PART 15
"So, what does the boy look like?" Airport security asked.
"He's short, brown hair, brown eyes, he's wearing a Spongebob Squaredog tee- shirt," Toby said quickly.
"Who the hell is Spongebob Squaredog?" The man asked.
"Spongebob Squarepants," CJ snapped. "It's not that hard to say!"
"Listen, shouldn't we be out looking for him?" Toby ignored CJ and asked.
"We have our men looking for him right now," The man reassured. "All we can do now is wait."
"I don't wait well," Toby glared.
"Uncle!" Creed smiled, while walking into the office.
"Creed!" Toby ran over to him and picked him up. "What the hell happened?"
"Uncle, you said that word again," Creed pointed out. "They had this cool looking pinball machine at the coffee place. I was watching the kid playing on it, and when I looked back for you and CJ, no one was there," Creed shrugged.
"I'm sorry," Toby kissed Creed on the forehead. "Can we go?" He asked.
"Sure," The man nodded. "I guess there's nothing left to do here."
"Thank you for your help," Toby nodded in appreciation. He put Creed down and grabbed CJ's hand and put it on Creed's. "Don't let go."
"Okay," Both Creed and CJ nodded.
"Thanks," Toby nodded and grabbed the bags. He told CJ and Creed to walk in front of him so he could see them.
"I know you blame me," CJ looked back.
"Look straight!" Toby snapped. "We'll talk about this later."
"So, I'm not in trouble?" Creed smiled.
"Yes you are, keep walking," Toby snapped again.
"I think he's mad," Creed looked up at CJ.
"Yeah, I think so too," CJ nodded. Every time she attempted to look back, Toby motioned for her to look forward again.
"I parked over there," CJ motioned.
"I'm driving," Toby walked quickly past them and up to the car. "Where are the keys?"
"Here," CJ threw them at him and walked Creed over to the other side.
"Don't get mad at me, I didn't do anything," Toby defended.
"Neither did I," CJ glared.
"I don't want to talk about this now."
"Why not now?" CJ walked back over. "Ever since you got back from the trip, you've been an ass."
"Nice language to use in front of a seven year old," Toby yelled.
"Uncle, I've heard you say much worse," Creed mentioned.
"I worked my butt off today so I can come meet you guys here," CJ ignored everything said and went on. "But all I get is a, why are you not at work, instead of a, hey CJ, I missed you."
"I hugged you," Creed smiled.
"I know, thank you," CJ looked over to him and smiled.
"What is with you and hugs now?" Toby walked closer.
"I don't know," CJ snapped. "Look, nevermind."
"No, you want this conversation, we're going to have it," Toby yelled.
"You know, moms and dads shouldn't yell in front of their children," The woman from the plane walked past them and said.
"You again!" Toby moaned. "We're not married!"
"You sure as hell sound like it," Then woman snapped and walked off.
"Amen," Creed smiled.
"Get in the car," Toby ordered. "We'll discuss this later," He looked over at CJ and got in.
"I can't wait," She said sarcastically.
PART 16
"Okay," Toby walked back downstairs and saw CJ and Creed sitting on the couch watching their show. "It's bed time."
"Wait, I have to give Aunt CJ her gift," Creed smiled and ran upstairs.
CJ and Toby looked around quietly, waiting for Creed to come back.
"Is this going to go on for a while?" CJ broke the silence.
"Yes," Toby said simply as Creed rushed downstairs.
"I hope you like it," He handed it to CJ. It was wrapped in a small box. "Uncle Toby wrapped it."
"I told you not to tell her," Toby warned.
"Sorry," Creed shrugged.
"Thanks," CJ smiled and opened it, grasping for air when she saw it. "It's beautiful."
"I thought you might like it," Creed smiled. "So did Uncle Toby," Creed mentioned, secretively.
"This is the best present I've ever gotten," CJ smiled. "Can you help me put it on?"
"Sure," Creed started to walk over and then stopped. "You know what, my fingers kind of hurt today."
"Your fingers hurt?" Toby asked, confused.
"Umm…yeah," Creed played it cool. "They're twisted."
"What?" CJ asked.
"Like you twist your ankle, well, I twisted my fingers," Creed knew they weren't buying his story. "Oh my, look at the time. I have school tomorrow," Creed rushed over to CJ and quickly gave her a kiss on her cheek. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight," CJ said slowly, wondering what was going on.
"What the hell is the matter with you?" Toby asked at Creed walked up to him.
"Uncle, you said that word again," Creed smiled and allowed Toby to bend over to kiss him on the cheek. "Goodnight," Creed winked before running upstairs.
"What just happened here?" CJ asked, standing up.
"I don't know," Toby shrugged. "So, about this afternoon."
"Don't worry about it. I know it must have been a difficult trip," CJ waved him off.
"It was, but I had no right treating you the way I did," Toby looked down as CJ walked closer.
"Are you apologizing?" CJ smirked.
"No," Toby said simply.
"Then why do you have a grin on your face?" CJ asked.
"I don't know," Toby mumbled.
"A true Toby answer," CJ shook her head laughing.
"Thanks for coming to the airport," Toby looked up and smiled.
"Are you smiling?" CJ grinned.
"I'm not sure," Toby shook his head and walked over to the couch.
"Another true Toby answer."
"So, you like your gift?" Toby asked, sitting down.
"It's very beautiful," CJ looked at it once more. "Since the little mister when to bed, would you help me put it on?" CJ asked.
"I don't want to," Toby shook his head and leaned back.
"Thanks," CJ smiled and sat down on the floor in front of him.
"Fine," Toby gave in and leaned forward. When he did so, he felt CJ's head softly hit his stomach as he moved closer. CJ lifted up her hair and allowed Toby to lock it on.
"Did you really help pick it out?" CJ whispered.
"I thought it would be something you would like," Toby whispered back. "I hate locking these things. It takes me forever."
"You don't have to."
"No, we already started." Toby grinned.
"Since when did you start finishing what you start?"
"Since this morning," Toby joked. "There."
"Thank you," CJ looked down and dangled it from her finger. She felt Toby hands resting on her shoulders. "Maybe I should go."
"Yeah," Toby removed his hands and helped CJ up. Next thing they knew, they were standing face to face. "It looks nice."
"What?" CJ asked, starting into his eyes.
"The necklace," Toby gently touched it with his finger. "Perfect fit," He whispered.
"Maybe it was made for me," CJ smiled weakly. "Goodnight Toby," CJ patted Toby on the chest and began to walk out.
"Goodnight," Toby said as she opened the door and left.
TBC
"So, what does the boy look like?" Airport security asked.
"He's short, brown hair, brown eyes, he's wearing a Spongebob Squaredog tee- shirt," Toby said quickly.
"Who the hell is Spongebob Squaredog?" The man asked.
"Spongebob Squarepants," CJ snapped. "It's not that hard to say!"
"Listen, shouldn't we be out looking for him?" Toby ignored CJ and asked.
"We have our men looking for him right now," The man reassured. "All we can do now is wait."
"I don't wait well," Toby glared.
"Uncle!" Creed smiled, while walking into the office.
"Creed!" Toby ran over to him and picked him up. "What the hell happened?"
"Uncle, you said that word again," Creed pointed out. "They had this cool looking pinball machine at the coffee place. I was watching the kid playing on it, and when I looked back for you and CJ, no one was there," Creed shrugged.
"I'm sorry," Toby kissed Creed on the forehead. "Can we go?" He asked.
"Sure," The man nodded. "I guess there's nothing left to do here."
"Thank you for your help," Toby nodded in appreciation. He put Creed down and grabbed CJ's hand and put it on Creed's. "Don't let go."
"Okay," Both Creed and CJ nodded.
"Thanks," Toby nodded and grabbed the bags. He told CJ and Creed to walk in front of him so he could see them.
"I know you blame me," CJ looked back.
"Look straight!" Toby snapped. "We'll talk about this later."
"So, I'm not in trouble?" Creed smiled.
"Yes you are, keep walking," Toby snapped again.
"I think he's mad," Creed looked up at CJ.
"Yeah, I think so too," CJ nodded. Every time she attempted to look back, Toby motioned for her to look forward again.
"I parked over there," CJ motioned.
"I'm driving," Toby walked quickly past them and up to the car. "Where are the keys?"
"Here," CJ threw them at him and walked Creed over to the other side.
"Don't get mad at me, I didn't do anything," Toby defended.
"Neither did I," CJ glared.
"I don't want to talk about this now."
"Why not now?" CJ walked back over. "Ever since you got back from the trip, you've been an ass."
"Nice language to use in front of a seven year old," Toby yelled.
"Uncle, I've heard you say much worse," Creed mentioned.
"I worked my butt off today so I can come meet you guys here," CJ ignored everything said and went on. "But all I get is a, why are you not at work, instead of a, hey CJ, I missed you."
"I hugged you," Creed smiled.
"I know, thank you," CJ looked over to him and smiled.
"What is with you and hugs now?" Toby walked closer.
"I don't know," CJ snapped. "Look, nevermind."
"No, you want this conversation, we're going to have it," Toby yelled.
"You know, moms and dads shouldn't yell in front of their children," The woman from the plane walked past them and said.
"You again!" Toby moaned. "We're not married!"
"You sure as hell sound like it," Then woman snapped and walked off.
"Amen," Creed smiled.
"Get in the car," Toby ordered. "We'll discuss this later," He looked over at CJ and got in.
"I can't wait," She said sarcastically.
PART 16
"Okay," Toby walked back downstairs and saw CJ and Creed sitting on the couch watching their show. "It's bed time."
"Wait, I have to give Aunt CJ her gift," Creed smiled and ran upstairs.
CJ and Toby looked around quietly, waiting for Creed to come back.
"Is this going to go on for a while?" CJ broke the silence.
"Yes," Toby said simply as Creed rushed downstairs.
"I hope you like it," He handed it to CJ. It was wrapped in a small box. "Uncle Toby wrapped it."
"I told you not to tell her," Toby warned.
"Sorry," Creed shrugged.
"Thanks," CJ smiled and opened it, grasping for air when she saw it. "It's beautiful."
"I thought you might like it," Creed smiled. "So did Uncle Toby," Creed mentioned, secretively.
"This is the best present I've ever gotten," CJ smiled. "Can you help me put it on?"
"Sure," Creed started to walk over and then stopped. "You know what, my fingers kind of hurt today."
"Your fingers hurt?" Toby asked, confused.
"Umm…yeah," Creed played it cool. "They're twisted."
"What?" CJ asked.
"Like you twist your ankle, well, I twisted my fingers," Creed knew they weren't buying his story. "Oh my, look at the time. I have school tomorrow," Creed rushed over to CJ and quickly gave her a kiss on her cheek. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight," CJ said slowly, wondering what was going on.
"What the hell is the matter with you?" Toby asked at Creed walked up to him.
"Uncle, you said that word again," Creed smiled and allowed Toby to bend over to kiss him on the cheek. "Goodnight," Creed winked before running upstairs.
"What just happened here?" CJ asked, standing up.
"I don't know," Toby shrugged. "So, about this afternoon."
"Don't worry about it. I know it must have been a difficult trip," CJ waved him off.
"It was, but I had no right treating you the way I did," Toby looked down as CJ walked closer.
"Are you apologizing?" CJ smirked.
"No," Toby said simply.
"Then why do you have a grin on your face?" CJ asked.
"I don't know," Toby mumbled.
"A true Toby answer," CJ shook her head laughing.
"Thanks for coming to the airport," Toby looked up and smiled.
"Are you smiling?" CJ grinned.
"I'm not sure," Toby shook his head and walked over to the couch.
"Another true Toby answer."
"So, you like your gift?" Toby asked, sitting down.
"It's very beautiful," CJ looked at it once more. "Since the little mister when to bed, would you help me put it on?" CJ asked.
"I don't want to," Toby shook his head and leaned back.
"Thanks," CJ smiled and sat down on the floor in front of him.
"Fine," Toby gave in and leaned forward. When he did so, he felt CJ's head softly hit his stomach as he moved closer. CJ lifted up her hair and allowed Toby to lock it on.
"Did you really help pick it out?" CJ whispered.
"I thought it would be something you would like," Toby whispered back. "I hate locking these things. It takes me forever."
"You don't have to."
"No, we already started." Toby grinned.
"Since when did you start finishing what you start?"
"Since this morning," Toby joked. "There."
"Thank you," CJ looked down and dangled it from her finger. She felt Toby hands resting on her shoulders. "Maybe I should go."
"Yeah," Toby removed his hands and helped CJ up. Next thing they knew, they were standing face to face. "It looks nice."
"What?" CJ asked, starting into his eyes.
"The necklace," Toby gently touched it with his finger. "Perfect fit," He whispered.
"Maybe it was made for me," CJ smiled weakly. "Goodnight Toby," CJ patted Toby on the chest and began to walk out.
"Goodnight," Toby said as she opened the door and left.
TBC