FX: The Series does not belong to me, and I'm in no way profiting
financially from this story. It is written purely for my own
entertainment and for the entertainment of others. FX is a Fireworks
Entertainment Inc. and Winterset Productions Inc. production also
produced in association with Rysher Entertainment and Hallmark
Entertainment. The show is also based on the movie FX an Orion Picture
Corporation.
Unrequited Love
By Erin Bickers
This story is set during the first series of FX: The Series.
CHAPTER ONE
Rollie, hair still wet from the shower, strolled down the stairs from
the loft. "Angie, you're here awfully early today." Rollie looked
pretty unimpressed as her early arrival had woken him and he had only
got to bed at 3am after tinkering with his latest gadget.
"Oh, yeah Roll, I wanted to check my e-mail before we head off to the
set. I'm expecting a message from Sherlock." Angie typed in her
Simmoril password and sipped a hot coffee while she waited for the
computer to dial up the server.
"Sherlock? Don't tell me... he's a new mate on the net?" Rollie poured
himself a coffee and wandered over to the computer workstation.
"Yeah, Rollie, he is... Oh good, the message is here." She turned and
looked up at Rollie. "... must you read over my shoulder?"
"Alright, Ok, I'll go... maybe read the paper or something..." Rollie
put his hands up in surrender and, picking up the news paper on his way
past the sofa, sat down on the stairs and started reading the paper."
The message to Angie read:
"Hi Simmoril!
Will be in NY tomorrow, how about we meet for dinner around 7pm. You
choose the place. e-mail me if you're busy.
Sherlock."
"Oh good" thought Angie, "finally I get to meet him in person. I think
we should go to somewhere casual." Angie e-mailed back suggesting that
they meet at the Fujiyama Mama's and then shut off the computer.=20
"Alright Rollie, I'm ready to go."
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The next day, on the way back to the shop Angie started brushing her
hair in the back of the F/X van.
"Ange, what are you doing back there?"
"Getting ready Rollie. Can you drop me off at the Fujiyama Mama's?"
"Hmm, Sushi, you got a date?"
"No, I'm just meeting Sherlock."
"Sounds like a date to me!"
Angie threw a magic marker at Rollie's head and made a face at him. He
ducked and laughed.
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The van pulled up just up the road from the restaurant. Angie hopped
out. "Thanks for the lift Roll, I'll see you tomorrow."
Angie entered the cafe and spied a man sitting on his own at a table in
the middle of the room. He saw her and smiled. The man had short blond
hair and is dressed in a linen shirt and jeans. Fairly normal looking
but not a Mr Perfect. Angie walked over to him.
"Sherlock?" The young man stood, and wiped his hands nervously on his
jeans.
"Yes, my name is Robert Cooper. You must be Simmoril?"
"Yep, Angie Rameriz. Mind if I take a seat?"
"Oh, please, sit down." Robert gestured to the seat opposite him, and
sat down again. Angie took the seat and dumped her bag on the ground
beside her. "Wow, this is strange, I know you yet it feels like I am
sitting in front of a complete stranger."
Angie chuckled, "I know what you're feeling. Last time I tried meeting
a friend off the 'net it didn't work out particularly well."
"Oh really, what happened?"
Angie's expression darkened as she remembered Hemmingway/Joey. "I was
to meet him at his apartment. When I got there I found him dead on the
floor, bullet to the head...". The young F/X specialist decided it was
time to change the subject. "Anyway, how was your trip from Chicago?"
Robert's eyebrows rose as Angie mentioned what happened to Joey. He
decided not to pursue it as her abrupt subject change indicated that she
did not really want to talk about it. "Oh, umm, the trip wasn't too
bad. How was work?"
Angie and Robert keep talking over their dinner and until quite late
into the night. Angie learned that Robert was keen on movies and so he
showed a great interest in her job with Rollie. They also debated the
quality of various movies from "Gone with the Wind" to "Independence
Day".
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Later that night Robert sat down at the desk in a seedy looking
apartment. The new laptop computer contrasted sharply with the dingy
dented dining table on which it sat. A scrapbook sat next to laptop and
next to that was a newspaper clipping about the movie that Angie and
Rollie were working on, it included a photo of the two of them with the
movie director. Robert starts typing... "Simmoril. I know..." The look
on his face remained blank as he typed. After he sent the message
Robert shut the computer off and opened the first page of the
scrapbook. Inside the first page is a newspaper article about a female
journalist in England. The article stated that she was being awarded
for an article she wrote as an investigative reporter. He turned the
page, this page showed a newspaper clipping that described the murder of
the same reporter. She was smothered and found in her car in the
basement of her office building two days after she disappeared.
Robert opened a small decorated box on the table, it was full of
jewellery. He took out a locket. It was the same one as the reporter
is wearing when she was awarded with the reporter prize. He ran his
fingers over it and placed it back in the box as he turned the page.
The next page shows a picture and article about a South African
congresswoman. She had successfully brought in a controversial bill to
parliament. Robert turned the page, a second article on the
congresswoman - and her murder. She was found in her car, smothered,
two days after she disappeared. This time Robert took an engraved
bracelet from the box and fingered it as he stared at the photo of the
congresswoman.
Robert placed the bracelet back in the box and flicked to the first
blank page in the scrap book, the book obviously had a lot more articles
in it. He picked up the article of Rollie and Angie and pasted it into
the book. Robert smiled as he ran his fingers over the image of
Angie...
Chapter Two
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