Chapter 5-Gravity
"Yes, we need to speak with Jackson Pettigrew." David said for about the 12 kamillionth (which according to Charlie, is not a real number) time. NSA kept transferring him to another worker after another. Finally, someone answered that had more than half a brain. "You know how I can reach him?...when will that be exactly…Ma'm, I don't really have 2 months, I barely have 2 weeks…oh you could? …well that would be great, when can we expect him?...alright, thank you Mrs. Alexander." David clicked the phone triumphantly.
"Did you find him?" Don asked.
"He's coming in to talk with us this Friday," David said.
"Why Friday?" Megan asked.
"He's in Jamaica on business," David explained. "Lucky ass."
"So I guess there's nothing to do for three days, right?" Megan asked hopefully. Maybe she'd finally be able to keep a lunch date with Larry. Amazingly, Don nodded. "So we can go home?" Megan asked. Again, a nod.
"Really?" David asked. There had to be another case they could work on, they NEVER got to go home early.
"Yea, go," Don said. David and Megan both bolted for the door before Don could change his mind. Liz however, stayed behind. "Yes?" he asked.
"Well, what are you going to do?" Liz asked.
"I was going to go see Charlie and Dad, maybe get a bite to eat…" he eyed his girlfriend. "Care to join me?" Liz smiled and took his outstretched hand.
"Hey Larry," Megan said as he showed up at her home about a half hour after Don set her free.
"Good afternoon my dear," Larry replied, taking her hands and giving her a chaste kiss. He then offered his arm and the two walked down the street to the Italian restaurant about a quarter of a mile from her house. "You seem different," Larry said after a few minutes of watching her in silence.
"Really?" Megan asked. "How so?"
"You seem…" Larry contemplated his answer for a moment, "like all the pressures of the universe have lifted off your shoulders and into the heavens." Megan smiled. "And, truthfully, that is the first genuine smile I have seen from you since I arrived back on this vast planet." Megan smiled wider.
"I'm so relieved, Larry," Megan said. "Everything is finally looking up for the first time since…" Megan thought for a moment. "Since you left." A slight reddish color creaped into Larry's cheeks, and Megan kissed him softly. "Thank you Larry," she said as they turned toward the restaurant.
"For what?" Larry asked, confused.
"For being my rock, my gravity." Megan said. Larry then stopped and turned to Megan.
"I'm not your gravity Megan," he aid quietly. "You are mine."