When Evil Prevails
Section 6
Writer - Gabriel Shaytan
FX is a Rysher production in conjunction with Fireworks Entertainment Inc. and Winterset Productions Inc as well as Hallmark Entertainment.
Dont own em,
arent bein paid.
Rollie threw the last bag of his stuff into the van and headed back inside for one last look around before Angie arrived with Frank and Mira. He wanted so desperately to see her, but knew that it might do more damage than good. Sighing his disappointment he looked up at the security camera sitting hidden in the rafters and said plainly ' I love you Angie, looking forward to seeing you again soon sweetie'
That said he
turned and walked outside, climbing up into the van and starting
for Frank's place.
It wasn't long
before Angie arrived with Frank and Mira. She still felt a
bit uncomfortable about coming back here but she needed to keep
busy and that meant the alpha. Heading over she pulled the
door open, seeing Bluey sitting there like he'd lost his best
friend. Spotting Angela he barked and his tailed wagged a
few times.
' Hey Blue, lights on' Angie called to the little robotic dog.
Lights flickered on overhead and Angie looked around, she could tell that Rollie had left, various items were missing, most obvious a picture of the two of them just sitting together close. She knew he must be missing her just as she was missing him but until she was sure she could only hurt his feelings even more and that had to be avoided at all costs.
Heading over to the workstation she booted it up and while she
was waiting offered Frank and Mira a drink.
' I'll take the couch, you can take the bed Mira' Angie said
pouring water into the cups.
' No way, if anyone comes in I'll never hear them sleeping up
there' Mira answered ' You get the bed, no argument'
Angie didn't look too pleased but the thought that Rollie had
also slept there helped make up her mind, if she was going to put
Loubar out of her mind then she had to start somewhere.
Walking back over to the workstation followed by the two
detectives, Angela pulled up the program and began her work,
reverse engineering it to the basics before she could start
re-compiling it to work faster. Ignoring the conversation
the two others were having she got to work.
Rollie waited at Frank's house, he could have picked the lock and
been inside in a few seconds but he decided to wait in the
van. The surroundings were comfortable and turning to look
in the back he could almost see Angela sitting there, feet up on
the console playing away in her few spare moments.
A small smile came at the memory, he was almost starting the
engine to head back and see her when Frank's car arrived.
' Yo Rol' Frank said, waving towards the house ' come on in,
bring your things'
Rollie grabbed his bag and carried it up to the house, a step
behind Frank.
' How is she Frank?' he asked as soon as they were inside.
' I think she's happy that you might have found a way you can be
together, Mira told me she was a wreck the other night'
' She wants to see me?'
' Rollie I don't think there's anyone she would rather see, as
long as she knew it was you'
' Then I hope Senjari gets those P.D.A's done as soon as
possible'
' Me too Rol, I want to see you two back together'
Rollie fell silent, thought's like that only made him feel how
much he missed her even more.
' Come on, I'll grab you a beer' Frank said heading for the
kitchen.
' Got anything to eat?'
' We can cook something up'
' Great'
Mira watched from where she sat, Angela had been working all the
time since they'd arrived at the loft, like it was so important
that she'd miss sleep just to get it finished a little bit
earlier. Thinking of how close the blonde was to her
partner she supposed maybe it was that important to her.
Turning the TV on Mira settled in, relaxing but still keeping an
eye on her friend, and the door. After a few hours she
moved over to the kitchen, looking through the cupboards for
something to eat. She wasn't a great cook but Angie seemed
so engrossed with what she was doing that she didn't want to
interrupt her.
' Dinner Ange' Mira called, carrying the noodles in tomato sauce
over to the workstation with a cup of tea for the younger woman.
' You didn't have to Mira, this is my place, you're the guest I
should have made something. Guess I'm not the best host'
' I could tell you wanted to get on with this' Mira answered
pointing at the screen ' How's it going?' she finished, sitting
on a spare chair.
' It'll take me most of today to get to the basics then it's just
a matter of putting it back together in better order and removing
parts that don't matter'
' Don't matter? Why are they there then?'
' Well, every programmer has their own way of doing things.
Sometimes programs are created to be fast, other times they're
changed to be small. This was made to run on a large
system, so they didn't care about speed or size since their
hardware is so fast and vast. We want to run it on a small
system so we redesign it for our purpose' Angie said with a
shrug.
' How much will you have to change?'
' Like I said, different systems so it'll be most of it'
' How long before it's ready?' Mira asked and then took another
bite from the noodle bowl.
' Maybe a few days. It'll be close'
' Close? To what?'
' Rollie and I are supposed to start a new movie in a few days'
' I think you should postpone it, or tell them you can't do it,
it'll only make it easier for Loubar to get to you'
' We don't even know if he's in the city, besides, this is our
big break, Spielberg's directing.'
' Really? I can see why you don't want to quit. You
going to be able to work with Rollie though?'
' We've worked together a lot Mira, our relationship isn't
perfect you know. There have been entire shoots when we hardly
talked to each other, we got through them and back together
though, just like always'
' Well you'd better get back to it then, if you want another
drink or something give me a shout'
' Thanks for staying Mira. I know you'd rather be out
bagging the baddies' Angie finished with a smile.
' Frank's and my partner are working together now, talk about a
case of bad cop - worse cop' Mira answered with a knowing smile '
I'd rather be sure you're safe, like Frank. What does
Rollie keep saying
friends'
' always stick together' Angie finished remembering the first
time he'd said that to her, when she was a young girl and he'd
been virtually her only real friend besides her father.
Mira took the bowls and the cup away and Angie settled back in
front of the computer monitor, watching as programming code slid
across the screen.
Rollie and Frank finished dinner and after making a short trip to
the market for a few necessities and the uni to drop the other
P.D.A's off for Senjari headed back to Frank's wondering what to
do.
Frank retired early, he'd had an early morning and Rollie lay on
the couch, preferring it to taking one of the other beds.
His mind kept him awake, a more troublesome opponent Rollie
couldn't imagine, but he kept the knowledge in the front of his
mind. If he had a chance, if he even spotted Loubar he'd
chase him to the ends of the earth and would kill him any way he
could so that Angie would know once and for all that he was
himself and that he loved her.
Mira finally persuaded Angela to go upstairs to bed, it was almost two in the morning and even she was starting to have trouble keeping her eyes open. Watching as Angie made her way up the steel staircase Mira sat down on the couch and pulled the covers over her.
Angie climbed into the long, soft bed. It was different
from her own but shed slept on it before tonight. She
lay there, the memories of Loubar for once not troubling
her. She could see Rollie lying there, there had been times
when he was sick or had been injured that shed treated him
in this same bed, and equal times when hed been the one
sitting close by watching over her.
These memories were so much more profound, meant so much more
than Loubars that she held onto them, banishing the others
for the first time in weeks. Slipping her hand under the
pillow to rest her head on it she could feel Rollies
boxers, accidentally left there, or maybe not. A reason to
return maybe, to accidentally come to see her?
A thought crossed her mind and she promised herself that in the
morning shed look into it.
Night was the time Viktor Loubar enjoyed the most, it seemed to
fit his character like a glove, or a custom made suit.
Hed been busy, not only with the Tyler/Ramirez thing,
though that was more fun than work. Several shipments meant
for the naval shipyards had disappeared, sold off to the highest
bidder. He loved his job, sneaking across the world making
money, dealing in death when it would solve a problem when bribes
failed.
He met with an acquaintance, a man
almost as unfeeling as himself. The man had been a Navy
Seal, dishonourably discharged for torturing a civilian for
information. The man now worked only for money, he was
building Loubar a nice little device, hed built the bomb in
the car as well. Planning ahead was second nature to
Loubar, he needed too in order to stay ahead of his pursuers.
Will it be ready soon? Loubar asked.
Hey, itll be ready when its ready. Just
keep to the timetable you told me and everything will be
fine
Viktor was tempted to kill the man right there and then, his
arrogant replies were starting to push his control. Turning
he strode from the building, checking up and seeing that the FX
van had disappeared but that the female detectives car was now
parked outside. He wondered what had happened, hed
seen Tyler and Gatti leave Angelas apartment and now
guessed that Angela had returned to the loft, probably to get
ready for the upcoming movie.
He smiled a dark smile as he realised Tyler had left so that
Angela could be there, his plan was working better than hed
ever dreamed so far, he couldnt wait to see the final
results.