Well I must say it all seems a bit quiet out there in FanFic land at the moment...Someone having a party that I don't know about????
Anyway...Heres a little shorty just setting up the scene for the next bigger one really.........
Disclaimer as norm…
The Best Laid Plans…….
Loker was finishing a call on his cell when Ria came in. They were both working late in the lab trying to catch up on the overwhelming backlog.
Torres had started sneaking in on these late evenings to help Eli out, despite everything, she was feeling a little guilty about how she had left him in the lurch with work.
"Who was that? Not Lightman I hope"
" Yes..I Mean no..well Yes it was ..but.."
"Loker! Spit it out for Christs sake"
"Yeah – but Lightman Junior..as opposed to senior. But still as disturbing"
"Em..you mean the was Emily on the phone?..Whats up?"
"Wellll we might have a situation on our hands"
"Not a good situation I'm guessing from your face"
"Nope. Could be real bad"
"Should I call Ben?"
"Yeah – and tell him to hurry"
Reynolds was there within 15 minutes.
"Ok – I'm here. Wanna tell me what the big secret problem is now?"
Torres just looked at Loker – He had their attention now, he had the stage.
"Gotta a phone call from Em. Apparently she's at her mums, where her mum should also be but isn't."
They were still glued to him.
"Em found a text on her cell from earlier this morning, at a time she didn't send one, so she checked it out. According to her cell, she had sent Gillian a request asking her to meet Em at a building in town this evening, only Em didn't send it"
For a moment Ben looked puzzled, "well then who? Who else had access.." realization spread across his face, but Torres said it anyway- "ZOE!"
"Where and when?"
Loker handed his cell to Reynolds for him to read to text that Emily had now forwarded to his phone.
"Well as I see it we got 2 choices here. Number 1 is we go to this office and just bust the two of them up, bring them both back here and interrogate them till we find out exactly who has said what to who"
Loker looked unconvinced by Bens first plan. Voicing his concerns,
"Yeah but factoring in that Zoe is a good, and I mean very good lawyer, with a very vindictive streak !"
"We could just bring Foster here, and take Zoe to some dark abandoned warehouse making sure we have sacks over our heads"
Ben just gave Ria one of his 'get serious' deadpan looks but Loker starting laughing. " I like the sound of that Ri, that sounds like it could be fun" They both started giggling then until Reynolds put a stop to it.
"Are we gonna come with a plan here people, or are you two just gonna act like school kids ?"
"Yeah, sure, Sorry Ben" Eli managed first.
"Uhhh Yeah right..me too"She was still suppressing her giggles though.
"So what's plan 2 Ben?" She was trying really hard to look serious now.
"We put our main plan into action…It's earlier than anticipated, but I think our hands been forced"
Loker and Torres looked at each other, each reading the others faces and bodies they just shrugged and agreed.
"OK" Ria said, "Who's gona do what? "
Ben took a few deep breaths, a staller for him to quickly gather his thoughts,
"Well I guess I'll Have to deal with Lightman..unless of course Eli here wants to step up for that one?"
"Noooooo way, thanks I wanna live just a little bit longer, besides, you're the one with the gun Ben"
"Didn't think so. - So I will go play there. Torres, you go to this office, my guess is …they are both still there, but check with security, just to make sure. Then you wait…No going in and causing even more of a problem than we already have..I do NOT want you to engage with Zoe under ANY circumstances, you got that….Wait till they leave and Gills on her own. Then you gonna have to find your own way of convincing her to come here, you're on your own with that one – wing it." Ria grinned
"Loker you stay here and get the room ready"
"On it" Torres started making her way out.
"Gotcha Boss, luck Ria" Loker made his way down the darkened corridor.
Ben sat there for a few minutes wondering how the hell he had got himself tied up in all this crap. One word came to mind – 'Family' .
As he made for his car he flashed back to one of Lokers statements 'sometimes' he mused 'that boy makes a lotta sense' checking that he had his firearm in place in got in his car and headed to Cal Lightmans Home.