"Ned and Frank I thought I told not to get me anymore flowers!" she scolded
them when she entered the room.
We didn't get you anything." They said at the same time.
"Then who got me these?" Nancy asked aloud. She put the flowers on the table before she pulled out the card.
Nancy looked where she had pulled out the card. "Uh guys I think we had better run!" She exclaimed before a blast went off.
Catherinewells2371-Well here's the next chapter of the story. I'm glad that you got everything caught up. If it makes you feel any better I currently have two weeks of reading to catch up on. I hope to get all of it caught up in a few days.
Crazymary- You're right. I'll be covering some more of Chet in this chapter. It would be crucial I think to this chapter. Thank you for agreeing with me on the marriage thing. It's nice to meet another person who believes some of the things that I do.
Xinh- You wouldn't find it good to eat if it was on your skin probably. You know I just made up the name right. I have no training in chemistry. I don't think I would want to have it near me. I'll definitely be winging this chapter.
Babmidnight- Wouldn't you be a little hot tempered if you had a searing pain coming through your thigh? You're right though she is a little more hot tempered than usual I need to work on her character.
Sunflower18- Well I'm so very sorry for having taken so long to get this updated. I hope that this chapter will make up for the extremely long wait. I'll try to make it longer.
Evil6- I hope that you're guy friend doesn't run every time. If he doesn't put up a fight he would be no fun to hang around. Besides I like to have a guy around with a little more backbone.
Naomi Silverwolf- I'm glad that you think this is great! I hope that you like the rest of the story.
Katie Janeway- You know if I had my way I'd have a cliffie every time I end a chapter. Unfortunately the story doesn't always allow for that.
Lady Emily- I'm trying to update as fast as I can.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. I only have fun writing them. You know that goes for every chapter even if I don't remember to do it every time.
I'm really sorry for being so late in my updates. I have had to pay the internet bill, work on sewing projects (I still have some more to finish before the end of this month), rearrange house and clean house. Again I'm sorry and I hope that this chapter makes up for the wait.
Chapter 12
The explosion shook the entire street. The glass flew out all over the yard. The roof shot out from the top and the floors could be heard collapsing to the bottom.
The woman next door stepped out of her house pale along with a screaming baby in her arms. She had begun to make a phone call. There didn't seem to be anyone else around on this particular day.
Nancy spit some grass out of her mouth. There was some extra weight laying on her torso. "Whoever you are get off of me."
She heard a groan from the person on top of her. "Ned is everyone alright?"
Ned managed to roll off of her. "All I see right now is spots Nan."
Nancy looked around her. Ned had a bloodied arm, Bess was lying unconscious next to a stirring Joe, and Frank was painfully pushing himself up. Nancy noted that her leg was protesting to the weight that she was putting on it. Ned went to Frank while Nancy went to Bess and Joe. Joe was up checking on Bess. "Nan we'll have to get her to the hospital." He looked Nancy's leg. "You shouldn't be on that leg like that."
Nancy looked at her pant leg to see a bloodied spot begin to appear. "My body is just going to have to stand in line."
The lady next door showed up in the yard at that moment. "Are you guys alright?"
"We've been better." Ned answered truthfully.
"I've already called the police."
"Thank you ma'am." Joe glanced at Frank. "You shouldn't be moving."
"My body is just going to have to take a number." Frank shot at his brother.
The ambulance and the police appeared at about that time. The paramedics went to the still unconscious Bess. The police went to the other four.
Joe nodded his acknowledgement of their presence but continued to listen to what Frank was saying. "Ned I want you to check out the seafood places and find out about storage units that they use. Joe I want you to make whatever phone calls you need to make to find out more of what is going on. Nancy I want you to talk to Chet. I'm talking to a certain florist."
"Hold it!" The police chief said behind them. The group glared at him. "I need a statement." He saw the look in their faces. He wasn't getting any of them down to the station any time soon.
"You want a statement? We were in the kitchen getting ready to eat lunch. We'll sign the statement later." She was too calm beneath that cold exterior that she was emitting.
-Frank-
He made his way to the florist that had been sending flowers all day. All the while he was going over past events.
-flashback-
He was going through the factory that he like a fine tooth comb. He had already covered the top two floors with Joe. Joe had gone outside to stand take care of a phone call. It had been the middle of the night when Chet called.
-A few hours earlier-
"So Joe what do you plan on doing for vacation?" Frank asked. This was the first vacation that they had been able to take in over a year. They had decided to come home to visit their family.
"Nothing. Absolutely nothing." Joe took t he chair in front of the T.V. As if to make his point he picked up the remote and turned on the set. He flipped through the channels trying to find something t o watch finally stopping at a basketball game.
"That sounds like a good idea bro." He chuckled. "I'm hungry. What do you feel like eating?"
"How about potato chips and a pickle?" Joe said without any thought.
"Coming right up Joe." Frank put some soup on, poured some sodas, and took the requested items to the living room. "You know that this isn't any good for you right?"
"Like it's going too hurt me." Joe went back to the game.
Frank knew exactly what he meant. When they weren't chasing some villain they were either being trained for something or they could work out in the home gym that they had. "That game sounds really good." He murmured/ Frank sat down and had his spoon halfway to his mouth when the phone rang. The caller I.D. showed Chet's number. "He probably wants to go out and party tonight." Frank answered the call.
"Hey Hardy! I'm so glad you're home. I'm on my way over now." Frank looked at the now dead signal that he was receiving on the other end.
"I don't think that you will be doing absolutely nothing Joe." Frank put the phone back in its cradle.
Joe groaned in protest. His protest didn't have time to spring to his lips however. Frank went to the door that someone was frantically knocking on. Joe sorrowfully turned off the game. Joe could hear the usually boisterous Chet murmuring. "Something is wrong." Joe was about to go into the foyer when a very pale Chet entered the room with Frank. Chet shakily sat down in the recently abandoned seat and handed Frank a note.
We have your chemical compound breakdown. We will be putting it
back together. It'll make a great weapon.
"What are you working on Chet?"
Chet took in a deep breath. "I'm working on a chemical substance called Xenophonic lygliceridis phelia. I have just found the compound chemicals along with a way to separate them. If the two chemicals are combined together it spells bad news. On contact with anything at all it can eat through it leaving a huge gaping hole. While separate the components are harmless. They were in separate containers and in different parts of the room. One of them has to remain refrigerated while the other one must be kept cold. I found this note when I went to the lab tonight."
Frank had been looking around to see if he could find anything but so far had come up with nothing. He stopped when he heard the click of a gun. That was when he was shot.
-End flashback-
Frank finally arrived in the driveway of the flower shop. He switched his badge in his wallet to his CIA badge because he had a feeling that he would need it. He entered the pleasant smelling shop. "May I help you sir?" A pleasant female voice said.
"Yes I was wondering if you could help me find some information on somebody." Frank said in his most official tone.
"I should I've been here all day."
"This person would have been in her between the hours of 11 and 1 today." He went on to throw a description together of someone.
"I'm sorry sir but there is no one that has looked like that all day."
"Okay well would you mind if I watched your surveillance system?" He requested.
"I'm sorry sir, but we don't allow anyone to watch those tapes." A voice said behind him.
Frank took out his wallet. The man's jaw tightened when he saw the CIA badge. "Come to the back."
Frank watched the tapes. He saw a man send the girl back to get some other kind of flower. The man took something from his pocket and placed it in the ones left on the counter.
He slid a card to pay for them and left the store. He called the flower clerk to the back. "Can you get me the bill for this gentleman?"
She nodded. She had been told to cooperate with him.
-Ned-
"How many seafood places do they have in Bayport?" Ned parked at what seemed to be the twentieth one. So far though there only seemed to be two or three providers. There seemed to be about 30 more that he had to visit.
Ned walked into the restaurant to the sight of stuffed crab coming across his face on trays. He remembered that he hadn't eaten. "I guess I better eat." His stomach was growling in agreement.
"How many sir?" The maitre'd asked.
"One please." Ned answered.
"Name please."
"Nickel." Ned answered. There was some crazy reason that his gut was telling him not to tell his real name.
"We'll call you when it's time."
"That's fine." I think I'll get a drink while I wait." Ned went to the bar area to order one. He asked to speak to a manager while he paid for the drink.
A manager came out a few minutes later. "Can I help you sir?"
"yes I'm interested in opening a restaurant around here. I was wondering f you could tell me what it takes to run one in this town." Ned requested in his most professional sounding voice.
"I'd be happy to before the rush starts." The man sat down.
"I was wondering if you could tell me where I would be getting shipments from?" Ned started.
"Well we receive two sets of shipments. One of them that we get comes from Accessories inc. and the other from Lyson's Seafood." They continued to talk for a few minutes before Ned's name was called.
-Joe-
"Frank why did you have to leave me with all of the hard phone calls. You know I have to call her husband now right?" Joe muttered as if Frank could hear him complaining.
Joe had arrived to the hospital an hour ago but there was not a change in her. The doctor's only shook their stuffy grey heads as he tried to talk to them. Joe was getting really mad now.
"Yes may I speak to George please." Joe waited for a few minutes before he heard Joe's voice over the phone.
"Joe what's wrong?" Joe could almost see George frantically drumming her fingers on the desk.
"Bess has been hurt." Joe didn't know what to expect.
"What?! When?!" Avery could be heard crying through the hall. She must have been down for a nap.
"George will you just calm down?" He kept his voice down but instinctively pulled the phone away from his ear before George answered.
"What do you mean calm down?! First my best friend's love is shot and now my other best frined has been hurt!" Joe grimaced as she continued on. "I knew that her doing this was a bad idea. She insisted that she would be alright. Her playing detective at work wasn't going to be noticed. She said that she was bored. She had to do something to liven up her life. The last case she took almost got her killed!" George didn't see his face when she said any of that without thinking. "She needed a challenge. She can't find a challenge with her everyday life. How could she do this?!"
Joe could hear her husband on the other end of the line trying to calm his wife down. Evidently though he wasn't successful. He had taken the phone. "We're on our way. Where are you?"
"I'm at Baylor Memorial. Oh and it wasn't Bess's doing here. Can you call her husband for me please. I couldn't find his number." Joe requested rubbing his temple.
"Not a problem Joe." They hung up the phone with each other before Joe made another call.
"Mr. Fairchild please." Joe requested.
"Joe I've been expecting a call. How is Miss Marvin?" Joe winced at the request.
"She's not doing so well sir." Joe answered.
"Well what are you looking for?"
"I want to know about the CAC. I need to know what they are not telling you in the computer background check." He kept on thinking. "Also I need to know who has the technology to create pocket sized bombs that can destroy a house."
"I'll get back to you in a few minutes Joe."
-Nancy-
Nancy went over to Chet's school that he was teaching at. She had managed to clean up a bit to keep from looking like she had gone through hell. There wasn't much she could do about the clothes because she didn't have any others. Chet was in the middle of the stronger microscopes to the advanced chem. class. He stopped however when he saw Nancy. She looked angry, dirty and serious. 'Oh crap!' He thought gingerly as he caught her eyes. It was like there was another person looking through those ice cold blue eyes. "Okay class you can have a quiet discussion on your observation of the laboratories in your house." He stepped out the door.
"Nancy what happened?"
"The house was bombed." Nancy said simply. "You have some questions to answer mister." Nancy poked her finger at his chest.
"Just a minute. Let me dismiss my class and get a sub for the next one. We can go get something to eat afterwards." He took her poking finger away from his chest. "My treat. You look like you could use it."
Chet did just as he said and ten minutes later they were at a quiet little diner. "Okay what do you need to know first?"
Nancy pulled out the files that were in her briefcase that had been left in the trunk of the car. "Are you seeing anyone?"
"Nan I'm sure you didn't pull me out of class to find out if I was available. Besides what about Frank?" He stared at her shocked.
She wanted to slap him. "No I didn't. I'm not doing anything with Frank right now. Now answer the question. It irritated her to no end when he tried to make a joke of some matter.
"Yes I am."
"Who is she? Where is she from? Where does she work? What are her talents? What are her interests? How long have you been seeing her?" Nancy asked the string of questions.
Chet shook his head. "Are you always this confusing?" He asked her.
"The questions aren't confusing. Just answer them." She returned tartly.
"Her name is Barbara Lomen. She is from Idaho and she's a scientist much like myself. Her interests are quite vast. I've been seeing her for six months. No one knows about me seeing her either."
"Would this be her?" She produced a picture of a young bright eyed woman.
Chet wasn't surprised. "Yes it is."
Nancy nodded. "Next time you see her let me know."
"I'll be seeing her tonight." Chet informed her. He now understood that she was serious he just didn't know how serious.
- - - - Okay guys I'm really sorry that this chapter came out so late. I've had to pay the internet bill, work on sewing projects, rearrange, redecorate, clean, and work on my stories. If you add that to all of the hours that I work and talk about being busy.
I've made the chapter longer and for those who like shorter chapters I'm sorry. This chapter seemed to have a life of its own. Of course most stories do.
We didn't get you anything." They said at the same time.
"Then who got me these?" Nancy asked aloud. She put the flowers on the table before she pulled out the card.
Nancy looked where she had pulled out the card. "Uh guys I think we had better run!" She exclaimed before a blast went off.
Catherinewells2371-Well here's the next chapter of the story. I'm glad that you got everything caught up. If it makes you feel any better I currently have two weeks of reading to catch up on. I hope to get all of it caught up in a few days.
Crazymary- You're right. I'll be covering some more of Chet in this chapter. It would be crucial I think to this chapter. Thank you for agreeing with me on the marriage thing. It's nice to meet another person who believes some of the things that I do.
Xinh- You wouldn't find it good to eat if it was on your skin probably. You know I just made up the name right. I have no training in chemistry. I don't think I would want to have it near me. I'll definitely be winging this chapter.
Babmidnight- Wouldn't you be a little hot tempered if you had a searing pain coming through your thigh? You're right though she is a little more hot tempered than usual I need to work on her character.
Sunflower18- Well I'm so very sorry for having taken so long to get this updated. I hope that this chapter will make up for the extremely long wait. I'll try to make it longer.
Evil6- I hope that you're guy friend doesn't run every time. If he doesn't put up a fight he would be no fun to hang around. Besides I like to have a guy around with a little more backbone.
Naomi Silverwolf- I'm glad that you think this is great! I hope that you like the rest of the story.
Katie Janeway- You know if I had my way I'd have a cliffie every time I end a chapter. Unfortunately the story doesn't always allow for that.
Lady Emily- I'm trying to update as fast as I can.
Disclaimer: I don't own them. I only have fun writing them. You know that goes for every chapter even if I don't remember to do it every time.
I'm really sorry for being so late in my updates. I have had to pay the internet bill, work on sewing projects (I still have some more to finish before the end of this month), rearrange house and clean house. Again I'm sorry and I hope that this chapter makes up for the wait.
Chapter 12
The explosion shook the entire street. The glass flew out all over the yard. The roof shot out from the top and the floors could be heard collapsing to the bottom.
The woman next door stepped out of her house pale along with a screaming baby in her arms. She had begun to make a phone call. There didn't seem to be anyone else around on this particular day.
Nancy spit some grass out of her mouth. There was some extra weight laying on her torso. "Whoever you are get off of me."
She heard a groan from the person on top of her. "Ned is everyone alright?"
Ned managed to roll off of her. "All I see right now is spots Nan."
Nancy looked around her. Ned had a bloodied arm, Bess was lying unconscious next to a stirring Joe, and Frank was painfully pushing himself up. Nancy noted that her leg was protesting to the weight that she was putting on it. Ned went to Frank while Nancy went to Bess and Joe. Joe was up checking on Bess. "Nan we'll have to get her to the hospital." He looked Nancy's leg. "You shouldn't be on that leg like that."
Nancy looked at her pant leg to see a bloodied spot begin to appear. "My body is just going to have to stand in line."
The lady next door showed up in the yard at that moment. "Are you guys alright?"
"We've been better." Ned answered truthfully.
"I've already called the police."
"Thank you ma'am." Joe glanced at Frank. "You shouldn't be moving."
"My body is just going to have to take a number." Frank shot at his brother.
The ambulance and the police appeared at about that time. The paramedics went to the still unconscious Bess. The police went to the other four.
Joe nodded his acknowledgement of their presence but continued to listen to what Frank was saying. "Ned I want you to check out the seafood places and find out about storage units that they use. Joe I want you to make whatever phone calls you need to make to find out more of what is going on. Nancy I want you to talk to Chet. I'm talking to a certain florist."
"Hold it!" The police chief said behind them. The group glared at him. "I need a statement." He saw the look in their faces. He wasn't getting any of them down to the station any time soon.
"You want a statement? We were in the kitchen getting ready to eat lunch. We'll sign the statement later." She was too calm beneath that cold exterior that she was emitting.
-Frank-
He made his way to the florist that had been sending flowers all day. All the while he was going over past events.
-flashback-
He was going through the factory that he like a fine tooth comb. He had already covered the top two floors with Joe. Joe had gone outside to stand take care of a phone call. It had been the middle of the night when Chet called.
-A few hours earlier-
"So Joe what do you plan on doing for vacation?" Frank asked. This was the first vacation that they had been able to take in over a year. They had decided to come home to visit their family.
"Nothing. Absolutely nothing." Joe took t he chair in front of the T.V. As if to make his point he picked up the remote and turned on the set. He flipped through the channels trying to find something t o watch finally stopping at a basketball game.
"That sounds like a good idea bro." He chuckled. "I'm hungry. What do you feel like eating?"
"How about potato chips and a pickle?" Joe said without any thought.
"Coming right up Joe." Frank put some soup on, poured some sodas, and took the requested items to the living room. "You know that this isn't any good for you right?"
"Like it's going too hurt me." Joe went back to the game.
Frank knew exactly what he meant. When they weren't chasing some villain they were either being trained for something or they could work out in the home gym that they had. "That game sounds really good." He murmured/ Frank sat down and had his spoon halfway to his mouth when the phone rang. The caller I.D. showed Chet's number. "He probably wants to go out and party tonight." Frank answered the call.
"Hey Hardy! I'm so glad you're home. I'm on my way over now." Frank looked at the now dead signal that he was receiving on the other end.
"I don't think that you will be doing absolutely nothing Joe." Frank put the phone back in its cradle.
Joe groaned in protest. His protest didn't have time to spring to his lips however. Frank went to the door that someone was frantically knocking on. Joe sorrowfully turned off the game. Joe could hear the usually boisterous Chet murmuring. "Something is wrong." Joe was about to go into the foyer when a very pale Chet entered the room with Frank. Chet shakily sat down in the recently abandoned seat and handed Frank a note.
We have your chemical compound breakdown. We will be putting it
back together. It'll make a great weapon.
"What are you working on Chet?"
Chet took in a deep breath. "I'm working on a chemical substance called Xenophonic lygliceridis phelia. I have just found the compound chemicals along with a way to separate them. If the two chemicals are combined together it spells bad news. On contact with anything at all it can eat through it leaving a huge gaping hole. While separate the components are harmless. They were in separate containers and in different parts of the room. One of them has to remain refrigerated while the other one must be kept cold. I found this note when I went to the lab tonight."
Frank had been looking around to see if he could find anything but so far had come up with nothing. He stopped when he heard the click of a gun. That was when he was shot.
-End flashback-
Frank finally arrived in the driveway of the flower shop. He switched his badge in his wallet to his CIA badge because he had a feeling that he would need it. He entered the pleasant smelling shop. "May I help you sir?" A pleasant female voice said.
"Yes I was wondering if you could help me find some information on somebody." Frank said in his most official tone.
"I should I've been here all day."
"This person would have been in her between the hours of 11 and 1 today." He went on to throw a description together of someone.
"I'm sorry sir but there is no one that has looked like that all day."
"Okay well would you mind if I watched your surveillance system?" He requested.
"I'm sorry sir, but we don't allow anyone to watch those tapes." A voice said behind him.
Frank took out his wallet. The man's jaw tightened when he saw the CIA badge. "Come to the back."
Frank watched the tapes. He saw a man send the girl back to get some other kind of flower. The man took something from his pocket and placed it in the ones left on the counter.
He slid a card to pay for them and left the store. He called the flower clerk to the back. "Can you get me the bill for this gentleman?"
She nodded. She had been told to cooperate with him.
-Ned-
"How many seafood places do they have in Bayport?" Ned parked at what seemed to be the twentieth one. So far though there only seemed to be two or three providers. There seemed to be about 30 more that he had to visit.
Ned walked into the restaurant to the sight of stuffed crab coming across his face on trays. He remembered that he hadn't eaten. "I guess I better eat." His stomach was growling in agreement.
"How many sir?" The maitre'd asked.
"One please." Ned answered.
"Name please."
"Nickel." Ned answered. There was some crazy reason that his gut was telling him not to tell his real name.
"We'll call you when it's time."
"That's fine." I think I'll get a drink while I wait." Ned went to the bar area to order one. He asked to speak to a manager while he paid for the drink.
A manager came out a few minutes later. "Can I help you sir?"
"yes I'm interested in opening a restaurant around here. I was wondering f you could tell me what it takes to run one in this town." Ned requested in his most professional sounding voice.
"I'd be happy to before the rush starts." The man sat down.
"I was wondering if you could tell me where I would be getting shipments from?" Ned started.
"Well we receive two sets of shipments. One of them that we get comes from Accessories inc. and the other from Lyson's Seafood." They continued to talk for a few minutes before Ned's name was called.
-Joe-
"Frank why did you have to leave me with all of the hard phone calls. You know I have to call her husband now right?" Joe muttered as if Frank could hear him complaining.
Joe had arrived to the hospital an hour ago but there was not a change in her. The doctor's only shook their stuffy grey heads as he tried to talk to them. Joe was getting really mad now.
"Yes may I speak to George please." Joe waited for a few minutes before he heard Joe's voice over the phone.
"Joe what's wrong?" Joe could almost see George frantically drumming her fingers on the desk.
"Bess has been hurt." Joe didn't know what to expect.
"What?! When?!" Avery could be heard crying through the hall. She must have been down for a nap.
"George will you just calm down?" He kept his voice down but instinctively pulled the phone away from his ear before George answered.
"What do you mean calm down?! First my best friend's love is shot and now my other best frined has been hurt!" Joe grimaced as she continued on. "I knew that her doing this was a bad idea. She insisted that she would be alright. Her playing detective at work wasn't going to be noticed. She said that she was bored. She had to do something to liven up her life. The last case she took almost got her killed!" George didn't see his face when she said any of that without thinking. "She needed a challenge. She can't find a challenge with her everyday life. How could she do this?!"
Joe could hear her husband on the other end of the line trying to calm his wife down. Evidently though he wasn't successful. He had taken the phone. "We're on our way. Where are you?"
"I'm at Baylor Memorial. Oh and it wasn't Bess's doing here. Can you call her husband for me please. I couldn't find his number." Joe requested rubbing his temple.
"Not a problem Joe." They hung up the phone with each other before Joe made another call.
"Mr. Fairchild please." Joe requested.
"Joe I've been expecting a call. How is Miss Marvin?" Joe winced at the request.
"She's not doing so well sir." Joe answered.
"Well what are you looking for?"
"I want to know about the CAC. I need to know what they are not telling you in the computer background check." He kept on thinking. "Also I need to know who has the technology to create pocket sized bombs that can destroy a house."
"I'll get back to you in a few minutes Joe."
-Nancy-
Nancy went over to Chet's school that he was teaching at. She had managed to clean up a bit to keep from looking like she had gone through hell. There wasn't much she could do about the clothes because she didn't have any others. Chet was in the middle of the stronger microscopes to the advanced chem. class. He stopped however when he saw Nancy. She looked angry, dirty and serious. 'Oh crap!' He thought gingerly as he caught her eyes. It was like there was another person looking through those ice cold blue eyes. "Okay class you can have a quiet discussion on your observation of the laboratories in your house." He stepped out the door.
"Nancy what happened?"
"The house was bombed." Nancy said simply. "You have some questions to answer mister." Nancy poked her finger at his chest.
"Just a minute. Let me dismiss my class and get a sub for the next one. We can go get something to eat afterwards." He took her poking finger away from his chest. "My treat. You look like you could use it."
Chet did just as he said and ten minutes later they were at a quiet little diner. "Okay what do you need to know first?"
Nancy pulled out the files that were in her briefcase that had been left in the trunk of the car. "Are you seeing anyone?"
"Nan I'm sure you didn't pull me out of class to find out if I was available. Besides what about Frank?" He stared at her shocked.
She wanted to slap him. "No I didn't. I'm not doing anything with Frank right now. Now answer the question. It irritated her to no end when he tried to make a joke of some matter.
"Yes I am."
"Who is she? Where is she from? Where does she work? What are her talents? What are her interests? How long have you been seeing her?" Nancy asked the string of questions.
Chet shook his head. "Are you always this confusing?" He asked her.
"The questions aren't confusing. Just answer them." She returned tartly.
"Her name is Barbara Lomen. She is from Idaho and she's a scientist much like myself. Her interests are quite vast. I've been seeing her for six months. No one knows about me seeing her either."
"Would this be her?" She produced a picture of a young bright eyed woman.
Chet wasn't surprised. "Yes it is."
Nancy nodded. "Next time you see her let me know."
"I'll be seeing her tonight." Chet informed her. He now understood that she was serious he just didn't know how serious.
- - - - Okay guys I'm really sorry that this chapter came out so late. I've had to pay the internet bill, work on sewing projects, rearrange, redecorate, clean, and work on my stories. If you add that to all of the hours that I work and talk about being busy.
I've made the chapter longer and for those who like shorter chapters I'm sorry. This chapter seemed to have a life of its own. Of course most stories do.