Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from POTO and the idea from Kate & Leopold, all other characters are of course, mine.
Chapter 4
Seeva-
She'd returned from the gym hours before and was now standing by the window waiting for her brother to return with his strange friend. It was starting to get dark outside, making the harmless alleyways turn ominous. She had known of the many drug dealings and shootings that occurred in the alley ways at night. She was unfortunate enough to have been caught up in one of them while walking home one night. It was almost six in the evening, not the latest she'd seen her brother return, and he'd still hadn't called. It was silly waiting for his call considering that he was a fully grown man, but she still had the protective streak inside her that would always tell her to keep an eye on her brother. Taking another glance out the window she sighed and went to sit down on the couch.
Should I call the cops? No, he's probably out at a club or something and forgot to call.
Clubbing. She used to go clubbing with her friends, but after getting married her social life seemed to have vanished. After thinking about it for a while she decided to call one of her friends, to see if she could start over again. She dialed her college room mate Pooja, waiting for her to answer. She listened letting it ring, once, twice, three times before it went to the answering machine.
Hey you've reached Pooja and Ramesh. We're not available right now, but leave a message and we'll contact you as soon as we can. Thanks!
Pooja got married? Disgusted, she slammed the phone down on its receiver.
Why is it that I have the failed marriage? Maybe that's just it, I cared too much. Maybe I should have just let things go as it should have.
Drifting back into her depression she put her head down and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.
Eric-
He walked up the steps and into the dark hallway knocking on room 194 listening for any movement inside. There was dead silence, as expected. He quickly picked the lock using a safety pin he found on the floor and quietly stepped inside taking a quick glance around the apartment. Inside he was surprised to find Seeva sleeping soundly on the couch while the TV was still running. The dog, hearing him enter, left her spot on the floor next to Seeva and trotted over to Eric sniffing his shoes. Satisfied with his smell she turned around and trotted back to her spot stretching out and going back to sleep. Shaking his head at the thought of the dog, he walked over and observed her as she slept.
She's sleeping like a child
He thought to himself. Quickly picking her up he walked over to her bedroom and laid her down on her bed taking the time to tuck her in and make sure she was comfortable.
She's going to need all the sleep she can get, especially after what she must do tomorrow
He thought back to what had happened that day. After Ruben had gotten arrested he followed the police vehicle to the station and then to some sort of asylum where Ruben was detained. He waited a few hours hoping perhaps that he would return but there was no such luck. He then retraced his steps to the bridge and used the money Ruben had given him earlier to hail a cab and return home. He closed the door to Seeva's room behind him and made his way into the kitchen where he found some baguette and jam to eat. While picking at his food the thought,
There must be someway I can return home, but it seems that before I can do that, I must free Ruben from imprisonment.
He stood carefully avoiding Basha who was waiting for scraps, and placed the dish at the sink as he had seen Seeva do. He then poked around for a way to turn the water on.
There must be someway to turn this contraption on. I saw that girl do it this morning so easily.
Grumbling in annoyance he yanked the extendable hose from the sink and pulled the lever spraying water everywhere (even on Basha who in annoyance decided to shake herself all over him). Before he could finally turn the water off he managed to slip on the wet tile twice landing flat on his butt.
(Place favorite four lettered word here)
He quickly stood up, checking the damage he had done and began cleaning up his mess. He was happy however, that he had managed to clean his dish in the process of making the entire kitchen soaked with water. Once he was done wiping down the floor and table top with a dishtowel he had found he turned and walked back to his room, pausing for a second at Seevas door before he opened his door and went to bed.
Ruben
Sitting in front of an interrogation officer Ruben sat handcuffed waiting for the officer to start another round of questions. He was sitting in a small room about the size of a walk in closet with a small table separating himself from the officer. Behind the officer stood another officer who looked bored and was beginning to look like he was about to fall asleep. It was just about midnight according to the clock about the officer's head and he was starting to worry about his sister at home. As silly as it may seem he would always call home before staying out late. An old habit. He studied the officer in front of him; a tall medium set man who had a shirt bulging around the middle which showed that he had way too many donuts breaks. The officer was French who spoke heavy accented English. Little did he know that Ruben spoke French fluently. The officer drummed his fingers on the table in front of him and stared at Ruben before asking,
"Why were you at the Bridge Monsieur Rama..." the officer glanced down at the paper trying to pronounce the last name.
"Call me Ruben"
"well then, Monsieur Ruben, why were you at the bridge this afternoon"
"I was sight-seeing" he lied casually.
"Well that's fine, but what were you doing standing over the railing. It gave our officers the impression that you were about to commit suicide. No?"
Shaking his head in mock disbelief Ruben said,
"I was merely trying to get a closer look at the fish."
Infuriated the officer stood up and said, "are you trying to make a mockery out of this monsieur?"
Waving his hand at the guard next to him he said, "take him away, I want him back here tomorrow morning seven thirty am sharp!"
Staring Ruben hard in the eyes he said, "A demain, monsieur. I hope, for your sake, that you have a better explanation for me tomorrow"
With that Ruben was taken away from the tiny little room and into his tiny little cell where he was left to wonder about Eric.
Sorry guys it took a while to update, my beta kinda disappeared so I'm kinda on my own now. I know these chapters short too sorry, but stay tuned for more interaction between Eric and Seeva in the upcoming chapter and Rubens dilemma in a mental asylum
Oh and I'm really hating the title I have of this story now, anyone have any suggestions?!?!
Until then, read, enjoy, and of course REVIEW!
- Killik