Post by lucymalta on Aug 19, 2008 3:34:55 GMT -10
So..... Where is Frances going...? All will be revealed..
As for the Wp.. I posted a block warning at the beginning of the story.... ANYTHING with JK in it needs a warning in my book.... AND they're going to get better.... SO you have been dually warned..... again....
Lucy & Chris
Chapter 3 Part 5
John followed Frances carefully from the opposite side of the road, curious as to where she was going. Pausing when she stopped to cross to the next block, he saw her turn down a familiar road and was a little startled when he realized she was heading to the church. She had not mentioned anything to Andy about being catholic – or that she went to the church as part of her routine.
He watched as she was met at the door by the priest – an old friend – and the two of them walked inside. Father Downey had a concerned expression on his face and glanced around quickly before he closed the door, almost spotting John, who froze on the spot.
John became thoughtful, a hundred questions going through his mind at the same time. Why would Frances keep details about her faith from Andy – or if she wasn’t catholic, why would she come here? Father Downey had initially greeted her with a smile, indicating that he knew Frances well. John wondered if he would be able to nudge him for information, but knew that he might not get anything of value, still, it was something to consider.
Smiling to himself he had an idea, and quickly walked home to grab his gear, the boys were all meeting tonight for a game and John was going to make it this time, though he hadn’t for the last couple of weeks. He also hadn’t been to confession for about a month either…
Frances finally began to relax, Andy’s interview had shaken her up a little, not because the sergeant had been in any way nasty, but holding to her story over such a period of time had taken a lot out of her and it had played on her mind. Father Downey had taken her through the interview again from start to finish, helping her to establish that she had kept to her story and that she was most likely in the clear.
“Frances, you know you could just call in the Bureau and ask them to close the sergeant down, then you’ll be left alone.”
Frances sighed, “I know, but I’m afraid to do that, it means more people will find out who I really am. Sooner or later someone will say the wrong thing at the wrong time, and break my cover wide open. I can’t risk that. The less people that know I’m in New York, the better.”
The priest nodded, “A valid point, now how are you settling in – apart from this theft at the gallery causing problems…”
Frances smiled, “Pretty good, The school is great and although some of the kids are a little unruly, I seem to get on with most of them.”
“Social life…?” her face fell and Father Downey sighed, “Frances, you know you have to build up some friends, you can use them as a screen to hide behind and help you make your cover stronger.”
She shook her head and spoke softly, “No… I don’t want to risk other people getting seriously hurt because of me, you know what happened before. People on the block have the idea that something has happened to me – but what is all speculation, it’s better that way.”
“Why…?”
“You know that I have to keep moving, Phillip will never give up looking for me and I can’t afford to stay in one place too long – that is why I only have a one year contract at the school and why I keep to myself. There would be too many questions if I made friends… They would want to know why I was leaving and keep digging.”
“This way, I can invent a simple story and people will just accept it, making it easy for me to disappear.”
Father Downey conceded that she had a point, but still pressed her to make a few friends. “Staying in your home when you are not working will make people curious Frances… I’m not saying that you should be friends with everyone you meet, but at least find a few… If you need help, at the moment you have no-one to turn to…”
“I have you…”
The priest smiled, “You do… but I have my limits as you know. You need to open your range slightly, find people who can help you if you need it.”
Frances sighed, he was right, but what could she do…? Smiling at her friend she excused herself, promising that she would think about his advice.
Putting on his robe, Father Downey led the way to the door, “I’ll see you to the door, then head over to take confession.” Taking her hand and giving it a squeeze he smiled, “If you need anything…”
Frances grinned back, “You’re an easy person to find.”
As for the Wp.. I posted a block warning at the beginning of the story.... ANYTHING with JK in it needs a warning in my book.... AND they're going to get better.... SO you have been dually warned..... again....
Lucy & Chris
Chapter 3 Part 5
John followed Frances carefully from the opposite side of the road, curious as to where she was going. Pausing when she stopped to cross to the next block, he saw her turn down a familiar road and was a little startled when he realized she was heading to the church. She had not mentioned anything to Andy about being catholic – or that she went to the church as part of her routine.
He watched as she was met at the door by the priest – an old friend – and the two of them walked inside. Father Downey had a concerned expression on his face and glanced around quickly before he closed the door, almost spotting John, who froze on the spot.
John became thoughtful, a hundred questions going through his mind at the same time. Why would Frances keep details about her faith from Andy – or if she wasn’t catholic, why would she come here? Father Downey had initially greeted her with a smile, indicating that he knew Frances well. John wondered if he would be able to nudge him for information, but knew that he might not get anything of value, still, it was something to consider.
Smiling to himself he had an idea, and quickly walked home to grab his gear, the boys were all meeting tonight for a game and John was going to make it this time, though he hadn’t for the last couple of weeks. He also hadn’t been to confession for about a month either…
Frances finally began to relax, Andy’s interview had shaken her up a little, not because the sergeant had been in any way nasty, but holding to her story over such a period of time had taken a lot out of her and it had played on her mind. Father Downey had taken her through the interview again from start to finish, helping her to establish that she had kept to her story and that she was most likely in the clear.
“Frances, you know you could just call in the Bureau and ask them to close the sergeant down, then you’ll be left alone.”
Frances sighed, “I know, but I’m afraid to do that, it means more people will find out who I really am. Sooner or later someone will say the wrong thing at the wrong time, and break my cover wide open. I can’t risk that. The less people that know I’m in New York, the better.”
The priest nodded, “A valid point, now how are you settling in – apart from this theft at the gallery causing problems…”
Frances smiled, “Pretty good, The school is great and although some of the kids are a little unruly, I seem to get on with most of them.”
“Social life…?” her face fell and Father Downey sighed, “Frances, you know you have to build up some friends, you can use them as a screen to hide behind and help you make your cover stronger.”
She shook her head and spoke softly, “No… I don’t want to risk other people getting seriously hurt because of me, you know what happened before. People on the block have the idea that something has happened to me – but what is all speculation, it’s better that way.”
“Why…?”
“You know that I have to keep moving, Phillip will never give up looking for me and I can’t afford to stay in one place too long – that is why I only have a one year contract at the school and why I keep to myself. There would be too many questions if I made friends… They would want to know why I was leaving and keep digging.”
“This way, I can invent a simple story and people will just accept it, making it easy for me to disappear.”
Father Downey conceded that she had a point, but still pressed her to make a few friends. “Staying in your home when you are not working will make people curious Frances… I’m not saying that you should be friends with everyone you meet, but at least find a few… If you need help, at the moment you have no-one to turn to…”
“I have you…”
The priest smiled, “You do… but I have my limits as you know. You need to open your range slightly, find people who can help you if you need it.”
Frances sighed, he was right, but what could she do…? Smiling at her friend she excused herself, promising that she would think about his advice.
Putting on his robe, Father Downey led the way to the door, “I’ll see you to the door, then head over to take confession.” Taking her hand and giving it a squeeze he smiled, “If you need anything…”
Frances grinned back, “You’re an easy person to find.”