MacsLovlyAngl
Head of the Graveyard Shift
When Leanne arrived at the storage locker she could hear MJ calling for help.
"MJ....hold on...I'm going to get the manager."
Coming back with the manager they unlocked the storage locker.
"Thank God...someone locked me in."
"Someone locked you in? Who would do that sir?"
"I don't know. I was bending over the boxes...next thing I heard was a click. Then I couldn't get a signal."
"Shit....I think I know who may have locked you in."
"Who Leanne?"
"George...he was at the Hospital...tried to get me to have dinner with him. So I kicked him in the groin and he took off.
"What is he insane??"
"No...he's harmless....he likes being a smart ass."
"Well that's a pretty stupid thing to do. Let's get your stuff and go home."
When they got back to the house everyone asked what had happened.
"Where were you MJ?"
"I had to make a few stops on my way back. Then I ran into Leanne. I'm fine don't worry."
"I'm going to get changed...then I'll be back."
"Mac...can I talk to you for a minute."
"Sure hon...what is it?"
"I think George may be taking our break-up a little harder then I thought. He was at the Hospital and tried to get me to have dinner with him. I think he may have locked MJ in the storage locker."
"He's been in a storage locker all this time?"
"Yeah...but I can't prove it was George. Though he's the only one stupid enough to try something like that."
"Hmm..okay...I'm going to have Eric put an Officer on you for a while. Just to make sure you are okay at work."
"Thanks Mac...what about MJ?"
"He'll be fine. It's not that often he heads out. Though if things don't calm down by January I'll have to have him watched too."
"I don't think he'd try anything Mac. I really don't."
"I know. But to be safe I'm going to have you followed."
Wrapping his arm around her he walked her back into the kitchen.
"Hey...hey...the gangs all here. Where's the birthday boy?"
Coming through the door Mac laughed at Michael and the troops as they all piled into the kitchen.
"Hey dad....hi Anya...sis...bro.."
"There he is...my little boy all grown up. Here....your mom and I bought you something."
Tossing him the keys he stared at them.
"You're kidding right? Please tell me this isn't a joke."
Heading towards the front door he opened it and found a black convertable sitting in the driveway.
"Whoa....are you serious dad? You guys bought me a car?"
"We did. It's not new. But it's not old either. Runs like dream."
Aww...this is awesome...thanks... thanks to you both. But why now?"
"Well...you're off to College in January son...you'll need transportation."
Hugging his dad he looked towards Anya. Then walking over he embraced her lightly.
"Thanks Anya...I love it."
"You're welcome MJ. We are very proud of you."
Everyone smiled. It was nice to see MJ at least try and heal their wounds.
"MJ....hold on...I'm going to get the manager."
Coming back with the manager they unlocked the storage locker.
"Thank God...someone locked me in."
"Someone locked you in? Who would do that sir?"
"I don't know. I was bending over the boxes...next thing I heard was a click. Then I couldn't get a signal."
"Shit....I think I know who may have locked you in."
"Who Leanne?"
"George...he was at the Hospital...tried to get me to have dinner with him. So I kicked him in the groin and he took off.
"What is he insane??"
"No...he's harmless....he likes being a smart ass."
"Well that's a pretty stupid thing to do. Let's get your stuff and go home."
When they got back to the house everyone asked what had happened.
"Where were you MJ?"
"I had to make a few stops on my way back. Then I ran into Leanne. I'm fine don't worry."
"I'm going to get changed...then I'll be back."
"Mac...can I talk to you for a minute."
"Sure hon...what is it?"
"I think George may be taking our break-up a little harder then I thought. He was at the Hospital and tried to get me to have dinner with him. I think he may have locked MJ in the storage locker."
"He's been in a storage locker all this time?"
"Yeah...but I can't prove it was George. Though he's the only one stupid enough to try something like that."
"Hmm..okay...I'm going to have Eric put an Officer on you for a while. Just to make sure you are okay at work."
"Thanks Mac...what about MJ?"
"He'll be fine. It's not that often he heads out. Though if things don't calm down by January I'll have to have him watched too."
"I don't think he'd try anything Mac. I really don't."
"I know. But to be safe I'm going to have you followed."
Wrapping his arm around her he walked her back into the kitchen.
"Hey...hey...the gangs all here. Where's the birthday boy?"
Coming through the door Mac laughed at Michael and the troops as they all piled into the kitchen.
"Hey dad....hi Anya...sis...bro.."
"There he is...my little boy all grown up. Here....your mom and I bought you something."
Tossing him the keys he stared at them.
"You're kidding right? Please tell me this isn't a joke."
Heading towards the front door he opened it and found a black convertable sitting in the driveway.
"Whoa....are you serious dad? You guys bought me a car?"
"We did. It's not new. But it's not old either. Runs like dream."
Aww...this is awesome...thanks... thanks to you both. But why now?"
"Well...you're off to College in January son...you'll need transportation."
Hugging his dad he looked towards Anya. Then walking over he embraced her lightly.
"Thanks Anya...I love it."
"You're welcome MJ. We are very proud of you."
Everyone smiled. It was nice to see MJ at least try and heal their wounds.