Joe
Part I
I yawned, as I put yet more sugar in my coffee, I glanced over my shoulder half expecting Frank to be standing there to lecture me about putting so much sugar in my coffee…again. It wasn’t like I put that much in it, really I didn’t.
I raised the cup to my lips, burning my tongue on the hot liquid, I gave an involuntary yelp, quickly putting the cup down and trying to run my tongue under the cold water from the sink nearby. When the burning finally seemed to die down I stood up again.
“Ow.” I muttered with my tongue hanging out of my mouth like a dog, I must’ve sounded weird, mostly because I did even to myself. I glowered at my coffee, after all, it was to blame for scalding my tongue. From somewhere in the dark crevices of my brain I heard a small voice say,
You shouldn’t have touched it yet. This was Mr. Reasonable. I ignored him often. He belonged in the corner of my mind alone. Quiet, he was supposed to be quiet. He never was. I went to grab my cup of coffee before deciding better grabbing four more packs of sugar and dumping them in, bringing my total to twelve, twelve was a good number. A lucky number.
Somewhere in the world.
I was sure of it.
I stirred the new sugar packets into the coffee, picking up the cup and heading back for my office, I blinked as I stepped into my office, (Okay technically it was Frank’s office too, but that’s beside the point) there was a girl, standing in gray high heels, in the middle of my office. I cocked my head to the side watching her. She had blonde hair braided up in two buns on either side of her head, it looked like it took far too much time for anyone’s good.
She wore a short pink strapless dress showing her long slender legs. I’m an ATAC detective. I’m trained to see these things, honest. She had a silver anklet that had charms hanging down around her heel, she reached for a file on Frank’s neatly organized desk, her bangles on her wrist clanging together, I noticed she was wearing a silver necklace, of course all I could see was a silver chain around the back of her neck, she also wore a bracelet that snaked around her upper arm. She picked up a piece of paper off Frank’s desk holding it up into the light, I noticed a ring that looked like a white rose on her finger.
I grinned a little watching her, I had to respect anyone who could barge into anyone else’s office and snoop. Actually it kinda reminded me if Lil Sis. She’d come into my office and snoop. Scratch that. She probably had. Of course I didn’t have the fun of doing, well, this:
“Find anything interesting?” I asked. I actually thought for a split second I’d given the girl a heart attack, she literally jumped an inch off the ground, giving a loud yelp as she spun around, her hand that was reaching to place the paper back into it’s neat stack jerked and sent the neatly stacked papers on Frank’s desk flying to the floor. The girl looked at me with wide brown eyes, she was breathing hard, her hand coming up to place over her necklace, which from what I could see looked like three or four strands that made an intricate design of flowers.
“I-I-I,” the girl stammered, first she had paled then her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, suddenly finding her shoes extremely interesting, “I mean I-” she cut herself off again. I actually simi-felt bad, nah, actually I didn’t, I enjoyed scaring people far too much, of course it’s not like I ever got to, not with Frank and Nancy, both of them have this creepy sixth since that just knows when someone is near.
I chuckled walking the rest of the way into the office, I set my coffee down on Frank’s desk as I walked to Frank’s desk.
“Its fine,” I said, I started to kneel down to grab some of the papers that she’d knocked to the ground,
“Oh! No!! Let me!!” I heard her say before I felt a splitting pain in my head that caused me to basically just sit down, fast. I put my hand on my forehead, feeling it throb. I could basically see stars floating around.
“Ow.” I said blinking a few times, I looked up to see the girl basically in the same position as me, holding a hand to her head. Just when I thought there wasn’t any possible way for her cheeks to gain anymore red to them, they turned a darker crimson, as she looked at me.
“I’m so sorry!!” she said finally pulling her hand from her head, she started to shove the papers into a messy pile, Frank would flip that someone messed up his neat papers. I was starting to like this girl.
“It’s okay,” I said as I stood up, going to my desk and sitting down, I was so glad I’d sat down my coffee, I couldn’t imagine if I had been holding the scalding liquid when the girl had ran into me. The girl stood up putting the simi-neat papers on Frank’s desk, falling quiet, staring at the pile of papers, trying to tuck one small corner back inside the pile.
“Don’t worry about that,” I said, “Frank’ll blow enough of a gasket that they’re out of order.”
That sent the girl into pure panic mode.
“It will?!” she finally spoke turning back to the papers, like she suddenly had to organize them.
“No!” I said quickly, “I’m kidding,” I really wasn’t but I didn’t need to call the psych ward right now, and the girl looked one step away from losing everything.
“Oh.” The girl said sighing, “Guess that’s what I get for snooping, huh?” she blushed again, looking down at her shoes again.
“Probably, but I wouldn’t like you as much if you hadn’t,” I grinned a little as I looked at my desk, okay it was…cluttered. Not messy, cluttered. I walked back to my desk sitting down again, feeling another wave of dizziness, she really had done a number on my head. Of course I’d forgotten my coffee over on Frank’s desk. I glared at my coffee we were going to have words later Mr. Coffee.
The girl seemed to pick up psychic waves ‘cause she instantly picked up my coffee bringing it to me. I blinked at the coffee then blinked at the girl.
“Okay so nameplate gives away who I am, but exactly, who are you?” I asked. The girl blushed brightly again.
“You’re Raylinn,” She stumbled over her words then her eyes widened, “I mean I’m Joe, I mean,” she groaned closing her eyes, hanging her head, opening her eyes to look at her shoes again. “Raylinn Chandler.” She said in a very quiet voice. I couldn’t help but wonder how this girl managed to get into ATAC. Let alone why would she want to get into ATAC?
“Nice to meet you,” I extended my hand, but Raylinn didn’t seem to notice since she was still staring at her shoes like they were the most fascinating things in the world, I slowly dropped my hand, picking up my coffee again, this time I blew on it before taking a sip, I expected her to say something but she didn’t.
“Sooo…” I said slowly, “Why’re you here?” Okay that was blunt, even for me, but it seemed to jolt Raylinn she looked back up at me.
“Oh!” she said, “I’m your new assistant,” she nodded to a new desk I hadn’t noticed before, there was now a third desk in Frank and mine office, it was set up with a computer and a few files.
“An assistant?” I asked, “Does that mean you’ll be doing field work with us?” I asked.
“No!” Raylinn said quickly putting her hands up, looking up at me finally, “No I stay here, mostly I’m an advanced secretary.”
“Oh, okay,” I nodded, “Sounds good,” Well this was awkward. Really awkward.
“I guess if you just need anything lemme know, okay?” Raylinn asked, and then she scurried away to the desk, burring her face behind a weathered book of some sort, the brown leather wasn’t holding the title as well as it used to so the lettering was impossible to make out.
I needed to talk to my boss, Hayes, about this. Now. ASAP. Probably sooner. I glanced at the door, Raylinn was gonna think I was a freak if I just ran off, I needed an excuse. Uhh… Why was it I could come up with things on the fly when I was out in the field but here in ATAC? I was like a fish out of water.
“Well,” I announced, finally, “I need more sugar.” I grabbed my coffee cup walking out, I took a sip of the coffee, it wasn’t a complete lie, it could do with one or two, maybe three more packs.
I walked down to Hayes’ office, technically his name was Noah Hayes, but no one called him that, everyone just called him Hayes. I reached up and rapped on the before going inside. My boss looked up at me with blue eyes from behind his thin glasses, he had salt and pepper hair that was always neatly trimmed.
“Joe?” he asked, “Something wrong?”
“An assistant?” I asked, “Really?”
“She’s more of an assistant, besides, you need it, have you seen your desk?” Hayes asked me seriously. I blinked.
“What does my desk have to do with anything?”
“A small child could get lost for days.” Hayes said.
Could not!
“Well…that’s not exactly my fault,” I said, slowly, “But an assistant will help how?”
“You and Frank are running with the big boys now,” Hayes said standing up, going to put a file away in his gray filing cabinet, “You’re getting more difficult assignments,”
“Yeah…so?” I said slowly, not seeing the point.
“So you two are going to be spending less time here, you two are going to need someone here, besides Raylinn specifically requested to be working with you and Frank,” Hayes said. I blinked.
“Why?” I asked slowly, why would a girl like Raylinn want to work with people like me and Frank?
“No clue,” Hayes said, “But I do want you to try to find out.”
“So I have to try and probe my new non-wanted non-assistant?” I asked.
“Basically,” Hayes said, “Listen you figure out what she wants, I’ll get rid of her, happy?”
“Marginally,” I said. Hayes sighed.
“Joe-” he started but I cut him off.
“I need an assistant because I’m going to end up losing it one of these days, right?” I asked.
“No.” Hayes said, “I was going to say, that you need the assistant so that you and Frank don’t have to do so much paperwork.” My eyebrows came up.
“Less paperwork?” I asked.
“Yes, she can take case notes and fill out the paperwork.” Hayes said.
“Alright!” I said grinning.
“Just don’t forget to get what her deal is,” Hayes said looking over his glasses at me, in the a-typical teacher glaring at student way.
“I’m on it,” I said before walking out, taking another swig of my coffee, it was starting to get cold. I needed to add some more warmth to it, I was walking down the hall when I found Frank walking towards me.
“Joe there’s a strange girl in our room.” Frank said, jerking his thumb over his shoulder in the direction of our office.
“Yeah I know.” I said, “Raylinn Chandler.”
“You know?” Frank asked, “And you’re okay with this?”
“No.” I said, “Not at all, but Hayes says she requested to work with us,”
“Why?” Frank asked.
“Your guess is as good as mine at this point.” I said, shrugging “Of course, Hayes wants us to try and find out,”
“Sounds fun,” Frank said sarcastically.
“Yup,” I rolled my eyes, “But she does all the paperwork, so I’m in,” I grinned walking past Frank back towards our office.
“Of course you are, I for one, don’t mind paperwork.” Frank said.
“That’s because you’re the freak who likes paperwork,” I shuttered taking another long drawl from my coffee, bleh it really was cold.
“And you’re the freak who likes that.” Frank pointed to my coffee, if Frank was ever captured by the enemy no amount of torture would get him to talk, but force him to drink coffee? He’d start singing like a bird.
“Sugar.” I said, holding the cup up and wiggling it back and forth, “Makes it worthwhile,” I grinned at my brother.
“Oh goodie. Expose the poor new assistant to that first day,” Frank said he rolled his eyes, “Just do me one favor,”
“Anything for my dear loving brother,” I said smirking.
“Don’t scare her off,” Frank said. I rolled my eyes.
“So funny,” I said sarcastically. Frank grinned at me.
“Someone has to keep you grounded,” Frank said before walking off. I rolled my eyes, going to warm up my coffee before going back into the office
Raylinn was organizing files in the filing cabinet Frank and I never used, well, okay I never used it, I don’t know if Frank did. He probably did. The freak.
“Hey,” I said as I walked in. Raylinn looked over her shoulder.
“Your brother was here,” she said, simply before turning back to her filing work.
“Yeah, I ran into him in the hall,” I turned to look at my desk and blinked, it was…clean.
“What happened to my desk?!” I burst out. Raylinn spun around.
“I was told to organize your office,” Raylinn said her hands fluttering around her necklace, “I thought I was doing what I was supposed to!” her words started to mush together as she said them.
“It was organized!” I pouted. Raylinn looked from the desk to me, she gave a grin before hiding her it behind her hand.
“What?” I asked looking at Raylinn, narrowing my eyes, but more as a joke, I mean I wasn’t like furious that my desk was clean, I’d have room to work now, but, I had a system, she messed with the system!
“Nothing,” Raylinn turned back to her filing, I rolled my eyes going to sit back down behind my desk, I pulled out my laptop powering it on, I leaned back while it booted, things fell into an odd silence.
I logged onto my computer, ignoring my work and logging onto Facebook, okay yes, I’ll admit it, I play FarmVille. Deal.
The silence got louder over the next half hour, I tried to start some conversations but each one Raylinn said as little as possible letting it lapse back into quiet it was creepy, Raylinn didn’t talk she didn’t say anything she just silently filed the papers. It was like having a ghost in my office, this girl never spoke.
Remind me again why she signed up for ATAC?
Finally I spun around in my chair balling up a piece of paper tossing it into the basketball hoop over the trash bin, the basket made a cheering sound. At least it was noise. Then I heard surprising sound. A giggle.
I looked up. Raylinn was hiding her smile behind her fingers, again, but she was still facing the filing cabinet, trying to do her work one-handed. I grinned grabbing another ball and tossing it for the trashcan, this one rimmed and fell out.
“Drat,” I said. Raylinn giggled again, glancing over from her work.
“You try,” I said, Raylinn turned around to face me and I held out a balled up piece of paper to her.
“No thanks,” Raylinn’s giggling instantly stopped, and her grin faded.
“C’mon,” I said wagging the ball back and forth. Raylinn paused I could see her brown eyes looking from the paper ball to me, like she was weighing her options. Finally she slowly stepped forward taking the ball, she tossed it for the can, but it bounced off the side landing halfway back to her.
“I’m not the best at anything like that,” Raylinn gave a small grin, but she also was blushing. I chuckled a little. She was really shy, shy but really cute, the light pink blush made her all the cuter.
“That’s okay, you got time to get better,” I said, I grabbed my notepad that I used to make paper balls from, holding it out to Raylinn.
“I have work to do,” Raylinn said, still blushing lightly.
“So do I,” I countered, “C’mon, at least be a little fun.” I winked at Raylinn, she gave a giggle and blushed brighter, but she tentatively took the notepad, ripping off a piece of paper, she balled it before tossing it for the basket, this time it sunk through the basket, with the crowd cheering.
“Beginners luck,” I chuckled, I pushed out of my chair to go stand beside Raylinn.
“I’ve always been lucky,” she said.
“Then let’s see you do it again,” I said.
“Nu-uh, it’s your turn,” Raylinn told me, her blush was slowly subsiding, leaving just the lightest pink hue on her cheeks. I took the paper wadding it up and throwing it for the basket, it landed in the trash can without going through the hoop.
“I think that counts,” I said grinning at Raylinn.
“Nope,” Raylinn said reaching for the notepad, but she yelped losing her balance in her high heels, I quickly steadied her.
“Those things are officially dangerous,” I told Raylinn, who just blushed a deep, deep red in return, she muttered something before quickly going for the filing cabinet again.
“Hey it’s okay,” I said, but I didn’t get a response from Raylinn, I walked over to her, “Raylinn?”
“No, no I’m fine,” Raylinn said, “I need to get this work done,” she was a deep red.
“Okay,” I said slowly, going back to my desk, sitting down, actually opening my work.[font]