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Who: Katie Bell & Oliver Wood.
What: Katie needed to see Oliver immediately. After being out of touch for years.
Where: Barrington Investigations. London.
When: Friday evening.
Rating: With those two? PG-13 at least (for the swearing).
Status: Closed. Incomplete.
He wouldn't admit it but Oliver was worried. Ever since Katie - his Katie had married Marcus Flint – Oliver had made a point of staying out of her life. If not the affair with his rival, then the marriage had been a clear signal to the Scot that Katie had moved on to a life where he had no place and Oliver grudgingly accepted that. In fact, considering the fact that it had been him who had broken off their three year relationship in order to enable her to life a normal life (after all, he couldn't have dragged her with him during his travels throughout a war-torn Europe and make her miss so many opportunities life offered her!), Oliver should not have been so put off by the whole affair. But he was and consequentially they hadn't had much contact for almost six to seven years.
And now she needed to talk to him. In person.
Oliver frowned and looked out of the window for perhaps the twentieth time this evening, hoping to catch a glimpse of Katie. Something must be wrong. He felt it in his guts and that knowledge scared him more than he was willing to admit.
What: Katie needed to see Oliver immediately. After being out of touch for years.
Where: Barrington Investigations. London.
When: Friday evening.
Rating: With those two? PG-13 at least (for the swearing).
Status: Closed. Incomplete.
He wouldn't admit it but Oliver was worried. Ever since Katie - his Katie had married Marcus Flint – Oliver had made a point of staying out of her life. If not the affair with his rival, then the marriage had been a clear signal to the Scot that Katie had moved on to a life where he had no place and Oliver grudgingly accepted that. In fact, considering the fact that it had been him who had broken off their three year relationship in order to enable her to life a normal life (after all, he couldn't have dragged her with him during his travels throughout a war-torn Europe and make her miss so many opportunities life offered her!), Oliver should not have been so put off by the whole affair. But he was and consequentially they hadn't had much contact for almost six to seven years.
And now she needed to talk to him. In person.
Oliver frowned and looked out of the window for perhaps the twentieth time this evening, hoping to catch a glimpse of Katie. Something must be wrong. He felt it in his guts and that knowledge scared him more than he was willing to admit.