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Chapter 9
Natalie walked in her office at BE, she waved to Brenda her assistant, she didn't say a word and Brenda knew she wasn't in a good mood.
Natalie took a seat at her desk and waited for her brother and her grandfather to join her for their monthly meeting. She grabbed a few files off her desk and started to read them but couldn't concentrate on anything but him, but John, but seeing him again today, at her house after all these years, it brought things up for her, memories of good times, of how he made her feel, how she felt safe with him, and how much she was in love with him although they were friends all those years ago.
"Hey, little lady you're finally here, can we get this meeting over with already, I need to meet Renee at the hotel"
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John walked into the Llanview Police Department; the Bureau had called and told him they would fax the info on the Vega case, Natalie's case there. John walked into the lobby area and spoke to a woman behind the receptionist's desk.
"Hi, I'm agent Mcbain from the FBI, I was getting some files faxed here today can you tell me if they've arrived?" he asked the woman behind the desk, he showed her his Id and the woman got a mean look on her face. She didn't answer for a few minutes and then she pushed the intercom button on her phone.
"Commissioner, The FBI is here for there files, should I show him in?" she asked the commissioner as john listened to the man on the other end say yes.
"Its the first door on the right" was all the woman said hasty and John shook his head as he walked to the door she told him to, he knocked and he heard a man tell him to come in. John walked in and saw a man stand and put out his hand for him to shake. The man wore a look to match the woman's out on the lobby.
"John Mcbain, FBI" john said as he shook the mans hand
"Bo Buchanan, Llanview Commissioner, sit" Bo told him nicely but a bit firm
"I have the files the bureau sent for you"
"And..." John said knowing there was something else on this mans mind
"And, if I hear of you or anyone else from the bureau doing anything out of line, anything at all to Ms. Vega, to Natalie, to My Niece... I will have to take action, the last president of Operation Ted Davies, he's an old friend from the service and I'm not above going to him if I have to, are you following me Agent Mcbain?" Bo told him and John got the picture, but did he, he was Nat's Uncle, how was that, he was getting more and more confused by the minute.
"Sir, commissioner, I will not do or say anything out of line Natalie.. I.. I mean Ms. Vega. Honestly, I have yet to know why exactly I'm here and what it is the Bureau thinks Ms Vega can help with"
"Well then here" Bo said and he flung the files at him
"You can use a desk out in the other room but before you go, I just want to make one thing clear, my niece has been thru enough in her life, growing up the way she did and now with this heart ache, I will not allow, my family will not allow her to be hurt again, are we clear? Not by you or the damn feds" Bo said as he saw John shake his head
"Also, don't expect any help around here on this case, my boys are quite fond of Natalie, she was part of our team for awhile and they won't be cooperative in this ghost hunt." Bo told John and John proceeded to walk outside to an empty desk; he took off his jacket and took a look as some of the officers from the station were walking around staring at him giving him glaring looks. He sat down at the desk but before he started to look over the papers he thought maybe it best to take them somewhere else and look over them, somewhere less hostile, he got up and walked to the receptionist
"Is there any where around here to get a burger?" he asked and she just ignored him, shit! He thought what had the Bureau done to Natalie and this town for all of them to be this pissed at the site of a suit. He walked away shaking his head.
John thought he remembered a bar not far from the station so he walked it, as he walked he couldn't help think about her, what it felt like to see her again, to be so close to her, it had been years, many years later yet he still got weak in the knees being close to her, she was even more beautiful than five years ago, she had really grown up hadn't she and what was with her being related to the commissioner of police, Bo Buchanan was his name, the Buchanan's he had heard of them, they were really well known, he pulled out her business card she have him earlier, Buchanan Enterpreises, she was a Buchanan. How the heck did that come about? John was getting himself more and more confused as he thought about the situation. He shook his head and knew he had to speak to her about it, to find out what happened in the last five years, heck he just wanted to talk to her even if about nothing at all.
John entered the bar and took a seat at a table in the middle of the room, a waitress came over and she was about to take his order when she noticed his badge, his FBI badge, she gave him a face and walked away.
"Hey, hey miss, you didn't take my order" John was calling out to her loudly and a bit sternly as Natalie walked into the door of Rodi's with Kevin, she saw his face, he was annoyed at something, she told Kevin to get a table and she approached him. He looked over to see her walking towards him.
"What's wrong with this small town?" he asked her bitterly " first the glares at the police station, the police commissioner threatening me, now I can't even get a burger" he told her, she smiled to herself as she walked away from him and over to the bar, she spoke to Mac behind the bar for a few minutes and then she walked over to Kevin for there lunch.
John was starting to look thru the files on her as the waitress from earlier approached with a beer and a plate containing a Burger and Fries, she put it down on the table and she gave him a weak smile before walking away. He looked at the cheeseburger, smiled, it was just the way he liked it, and his favorite beer, she remembered he told himself and his smile got a bit bigger, then he looked behind him slightly to see her in deep conversation with a man, a man in a suit, a bit of jealousy crept in his body for a second as he watched her give the man a chuckle. He turned back around and started to eat his burger when he felt her presence.
"Why don't you just save me and us both some time and talk to me about what happened in Vegas, about what happened in AC, and how you got here" he told her but he didn't turn to look at her, if he did, he knew he would fall under her trance, if he looked into her blue eyes he won't be able to be strong, to ask the questions, to get answers he wanted from her so bad.
"I'll tell you about Vegas, but not here, and not now, I have to get home to my son, if... if... if you like you can meet me at my home later and I'll answer your questions but only...only the ones i want to answer" she told him and he nodded, she was so much more strong willed than he remembered her being, stubborn, defaint even, more sad, was that even possible for her to be more sad and miserable than she was back in AC all those years ago, yes, he said to himself it was, cause he was more miserable and sad than he was back then.
John arrived at her house sometime around seven, he walked up to the front door, was about to knock when instead he peeked in thru the front window, he looked in to see her on the floor playing with her son, he was holding on to a coffee table and moving around it with his feet, as he went round and round I Natalie scooped behind him with her arms out incase he was to fall backwards, he smiled, she was smiling and talking to the boy and his heart was ready to melt on the spot, how he would have loved to be a part of that, this, them. He moved away from the window and knocked on the door. He heard her call for him to come in and he entered the house.
"Hey, you're a little earlier than I thought, didn't we say 7:30?" she questioned him softly as she walked over towards him with her son in her arms
"Yeah... well... well... I didn't realize the time, is it a problem, if it is I can come back" he told her hoping she didn't say it was, he watched her shake her head that it wasn't.
"No, its not, I just have to get CJ ready for bed, he usually goes in about now, excuse me for a few minutes" she told him in a nice soft tone, not harsh like how she was talking to him earlier. He watched her walk up the stairs with her son in her arms, he watched until he couldn't see her anymore and then he turned away from the stairs to take a good look at her house, her home.
It was nice, he thought as he walked around it, it was warm, not to big, not to fancy, just right, it fit her, or at least how he remembered her. He walked towards the fireplace and got lost in the picture that hung above it, it was a picture of her, her face, she was sleeping, it was the most beautiful picture he had ever seen, it sent chills down his back just looking at it, she was so peaceful, content, safe looking in the picture, he brought his fingers up over her sleeping face in it and moved his fingers over her features slowly almost imagining he was touching her, he removed his hand and started to look around the pictures on mantle, there were a lot of pictures of her son, some with her and him, some other people who he imagined must be her Buchanan family here since The police commissioner Bo Buchanan was also in the picture.
John studied the pictures on the mantle for a few more minutes and then he realized, there wasn't any of her husband, her dead husband, he had looked over bits of the file and had seen his picture but there wasn't any pictures to be found of him or them together, his eye's automatically went back to the beautiful picture of her above his head, he again took his finger to her face on it slowly rubbed his fingers over her messed hair and then took a look at the artists signature, it was her dead husband, the file he read did say something briefly about him being an artist.
