Pocketful of Steele (Scrap Scene)
Date: Thu, 5 Oct 2000
"sue hantak" <hantaks@mtco.com>

Pocketful of Steele(unedited)

by Suejue

(I really wish PAX editing scissors would have gone after that kid's hair
instead of this scene)

"Don't we look a little suspicious hiding like this at the bus station?"

"We could pose as lovers and grope each other on that bench if you prefer,"
he suggested tongue-in-cheek.

"I wouldn't want to get caught up in the moment and miss Jackie," Laura
replied patting his lapel.

"We haven't been practicing our surveillance techniques lately, wouldn't
want to get rusty, Miss Holt." Remington tried again to chip away at the
professional wall she erected between them.

"You mean, you haven't been practicing with anyone else since we are no
longer involved?"

"Not really, have you?"

"I went out once, but..." she stopped not wanting to go down that slope at
the moment.

"But? But what?"

"Don't you know me well enough by now, that I don't do surveillance
exercises on the first date?" She turned away from him to peer around the
corner, checking again for Jackie.

"Ah, yes how could I forget." He muttered to himself.

Laura shifted her weight to the other foot then leaned against the lockers,
"What makes you think he'll come here?"

"Call it an educated guess,"

Laura gave him a sympathetic smile, "I see. When you were....nevermind." She
bit down on her lip, holding in the multitude of questions.

"When I was what? Come on, out with it , Laura I know you're dying to know."

"Know what?"

"About that part of my life. .. the gory details of another segment of my

"It's none of my business. " She was reminding herself, not responding to

"Since when are you no longer interested in digging up all my dirt?"

"You know I've always wanted to know more about your elusive past. It used
to be out of innate curiosity, but now the content is no longer as important
to me. I still would like to know, I just wish you would WANT to tell me.
I've now come to realize that your willingness to tell me is far more
significant. If I have to constantly ask, to persistently pry every little
fragment, then we really haven't made any progress at all."

"I thought you weren't interested in any further progress between us."

"I.... I.... I'm not," she stammered unconvincingly. She sighed dejectedly
and rested her head against the metal.

(PAX continues the scene with Laura leaning against the lockers eyes closed
and Mildred entering...)