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Prayers
By Starwinder

Lundy watched his partner get up and head for the door. "Hey! What do you think you're doing?"

LaFiamma stopped and looked at him. "The same thing I'd do if it was.." He bit off the word "you" before it could pass his lips "...anybody in there," he finished in a more subdued tone before walking through the door, leaving Lundy behind.

Lundy heard the word that LaFiamma hadn't said and thought about it every bit of two seconds before he jammed his hat on his head and pushed out the door behind the man, annoyance plainly written on his face. Once through the doors however he stopped. It was a straight shot to the exit which was where he thought LaFiamma was going but the man was not between him and it and he should have been.... unless he'd sprouted rockets and flew. Which meant he'd turned off.

Half a dozen steps later he was looking down a side corridor just in time to see LaFiamma take a right about half-way along it.'Where does he think he's going? Lundy picked up his pace, not wanting to lose sight of his partner. He wanted a word with the man but he figured to let him lit first.

Three quick turns later he was standing; in a quiet, dimly lit corridor; staring at the word "Chapel" over the open doorway his partner had disappeared into.'This ain't where I thought he was going.'

He stared a moment longer then reached up and took his hat off before stepping through the door into the chapel. There was a heavy velvet like curtain hanging all the way cross the back of the chapel. He pulled one side open just enough to slip inside. It was, if anything. both quieter and dimmer in the chapel than in the corridor outside.

LaFiamma was standing at the side of the altar where there was a step like affair with candles on it. He had picked one up and was lighting it from one that was already burning on one of the tiers. After lighting the candle he sat it with the others then he crossed himself and said something that Lundy couldn't hear then kind of backed up and sat down on the front pew. He leaned forward, forearms on his thighs, hands clasped between his knees.

Lundy was turning to go when LaFiamma straightened and looked up and said, "Hi, Mom."

Lundy froze. LaFiamma was looking toward the altar like there was someone there.

After a pause LaFiamma said. "I'm fine, Mom. At least as fine as I can be stuck down here."

Another pause, like he was listening.

"Yeah, Mom. I try but you know I was never really good at being good."

Lundy stepped back into the shadows.'This is getting interesting.'

"Look Mom. I didn't come to talk about me. I mean I don't need anything right now. Not for me. And I know you're probably busy with stuff, like singing in the choir and playing with the baby angels but I was wondering if you could do me a favor. "

'Playing with the baby angels!!!' Lundy echoed

Long pause.

"I know that, Mom. I wouldn't ask you but I figure you're on better terms with God than I am and it's kinda important to me."

'I'll just bet she's on better terms with God than you are!' Lundy couldn't halt the thought, irreverent though it was.

"You see, I got this friend.... well he's not really a friend.... just a cop I know. But he's been hurt...and he's in the hospital. This one, in fact. I just was hoping maybe you could speak to God, ask him to let the guy be all right. His name's Esteban. Esteban Guiterrez. He's a good cop, Mom. If God'll let him be okay, I'm sure he'll help a lot of people. So, could you just ask? Okay?"

'Reckon we all got our own way of talking to God but through his mother?'Lundy shook his head.'I've had some strange partners......!'

LaFiamma leaned back in the pew, relaxing and from the tone of his voice when he spoke again he was smiling, "Thanks, Mom..... I love you, too....."

He leaned forwards again, calling, "Mom! Wait a minute." Like she had started to leave.

He looked down at his hands then back up, "There's something else. I...." He looked around as if making sure that there was no one else there.

Lundy pulled even farther back into the shadows and LaFiamma apparently didn't see him.

Satisfied he went on, "It's my partner, Lundy. I worry about him.... And I was wondering could you have somebody kinda, you know, keep an eye on him... especially when he's alone....particularly at home....His wife....she kinda haunts him." He looked up at whatever, whoever, it was he saw and added, "Please, Mom."

Lundy slumped back against the wall,'Did he just ask for God to send me a guardian angel?! The man is crazy.... Nice gesture though.'

A sound drew his attention back to the front of the chapel and LaFiamma. The man had stood up, he nodded toward the altar and said, "Bye, Mom."

Lundy slipped back through the curtain and out the door of the chapel, looking for some place that he could disappear to or into before LaFiamma saw him and maybe realized he'd been eavesdropping.

Luck was with him. The sign on the door opposite the chapel said: MEN. He pushed through it and saw that there were stalls.Perfect. Even if he decides to make a pitstop I can stay out of sight.'

He went to the back one and stepped inside, wondering how long he should give LaFiamma to get gone before he exited.

'Lord have mercy, asking you to send me a guardian angel!'Suddenly he grinned.''Course with him around I might need one!'

The End

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