In the end of the race
Chapter 5
On his lunch break Lucky went to his wife's work place and his mother's business. Stopping in to see if his mother was in her office, he got told that she was out checking the progress on the employees in the main work room. Somehow expecting her to be pecking at Emily he sent his direction to his wife.
Ever since they had gone to dinner two nights ago to announce Emily's pregnancy, she had been somewhat of a bother to Emily, or so he heard on the phone last night. Before she hung up on him again that was when he tried sticking up for his mother and her reasoning.
But now he was feeling the bother when she called him this morning and gave him the whole speech about "you can't ban your wife and unborn child from their home forever". Like Emily, he was beginning to dislike phones but on his side, he couldn't hang up on the person easily. He didn't want to be rude like that, even if it could be necessary at times. Emily had no issues about being rude, saying that if they weren't being rude and mean themselves they wouldn't have deserved that behavior. Strangely that logic made sense so he could hardly disagree.
Still, standing in the small man made halls he could hear his mother a few cubicles down, at no surprise Emily's as he saw the name plate. Crossing over between the cubicles he stood by his mother and caught the end of his mother's statement.
"…that saying an expectant mother shouldn't work her too hard." Laura said. Emily had her hands rubbing her temples no doubt trying to sit through the dribble his mother was saying. When she sensed his presence she gave him a cold glare screaming "this is your entire fault."
Chuckling, Lucky interrupted the conversation. "Mom, you do know you are delaying this is expectant mother's lunch hour, right?" He asked her.
Glancing at her watch, Laura exclaimed. "Oh dear, you are right. I didn't notice the time; go take your wife to a nice lunch." She insisted as she excused herself to look and obsess over another worker's work.
As Emily saved and locked her computer up so no one could get on, she said "Thank you very much for the save but don't think that will make you back on my good side." She was still holding much of a grudge against him for banning her against their home not that he expected less.
Chuckling again he escorted Emily out of the building and towards his car. "I know but once I tell you the news I have a feeling I'll be back there."
Turning around she looked at him, analyzing him. "It'd better be that I'm allowed home or I may just consider pressing charges at stalking." She threatened.
Knowing Emily wouldn't really do that, considering there was no proof but it was effective to say; he took her arm and opened the passenger door for her. Saying as he went "I'll tell you all about it when we get to the restaurant".
A few minutes later they were seated and gave their orders, Lucky explained.
"You mean he was actually stupid enough to try again?" Emily asked as she bit into her salad.
"Yeah, the police couldn't believe it either." Lucky chuckled now at the end of it all. "I can't believe it for that matter. It just escapes logic."
"The typical burglar would just try another house and not waste his time unless there is something special you wanted there. But I guess I just have to be happy I get to go home again but ban me from my house again and I will not be merciful." Emily warned him, holding up her fork.
"I won't do it again, promise." Lucky told her. He reached out and took her hand, "but really I was sorry I had to do it, but pregnancy makes you more vulnerable and we both want this child healthy and safe."
"Then do me a favor and tell your mother to back off. I know what she is trying to do but sometimes people try too much and no matter what you or your mother says I will keep working even when this child is born." Emily chastised him.
That had been an ongoing issue between them. The last two years of college and their marriage Emily had quit from Kelly's and get a tight schedule to finish a semester early, leaving the money problem all to Lucky. But if he knew Emily and he did, it wouldn't last too long, she liked her independence. However, they weren't expecting her to get pregnant this soon either.
"I'm not going to fight you on that Em, but we're going to have to work something out, like working from home. I can't exactly do my work from there." Lucky replied. Computer technicians needed to be at the problem, and giving instructions to people on the phone who didn't know half the part names was a migraine.
"Yet another reason for you to talk to your mother." Emily told him, she liked Lucky when he was being reasonable.
"Why can't you?" Lucky asked the last thing Emily needed was a small mini-war with her mother in law and their unborn daughter's grandmother.
"Have you tried getting a word in when she's giving you an unending speech?" Emily responded.
"Point taken," Lucky laughed, it was why he hated them even to this day. When he was a child he couldn't get away with blocking them out and neither could he do that now. It would be a painful day when he had one of those moments and said "I am acting like my mother".
Their meal arrived then and they stuck to the normal conversation between married couples. About each others day, though Emily's was short considering they both knew the overbearing mother in law story.
When it was Lucky's turn, he didn't know how to explain it. "It was…awkward. The day started off well enough, I was really busy but right before lunch was where Jax caught me catching a nap at my desk." Lucky revealed, explaining the embarrassment he suffered earlier and had yet to recover.
"And I bet you pushed it in his face that he does it and did it often when the twins were keeping him and Skye up all night when they were infants." Emily had heard the stories; a few times Skye had come to dinner with the young twins and Jax and later from Lucky. Especially when he caught Jax talking to himself in his sleep, writing everything down he understood. It turned out to be a huge joke in the office though Lucky got the evil look for days.
"Yeah, I did and then he teased me right back saying that between me and you our child was going to have some very good lungs." Lucky answered.
"Hey, I'd take screaming over kidney kicks." Emily replied.
"She's a bit restless I imagine." Lucky suggested.
"And I wonder where she gets that from." Emily commented, raising her brows in clarification.
"Guilty as charged." Lucky responded as they finished their meal.
In the PCPD station, Aaron Masters was busy staring at metal bars and wondering just what happened. One moment he was a struggling college student getting offered a job, and then next he knows he's getting arrested.
Outside, he could hear the officers discussing the situation. "We can hardly charge him for stealing; he didn't get the chance to steal anything." One officer offered.
"So all we have is breaking and entering?" A man in a suit asked, probably the district attorney or maybe just their assistant.
"Pretty much, Mrs. Spencer said something about being watched, we could even call it stalking but there's not much proof beyond Mrs. Spencer's word and we aren't sure that'd be enough." Another officer concluded.
"I'd hate to put Mrs.Spencer on the stand, with her pregnancy. Pregnant women should have as little stress as there can be." The lawyer added.
"So all we have is breaking and entering. Kid might even get away with a couple months time, but let's see what he has to say first." A new man, one they called Mac he saw summarized.
He watched as they came to his jail cell and glanced at him before taking out the keys and unlocking the doors. The two officers took waved him through to the interrogation room.
Taking a seat and this Mac person in front of him, he was offered some water or food. He declined, so he started the tape they usually recorded criminals with. He saw the crime shows, he wasn't stupid.
"Now Mr. Masters, let me cut to the point. Why did you break into a house on a respectable street?" Mac asked pointedly.
In the end he went with the truth. "I was told to see how hard it would be to get into the house undetected."
Mac's brows rose. He almost believed the kid but played along for the moment. "And who told you to do this?" He asked clearly.
"He never told me a name but he came to me a couple weeks ago and said that he wanted someone to break into his friend's house who wanted to get their security system tested. He said I wouldn't get into trouble for it." Aaron explained.
"How much did he pay you?" Mac asked him.
"A thousand dollars, half before and half after electronically and I thought that'd be it but next thing I know I get this phone call saying his friends wasn't satisfied with the first attempt, said to try again." He further added.
"Look Mr.Masters I really want to believe you but this so called number you gave us, its offline. So either you are lying or this guy you worked for requested it turned off and left town quickly." Mac gave him the facts.
"I swear I didn't know it was a set up, but I'm a college student, tuition isn't cheap these days. I needed the money, I didn't think. Can't you track down the bank account of the number that I got my last of the money from?" Aaron pleaded for once in his life. This would not look good for any jobs he could try to get.
Mac, having teenagers of his own knew the feeling but still he had to stick to facts. "We'll try but if that doesn't pan out, there is nothing much we can do. And telling us what he looked like wouldn't help either, it was likely he wasn't local. I've no doubt this guy would have to be pretty powerful to come up with a thousand like that but fact is there's no proof."
"But you believe me right?" Aaron at least wanted to know that much.
"Against my best judgment yes," Mac confessed. "We can hardly keep you though. Pay the bail but don't leave town. A trial will be scheduled." He advised the young man before leaving.
Meanwhile, a man stumbled across some yards and watched as the newly reconciled married couple had dinner in through the kitchen windows. It was set for two but he still felt a nerve tick as the man placed a third chair among them. So it was true, she was pregnant, with her husband's child.
And he had also messed up his chances to see the couple break apart. He had been in hiding previously, knowing that gullible screw up would give him up. The child would only bind them closer together. He had to think up another plan, had to find another way to get what he rightfully deserved.
Now seemed the perfect time to get away for now and regroup as the man swept up his wife into his arms despite the woman's protests. The man laughed all the way until they disappeared up the staircase.
