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[November 2nd] [The Rockford Files-related] Chronicles of a Friendship, 2
Title: Chronicles of a Friendship, scene 2
Day/Theme: November 2nd - Threads of Fate
Series: The Rockford Files (using characters from The Queen of Peru episode)
Character/Pairing: Ginger Townsend, Lou Trevino
Rating: K/G
Next piece will start a dark mini-arc.
By Lucky_Ladybug
Lou believed that it was not an accident that he and Ginger had met. It seemed odd enough that Lou had ended up transferred right to the branch and department in the company where Ginger was working, considering how many branches there were and how many people were in each branch. The situation grew even stranger when they realized that once, Mike had encountered Ginger very briefly in the New York branch of the company when he had flown over for a meeting, long before Lou was transferred to London and officially met Ginger there.
“Odd coincidences like that happen all the time,” Ginger grunted.
“Yeah, I guess. My mother’s always felt like coincidences aren’t really real, though,” Lou mused.
“Does she believe our meeting was supposed to happen?” Ginger raised an eyebrow. He didn’t think Lou’s mother liked him that much.
“I’m not sure,” Lou admitted. “But even she can’t deny that sticking together for twenty years isn’t something to sneeze at.”
“So she feels that there is some value to my presence because of that, then?”
“You could say that,” Lou nodded. “But I think she’s still a little worried that you’re going to try to get me back into crime again.”
“I can’t deny I miss knocking off jewels,” Ginger said. “The planning, the execution . . . it was stimulating. And the prizes we gained were generally worth all our troubles.”
“The Borland Diamond too?” Lou prompted.
Ginger scowled. “That caper was a disaster on so many levels,” he proclaimed. “Your brother and Donald Waugh betrayed us. I ended up shooting Michael. And we were captured and put in prison.” He looked away. “I am never going back to that Hellhole again.”
“If we keep straight, we won’t have to,” Lou said.
Ginger nodded. “I know.”
He leaned back, pondering. He and Lou had already been close for years, but it had only been in prison when Ginger had really begun to open up to Lou. They had emerged from the penitentiary far closer than they had been before. It was the only positive result he could really see had come from their time behind bars. And of course, it was a large and important result.
“What caused you to stay with me all those years anyway?” he wondered. “When we were lifting jewels, I mean. I didn’t open up to you. I was mostly aloof and cold. But you understood me and stood by me. You even managed to calm my temper sometimes, and you well know that isn’t an easy feat.”
Lou shook his head. Did he ever know.
“I guess a little of it was the excitement of grabbing the jewels,” he admitted. “But in the big picture, that wasn’t much of it. I’ve thought about it a lot myself and I think I finally figured it out.
“I like you because I see the good in you. Nobody else sees it, not even you. I think it was me seeing that side of you even when we first met that made me stay through everything.”
Sobered, Ginger leaned back and considered that. “I was using a façade when we met,” he said. “I tried to be polite on company time even then.”
“Yeah, but I could tell you were doing that,” Lou said. “I was around a lot in New York. I figured out how to tell most of the time when somebody wasn’t showing their real self.”
“And you still determined that I was someone worthwhile to know,” Ginger said in disbelief.
“Weirdly enough, yeah. I saw the real you under the façade.”
“And that idea sustained you through all of my moods and my ill temper.”
“The more we were around each other, the more I saw that you really are a good guy,” Lou said. “So your moods didn’t shake me from that.”
“Odd,” Ginger said. “But I’m grateful.”
“What about you, Ginger?” Lou wondered. “I mean, to say you don’t like people much is a big understatement. But you liked me. You wanted to keep working with me. Why? What made me different from the other seven billion people in the world?”
Ginger thought about it. Honestly, it was still a question that he puzzled over sometimes. “You were intelligent,” he mused. “And you accepted and understood me. You didn’t try to change me or bully me. At the same time, you were never really afraid of me, nor were you afraid to stand up to me. Yes, that’s what has always made you different.”
“Fair enough,” Lou nodded.
Ginger paused. “Back to your original question. Was the Borland Diamond caper worth the trouble it caused us?” He glanced around their living room as though to make a point. “Perhaps we never would have reached this point without it. So with that thought in mind, yes, it was worth it.”
Lou knew that Ginger was talking less about the actual house and more about the fact that it was a home. He was talking about the fact that even after everything, they still cared about and would do anything for each other.
And in Lou’s mind, that did make whatever had brought them to this point worth it.
Day/Theme: November 2nd - Threads of Fate
Series: The Rockford Files (using characters from The Queen of Peru episode)
Character/Pairing: Ginger Townsend, Lou Trevino
Rating: K/G
Next piece will start a dark mini-arc.
Lou believed that it was not an accident that he and Ginger had met. It seemed odd enough that Lou had ended up transferred right to the branch and department in the company where Ginger was working, considering how many branches there were and how many people were in each branch. The situation grew even stranger when they realized that once, Mike had encountered Ginger very briefly in the New York branch of the company when he had flown over for a meeting, long before Lou was transferred to London and officially met Ginger there.
“Odd coincidences like that happen all the time,” Ginger grunted.
“Yeah, I guess. My mother’s always felt like coincidences aren’t really real, though,” Lou mused.
“Does she believe our meeting was supposed to happen?” Ginger raised an eyebrow. He didn’t think Lou’s mother liked him that much.
“I’m not sure,” Lou admitted. “But even she can’t deny that sticking together for twenty years isn’t something to sneeze at.”
“So she feels that there is some value to my presence because of that, then?”
“You could say that,” Lou nodded. “But I think she’s still a little worried that you’re going to try to get me back into crime again.”
“I can’t deny I miss knocking off jewels,” Ginger said. “The planning, the execution . . . it was stimulating. And the prizes we gained were generally worth all our troubles.”
“The Borland Diamond too?” Lou prompted.
Ginger scowled. “That caper was a disaster on so many levels,” he proclaimed. “Your brother and Donald Waugh betrayed us. I ended up shooting Michael. And we were captured and put in prison.” He looked away. “I am never going back to that Hellhole again.”
“If we keep straight, we won’t have to,” Lou said.
Ginger nodded. “I know.”
He leaned back, pondering. He and Lou had already been close for years, but it had only been in prison when Ginger had really begun to open up to Lou. They had emerged from the penitentiary far closer than they had been before. It was the only positive result he could really see had come from their time behind bars. And of course, it was a large and important result.
“What caused you to stay with me all those years anyway?” he wondered. “When we were lifting jewels, I mean. I didn’t open up to you. I was mostly aloof and cold. But you understood me and stood by me. You even managed to calm my temper sometimes, and you well know that isn’t an easy feat.”
Lou shook his head. Did he ever know.
“I guess a little of it was the excitement of grabbing the jewels,” he admitted. “But in the big picture, that wasn’t much of it. I’ve thought about it a lot myself and I think I finally figured it out.
“I like you because I see the good in you. Nobody else sees it, not even you. I think it was me seeing that side of you even when we first met that made me stay through everything.”
Sobered, Ginger leaned back and considered that. “I was using a façade when we met,” he said. “I tried to be polite on company time even then.”
“Yeah, but I could tell you were doing that,” Lou said. “I was around a lot in New York. I figured out how to tell most of the time when somebody wasn’t showing their real self.”
“And you still determined that I was someone worthwhile to know,” Ginger said in disbelief.
“Weirdly enough, yeah. I saw the real you under the façade.”
“And that idea sustained you through all of my moods and my ill temper.”
“The more we were around each other, the more I saw that you really are a good guy,” Lou said. “So your moods didn’t shake me from that.”
“Odd,” Ginger said. “But I’m grateful.”
“What about you, Ginger?” Lou wondered. “I mean, to say you don’t like people much is a big understatement. But you liked me. You wanted to keep working with me. Why? What made me different from the other seven billion people in the world?”
Ginger thought about it. Honestly, it was still a question that he puzzled over sometimes. “You were intelligent,” he mused. “And you accepted and understood me. You didn’t try to change me or bully me. At the same time, you were never really afraid of me, nor were you afraid to stand up to me. Yes, that’s what has always made you different.”
“Fair enough,” Lou nodded.
Ginger paused. “Back to your original question. Was the Borland Diamond caper worth the trouble it caused us?” He glanced around their living room as though to make a point. “Perhaps we never would have reached this point without it. So with that thought in mind, yes, it was worth it.”
Lou knew that Ginger was talking less about the actual house and more about the fact that it was a home. He was talking about the fact that even after everything, they still cared about and would do anything for each other.
And in Lou’s mind, that did make whatever had brought them to this point worth it.