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

Frank motioned Alex to the car, they both got in, he turned it on, and pulled out of the parking spot. Frank was silent as he drove thinking that he had to say something to Alex before the returned to the warehouse. Alex was staring out the window trying to figure out what to say to him.

At the same time, they both turned towards each other and said, "The child is my/your son."

Frank continued, "When she left Chicago, I thought something was up so I had a friend follow her. I found out she was pregnant and when the baby was born she named me as the father. Yet, she once never told me about him."

"Wow, I was questioning her the morning you two flew back to Chicago, but couldn't continue because you came in to talk to her. The next thing I knew you she was done and returning to Miami. Is this for public knowledge?"

"I would rather not tell the rest, I haven't even told Michelle yet."

Alex understood, "When you're ready, you can tell them."

Nicholas stormed into Sal's office, "Have you heard the word on the streets?"

Sal looked up and said, "No. But I'm sure you will tell me."

"Rumor has it that the Feds are close to knowing who did the hit on Tony."

"And your point is?"

"My point is that, if someone is talking and we don't know a lot of innocent blood could be shed."

"Point well taken, I'll take care of it."

"How?"

"Don't worry about it. Now go and make sure no one gets trigger happy."

Nicholas shook his head; Sal was the Don so he had no choice but to listen.

Sal knew it was time to make the phone call that he didn't want to. He picked up the phone and dialed his connection at the Chicago PD; within minutes he had Agent Donovan number.

The phone rang at the nest and Jake picked it up, "Hello."

"Is Agent Donovan available?" Sal asked.

Jake did not recognize the voice and since no one should have the number he questioned, "Who are you and how did you get this number?"

"Sal Aiello, I have my sources." He answered.

Jake was still uncertain, but figured he let Frank know. "One moment please."

Jake dialed Frank's extension and when he answered, "Frank, I have someone that says he's Sal Aiello on the other line."

"Put him through."

"Donovan."

"Agent Donovan, this is Sal Aiello."

"What can I do for you?"

"I would like to set up a meeting with you." Sal answered.

"Why?"

"I may have some information for you."

"That I find hard to believe." Frank replied.

"I have always been upfront with you. Please indulge an old man." "Ok, I'll take the bait, when?"

"Tomorrow at 2pm at my office which is at 3 Michigan Ave.