The awaited meeting between Chase and Drake. Definitely one of my fav scenes to write!
Chapter 6:
When Amelia came home later that afternoon, she was surprised to see Chase sitting at the table. The younger duck was dressed in her pajamas with a blue hoodie, her head in her hands. Amelia could tell from her posture that something was bothering her.
"Chase?" Amelia asked, setting her stuff down and sitting next to Chase. "You're home early."
"Skye got into a little trouble at school." Chase said. She explained the situation to Amelia, who nodded sympathetically.
"I'm sure Jordan won't mind bringing her homework home." She said. "He can even give her a hand." Chase smiled slightly, looking over at Amelia before looking down at the table again. Amelia leaned in closer. "Is there something else wrong?" She asked.
Chase sighed and pulled out her cell. She opened the mysterious text and showed it to Amelia. "I got this earlier. I have a feeling it's from the guy who blew up my house. I had my computer at the hideout run a trace on the number but it found nothing."
"Did you check for any kind of tracker?" Amelia asked.
Chase nodded. "I checked every article of clothing and all my belongings."
"What about Twilight's gear? Did you check any of that?"
Chase opened her mouth to say she did, but as she thought about it, she didn't check one specific piece of equipment: her gun. It was the one weapon she kept on her even when she wasn't Twilight Drake. Chase crept into her and Skye's room, pulling the gun out of a secret spot in her closet and covering it with her hoodie as she walked back into the kitchen. Praying open the side of the handle, she noticed something that hadn't been there before and pulled it out. Whatever it was was badly damaged so she couldn't really tell what it was but she had an idea. She showed Amelia, who seemed to come to the same conclusion.
"Think that could be a tracker?" Amelia asked.
Chase shrugged. "It's entirely possible." She turned it over, pulling a small magnifying glass that she always had in her pocket out and holding it over the small device. "I'll have to analyze it further." On the back, she found what looked like "MM" engraved on it, the same initials used by the person who sent be text message. She handed both over to Amelia, who looked at it closely. "But if it is that would explain why this MM was able to find my last hideout, if the text itself is anything to go on."
Amelia looked at the device, concern evident on her face. "You'd better be careful then. The last thing we need is this guy connecting the dots between Chase Canvasback and Twilight Drake."
Chase nodded in agreement. "Believe me, I know." Chase sighed as her phone rang, the frown deepening when she saw it was her boss at the paper. She held up a finger to answer the call. After several minutes, she hung up, groaning.
Amelia raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"
"My boss wants me to come in tomorrow for a few hours to make up the time I missed when I had to go get Skye." Chase replied, sitting at the table again.
Amelia raised an eyebrow. "But it's Saturday tomorrow. If today was slow, tomorrow will be dead."
Chase nodded. "You're right." She looked at Amelia. "Do you mind keeping an eye on Skye tomorrow?" Amelia smiled.
"You know I don't. She's a good girl and she and Jordan usually just play video games or watch cartoons."
Chase smiled. "Thanks. I owe you one." She got back up and walked to the pantry, as it was her turn to make dinner. She frowned when she saw nothing. Chase smirked and walked to her and Skye's room, changing into from her pajamas into jeans and a T-shirt under her hoodie. She grabbed her keys off the dresser. "I'll be right back. We need groceries and it's my turn to cook." Amelia nodded as the younger walked out the door.
The roads weren't too busy so Chase made it to the store in record time. She grabbed a cart and walked inside. As she looked around for the stuff they needed, her cart collided with someone else's. Looking up, she saw that it was none other than Drake Mallard. He shook his head.
"We keep running into each other." He said.
Chase shrugged. "I suppose we were both out of stuff for dinner."
The conversation continued until it turned to their occupations. Drake apparently worked freelance for some agency and of course he already knew Chase's job.
"I'm guessing your boss wasn't too happy about you leaving earlier." Drake said. Chase nodded.
"You can say that again. She's actually making me come in tomorrow."
"What about your niece? Do you have someone who can watch her?"
"We live with my best friend and her son so she said she'd keep an eye on her."
"Do you think she'd mind keeping an eye on Gosalyn tomorrow too? I've got some work I have to do too."
"I can give her a call and ask her." Chase took out her phone and gave Amelia a call, who was happy to help Drake out too.
"Hopefully she knows how to handle someone as rambunctious as Gosalyn." Drake said. Chase smirked.
"She's pretty good."
The two finished their conversation and Chase continued shopping, getting the stuff she needed to make dinner before checking out and heading home.
When she pulled in, she found Amelia working on some papers while the kids were playing video games. Chase smirked, putting the groceries on the counter. "Hey, Jordan," The younger Swallow looked up from the game, confusion on his face. "How would you like to help me cook dinner?" Jordan smiled and jumped up, running to his godmother, Skye following close behind.
Chase grinned, picking Skye up and putting her on the counter. "Watch the experts, lassie." Skye smiled as Jordan started digging into the grocery bags. What followed was not only cooking but also Chase and Jordan trying to cheer Skye up. At one point, Chase started juggling tomatoes, Jordan tossing in one more to add to the show. Soon enough, Chase was juggling six tomatoes.
With the joking that the two were doing, it took a little longer to get dinner, spaghetti with tomato sauce, broccoli and garlic bread, out on the table, but everyone agreed that the food was delicious.
"I've got to go into work tomorrow, Skye." Chase said. "But Amelia said she'll keep an eye on you."
Skye frowned. "But you were supposed to be off tomorrow."
"My boss is making me come in to make up the hours I missed today." Chase explained. Skye's frown deepened causing Chase to reach over and grab her shoulder. "And no it's not your fault. Besides, you'll have Jordan to play with along with someone else."
"Who?" Jordan asked around a mouthful of food.
"Gosalyn's father has something he has to do tomorrow and couldn't get anyone to watch her since his roommate, Launchpad, is out of town. So I offered Amelia's babysitting services. Drake'll be dropping Gosalyn off tomorrow before I have to leave for work."
Chase smiled at the huge grin that broke out across Skye's face. Maybe tomorrow wouldn't be too bad after all. As long as Skye was happy, Chase was happy.
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