the air.
"Yo, Rosalyn!" he called. They both saw Rosalyn immediately get up with Delilah in her arms. She looked at them and her eyes widen. She quickly set Delilah down in her playpen and walked towards the two men.
"Hey, lookie what I found! This guy was stalking you, babe. So I thought -"
"Seamus, what the hell are you doing?" She hissed.
"What do you mean what I was doing? This guy was outside looking at you. He was stalking you" Seamus tried to explain himself.
"The only one stalking me is you Seamus. He" she said while pointing at Reese "had a meeting with me here. So he was not 'stalking' me." She sighed; she really didn't need this from him, not after last night's events. "You know, Seamus I'm getting really tired of this."
She took Reese's arm and put herself between the two men. She saw the gun Seamus was holding. This only made her more angry.
"You were threatening him? What is wrong with you?" She was trying her hardest not to yell at Seamus. She didn't want to startle her daughter.
Reese just kept his position behind Rosalyn. Finch was right; she can be patient when she wanted to be, and she can clearly hold her own against this man. Even if he had a gun.
Before Seamus had a chance to explain, Rosalyn beat him again.
"You know what? I've had it with you. I told you I'm not interested in you. I told you to leave me alone. But nothing goes to your head. I've had it. Leave right now, Seamus. Before I set my dog on you." Seeing that he lost again, and not wanting to get a dog bite, Seamus, glared at Reese and left without another word.
Rosalyn followed Seamus to the entrance of the warehouse. Once sure that he was gone, she turned and looked at Reese.
"Hello, Jonathan. Long time no see" she smiled at him.
Reese's eyes widen. How the hell did she know who he was?
~POI~
Finch looked around for more clues. He looked at every possible threat, but none seem the type to make her number come up. He looked everywhere, but found nothing. Everywhere except –
"Walk" he heard the voice over on his monitors.
"Please, sir. I was just -" he heard Reese beg. He knew Reese didn't like to beg, but sometimes it was the best course of action to avoid detection from their numbers.
"Shut up! I said 'walk'" he heard Seamus say harshly.
He felt all color drain from his face. How could Reese be so sloppy? Letting himself get captured like that. How was he going to explain all of this to Rosalyn?
"Mr. Reese? You have to do something" he called. "You can't let Rosalyn find out what you do". He hoped Reese could come up something credible.
To his unfortunate relief, it was Rosalyn who gave Reese a cover. Now, let's see where this would-be cover would go.
~POI~
"Ho- How do you know I'm not someone else?" Reese started, trying to recover from his shock.
"'How?' This is how I've always imaged how you would look with a good haircut, and without the beard." She said.
"Besides, there is only one man whom I know has your eyes." She smiled at him.
Once recovered by his shock, he quickly tried to think of a cover.
"Sorry about him" she apologized. She began walking inside the warehouse, Reese soon followed. She saw him now, might as well try to get some info out of her.
"Who is that guy?" Reese asked.
"Seamus Torrez. He has a sort of fascination towards me"
"Sort of?"
Rosalyn laughed, "understatement, I know. He saw me a couple of years ago performing, and ever since then he started stalking me. "
"If he's stalking you, then why haven't you gotten a restraining order on him?"
"I didn't because I felt sorry for him. Told him before that I wasn't interested, and that I didn't appreciate people stalking me. But after today I might get one."
"I think that would be a good idea" he said with a smirk.
They were both distracted by Delilah's coos. Calling for attention, Delilah reached out.
"You have a little girl" he acknowledged, "You've never told me that you have a little one".
Rosalyn laughed. "I did" she explained, "but your mind was someplace else".
"Oh" he looked down, a bit ashamed that he missed that piece of information of her.
"It's okay, Jonathan. Would you like to meet her?" Rather than waiting for Reese's answer, she pulled him deeper inside the warehouse.
He could see better inside now. One would think someone would live here, since it had everything, minus a bed.
"Hey, baby" he heard Rosalyn, "there's someone wanting to meet you."
Rosalyn lifted her baby and turned to Reese. At first glance, she might have been Leyla, minus the brown hair and eyes. But this wasn't Leyla. Leyla is with her grandparents where she belonged, in a much safer place. Not where she would live in the shadows, unknown to the rest of the world.
He put those thoughts aside. He has no reason to think of that anymore. Leyla was safe, and this baby is not, and will not be Leyla.
He noticed Delilah reaching a hand to him. He responded by trying to reach for her, only to have her turn her head quickly and into her mother's neck, trying to hide from him. Reese quickly retreated his hand back, fearful that he had scared the baby. Even after Leyla, he still feels awkward with babies.
Rosalyn laughed at this. "You're okay, Jonathan. She's just shy" the mother explained.
"Why don't we sit down? We have a lot of catching up to do."
~POI~
To say that Finch was scared was an understatement. He was downright terrified. First, that idiot Seamus had to come in and try to impress Rosalyn, now Reese was interacting with her. When he knew downright that there was no reason to do so. How could Reese have been so sloppy?
Then he remembered the fact that Rosalyn was a medium. Besides the fact that she could see, hear, and interact with spirits. She could also sense the living. Finch, himself, is not much a believer of the supernatural, but he knew better than to question one with such abilities.
Maybe she could have sense Reese, without needing Seamus. Probably better like this.
~POI~
After putting Delilah on the floor, with a few toys around her, Reese and Rosalyn began to chat. Like old friends meeting after a good period of time between them.
"How have you've been, Jonathan?" she started.
"Call me John, and as you can see, much better off now. Thank You. How have you've been?"
"Much better. Thank You. What happened, John? Last I've heard was about you being taken by the police."
"Well, I was minding my own business, when a couple of kids tried to mess with me. Gave them a couple of punches." Reese explained, only giving her the easy version, not wanting to give more details than what he had to.
Rosalyn smiled. "How did you get out?"
"Someone bailed me. Gave me a job." Nice, short and sweet, he knew Finch would like to keep her in the dark about the Machine. Not until he says it was okay to tell her.
"What kind of job?" she asked. She didn't mean to pry, but she did worry about him.
"It's …. kind of complicated. But he heard about you and told me to find you. He heard that you are a hard worker, and an exceptional dancer, but wanted to know what you do in your off time." He vaguely explained.
"Really now? Your boss sounds a bit unusual. Most would just see what I do for a living. Or see my dances. I take it, he's rich?" She was skeptical about it.
"He is. One you might say weird with the kind of money he has, but instead, he's eccentric." As soon as he said those words his phone beeped.
He quickly excused himself and read the text.
You need to leave. Now.
Reese quickly closed the text and started to get up.
"Gotta go. My boss need for me to run an errand for him. Nice seeing you, Rosalyn"
"Alright. See you, then." Before Rosalyn got up, Reese was already out of the warehouse.
~POI~
"I know what you're going to say, Finch" Reese said as soon as he got out of the warehouse.
"Mr. Reese, that was really sloppy on your part." Finch said.
"You can lecture me later, Finch. What I want to know is how did your niece know it was me?"
"I told you, Mr. Reese. Rosalyn is a medium. Her abilities exceed more than most people." Finch explained. Rather tried to.
"That still doesn't explain how she knew." Reese was irritated. Rosalyn had no specialized training whatsoever, but she managed to figure out Reese. He didn't believe the 'look' excuse she gave him. Finch was no help in explain either.
"I believe it's better if she explains it herself."
"Fine." He growled.
Reese barely managed to get out of sight, when Jamie came to the warehouse. He looked for another spot to keep an eye on them. He quickly turned the microphone of Rosalyn's cell phone on to hear their conversation.
"Morning, Jamie"
"Morning, Babe. Hi, Betty Boop."
~POI~
The rest of the morning went by involving some friends of Jamie and Rosalyn coming over to the warehouse.
It was 11:30 when Rosalyn started to get up.
"Leaving already, Babe?" Jamie asked.
"Yeah, gotta leave Delilah at DayCare, and get ready to meet someone at the zoo."
"Oh? Who is it?"
"Don't know. Director said it was someone important, and that I'll meet them today."
"I see. Well, why don't you leave Betty Boop with me today?"
"You sure? Don't you have to go to work?"
"Positive, and no I don't. Boss man gave me a couple of days off. Besides, I want to spend some quality time with my daughter."
"Is that a proposal I'm hearing?" Reese couldn't help but smile.
"Yes, but not yet."
"Well, then, I shall wait for you." Reese could hear Rosalyn walking out of the warehouse and getting into her truck.
"Looks like Jamie has plans to be with you niece, Finch." He said.
"So it seems. Jamie is a good young man." Finch knew Jamie well, and he knew that both his nice and Jamie are a good match.
"Are you sure, Finch? Maybe the Machine gave us Rosalyn's number because of Jamie." Reese has no doubts on Jamie, but when numbers involve kids, he has certain precaution towards them.
"Already feeling protective of her Mr. Reese?"
"I don't want a repeat of last time, Finch. Especially when it involves your little girl." He explained while he got into his car and drove to his hotel room.
"I assure you, Mr. Reese; Jamie will not harm either of the girls. Otherwise, he wouldn't be with them in the first place. Rosalyn is anything but 'little', John. "
"True, she isn't 'little' anymore, but she still is your 'little' girl." He told him.
Finch didn't bother anymore. When Reese didn't get a respond, he smirked. Of course Finch would think of Rosalyn as his little girl. Who wouldn't think of their niece like this?
Finch decided to change topic.
"You have that meeting at 12 o'clock. So you need to get ready."
"I know. I'll call you when I get there." With that he turned off this earpiece.
~POI~
Rosalyn was happy to see her friend. She knew it was him the moment she recognized his spirit. But she couldn't tell him that. What would he think of her if she did? A freak?
No. She couldn't. But she could tell him about the look. She did, after all imagine him looking like this. Tall, dark, and handsome.
But before she could question him further he had to run an errand for his boss. It's not the fact that she believed what he told her, she did believe him. It's the fact of how he told her. She shouldn't be snooping in other people's business, but she couldn't help but wonder, what else he is hiding.
She arrived to work early. Trying to think how to entertain her guest, they wouldn't want to know most of the science stuff, that's for sure. They tend to be more interested in the animals they have. She will have to ask what they would like to know when they come.
She got to her work station, but unfortunately, her workmates had other plans.
Kevin, one of the other vet techs, turned on the radio and started dancing around. Her other workmates soon joined in. How did they managed to get their work done, God only knows. Soon she found herself dancing.
On the plus side, they were in their work stations, while dancing. Working and dancing at the same time. Having fun on the job, that's all.
That is, until the Director came in with his guest.
Oh, shit.
~POI~
John walked to the entrance of the zoo, and asked for the Director personally. Giving his alias name, he was quickly escorted to the Director's office.
"Hello, sir. I'm Director Steve Collins and welcome to our zoo." Collins introduced himself.
Reese studied him quickly. Collins was tall, but not as tall as Reese. Medium built, with brown hair and some grey showing signs of aging. His face, fashioning a beard, was soft. He didn't look like a threat; then again looks can be deceiving.
He could hear Finch typing quickly.
"Hello, Director. I'm Tony Miller, I represent my employer. He sends his apologies for not coming." Reese shook the Director's hand.
"Yes, of course. It's alright, sir. Your employer specifically asked for Rosalyn Ibarra, correct?"
"Yes, sir."
"Of course. If you follow me, please."
"Not much of a threat to Rosalyn, Mr. Reese. No record at all, his social networking involves animal rights, and animal conservation. He's been director of the zoo for 30 years." He heard Finch say.
They walked across the zoo. Director Collins was explaining how the donation would be used to help the zoo. Reese only followed along; he didn't know much about these things so he just went along.
They came across large doors, in which led to the veterinary section of the zoo.
Soon, both men could hear music coming from one of the rooms. Collins sighed; they're at it….. again.
"Please forgive them, Mr. Miller. I assure you they are hard workers, but they tend to have their share of fun."
"It's alright, Director. Workers who have their fun on the job tend to do their work more efficiently."
Collins chuckled, "true", he said.
He opened the doors.
~POI~
And with that I shall leave it here. To be honest, I've had some trouble on how I would go on this chapter. Hopefully it went good.
As for the chapter later on, I honestly don't know how long this will go. Probably 3 or more Probably more. Anyhoo, R&R please.
They feed my plot bunnies, and therefore let me have a good night's sleep without the fear of having my feet gnawed off by them.
