Here is the next chapter. Sorry it took so long. As a reward or form of apology I made it a little longer. Hope you enjoy it. Please review. Oh and by the way I still don't own anything except for the characters I create. Well anyway on with the story!
"So where are you staying?" Lindsay asked V as they made their way to down the hall.
"Haven't had the time to make any arrangements I came straight here from the airport."
"Then you can stay with me."
"Are you sure because I can easily get a room nearby."
"I'm sure."
"Only if you let me treat you and your friends to dinner. You do have friends here, right?" Lindsay laughed. "Of course I do"
"Alright then. I meet you guys here later, after your shift." V moves towards the exit.
"Where are you off to now?" questioned Lindsay.
"To see New York. I'll see you later."
The sights of New York were even better in person than they were on tv. The Statue of Liberty was as beautiful as her brother had described. He was a born traveler not to mention a great pilot. All the stories she heard about New York from her brother were true, the good ones and the bad. Now that she was in New York she wanted to take advantage of it and take in all the sights.
"Hello, I'm Veronica" greeted V as she came into contact with some of Lindsay's co-workers and friends.
"Hi, I'm Stella. Nice to meet you." shaking V's hand. Lindsay took the opportunity to introduce V to the rest of the group.
"This is Don, Sheldon, Mac and you already know Danny."
"Nice to meet you all. I found a nice restaurant nearby. Just a couple of blocks away."
They made their way to inside the beautiful restaurant where they waited to be seated.
"This looks expensive. Are you sure? We could pay." stated Stella when they got to their table.
"No, its my treat. Its my way of thanking you guys."
"Thanking us? For what?" questioned Mac.
"For taking care of Lindsay."
"Montana is in good hands here." stated Danny, draping an arm over Lindsay. Turning back to V, Stella asked.
"So how long have you known each other?"
"Ever since we were kids. Our fathers knew each other."
"So you would know all about Lindsay's secrets." Danny said jokingly. V's face grew serious as did Lindsay's, but they quickly recovered with a smile.
"Well I don't know about that. Lindsay was always a private person even as a kid."
"How do you like New York, Veronica?" questioned Mac.
"Its big. Nothing like back home. I spent 30 minutes trying to figure out how to get a taxi." Just then the waiter came to take their order and left.
"How is the country life?"
"Quiet and peaceful. Everyone knows each other. Even the stuff that you don't want them to know. Makes for good gossip. That kind of stuff."
They talked for awhile, comparing the city life to the country life. Conversation soon came to the topic of work and Danny took the opportunity to ask V what she does for a living.
"So what do you do?" V's phone rang. "Excuse me... Hello?...hi mom...yes I'm here already...okay hold on." walks back to the table. "Excuse me, Lindsay, my mom wants to talk to you." V hands over the phone.
"Sorry about that."
"Its ok." Stella reassured her.
"So what do you do?"
"I'm a social worker."
"Wow I bet it takes a lot to do that." Stella stated.
"It does much like what it take for you guys to do what you do."
Lindsay hangs up the phone and walks back over to the table to rejoin her friends.
"So what I miss?"
"Veronica was just filling us in on what she does for a living."
"Oh."
"What's it like to live here in New York day to day?"
"I don't know it been a long time since I actually stopped to live. With how busy we get at work. As the others could attest to. Living usually falls to the wayside with our line of work. " stated Mac.
"I can imagine."
Their conversations continued until I came time to pay the bill.
"Don't worry about it. I can pay." V stated as the others moved to take out their money from their respective wallets.
Moments later they were out the door and heading to their cars. Lindsay stayed behind since V would be staying with her.
"Where did you get all that money? I know you couldn't afford all this on the salary you usually make. What's going on? What aren't you telling me?"
"Would you believe I won the lottery?"
"No."
"Nothings going on, you know me."V says heading towards the parking lot.
"I do and that's why I ask." V turns around to face Lindsay.
"I know I haven't had the best track record in the world, but that's all behind me now. I promise."
"You've said that before, V."
"I don't want to argue with you, Linds."
"We wouldn't be if you told me where you got all that money."
"Dad's business has been doing good."
"That's your answer."
"That's the truth. I didn't want to take the money, but Mom insisted. She told me to enjoy my trip. Ray flew me here so I had enough money for dinner. Nothing sinister. Glad you had faith in me, Lindsay" V said sarcastically.
"I'm sorry I jumped to conclusions, but you got to understand that..."
"I know. Let's just go. I would like to see this apartment of yours." V said, hiding the look of relief on her face. She was in the clear ...for now.