When we awoke in the morning, we went down stairs to get something to eat. Sam was already up and was half way through a beer. I grabbed a pop tart and sat down. Michael with his yogurt sat next to me. "Let's go to the range later." I told Michael. It's just my mood today. I feel like going to the range. It's a mood I get more often than not but a still want to.
Michael laughed to himself, "Sounds like a plan to me, but remember we're eating lunch with mom." he reminded me. Yes that is right we have to go to his mothers, but that does not mean that we can't go to the range.
Sam took a swig of his beer, "There's a buddy of mine that needs some of our assistance, so I'm going to go have a beer with him around lunch time, so I'm not going to be able to be there." he said not sounding to disappointed. He actually looked happy that he didn't have to go, and I do not blame him for being happy about not having to go to Maddies.
So Michael and I did take-out Chinese, and drove over to mom's. I started to think about New Years Eve. Oh did I have a good time with those fireworks! They weren't as fun as my preferred type of explosion, but they were something that both Michael and Sam will let me do. "Do we have any fireworks left?" I asked Michael as we pulled into Maddie's drive way.
Laughing he picked the food and we got out of the car. "Oh yes. We have plenty." he informed me closing his door. He knew what I wanted to do tonight, and I think he is looking forward to it as well. Or, he might just be thinking that we do that after we leave so we have an excuse to leave if need be.
We walked in and she was putting plates on the table. She looked up and smiled at us. She looked to me, "Did you like your surprise yesterday?" she asked me, glancing at my belly for a split second.
Sitting down I smiled at her, "Yes, I did. But I don't see why it has to be a surprise." I said glaring at Michael. I truly thought something was wrong when they were keeping something for me, but it was really a late Christmas present, it was a sweet thought, but when I think of surprises I think of something bad about to happen.
Michael raised his hands in defense, "It was Sam's idea." he informed me. Yet, he still went along with it, and he obviously knew that I wouldn't like the fact that they left me out of something. "But I agreed with him that I thought it would be fun." he added.
That was it, I hit him very hard in the arm. He rubbed it for a moment before laughing. I guess he thought it was funny that I hit him so hard that it will most likely leave a bruise? I guess. He is tough, one of the things about him that made me fall in love with him.
When we were done eating we met up with Sam to see if we had a client. We met up at the bar and I ordered a water. "So, it's this guy, Jimmy Crane, that pissed another guy, Randy Turner, off for sleeping with his wife. Now he is out to kill Crane." he explained to us, ordering another beer in the process.
Michael nodded his head "So how do you think we should handle this Sam?" he asked glancing at me to give out any opinions that I wished. Now if we are to actually do what I'd like to do they would automatically turn me down.
Lucky for us it looked like Sam had a plan, "Well Turner is feeling betrayed. So I think Fi should pretend to be a widow. Make him feel needed and the such. Then she can convince him not to kill Crane." he said giving his idea. Wow, this is actually a good idea. Why didn't I think of that? I guess I can't always have the lime light through this, although I will have it most of the time, so I guess that is alright.
Michael nodded his head "Aright sound good today. Do you know where he is going to be this evening?" he asked Sam glancing at me making sure I was alright with this, I nodded my head to let him know that I was.
He pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket "Every night at eight o'clock sharp he goes to this bar." he said giving the paper to Michael. I looked at it. It was of the many bars that I have never been to.
"So lets get our story strait. You do have to remember that I am pregnant, so I won't be going to a bar to drink. Maybe that bar can be the place that I heard that my husband died?" I suggested.
The both agreed. I got one of my few of my maternity cocktailing dresses and got it on. I drove over there and waited ordering a water. I saw Tanner come in. He spotted me, the pregnant woman. He walked over to me. "Hello, my name is Randy, Randy Turner. Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked sitting down next to me. Being a gentlemen.
I smiled at him. "Oh no. I've been coming here for a while. This was the place that I heard my husband was killed. I feel like in need to keep coming." I informed him. He looked sympathetic. "I'm so sorry. I just got a divorce. I've been doing the same thing." he informed me ordering a soda. I raised my eyebrows at this.
"No drinks?" I commented. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sam come in and order a beer. Then to my surprise Maddie coming to sit next to him.
He laughed "No, after the last time I only have one if any." he informed me. The waiter gave him his drink and he took a sip.
Wondering what happened last time, "Have one too many?" I asked him leaning back in my chair, putting my hand to my belly. With my other hand I took another drink of my water.
"Or five or six too many. My mom had to come pick me up." he informed me his face turning red.
I put my drink down, "I hear ya there." I agreed with him. Now I have never actually experienced this myself, and I do not plan to either.
Laughing he smiled at me. "You know I never thought I would get a divorce. She cheated on me. I still love her, but I wouldn't be able to live with myself if we didn't get one. Knowing what she did." he informed me, starting to open up.
"The same goes with me and my husband. Never did I ever think that I would be raising my children as a single mom. So did you know who the guy was?" I give him information, he gives me some back.
Glancing at Sam and Maddie for a split second they were watching me, while ordering another beer. Good ole' Sam! "Yes. Up until a few months ago, he was my best buddy. Now, all I really want is get that guy six feet under." he said anger coming through his face.
This is what we have been looking for. "That's horrible! But do you really think he deserves to die?" I asked him wondering how mad he really is.
"He got my wife pregnant. Yes he does." he said as simple as that. The words that he said surprised me. There is more of a reason. I would probably do the same thing, but he doesn't need to die. Not right now at least.
"Oh, wow. That must be hard to handle. But do you really want to suffer the consequences that would come with killing him. They could put a death penalty on you, or even life in jail." I informed him, slowly talking him out of it.
"I don't want him near my wife, or her near him." he said getting angry now. You can definitely tell he is about to snap.
Sam started to look worried. I ignored him though. "You could find something on him, or frame him for something that could put him in jail." I suggested to him, backing away from killing.
All he did was nod his head at me. "No one understands! He has to die!" he was on his feet and yelling, his hands gripping my shoulders, and shake me.
Jumping out of his seat Sam ran over to me and Maddie proceeded to call Michael. "Dude, get your hands off of my daughter. She's fragile." Sam said getting himself a cover.
Turner took one hand off of me to push Sam, "Get your hand off my father! And dad, what are you doing here?" I yelled.
Sam tried to struggle out of Turners grip, and succeeded. "Like I'm going to leave you alone in a bar while being pregnant!" he yelled.
Security came running in. They removed Turner from me and took him away. Another asking of I was alright, I said yes. Maddie and I got out of there while Sam stayed to see what was going to happen to him.
We met up with Michael just outside. He gave me a hug and we started walking to the car, "You alright?" he asked me as we walked.
Smiling at him, gave him a kiss, "Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?" I informed him and got into the car. He drove us back to the loft, and I got out of my fancy dress and got a regular one on.
When I came back out Sam was walking in. "Turns out Turner has some mental things wrong with him and he is being checked into a hospital. I'm going to go call Crane. You ok Fi?" he asked me for he had not had time earlier.
I laughed him, telling him that I was fine, "Daughter?" I asked him. I am almost surprised that he actually called me that.
"Just keeping my cover." he said, then proceeded to dial his phone. He walked to the corner of the room.
Maddie left to go home. She didn't think she wanted to set off fireworks with Michael and I. So she left and, we followed behind just a few minutes later with my fireworks.