A/N: I'm ba-ack! And here to give you more of this story! Hope you like
it!
Lockdown: I wish I could burn Vince too, but unfortunately he is needed for part of the rest of the story. And although the idea the boys had may not work, that doesn't mean that all hope is gone---oh, and Spinelli didn't see Vince and HK, she only heard their voices---keep reading!
Damson rhee: Thank you ::hugs back:: aren't they sweet? Lets hope it works out, now that they realized how to be better friends---I did have a nice couple days off and now I'm back for awhile—stay tuned!
Angel9220042004: It's ok and I hope everything works out for you---thanks for reading and I hope you stay tuned!
Depressed Sweden-Lover: And let's hope it all works out! Stay tuned!
Clintronic Waldrop: This actually follows the movie very closely, with a few added bits of Recess-ness. Thank you to coming to my defense, and understanding the point I was making. Keep reading!
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The next morning TJ went into work, depressed over the fact that everything in his life was going wrong. He had blown any chance her could have had with Spinelli and he had also lost the campaign that could have given him his big break in the advertising world. As he walked into the coffee room, he checked Peter's cubicle to say hello and to ask if he wanted any coffee. However, to his surprise, Peter wasn't there, which was unusual since he never missed a day of work since he began working for the company. Shrugging, he walked back into the coffee room and poured himself a cup when he saw Maggie the receptionist.
"Hey, Maggie, have you seen Peter?" TJ asked, hoping she would have some information on his whereabouts.
Maggie looked at him with sad sympathetic eyes. "I guess nobody told you, but Peter had a heart attack last night, he's staying at the Shady Pines Nursing Home," (points to whoever gets that)
"Thanks, Maggie, um, tell the boss I went to go see him, I'll stay late tonight to make up for the hours I missed,' TJ called as he grabbed his keys and sped out of the office and hailed a cab to Shady Pines. When he arrived, he stopped at the desk and asked to see Peter. The woman smiled at him and pointed to a room where a man was screaming about the quality of the nursing home meals.
"Hey Peter," TJ called as he walked into the room.
"TJ, what are you doing here?" Peter asked, as he watched the game on TV, still clutching that beloved baseball.
"I came to see you. I heard about what happened and since you and I always had a close, yet somewhat odd relationship, um yeah," TJ's voice faded as he noticed the blank look on Peter's face. "I guess he's a bit out of it," TJ thought to himself.
"I heard about what happened with Spinelli," Peter said suddenly, interrupting TJ's thoughts. "I'm sorry, I honestly thought things would work out for you two. Muriel, Franklin and I used to have a bet going on about when you two would get together, because we all saw the cute chemistry you two always had."
"You noticed that?" TJ asked, blushing because he had no idea that his former school principal and now coworker even knew about his crush on Spinelli.
"Oh, come on, the way you always put yourself on the line for her, I mean I'm surprised you didn't call the president when she made that chalk picture and you wanted to save it. You two were always so adorable, and I have a feeling it isn't over yet. I think something will happen that will bring you two together again." Peter smiled at him, letting the ball fall between his hands gently.
"Wishful thinking, Peter, I screwed up, my friends didn't help by thinking with their pants and Menlo's article was just the nail in the coffin. It's over and there is nothing I can do to change that."
"TJ Detwieler giving up?" Peter looked at the young man he had known for over fifteen years in shock. "Never have I ever seen you give up on something that meant so much to you. Whether it was the whomps case, helping out a friend or trying to save summer vacation, you never gave up on anything. So I think that you should stay with this and not give up hope on finding Spinelli."
"But she hates me and she has every reason to," TJ argued, even though in his heart he wished that Peter was right and he did have a chance.
"Then you just need something for good luck," Peter told him with a smile, handing TJ the beloved baseball that he had carried with him for so many years.
"You mean that you are finally going to tell me the story behind that baseball?" TJ asked with interest, holding the ball and smiling.
"Yankee game 1950. I was a young lad, just about your age and attending NYU. I was at a game and caught that ball thanks to a home run by one of the greatest players in the history of baseball. But that isn't why the ball is so special to me. It means a lot to me because the day I caught that ball was the day I met my wife and my life changed forever." Peter blinked back tears as he recalled that day so long ago. "Now that you are on the quest for love, I want to pass it on to you. I never told you this Detwieler, but you were always like a son to me, even when you were a young boy at Third Street. Now go do us all a favor and go find that girl and tell her you love her."
TJ blinked back the tears forming in his own eyes as he took in the words Peter told him. It meant so much to him that someone cared enough to do something like that for him and give up one of his most prized possessions so that he could have an extra bit of luck. He swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to find the right words to thank Peter for giving him one last bit of hope.
"You aren't going to kiss me now, are you?" Peter joked as he noted the look on TJ's face.
"Thank you, Peter," TJ said as he hugged him.
"Now get out of here and go find Spinelli. I plan on sticking around, and I better see you two finally get together!" Peter laughed, shooing TJ out of the room.
As TJ sat in the cab on the way back to work, he held onto that baseball, hoping that it was a sign of something good to come.
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A/N: This was supposed to be up last night, but I had a ton of work to do and a huge paper to work on, but I hope to be able to update tomorrow. Hope you like this and please read and send a nice review and I will be back! Happy reading!
Lockdown: I wish I could burn Vince too, but unfortunately he is needed for part of the rest of the story. And although the idea the boys had may not work, that doesn't mean that all hope is gone---oh, and Spinelli didn't see Vince and HK, she only heard their voices---keep reading!
Damson rhee: Thank you ::hugs back:: aren't they sweet? Lets hope it works out, now that they realized how to be better friends---I did have a nice couple days off and now I'm back for awhile—stay tuned!
Angel9220042004: It's ok and I hope everything works out for you---thanks for reading and I hope you stay tuned!
Depressed Sweden-Lover: And let's hope it all works out! Stay tuned!
Clintronic Waldrop: This actually follows the movie very closely, with a few added bits of Recess-ness. Thank you to coming to my defense, and understanding the point I was making. Keep reading!
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The next morning TJ went into work, depressed over the fact that everything in his life was going wrong. He had blown any chance her could have had with Spinelli and he had also lost the campaign that could have given him his big break in the advertising world. As he walked into the coffee room, he checked Peter's cubicle to say hello and to ask if he wanted any coffee. However, to his surprise, Peter wasn't there, which was unusual since he never missed a day of work since he began working for the company. Shrugging, he walked back into the coffee room and poured himself a cup when he saw Maggie the receptionist.
"Hey, Maggie, have you seen Peter?" TJ asked, hoping she would have some information on his whereabouts.
Maggie looked at him with sad sympathetic eyes. "I guess nobody told you, but Peter had a heart attack last night, he's staying at the Shady Pines Nursing Home," (points to whoever gets that)
"Thanks, Maggie, um, tell the boss I went to go see him, I'll stay late tonight to make up for the hours I missed,' TJ called as he grabbed his keys and sped out of the office and hailed a cab to Shady Pines. When he arrived, he stopped at the desk and asked to see Peter. The woman smiled at him and pointed to a room where a man was screaming about the quality of the nursing home meals.
"Hey Peter," TJ called as he walked into the room.
"TJ, what are you doing here?" Peter asked, as he watched the game on TV, still clutching that beloved baseball.
"I came to see you. I heard about what happened and since you and I always had a close, yet somewhat odd relationship, um yeah," TJ's voice faded as he noticed the blank look on Peter's face. "I guess he's a bit out of it," TJ thought to himself.
"I heard about what happened with Spinelli," Peter said suddenly, interrupting TJ's thoughts. "I'm sorry, I honestly thought things would work out for you two. Muriel, Franklin and I used to have a bet going on about when you two would get together, because we all saw the cute chemistry you two always had."
"You noticed that?" TJ asked, blushing because he had no idea that his former school principal and now coworker even knew about his crush on Spinelli.
"Oh, come on, the way you always put yourself on the line for her, I mean I'm surprised you didn't call the president when she made that chalk picture and you wanted to save it. You two were always so adorable, and I have a feeling it isn't over yet. I think something will happen that will bring you two together again." Peter smiled at him, letting the ball fall between his hands gently.
"Wishful thinking, Peter, I screwed up, my friends didn't help by thinking with their pants and Menlo's article was just the nail in the coffin. It's over and there is nothing I can do to change that."
"TJ Detwieler giving up?" Peter looked at the young man he had known for over fifteen years in shock. "Never have I ever seen you give up on something that meant so much to you. Whether it was the whomps case, helping out a friend or trying to save summer vacation, you never gave up on anything. So I think that you should stay with this and not give up hope on finding Spinelli."
"But she hates me and she has every reason to," TJ argued, even though in his heart he wished that Peter was right and he did have a chance.
"Then you just need something for good luck," Peter told him with a smile, handing TJ the beloved baseball that he had carried with him for so many years.
"You mean that you are finally going to tell me the story behind that baseball?" TJ asked with interest, holding the ball and smiling.
"Yankee game 1950. I was a young lad, just about your age and attending NYU. I was at a game and caught that ball thanks to a home run by one of the greatest players in the history of baseball. But that isn't why the ball is so special to me. It means a lot to me because the day I caught that ball was the day I met my wife and my life changed forever." Peter blinked back tears as he recalled that day so long ago. "Now that you are on the quest for love, I want to pass it on to you. I never told you this Detwieler, but you were always like a son to me, even when you were a young boy at Third Street. Now go do us all a favor and go find that girl and tell her you love her."
TJ blinked back the tears forming in his own eyes as he took in the words Peter told him. It meant so much to him that someone cared enough to do something like that for him and give up one of his most prized possessions so that he could have an extra bit of luck. He swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to find the right words to thank Peter for giving him one last bit of hope.
"You aren't going to kiss me now, are you?" Peter joked as he noted the look on TJ's face.
"Thank you, Peter," TJ said as he hugged him.
"Now get out of here and go find Spinelli. I plan on sticking around, and I better see you two finally get together!" Peter laughed, shooing TJ out of the room.
As TJ sat in the cab on the way back to work, he held onto that baseball, hoping that it was a sign of something good to come.
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A/N: This was supposed to be up last night, but I had a ton of work to do and a huge paper to work on, but I hope to be able to update tomorrow. Hope you like this and please read and send a nice review and I will be back! Happy reading!