Day of Retribution
Title: Day of Retribution
Rating: FR 15
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters featured here. They belong to their respective creators and production companies.
Distribution: NeverNormal, TtH, Ffnet
Series: FFA Madness #22; Payback #2
FFA Pairing: Lindsey/Nate
Summary: Nate goes to explain how things stand with Lindsey
Author's Note: I'm really excited about my FFA collection now- think I'll end up having close to 70 stories here by the time I'm done...all these wonderful pairings that have my muses jumping up and down in excitement. You can also track my progress on this and my other stories at my Nevernormal blog, if you are so inclined.
Even with Hardison's help, it had still taken the team three months to track Lindsey down. It turned out that he'd also been looking into some of the shady practices at the law firm and had gone his own way by just asking for a job. He'd hopscotched around a lot more and doing a pretty good job of covering his tracks, at least according to the impressed hacker. Poor Parker had alternated between crying and raging at first, then Sophie had gone with her for her first ultrasound. She'd come back to the loft and began pacing back and forth in the living room, muttering about how a thief couldn't possibly be a good mother and other thoughts of a similar vein. It took Sophie and Nate sitting her down and explaining that not only would she be a good mother, the rest of them would be helping as well, for her to calm down. All this lent to the anger Nate felt as he march up to the receptionist at the law firm they'd tracked McDonald down to.
“Nathaniel Ford here to see Mr. MacDonald. I called earlier about discussing a paternity suit with him.”
The blonde secretary, who looked exceedingly efficient, pulled up his calendar and nodded. “Right, sir- he'll be in the office at the end on the left,” she informed him.
Lindsey came towards him, hand outstretched and professional smile in place, though both fell when Nate merely continued holding onto his briefcase and stared at him stonily. Regaining his composure, the younger man motioned him to a seat and sat back down behind his desk. “Now, I know our business is mainly a referral kind of thing, Mr Ford, but apparently whomever gave you my name failed to mention I mainly do criminal cases, not paternity suits,” Lindsey told him calmly.
“You really might want to rethink that precedent on this one,” Nate told him as he opened up his folio and pulled out a couple papers he then handed to Lindsey. “These are copies of a sworn affidavit by Parker Leach and a signed warrant by Judge Marshall for a sample of your DNA for reference testing.”
“On what grounds?” Lindsey demanded while scanning through the paperwork, which was ironclad, as far as he could tell.
Nate replied by simply slapping a photo of a laughing, pregnant Parker down on the desk in front of him. “THAT'S why- one sweet little elf at an office Christmas party in Louisiana. Maybe you thought she might have some information to help you on this quest you're on, but such a nice, sweet girl either way. Too good of an opportunity to pass up and now it's time to pay the piper.”
Lindsey set the papers down and glared up at him even as his balls tightened at the memory of the passionate blonde. “Paternity gets established- then we can talk child support.”
“Oh, there's going to be more support than just to the child. We would also like you to at least come back to Boston and talk things over with Parker one time. I'm sure there might be shouting and yelling, but I know Parker can handle herself.” Ford stood up and laid a business card on top of the files and picture. “Call me once you've finalized your travel arrangements. I'll see myself out.”
Lindsey sat therre for a moment before letting his secretary know to hold his calls for the next couple of hours. Sitting there deep in thought, he contemplated his options. Sure, he'd spent the past couple of years trying to find another supernatural firm for his talents, but they were either worse than Wolfram and Hart, or once they knew who his former employer was, refused to hire him based purely on karma. Now things are coming due
he thought, rubbing his hands up and down his face. He didn't need a DNA test- he remembered Parker, though he hadn't caught her name before, obviously. Now I have a little one on the way- great, a fucking evil lawyer for a Dad....sounds like a great idea!