OLD FLAME
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: R
Summary: Chris returns (sequel to Frank's Match)
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
Chris thanked the doctor for the information and hung up the phone. Her uncle saw the shock on Chris' face, but something told him not to push her. When she was ready she would talk to him until then there was not anything he could do for her.
"I have to go up and pack, my flight leaves at 7 am." She said in a voice she didn't recognize as her own. When she got back to Miami she wouldn't have to see her doctor to find out if she was pregnant, she would have to see an obn/gyn for prenatal care. Besides that she would not be able to retire as planned, since she would need her insurance to cover the medical expenses. Her life had never been easy, but this had to be the final test.
Frank stared out the window long after Chris had pulled out of the parking lot. He just let another chance at happiness slip away. In the end he knew it would work out, for he wasn't going to chase someone who did want him. Unfortunately, she would not be easy to forget and move on either.
Chris said her goodbyes to her aunt and uncle and left without any explanations. As she drove to O'Hare Airport she thought about her new challenge, being a single parent. She dropped off the rental car and then boarded the plane. She was leaving Chicago and Frank far behind.
Frank looked at the clock as he entered the penthouse from his morning run. It was 7:15am; Chris' flight should be airborne by now. He would call later to make sure the plane had landed safe in Miami. He went to take a shower and get ready for work.
Cody had arrived at the nest early as usual and turned on his computers, suddenly the computer screen lit up like the 4th of July. Someone had used his computer after he shut it down last night. He pushed a few buttons and got his answer, Frank had used his computer.
He was in the middle of finding out what Frank had access last night when the team arrived.
"Good Morning, Cody." Everyone said.
Cody waived his hand and then let out a low whistle. "Good Morning. You are not going to believe this."
"What did you find now?" Monica asked.
Cody had a grin from ear to ear, turning around said, "It seems our boss was in my computer last night. He accessed flight information on one Chris Harper."
"Sooo what's so important about that?" Jake asked.
"Well, they didn't seem to get along great before he made her go undercover, much less after. Why would he want to know what flight she was leaving on?"
"Because knowing that she has arrived safely in Miami will close the case completely." Frank answered.
The team turned around to see Frank standing there; he had a way of sneaking up on them. They were very uncomfortable with that.
"Good Morning, Ladies and Gentlemen. All of you need to work on sensing when someone is in your space. In undercover work that will get you killed." Frank said as he walked up the stairs to his office.
"Anybody want any coffee?" Alex asked to lighten up the mood that Frank had created. He could make them feel inadequate with one look, let alone a sentence.
"Yeah, let's go make some." Jake said to Alex.
"He's in rare form today." Jake said as they walked towards the kitchen.
"Makes you wonder if there was more than meets the eye with him and Chris."
"Back to that subject again? What makes you so confident there was anything between them?"
"His demur became different when Chris first showed up, it changed again when she was abducted, again when they left Washington and yesterday it was totally mind boggling." Alex said.
"That's that aura shit you believe in."
"Yes, along with women's intuition and that fact that she didn't let Frank intimidate her and he was fine with that."
"Well, she's gone and I hope she didn't leave him in a funk, he's enough to deal with when he's normal. If he is normal that is!"
Alex smiled, as she knew there had to be something deeper going on between them. She had seen the way they looked at each other when they thought no one was looking. It was the same looks that her and Carlos had exchanged many times.
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: R
Summary: Chris returns (sequel to Frank's Match)
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
Chris thanked the doctor for the information and hung up the phone. Her uncle saw the shock on Chris' face, but something told him not to push her. When she was ready she would talk to him until then there was not anything he could do for her.
"I have to go up and pack, my flight leaves at 7 am." She said in a voice she didn't recognize as her own. When she got back to Miami she wouldn't have to see her doctor to find out if she was pregnant, she would have to see an obn/gyn for prenatal care. Besides that she would not be able to retire as planned, since she would need her insurance to cover the medical expenses. Her life had never been easy, but this had to be the final test.
Frank stared out the window long after Chris had pulled out of the parking lot. He just let another chance at happiness slip away. In the end he knew it would work out, for he wasn't going to chase someone who did want him. Unfortunately, she would not be easy to forget and move on either.
Chris said her goodbyes to her aunt and uncle and left without any explanations. As she drove to O'Hare Airport she thought about her new challenge, being a single parent. She dropped off the rental car and then boarded the plane. She was leaving Chicago and Frank far behind.
Frank looked at the clock as he entered the penthouse from his morning run. It was 7:15am; Chris' flight should be airborne by now. He would call later to make sure the plane had landed safe in Miami. He went to take a shower and get ready for work.
Cody had arrived at the nest early as usual and turned on his computers, suddenly the computer screen lit up like the 4th of July. Someone had used his computer after he shut it down last night. He pushed a few buttons and got his answer, Frank had used his computer.
He was in the middle of finding out what Frank had access last night when the team arrived.
"Good Morning, Cody." Everyone said.
Cody waived his hand and then let out a low whistle. "Good Morning. You are not going to believe this."
"What did you find now?" Monica asked.
Cody had a grin from ear to ear, turning around said, "It seems our boss was in my computer last night. He accessed flight information on one Chris Harper."
"Sooo what's so important about that?" Jake asked.
"Well, they didn't seem to get along great before he made her go undercover, much less after. Why would he want to know what flight she was leaving on?"
"Because knowing that she has arrived safely in Miami will close the case completely." Frank answered.
The team turned around to see Frank standing there; he had a way of sneaking up on them. They were very uncomfortable with that.
"Good Morning, Ladies and Gentlemen. All of you need to work on sensing when someone is in your space. In undercover work that will get you killed." Frank said as he walked up the stairs to his office.
"Anybody want any coffee?" Alex asked to lighten up the mood that Frank had created. He could make them feel inadequate with one look, let alone a sentence.
"Yeah, let's go make some." Jake said to Alex.
"He's in rare form today." Jake said as they walked towards the kitchen.
"Makes you wonder if there was more than meets the eye with him and Chris."
"Back to that subject again? What makes you so confident there was anything between them?"
"His demur became different when Chris first showed up, it changed again when she was abducted, again when they left Washington and yesterday it was totally mind boggling." Alex said.
"That's that aura shit you believe in."
"Yes, along with women's intuition and that fact that she didn't let Frank intimidate her and he was fine with that."
"Well, she's gone and I hope she didn't leave him in a funk, he's enough to deal with when he's normal. If he is normal that is!"
Alex smiled, as she knew there had to be something deeper going on between them. She had seen the way they looked at each other when they thought no one was looking. It was the same looks that her and Carlos had exchanged many times.
