The Italian Mob

Chapter 13

    After a while of us talking about what had happened and how it happened, he let me go to bed. Once I hit that pillow I passed out, no nightmare, no dreams, nothing but peaceful sleep. The next morning I was not woken up by an alarm and it sounded amazing, opening my eyes to the room, I slowly got up. The clothes fit perfectly, I wanted to ask how and why he had clothes that would fit me, but something told me to wait. Walking down the hall and down to the kitchen, I could smell bacon, the smell reminded me of my childhood. Back to the old days where I had no cares in the world, all I wanted back then was the love I could from the nun’s. I took a big whiff of the smell once I got in the doorway. He laughed and kept cooking, pulling then off the pan, then more on, the sound of the sizzle was amazing. I wanted to shove all of it in my mouth but didn’t want to get my hand smacked. 

    Time to eat, he had made so much food I didn’t know if he was cooking for us or an army, pancakes, bacon, muffins, biscuits and gravy, almost anything you could think of. He handed me a plate, told me to dig in, so I grabbed a little of everything and it was like heaven. My mouth was exploding with flavor, much better than the food I had been eating for two years. 

    “Thank you for the food.”

    “No problem, I like to cook. I don’t get to do it often.”

    “Why?”

    “Most of the time I’m in the office and don’t get home till late so I pick up what I can, fast food.”

    “That suck’s, you should be a cook, it's so good.”

    “Again, thank you”

    He said with a laugh, I didn’t want to leave but we had to go. We got in the car after cleaning up, the drive to headquarters seemed longer there then before. We walked in and I let him lead me to the bosses like before, I held the door open for him not thinking about it. Eran flashed in my mind but only for a second, I sat down like everyone else. 

    “So we got the video, we wanted to ask if there was anything else you wanted to say before we played it? No, this is the first time we are going to watch it.”

    “There is nothing new I want to say.”

    They started the video on the big screen in the corner of the room, Mickel was watching intently. As they watched I relived the pain, they fast forwarded through the parts where I slept, and the parts where I was singing. I giggled at the singing, I couldn’t help it. They played it all the way till I got out and a little after to where they found me gone and they threw everything across the room. I didn’t expect them to, I figured they would have ran out and tried to find me. 

    “We are sorry for playing this infront of you, we didn’t expect that.”

    “Well, know you know what happened.”

    They nodded and took it off the screen. 

    “So Dimitti hasn’t been found out?”

    “Who is Dimitti?”

    “Well we thought you knew. Dimitri there is Mark, the one that splashed you.”

    “WHAT?”

    They just looked at me, like I had just lost it.

    “Um, yes”

    I just looked at them for a moment, then down to my hands, thinking about all the things he had said. Did he know I was CSI? Is that what he meant about my file? I had so many questions but no answers, he was the only one that could answer then. I need to talk to him, and soon. They let me go, I was silent the rest of the day, I didn’t want to talk. Once we got to the house, I asked him for a sketchbook, to my surprise he had an extra one, he gave me some pencils and walked up to my room. I draw for the rest of the day, thinking about Mark, Dimitri, I draw his face, the way I had dreamed of him, the way he sat in the car looking out the window. I drew all of my memories knowing I may never see or talk to him. I had thought he was my enemy, but he was my friend and colleague. 

    I fell asleep at the desk that night in the middle of drawing him on the bed, I don’t know what time it was but it must have been late. I didn’t wake up till almost noon the next day, remembering my dream. I had walked into a house and saw him playing with a computer as if it was broken and he was trying to fix it. I walked over to him and he looked up at me. He had said I looked beautiful in the dress, I smiled and kissed him so normally. We had gone out for dinner at a restaurant, it was so nice and we had talked about our days and jobs like a normal couple. I knew it was never going to happen, never going to normal, and never going to be together. I closed the sketchbook that was still sitting in my lap, I heard someone running to the door, it slammed open and looked so shocked. I immediately sprung out of bed and went over to him, there was something wrong, there had to be. 

    “Dimitri has come here, he told the council that Eran let him leave to come find you and bring you back.”

    “Has he really come to take me?”

    “No, he came to make sure you were safe, he is at headquarters right now. We have to go.”