Glen Mazzara Fan Fictionara Part 2: The Glowing Review

Glen's eyelids began to lower as his head rests against the recliner cushion.  The night had turned out to be longer than he had expected.  It had been hours before when he first sat down at his computer to knock out the finale rewrite for tomorrows meeting with Robert Kirkman.  He knew that the last scene he was working on was nearly perfect, but it was missing something.  Something that he knew was right in front of him but hidden just enough that he couldn't get the thought down on paper.  As hard as he had tried to fight it, his eyelids fluttered until finally they pressed down together and he started to doze off.  A smile still on his face as his thoughts delighted in his earlier prank session.
"Get up Glen" he says to himself as he starts to reopen his eyes. "You need to finish writing the...."  Glen blinks his eyes repeatedly as he stares at the sun streaming into his study window.  "What the Hell?"  he mutters as he glances down at his watch.  "You've got to be kidding me.... 7:45am????"  He rechecks his watch again as he jumps up from his recliner "Great, I fell asleep and the meeting is in less than two hours." He shakes his head wondering why his wife hadn't woken him as he checks the computer and hits save.  "It's soo close.  I'll work it out at the office" 
As he turns to go get ready, he picks up his cell phone and notices he has several missed calls and a few voicemails.  He starts to listen to the messages and his mood lifts hearing the responses from his fun the evening before.

The first message is from Lauren Cohan: "Glen.....How could you do that?!  Yes you got me.  We're even"

The next was left by Norman Reedus:  "Asshole....that was fucked up.  See ya later."

There was even a message left by Andrew Lincoln.  "I heard everyone got pranked last night but me.  Good show."  After a brief pause in the message, Andrew continues, "Is there a reason I should know as to why I wasn't pranked?  Call me"

Glen laughs as presses his phone to retrieve the next message.  It's from Nicotero.  "Glen....It's Greg.  I can't explain on the phone but DON'T FINISH THE SCENE......You can't.  I'll explain when you get here.  If anyone asks......I never called"

The message ends with a click and Glen plays it back as his brows crease with confusion.  "What the hell is that all about?"   "What is what about?" Glen jumps at the sound of his wife's voice behind him.  "Geez!" he says startled "Where did you come from?"  She smiles as she steps closer and kisses him on the chin.  "I'm sorry dear.  Did I startle you?"  Glen shakes his head "No.  It's Nicotero.  He left me a really odd message.  That's all"  Her smile fades "What kind of message?"  He smiles at her reassuringly "Its nothing.  He said something about me not finishing the finale"  His wife's eyes widen "You HAVE too!" she demands instantly then blinks as she smiles once more.  "I mean you can't disappoint the fans"   Surprised by her reaction, he stares at her for a moment before replying.  "No.  I can't disappoint them.  And I won't" he leans over and kisses her forehead. "Thats why I have to go get dressed for the meeting"  He smiles and walks out of the room.

Glen is showered and dressed in record time.  As he goes toward his study to retrieve what he needs, his wife greets him outside the bedroom door with his laptop, files and a travel mug of coffee. "Don't want you to be late dear." She flashes a Stepford-ish smile at him "You don't want to disappoint those fans"   As she hands over everything, he can't help but ask "Are you feeling alright?"  She blinks before answering "I'm excited to see the finale.  I'm your biggest fan"  As she hands him his file folder, one loose sheet of paper falls to the floor and he bends over to retrieve it.   "You are?  Thanks hun"  He stands back up and looks at her noticing a light red glow in her eye.  "What was...." Before he finishes the question, he blinks and her eye appears normal again.  "Are you alright Glen?" she moves closer and he shakes his head.  "I didn't sleep well."  He raises up the mug "This is definitely appreciated"  They say their goodbyes and Glen goes outside to his car and heads into work.

Within seconds of parking his car at the studio lot, an office intern runs over to him. "Good morning Mr. Mazzara.  Can I help you carry anything inside Mr. Mazzara?"  Glen looks down at the normally quiet intern with surprise.  "No thank you Jeff.  I'm good"     Jeff continues to walk alongside Glen as he goes into the building. "Today's the big day.  I'm soo excited that you've finished the finale."  Glen can feel Jeff staring at him as they walk.  "I'm glad you're excited Jeff.  We all are"  Glen's eyes glance over at the newly eager intern, but what he sees surprises him even more.  Jeff's eyes appear to have the same red glow that he had thought was in his wife's eyes earlier.  Blinking quickly, Glenn is relieved to see the interns eyes return to normal.  "Are you ok Mr. Mazzara?" Jeff asks overly concerned.  "I'm fine Jeff.  I was up way too late working on the finale."  Jeff lets out a long breath of relief "Phew!!  You had me worried.  We wouldn't want to disappoint the fans"  Glen agrees with Jeff but quickly excuses himself as he feels the beginnings of a headache coming on.

He finally makes it to his office and goes inside closing the door behind him.  "I really need to sleep better" he mutters to himself as he sits down at his desk and opens his laptop.  His desk phone rings just as he begins to type and he lifts the receiver to his ear.  "Hello" he waits for a response but there is none.  "Hello? Is someone there?"  He hears the faint sound of a whispered voice "Don't finish it"   Glen strains to hear the voice clearer  "Who is this?  I can't hear you"  The voice repeats  "Don't finish the scene Glen"  Glen looks at his laptop screen "Greg?  Is this you?  What's going on?"  Silence echoes through the phone.   "Greg why shouldn't I finish it.  The meeting is in 15 minutes."   There is a burst of loud arguing on the other side of the line and Glen hears Nicatero voice yelling but sounding farther and farther away.  "DON'T LET THEM ASSIMILATE YOU" is the only sentence Glen could make out clearly before the phone line goes dead.

Staring blankly at the phone as he tries to make sense of the call, Glen rubs his temple trying to lessen the pounding in his head.  "What is going on today?"   Then it dawns on him.... "They're all getting back at me for my phone prank"  He laughs now fully relieved by his own realization.  "Those sneaky sons-of-bitches"   He starts to type on his laptop again as he shakes his head "Alright.  I'll play along now.  Let's see how far they'll take this"


To be continued......  Wouldn't want to disappoint the fans......