part two

Disclaimer: I do not own and I have not created any of the characters used so far in this story. They are the creation of David E. Kelly. This is for entertainment purposes only.

Scott and Lauren Chapter 2: An Awkward Situation

The phone was still busy. It was ten a.m. and a concerned Steven Harper was still trying to reach his absentee Vice Principal. He had been calling since 7:30, and the phone was still busy. Scott had never done this before, he had never been absent one day since he and Steven had been working together. The man came to work in the snow, he came to work with the flu, something must have happened. Something awful.

"Louisa," Steven called out, "Did Scott call in yet?"

"No, but Lauren Davis did. But we have no sub for her class."

"Where is she?"

"She didn't say where, just that she needed to take an emergency personal day."

"That must be why she didn't answer the phone this morning."

"Maybe she had a family emergency. I know her brother's wife is pregnant, maybe she went into labor."

"Maybe. No, that's not it. Let me know the second that either Scott or Lauren calls again."

Meanwhile, in an apartment across town, Scott Guber awoke to the scent of fresh coffee. He glanced at the clock; 10:10, in the a.m. He ran his hand over the sheets next to him, they were cold. Lauren had been up for sometime. He got out of bed and went to the kitchen to see if she was there. She wasn't, but on the table there was a plate neatly covered with aluminum foil. There was a note attached. It read:

Scott - Put in microwave, heat for 3 minutes - Lauren

She'd made him breakfast.

For a second Scott thought that she may still be in the apartment. "Lauren!" he called out. No answer. She had left. How could she just leave, after the night they spent together, holding each other, kissing, making love. It had been so special, at least to him, and she had just dismissed it, left him without a word.

Scott couldn't believe what he had just done. He'd acted foolishly and recklessly, something that he had never done before. He'd scared her away, and now she'd never talk to him again. Well, no matter. Things couldn't be any worse now that they were before, and it was late, he had to go to work.

It was 11:00 a.m. by the time Scott got to Winslow High. He walked into Steven's office. It didn't take him long to realize that Steven was angry, very angry.

"What on earth happened to you?"

"It is a very long and private story. My clock got pulled out of the wall, and I overslept. Those are the only details that you need to know."

"You didn't think to call?"

"When I realized how late it was, I rushed directly here. I'm sorry, Steven."

"Do you know where Lauren Davis is?"

"No, I don't. She isn't here?"

"No, she's not here. If she were here, I wouldn't be asking if you knew where she was."

"I have no idea, but if she contacts you, let me know. I need to speak with her about something."

"She told me what happened last night."

"She did?"

"Yeah. I gave her your address so she could straighten things out."

"Oh, well, no. I haven't see her since last night."

"Oh, all right. I'll let you know if she calls in again."

Lauren was not at work, she really did just leave. Because she couldn't face what she had done? Or she couldn't face that she had done it with him? He didn't know, he didn't want to know. All he knew was that he had to find Lauren and apologize to her for what happened and hope that there would be no consequences from that one, dare he say it, mistake! That was what that was, a mistake. Two people, upset and vulnerable, finding comfort with one another. He was kidding himself to think there was more.

"Scott?" Louisa's voice broke into his thoughts, "Lauren Davis on the phone for you, line two."

"Thank you," and thank God, he thought to himself.

"Hello, Lauren."

"Hi, Scott. We need to talk."