Waiting For Nick
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"Touchy," she murmured, but backed off. "I'm going to get something cold. Want anything?"
"Bring me a beer."
She lifted a brow, well aware that he rarely drank anything but coffee when he worked. As she stood in the kitchen opening a beer and a soft drink, she heard the quick rap on the door, the shout of greeting.
"You're busted," Alex Stanislaski called out from the other room. "For keeping my niece chained to a piano all afternoon."
"Where's your warrant, cop?"
Alex only grinned and caught Nick in a headlock. "I don't need no stinking warrant. Where is she, LeBeck?"
"Uncle Alex! Thank God you've come!" Freddie dashed into the living room and jumped into his arms. "It's been horrible. All day long, half notes, sharps, diminished ninths."
"There, there, baby, I'm here now." He gave her a quick kiss before holding her at arm's length. "Bess said you were prettier than ever. This guy been giving you a hard time?"
"Yes." She slipped an arm around her uncle's waist and smiled smugly at Nick. "I think you should haul him in for impersonating a human being."
"That bad, huh? Well, I'm here to take you away from all this. How about dinner?''
"I'd love it. Then you can tell me all about the promotion Bess was bragging about."
"It's nothing," Alex muttered, causing Nick to stop playing long enough to look over his shoulder.
"That's not what I heard." The sneer was automatic and friendly. "Captain."
"It's not official." Alex gave Nick a punch on the shoulder.
"Police brutality." Since Freddie hadn't brought it out, Nick rose to get his beer, and one for Alex from the kitchen. "He's always had it in for me."
"Should have tossed away the key the night I caught you climbing out of the window of that electronics shop."
"Cops have memories like elephants."
"When it comes to punks." Comfortable, Alex leaned against the piano. "That was a nice sound you were making. You two really collaborating on this musical thing?"
"That's the rumor," Freddie answered. "Only Nick's having a hard time splitting his energy between being my partner and my surrogate father."
"Oh?"
"He trailed me on a date last night."
"I did not." Disgusted, Nick took a swallow of beer. "She has delusions of adulthood."
A little wary of the vibes scooting around in the air, Alex cleared his throat. "She looks pretty grown up to me."
"Why, thank you. Same time tomorrow, Nick?"
"Yeah, fine."
"You can come on to dinner too, you know. The invitation was general," Alex said. "Bess is calling in Italian."
"No, thanks." Nick set aside his beer and ran his fingers over the keys. "I've got stuff to do."
"Suit yourself. Come on, Fred, I'm starved. I spent a hard day catching bad guys."
"I'm out the door." Deliberately she leaned over and kissed Nick's cheek. "See you tomorrow."
Alex waited until they'd gotten outside before he went for the subject. "So, what's going on?"
"On where?"
"Between you and Nick?"
"Not as much as I'd like," Freddie said without any preamble, and, since Alex merely stood there, stepped to the curb to hail a cab herself.
"Ah, are you speaking professionally, or personally?"
"Oh, professionally, we're clicking right along. He should have something to take the producers early next week. Why don't we take the subway?" she suggested after scanning the street. "It's going to be hell catching a cab this time of day."
He walked along with her toward the subway station. "You're talking… personally, then?"
"Hmm? That's right." She smiled approvingly over at him. The dimming sunlight haloed around his dark hair, making him look, to her, like a knight just out of battle. "It's so good to be here with all of you, Uncle Alex."
"It's good to have you. What kind of personally?" he asked, not allowing himself to be sidetracked for an instant from the subject at hand.
She sighed, but there was humor in it. "Exactly what you're worried about. I love you, Uncle Alex."
"I love you, too, Fred." He hurried after her as she started down the steps to the station. "Look, I know you had a crush on Nick when you were a kid."
"Do you?" Only more amused, she dug around in her bag for change.
"Sure, it was kind of cute. We all noticed."
"Nick didn't." She let her change fall back into the bag when Alex pulled out tokens for both of them.
"So, he's slow. My point is, you're not a kid anymore."
She stopped on the other side of the turnstile, put both hands on his face and kissed him full on the mouth. "I can't tell you what it means to hear someone else say that. I really love you, Alexi."
"I think you're missing my point here." Taking her elbow, he guided her through the crowd waiting for the next train uptown.
"No, I'm not. You're worried that I'm going to do something that I'll regret, or that Nick will regret."
"If I thought he'd have anything to regret, he wouldn't be able to play a tune for a month."
She only laughed. "Big talk. You love him like a brother."
His golden eyes went dark. "It wouldn't stop me from breaking all the bones in his hands if he used them the wrong way."
She thought it best not to mention just where Nick's hands had been a few hours before. "I'm in love with him, Uncle Alex." She laughed, shaking back her hair. "Oh, that felt wonderful. You're the first one I've told. Dad and Mama don't even know." Her laugh leveled off to a chuckle when she saw that he was simply gaping at her. "Is it really that much of a surprise?"
He found his voice with an oath, then pulled her onto the train that had stopped at the station. "Now listen to me, Freddie—"
"No, listen to me first." Since the car was full, she snagged a pole and held on as the train jostled out of the station. "I know you're thinking I might not know the difference between puppy love and the real thing, but I do. I do," she repeated, with such quiet conviction that he remained silent. "I don't just love the boy I met all those years ago, Uncle Alex, or the one I came to know. It's the man he's become I'm speaking of. With all his faults, and his virtues, his impatience, his kindness, and even his streak of mean. I love the whole person, and he might not know it yet, he may not accept it, or love me back, but that doesn't change what's inside me for him."
"Bring me a beer."
She lifted a brow, well aware that he rarely drank anything but coffee when he worked. As she stood in the kitchen opening a beer and a soft drink, she heard the quick rap on the door, the shout of greeting.
"You're busted," Alex Stanislaski called out from the other room. "For keeping my niece chained to a piano all afternoon."
"Where's your warrant, cop?"
Alex only grinned and caught Nick in a headlock. "I don't need no stinking warrant. Where is she, LeBeck?"
"Uncle Alex! Thank God you've come!" Freddie dashed into the living room and jumped into his arms. "It's been horrible. All day long, half notes, sharps, diminished ninths."
"There, there, baby, I'm here now." He gave her a quick kiss before holding her at arm's length. "Bess said you were prettier than ever. This guy been giving you a hard time?"
"Yes." She slipped an arm around her uncle's waist and smiled smugly at Nick. "I think you should haul him in for impersonating a human being."
"That bad, huh? Well, I'm here to take you away from all this. How about dinner?''
"I'd love it. Then you can tell me all about the promotion Bess was bragging about."
"It's nothing," Alex muttered, causing Nick to stop playing long enough to look over his shoulder.
"That's not what I heard." The sneer was automatic and friendly. "Captain."
"It's not official." Alex gave Nick a punch on the shoulder.
"Police brutality." Since Freddie hadn't brought it out, Nick rose to get his beer, and one for Alex from the kitchen. "He's always had it in for me."
"Should have tossed away the key the night I caught you climbing out of the window of that electronics shop."
"Cops have memories like elephants."
"When it comes to punks." Comfortable, Alex leaned against the piano. "That was a nice sound you were making. You two really collaborating on this musical thing?"
"That's the rumor," Freddie answered. "Only Nick's having a hard time splitting his energy between being my partner and my surrogate father."
"Oh?"
"He trailed me on a date last night."
"I did not." Disgusted, Nick took a swallow of beer. "She has delusions of adulthood."
A little wary of the vibes scooting around in the air, Alex cleared his throat. "She looks pretty grown up to me."
"Why, thank you. Same time tomorrow, Nick?"
"Yeah, fine."
"You can come on to dinner too, you know. The invitation was general," Alex said. "Bess is calling in Italian."
"No, thanks." Nick set aside his beer and ran his fingers over the keys. "I've got stuff to do."
"Suit yourself. Come on, Fred, I'm starved. I spent a hard day catching bad guys."
"I'm out the door." Deliberately she leaned over and kissed Nick's cheek. "See you tomorrow."
Alex waited until they'd gotten outside before he went for the subject. "So, what's going on?"
"On where?"
"Between you and Nick?"
"Not as much as I'd like," Freddie said without any preamble, and, since Alex merely stood there, stepped to the curb to hail a cab herself.
"Ah, are you speaking professionally, or personally?"
"Oh, professionally, we're clicking right along. He should have something to take the producers early next week. Why don't we take the subway?" she suggested after scanning the street. "It's going to be hell catching a cab this time of day."
He walked along with her toward the subway station. "You're talking… personally, then?"
"Hmm? That's right." She smiled approvingly over at him. The dimming sunlight haloed around his dark hair, making him look, to her, like a knight just out of battle. "It's so good to be here with all of you, Uncle Alex."
"It's good to have you. What kind of personally?" he asked, not allowing himself to be sidetracked for an instant from the subject at hand.
She sighed, but there was humor in it. "Exactly what you're worried about. I love you, Uncle Alex."
"I love you, too, Fred." He hurried after her as she started down the steps to the station. "Look, I know you had a crush on Nick when you were a kid."
"Do you?" Only more amused, she dug around in her bag for change.
"Sure, it was kind of cute. We all noticed."
"Nick didn't." She let her change fall back into the bag when Alex pulled out tokens for both of them.
"So, he's slow. My point is, you're not a kid anymore."
She stopped on the other side of the turnstile, put both hands on his face and kissed him full on the mouth. "I can't tell you what it means to hear someone else say that. I really love you, Alexi."
"I think you're missing my point here." Taking her elbow, he guided her through the crowd waiting for the next train uptown.
"No, I'm not. You're worried that I'm going to do something that I'll regret, or that Nick will regret."
"If I thought he'd have anything to regret, he wouldn't be able to play a tune for a month."
She only laughed. "Big talk. You love him like a brother."
His golden eyes went dark. "It wouldn't stop me from breaking all the bones in his hands if he used them the wrong way."
She thought it best not to mention just where Nick's hands had been a few hours before. "I'm in love with him, Uncle Alex." She laughed, shaking back her hair. "Oh, that felt wonderful. You're the first one I've told. Dad and Mama don't even know." Her laugh leveled off to a chuckle when she saw that he was simply gaping at her. "Is it really that much of a surprise?"
He found his voice with an oath, then pulled her onto the train that had stopped at the station. "Now listen to me, Freddie—"
"No, listen to me first." Since the car was full, she snagged a pole and held on as the train jostled out of the station. "I know you're thinking I might not know the difference between puppy love and the real thing, but I do. I do," she repeated, with such quiet conviction that he remained silent. "I don't just love the boy I met all those years ago, Uncle Alex, or the one I came to know. It's the man he's become I'm speaking of. With all his faults, and his virtues, his impatience, his kindness, and even his streak of mean. I love the whole person, and he might not know it yet, he may not accept it, or love me back, but that doesn't change what's inside me for him."
