Kurt walked into his office; furious. He had specifically told Rock to be
in his office first thing in the morning and, even if he knew that Rock
wouldn't listen, he had hoped that he at least would have made an effort in
being there. Even if it was three hours later than expected. Once he didn't
come, however, he went to his own office and plopped down on his chair.
Skimming over the file that Vince had given him, he could still feel the
anger that was flowing inside of him but that he was trying to get rid of.
Being angry wouldn't solve anything. As he concentrated himself for the
first time all morning and he started memorizing some notes, the door
opened, which caused him to sigh in exasperation and looked up annoyingly
to his secretary. "What? Don't you see I'm busy?" When he noticed his
secretary's shocked expression, sighs and leans back on his seat. "Sorry.
It's been a long morning. What is it?"
The secretary, that had been slightly offended at his outburst, only handed him a post-it that had been given to her and walked out of the office. Kurt, frowning slightly, read it as he saw the slightly messy handwriting and with "The Rock" written as a signature. Sighing slightly, he took a deep breath before reading the note out loud: "Where the hell are you? I'm waiting for you in the parking lot; get your ass down here A.S.A.P. We've got work to do!" Shaking his head, Kurt put on his coat and made his way to the elevator to go to the parking lot. When he saw Rock's black 2003 Mercedez Benz parked and saw him there, he walked there and got in the passenger's seat.
"What the hell took you so long? We have to get to work, you know." His shirt had three buttons unbuttoned again and his tie was in the backseat. He was wearing a blue suit, but not as dark as the one from the day before, his hair was neatly cut and he had just shaved that morning. His dark shades were on as he looked ahead at nothing, not turning towards Kurt, and eating a chocolate donut.
"I was waiting for you in your office."
"The Rock *told* you that he wasn't going to be there. It's your problem if you didn't believe me." Without waiting for an answer, he turned on the car and started driving away right after he finished his donut. He didn't bother turning to Kurt for anything, he just kept driving.
Kurt turned to Rock, frowning slightly. Rock's usual cocky attitude wasn't there anymore, and event through his shades, he could see that there was something wrong with him. "You alright?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" Once they stopped at a red light, he turned to Kurt and gave him a look that indicated for him to not ask anymore.
"Maybe I want to know why you were late."
Rock frowned and glared at him. "Maybe I don't want to tell you." After the awkward silence, Rock took a folder that had been resting on the backseat and threw it to Kurt. "Read that."
"Why?"
"Just read it!"
Kurt frowned at him and opened the folder, inspecting it. It had pictures from surveillance cameras and addresses. Nothing that Vince had given them. "Where did you get this?"
"I may look like I don't care about my job, but I didn't get to be the best for no reason." As he drove, his mind went back to that morning, but he kept pushing the thoughts back. Once they got down at a coffee shop, watches Kurt go out to talk on his cell phone while he got down after a short while and going into the shop. It wasn't long after, though, that he walked out with two coffees and got in the car, handing Kurt the coffee.
Surprised, Kurt took it and watched as Rock took a sip of his and yet again started eating a donut. "You know, now I see why people think that policemen love donuts. You gave us that bad reputation." Kurt looked at the coffee in his hand and then back at Rock. He hadn't poisoned it, had he.? Hesitating, he took a sip and, when he felt perfectly fine, frowns slightly at Rock in confusion. "Thanks for the coffee. I didn't think you'd buy me one. I heard you hated working with partners."
Rock shrugged, already half way through his coffee. "I do hate partners. But I didn't buy it."
"Then.?"
Smirking, Rock finished his coffee. "You were the one that treated the coffee today." When he saw Kurt's expression of confusion, laughs. "You really shouldn't leave your coat unattended." Without saying anything else, Rock threw to him the wallet that he had taken from Kurt's coat pocket. "Cute kids, by the way."
Kurt opened his wallet and checked that everything was in order before closing it and putting it away. "Thanks."
"Sure thing." As he looked out the window onto the pier next to the parking lot, he saw someone that was going to deliver some papers for him and frowns slightly as he saw that person talking to someone else. "I'll be right back." Without anything else, he got out of the car and walked there.
Kurt was about to follow him, but stopped from reaching for the door when he heard Rock's cell phone from the back seat ring. Looking at it hesitantly, he took it and answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Daddy.?"
The secretary, that had been slightly offended at his outburst, only handed him a post-it that had been given to her and walked out of the office. Kurt, frowning slightly, read it as he saw the slightly messy handwriting and with "The Rock" written as a signature. Sighing slightly, he took a deep breath before reading the note out loud: "Where the hell are you? I'm waiting for you in the parking lot; get your ass down here A.S.A.P. We've got work to do!" Shaking his head, Kurt put on his coat and made his way to the elevator to go to the parking lot. When he saw Rock's black 2003 Mercedez Benz parked and saw him there, he walked there and got in the passenger's seat.
"What the hell took you so long? We have to get to work, you know." His shirt had three buttons unbuttoned again and his tie was in the backseat. He was wearing a blue suit, but not as dark as the one from the day before, his hair was neatly cut and he had just shaved that morning. His dark shades were on as he looked ahead at nothing, not turning towards Kurt, and eating a chocolate donut.
"I was waiting for you in your office."
"The Rock *told* you that he wasn't going to be there. It's your problem if you didn't believe me." Without waiting for an answer, he turned on the car and started driving away right after he finished his donut. He didn't bother turning to Kurt for anything, he just kept driving.
Kurt turned to Rock, frowning slightly. Rock's usual cocky attitude wasn't there anymore, and event through his shades, he could see that there was something wrong with him. "You alright?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" Once they stopped at a red light, he turned to Kurt and gave him a look that indicated for him to not ask anymore.
"Maybe I want to know why you were late."
Rock frowned and glared at him. "Maybe I don't want to tell you." After the awkward silence, Rock took a folder that had been resting on the backseat and threw it to Kurt. "Read that."
"Why?"
"Just read it!"
Kurt frowned at him and opened the folder, inspecting it. It had pictures from surveillance cameras and addresses. Nothing that Vince had given them. "Where did you get this?"
"I may look like I don't care about my job, but I didn't get to be the best for no reason." As he drove, his mind went back to that morning, but he kept pushing the thoughts back. Once they got down at a coffee shop, watches Kurt go out to talk on his cell phone while he got down after a short while and going into the shop. It wasn't long after, though, that he walked out with two coffees and got in the car, handing Kurt the coffee.
Surprised, Kurt took it and watched as Rock took a sip of his and yet again started eating a donut. "You know, now I see why people think that policemen love donuts. You gave us that bad reputation." Kurt looked at the coffee in his hand and then back at Rock. He hadn't poisoned it, had he.? Hesitating, he took a sip and, when he felt perfectly fine, frowns slightly at Rock in confusion. "Thanks for the coffee. I didn't think you'd buy me one. I heard you hated working with partners."
Rock shrugged, already half way through his coffee. "I do hate partners. But I didn't buy it."
"Then.?"
Smirking, Rock finished his coffee. "You were the one that treated the coffee today." When he saw Kurt's expression of confusion, laughs. "You really shouldn't leave your coat unattended." Without saying anything else, Rock threw to him the wallet that he had taken from Kurt's coat pocket. "Cute kids, by the way."
Kurt opened his wallet and checked that everything was in order before closing it and putting it away. "Thanks."
"Sure thing." As he looked out the window onto the pier next to the parking lot, he saw someone that was going to deliver some papers for him and frowns slightly as he saw that person talking to someone else. "I'll be right back." Without anything else, he got out of the car and walked there.
Kurt was about to follow him, but stopped from reaching for the door when he heard Rock's cell phone from the back seat ring. Looking at it hesitantly, he took it and answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Daddy.?"