DISCLAIMER
Okay, I know I made it look like they were about to meet Belinda, but I really wanted to put this chapter up before I forgot abut it. This chapter has my first flashback. I don't know what Martin Barringer does for a living, but since Scott told Shelby in "The Kids Stay In The Picture" that he had traveled a lot, I'm just gonna put him in sales. always wondered what had made Martin finally believe Scott about Elaine. I mean, I honestly doubt that he just woke up one day and thought 'You know, I believe my son'. And if you don't like what I have, alternative suggestionsas long as they're politeare welcomed. Anything you don't recognize belongs to me, the rest belongs to Fox Family.
In his office, Martin Barringer sat at his desk, filing paperwork.
"Okay, we made a two thousand dollar profit on that sale and a fifteen hundred dollar profit on that sale," the man muttered. A knock on his door brought him out of his reverie.
"Enter," the man stated. The door opened to reveal his secretary, Marie Cranston.
"I'm sorry to disturb you, sir, but this came for you. They said it was important," she apologized. Confused, he took the envelope. Marie watched as he opened it. The man's face darkened.
"Mr. Barringer, what's wrong?" the secretary wondered.
"It's from my ex-wife. I'm being sued," he answered.
"Sued? For what?" she asked.
"Custody of my son," he responded.
"Wasn't he the one" Marie began to ask.
"Who was raped by my second wife? Yes," Martin interrupted darkly. His mind drifted back to night he had found out that Elaine had indeed raped Scott.
Martin and Elaine kissed passionately.
"Oh. Oh, baby," Elaine breathed.
"Baby, Lover, Beautiful," Martin murmured.
"Say you love me," Elaine urged. Martin just continued to kiss her.
"Come on, say you love me," Elaine whined. His only answer was more kisses.
"Scotty, say you love me," Elaine whined again. Martin pulled back.
"What did you just say?" he asked.
"IInothing," Elaine stammered.
"You said 'Scotty'. You said my son's name," Martin snapped.
"Martin, I" Elaine tried to explain.
"You had sex with my son? How could you?" Martin interrupted furiously.
"Martin, really, I" Elaine tried once again.
"Just go. Just take your things and get out of here. I never want to see you again," Martin said, interrupting her a second time. Elaine slid off the bed and went to the closet, where she gathered up her things. Martin couldn't even watch as she passed him on her way out.
"Sir?" Marie asked, breaking into his trance.
"Thank you, Marie. That will be all," Martin told her.
"Yes, sir," Marie responded. With that, she left the office.
