Philip frowned as he was rummaging through the house, and yet found no sign
of his younger friend anywhere. He had been looking for two hours already.
The mustang and bike were there, no jacket was missing, but the only thing
that wasn't there was Nick.
It did not make any sense to the priest. The children were already fast
asleep after the very exciting movie; some cartoon of Disney which he did
not even remembered the name of. Something to do with a blue monster.
Now all he needed to do was to find the missing security chief before he could have some rest himself.
"Nick? Where are ya?"
Right, if Nick could answer that question, he would not be spending his time looking through the entire house. Still, somehow yelling always helped, if not to assure himself he was going to find his friend.
"NICK!"
He hoped the children would stay in bed, because no doubt his yelling was waking them up, or they would wake soon. He was so lost in thoughts that he did not heard the knocking on the wall not so far from him, nor the muffled sounds of screaming. Nick on the other end of the wall was getting desperate, he had been screaming his lunges out, and still his Irish friend did not hear hi, his fists were raw from knocking against the wall as well. He really felt miserable. When he was out of this, and his colleagues were back to their old selves. they really were going to owe him a big present. Something with chocolate and a nice long vacation.
"Philip, I'm here, in the wall!"
He wasn't expecting an answer, in the belief that the priest was already gone, walking his round again, that was until he heard the surprised voice of Philip, close to where he was. "What are ya doing in th' walls?"
"Duh! I'm locked in the secret passageway, the door won't open and I can't go to another door because my flashlight is broken."
There was a moment of silence before there was an answer, and Nick could hear that Philip was even more surprised. He could understand that, he had never known there were passage ways here until Derek just suddenly appeared in his bedroom. But of course, Derek had been presumed dead, so he was more shocked about that then the way his boss had found entry to his bedroom. After a few days he had blocked the closet that was the entry to his room, just to be sure, Derek in his bedroom without knocking was something that could not happen again, what if he was in the shower? Nope, it was better this way.
"There are secret passage ways here in the house?"
The ex navy seal rolled his eyes in the dark, and nodded, which was of course lost to the man on the other side of the wall. "Well they're not so secret anymore, now are they? Could you please get me out of here?"
Another hesitation before the Irish man replied, as his brown eyes searched the walls, looking for a way to open a door he could not even see. It was madness, it was just a big wall to him, and there was not even a bookcase or something else they used.
"How? There is nothing here."
Okay that was true, he had always known where the button was, but to Philip it was indeed just a wall. After fifteen minutes of trying to guide Philip to the right button, the door finally opened, and he had to squint against the bright light. The priest laughed at he sight, there was Nick, again covered in dust, various webs sticking in his hair, his face black from dust, not to mention his clothes. "Ya need ta shower again my friend."
A growl was all the response he received as Nick stalked away, no doubt heading to his room to shower and getting some rest. A glance at the clock told him it as three am. Time to rest indeed. Of course, Nick was not that lucky as he finally slept since days, that was until little Alex knew it was morning and so her time to crawl into bed with Ick. A deep sigh vibrated through the room, as one of the occupants tried his best not to burst into a stream of swears. Today, he swore, today they were going to return to their old selves, one way or the other, before he was ready to throw himself for the next train that passed through San Francisco.
Now all he needed to do was to find the missing security chief before he could have some rest himself.
"Nick? Where are ya?"
Right, if Nick could answer that question, he would not be spending his time looking through the entire house. Still, somehow yelling always helped, if not to assure himself he was going to find his friend.
"NICK!"
He hoped the children would stay in bed, because no doubt his yelling was waking them up, or they would wake soon. He was so lost in thoughts that he did not heard the knocking on the wall not so far from him, nor the muffled sounds of screaming. Nick on the other end of the wall was getting desperate, he had been screaming his lunges out, and still his Irish friend did not hear hi, his fists were raw from knocking against the wall as well. He really felt miserable. When he was out of this, and his colleagues were back to their old selves. they really were going to owe him a big present. Something with chocolate and a nice long vacation.
"Philip, I'm here, in the wall!"
He wasn't expecting an answer, in the belief that the priest was already gone, walking his round again, that was until he heard the surprised voice of Philip, close to where he was. "What are ya doing in th' walls?"
"Duh! I'm locked in the secret passageway, the door won't open and I can't go to another door because my flashlight is broken."
There was a moment of silence before there was an answer, and Nick could hear that Philip was even more surprised. He could understand that, he had never known there were passage ways here until Derek just suddenly appeared in his bedroom. But of course, Derek had been presumed dead, so he was more shocked about that then the way his boss had found entry to his bedroom. After a few days he had blocked the closet that was the entry to his room, just to be sure, Derek in his bedroom without knocking was something that could not happen again, what if he was in the shower? Nope, it was better this way.
"There are secret passage ways here in the house?"
The ex navy seal rolled his eyes in the dark, and nodded, which was of course lost to the man on the other side of the wall. "Well they're not so secret anymore, now are they? Could you please get me out of here?"
Another hesitation before the Irish man replied, as his brown eyes searched the walls, looking for a way to open a door he could not even see. It was madness, it was just a big wall to him, and there was not even a bookcase or something else they used.
"How? There is nothing here."
Okay that was true, he had always known where the button was, but to Philip it was indeed just a wall. After fifteen minutes of trying to guide Philip to the right button, the door finally opened, and he had to squint against the bright light. The priest laughed at he sight, there was Nick, again covered in dust, various webs sticking in his hair, his face black from dust, not to mention his clothes. "Ya need ta shower again my friend."
A growl was all the response he received as Nick stalked away, no doubt heading to his room to shower and getting some rest. A glance at the clock told him it as three am. Time to rest indeed. Of course, Nick was not that lucky as he finally slept since days, that was until little Alex knew it was morning and so her time to crawl into bed with Ick. A deep sigh vibrated through the room, as one of the occupants tried his best not to burst into a stream of swears. Today, he swore, today they were going to return to their old selves, one way or the other, before he was ready to throw himself for the next train that passed through San Francisco.