Title: A Dish Best Served Cold
Author: Katelynne
Rating: G
Characters: Frank, Jake, Alex, Monica, Cody, and Scott.
Disclaimer. I don't own any of the characters from UC: Undercover. But, Scott is my creation. I don't have a lot of money (hey, I can't even afford to fix my car!) so please don't sue me, Mr. Salerno or Mr. Devito!
Description: Part 5 of my Cody/Kelly series. Scott's in trouble!
Category: Revenge - no violence.
Feedback: please, on list or off, kate@seattleu.edu
Monica sat in the bar, dressed to the nines. Black mini skirt, leopard print silk blouse, spiked heels, and big curly hair. I hate big curly hair. Monica thought and sipped on her Coke. She moved her purse slightly, so the camera could get a clear shot of the man at the table. He was kissing a red head. It was time. "I'm going in." she muttered nearly inaudibly. She shifted from the seat into a standing position and fixed her clothes for maximum impact. Cody's voice came down the wire, "Careful Monica. this guy is a total shark."
She smiled and waltzed over to table, an evil look on her face. "What do you think you're doing??" she yelled, in her crazy woman voice
Scott looked up from the redhead who stared at Monica, fear coming into her eyes. "I don't know what you mean," he stammered.
"Weren't you the one who handed me that tired line, once you go black you can never go back?" She snapped, shaking her hair around.
"I think you may have me mistaken for someone .." Scott began, cut off by Monica waving one perfectly manicured finger in his face, "Oh no. don't try that bull with me Scotty. I thought we had something special.." Monica looked sadly at the redhead; "I guess you probably told Miss Thang here that she was the only one??"
The redhead swung her head around to look at Scott, "You sonuvabitch!!" she cried. Monica smiled. She leaned over, "Don't ever call me again you cheating bastard." She turned quickly on her heel and left, hearing Scott behind her, "I swear. I don't know who that woman is.."
Cody's voice again came through to her, "Phase 1 of Operation Heartless Half-wit complete." She contained her giggles until she was out of the bar.
Inside the van, Cody and Frank both shared smiles. Cody raised his hand up as if to high five the man, but Frank just looked at him blankly. Cody lowered his hand to his neck, scratching it. "I. didn't want to. ahh. anyway." he said nervously. Monica pulled open the side door to the van and climbed in. "Did you see the look on his face? Priceless!" Cody nodded, "Yeah. you could almost see him ticking off in his head, making sure he didn't know you. I almost came in there and kicked the guy's ass myself." Cody felt sick knowing that Scott had probably been cheating on Kelly for a while now, with different women. He didn't understand it. Kelly of all people.
Frank leaned down, "Did take care of the other items, like I asked?"
Cody nodded, "Yeah. credit cards were reported stolen as off 6:30 pm this evening and Mr. Scott Alan Wellington, now has $357 dollars in unpaid parking tickets." He smiled to himself, "I also suspended his driver's license."
"That may have been going too far." Frank said, "But I like it."
"Aren't you worried that we'll all get in trouble for this?" Monica asked, looking at the two of them.
Frank looked at her, "The likelihood of this coming back to us is very minimal. if Cody's as good as he thinks he is."
Cody looked hurt, "I am. I covered my tracks so well.. Well, even I couldn't find them again." He shook his head, blown away by the thought that anything would be beyond his capabilities.
Monica smiled at him. Frank added seriously, "That guy messed with the wrong girl."
Inside the bar, the redhead poured her drink on his head and stormed off. Scott sighed heavily and called the waitress over and handed her his credit card to pay for the drinks. A few moments later, she returned and said, "I'm sorry. I can't accept this card." Scott was stunned. "What do you mean?? I know I'm not over my balance."
The waitress offered him a thin smile, "The card was reported stolen. I am supposed to call the police. but, you're known to be a very . nice tipper so I will just let you go."
Scott swore and threw down some cash on the table. He left, quickly.
The next day, Scott walked down the street toward his apartment. He was on his cell phone, calling in sick to work. "Yeah. I know we've got a deadline . but my car was impounded last night."
The secretary for Newmar Construction tittered, "What'd you do?"
"Nothing. the cop said something about unpaid parking tickets. and my license was suspended.
The girl laughed again, "Sounds like you've been a bad boy."
I don't understand any of it. I think someone is messing with me." Scott sighed heavily.
"Sounds to me like your paranoid." The girl told him.
"Just tell Chuck I'll be gone. if I get things cleared up I'll come in this afternoon." Scott hung up.
He walked up the front steps of his apartment building, not noticing the dark haired man who had just gotten out of a car, parked at the curb. Jake jogged over to Scott and yelled, "You BASTARD!! He took a swing at him, which Scott avoided narrowly.
"Jesus. what'd I do now??" Scott whined.
"See that lady over there?" He pointed to Alex who was sitting in the car, dabbing at her eyes as if she were crying. "She confessed everything to me. begged me not to drive over here."
"I don't know her." Scott said.
Jake looked suddenly more pissed off, "You don't remember her??? You take advantage of my wife when she's drunk and you can't even remember her???" Jake got a wild look in his eyes and pushed Scott to the ground, "Just take a little bit of advice. keep your thing in your pants and your hands off of my wife. If you can do that. I won't mess you up." Jake walked away.
Scott got to his feet slowly. "What the hell is going on??" He wondered out loud. Unlocking the front door of his apartment building, Scott was greeted by his landlord. "Hey. Wellington. I don't want no trouble around here. I run a pretty nice building."
"If you mean that out front. I honestly don't know what that guy was talking about." Scott explained.
"That. the guy earlier. I just don't want no trouble." the landlord shrugged.
"Wait. what guy earlier?" Scott asked, bewildered.
The landlord looked at him, "Some guy came here looking for you. scary guy. tall, dark hair. had an accent. He was very . threatening."
"Threatening?" Scott asked.
"Yeah. said to tell you 'we know where you live now. you can't hide from us.'. Also. he looked like he was packing heat." The landlord said, a quiver coming to his voice.
"Heat? You mean he had a gun?" Scott's face went pale. He walked away mumbling to himself "I thought I paid those debts ages ago."
Frank greeted Jake and Alex as they came into the nest, "How'd it go."
"Just like we planned." Jake said. Alex added, "Of course.. What about you?"
"Things went fine. I made sure the landlord would pass the message onto Scott." He looked at Cody. "Good work."
Cody beamed, "It was nothing."
Frank shrugged, "No. finding out that information about the old gambling debts really clinched this thing for us." He looked at the entire team, "I know I asked a lot of you guys, the past two days.. But I appreciate your help." He walked away and headed up to his office. Jake, Alex, Cody, and Monica looked at each other; pleased with the praise they'd been given.
A couple days later, Kelly stopped by to drop off some cookies for her uncle. Cody and Monica were sitting at the table. Kelly beamed at them, "Hey Cody." She nodded at Monica whom she hadn't met before.
Cody sat up straighter, "Hey Kel. this is Monica. Monica this is Donavan's niece, Kelly." Kelly reached out for Monica's hand. Monica flashed a quick grin at Cody and then grasped Kelly's hand, "Nice to meet you."
"Is my uncle here?" She asked them. Just then Frank's deep voice came from the stairs, "I thought I heard the sound of my favorite nieces voice." He smiled broadly at her. Monica smirked, Never seen that before.
Kelly chuckled, "Thanks Uncle Frank. but you only say that because I brought you cookies. Your favorite."
"Peanut Butter with.." Frank began and Kelly finished, "with chocolate chips .. Yes." She held the plate out to him. He immediately pulled back the plastic wrap and grabbed one, taking a bite.
Cody smiled, "It's nice to see you in a good mood, Kelly."
She wrestled the plate away from her uncle and walked to the table. She offered Monica and Cody a cookie. "I know I probably shouldn't let it get me excited. but my dad called me this morning. apparently Scott called and quit. he left town. rather suddenly from the sounds of it." She shrugged, "I guess it makes me happy, because now I don't have to worry about running into him anywhere."
Frank nodded, "I think we can all understand." He licked a stray cookie crumb off of his thumb. "Can't we?" The other's nodded.
Kelly grinned at them, "Hey. I'll eat to that." She grabbed one and happily took a bite.
The End
Author: Katelynne
Rating: G
Characters: Frank, Jake, Alex, Monica, Cody, and Scott.
Disclaimer. I don't own any of the characters from UC: Undercover. But, Scott is my creation. I don't have a lot of money (hey, I can't even afford to fix my car!) so please don't sue me, Mr. Salerno or Mr. Devito!
Description: Part 5 of my Cody/Kelly series. Scott's in trouble!
Category: Revenge - no violence.
Feedback: please, on list or off, kate@seattleu.edu
Monica sat in the bar, dressed to the nines. Black mini skirt, leopard print silk blouse, spiked heels, and big curly hair. I hate big curly hair. Monica thought and sipped on her Coke. She moved her purse slightly, so the camera could get a clear shot of the man at the table. He was kissing a red head. It was time. "I'm going in." she muttered nearly inaudibly. She shifted from the seat into a standing position and fixed her clothes for maximum impact. Cody's voice came down the wire, "Careful Monica. this guy is a total shark."
She smiled and waltzed over to table, an evil look on her face. "What do you think you're doing??" she yelled, in her crazy woman voice
Scott looked up from the redhead who stared at Monica, fear coming into her eyes. "I don't know what you mean," he stammered.
"Weren't you the one who handed me that tired line, once you go black you can never go back?" She snapped, shaking her hair around.
"I think you may have me mistaken for someone .." Scott began, cut off by Monica waving one perfectly manicured finger in his face, "Oh no. don't try that bull with me Scotty. I thought we had something special.." Monica looked sadly at the redhead; "I guess you probably told Miss Thang here that she was the only one??"
The redhead swung her head around to look at Scott, "You sonuvabitch!!" she cried. Monica smiled. She leaned over, "Don't ever call me again you cheating bastard." She turned quickly on her heel and left, hearing Scott behind her, "I swear. I don't know who that woman is.."
Cody's voice again came through to her, "Phase 1 of Operation Heartless Half-wit complete." She contained her giggles until she was out of the bar.
Inside the van, Cody and Frank both shared smiles. Cody raised his hand up as if to high five the man, but Frank just looked at him blankly. Cody lowered his hand to his neck, scratching it. "I. didn't want to. ahh. anyway." he said nervously. Monica pulled open the side door to the van and climbed in. "Did you see the look on his face? Priceless!" Cody nodded, "Yeah. you could almost see him ticking off in his head, making sure he didn't know you. I almost came in there and kicked the guy's ass myself." Cody felt sick knowing that Scott had probably been cheating on Kelly for a while now, with different women. He didn't understand it. Kelly of all people.
Frank leaned down, "Did take care of the other items, like I asked?"
Cody nodded, "Yeah. credit cards were reported stolen as off 6:30 pm this evening and Mr. Scott Alan Wellington, now has $357 dollars in unpaid parking tickets." He smiled to himself, "I also suspended his driver's license."
"That may have been going too far." Frank said, "But I like it."
"Aren't you worried that we'll all get in trouble for this?" Monica asked, looking at the two of them.
Frank looked at her, "The likelihood of this coming back to us is very minimal. if Cody's as good as he thinks he is."
Cody looked hurt, "I am. I covered my tracks so well.. Well, even I couldn't find them again." He shook his head, blown away by the thought that anything would be beyond his capabilities.
Monica smiled at him. Frank added seriously, "That guy messed with the wrong girl."
Inside the bar, the redhead poured her drink on his head and stormed off. Scott sighed heavily and called the waitress over and handed her his credit card to pay for the drinks. A few moments later, she returned and said, "I'm sorry. I can't accept this card." Scott was stunned. "What do you mean?? I know I'm not over my balance."
The waitress offered him a thin smile, "The card was reported stolen. I am supposed to call the police. but, you're known to be a very . nice tipper so I will just let you go."
Scott swore and threw down some cash on the table. He left, quickly.
The next day, Scott walked down the street toward his apartment. He was on his cell phone, calling in sick to work. "Yeah. I know we've got a deadline . but my car was impounded last night."
The secretary for Newmar Construction tittered, "What'd you do?"
"Nothing. the cop said something about unpaid parking tickets. and my license was suspended.
The girl laughed again, "Sounds like you've been a bad boy."
I don't understand any of it. I think someone is messing with me." Scott sighed heavily.
"Sounds to me like your paranoid." The girl told him.
"Just tell Chuck I'll be gone. if I get things cleared up I'll come in this afternoon." Scott hung up.
He walked up the front steps of his apartment building, not noticing the dark haired man who had just gotten out of a car, parked at the curb. Jake jogged over to Scott and yelled, "You BASTARD!! He took a swing at him, which Scott avoided narrowly.
"Jesus. what'd I do now??" Scott whined.
"See that lady over there?" He pointed to Alex who was sitting in the car, dabbing at her eyes as if she were crying. "She confessed everything to me. begged me not to drive over here."
"I don't know her." Scott said.
Jake looked suddenly more pissed off, "You don't remember her??? You take advantage of my wife when she's drunk and you can't even remember her???" Jake got a wild look in his eyes and pushed Scott to the ground, "Just take a little bit of advice. keep your thing in your pants and your hands off of my wife. If you can do that. I won't mess you up." Jake walked away.
Scott got to his feet slowly. "What the hell is going on??" He wondered out loud. Unlocking the front door of his apartment building, Scott was greeted by his landlord. "Hey. Wellington. I don't want no trouble around here. I run a pretty nice building."
"If you mean that out front. I honestly don't know what that guy was talking about." Scott explained.
"That. the guy earlier. I just don't want no trouble." the landlord shrugged.
"Wait. what guy earlier?" Scott asked, bewildered.
The landlord looked at him, "Some guy came here looking for you. scary guy. tall, dark hair. had an accent. He was very . threatening."
"Threatening?" Scott asked.
"Yeah. said to tell you 'we know where you live now. you can't hide from us.'. Also. he looked like he was packing heat." The landlord said, a quiver coming to his voice.
"Heat? You mean he had a gun?" Scott's face went pale. He walked away mumbling to himself "I thought I paid those debts ages ago."
Frank greeted Jake and Alex as they came into the nest, "How'd it go."
"Just like we planned." Jake said. Alex added, "Of course.. What about you?"
"Things went fine. I made sure the landlord would pass the message onto Scott." He looked at Cody. "Good work."
Cody beamed, "It was nothing."
Frank shrugged, "No. finding out that information about the old gambling debts really clinched this thing for us." He looked at the entire team, "I know I asked a lot of you guys, the past two days.. But I appreciate your help." He walked away and headed up to his office. Jake, Alex, Cody, and Monica looked at each other; pleased with the praise they'd been given.
A couple days later, Kelly stopped by to drop off some cookies for her uncle. Cody and Monica were sitting at the table. Kelly beamed at them, "Hey Cody." She nodded at Monica whom she hadn't met before.
Cody sat up straighter, "Hey Kel. this is Monica. Monica this is Donavan's niece, Kelly." Kelly reached out for Monica's hand. Monica flashed a quick grin at Cody and then grasped Kelly's hand, "Nice to meet you."
"Is my uncle here?" She asked them. Just then Frank's deep voice came from the stairs, "I thought I heard the sound of my favorite nieces voice." He smiled broadly at her. Monica smirked, Never seen that before.
Kelly chuckled, "Thanks Uncle Frank. but you only say that because I brought you cookies. Your favorite."
"Peanut Butter with.." Frank began and Kelly finished, "with chocolate chips .. Yes." She held the plate out to him. He immediately pulled back the plastic wrap and grabbed one, taking a bite.
Cody smiled, "It's nice to see you in a good mood, Kelly."
She wrestled the plate away from her uncle and walked to the table. She offered Monica and Cody a cookie. "I know I probably shouldn't let it get me excited. but my dad called me this morning. apparently Scott called and quit. he left town. rather suddenly from the sounds of it." She shrugged, "I guess it makes me happy, because now I don't have to worry about running into him anywhere."
Frank nodded, "I think we can all understand." He licked a stray cookie crumb off of his thumb. "Can't we?" The other's nodded.
Kelly grinned at them, "Hey. I'll eat to that." She grabbed one and happily took a bite.
The End