A/N: HI!!!!!!! I'm here, and ready to rumble!!! Can you smell what the Rock
is cooking...wait wrong fic, wrong everything---I just love the Rock, but
anyway he's not in Recess (although OMG I got a vision!!!) so yeah, here is
the reviewer notes!!!
Damson rhee: yes hope!!!! Yay hope!!! 2,4,6,8 who do we appreciate? TJ, TJ, go TJ!! Hey lets become TJ cheerleaders!! I like your cheer its so cute!!! Hope you keep reading!
Depressed Sweden-Lover: Thank you!! Let's hope things go well! Stay tuned!
Must Murder Mary Sue: Hope you like this posting!
LockDown: I'm brain dead too! A brain dead blonde to be exact---and I probably walked into a lot by saying that. I am buried under work, but writing this keeps me sane and I never want to hear about censorship in the USA and Canada ever again, nor do I want to hear about abortion laws in various countries! Ok I need to stop now, I will try to sleep, thank you!!! Glad you liked this! Hope you keep reading!
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That night, TJ sat in his office, reading over some papers, occasionally glancing at the ball Peter had given him. Putting down his work, he picked up the ball and let it slide through his fingers, thinking about Spinelli and how much he hoped Peter was right. But did he really have a chance? Everything else in his life seemed to whomp, so why should his love ife be anny different? TJ sat back in his wheelie chair (a/n: those are fun!) and sighed loudly.
"Hey Grumpy, that's no way to act in front of the Senior Supervisor," a voice from behind him called. TJ jumped, nearly falling out of his chair in fright. Recovering quickly, he turned to see Ashley standing at his doorway, her arms crossed and giving him a stern look.
"Excuse me?" TJ asked, unsure of where this was going and praying that Ashley wasn't going to give him any further problems. The last thing he needed was her bitchiness and superiority complex to deal with.
"I said that isn't any way to talk to the Senior Supervisor who is putting you in charge of the Winger Dinger Campaign again" Ashley told him with a smile.
"But when, and how....." TJ asked, shocked that she was doing something that wasn't selfish and nasty. "It was just so, un -Ashley like of her," he thought.
"I talked to the company and the boss and told them that you were the brains behind everything for the campaign and that the article Menlo wrote was most likely slander, and they said as long as you did the work and that there was no more negative press about you, the job was yours. So do you want it?" she asked, giving him a toothy smile.
"Um, yes, thank you, Ashley," TJ said, trying to hide the excitement in his voice. "But wait, why the change of heart? I mean, we aren't exactly best friends or anything. And I know how much you wanted this job"
"Well, you are a hard worker and I know you will be a great asset to the team, and replacement Senior Supervisor when I go on maternity leave in a few months," she smiled at him and touched her stomach.
"You mean, you're going to be a mother?" TJ asked incredulously, happym yet somewhat shocked by the news. "Congratulations! When are you due?"
"End of November. But don't get to comfortable when you replace me, because I will be back and ready to take over!" she warned him with a laugh.
"I know you will," TJ said laughing as Ashley turned around to leave.
"Oh, yeah, and one more thing," Ashley turned around again.
"Yes?" TJ looked at her with curiosity, wondering what else she could possibly want.
"I really hope you find Spinelli. I always hoped you two would somehow end up together."
"Thank you Ashley," TJ called as she left the office. He picked up the baseball again and grinned. Things were finally beginning to look up for him and he hoped that things would continue to go well.
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As he sat on the train an hour later, his mind once again wandered to the whole Spinelli situation. He hoped that she too would realize that Menlo's article was a bunch of slander and call him again, but he was sure there was no chance of that happening. If only there were a way to let her know how sorry he was, to let her know that it was all a big misunderstanding. But what was there left to do? TJ gazed out the window as the train skidded to a stop in front of a sign that was advertising for ad space on billboards. (A/N: how odd is that, lol) He stared at the sign for a moment, another idea forming in his mind, one that would take a lot of guts, but one that would be sure to let Spinelli know how sorry he was for everything that had happened. He took out his cell phone and dialed the number on the sign.
"Hello, I would like to place a billboard ad to be placed around Arkansas," he asked, taking one last chance at an attempt to reunite with his one true love........
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A/N: I know this is short and I'm sorry, but I am tired and think I am finally going to take LockDown's advice and try and sleep....please read and send a nice review to me, or a soul hug as I like to think of it as and please read and review my Crash and Burn fic. Thank you and happy reading!
Damson rhee: yes hope!!!! Yay hope!!! 2,4,6,8 who do we appreciate? TJ, TJ, go TJ!! Hey lets become TJ cheerleaders!! I like your cheer its so cute!!! Hope you keep reading!
Depressed Sweden-Lover: Thank you!! Let's hope things go well! Stay tuned!
Must Murder Mary Sue: Hope you like this posting!
LockDown: I'm brain dead too! A brain dead blonde to be exact---and I probably walked into a lot by saying that. I am buried under work, but writing this keeps me sane and I never want to hear about censorship in the USA and Canada ever again, nor do I want to hear about abortion laws in various countries! Ok I need to stop now, I will try to sleep, thank you!!! Glad you liked this! Hope you keep reading!
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That night, TJ sat in his office, reading over some papers, occasionally glancing at the ball Peter had given him. Putting down his work, he picked up the ball and let it slide through his fingers, thinking about Spinelli and how much he hoped Peter was right. But did he really have a chance? Everything else in his life seemed to whomp, so why should his love ife be anny different? TJ sat back in his wheelie chair (a/n: those are fun!) and sighed loudly.
"Hey Grumpy, that's no way to act in front of the Senior Supervisor," a voice from behind him called. TJ jumped, nearly falling out of his chair in fright. Recovering quickly, he turned to see Ashley standing at his doorway, her arms crossed and giving him a stern look.
"Excuse me?" TJ asked, unsure of where this was going and praying that Ashley wasn't going to give him any further problems. The last thing he needed was her bitchiness and superiority complex to deal with.
"I said that isn't any way to talk to the Senior Supervisor who is putting you in charge of the Winger Dinger Campaign again" Ashley told him with a smile.
"But when, and how....." TJ asked, shocked that she was doing something that wasn't selfish and nasty. "It was just so, un -Ashley like of her," he thought.
"I talked to the company and the boss and told them that you were the brains behind everything for the campaign and that the article Menlo wrote was most likely slander, and they said as long as you did the work and that there was no more negative press about you, the job was yours. So do you want it?" she asked, giving him a toothy smile.
"Um, yes, thank you, Ashley," TJ said, trying to hide the excitement in his voice. "But wait, why the change of heart? I mean, we aren't exactly best friends or anything. And I know how much you wanted this job"
"Well, you are a hard worker and I know you will be a great asset to the team, and replacement Senior Supervisor when I go on maternity leave in a few months," she smiled at him and touched her stomach.
"You mean, you're going to be a mother?" TJ asked incredulously, happym yet somewhat shocked by the news. "Congratulations! When are you due?"
"End of November. But don't get to comfortable when you replace me, because I will be back and ready to take over!" she warned him with a laugh.
"I know you will," TJ said laughing as Ashley turned around to leave.
"Oh, yeah, and one more thing," Ashley turned around again.
"Yes?" TJ looked at her with curiosity, wondering what else she could possibly want.
"I really hope you find Spinelli. I always hoped you two would somehow end up together."
"Thank you Ashley," TJ called as she left the office. He picked up the baseball again and grinned. Things were finally beginning to look up for him and he hoped that things would continue to go well.
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As he sat on the train an hour later, his mind once again wandered to the whole Spinelli situation. He hoped that she too would realize that Menlo's article was a bunch of slander and call him again, but he was sure there was no chance of that happening. If only there were a way to let her know how sorry he was, to let her know that it was all a big misunderstanding. But what was there left to do? TJ gazed out the window as the train skidded to a stop in front of a sign that was advertising for ad space on billboards. (A/N: how odd is that, lol) He stared at the sign for a moment, another idea forming in his mind, one that would take a lot of guts, but one that would be sure to let Spinelli know how sorry he was for everything that had happened. He took out his cell phone and dialed the number on the sign.
"Hello, I would like to place a billboard ad to be placed around Arkansas," he asked, taking one last chance at an attempt to reunite with his one true love........
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A/N: I know this is short and I'm sorry, but I am tired and think I am finally going to take LockDown's advice and try and sleep....please read and send a nice review to me, or a soul hug as I like to think of it as and please read and review my Crash and Burn fic. Thank you and happy reading!