Neptune High - Day
It's been 2 weeks since I showed up at Penny's door that night. I told her everything. She was forgiving, and we've been good ever since. It was crappy of me...to use my mother's murder investigation and my impending paternity investigation, but I needed my friend...my best friend, and now.
there are no secrets between us...well...just one.
Chris pushed Izzy up against a wall and kissed her passionately. His hands caressed the sides of her body, resting at her hips as their tongues wrestled with each other.
"Chris." Izzy whispered as he moved his lips to her neck.
"Hmmm..." Chris responded as he continued kissing her neck.
"We really shouldn't be doing this here." Izzy stated.
Chris stopped and looked around. "We're in the west wing of the school that is closed down for renovations...who's going to catch us?" Chris said with a grin as he moved into kiss her again, but was stopped by Izzy's hand.
"We really should be more careful." She said with a sigh. "Come by my place tonight, and I promise you we'll continue where we left off." She said as she kissed his cheek and exited the building.
Sometimes girls need to stop teasing. When you invite someone to an abandoned section of the school, you expect certain things to happen...now I have to find a cold shower before heading back to my regular scheduled programming.
Chris walked out from behind the tarp only to be confronted with Lincoln.
"Woh. You make it a habbit of hanging out in abandoned buildings?" Chris said as he adjusted himself.
"I could ask you the same question." Lincoln said with annoyed look on his face. "I need your help."
"Do my ears deceive me?" Chris stated.
"Cut the crap. You gonna help me or not?" Lincoln asked.
"I'm gonna go with not." Chris said as he walked passed Lincoln and towards the exit.
"Might want to reconsider. That was Ms. Montgomery I saw coming out of here wasn't it? Imagine what this'd do to her career...not to mention the jail time." Lincoln said with a smirk.
Chris glared at him. "I help you and you don't mention this to anyone."
"That's the deal." Lincoln said with a smile. "I knew you'd see it my way."
Never really felt what it was like to be on the other side of a blackmail, and I gotta say, I don't like it.
Mars Investigations - Night
I don't like getting blackmailed, but at least Lincoln's "case" is rather cut and dry. Someone stole a notebook he had...which contained some rather naughty pictures of himself and Mrs. Casablancas...something he'd rather not allow to see the light of day. But tonight isn't about Lincoln's problems. It is about mine.
Chris and Keith were sitting at the desk eating some dinner. It was dimly lit by a small lamp on the desk.
"So how was school?" Keith asked.
"It was fine." Chris responded.
"Good." Keith stated as he took a bite of his food.
"Can I ask you a question, Gramps?" Chris asked.
"Sure." He replied.
"What did Logan Echolls used to be like?" Chris said blantantly. This was no time to be cander.
Keith sighed as he looked to his grandson. Knowing that he needed to know the truth, he took a deep breath. There had been too many lies in this family. "He was your basic punk kid, but he had a good heart. He loved your mother more than anything."
"What happened to him?" Chris questioned.
"Well, your mother left. Madison was pregnant shortly after that, and the rest is history. You live so long in that life, and it consumes you." Keith said with a shrug.
"Do you think that he's my father?" Chris watched his grandpa's reaction.
"I don't know." Keith stated.
"Do you think he killed her?" Chris asked the other question that had been burning inside of him.
"I don't know." Keith again stated.
"But you're not ruling him out, right?" Chris asked.
"No. 16 years ago I would have said not a chance, but now...with the man he's become...I'm not sure." Keith stated.
"What about..." Chris began, but was cut off by Keith.
"That's enough questions for tonight, k?" Keith said obviously upset by the topic at hand.
"Kay." Chris said with a sigh as he stood up from the desk. "I gotta run by the library. See ya at home?" He asked.
"Yup." Keith replied with a small wave as Chris left the building. Keith reached into his pocket and pulled out an envelope with Chris' name and address on it. It was from the DNA Testing Company, and it was unopened.
Casablancas Residence - Night
Chris walked up to the door and knocked on it rather loudly. The door opened a much older Dick Casablancas answered the door. "Can I help you?"
"I'm Chris Mars...I needed to talk to Claire if that was okay." Chris said politely.
Dick's expression turned suddenly serious and simpathetic. "I'm sorry to hear about your mom, Dude. That must suck."
"Yeah. That's pretty much what it does." Chris said a bit awkwardly.
Dick smirked a bit. "I'm sorry...you remind me a lot of her. Logan was right." He said with a sigh. "Anyways, I'll go get Claire." He said as he retreated into her house.
Logan was right, huh? Maybe Logan isn't the mean man he's aspiring to be?
Maybe his heart is just broken? Maybe he's scared that I might find something on him relating to my mother's death?
Claire emerged from the door a little annoyed, and wearing unicorn pjs. "What do you want?"
"YOu really are a peach. Has anyone ever told you that? Love the unicorns." Chris said with a smirk.
"What DO YOU want?" Claire said a little slower this time as if to indicate that Chris were stupid.
"Just give it back." Chris stated.
"Give what back?" She asked.
"We can do this the easy way...or the hard way." Chris said annoyed.
"I like it hard." Claire said with a smirk as she leaned against the door.
This isn't going to be as easy as I thought.
Sorry for my absence, but I want to get back into writing this fic. Still interested in what you guys think. Any new takes on anything? The murderer?
Chris' father? There is a hint in this chapter as to who the killer is, but it's only a hint to me...and it isn't easy to find...so bonus points if ya get the answer right. Please review and critisize. Little spoiler: Chris opens the letter next chapter! Can you guys wait that long? Hehehehe...Thanks.