REFLECTIONS
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 25 years
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 19
"I was miserable while your mother was away." Frank said.
"Yeah, nobody knew was wrong with him and he was driving us crazy." Jake said.
"As much as I wanted to tell my team, I knew that because of Jake, they wouldn't understand. I spoke to her every morning and night while she was gone." Frank said.
Frank remembered the conversation that made him board a plane to Denver the next day. They had started teasing one another the night before on the phone. She had referred to Frank as her master and she was his slave. Tonight he continued the game because he sensed she was letting her inhibitions go.
After their phone conversation, that sent both to a new level, Frank decided that he would fly on to Denver the next day and stay until Samantha came back. Frank made arrangements for his flight to Denver, hoping Samantha would be surprised. He hardly got any sleep that night anticipating the days ahead.
Frank arrived at the 'nest' to his surprise everyone was on time.
"Good Morning" Frank said.
"Morning Boss." Everyone said.
Frank made his way upstairs to his office and called his boss to arrange for the time off. Once it was granted, he went down to tell his team.
"Ok, everyone I need five minutes of your time." He said.
Everyone stopped what he or she were doing and gave Frank his or her undivided attention.
"I am going to be gone from this afternoon until a week from Monday. During that time I won't be available unless it life or death matter. I trust all of you can handle things while I'm away. Any decisions to be made, Jake will have the last say so."
"Can you tell us where you're going?" Alex asked.
"I rather not say." Frank said. As much as they knew him, he still kept his distance at times.
"Is it business or personnel?" Cody asked.
"What are we playing 20 questions here?" He asked.
"No, it's just sudden." Monica stated.
"Yes, I realize that but it came up suddenly. I'm leaving to go home and pack. I'll see everyone when I get back."
Frank landed in Denver, leaving enough time to grab a cab to the hotel and get roses along the way. As soon as he got to the hotel, he asked the concierge to get a message to Dr. Walkman.
Samantha was just waiting for this day to end, three more days, which she had to speak again for two of them. Malcolm owed her big time for this stunt. The concierge walked up to Samantha and gave her a note. Samantha opened the note and read it:
"Please stop by the concierge's desk after your conference today."
She wonders why but she would know soon enough, for the seminar today was winding down. At the end of the seminar, Samantha walked up to the concierge desk.
"Your note said to stop by when the seminar was over."
"Yes, these were delivered today for you." He handed her a vase with a dozen coral roses.
"Thank you, was there a card with it?" She asked already knowing who sent them.
"As a matter of fact, it said when you get these roses turn to your right." He said.
She looked at him, kind of odd but turned to her right. Across the lobby Frank was standing with his arms folded across his chest leaning against the wall smiling.
"That is the delivery man, he is waiting for his tip."
Samantha smiled and said, "Thank you."
"Your welcome, enjoy your roses."
Samantha walked over to Frank and said, "What are you doing here?"
"What no thank you for the roses, I missed you, I'm glad to see you." He replied.
"Oh Frank, do I have to say it?" She asked.
"Well, since you didn't I'm sure you will have to show me." He said as he smiled and his eyes danced.
"Would you like to come up to my room?"
"Oh, I like to come alright." He said as he picked up his bag.
They rode the elevator in silence until they exited it, they walked to her room and Samantha said, "Can you hold these? I need to get the key out."
Frank took the roses from her while she opened the door, then she retrieve them placing them on a table as she walked in the room. He said, "Do you know what coral roses represent?"
She turned to face him and said, "Yes, there my favorite. Desire."
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: 25 years
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 19
"I was miserable while your mother was away." Frank said.
"Yeah, nobody knew was wrong with him and he was driving us crazy." Jake said.
"As much as I wanted to tell my team, I knew that because of Jake, they wouldn't understand. I spoke to her every morning and night while she was gone." Frank said.
Frank remembered the conversation that made him board a plane to Denver the next day. They had started teasing one another the night before on the phone. She had referred to Frank as her master and she was his slave. Tonight he continued the game because he sensed she was letting her inhibitions go.
After their phone conversation, that sent both to a new level, Frank decided that he would fly on to Denver the next day and stay until Samantha came back. Frank made arrangements for his flight to Denver, hoping Samantha would be surprised. He hardly got any sleep that night anticipating the days ahead.
Frank arrived at the 'nest' to his surprise everyone was on time.
"Good Morning" Frank said.
"Morning Boss." Everyone said.
Frank made his way upstairs to his office and called his boss to arrange for the time off. Once it was granted, he went down to tell his team.
"Ok, everyone I need five minutes of your time." He said.
Everyone stopped what he or she were doing and gave Frank his or her undivided attention.
"I am going to be gone from this afternoon until a week from Monday. During that time I won't be available unless it life or death matter. I trust all of you can handle things while I'm away. Any decisions to be made, Jake will have the last say so."
"Can you tell us where you're going?" Alex asked.
"I rather not say." Frank said. As much as they knew him, he still kept his distance at times.
"Is it business or personnel?" Cody asked.
"What are we playing 20 questions here?" He asked.
"No, it's just sudden." Monica stated.
"Yes, I realize that but it came up suddenly. I'm leaving to go home and pack. I'll see everyone when I get back."
Frank landed in Denver, leaving enough time to grab a cab to the hotel and get roses along the way. As soon as he got to the hotel, he asked the concierge to get a message to Dr. Walkman.
Samantha was just waiting for this day to end, three more days, which she had to speak again for two of them. Malcolm owed her big time for this stunt. The concierge walked up to Samantha and gave her a note. Samantha opened the note and read it:
"Please stop by the concierge's desk after your conference today."
She wonders why but she would know soon enough, for the seminar today was winding down. At the end of the seminar, Samantha walked up to the concierge desk.
"Your note said to stop by when the seminar was over."
"Yes, these were delivered today for you." He handed her a vase with a dozen coral roses.
"Thank you, was there a card with it?" She asked already knowing who sent them.
"As a matter of fact, it said when you get these roses turn to your right." He said.
She looked at him, kind of odd but turned to her right. Across the lobby Frank was standing with his arms folded across his chest leaning against the wall smiling.
"That is the delivery man, he is waiting for his tip."
Samantha smiled and said, "Thank you."
"Your welcome, enjoy your roses."
Samantha walked over to Frank and said, "What are you doing here?"
"What no thank you for the roses, I missed you, I'm glad to see you." He replied.
"Oh Frank, do I have to say it?" She asked.
"Well, since you didn't I'm sure you will have to show me." He said as he smiled and his eyes danced.
"Would you like to come up to my room?"
"Oh, I like to come alright." He said as he picked up his bag.
They rode the elevator in silence until they exited it, they walked to her room and Samantha said, "Can you hold these? I need to get the key out."
Frank took the roses from her while she opened the door, then she retrieve them placing them on a table as she walked in the room. He said, "Do you know what coral roses represent?"
She turned to face him and said, "Yes, there my favorite. Desire."