2006- Santa Barbara
“Look, I’ve called in dozens of tips. Okay? Just check it out.” Shawn couldn’t believe the predicament he’d gotten himself into this time. Actually, he could believe it.
“I did. I checked out a whole lot of stuff. Like…Oh! You’re currently unemployed. Never held a job for more than six months. And, you have a criminal record.”
“I was eighteen.”
“Eighteen? Oh, well that makes it okay. Let me just scratch this out.” The detective’s face was full of sarcasm.
“I borrowed a car-“
“You stole a car.”
“-to impress a girl. “ Shawn finished his sentence.
“Look, forgive us Mr. Spencer if this seems farfetched.” At least his partner was being somewhat reasonable.
“ Would it help at all if I told you that she had a bit of a reputation and that I was “O” for… high school? …Okay, fine. There were extenuating circumstances. The arresting officer was my father. He was trying to teach me a lesson.”
“Did ya learn it?” The detective learned in waiting for his answer.
Present Day- Outside Santa Barbara
The sign said five miles to Santa Barbara and with each passing minute, the girl behind the wheel seemed to grow paler. This was the right decision, really her only choice at this moment. She just needed... if she was honest she didn’t know what she needed any more.
Her phone rang and she groaned when she saw who was calling. “Are you sure I can’t talk you out of this?” The familiar voice got right to the point.
“Positive, I need to do this.”
A sigh came from the other side. “Fine, I wish you would reconsider.”
“And I wish my mother was alive but we don’t always get what we wish for.”
After a moment of awkward silence the person on the other line finally answered. “I’m sorry for your loss.”
“Me too. This is something I have to do. Something I’ve dreamed of doing. Plus, it’s my turn to be normal. Figure out who I am.”
“You’re too special to be normal but if I can’t convince you to change your mind, good luck.”
“Thank you.” She smiled knowing she had won this battle.
“Oh and nice hair.”
The girl looked into the rearview mirror and saw the recently dyed strand of hot pink hair. “Thanks, I decided it was time for something different.”
“I guess this is goodbye.”
“I guess so.”
“Take care of yourself.”
“You too.” The girl hung up the phone and exited the freeway lowering the top of her convertible and breathing in the salt air. She could get used to this. She quickly glanced at the piece of paper with her hotel reservation. Tomorrow, she had an important meeting.
Present Day: California State Correctional Facility
The lights flickered in cellblock C, singling that it was almost time for lights off. The guards, preparing for a shift change were doing one last walkthrough before finally being able to clock out.
“Seems like every time we turn around, they add another one to this cell block.”
“Yeah, this bunch comes from Santa Barbara.” One of the guards on duty topped off his cup of coffee.
“Well whatever they are doing down in Santa Barbara they need to keep it up.”
“I’ll drink to that!” He raised his glass and the other guard followed suit. For another few minutes all was quiet.
The lights in the block went out and all seemed quiet. “I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to call it a night.”
“I’ll drink to that.” They raised their cups.
“Too bad this is just coffee.”
The other guard laughed. “Too bad.”
All of a sudden, a siren went off followed by flashing lights. Both guards turned to the screens just in time to feel something hard on the back of their heads.
I've had this idea in my head for awhile and finally sat down and wrote it between other projects. It's the first in a set and I hope you enjoy it!
Author's Chapter Notes:
Just a little prequel to set up the story. Enjoy! Oh, and since James Roday hasn't gotten on twitter yet, he hasn't received my tweets about owning the characters so sadly that hasn't happened.
Chapter End Notes:
What do these have to do with each other? You'll just have to keep reading and find out! Thanks for reading?