Ingird woke up to the sunlight shining down on her face through the window. She opened her eyes as slow as possible hoping that everything that happened was a dream. As her eyes opened fully she saw Fillmore drifting to sleep.
God---. Why me? Why does god hate me?
She looked around trying to prevent herself from screaming her lungs out. She heard the door open.
"Hey Fillmore I'll watch her for a while." Someone said.
Fillmore got up and walked out. Ingrid turned and saw that it was Anza. Ingrid smiled at him. He smiled back.
"Is Vallejo trying to send me to an early grave?" Ingrid asked.
"I don't know. I mean that's what you and Fillmore tried to do ten years ago." He said.
"And he still holds a grudge. That's plain dirty. Aren't captians supposed to be about codes and no emotions?" Ingird asked desperatly.
"Well not Vallejo." Anza said.
Ingrid snorted. "So what changed?"
"Well you know about me and Karen. O'Farrell got married." Joseph said.
"What!" Ingrid exclaimed in disbelief.
"Love always finds a way." He said laughing at her outburst.
Ingrid scoffed in disagreement. "Love is evil."
"Just wait. And Vallejo has a wife and two kids. His kids are 2 and 4." He said.
"Wow. Vallejo actually has a family. And here I thought he was going to die single." Ingrid said.
"Well we all know that what we want isn't always what we get." Anza said.
"Yeah." Ingrid said.
Joseph and Ingird started to talk about random things and about his and Karen's wedding. From time to time there would be people that wanted to wish her well. And Ingrid's sister called. Vallejo and the others came. Another happy reunion. Vallejo glared at Ingrid's comment about him dying single. And him and the others laughed about Vallejo putting her in an early grave. Anza switched places with O'Farrell.
"So. I heard that you got married." Ingrid said.
"Yeah. One year ago." he said.
"Jeez and in middle school you used to freak everyone out." Ingrid said laughing.
"Can we not talk about that incident please." He said blushing.
Ingrid cracked up. The louder she laughed the redder he got. Soon she stopped.
"I'm sorry it was just so funny." Ingrid said wiping that tears of laughter away.
"Oh yeah. Ha ha. Very funny." O'Farrell said still trying to recover from Ingrid's outburst.
Ingrid smiled. Then the door opened. It was Fillmore. He looked horrified.
"What is it Fillmore?" O'Farrell asked.
"It's Penny. She's stalking me." He said.
Okay that's proof that they are not together. Is she that desperate?
"How do you know?" O'Farrell asked getting out of his seat looking out the window.
"I just saw out there when I got out of my car and she sent me a letter with a letter with a fuckin lock of her hair!" Fillmore said freaked out.
"Damn she must be desperate." Ingrid said.
Fillmore glared at her. "Not funny."
Ingrid put her hands up telling her she meant no harm.
"That's all she did?" O'Farrell asked.
"No. It's been like this for months!" Fillmore exclaimed sitting down in the chair next to Ingrid.
"Restraining order?" Ingrid asked.
"Tried. Not working." He said.
"Did you try to have her arrested for harrasment?"
"Uh-huh. She got out."
"Geez. She's obsessed. I won't be suprised if she has a shrine in her closet for you."
"Don't put that image in my head Ingrid."
"Sorry not helping."
"Okay. What else has she done?" O'Farrell asked.
"You don't want to know."
"Try me."
"She sent nasty pictures."
"Okay did not need to know that."
"Ingrid! Well I'm out. I'll talk to Vallejo about it. You just lay low." O'Farrell said as he walked out of the door trying to prevent himself from laughing.
"Not funny!" Fillmore yelled after O'Farrell shut the door.
FIllmore groaned and put his head on the railing of the bed. He then proceeded to hit his head over and oever again. Ingrid tried not to laugh. Ingrid tapped him on the shoulder hesitantly. He looked up. A red spot was forming on his forehead. Then Ingrid cracked. She clutched her sides. Tears of laughter once again falling. Then she felt a sharp pain. She took in a sharp breath and clutched her wound.
"You okay?" Fillmore asked noticing her actions.
"Yeah just fine. Even laughing hurts." Ingrid said taking in deep breaths. "But at least I'm not in your situation."
"Do you need to remind me?" He asked.
"Sorry. Couldn't help it." Ingrid said trying to hide her smile.
FIllmore groaned and put his head in his hands. Ingrid chuckled. Fillmore shook his head.
"I'm going to go insane." He said.
"Oh come on. At least you aren't being hunted down and killed." She said.
Fillmore stayed silent.
"And Vallejo couldn't lose his best officer." Ingrid said.
Fillmore slowly lifted his head. "Say that again?"
"Don't push it Fillmore." She said.
Fillmore smiled. "Couldn't help but try."
"Uh-huh riiiight." Ingrid said.
"So how's work?" Fillmore asked.
"It's okay. Boss and everyone else keeps on telling me that I needed a vacation."
Fillmore nodded. He looked out the window.
"So how's your life?" Ingrid asked trying to spark up a conversation.
"Well it was better than it is now. You know with Penny and all."
"Of course. Of course."
"So any boyfriend?"
"No too busy. How about you? Any girlfriend?"
"No. Not unless you count Penny." Fillmore shuddered.
Ingrid laughed. Fillmore smiled.
"About what happened in the past..."
"Leave it. It's in the past." Ingrid said.
FIllmore nodded.
She wants me to leave it? I can't and I don't think she can too...
TO BE CONTINUED...