Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time

Chapter Five

"Hello, Spencer," Aaron answers his phone as he was just leaving his office. He still needed to save Spencer's number in his contacts.

"Hi. Good morning," Spencer replies. "I hope I'm not annoying you."

"Not at all. If this becomes a regular thing, I'll await your phone calls."

"Can this become a regular thing?" Spencer asks.

"I don't see why not."

"Great. I'll look forward to your voice everyday."

Aaron presses his lips into a thin line.

"I'm sorry," Spencer quickly rushes out. "That wasn't appropriate."

Aaron thought back at it. Why had he agreed to befriend Spencer? It would be awkward for them both. Spencer has an attraction towards him but the feeling is not reciprocated. He did enjoy the tour Spencer had given him, and Spencer seems nice to talk to. But if this continued, Aaron didn't think he could talk to Spencer.

Aaron huffed. "No, that's fine."

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

"I know," Aaron answers. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to sound like a grumpy old man."

"No, no, you're totally fine, not in that way but-- I'll shut up."

Aaron can't help but laugh. Maybe this would be fun. Maybe Aaron had to stop being so serious all the time. It was true, he has a dry sense of humour, but perhaps Spencer could be a friend to share a few laughs with.

"Spencer, it's okay."

"Okay, yeah, I'm sorry."

"I have to go, I'm on my way to the airport, I'll call you later."

"Oh, that would be great. Bye, Aaron."

"Bye Spencer."

Click.

The drive to the airport, Aaron thought. Since he packed all of his belongings, which now we're in the back and trunk, should he take a go-bag to Virginia? Probably. Probably not.

As he parked, he agreed he would only take what he was wearing, which was a well ironed Armani suit. And of course the brief case he took to every case, updated with new files each time.

This case: a school board superintendent accused of murdering his wife and sexually harassing three fifth graders. Aaron was the prosecutor for the city of Richmond; The City of Richmond versus David Alcott.

It was rare when he had cases this big and busy. It would usually be a mother trying to save her son from going to prison, or a man trying to get custody over his son. He was nervous. But he was certain this would go their way. With enough evidence from forensics and the FBI, David Alcott will surely be put on death row. Aaron had to put that information together immediately.

He arrives at the same airport he was at no more than twelve hours ago and parks his car in his respective parking spot; reserved just for him. He exits his vehicle, grabbing his briefcase before he shuts the door and locks it, putting the keys in his interior blazer pocket.

It was the same routine, nothing new except Aaron had something to think about this time. He was curious. How would it be like to actually move on? Sure, it had only been a couple of weeks since Haley left, but Aaron moved on quickly. All his life he had. He thought this would've been no exception except he really loved Haley. Really loved her. He wasn't upset at her for leaving. He was upset at himself. He always put family first and maybe that's why it's so hard to move on so fast. Maybe he should accept the hurting for a bit longer. It made him actually feel something. Not that he didn't before, but he just got so used to everything. And the change was what hit him hardest. Not having Haley, not having Jack.

He enters the airport and goes through security, just like always. Since this was a small airport meant for business, there was only a coffee maker for him to fuel up with. He decides to skip it today and waits.