Darien opened his eyes slowly and saw the white tiles of his bedroom ceiling. He rolled over onto his side and looked at his alarm clock, which said 7:25. "Ah crap," he mumbled under his breath. Darien got out of bed and went to his bedroom door. He remembered that he had company and turned back to look for some pants. After slipping them on he walked back to the door and opened it. He sniffed the air and said, "Is something burning?" He walked into his kitchen to find Jesse mixing something in a bowel. "Morning." Darien said with a bit of question in his voice.
"Morning." Jesse replied with cheer in her voice. " I thought I'd make you breakfast as a thanks for letting me stay. Where are your plates?"
Darien sat down at the table in front of where Jesse was standing and pointed to a cupboard just behind her. She grabbed a plate and set it in front of him. She put some bacon on the plate then Darien said, "Coffee?"
"Got you covered." Jesse replied grabbing his cup and pouring Darien a fresh cup of coffee.
"Good girl. So what else are you making?"
"Well just bacon and pancakes. But I can't find the essential ingredient for the pancakes."
"Chocolate chips," Darien and Jesse said in unison. They looked up at each other then slowly smiled.
"They're in the second cupboard to the left." Darien pointed out to her again. Jesse grabbed the chocolate chips out of the cupboard and then added them to the pancake batter. She mixed them in then put three globs in the frying pan. Pouring herself a cup of coffee she sat down across from Darien. "So do you do this every morning?"
"No. One, I'm never up this early, unless need be. Two, I hate cooking." She answered
"Don't I feel special." Jesse flipped the pancakes over, and took them off a minute later to set them on Darien's plate. "So who is this Kilwallski guy?"
Jesse smiled before answering, "I guess you could say he is like your Official. And he is similar to a probation officer, with a major temper problem." Darien laughed "Hurry up and eat, because you need a shower."
"Again with the insults."
As Darien's car pulled up along side of a tall office building, Jesse lifted her shades onto her head and groaned. Darien and Jesse got out of the car and walked into the office building. They stepped into the elevator and Jesse pushed the button for the tenth floor. Darien and Jesse looked at each other and noticed that their stance was the same. They both shifted and coughed and the same time. They looked at each other again with the same expression on their face when finally the elevator doors opened. Stepping out, the both shook their heads.
The office on the tenth floor was full of chatter and cubicles. People doing paper work, answering phones, delivering messages back and forth to each other; it was complete and total chaos. Jesse put her hands into her jacket pockets and kept walking with her head slightly downward.
A voice from behind her said, "Fawkes!" Both Darien and Jesse turned. A man with dark hair and looked about in his mid twenties can over and gave Jesse a high-five. "How the hell have you been foxy girl?"
"Not too bad you?"
"Meh. Same old same old. Heard you pissed off the Chief pretty bad."
"When isn't he pissed at me. By the way this is my friend Darien. Darien this is Chase." The two shook hands and smiled at each other.
The three of them jumped as a door slammed open and a chubby, bald man appeared and screamed, "FAWKES GET YOUR SCRAWY ASS IN MY OFFICE NOW!"
"Well it looks like hard ass knows I'm here. Ah Darien you might want to stay here." Jesse said before walking through the open door of the bald man's office. The bald man eyed her as she walked past him then walked into his office and slammed the door behind him.
"Is he always like that?" Darien asked Chase.
"Well yes and no." Chase replied. "He is like 'that' just when Fawkes is around. Otherwise he is calmer."
"What's calmer?"
"Well, ok he is mostly like that. I better get back to work, but it was nice to meet you."
"You too." Darien replied. Darien glanced over to the beautiful woman sitting over at the front desk. He walked over to her and leaned against the marble desk and said, "So you work here."
Jesse sat down in the chair in front of Kilwallski's desk. She propped up her legs on his desk and crossed them. Before Kilwallski sat down, he pushed her legs off his desk.
"Well it's nice to see you don't have any more piercing any more." He said folding his hands on his desk.
"Yeah well I thought I'd go less extreme and get a tattoo on my ass. Wanna see?" She replied smiling smugly.
"It's smart ass remarks that get you into trouble like this Fawkes." Jesse just rolled her eyes. "I'll make this short and sweet Fawkes. I know what your motives were, and I understand, but the next time don't be so god damned reckless. Contact me first. You are a 16-year-old girl with a criminal record. And you're not with the agency anymore. Remember?"
Jesse sighed and then said, "Yes, sir."
"Good. I've informed Charles Borden that who you are is classified, but I've granted him permission to that knowledge. So you're going to take this file to him and call me tomorrow morning. Got it?"
"Yes, sir." Jesse said flatly and taking the file.
"Good. Now get out of here." Jesse got up and headed for the door. "Oh, and Fawkes. Hope you never thought that by you leaving the agency you would get rid of me."
Jesse turned back then said, "Only in my dreams would I be rid of you Kilwallski." Jesse turned back around and walked out the door.