Chapter 66

 They had been home for a week, back to school for the boys and Colleen.  Jon and the band were meeting in the City, so Jon rode in with Colleen a few mornings.

“Are you going to be late tonight, I need to plan dinner,” Colleen asked him.  She was going to meet with Nina and Desi after school.  Desi wanted to bring over some dress ideas.

“We’re working on your song, setting the harmony on it, so maybe,” Jon sat his kindle on the set beside him.  “I’ll get uber home.”

Colleen closed her folder and put it in her briefcase.  “I thought I would clean out the freezer, and make soup with what’s salvageable,” Colleen reached for his hand and locked pinkies with him.  “I can leave it on low and you can eat when you get home.”

Jon raised their hands and kissed her knuckles, the band wanted to meet her, he thought of recording the song out at his studio. Then they could meet his muse.  “Sounds like a plan,” Jon pulled her across the seat and rested their joined hands on his on his knee.  He loved how she loved to hold his hand. On the yacht he would wake up to her holding his hand, even in her sleep she needed that connection with him.  This made him think she needed to talk to someone.  He’d talk to Dave about it, he was is head doctor.

They pulled up to the school Jon got out of the car and helped her out, with a sweet kiss he waited till she got into the school.

Wilson was also on watch, he did it every morning and every afternoon.

“Mr. Jon, have you heard any more on Miss. Colleen’s hearing?” Wilson asked as he pulled out of the parking lot.

“I was going to call them this morning when I got to the studio,” Jon told Wilson.  “I’ll let you all know about the outcome, this has got to end soon.”  Jon thought about the hand holding, “Hey Wilson, do you notice Colleen, being quiet a lot?”

“She’s talkative till I get close to the school, then she gets quiet,” Wilson turned toward the south end of Broadway and the financial district.  “Then in the afternoon, I text her where I’m parked, then she comes out.  She’s never waiting on the sidewalk, unless the football coach is with her.”

Jon thought on what he said, he had seen that on the weekends.  It was like pulling teeth to get her out of the house, and walking the property she never goes up to the gate or the fence.  This seems to have started when those thugs made bail.

The first thing he did when he walked in was pull out his cell, and called his lawyer.  “Max, this is Jon Bon Jovi, have you got any news on Colleen’s case?” Jon leaned on the stair banister.”

“Hey Jon, I was going to call you later,” Max shuffled papers on his desk and pulled up Colleen O’Sullivan on his laptop.  “Hey forgot to ask, did she say yes?”

“Of course, asked her on Christmas holiday,” Jon smiled remembering his proposal.  “What news do you have?”

“Seems like one of these thugs got himself shot, so he’s at a higher court.” Max told him.  “The main thug, Devin, he’s going to be in court next month on the third. I know the court appointed lawyer, he wants to deal.”

“What kind of deal? I want to be at this meeting,” Jon shook his head when Lema came to check on him.

“Jon, I don’t know if it will help Colleen to listen to what he wants,” Max didn’t want this to turn into a media circus. 

“But we can counter offer, can’t we?” Jon asked wanting this to be over and done.

“We have to see what they want before we can counter offer,” Max told him.  “I know you want this over with, but we have to do this by the book, so he doesn’t do this ever again to any woman.”

“I still want to be there, you can put me in another room so he doesn’t know I’m there,” Jon started to climb the stairs to the studio.

“I’ll think about it, I need to meet with Colleen in the next day or so,” Max told him.  “I want to go over what she saw and everything.”

“Tomorrow night, in Jersey,” Jon told him.

They hung up and Jon went to tell the guys about the change of venues and the reason.  Jon would put them up in the Inn and the apartments for the staff, since it was just the Wilson and Albert.

They went to work on the song, when they ended the night, Dave stayed back to talk to Jon, after over hearing some of the conversation on the phone earlier.

“Hey Jonny, is this because of all the hell Colleen has been going through?” David asked.  “I heard you talking to Max.”

“I just want this over with,” Jon told his friend.  “Lema, I want to show the world what I’ve found. To shout it to the mountain tops this is my woman.”

“We get that Jonny, and I want that for you too,” David told him.  “After what Dot put you through, you deserve that.”

“I had a dinner to go to and she suggested I take Steph, she won’t walk out close to the gate or any further than the Inn,” Jon put his hands up to his face and shot them through his hair. David has been such a huge support to him since all this shit with Richie. “Maybe you can use some of those online classes in physiology that you’ve been taking to use.”  

“I think she needs to talk to someone,” David said after thinking for a few seconds.

“Would you talk to her, I trust you and I know you wouldn’t need a NDA.” Jon looked at David pleading. “Can you see the press sinking their teeth in to this, ‘Jon Bon Jovi can’t get a break from women with mental issues’ it would be blasted all over the world.” Jon gave a maniacal laugh.  “Just what my kids would be brought into this.”

“I’ll talk to her, but I’m no professional,” David told him with a pat on the back. “But I’ll try.”

“I hate coming home in the dark, when she’s alone in the house.  Every light is on in the house and on the lawn.  The only time I saw her truly let go and have fun, was on the cruise.” Jon told David.

“Let’s get you home then, I’ll move in tomorrow,” David said as they went down to the lobby where Jon called for a driver.

“You think maybe you should run this by Lexie, she might not be too happy you moving in?” Jon laughed.

“She’ll be fine, we can have little conjugal visits,” David laughed and rolled his eyes.

He didn’t have to wait long when Wilson pulled up.

“I left Albert with her, he’s having homemade soup with cornbread,” Wilson explained.  “They’re saving us some.”

“Thanks Wilson, damn it’s cold, those look like snow clouds out there tonight.” Jon told him as he got in the car.

“You might be right, my shoulder said its coming,” Wilson laughed. Wilson was a former Army sniper, that was suggest by Matt when Jon needed professional Security.

The ride was faster tonight with less traffic on the highway.  Wilson slowed down when he got near the house, almost coming to a stop.  Pulling out the gun from his shoulder harness.  This caught Jon’s attention. When Jon leaned forward to ask what was going on, Wilson pointed to the dark figure standing close to the gate.  Wilson tapped his earpiece “This is victor 052 on Navesink River Road, I have a dark individual at the gate. Going to do a drive by and come up behind him. I need back up.”