A/N: Big thank you to kushelkitten and villianbabe for your reviews of the
last chapter.
A/N #2: This chapter isn't too good since I was really tired while I was writting it. But I hope you will enjoy it anyway.
Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters. Nor do I own Necco waffers, which get mentioned here. Also I made up the flower color at the end of the chapter.
XIII
Tea, Ice and Roses
Dylan and Anthony
A servant opened the door to the mansion and allowed us inside. "Mr. Norris is expecting you in the greenhouse," the man said, closing the door once we had stepped into the foyer. "Follow me please." He turned and walked down a hallway to the left of us.
Anthony and I followed him, looking around as we did so.
The house was lavishly decorated with art from several different eras. One room we passed and looked into had paintings from the Italian Renaissance and antique furniture that looked like it was from the same time period.
"Are the furnishings in that room authentic?" I asked the servant.
"They are ma'am," the man answered. He came to a door that led to the backyard and he opened it, letting us go out first. "Mr. Norris traveled throughout Europe to acquire most of the furniture and art in the house." He turned and then led us down to the large greenhouse that was in the middle of the expansive backyard.
Anthony
The servant announced them to Norris' father once they had entered the greenhouse.
"Mr. and Mrs. O'Kelly," Norris' father said once the servant had left. "It's a pleasure to see you both again."
"We're happy to be here," Anthony said.
"Yes, of course you are," Norris' father said. "Now I know your names, but you don't know mine. I'm Edward Norris." He held his hand out to Anthony, who shook it quickly, then to Dylan, who hesitated for a moment before taking the offered hand and shaking it.
"Zachary, the man who brought you here, is going to get your Ice," Norris said. "While you wait, would you care to have some iced tea with me?"
"That would be nice," Dylan said with an obvious forced smile.
"Follow me then," Norris said. He led them down a stone path towards a little clearing with a table and four chair in the middle.
Anthony and Dylan sat down across from Norris. While he poured the tea, they glanced around at the trees and plants that were surrounding the clearing. Anthony spied some blue roses and made a note of it for later.
Dylan
Norris gave me a glass with iced tea first.
I took a little sip and then put the glass back on the table in front of me. I wasn't thirsty at all.
"So, how long have you two been married?" Norris asked when he had finished pouring the tea for Anthony and himself.
"A year and a half this past July," I said quickly, glancing over at Anthony. I saw him nod his head out of the corner of my eye.
"That's great," Norris said, smiling slightly. "Any children planned, if you don't mind my asking?"
"Oh. Well..." I began, looking over at Anthony.
"Not at the moment Mr. Norris," Anthony said.
"Maybe in the future," I then said.
"Good, good," Norris said. He took a sip of tea. "I must say that I enjoyed being a father to Jay when he was younger. Now though, we're more business partners than anything else."
"What about your daughter that you talked about the other night?" I asked before I could stop myself.
Norris glanced at me for a moment before saying, "I highly doubt that she would want anything to do with me if I ever found her."
'You've got that right,' I thought in my mid. I nodded to his response and then Anthony put his hand on top of mine.
"My wife was adopted and spent some time trying to find her parents," Anthony said.
"And did you find them Mrs. O'Kelly?" Norris asked.
"I did," I said. "My mother had died six years after she gave me up. And my father had died just before I was born."
It seemed Norris was about to say something about what I said when his son walked into the clearing. "Ah, there you are Jay," Norris said.
"I've brought the O'Kelly's Ice," Jay said nodding to us.
"Good, now let me take a look at the box before we hand it over to them," Norris said. He then said to us, "That's just to make sure the stuff is pure before you take it." Jay handed him the simple cardboard box that he had been carrying, which Norris then opened. He took out what looked like a package Necco wafers.
Norris opened the package and took out a dark black wafer, sniffing it. "This looks alright," he said, putting the package back and closing the box. He stood up and waited for us to do the same.
Anthony got out of his chair first and said to Norris, "I was wondering if I might pick a blue rose for my wife?"
Norris looked surprised for a moment then nodded. He then said to his son, "Jay, give him one of the miniature blue ones we've got too." When Anthony and Jay had left, Norris turned to me and smiled. "You're husband's a thoughtful man," he said.
"He is," I agreed. "He knows that I love the color blue. So that's probably why he asked for the rose."
Anthony and Jay came back into the clearing. Anthony walked over to me and gave me a blue rosebud with a long stem.
Jay then gave Anthony the pot with the miniature blue roses in it and took the box with the Ice from his father.
"It was a pleasure doing business with you," Norris said, nodding to us. "Jay will take the box to your car and get the payment.
Anthony and I said our goodbyes to him and then followed Jay out of the greenhouse to the house and then out to Anthony's car.
"Just keep this hidden and you should be able to get it home safely," Jay said to us as he put the box in the trunk. "You are going to be driving back to San Francisco?"
"Yeah," I said, handing him a fake check to pay for the Ice while Anthony put the flowerpot into the trunk next to the box.
"Well it was a pleasure to have met you both," Jay said. He shook my hand and then Anthony's. "If you're ever here in L.A. again, give us a visit."
"We will," I said as Anthony and I got into his car.
When we had gotten on the street and away from the house, I took off my wig, let my hair down and took out my contacts.
At the bottom of the hill, Anthony stopped the car and took off his wig and contact.
While he was doing that, I took out my cell phone and texted Alex and Natalie's cell phones in case they were still at the Newman's. 'Got the Ice,' my message read, 'A and I will be at lab in 10 min. -Dylan.'
A/N #2: This chapter isn't too good since I was really tired while I was writting it. But I hope you will enjoy it anyway.
Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters. Nor do I own Necco waffers, which get mentioned here. Also I made up the flower color at the end of the chapter.
XIII
Tea, Ice and Roses
Dylan and Anthony
A servant opened the door to the mansion and allowed us inside. "Mr. Norris is expecting you in the greenhouse," the man said, closing the door once we had stepped into the foyer. "Follow me please." He turned and walked down a hallway to the left of us.
Anthony and I followed him, looking around as we did so.
The house was lavishly decorated with art from several different eras. One room we passed and looked into had paintings from the Italian Renaissance and antique furniture that looked like it was from the same time period.
"Are the furnishings in that room authentic?" I asked the servant.
"They are ma'am," the man answered. He came to a door that led to the backyard and he opened it, letting us go out first. "Mr. Norris traveled throughout Europe to acquire most of the furniture and art in the house." He turned and then led us down to the large greenhouse that was in the middle of the expansive backyard.
Anthony
The servant announced them to Norris' father once they had entered the greenhouse.
"Mr. and Mrs. O'Kelly," Norris' father said once the servant had left. "It's a pleasure to see you both again."
"We're happy to be here," Anthony said.
"Yes, of course you are," Norris' father said. "Now I know your names, but you don't know mine. I'm Edward Norris." He held his hand out to Anthony, who shook it quickly, then to Dylan, who hesitated for a moment before taking the offered hand and shaking it.
"Zachary, the man who brought you here, is going to get your Ice," Norris said. "While you wait, would you care to have some iced tea with me?"
"That would be nice," Dylan said with an obvious forced smile.
"Follow me then," Norris said. He led them down a stone path towards a little clearing with a table and four chair in the middle.
Anthony and Dylan sat down across from Norris. While he poured the tea, they glanced around at the trees and plants that were surrounding the clearing. Anthony spied some blue roses and made a note of it for later.
Dylan
Norris gave me a glass with iced tea first.
I took a little sip and then put the glass back on the table in front of me. I wasn't thirsty at all.
"So, how long have you two been married?" Norris asked when he had finished pouring the tea for Anthony and himself.
"A year and a half this past July," I said quickly, glancing over at Anthony. I saw him nod his head out of the corner of my eye.
"That's great," Norris said, smiling slightly. "Any children planned, if you don't mind my asking?"
"Oh. Well..." I began, looking over at Anthony.
"Not at the moment Mr. Norris," Anthony said.
"Maybe in the future," I then said.
"Good, good," Norris said. He took a sip of tea. "I must say that I enjoyed being a father to Jay when he was younger. Now though, we're more business partners than anything else."
"What about your daughter that you talked about the other night?" I asked before I could stop myself.
Norris glanced at me for a moment before saying, "I highly doubt that she would want anything to do with me if I ever found her."
'You've got that right,' I thought in my mid. I nodded to his response and then Anthony put his hand on top of mine.
"My wife was adopted and spent some time trying to find her parents," Anthony said.
"And did you find them Mrs. O'Kelly?" Norris asked.
"I did," I said. "My mother had died six years after she gave me up. And my father had died just before I was born."
It seemed Norris was about to say something about what I said when his son walked into the clearing. "Ah, there you are Jay," Norris said.
"I've brought the O'Kelly's Ice," Jay said nodding to us.
"Good, now let me take a look at the box before we hand it over to them," Norris said. He then said to us, "That's just to make sure the stuff is pure before you take it." Jay handed him the simple cardboard box that he had been carrying, which Norris then opened. He took out what looked like a package Necco wafers.
Norris opened the package and took out a dark black wafer, sniffing it. "This looks alright," he said, putting the package back and closing the box. He stood up and waited for us to do the same.
Anthony got out of his chair first and said to Norris, "I was wondering if I might pick a blue rose for my wife?"
Norris looked surprised for a moment then nodded. He then said to his son, "Jay, give him one of the miniature blue ones we've got too." When Anthony and Jay had left, Norris turned to me and smiled. "You're husband's a thoughtful man," he said.
"He is," I agreed. "He knows that I love the color blue. So that's probably why he asked for the rose."
Anthony and Jay came back into the clearing. Anthony walked over to me and gave me a blue rosebud with a long stem.
Jay then gave Anthony the pot with the miniature blue roses in it and took the box with the Ice from his father.
"It was a pleasure doing business with you," Norris said, nodding to us. "Jay will take the box to your car and get the payment.
Anthony and I said our goodbyes to him and then followed Jay out of the greenhouse to the house and then out to Anthony's car.
"Just keep this hidden and you should be able to get it home safely," Jay said to us as he put the box in the trunk. "You are going to be driving back to San Francisco?"
"Yeah," I said, handing him a fake check to pay for the Ice while Anthony put the flowerpot into the trunk next to the box.
"Well it was a pleasure to have met you both," Jay said. He shook my hand and then Anthony's. "If you're ever here in L.A. again, give us a visit."
"We will," I said as Anthony and I got into his car.
When we had gotten on the street and away from the house, I took off my wig, let my hair down and took out my contacts.
At the bottom of the hill, Anthony stopped the car and took off his wig and contact.
While he was doing that, I took out my cell phone and texted Alex and Natalie's cell phones in case they were still at the Newman's. 'Got the Ice,' my message read, 'A and I will be at lab in 10 min. -Dylan.'