Chapter Two
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Donovan wondered if he was going to be able to fly easily with two kids. All the way to Paris. Paris was a long flight. They were going to be on a private jet at least. His father's company jet. But that did not mean this would be an easy task for Sawyer or himself.
"Back from shopping! I would say we are ready to go!" Sawyer calls out cheerfully as she comes in the front door with bags in her hands from shopping.
"I got a new dress!" brags Shelly to Donovan.
"You did now? That is great. You are all ready for Paris" he tells her with a smile.
"I have to go pack these goodies and I will be ready to go" Sawyer promises Donovan with a smile before she leaves the room.
He hoped they would grow closer on the trip. He had made it a point to contact Quinn letting her know he would be around her area. But she had not yet responded. Maybe his child had scared her off for good. Oh well.
"Want to see what else I got? It isn't clothing" Shelly asks as she tugs at his sleeve for his attention.
"Sure!" he agrees.
She digs in her plastic shopping bag to show him something she had bought.
"A coloring book! Brand new! No one ever colored in this! I even have the twenty-four pack of crayons to" brags a happy Shelly.
"Well that is marvelous indeed" agrees Donovan. The little things he took for granted. Here Shelly was thrilled about new crayons. He worried about other things in life.
"Mommy said I could get them because it is going to be a long flight. Is it?" wonders Shelly.
"Yes it is going to be a long flight. You can always nap on there. There is a bed on the plane" he tells her.
"A BED on the plane? Why?" she giggles.
"I get tired and the flights are long. Why not?" he asks her.
"I like to stay up late" she laughs.
"Don't we all" laughs Donovan.
"Will Norton be coming to?" asks Shelly. "Where is Norton?"
"He is with my mom. Sorry no dogs allowed" Donovan tells her.
"I will miss him" sighs Shelly.
"Maybe you can send him a postcard" jokes Donovan.
"He will eat it" laughs Shelly.
"Shelly! Come double check your bag to make sure you have everything you want to bring!" demands Sawyer from down the hall way. Shelly rushes off to help her mother.
Donovan gets a text message from his sss account. The hotel was ready for him. They each had a room. King sized beds. He was going to look forward to that. A call comes in from Paris.
"Hello is this Mr.Spencer?" someone asks him.
"This is he? Who is this?" Donovan demands to know.
"If I were you I would stay home" they demand. Donovan gets a chill coming over him.
"WHO is this?" Donovan demands.
The phone call ends. Donovan tries to call the number back, but it says it was out of service. Someone knew he was coming to Paris. Who? Someone who was dealing with his little brother? It had to be it!
"Donovan we are ready to go" Sawyer was saying as she lugs her things behind her. Shelly comes in carrying a My Little Pony suite case. Donovan did not seem to hear them come in. He was deep in thought now.
"Donovan" Sawyer asks as she touches his arm lightly making him jump.
"Oh sorry" he says softly.
"Something wrong?" Sawyer asks him.
"Kind of. I think. I mean I am not sure" he sighs.
"What is going on?" she asks him.
"You know this mess with my little brother being over there already?" he asks her. She nods.
"Yes I recall it" she replies.
"Well I just got a weird call telling me that I should stay home" he explains to her.
"Odd" she mutters thoughtfully.
"Then when I tried to call the number back it says it was no longer in service already!" he tells her.
"Very odd" Sawyer mumbled.
"I am worried about Harrison" sighs Donovan.
"I do not blame you. We had better get going" Sawyer tells him. He nods.
"Ready to fly ladies?" he asks them.
"Ready!" says Shelly with excitement. Donovan gets a sleeping Evan before leaving.
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They get in the limo that he had waiting for them outside the home. Then they are whisked off to the private airport where the plane was waiting for them at. It felt good to be able to head on an adventure again. He wondered why his little brother was in Paris. They check in at the airport soon. Then get ready to climb on board.
"Wow" Shelly says when they get ready to board the plane.
"Nice huh?" adds Donovan with a smile.
"Very!" agrees Sawyer smiling back.
"I get to fly!!" Shelly giggles.
"Now you mind the rules young lady. No running about the plane. Stay in your seat no matter how long this takes" warns Sawyer to Shelly before they board.
"I will mom" sighs Shelly. "Can we go now?"
"We can" Sawyer says. "Wow, I was once out of a job now I am off to Paris. Things are shaping up"
"I hope they shape up for Harrison to" grumbles Donovan.
They board the plane. All Donovan could do was worry about the mess his little brother was in at that moment. Sawyer helps him get Evan all settled in on the plane so he could make a round of phone calls before they flew off. Quinn calls him right as he was about to call his father.
"Donovan?" she replies.
"Hey there" he greets her hello.
"Good to hear from you" she says. She sounded different for some reason.
"Something wrong Quinn?" he asks her.
"You should not be coming right now" she demands.
"Why? What is going on? Have you saw Harrison lately? What is going on Quinn?" he demands to know angrily.
"Stay home" she demands a warning before hanging up on him.
He gets a chill come washing over him. Second time someone has warned him not to go to Paris. He tries to call Quinn back. It goes to voicemail. That was not like Quinn to shun him.
"Ready to go!" Sawyer tells him as she smiles and sits beside him getting on her seatbelt.
He began to wonder if going to Paris was a good idea after all. It sounded like someone was threating him not to come. And his friends to. He did not like it. Not at all.
"They are busy for now. Evan is working on that bottle. And Shelly is starting a color page" Sawyer was rambling on as he was deep in thought. He tries to call Quinn one more time. No answer. Odd even for Quinn.
"Something is wrong. Really wrong" sighs Donovan unhappily.
"Huh?" Sawyer asks him looking confused.
"I am not sure what is going on over in Paris. But no one is going to stop me from finding out what is going on over there" he grumbles. Sawyer nods.
She still looked confused. She would find out when he did about what was going on. He only hoped it was not to late to get his little brother out of the hot water he had gotten himself in.
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