Memories
Summary- Bobby's new firm isn't doing too well, so he asks to go back part time at the old Practice.
Disclaimer- Why would D.E.K actually sue me? I'm not copying him or anything (*nervous laughter*)... ah why should I question the briliance of those people who deal with "The Practice?" I may as well just say it- I do not own any of the characters on "The Practice" or any of the item's and other thing's I mention.
Thx 2- Wow, I think this is the most reviews I'v ever gotten for a story! Thank you so much Linnie, Clair, Imzadi, and Monkeysw, I really appreciate all the reviews, they mean a lot. Linnie espicially, your reviews are long and really nice. (And to whoever writes on BobbyandLindsay4ever, I'm reading you're story now called Change of Pace, and it's so amazing, you really worked so hard on it, so if you end up reading this story, I just wanted to say your's is awsome!) Please everyone, send some more ;), thanks so much. Okay, here's part 5.
Bobby arrived at the Police Dept. and immediatly saw Eugine standing there.
"Hey. He's in custody?" He asked, and Eugine nodded.
"I told him not to talk until you got here, since I know nothing about this case. The cop's gunna survive, but he's still in trouble Bobby. It IS a felony to shoot a cop." Eugine reminded him incrediously, like he was reminding a todler not to touch a hot stove. Bobby nodded breafly and looked around.
"Where is he?"
"Ask the guard." Eugine answered, and Bobby stopped a police and the man pointed to a hallway. Bobby immediatly went down the hall and into the room after telling the guard he was Mr. Vatona's lawyer, and then went in. Joey was sitting there, sovreing his mouth, and when he saw Bobby enter, he immediatly lifted his hand off his mouth. Bobby stood in front of him.
"Joey, what were you doing?" He asked. Joey smiled.
"I- I was covering my mouth, because if someone tried to talk to me, I figured, ya know, I wouldn't talk." He smiled, as if his idea should win a prize. Bobby rolled his eyes and sat down.
"Joey, you need to tell me why you shot this cop." He said paciently. Joey got up to walk. He pased nervouslly.
"He grabbed me by the arm, and, and he said 'You're under arest for the posetion of cocane'. I was just bringing some to a dealer for my friend. I never deal, and I never will. It was just for my friend Marty. Anyway, before he could get the cuffs on I grabbed his gun and pointed it at him, and told him it wasen't me. It wasen't. I wasen't plannig to shoot him, I just wanted to let him know. But then someone grabbed me from behind and the gun went off, accendently hitting the guy. I'm telling you, I didn't mean to hit him. I just wanted to let him know that it wasen't me." He said truthfully and Bobby nodded.
"But you had the cocane on you?" Bobby asked, and Joey stood quietly.
"Yes. But it wasen't-"
"I know it wasen't you. But if you have cocane on you, plus you shot the cop, there's 2 charges right there." Joey sighed.
"But it WASEN'T me!" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
"We've got Mike Custer in for a drive by. I was gunna give him to Bobby, unless anyone wants him." Eugine said, looking around the office. Everyone shook their heads. Eugine sighed.
"Jimmy, can you just go try the arrenment, and I'll give the case to Bobby?" Eugine asked hopefully. Jimmy rolled his eyes and grabbed the file on the way out. As he walked out the door Lindsay passed him on the way in, carring Little Bobby.
"Eugine, did you talk to Vatona?" She asked, and Eugine shook his head.
"I know nothing about the case, I waited for Bobby." He said.
"Is Bobby down there with Vatona?" Lindsay asked, and Eugine nodded.
"Okay, I gotta go down there. Lucy, if you could just take him. Bye Bobby, be good." Lindsay said as Lucy reached over to grab Little Bobby.
"But Mommy, why can't I go with youuuu?" Little Bobby wined, and Lindsay smiled.
"Because Baby, Mommy and Daddy have some work to do." She said, kissing him on the cheek. "We'll be back soon Sweety." She said, and ran out the door.
"And becuase Mommy and Daddy are sleeping together again." Ellenor mumered. Everyone looked over at her in shock, but Little Bobby smiled.
"Yes, they are. I woke up the s'morning and Mommy AND Daddy boths were in Daddy's bed. They went nite nite together." He explained as Lucy put him down and pulled out the bin of toys for when Zoe and Little Bobby came into the office. Everyone snickered.
"Ellenor, how'd you find out?" Jamie asked, intrested. Ellenor smiled.
"Living with Helen has to count for something." She said, and Jamie smiled and went back to work. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
"What'd you get?" Lindsay asked as her and Bobby walked through the station.
"He said the cocane wasen't his and he shot the cop involuntarily. Someone came up behind him, causing the gun to go off by mistake." He explained. Then Bobby froze.
"Linds, wat'd you do with Little Bobby?" He asked, and Lindsay pulled him along.
"I left him with Lucy at the office." Lindsay said, and Bobby walked along to his car.
"We should be with him, it's Sunday. I should be with him." He corrected himself as Bobby walked to his car and Lindsay walked to hers.
"Bobby, it's okay. We're going back now, and I've got plans so I've gotta go home. You get Little Bobby allllllllllllllll day." She said, smiling, and Bobby smiled also.
"What, you think I don't like spending time with my own son?" He asked her, and she smiled.
"All I think is that when he asks you to go to the park during the Sox game..." She smiled again smuggly and his smile fell.
"Damnet, I told him we'd go to the park, didn't I?" He asked, and she nodded.
"And the Sox are on today, aren't they?" He asked again, and again Lindsay nodded and walked back to her car.
"Let's see how good you break the news to him when he looks at you with those blue eyes, that he got from you by the way." She said, still smiling, and walked to her car. Bobby turned, and his face turned back to a smile.
"We'll see." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
Bobby went to pick his son up at the office, then went straight home with Little Bobby in tow. When Little Bobby got home he raced to his room. Bobby shrugged and turned the game on. A few minutes later, Little Bobby came out with his hat, shovel and pail. He tapped Bobby on the shoulder.
"Daddy, come on! We haves to go to the park, youuuu promised!" He said, and Bobby sighed.
"I know Bud, but the Sox are on, and there might be a lot of kids at the park. And Daddy really likes the Red Sox, and what if you don't get a spot in the sand? And I know you really like the Red Sox too... so come on, lets stay here." He said.
"But Dadddddddyyyyyyyyyyy..."
"Bobby." He said sternly, but then realized he shouldn't be stern with him and smiled warmly. "Sit down next to me bud." He said, and Little Bobby sat down next to his dad and sighed. After a few minutes, Bobby looked over at Little Bobby and saw a few tears run down his little cheeks. Bobby sighed and got up, putting a tape in the VCR, then setting it.
"What are you doings?" Little Bobby asked him with a sniffle. Bobby looked at him and smiled.
"Come on Big Guy, let's go to the park." He said, and Little Bobby grinned from ear to ear, jumping off the couch and running to the door. Bobby helped him with his jacket and they left. Bobby craned his neck. Lindsay was right, once again. After all, who the hell CAN say 'no' to a crying boy with baby blue eyes? Whoever could, they weren't Bobby Donnell. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
3 hours later, Bobby Jr. and Sr. dragged their feet into the house, and slumped into the couch.
"Blanky?" Little Bobby said half-asleep, and Bobby sighed and went into his son's room to get his blanket. By the time he found it in the cluttered room, Little Bobby was fast asleep. Bobby smiled and turned on the end of the Sox game. They were up 6 to 4 in the top of the 8th against the Yankees. Bobby took out the Joey Vatona case and wrote down his basic story. He decided that tomorrow he would pull up something on that Marty guy, he could serve as a great witness. Just then the phone rang, and Bobby lunged for it, in fear it would wake up Bobby Jr..
"You went to the park." He recognised Lindsay's smug-voice on the other line.
"He was crying, Linds." He said defensively, and she laughed.
"Anyway, I think I'm gunna come over to the firm tomorrow around 10ish, so can you be there by then?" She asked. He twirled the phone's cord around his finger.
"I'll be there at 7." He said, and Lindsay coughed.
"Where's Little Bobby?" She asked, and Bobby laughed.
"Sleeping! Who knows the park as an all day event? We were there for 3 hours!" He said, whispering as Little Bobby squirmed.
"He does. He's a 1 1\2 year old in a park, what'd you expect?" Lindsay said. And Bobby smiled and paused.
"I think I'm getting old." He said finally. Lindsay laughed.
"Why?"
"Becuase I had a lot of fun at the park with my one-year-old." He yawned. Lindsay smiled on the other line.
"That doesn't make you old Bobby. It makes you a dad." She said after a few seconds of silence, and Bobby laughed.
"I hope so." He said, scratching his head.
"The game's back. I'm gunna go. I'll see you tomorrow around 10." She said. He agreed.
"Anything happen exciting in the game while I was gone?" He asked.
"Nope, nothing really. But there were a few good plays they'll probably show later after the game, so watch then. I gotta go. If Little Bobby needs to call to say goodnight, I might not be in, so tell him to call around 12. I'll see you later." She said.
"Yeah. Well, see ya. Bye."
"Bye." She said, and they both hung up. He looked at his sleeping son and smiled. He knew he haden't been the most involved father when him and Linds were married. Maybe it was better that they were seperated. He didn't know. At least now he valued his time with Little Bobby. He used to think he'd just see his son and Lindsay when he got home- there was time to go out for a drink. But now whenever he got off of work early, he would usually call Lindsay and ask her if just she or her and Little Bobby wanted to do something. But Bobby didn't like to think that him and his wife were better off seperated- he didn't believe anyone was better off seperated. Because seperation sometimes leads to divorce- something him and Lindsay had been very close to. He didn't EVER want to get divorced, but he just kept thinking hat maybe Lindsay would wake up one day and finally realize the jackass he was. That he cheated on her, he basically made her leave him. He slamed his fist against the cabnit just thinking about it. Why was he so scared? He wasen't sure anymore. All he was sure of was that he liked it better when he was positive of everything- not when there was the possibility that something could turn bad- now he wanted to always be sure. And he didn't want to be left with just him and his memories.
*I wasen't too crazy about part 5, let me know what you think. I'll get to part 6 as soon as I can. Please send reviews... more soon!* Linz
Summary- Bobby's new firm isn't doing too well, so he asks to go back part time at the old Practice.
Disclaimer- Why would D.E.K actually sue me? I'm not copying him or anything (*nervous laughter*)... ah why should I question the briliance of those people who deal with "The Practice?" I may as well just say it- I do not own any of the characters on "The Practice" or any of the item's and other thing's I mention.
Thx 2- Wow, I think this is the most reviews I'v ever gotten for a story! Thank you so much Linnie, Clair, Imzadi, and Monkeysw, I really appreciate all the reviews, they mean a lot. Linnie espicially, your reviews are long and really nice. (And to whoever writes on BobbyandLindsay4ever, I'm reading you're story now called Change of Pace, and it's so amazing, you really worked so hard on it, so if you end up reading this story, I just wanted to say your's is awsome!) Please everyone, send some more ;), thanks so much. Okay, here's part 5.
Bobby arrived at the Police Dept. and immediatly saw Eugine standing there.
"Hey. He's in custody?" He asked, and Eugine nodded.
"I told him not to talk until you got here, since I know nothing about this case. The cop's gunna survive, but he's still in trouble Bobby. It IS a felony to shoot a cop." Eugine reminded him incrediously, like he was reminding a todler not to touch a hot stove. Bobby nodded breafly and looked around.
"Where is he?"
"Ask the guard." Eugine answered, and Bobby stopped a police and the man pointed to a hallway. Bobby immediatly went down the hall and into the room after telling the guard he was Mr. Vatona's lawyer, and then went in. Joey was sitting there, sovreing his mouth, and when he saw Bobby enter, he immediatly lifted his hand off his mouth. Bobby stood in front of him.
"Joey, what were you doing?" He asked. Joey smiled.
"I- I was covering my mouth, because if someone tried to talk to me, I figured, ya know, I wouldn't talk." He smiled, as if his idea should win a prize. Bobby rolled his eyes and sat down.
"Joey, you need to tell me why you shot this cop." He said paciently. Joey got up to walk. He pased nervouslly.
"He grabbed me by the arm, and, and he said 'You're under arest for the posetion of cocane'. I was just bringing some to a dealer for my friend. I never deal, and I never will. It was just for my friend Marty. Anyway, before he could get the cuffs on I grabbed his gun and pointed it at him, and told him it wasen't me. It wasen't. I wasen't plannig to shoot him, I just wanted to let him know. But then someone grabbed me from behind and the gun went off, accendently hitting the guy. I'm telling you, I didn't mean to hit him. I just wanted to let him know that it wasen't me." He said truthfully and Bobby nodded.
"But you had the cocane on you?" Bobby asked, and Joey stood quietly.
"Yes. But it wasen't-"
"I know it wasen't you. But if you have cocane on you, plus you shot the cop, there's 2 charges right there." Joey sighed.
"But it WASEN'T me!" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
"We've got Mike Custer in for a drive by. I was gunna give him to Bobby, unless anyone wants him." Eugine said, looking around the office. Everyone shook their heads. Eugine sighed.
"Jimmy, can you just go try the arrenment, and I'll give the case to Bobby?" Eugine asked hopefully. Jimmy rolled his eyes and grabbed the file on the way out. As he walked out the door Lindsay passed him on the way in, carring Little Bobby.
"Eugine, did you talk to Vatona?" She asked, and Eugine shook his head.
"I know nothing about the case, I waited for Bobby." He said.
"Is Bobby down there with Vatona?" Lindsay asked, and Eugine nodded.
"Okay, I gotta go down there. Lucy, if you could just take him. Bye Bobby, be good." Lindsay said as Lucy reached over to grab Little Bobby.
"But Mommy, why can't I go with youuuu?" Little Bobby wined, and Lindsay smiled.
"Because Baby, Mommy and Daddy have some work to do." She said, kissing him on the cheek. "We'll be back soon Sweety." She said, and ran out the door.
"And becuase Mommy and Daddy are sleeping together again." Ellenor mumered. Everyone looked over at her in shock, but Little Bobby smiled.
"Yes, they are. I woke up the s'morning and Mommy AND Daddy boths were in Daddy's bed. They went nite nite together." He explained as Lucy put him down and pulled out the bin of toys for when Zoe and Little Bobby came into the office. Everyone snickered.
"Ellenor, how'd you find out?" Jamie asked, intrested. Ellenor smiled.
"Living with Helen has to count for something." She said, and Jamie smiled and went back to work. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
"What'd you get?" Lindsay asked as her and Bobby walked through the station.
"He said the cocane wasen't his and he shot the cop involuntarily. Someone came up behind him, causing the gun to go off by mistake." He explained. Then Bobby froze.
"Linds, wat'd you do with Little Bobby?" He asked, and Lindsay pulled him along.
"I left him with Lucy at the office." Lindsay said, and Bobby walked along to his car.
"We should be with him, it's Sunday. I should be with him." He corrected himself as Bobby walked to his car and Lindsay walked to hers.
"Bobby, it's okay. We're going back now, and I've got plans so I've gotta go home. You get Little Bobby allllllllllllllll day." She said, smiling, and Bobby smiled also.
"What, you think I don't like spending time with my own son?" He asked her, and she smiled.
"All I think is that when he asks you to go to the park during the Sox game..." She smiled again smuggly and his smile fell.
"Damnet, I told him we'd go to the park, didn't I?" He asked, and she nodded.
"And the Sox are on today, aren't they?" He asked again, and again Lindsay nodded and walked back to her car.
"Let's see how good you break the news to him when he looks at you with those blue eyes, that he got from you by the way." She said, still smiling, and walked to her car. Bobby turned, and his face turned back to a smile.
"We'll see." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
Bobby went to pick his son up at the office, then went straight home with Little Bobby in tow. When Little Bobby got home he raced to his room. Bobby shrugged and turned the game on. A few minutes later, Little Bobby came out with his hat, shovel and pail. He tapped Bobby on the shoulder.
"Daddy, come on! We haves to go to the park, youuuu promised!" He said, and Bobby sighed.
"I know Bud, but the Sox are on, and there might be a lot of kids at the park. And Daddy really likes the Red Sox, and what if you don't get a spot in the sand? And I know you really like the Red Sox too... so come on, lets stay here." He said.
"But Dadddddddyyyyyyyyyyy..."
"Bobby." He said sternly, but then realized he shouldn't be stern with him and smiled warmly. "Sit down next to me bud." He said, and Little Bobby sat down next to his dad and sighed. After a few minutes, Bobby looked over at Little Bobby and saw a few tears run down his little cheeks. Bobby sighed and got up, putting a tape in the VCR, then setting it.
"What are you doings?" Little Bobby asked him with a sniffle. Bobby looked at him and smiled.
"Come on Big Guy, let's go to the park." He said, and Little Bobby grinned from ear to ear, jumping off the couch and running to the door. Bobby helped him with his jacket and they left. Bobby craned his neck. Lindsay was right, once again. After all, who the hell CAN say 'no' to a crying boy with baby blue eyes? Whoever could, they weren't Bobby Donnell. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
3 hours later, Bobby Jr. and Sr. dragged their feet into the house, and slumped into the couch.
"Blanky?" Little Bobby said half-asleep, and Bobby sighed and went into his son's room to get his blanket. By the time he found it in the cluttered room, Little Bobby was fast asleep. Bobby smiled and turned on the end of the Sox game. They were up 6 to 4 in the top of the 8th against the Yankees. Bobby took out the Joey Vatona case and wrote down his basic story. He decided that tomorrow he would pull up something on that Marty guy, he could serve as a great witness. Just then the phone rang, and Bobby lunged for it, in fear it would wake up Bobby Jr..
"You went to the park." He recognised Lindsay's smug-voice on the other line.
"He was crying, Linds." He said defensively, and she laughed.
"Anyway, I think I'm gunna come over to the firm tomorrow around 10ish, so can you be there by then?" She asked. He twirled the phone's cord around his finger.
"I'll be there at 7." He said, and Lindsay coughed.
"Where's Little Bobby?" She asked, and Bobby laughed.
"Sleeping! Who knows the park as an all day event? We were there for 3 hours!" He said, whispering as Little Bobby squirmed.
"He does. He's a 1 1\2 year old in a park, what'd you expect?" Lindsay said. And Bobby smiled and paused.
"I think I'm getting old." He said finally. Lindsay laughed.
"Why?"
"Becuase I had a lot of fun at the park with my one-year-old." He yawned. Lindsay smiled on the other line.
"That doesn't make you old Bobby. It makes you a dad." She said after a few seconds of silence, and Bobby laughed.
"I hope so." He said, scratching his head.
"The game's back. I'm gunna go. I'll see you tomorrow around 10." She said. He agreed.
"Anything happen exciting in the game while I was gone?" He asked.
"Nope, nothing really. But there were a few good plays they'll probably show later after the game, so watch then. I gotta go. If Little Bobby needs to call to say goodnight, I might not be in, so tell him to call around 12. I'll see you later." She said.
"Yeah. Well, see ya. Bye."
"Bye." She said, and they both hung up. He looked at his sleeping son and smiled. He knew he haden't been the most involved father when him and Linds were married. Maybe it was better that they were seperated. He didn't know. At least now he valued his time with Little Bobby. He used to think he'd just see his son and Lindsay when he got home- there was time to go out for a drink. But now whenever he got off of work early, he would usually call Lindsay and ask her if just she or her and Little Bobby wanted to do something. But Bobby didn't like to think that him and his wife were better off seperated- he didn't believe anyone was better off seperated. Because seperation sometimes leads to divorce- something him and Lindsay had been very close to. He didn't EVER want to get divorced, but he just kept thinking hat maybe Lindsay would wake up one day and finally realize the jackass he was. That he cheated on her, he basically made her leave him. He slamed his fist against the cabnit just thinking about it. Why was he so scared? He wasen't sure anymore. All he was sure of was that he liked it better when he was positive of everything- not when there was the possibility that something could turn bad- now he wanted to always be sure. And he didn't want to be left with just him and his memories.
*I wasen't too crazy about part 5, let me know what you think. I'll get to part 6 as soon as I can. Please send reviews... more soon!* Linz