General Abram was attacked and requested NCIS to send someone to protect his ward. Jessie waved her hands trying to tell me something but I rolled my eyes wanting nothing to do with it. I wanted to clean my apartment so when Lizzie arrives for dinner it would be less awkward. Mitch tried to tell me as well but I waved him off. I was ordered to take the assignment but I told my boss I rather pass on this assignment. This is better suited for someone else so he gave the assignment to Derek. The girl in question was Alexis, she is Lizzie's best friend. She is someone who spends twenty-four-seven with her. I would be within arm's length of her but I said no. Everyone tried to tell me but in my arrogance I said no. I hated myself for my stupidity. I was the butt of their jokes for the rest of the week. I had to use the punching bag to dispel any pent-up aggression. It was the worse week of my life. Derek tried to offer it to me but the boss was against it. He said that my obsession was unhealthy and I needed to change my attitude.
Boss was upset with me so he ordered me to go see my family after work as that would help me recover. He even asked the therapist to do an extensive analysis of me to see if I am fit for work if I pull another tantrum. So I had to be on my best behavior and focused on work. Mitch asked me if he could stay over since he was arguing with his wife. I gave him the spare key that I was saving for Lizzie but whatever. I can always make a new one. He was surprised at how clean the place was since the last he was here. He smiled, "This girl is good for you my friend. Just don't go overboard or you will end up getting shot like the psychos in the stalker movies" I never watched those movies so I never saw how it ended. So we picked up a few movies as research and I realized this was where I was heading. I was deeply ashamed of myself for my bad behavior. I decided to turn over a new leaf. This will take diligence and I have what it takes. I dove into my work without looking into the monitors. I didn't text her or anything. My focus was work only. I did my best to push her out of my head and heart. But at the end of each day I end up daydreaming about what I could do with her and how I could make her happier.
I finished work and drove to see my Judy ex-wife. She was so happy to see me and so was Andrew my son. He hugged me and dragged me to his room. I sat next to him and helped him finish his homework. Then we played catch and throw for an hour after which we built a ship in a bottle. The entire time I was imagining myself in the hospital and it was Liz who had a baby. I get to cut the umbilical cord and she hugs me. I was weeping with joy that we started a family together. But when I blinked I realized I was not with her but my real family. I was bitter at the thought that she was going to marry someone else that I decided to skip dinner. I promised to visit again when possible. I cried the entire ride home because I failed to push her out of my mind.
Her grandfather was waiting for me in the office the next day. He was concerned about Lizzie so he asked me to be her bodyguard. I happily agreed without question. She had quit after one of the patients went crazy and tried to shoot the place. She was having night terrors again. She won't start job hunting till she recovers. He trusts me because I was reliable. I was beyond happy till he mentioned that she is still planning to get married to what's his name. It frosted my shorts that she would say yes. What does this ding-dong have that I don't. Money? Looks? Political influence? Whatever! She will be where I can see her so as far as I concerned. And right now I am the luckiest man under the sun.
I quickly changed into a suit and waited for her by the stairs I was blocked to go further. She sat on the railing and slide down. I chuckled at her childish behavior but all things considered, I was happy she was having fun. That smile according to most was rare these past few days. Her grandfather was standing beside me when she straightened herself. He explained why I was here and she made a face to say she is not interested. She said yes to make her grandfather happy considering he was a heart patient. She didn't want to send him to an early grave.
She had breakfast and dragged her feet to the door. I asked her if she wants to go for a drive. She shook her head and walked to the library in her grandfather's mansion. I watched her go from shelf to shelf trying to figure out which one she wants to read. In the end she walked to the garage and picked a Porsche 911 Turbo S Cabriolet. I sat in the driver's seat and she sat next to me where she rightfully belongs. We drove around until she signed me to stop.