Title: Catch me if you can
Chapter 3: Housekeeping
Author: Wordless_angel
Email: Wordless_angel@hotmail.com
Spoilers: 411 on the DL; Cold Comfort; Blah Blah, Woof Woof, The Kidz are
Aiight.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: The characters mentioned in this story are not mine and in no
way belong to me. No money is being made from this work and no offence is
meant to the creator.
Summary: Zack and Jondy do some metal housekeeping.
A/N I'm sooo sorry this took so long. I was over seas in Iran (don't ask)
and obviously couldn't post. This goes out to Arazana, who is both my
emotional support and my best friend. Couldn't have kept going without you.
"Think fast." Jondy laughed. Zack caught the chip she threw at him. The two were sitting in Jondy's kitchen, eating chips and hamburgers.
"I always do." he answered.
"Party pooper. Now give me my chip back."
"No." Zack ate the chip and Jondy muttered, slumping in the chair.
"That was m y chip." She grumbled.
"You throw it at me, you lose it."
"Oh yeh?" An evil light came into Jondy's eyes.
"Oh no. I'm not fighting you for a chip." Zack warned. Jondy pouted and Zack frowned. Jondy saw the look.
"Gee Zack, get a sense of humour. I'm told it doesn't hurt much now."
"I don't have time for a sense of humour." Zack was serious and Jondy sat up quickly.
"Then make time. I do."
"You make too much time." Jondy laughed at Zack's disapproving look.
"Oh come on Zack. I haven't seen you in months. And now all you want to do is tell me off?" Zack just glared. Jondy was silent for a moment.
"I got a tattoo." She said suddenly.
"What?" Zack frowned, alert.
"I got a tattoo."
"Of what?" Zack couldn't decided is he was annoyed at his little sister, or curious and interested.
"See for yourself." Jondy turned around and lifted her shirt. On one shoulder blade was a tattoo. The circular shape was made my a tiger and dragon fighting.
"Nice." Zack said, smiling slightly. Jondy pulled her shirt down and turned back to Zack.
"I'm glad you like it."
"I." Zack began before he was cut off by a knock on the door. "What was that?" he asked, hackles going up. Jondy laughed.
"The door." She answered. He glared.
"I can hear that."
"Then why ask?" Jondy stood and walked towards the door. Zack grabbed her arm.
"Don't answer it," he muttered.
"Why not?"
"It could be anyone. Lydecker, Manticore."
"The milkman." Jondy raised an eyebrow and opened the door. Outside stood Ricky, he was the bar manager where she worked.
"Sharon." He greeted.
"Something for you?" Jondy answered, instantly becoming Sharon. The hunted and haunted look left her eyes and she smiled. Jondy rarely looked happy when she smiled. Zack sometimes wondered if Jondy smiling was just a way of showing teeth.
"Yeh, I need you to come into work early today." Sharon shifted from foot to foot for a minute. Jondy had decided to dump Sharon tonight.
"Ah, well, you see, the thing is, an old friend of a friend, just turned up and I was kinda going to spend tonight with him." Ricky's look of disappointment changed to one of interest. Sharon never had many friends.
"Is he here?" Ricky asked. Sharon smiled and gripped Zack's hand, pulling him into the doorway.
"Ricky, this is."
"Liam." Zack interrupted. Jondy stood on tiptoe until she could whisper in Zack's ear.
"Paranoid much." She whispered. Zack glared. Sharon turned back to Ricky.
"Well, it was nice to meet a friend of Sharon's." Ricky said, holding out his hand to shake. Zack gripped it and Ricky's eyes bulged. Zack had a very strong grip. He didn't let go until Sharon stood on his foot.
"Okay, well I'll see you at work tomorrow." Sharon smiled and closed the door. Jondy stared up at Zack and raised both eyebrows. "Did you try to break his hand on purpose?" she asked sarcastically.
"Did you know he was hitting on you?"
"He was not!" Jondy snorted.
"Why do you think he wanted you to come into work early?
"Ahh, tough one. To work, maybe?"
"Please Jondy. I've seen men hitting on all of you girls since you hit fifteen."
"What?" Jondy frowned, her head on the side.
"When your sisters are made to be perfect, you see a lot of proposals."
"You do?" Jondy grinned. "You've seen Max and Syl and Tinga get hit on?"
"Tinga got hit once to hard." Zack grumbled.
"What about Syl?" Jondy was fascinated. She sat down in one battered armchair, her leg over the armrest.
"Oh, Syl gets plenty. It's the innocent blonde look." Jondy snorted. Syl collected guns and could tear even Jondy limb from limb if she really wanted to. Innocent and Syl didn't belong in the same sentence. Syl and ferocious. Syl and fierce, yes. But never Syl and innocent. "It's the eyes." Zack stated.
"What about them?" Jondy asked.
"Syl has innocent eyes."
"Really. I never looked close enough."
"The guys do."
"So what was the best one?" Jondy asked.
"What's the fascination with your sisters love life?" Zack raised an eyebrow.
"I don't have one myself. So why shouldn't I revel in the success of a sister?"
"Syl wouldn't look sideways at most of those guys." Zack sighed.
"Why not?"
"She's in love with Krit." The smile fell from Jondy's face and her eyes went wide.
"Does he love her back?" Zack frowned.
"How would I know? Not like I spend my time trying to see if he loves her back." Jondy held up her hands in defence.
"Okay, no need to get nasty." Zack sighed.
"I should go."
"What, now?" Jondy asked.
"If I want to get back in time to stop Tinga doing something stupid, yes."
"She can wait. You really should rest."
"I don't need that much sleep."
"Liar. You need as much sleep as any of the others. GO, lie down." Jondy threw a pillow at him. He held it stiffly, but made no move to the bedroom.
"I'm fine. I have to." Suddenly Jondy lunged at her brother, twisting his arm behind his back.
"I just blew off extra pay to make sure you had some sleep. Don't make me turn it down for nothing."
"You're a rotten liar. You wanted to head out of here tonight."
"Maybe I did. But I have something more important to do. And you are going to get some sleep if I have to drag you. And just imagine how undignified that would be for a CO."
"Alright. But wake me at midnight. I need to get to Tinga." Jondy let go of his arm.
"Fine. Midnight. Now, sleep." Zack sighed and trudged to the bedroom. Halfway there, he turned back to Jondy.
"Thanks, Jon." He smiled slightly. She returned the smile.
"Anytime." With that he went to the bedroom and closed the door. Jondy flopped back on the chair and closed her eyes for a moment. Zack always wore her out.
((
Jondy awoke as the sun crept over the skyline. She swore loudly and stood. What had Zack done to make her so tired? Zack! She promised to wake him. Jondy made her way to the bedroom. It was then that she noticed the door was open.
The bed had been made and the window opened. Jondy smiled. She should have known that Zack would wake by himself.
Sitting on the pillow was a note. Picking it up, Jondy read it.
"Didn't want to wake you. I always knew that that whole, needs no sleep, thing was a lie. Thanks for the bed for a while. I got to go now. I'll come and visit you after I bail Tinga out. Call and give me your address. Anyway, see you soon sis. Take care."
Jondy smiled and quietly folded the note.
A/N There might not be any more chapters if the nice people don't review. I'll feel all lonely and sad. And when I'm lonely and sad, so are the characters.
"Think fast." Jondy laughed. Zack caught the chip she threw at him. The two were sitting in Jondy's kitchen, eating chips and hamburgers.
"I always do." he answered.
"Party pooper. Now give me my chip back."
"No." Zack ate the chip and Jondy muttered, slumping in the chair.
"That was m y chip." She grumbled.
"You throw it at me, you lose it."
"Oh yeh?" An evil light came into Jondy's eyes.
"Oh no. I'm not fighting you for a chip." Zack warned. Jondy pouted and Zack frowned. Jondy saw the look.
"Gee Zack, get a sense of humour. I'm told it doesn't hurt much now."
"I don't have time for a sense of humour." Zack was serious and Jondy sat up quickly.
"Then make time. I do."
"You make too much time." Jondy laughed at Zack's disapproving look.
"Oh come on Zack. I haven't seen you in months. And now all you want to do is tell me off?" Zack just glared. Jondy was silent for a moment.
"I got a tattoo." She said suddenly.
"What?" Zack frowned, alert.
"I got a tattoo."
"Of what?" Zack couldn't decided is he was annoyed at his little sister, or curious and interested.
"See for yourself." Jondy turned around and lifted her shirt. On one shoulder blade was a tattoo. The circular shape was made my a tiger and dragon fighting.
"Nice." Zack said, smiling slightly. Jondy pulled her shirt down and turned back to Zack.
"I'm glad you like it."
"I." Zack began before he was cut off by a knock on the door. "What was that?" he asked, hackles going up. Jondy laughed.
"The door." She answered. He glared.
"I can hear that."
"Then why ask?" Jondy stood and walked towards the door. Zack grabbed her arm.
"Don't answer it," he muttered.
"Why not?"
"It could be anyone. Lydecker, Manticore."
"The milkman." Jondy raised an eyebrow and opened the door. Outside stood Ricky, he was the bar manager where she worked.
"Sharon." He greeted.
"Something for you?" Jondy answered, instantly becoming Sharon. The hunted and haunted look left her eyes and she smiled. Jondy rarely looked happy when she smiled. Zack sometimes wondered if Jondy smiling was just a way of showing teeth.
"Yeh, I need you to come into work early today." Sharon shifted from foot to foot for a minute. Jondy had decided to dump Sharon tonight.
"Ah, well, you see, the thing is, an old friend of a friend, just turned up and I was kinda going to spend tonight with him." Ricky's look of disappointment changed to one of interest. Sharon never had many friends.
"Is he here?" Ricky asked. Sharon smiled and gripped Zack's hand, pulling him into the doorway.
"Ricky, this is."
"Liam." Zack interrupted. Jondy stood on tiptoe until she could whisper in Zack's ear.
"Paranoid much." She whispered. Zack glared. Sharon turned back to Ricky.
"Well, it was nice to meet a friend of Sharon's." Ricky said, holding out his hand to shake. Zack gripped it and Ricky's eyes bulged. Zack had a very strong grip. He didn't let go until Sharon stood on his foot.
"Okay, well I'll see you at work tomorrow." Sharon smiled and closed the door. Jondy stared up at Zack and raised both eyebrows. "Did you try to break his hand on purpose?" she asked sarcastically.
"Did you know he was hitting on you?"
"He was not!" Jondy snorted.
"Why do you think he wanted you to come into work early?
"Ahh, tough one. To work, maybe?"
"Please Jondy. I've seen men hitting on all of you girls since you hit fifteen."
"What?" Jondy frowned, her head on the side.
"When your sisters are made to be perfect, you see a lot of proposals."
"You do?" Jondy grinned. "You've seen Max and Syl and Tinga get hit on?"
"Tinga got hit once to hard." Zack grumbled.
"What about Syl?" Jondy was fascinated. She sat down in one battered armchair, her leg over the armrest.
"Oh, Syl gets plenty. It's the innocent blonde look." Jondy snorted. Syl collected guns and could tear even Jondy limb from limb if she really wanted to. Innocent and Syl didn't belong in the same sentence. Syl and ferocious. Syl and fierce, yes. But never Syl and innocent. "It's the eyes." Zack stated.
"What about them?" Jondy asked.
"Syl has innocent eyes."
"Really. I never looked close enough."
"The guys do."
"So what was the best one?" Jondy asked.
"What's the fascination with your sisters love life?" Zack raised an eyebrow.
"I don't have one myself. So why shouldn't I revel in the success of a sister?"
"Syl wouldn't look sideways at most of those guys." Zack sighed.
"Why not?"
"She's in love with Krit." The smile fell from Jondy's face and her eyes went wide.
"Does he love her back?" Zack frowned.
"How would I know? Not like I spend my time trying to see if he loves her back." Jondy held up her hands in defence.
"Okay, no need to get nasty." Zack sighed.
"I should go."
"What, now?" Jondy asked.
"If I want to get back in time to stop Tinga doing something stupid, yes."
"She can wait. You really should rest."
"I don't need that much sleep."
"Liar. You need as much sleep as any of the others. GO, lie down." Jondy threw a pillow at him. He held it stiffly, but made no move to the bedroom.
"I'm fine. I have to." Suddenly Jondy lunged at her brother, twisting his arm behind his back.
"I just blew off extra pay to make sure you had some sleep. Don't make me turn it down for nothing."
"You're a rotten liar. You wanted to head out of here tonight."
"Maybe I did. But I have something more important to do. And you are going to get some sleep if I have to drag you. And just imagine how undignified that would be for a CO."
"Alright. But wake me at midnight. I need to get to Tinga." Jondy let go of his arm.
"Fine. Midnight. Now, sleep." Zack sighed and trudged to the bedroom. Halfway there, he turned back to Jondy.
"Thanks, Jon." He smiled slightly. She returned the smile.
"Anytime." With that he went to the bedroom and closed the door. Jondy flopped back on the chair and closed her eyes for a moment. Zack always wore her out.
((
Jondy awoke as the sun crept over the skyline. She swore loudly and stood. What had Zack done to make her so tired? Zack! She promised to wake him. Jondy made her way to the bedroom. It was then that she noticed the door was open.
The bed had been made and the window opened. Jondy smiled. She should have known that Zack would wake by himself.
Sitting on the pillow was a note. Picking it up, Jondy read it.
"Didn't want to wake you. I always knew that that whole, needs no sleep, thing was a lie. Thanks for the bed for a while. I got to go now. I'll come and visit you after I bail Tinga out. Call and give me your address. Anyway, see you soon sis. Take care."
Jondy smiled and quietly folded the note.
A/N There might not be any more chapters if the nice people don't review. I'll feel all lonely and sad. And when I'm lonely and sad, so are the characters.