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. (Except Matt and Colin- they're all mine baby!)
Thx 2-
AUTHORS NOTE: PLS READ: Okay, last chapter I checked this story, and it looked like the story didn't print all the way out. I don't know if it was just my computer or not, but if there's not a note from me at the end, then the story didn't print right. If there is something wrong with the site, sum wun just send me an e-mail or something, but it's probably just my computer! Plus, someone told me the reviews weren't working, so if they're not someone just im me or e-mail me. Anyway, here's part 10...!
Action!....
Bobby his sons clothes and threw them into the suitcase as the bell rang for the second time. He ran to the door and opened it to find Lindsay with her arms crossed. He looked down and let her in.
"I've just gotta finish helping him pack up some stuff." He said, and Lindsay nodded acknowledgeingly. She haden't spoken to him directly since their fight. It had just been about the case at first, but it brought back something more. It brought back the seperation, and what it felt like not to be together again. And it wasen't exactly a warm feeling, but she had to stand on her own 2 feet now- Bobby was wrong about this case, and until he apoligized nothinng was going to happen between them. And it better be a damn good apoligy. She looked around. She could hear both Bobby's yelling in Little Bobby's room about what and what not to pack, and she would gladly go help, but she didn't want to be in the same room with her husband and her son- Little Bobby didn't know they were fighting, and it was better off that way. She looked down at the pink laced ribbon book. She had never seen it before, and it said photos on the front. She was bored as hell, so she sat down and flipped though it. It was actually arranged from the begining of their relationship to the end, and most things were labled. She wasen't sure how long she was looking at it, but before she knew it Bobby grabbed it from her hands and closed it.
"Don't say anything to anyone about that, please." He said pleadingly, and she nodded.
"Where's Bobby?" She asked. It was the first word she'd said to him in over a week., and they were both somewhat shocked.
"He's, uh, packing a few important toys." He said, and she nodded.
"That's cute." She said, gesturing to the album. He nodded.
"Yeah, thanks. It was just some memories, ya know?" He asked, and she nodded.
"You keep it there, on the table, like we're still together Bobby." She said, and he looked her way.
"Well.... are we?" He said aprehensivley, and she shrugged.
"I don't know Bobby." She said, sighing. He nodded. Then she turned to him.
"The other day I went to drop Little Bobby off at my office to do some work. The 1-year-old hung on to me and begged me not to leave because he thought I was leaving him there. Bobby, I took the rest of that day off and did things that I never considdered doing with him. We had a full adult conversation. He's almost 2, Bobby. He's not a new born anymore. We talked about cows, yes, cows. I know it doesn't sound like an adult thing, but we had a conversation, not, 'how pretty was your picture in school?' He's an amazing kid Bobby, whoever the hell raised him did an amazing job. Before I was concetrating an geting our big happy family back together. But ya know something, that little boy can stand on his own for as long as he needs to. We're not doing this for him. I mean, on some subconstios level maybe, but it's all for us. We've been concetrating so much on trying to get back together to a family we haven't been individual mothers and fathers to him. That's what a toddler needs now. People do it Bobby, it's not impossible." She said, looking down, but he stared at her.
"So you're giving up? You don't want to get back together because I didn't want you on the Herric case. Grow up Lindsay." He said with pitty, and she gave him a disgusting look.
"I can't believe I considdered letting you in again. After you slept with her-"
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP DAMNET! Lindsay, I can't take it anymore. I'm not good enough for a Harvard graduate. I'm not good enough for out son, I'm not a good enough lawyer. Please, spare me the one thing I have left, dignity, and get the hell out of my face." He said, and Lindsay picked up the book.
"This is a lie Bobby. This is what normal people have, it's the past, not the future. You can't change the past, what happened happened. But the future.... I can choose my future. And I'm not choosing to be with you." She said, throwing the album on the floor and walking to her son's room. Bobby looked at the floor where the album was, and attempeted to pick it up and throw it against the wall, but as he lifted it up he couldn't do it, and placed it gingerly on the table. He sat down and started into space- he waen't much of a cryer, he just got mad when bad things happened. If someone died or he was getting married sure he would cry, but right now wasen't a time for tears, it just wasen't. Finally Lindsay emerged with Little Bobby and a few bags. Bobby got up.
"If you need help-"
"I'm fine." Lindsay assured him, and he nodded and gave Little Bobby a hug goodbye. Little Bobby was feeling the bad vibe too, because he sad goodbye quietly and sagged his whole little self out the door. Lindsay obvouslly didn't say anything, just left and closed the door quietly behind her. After they left, Bobby sat back down and immediatly played back all the events in his head. She walked in, and who started it? He guessed it didn't really matter. But for the first time he felt like the arguement wasen't his fault, that this all wasn't him. He still loved Lindsay, and he was trying to protect her from Joey Herric. He was being a good person, a nice father and husband, and she got mad at him. He didn't even understand the half of it. He didn't know what to do. He haden't had any too huge problems like this since he left the firm. But he had an idea of what he should do. So he grabbed his brief case, locked the door behind him, and got into his car. He drove all the way there, thinking thinking thinking, but it didn't do any good. Finally he parked and walked in. Eugine had let him keep a key, of course. And he saw it, and it all made him feel better. The desk, the chairs, the files. He was in Donnell, Young, Dole, and Frutt. Sure now it was Young, Frutt, and whatever, but fundementally it was always D,Y,D&F. He walked into his office. Now it was Eugine's, and the couches were new and his pictures weren't there. They were replaced by pictures of Eugine and Kendall. Bobby smiled- Eugine and Sharron had worked things out okay, no problems. It took a while, but they did it. Bobby knew Lindsay would give up if he wanted to, but he just wasen't ready to do that yet. He sat down on the new couches. They were comfortable. He took all the work out of his brief case and started working. He couldn't think of anything else TO do. He remembered the night he abandoned this place. Lindsay had come in that day, said that the place was "fundementally him" and "always would be". She, once again, was right. He kept hoping someone would walk in, someone to talk to, but it was 11:00 on Friday and no one would be caught dead in a law firm unless they were the criminal. He didn't want to go cry to anyone, he never wanted help from anyone either. But a nice conversation with Eugine, Rebbecca, or even Ellenor or Jimmy would have been nice. Surprisingly, he got a good amount of work done. That is, until he heard the key in the lock turn. He froze. He wasen't on an angle to see anything, but he saw the shaddow and it was a man's figure. Eugine. Finally. He smiled. But then someone walked in.... and it wasen't Eugine. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
It was 12AM. That was all Lindsay kept thinking. 12AM and she had a toddler in the back of the car. He had dozed off at about 11:30, but she wasen't in any mood to go home. She thought about the office- no one would be there, and it was always nice to have a beer in there and relax. She had done it pleantly of times. But she wasen't about to bring her son to DYD&F at midnight. She drove around for a while, and then saw the exit to get off to Helen's place. Without thinking she turned and before she knew if she had Little Bobby balanced in one arm and was ringing the doorbell. Helen buzzed her up and Lindsay knocked on the door. Helen opened it in a robe and smiled. Ellenor turned from the couch. They were watching the news. Lindsay walked in and Helen immediatly took Bobby Jr. and placed him on the loveseat. He squirmed, but then fell back asleep.
"I'm sorry Helen, it was just automatic." She said, and Helen nodded understandingly. She looked over and Little Bobby and then shot Lindsay a worried look.
"You weren't clubbing with a toddler-"
"No!" Lindsay said rolling her eyes. Helen put down her bowl of ice cream. Ellenor was beyond confused, the only time Lindsay had ever came here in the middle of the night she was either drunk or hysterical crying, and that wasen't very often. Plus, she looked fine now. Helen looked into Lindsay's eyes and Lindsay did the same.
"Bobby?" Helen asked, and Lindsay nodded. Now Ellenor saw it- Lindsay was on the virge of tears after just the mention of his name. Helen leaned over and gave her a hug and Lindsay started crying. Not bawling, just sniffles. But when she finally lifted her head Ellenor saw the tear stains on her face.
"You okay?" Ellenor asked sympathetically, and Lindsay nodded dabbing her eyes.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She said, laying back on the couch.
"You slept with him again?" Helen asked, and Lindsay shook her head no. Ellenor looked at Lindsay.
"What do you mean again?" She asked hoping that wasen't it, but Lindsay didn't say anything, so Ellenor was forced to assume.
"It was one hour on the couch." She said somewhat regrettfully. Helen's eyes widened.
"One hour??" She asked surprised with a small smile. Lindsay returned the same tiny grin.
"Yes, I was a little behind schedule, okay?" She said, and even Ellenor had to laugh. But then they got serious.
"Lindsay, you have to lay off of him. You see him when you pick up Little Bobby and that's it. HE cheated on YOU, remember that. Don't run after him." Helen said, but Lindsay looked down.
"But I love him." She said quietly, and Helen and Ellenor exchanged looks. Lindsay continued. "I know he's a jackass, a real jackass, but something about him.... he's Bobby Donnell you guys. You know there's that one thing you've just gotta love about him that no matter what you just do. Ellenor, you know him too well, and Helen you dated the man. He's not sincere, maybe not too loving, but he can be surprisingly romantic at times. I've never.... I've never found anyone else like him. Weather that's good or bad I don't know anymore, but I do know that now, when he says he's sincere, he will be." She paused. "I just won't apposogize, because I know that if I do- if I don't give him a spin or a fight, he'll do it again. He's like a dog. You have to teach the man to stay loyal, and this is how it's done." She layed back, quite pleased with her speach, but she still didn't smile. It wasen't a happy speach. Helen considdered giving a speach herself, since she was a DA and Lindsay was a defense attorney, it happened often. But Helen didn't this time, and she figured that could've been the reason she switched over to defense. Because she finally agreed with Lindsay.That was true- there is this thing everyone loves about Bobby. It's just no one knows what it is yet. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
Alan Shore qiuetly went over to his desk and out the work on it. But when he saw the light in Eugine's office, he walked in. He was the last person Bobby wanted to see- the man he hated who thought his wife was beautiful. Alan peeked in and smiled, seeing Bobby. Bobby looked up and fake-smiled back, so Alan walked in.
"This.... this is Eugine's office you know." He said, sitting on the chair in front of Eugine's desk.
"Last year it wasen't." Bobby mumbled.
"See, Bobby, you have to understand something. You were here a long time ago. Your time is done now, you've moved on. You took Rebecca with you, who I heard was an exquisite lawyer. So please, go do business over there, we don't want you here." He said, spinning around in the swivle chair. Bobby looked up.
"Listen, maybe you don't want me here, but Eugine's my best friend, we started this place, and he'll always let me back in. In fact, at heart, I'll probably always be Senior Partner." He said, sounding unsure of the last statement. Alan laughed and Bobby cringed.
"Bobby listen to me. Don't try to be everyone's enemy. Because I tried, and it doesn't work. Be as nice as you can without caring what people think about you, because they'll respect you." He said, and he seemed so unlike his usual bragging self. Bobby just continued looking at his work, then finally looked up. He had noting better to do, so he grabbed a Buddwiser.
"Beer?" He asked, throwing one to Alan, and he caught it and opened it. Neither of them said anything until finally Bobby broke the silence.
"Why are you here?" He asked, putting his work asside. Alan shrugged.
"Why not? It's a nice place to come on a Friday night." He said, almost laughing. Bobby laughed too.
"You?"
"I had a fight with my wife." Bobby said simply, sipping the beer.
"You should start referring to her as your ex-wife, it's more efficient." He said, and Bobby smiled.
"Do we look like very efficient men?" He asked. He figured he was pretty drunk now, or he wouldn't have let Alan in in the first place. He had had about 3 beers before Alan had entered the firm, and even the paper had started getting blurry. But he knew what he was saying.
"Bobby.... why are you coming here?" Alan asked, taking a slug of his beer once again. Bobby looked at him, confused.
"Where?" He asked, getting more comfortable.
"This firm. You have your own now, Donnell, Washington, and Associates. What's left to acomplish here? You've pratically turned this place into what it is now, or so I've heard. What's left to do here?" He asked, and Bobby looked down.
"I.... I don't know. I have to admit, Donnell, Washington, and Associates hasen't attracted too many clients, so I'm in need of money. But I'm also curious. And homesick on some level. But.... I also wanna know how Eugine runs this place. Tell me, ur an associate. Is he good?" Bobby asked. Alan shrugged.
"To me no, of course not. But to Ellenor, Jimmy, Tara, Jamie, he seems decent. I, for one, am not his biggest fan, but what am I gunna do? Ellenor's good to me, I'll survive. You.... were you any good?" He asked, and Bobby smiled a crack.
"Probably not. I'd like to believe I was, but I slept with an associate, gave my secretary a piece of the firm, cheated on certain cases.... the list gets longer."
"It's nothing I haven't done, don't worry. Eugine, he's a strict one. Into the 'out-to-get-you' thing. Not too laid back." Alan explained, down to the bottom of his Budwisier. Bobby nodded.
"He never was. The divorce with Sharron was messy, so it didn't help. Then after Kendall got into drugs.... Eugine has been pretty rough all over ever since. I can get his emotions out, so can his son. But we're probably the only 2 people who can.... I doubt he'll ever find another girlfriend." He couldn't figure out why he was venting his emotions to Alan out of all people, but he knew it wasn't solely because he was so drunk. It was more a new person. Lindsay, the firm, they had prior things, so many prior things in that they wouldn't understand. They just wouldn't. But Alan.... he was a fresh new start. A new person to talk to. Sometimes everyone needed a new friend. Alan grabbed another beer.
"I'd like to see myself sleeping with Tara." He said, out of the blue, but Bobby knew where he was comming from.
"I'd like to find myself in bed with my wife, but we all have want's, don't we?" He crained his neck.
"But you and me, I think we both NEEDED this, this wasn't a want." Alan explined, and Bobby nodded understandingly.
"I was looking for Eugine, but I think I'm more glad you waltzed in." He smiled and laughed, and Alan returned the gesture. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
"Lindsay.... I'm guessing your not gunna let go, are you?" Helen asked, and Lindsay nodded, but barely. She was staring at Little Bobby. So many times they had messed up raising him- all day day care constantly wasn't the best thing for a toddler either. And she kept blaming it all on Bobby. It's Bobby's fault. It's always Bobby. Bobby Donnell, he's gotta be the source to all problems in the world. But she really noticed it wasn't true. Not at all. And this- this was all over a stupid case. He shouldn't have lied to her- espesially the 'New Bobby', you don't expect a man who's dieing for your approval to lie to you. But had she been too harsh on him? In her mind Sara and him were in the bed 24\7. But Lindsay.... she hadn't been giving back in the marrige. Neither of them were giving, not anything, not at all. She used to think once you fell in love, you stayed there. Forever. She didn't know that love and a marrige took work, that you fell out of love if you didn't work. But once you fell out of love, it wasn't over either. Because you could fall right back in again. Or you could stay strong, stay strong and stand your ground. But that took too much work also. Everything took work, there was never an easy way out, Lindsay was convinced of it. She was so willing to fall right back into his arms and cry, cry all day and all night. But she kept thinking the right thing to do was stay strong. After all, that's what her mom did. But her mom.... she lost so much when she lost her father. Lindsay didn't wanna loose all that. She didn't want to find someone else either, because she knew right where he would always be. Bobby was always right there, arms wide open. He was trying to protect her from Herric, just trying to tell her to come back, not to lie. But if this kept happening.... it would just be too much. She always said if he lies to me 'one more time'.... but 'one more time' has passed too many times. Now it's '2 more times' and '3 more times', '4 more times.' She had come to the conclusion that Bobby would walk all over her, he could, and she just wouldn't give a damn. She wasn't brave enough for all this. She just wanted him back. Helen continued, but Lindsay was still lost in her thoughts.
"Lindsay.... listen to me. Listen to yourself. You have to stay strong babe. And you know that, you know you don't want to hurt your son. I know you don't want to hurt Little Bobby, you love him more than that. We both know what Bobby's capable of, the love, the sex, the immage. But he destroyed you. Look at you Lindsay. We both know what he's really like, no matter what he does. So does Ellie, she's worked with him and known him for longer then both of us have-" Ellenor gave Helen a dirty look.
"Don't put me and Bobby in this, this is between Lindsay and her husband, not the man you know, not the man I know. If you 2 want to work for the marrige, you should. You have a son together. I don't care how many times I have to drill that into you head, because I will. Look into that little boy's eyes and try to tell him you won't try for him, you won't do anything to help him. Lindsay, when I spoke to you a few months ago you told me you had no feelings, no emotions. Well it looks like you're feeling now. Maybe you two needed a brake, maybe you're destined to fall flat on your faces. But this.... this is over a case Lindsay. Don't let work ruin your life, I've done it with Fred Spievac and I would never do it again, because when it comes down to work and family, I'm sure any wife and mother would quit her job and live on the streets for her family. Are you willing to do that Lindsay? Would you be willing to loose everything for Bobby Donnell and Little Donnell?" Everyone stared at Ellenor. But the words rang in Lindsay's ears. 'Would you be willing to loose everything for Bobby Donnell and Little Donnell?' Everything? Would she do that for the man that cheated on her? She would do it all for her son, not a question in her mind. And Bobby.... yes. She thought if it was work or Bobby, Bobby would come first. She had always thought that, and she hoped that she always would.
* How long did that take? Months? Yeah :-\. I'm so sorry, but I've been so busy I havn't had time to write. I'll keep continuing, even though I don't deserve them, please send sum reviews!! Ch. 11.... well I was gunna say ch. 11 soon, but I'm not so sure I can say that now :). Ch. 11 as soon as possible, there we go. Sorry again! -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. (Except Matt and Colin- they're all mine baby!)
Thx 2-
AUTHORS NOTE: PLS READ: Okay, last chapter I checked this story, and it looked like the story didn't print all the way out. I don't know if it was just my computer or not, but if there's not a note from me at the end, then the story didn't print right. If there is something wrong with the site, sum wun just send me an e-mail or something, but it's probably just my computer! Plus, someone told me the reviews weren't working, so if they're not someone just im me or e-mail me. Anyway, here's part 10...!
Action!....
Bobby his sons clothes and threw them into the suitcase as the bell rang for the second time. He ran to the door and opened it to find Lindsay with her arms crossed. He looked down and let her in.
"I've just gotta finish helping him pack up some stuff." He said, and Lindsay nodded acknowledgeingly. She haden't spoken to him directly since their fight. It had just been about the case at first, but it brought back something more. It brought back the seperation, and what it felt like not to be together again. And it wasen't exactly a warm feeling, but she had to stand on her own 2 feet now- Bobby was wrong about this case, and until he apoligized nothinng was going to happen between them. And it better be a damn good apoligy. She looked around. She could hear both Bobby's yelling in Little Bobby's room about what and what not to pack, and she would gladly go help, but she didn't want to be in the same room with her husband and her son- Little Bobby didn't know they were fighting, and it was better off that way. She looked down at the pink laced ribbon book. She had never seen it before, and it said photos on the front. She was bored as hell, so she sat down and flipped though it. It was actually arranged from the begining of their relationship to the end, and most things were labled. She wasen't sure how long she was looking at it, but before she knew it Bobby grabbed it from her hands and closed it.
"Don't say anything to anyone about that, please." He said pleadingly, and she nodded.
"Where's Bobby?" She asked. It was the first word she'd said to him in over a week., and they were both somewhat shocked.
"He's, uh, packing a few important toys." He said, and she nodded.
"That's cute." She said, gesturing to the album. He nodded.
"Yeah, thanks. It was just some memories, ya know?" He asked, and she nodded.
"You keep it there, on the table, like we're still together Bobby." She said, and he looked her way.
"Well.... are we?" He said aprehensivley, and she shrugged.
"I don't know Bobby." She said, sighing. He nodded. Then she turned to him.
"The other day I went to drop Little Bobby off at my office to do some work. The 1-year-old hung on to me and begged me not to leave because he thought I was leaving him there. Bobby, I took the rest of that day off and did things that I never considdered doing with him. We had a full adult conversation. He's almost 2, Bobby. He's not a new born anymore. We talked about cows, yes, cows. I know it doesn't sound like an adult thing, but we had a conversation, not, 'how pretty was your picture in school?' He's an amazing kid Bobby, whoever the hell raised him did an amazing job. Before I was concetrating an geting our big happy family back together. But ya know something, that little boy can stand on his own for as long as he needs to. We're not doing this for him. I mean, on some subconstios level maybe, but it's all for us. We've been concetrating so much on trying to get back together to a family we haven't been individual mothers and fathers to him. That's what a toddler needs now. People do it Bobby, it's not impossible." She said, looking down, but he stared at her.
"So you're giving up? You don't want to get back together because I didn't want you on the Herric case. Grow up Lindsay." He said with pitty, and she gave him a disgusting look.
"I can't believe I considdered letting you in again. After you slept with her-"
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP DAMNET! Lindsay, I can't take it anymore. I'm not good enough for a Harvard graduate. I'm not good enough for out son, I'm not a good enough lawyer. Please, spare me the one thing I have left, dignity, and get the hell out of my face." He said, and Lindsay picked up the book.
"This is a lie Bobby. This is what normal people have, it's the past, not the future. You can't change the past, what happened happened. But the future.... I can choose my future. And I'm not choosing to be with you." She said, throwing the album on the floor and walking to her son's room. Bobby looked at the floor where the album was, and attempeted to pick it up and throw it against the wall, but as he lifted it up he couldn't do it, and placed it gingerly on the table. He sat down and started into space- he waen't much of a cryer, he just got mad when bad things happened. If someone died or he was getting married sure he would cry, but right now wasen't a time for tears, it just wasen't. Finally Lindsay emerged with Little Bobby and a few bags. Bobby got up.
"If you need help-"
"I'm fine." Lindsay assured him, and he nodded and gave Little Bobby a hug goodbye. Little Bobby was feeling the bad vibe too, because he sad goodbye quietly and sagged his whole little self out the door. Lindsay obvouslly didn't say anything, just left and closed the door quietly behind her. After they left, Bobby sat back down and immediatly played back all the events in his head. She walked in, and who started it? He guessed it didn't really matter. But for the first time he felt like the arguement wasen't his fault, that this all wasn't him. He still loved Lindsay, and he was trying to protect her from Joey Herric. He was being a good person, a nice father and husband, and she got mad at him. He didn't even understand the half of it. He didn't know what to do. He haden't had any too huge problems like this since he left the firm. But he had an idea of what he should do. So he grabbed his brief case, locked the door behind him, and got into his car. He drove all the way there, thinking thinking thinking, but it didn't do any good. Finally he parked and walked in. Eugine had let him keep a key, of course. And he saw it, and it all made him feel better. The desk, the chairs, the files. He was in Donnell, Young, Dole, and Frutt. Sure now it was Young, Frutt, and whatever, but fundementally it was always D,Y,D&F. He walked into his office. Now it was Eugine's, and the couches were new and his pictures weren't there. They were replaced by pictures of Eugine and Kendall. Bobby smiled- Eugine and Sharron had worked things out okay, no problems. It took a while, but they did it. Bobby knew Lindsay would give up if he wanted to, but he just wasen't ready to do that yet. He sat down on the new couches. They were comfortable. He took all the work out of his brief case and started working. He couldn't think of anything else TO do. He remembered the night he abandoned this place. Lindsay had come in that day, said that the place was "fundementally him" and "always would be". She, once again, was right. He kept hoping someone would walk in, someone to talk to, but it was 11:00 on Friday and no one would be caught dead in a law firm unless they were the criminal. He didn't want to go cry to anyone, he never wanted help from anyone either. But a nice conversation with Eugine, Rebbecca, or even Ellenor or Jimmy would have been nice. Surprisingly, he got a good amount of work done. That is, until he heard the key in the lock turn. He froze. He wasen't on an angle to see anything, but he saw the shaddow and it was a man's figure. Eugine. Finally. He smiled. But then someone walked in.... and it wasen't Eugine. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
It was 12AM. That was all Lindsay kept thinking. 12AM and she had a toddler in the back of the car. He had dozed off at about 11:30, but she wasen't in any mood to go home. She thought about the office- no one would be there, and it was always nice to have a beer in there and relax. She had done it pleantly of times. But she wasen't about to bring her son to DYD&F at midnight. She drove around for a while, and then saw the exit to get off to Helen's place. Without thinking she turned and before she knew if she had Little Bobby balanced in one arm and was ringing the doorbell. Helen buzzed her up and Lindsay knocked on the door. Helen opened it in a robe and smiled. Ellenor turned from the couch. They were watching the news. Lindsay walked in and Helen immediatly took Bobby Jr. and placed him on the loveseat. He squirmed, but then fell back asleep.
"I'm sorry Helen, it was just automatic." She said, and Helen nodded understandingly. She looked over and Little Bobby and then shot Lindsay a worried look.
"You weren't clubbing with a toddler-"
"No!" Lindsay said rolling her eyes. Helen put down her bowl of ice cream. Ellenor was beyond confused, the only time Lindsay had ever came here in the middle of the night she was either drunk or hysterical crying, and that wasen't very often. Plus, she looked fine now. Helen looked into Lindsay's eyes and Lindsay did the same.
"Bobby?" Helen asked, and Lindsay nodded. Now Ellenor saw it- Lindsay was on the virge of tears after just the mention of his name. Helen leaned over and gave her a hug and Lindsay started crying. Not bawling, just sniffles. But when she finally lifted her head Ellenor saw the tear stains on her face.
"You okay?" Ellenor asked sympathetically, and Lindsay nodded dabbing her eyes.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She said, laying back on the couch.
"You slept with him again?" Helen asked, and Lindsay shook her head no. Ellenor looked at Lindsay.
"What do you mean again?" She asked hoping that wasen't it, but Lindsay didn't say anything, so Ellenor was forced to assume.
"It was one hour on the couch." She said somewhat regrettfully. Helen's eyes widened.
"One hour??" She asked surprised with a small smile. Lindsay returned the same tiny grin.
"Yes, I was a little behind schedule, okay?" She said, and even Ellenor had to laugh. But then they got serious.
"Lindsay, you have to lay off of him. You see him when you pick up Little Bobby and that's it. HE cheated on YOU, remember that. Don't run after him." Helen said, but Lindsay looked down.
"But I love him." She said quietly, and Helen and Ellenor exchanged looks. Lindsay continued. "I know he's a jackass, a real jackass, but something about him.... he's Bobby Donnell you guys. You know there's that one thing you've just gotta love about him that no matter what you just do. Ellenor, you know him too well, and Helen you dated the man. He's not sincere, maybe not too loving, but he can be surprisingly romantic at times. I've never.... I've never found anyone else like him. Weather that's good or bad I don't know anymore, but I do know that now, when he says he's sincere, he will be." She paused. "I just won't apposogize, because I know that if I do- if I don't give him a spin or a fight, he'll do it again. He's like a dog. You have to teach the man to stay loyal, and this is how it's done." She layed back, quite pleased with her speach, but she still didn't smile. It wasen't a happy speach. Helen considdered giving a speach herself, since she was a DA and Lindsay was a defense attorney, it happened often. But Helen didn't this time, and she figured that could've been the reason she switched over to defense. Because she finally agreed with Lindsay.That was true- there is this thing everyone loves about Bobby. It's just no one knows what it is yet. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
Alan Shore qiuetly went over to his desk and out the work on it. But when he saw the light in Eugine's office, he walked in. He was the last person Bobby wanted to see- the man he hated who thought his wife was beautiful. Alan peeked in and smiled, seeing Bobby. Bobby looked up and fake-smiled back, so Alan walked in.
"This.... this is Eugine's office you know." He said, sitting on the chair in front of Eugine's desk.
"Last year it wasen't." Bobby mumbled.
"See, Bobby, you have to understand something. You were here a long time ago. Your time is done now, you've moved on. You took Rebecca with you, who I heard was an exquisite lawyer. So please, go do business over there, we don't want you here." He said, spinning around in the swivle chair. Bobby looked up.
"Listen, maybe you don't want me here, but Eugine's my best friend, we started this place, and he'll always let me back in. In fact, at heart, I'll probably always be Senior Partner." He said, sounding unsure of the last statement. Alan laughed and Bobby cringed.
"Bobby listen to me. Don't try to be everyone's enemy. Because I tried, and it doesn't work. Be as nice as you can without caring what people think about you, because they'll respect you." He said, and he seemed so unlike his usual bragging self. Bobby just continued looking at his work, then finally looked up. He had noting better to do, so he grabbed a Buddwiser.
"Beer?" He asked, throwing one to Alan, and he caught it and opened it. Neither of them said anything until finally Bobby broke the silence.
"Why are you here?" He asked, putting his work asside. Alan shrugged.
"Why not? It's a nice place to come on a Friday night." He said, almost laughing. Bobby laughed too.
"You?"
"I had a fight with my wife." Bobby said simply, sipping the beer.
"You should start referring to her as your ex-wife, it's more efficient." He said, and Bobby smiled.
"Do we look like very efficient men?" He asked. He figured he was pretty drunk now, or he wouldn't have let Alan in in the first place. He had had about 3 beers before Alan had entered the firm, and even the paper had started getting blurry. But he knew what he was saying.
"Bobby.... why are you coming here?" Alan asked, taking a slug of his beer once again. Bobby looked at him, confused.
"Where?" He asked, getting more comfortable.
"This firm. You have your own now, Donnell, Washington, and Associates. What's left to acomplish here? You've pratically turned this place into what it is now, or so I've heard. What's left to do here?" He asked, and Bobby looked down.
"I.... I don't know. I have to admit, Donnell, Washington, and Associates hasen't attracted too many clients, so I'm in need of money. But I'm also curious. And homesick on some level. But.... I also wanna know how Eugine runs this place. Tell me, ur an associate. Is he good?" Bobby asked. Alan shrugged.
"To me no, of course not. But to Ellenor, Jimmy, Tara, Jamie, he seems decent. I, for one, am not his biggest fan, but what am I gunna do? Ellenor's good to me, I'll survive. You.... were you any good?" He asked, and Bobby smiled a crack.
"Probably not. I'd like to believe I was, but I slept with an associate, gave my secretary a piece of the firm, cheated on certain cases.... the list gets longer."
"It's nothing I haven't done, don't worry. Eugine, he's a strict one. Into the 'out-to-get-you' thing. Not too laid back." Alan explained, down to the bottom of his Budwisier. Bobby nodded.
"He never was. The divorce with Sharron was messy, so it didn't help. Then after Kendall got into drugs.... Eugine has been pretty rough all over ever since. I can get his emotions out, so can his son. But we're probably the only 2 people who can.... I doubt he'll ever find another girlfriend." He couldn't figure out why he was venting his emotions to Alan out of all people, but he knew it wasn't solely because he was so drunk. It was more a new person. Lindsay, the firm, they had prior things, so many prior things in that they wouldn't understand. They just wouldn't. But Alan.... he was a fresh new start. A new person to talk to. Sometimes everyone needed a new friend. Alan grabbed another beer.
"I'd like to see myself sleeping with Tara." He said, out of the blue, but Bobby knew where he was comming from.
"I'd like to find myself in bed with my wife, but we all have want's, don't we?" He crained his neck.
"But you and me, I think we both NEEDED this, this wasn't a want." Alan explined, and Bobby nodded understandingly.
"I was looking for Eugine, but I think I'm more glad you waltzed in." He smiled and laughed, and Alan returned the gesture. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------
"Lindsay.... I'm guessing your not gunna let go, are you?" Helen asked, and Lindsay nodded, but barely. She was staring at Little Bobby. So many times they had messed up raising him- all day day care constantly wasn't the best thing for a toddler either. And she kept blaming it all on Bobby. It's Bobby's fault. It's always Bobby. Bobby Donnell, he's gotta be the source to all problems in the world. But she really noticed it wasn't true. Not at all. And this- this was all over a stupid case. He shouldn't have lied to her- espesially the 'New Bobby', you don't expect a man who's dieing for your approval to lie to you. But had she been too harsh on him? In her mind Sara and him were in the bed 24\7. But Lindsay.... she hadn't been giving back in the marrige. Neither of them were giving, not anything, not at all. She used to think once you fell in love, you stayed there. Forever. She didn't know that love and a marrige took work, that you fell out of love if you didn't work. But once you fell out of love, it wasn't over either. Because you could fall right back in again. Or you could stay strong, stay strong and stand your ground. But that took too much work also. Everything took work, there was never an easy way out, Lindsay was convinced of it. She was so willing to fall right back into his arms and cry, cry all day and all night. But she kept thinking the right thing to do was stay strong. After all, that's what her mom did. But her mom.... she lost so much when she lost her father. Lindsay didn't wanna loose all that. She didn't want to find someone else either, because she knew right where he would always be. Bobby was always right there, arms wide open. He was trying to protect her from Herric, just trying to tell her to come back, not to lie. But if this kept happening.... it would just be too much. She always said if he lies to me 'one more time'.... but 'one more time' has passed too many times. Now it's '2 more times' and '3 more times', '4 more times.' She had come to the conclusion that Bobby would walk all over her, he could, and she just wouldn't give a damn. She wasn't brave enough for all this. She just wanted him back. Helen continued, but Lindsay was still lost in her thoughts.
"Lindsay.... listen to me. Listen to yourself. You have to stay strong babe. And you know that, you know you don't want to hurt your son. I know you don't want to hurt Little Bobby, you love him more than that. We both know what Bobby's capable of, the love, the sex, the immage. But he destroyed you. Look at you Lindsay. We both know what he's really like, no matter what he does. So does Ellie, she's worked with him and known him for longer then both of us have-" Ellenor gave Helen a dirty look.
"Don't put me and Bobby in this, this is between Lindsay and her husband, not the man you know, not the man I know. If you 2 want to work for the marrige, you should. You have a son together. I don't care how many times I have to drill that into you head, because I will. Look into that little boy's eyes and try to tell him you won't try for him, you won't do anything to help him. Lindsay, when I spoke to you a few months ago you told me you had no feelings, no emotions. Well it looks like you're feeling now. Maybe you two needed a brake, maybe you're destined to fall flat on your faces. But this.... this is over a case Lindsay. Don't let work ruin your life, I've done it with Fred Spievac and I would never do it again, because when it comes down to work and family, I'm sure any wife and mother would quit her job and live on the streets for her family. Are you willing to do that Lindsay? Would you be willing to loose everything for Bobby Donnell and Little Donnell?" Everyone stared at Ellenor. But the words rang in Lindsay's ears. 'Would you be willing to loose everything for Bobby Donnell and Little Donnell?' Everything? Would she do that for the man that cheated on her? She would do it all for her son, not a question in her mind. And Bobby.... yes. She thought if it was work or Bobby, Bobby would come first. She had always thought that, and she hoped that she always would.
* How long did that take? Months? Yeah :-\. I'm so sorry, but I've been so busy I havn't had time to write. I'll keep continuing, even though I don't deserve them, please send sum reviews!! Ch. 11.... well I was gunna say ch. 11 soon, but I'm not so sure I can say that now :). Ch. 11 as soon as possible, there we go. Sorry again! -Linz-*