4 Ch 4: Just let me know

Leah was supposed to write it but she was in an accident… wait didn't you say there was an accident on your way here?" "Yes, just two blocks south of here," she replied quickly.

"Get Dylan on the phone immediately and send him down there," he instructed then rushed off outside into the pouring rain. Maya rushed to the elevator and was glad that it was opening when she got to it, and when she got to the top floor she nearly knocked Dylan off his feet.

"Where are you going so fast?" "Looking for you, the boss said to send you down to the accident scene…" She gave him all the details and he rushed off down the stairs, not waiting for the elevator.

Eight flights of stairs, she thought to herself, that's dedication. She hadn't noticed the man who had been standing and talking with Dylan when she bumped into him until he spoke.

"Maya?" A familiar voice said behind her, and she spun on her heel. "Oh my Lord," she said too quickly. "Isaac? Oh my Lord, it's so good to see you!" And she embraced him warmly. "What are you doing here?" He asked, surprised.

"I work here," she replied. Comprehension dawned on Isaac's face and he burst out laughing; Maya, on the other hand, didn't quite get the joke and frowned. "Sorry," he laughed. "I just didn't know it was you that Dylan's been talking about 'hooking me up with', as he says." Suddenly Maya understood, and she blushed embarrassed. "I didn't know it was you either," she replied.

"I wasn't looking to 'hook up' with anyone, just meet new people. I'm glad you think it's hilarious though," she said sourly, and Isaac's smile immediately faded.

"Oh my Lord, I'm sorry… I didn't mean it like that, I just meant…" he stammered, but Maya smiled and he immediately caught on. "Oh, oh nice one. Way to make me feel like a twat…"

Maya pressed her lips together in an effort not to laugh, and Isaac smiled warmly. "By the way," he said sincerely. "It's good to see you too. I'm sorry I didn't make it to the funeral. Work, you know?" "It's okay," she replied. "It was unexpected after all."

And then suddenly realized how tasteless her words had sounded. "I didn't mean that like it came out, sorry…"

"It's cool," he smiled sympathetically, and then he touched her arm affectionately. "So listen, I gotta run but do you wanna maybe get a coffee or something sometime?"

"Uh… yeah sure," she hesitated. "Just let me know." "I will," he nodded, and then awkwardly they said goodbye. In a happy daze, Maya sat down at her desk to write and surprisingly the words flowed wonderfully as she typed away at the article.

A few hours later, she had typed a full-length article and was pleased as punch at her first-ever attempt. Dylan had returned from reporting, but he had been busy typing up his article and resizing the pictures to send to the editor.

So Maya sent in her article and then continued with her clerical work until finally Dylan had finished and he came over to her.

"Isaac called for your number," he smiled, but there was a definite black cloud shadowing him. "It's a small world isn't it?" "Very small world," she replied. "What's wrong? You don't seem yourself?"