~Disclaimer: I own none of them, I'm just playing with them, and I'll be returning them when I get through. I also stake no claim to any episodes that I use for the Flashbacks. They belong to the writers and FFC. I do however own Alex Wallace, his father and his secretary Connie.~
*From now on, I'm going to put (~) around dreams.
~If you haven't found anything worth dying for, then you have never truly lived.~ Unknown
"By me, Conn. She was bailed out by me." He let the phone rest on his shoulder as he asked for another beer. He knew that he should have told her about this sooner. That she would come across his name, but he just didn't think of it. He had become accustomed to ordering her around and not asking any questions. Aparently he forgot that the no questions asked policy that he instilled in her didn't apply to stupid requests. "Don't give me any crap Connie, I know this girl."
"It has nothing to do with you knowing her, What if your father finds out?" Connie printed out the rap sheet and started up the fax machine. "What do you want me to do with the reports on Shelby and Slate? I could fax them up, or I could just send them up by messenger?" She put the forms in order and pulled the number of the private dective. "I'll go ahead and call the guy you wanted to look into Shelby. I could have him compile a list of things he could find out about her."
Alex could detect a bit of edge in her voice. "Yeah, thanks Connie. Go ahead and messenger all the stuff up to me. I want it before the time I go to bed tonight." He said his good-byes and hung up the phone. Then he called his father and told him he wasn't feeling really well. After making sure his father excused him from the meeting, he went back up to his suite and laid down on the couch in the living room. Then he pulled the number of Horizon High out of his jacket pocket. He quickly dailed the number and waited for an answer.
"Mount Horizon High School, Jeff speaking." Jeff passed a file over the counter to a new intern. He turned and took another file out of the drawer and looked it over.
"Yes, I'd like to speak to Peter Scarborrow?" Alex kept his voice level. He had negotiated plenty of deals in that tone of voice. That was the voice that he used when he posted Shelby and Patty's bail. He needed to keep a level head with these people if he had any hope of seeing Shelby again. He just had to. "I need to speak with him about one of his students."
"Peter's out on Quest right now," Jeff held the phone with one shoulder and nodded over to the admit building. Horizon was a mad house when Peter wasn't around. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"That depends..." Alex rolled over and pulled his brief case out from under the bed. "Do you know where I can find Shelby Merrick?" He noticed the change in Jeff's breathing. "I'm a friend of the family." He thumbed through his files. "I'd like to talk to her."
Jeff didn't know what to say. "She's one of the students that's out on Quest with Peter. They should be back on Friday though. If you want I could call his cell phone and tell him you'd like to talk to him. Should I tell him what it's about?"
"Sure. Why not?" Alex waited a second. "Do you have anything to write with so I can give you the number to where he could reach me?"
"Wait a second." Jeff reached over and grabbed a pen off of Sophie's desk. "Go ahead."
"Seven eight one." He paused. "Five three three, six four seven nine." He waited until he was sure Jeff stopped writing. "And the name is Alexander Wallace."
They were in sight of the cabin when Peter got the call. He was walking next to Shelby when his cell phone rang. The group halted when he reached in to pick it up. "Peter Scarborrow." He waited for a second. "What did he want?" Jeff said a few more things. "Okay what was his number?" Peter reached into his pocket and pulled out a pen. "Seven eight one, five three three, six four seven nine." He stopped writing and looked over at Shelby. "Yeah thank you, Jeff." He turned his phone off and handed it to Shelby. "You had a call in the office."
Shelby just stared at him. "Who was it?" Daisy came up behind her and put her hands on Shelby's shoulders. Peter just looked at her. "Peter, who was it?"
"Some guy named Alex Wallace." He watched as Shelby almost fell over. It took Daisy and Auggie to hold her up. "Does that name mean something to you?"
Daisy took the cell phone out of her hand so she wouldn't drop it. "Yeah, you could say that."
*From now on, I'm going to put (~) around dreams.
~If you haven't found anything worth dying for, then you have never truly lived.~ Unknown
"By me, Conn. She was bailed out by me." He let the phone rest on his shoulder as he asked for another beer. He knew that he should have told her about this sooner. That she would come across his name, but he just didn't think of it. He had become accustomed to ordering her around and not asking any questions. Aparently he forgot that the no questions asked policy that he instilled in her didn't apply to stupid requests. "Don't give me any crap Connie, I know this girl."
"It has nothing to do with you knowing her, What if your father finds out?" Connie printed out the rap sheet and started up the fax machine. "What do you want me to do with the reports on Shelby and Slate? I could fax them up, or I could just send them up by messenger?" She put the forms in order and pulled the number of the private dective. "I'll go ahead and call the guy you wanted to look into Shelby. I could have him compile a list of things he could find out about her."
Alex could detect a bit of edge in her voice. "Yeah, thanks Connie. Go ahead and messenger all the stuff up to me. I want it before the time I go to bed tonight." He said his good-byes and hung up the phone. Then he called his father and told him he wasn't feeling really well. After making sure his father excused him from the meeting, he went back up to his suite and laid down on the couch in the living room. Then he pulled the number of Horizon High out of his jacket pocket. He quickly dailed the number and waited for an answer.
"Mount Horizon High School, Jeff speaking." Jeff passed a file over the counter to a new intern. He turned and took another file out of the drawer and looked it over.
"Yes, I'd like to speak to Peter Scarborrow?" Alex kept his voice level. He had negotiated plenty of deals in that tone of voice. That was the voice that he used when he posted Shelby and Patty's bail. He needed to keep a level head with these people if he had any hope of seeing Shelby again. He just had to. "I need to speak with him about one of his students."
"Peter's out on Quest right now," Jeff held the phone with one shoulder and nodded over to the admit building. Horizon was a mad house when Peter wasn't around. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"That depends..." Alex rolled over and pulled his brief case out from under the bed. "Do you know where I can find Shelby Merrick?" He noticed the change in Jeff's breathing. "I'm a friend of the family." He thumbed through his files. "I'd like to talk to her."
Jeff didn't know what to say. "She's one of the students that's out on Quest with Peter. They should be back on Friday though. If you want I could call his cell phone and tell him you'd like to talk to him. Should I tell him what it's about?"
"Sure. Why not?" Alex waited a second. "Do you have anything to write with so I can give you the number to where he could reach me?"
"Wait a second." Jeff reached over and grabbed a pen off of Sophie's desk. "Go ahead."
"Seven eight one." He paused. "Five three three, six four seven nine." He waited until he was sure Jeff stopped writing. "And the name is Alexander Wallace."
They were in sight of the cabin when Peter got the call. He was walking next to Shelby when his cell phone rang. The group halted when he reached in to pick it up. "Peter Scarborrow." He waited for a second. "What did he want?" Jeff said a few more things. "Okay what was his number?" Peter reached into his pocket and pulled out a pen. "Seven eight one, five three three, six four seven nine." He stopped writing and looked over at Shelby. "Yeah thank you, Jeff." He turned his phone off and handed it to Shelby. "You had a call in the office."
Shelby just stared at him. "Who was it?" Daisy came up behind her and put her hands on Shelby's shoulders. Peter just looked at her. "Peter, who was it?"
"Some guy named Alex Wallace." He watched as Shelby almost fell over. It took Daisy and Auggie to hold her up. "Does that name mean something to you?"
Daisy took the cell phone out of her hand so she wouldn't drop it. "Yeah, you could say that."