The Universe's Mixer

Fred had been woken from a somewhat pleasant sleep by knocking upstairs. The knocking was rather demanding, and she was a little afraid that it would break something soon. She grabbed a robe, put on her slippers, and headed upstairs to find a rather large gruff looking man banging at the office outer door. She opened it and didn't get a chance to say anything. The man shoved paper at her and walked away with a grunt. She looked from the large man to the paper.

"But he said it was okay." She was more than a little confused.

Hours later she was sitting in an appointed room in a building she'd only passed by but never entered. City Courts. She was being sued. The room was seen as neutral territory. It looked like some room she'd seen on tv, when she had one that worked. She expected some really nice looking lawyers to come in to tell her what was going on. Maybe it was some weird joke. Maybe Jensen had broken into the court system and put out the summons. It was to get back for the rough handling?

She sat there in a nice skirt and sweater set. She had dressed up a little to look presentable. She didn't know who her lawyer would be, it was court appointed? She thought people usually picked their own lawyers when they were being sued. Didn't they see judges or something too? Let's just say this didn't seem right to her and her limited experience with courts and lawyers - it was all tv based.

"Jake Jensen vs. Winifred 'Fred' Burkle, Dinah Lance. Sexual Harassment, suing for emotional and physical abuse." Fred's nose wrinkled. "I didn't even think he knew who she was. This just don't make any sense." She wasn't even certain the summons looked right. Someone was playing at someone, surely.