Here is part 4
Rachel ran into the apartment, slammed the door and leaned up against it. Ross stopped pacing and looked at her.
" What's wrong?" They asked simultaneously.
" You go first." Ross said quickly. She walked away from the door and into his arms.
" I was on the train and a saw a guy staring at me and then I got out and I swear he must have been following me. So I just jumped in a near by cab." Rachel cried.
" Are you okay?" Ross asked concerned.
" Yeah. I knew he would have us followed or like tap our phone or something but I didn't think this soon."
" If you had told me that before I wouldn't have believed it. I would've said that your giving him too much credit but…He came over today and practically threatened me that if I knew where Mon was and didn't tell him that I'd regret it."
" Oh no. If he was following me then they probably know what car she's driving. "
" Alright, I don't want you walking around alone, especially at night. Either I or Joey will be with you." Just then Joey came bouncing through the door.
" Hey guys, you got any food." He goes straight to the fridge. "I got an audition today and can't go there with an empty stomach." Joey paused and looked around. " What's going on? I'm getting a bad vibe from this place."
" Joey, sit down. We have to tell you something."
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" Mom. I'm tired of sitting in the car." Adam wined.
" We haven't been driving for that long."
" I know but I'm hungry and bored."
" Well you wanna play a game?"
" Okay, but what game?"
" How about the license plates game?"
" Yeah!"
"You used to love it when you were younger. Even though you're still my little boy."
" Aww Mom! I turned seven 2 weeks ago. I'm big now."
" Excuse me, I didn't know I had a grown man sitting in the back seat!" Monica laughed.
*Flashback, two weeks ago*
" Bye guys and happy birthday again Adam!"
" Thanks, bye!" Adam waved to his grandparents as they left. They were the last ones to leave the big party in Adam's favor.
" Alright, mister. Time for bed."
" Aww Mom, why now?"
" Because, it's already way past your bed time."
" Monica, why don't you just let the boy stay up a little longer. It's not everyday that he turns seven."
" Thanks dad!" With that Adam grabbed his new gifts and went to play with them upstairs.
" Why do you always do that?"
" Do what?"
" Make me sound like that bad guy and you, the fun parent."
" Don't be ridiculous." Leaning down to pick up more wrapping.
" I'm not being ridiculous. I spent the whole morning trying to make this the best party he ever had. You show up late and with a toy he wanted but I said he couldn't have because it was dangerous. Suddenly your 'the best dad ever!'"
" Could you just stop with all the jealousy." He rolled his eyes.
" You know it's not even about that. Why did you buy him that when I specifically told you not to?"
" You told me not to. You think I'm going to listen to everything you say? I'm not your slave."
" Sometimes you act so childish that I wonder how you can raise a kid."
" Are you insinuating that I don't know how to take care of my own children?" Kevin said with a hint of anger in his voice.
" I'm just saying that sometimes it seems that you'd rather be the cool dad than the disciplinary and that's not always the best way to be." Kevin grabbed her by the arms.
" Let go of me!" She tried to squirm out of his tight grip.
" Not until you take that back!" She pushed him and started to walk away when he grabbed her by the waist. She elbowed him in his side and he turned her around and slapped her in the face.
" Dad?" Adam stood next to the stairs, confused by what he saw. He had seen his parents argue before but never physically fight. They had always managed to cover that up.
" Son." Adam turned around and ran back up the stairs.
" See, a real dad wouldn't do that. Especially in front of his son."
" Mom" Monica snapped back into reality.
" Yeah?"
" Why are you crying?" Monica quickly wiped her tears away.
" No reason, sweetie. Hey are you still hungry? How about we go get some food and then spend the night in a hotel. Okay?"
" Umm… okay!" Minutes later Monica pulled over at the Starlight Diner. After they were seated in a booth and already ordered. Adam turned to Monica as she was trying to get Ashley to sit still. " Do you want me to hate dad too?"
Monica looked up, " What?"
" I heard you arguing with him on the phone earlier and we didn't tell him we were leaving. I figured you hated him. "
" I don't want you to say hate, it's a strong word. You should only say it when you mean it. And I don't hate your dad. I… I don't want what goes on between your father and I to affect how you feel about either one of us."
" But he hurts you, doesn't he?" Monica sighed.
" Yes, he has and I don't want him to hurt you guys. That's why we had to leave."
" Oh. So, we're not going back home, are we?"
" Well you have another grandmother that you don't know about. I thought we could stay with her until we get our own house. You like that idea?"
" I guess so." After a moment of silence, Adam spoke up again. " Mom, I love you and I won't let dad hurt you. Even if I have to do some of my karate moves on him."
" Thanks Adam. That's comforting." Monica joked. Just then, the waiter came with their food. As they walked out of the restaurant, Adam stopped.
" What's wrong?" Monica asked.
" When we were in the car I saw that car with the New York license plate on it. That's the car I want when I get older. " He pointed to a red eclipse with a man in side it who seemed to be yelling at someone on the phone. Monica spotted on one of the windows, a sticker. It was the sticker that Kevin made all his employees put on their car.
" Come on let's go." She did a fake yawn. " I'm really tired. So lets go." She hurried the two into the car and speed off. By time the guy in the eclipse got off the phone and began to look for them in the diner, they were already gone. 10 minutes passed, Monica saw that she needed gas. She pulled into a gas station and started to pump the gas. " I'm gonna go pay. Stay in the car and honk if you need anything." While waiting on line, she overheard a conversation going on near by.
" I hate that truck!" A blonde whined to a guy in a cowboy hat.
" What do you have against Ol' Betsy?"
" Travis, it's just that- She's old! Besides, I don't like trucks. If you really love you would sell it." She started to play with his shirt and Monica rolled her eyes.
" Fine. When we get to Sean's, I'll sell it."
" No! I can't wait that long! I'm not getting back in that truck."
" Tracy you're being unreasonable! How am I gonna sell it here!" Monica chose this time to cut in.
" I can help you with that."
*****
Blake turned the corner and couldn't find them anywhere. Once again, he messed up. If he hadn't taken his eye off them for that split second, he'd still be following him and he wouldn't get in trouble with Mr. Guy. You don't want to piss Kevin Guy off.
' This is all Christine's fault. She knows this is my job. I can't help it if I have to miss the party. I was ordered to follow this woman and her kids. It's not like I chose to do it." He hit the steering wheel. " Damn it! I shouldn't have been arguing with Christine while on duty!" Just then the familiar car pulled from a side road on to the main one. ' Yes! There is a god!' Blake put on his siren and signaled the car ahead to pull over. When they did, He got out of the car with his gun pointing ahead.
" Get out the car now!" He yelled. Suddenly, the two front doors open and a man with a cowboy hat and a blonde woman came out.
" What's going on?" The guy asked. Blake looked at the licensee plate number on the car and then at the numbers he wrote down earlier.
" Shit! She switched cars!" He hit the hood of the car in frustration.
*****
" Chandler, my man." He looked up from the desk and saw Kevin at the doorway.
" Kevin, Kevin. What brings you here?" Chandler asked, getting up to put a file away.
" Well," Kevin went to sit in Chandler's chair. He put his feet up on the desk and Chandler just shook his head. " I've got a bit of a problem and need your help."
To be continued….