Fathers and Daughters
Part 5
Author: MacGateFan
Disclaimers in Part 1
Jack
It looked like I wasn't getting out of here anytime soon. I just wish I could help Jo and Henry with the investigation. I was going to call them to suggest they use me as bait when I heard a knock at the door. I had a feeling I knew who it was.
Abby strolled in, acting like she had every right to be here and every right to do what she was about to do. "Okay, Jack, where's Zoë?"
You can't tell me she isn't able to figure out where Zoë is at eleven am on a Friday morning.
"Jack!"
I glared at her. I had a head injury and I was shot and she expects me to be with it? "She's at school, Abby!" I exclaimed, wincing.
Damn, that hurt! Note to self: no shouting!
Abby moved the tray table over and slapped the divorce papers down. I sighed and looked up at her. She's so beautiful and I still love her, but this can't work. We're both much different than before we were married.
Besides, she would never move to Eureka, not when her precious shops were in LA.
"Sometime this century would be great," she said, sarcasm dripping in her voice.
I picked up the pen and signed it. "I'm sorry, Abby," I said as I handed her the papers.
"I really wish you would stop apologizing, Jack. It doesn't excuse the fact that you keep doing this." I was going to say something, but she continued. "Where's the school? I didn't plan on staying here all day."
I shook my head. I was drawing the line there. "No. You are not taking Zoë out of school so you can get home quicker. What, do you have a hot date or something?"
My stomach churned at the look on her face. "I met someone. We've been together for awhile now."
I nodded slowly instead of replying; afraid my voice would betray how hurt I felt at that statement.
"Are you going to give me directions, or what?"
I took a deep breath and told her. "Zoë should have everything packed, but you'll have to stop by the house to pick it up."
Abby huffed and glared at me again. What? Did she really expect me to pick all that stuff up for her?
"Goodbye, Jack."
I must have been really out of it because I hadn't noticed she was gone and that Allison was there. "Hey," she said, "are you all right?"
I cleared my throat. "Just fine. A little sore, though."
A knock sounded and a few minutes later, the doctor entered. "Well, Sheriff, barring any complications we're going to release in the morning. I want you to take it easy for the next week or so and stop by the medical center for check up next Thursday."
I nodded, not really paying attention. I heard the words 'release' and 'morning'. I highly doubt Abby will bring Zoë by later so I can say goodbye to her. Besides, tomorrow was going to be a busy day because I was going to be helping Henry and Jo find our teleporter friend.
Allison gave me a look as the doctor led her out the door. Yep, how much do you want to bet she knew exactly what I was thinking?
Zoë
I had just finished my Algebra test when I was called to the principal's office. Wondering what I could have possible done, I grabbed my things with Mr. Braxton's permission and headed down the hall.
I was surprised to see Mom in all her made up glory and mentally rolled my eyes at her. "What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Picking you up, Zoë, what does it look like?"
I glared at her. "I still have classes to go to."
"Zoë, I really don't have time for this. Besides, since when were you so interested in school?"
"Whatever!" I replied. There was no talking to her when she was in one of her moods.
Mom still wasn't looking at me in the eye. What could possibly have her in such an uproar? Why was she so insistent on getting home right this second?
"Let's go, we still need to pick up your things. I can only imagine the type of home you live in."
Let me say that whoever this woman was, it couldn't be my Mom. She seemed so cold, almost like she didn't care about anyone but herself.
What happened to the Mom I grew up with? The Mom who loved me and my Dad for who we were?