Together -- Chapter 73

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“I hope that you ladies had as good a time as I did at the Valentine’s Day bash last night,” Sketchy said to Max and Becky as he passed them as he entered Jam Pony about two weeks later.

“I guess you got laid last night after all,” Max remarked.

“Yes, I did get laid, but I had a very good time at the party before that,” Sketchy said.

“It wasn’t bad,” Becky said. She turned her head to give Wayne a dirty look. “I almost decked the hell out of this one sleazeball who snuck up behind me and tried to French with me, but it was fine other than that.”

“Hey!” Wayne complained. “I said that I was sorry. I thought you were that blonde that I was trying to hook up with all that night. Was it my fault that the two of you were wearing close to the same outfit?”

Becky rolled her eyes. “Save it.”

“You know, you need to curb that tendency of yours,” Max teased.

“Look who’s talking,” Becky protested. “Was it my imagination, or when we went on that run together last week did you grab the scumbag who signed for the package in his own ‘package’ and twisted and threatened to rip it off if he kept on mentally undressing you?”

“Okay,” Max admitted. “I did that.” She looked around. “Speaking of which, where’s Normal’s pride and joy? He’s never late.”

“Beats the hell out of me,” Jeff said. “I called his cell phone, but he’d turned it off so I left a message on his voicemail. He’s not in trouble. He would have let us known.”

“He didn’t show up at Crash last night,” Sketchy reminded them.

“Big deal,” Original Cindy said. “I see a few people here who weren’t at the party over at Crash last night.”

“She’s right,” Becky agreed. Her cell phone rang. She checked the number and flipped it open and answered it. “Hey.” She briefly turned back to the others. “Give me a sec. It’s an important call.” She walked away so that she was out of earshot of Sketchy and Original Cindy.

“I’ve got to hit the can,” Sketchy said. He headed for the bathroom.

Max looked over Wayne. “It’s a good thing that there were so many other people at Crash that night, otherwise your eye would be swollen shut. Did you seriously mistake Becky for that bimbo that you were chasing after all that night? If not, then you were playing with fire. If you thought what Zack did to you after you and Krit and Zane blindfolded him and tried to tie his hands behind his back while he was sleeping that one time back at Manticore was bad, she’s got the same temper that he does and she’s stronger. Do the math.”

“I really did mistake Becky for the woman,” Wayne said. “They were wearing the same jeans and jacket and their hair was pretty close. I’m not that dumb, Max. I wouldn’t go after Becky. She’s hot as hell, but it would be like kissing my sister. You know what I mean.”

“Good,” Jeff said tensely.

“Relax, Jeff, I just said that I wasn’t interested in your girl,” Wayne said. “Dude, why haven’t you tried anything yet?”

“Um, did you drink so much that it resulted in sporadic memory loss?” Jeff wondered. “I don’t want to have her swing at me or come at me with a gun. Well, she wouldn’t want to hurt me that badly so she’d probably wouldn’t use the gun unless it was a tranquilizer gun.”

“Ease up on Jeff,” Max said. “He is one of the most patient people I’ve ever met and he can and will talk with Becky about this when he feels that the time is right for both of them.”

“Thank you, Max,” Jeff said gratefully.

“That was Kyle,” Becky told them. “He and Kevin just got into Seattle and they’re heading over to Terminal City and they’re going to camp out there. Xavier should get here tomorrow morning and Felicia should be getting in a few hours after him.” She frowned. “I probably should have gone out and brought them here myself.”

“Relax, Becky,” Max said. “If you had done that, the whole process would have taken at least a week-and-a-half instead of a few days. They’re fine.”

“You’re right,” Becky admitted. She tried to smile. “Hey, Jeff, are you going to bring the brothers and sisters that you have contact with into Seattle?”

“Took care of that last night before I went to bed,” Jeff said. “Riley, Ralph, Vance, Christian, Wes, and Dustin are all on their way over here.”

“How many does that make it for you that you still need to get in touch with?” Wayne asked.

“I’ve got another seven sibs that I haven’t seen since the fire that I know made it out,” Jeff said. His cell phone rang then and he looked at the number and raised an eyebrow. “Look who decided to let us know he’s still alive.” He answered it. “Yeah, Alec, what is it?” He grinned. “You’re kidding! That’s great! Yeah, I’ll tell them and I’ll give him the phone. Just a sec.” He walked over to Normal and handed him the phone before he shouted to everybody “It’s a boy!”

Max squealed in joy. “I’ve got another nephew!”

“Way to go, Alec!” Sketchy cheered.

“What else did Alec say? How’s Brin? Are she and the baby doing okay?” Wayne asked.

“Yeah, he said that they’re both doing fine,” Jeff said. “He said that his son was born about half an hour ago and he’s perfectly healthy.” He lowered his voice so that only Max and Becky and Wayne could hear him. “And he doesn’t have a barcode.”

“That’s great,” Becky said. “What’s the little guy’s name?”

“Alec said that he and Brin finally agreed on the name Anthony,” Jeff said. “Though Alec wants to call him Tony and Brin is insisting on calling him Anthony.” He laughed. “That should be good.”

“When can we go see them?” Max asked eagerly.

“Alec said that Maggie told him that Brin and the baby can have visitors tonight if they feel up to it,” Jeff said.

“I can’t wait to see them,” Max said.

“Okay, people, settle down,” Normal ordered. He reached out from underneath the counter and set a cigar box down on it and held Jeff’s cell phone back out to him. “If you’re old enough to use these, you can pick one up but absolutely no smoking on the premises. Got that? Now bip, bip, bip! Let’s get back to work.”

“I think the man is finally softening a little,” Original Cindy commented.

“Maybe,” Max agreed. She smiled. “Come on. The sooner that we deliver some packages for Normal, the sooner I can get out of here and see my new baby nephew.”

TBC