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Date Posted: 20:21:48 05/18/06 Thu
Author: Skeeter
Subject: xoxox

It was hours later when he came in, looking like shit warmed over and then shit out again, his eyes a little red and his hair mussed. He made his way in silently, not even sparing Kyrian a glance as he made his way and booted up the computer, sitting down and leaning back as he waited for something to happen. Braden should be back shortly and he wanted to be there for when they all came back with their reports. His mind was a little fogged up right then, a low growl escaping his lips as the computer took forever to boot. His head was aching, he had wanted to drown himself in alchol but he had to have a clear mind to work this case so he decided to put that off till later in the evening, instead working out in the hotels gym till his body just gave out on him. There was nothing else he could do, he had to spend his time someway to keep himself from thinking about the whole situation to much, it boggled his mind. Was it his kid? Was it one of theirs? No wonder she was so fucked up but there was no way he could handle all this. His ADD was causing his mind to pound, thousand of thoughts whirling around and he just couldn't sit still. His foot was bouncing on the floor, his teeth were clenched together, his hand tapping an unnamed beat on the table as he let out slow and even breaths, trying desperately to chill out.

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Inside -- Kyrian, 20:47:58 05/18/06 Thu
- inside -- Braden/Skeeter, 20:55:01 05/18/06 Thu
  - Inside -- Kyrian/Courtney, 21:12:14 05/18/06 Thu
    - inside -- Braden, 21:20:17 05/18/06 Thu
      - Inside -- Kyrian, 21:33:07 05/18/06 Thu
        inside -- Skeeter/Braden, 21:39:10 05/18/06 Thu
        Inside -- Kyrian/Courtney, 21:48:36 05/18/06 Thu
        inside -- Braden/Skeeter, 21:54:53 05/18/06 Thu
        Inside -- Kyrian/Courtney, 22:09:05 05/18/06 Thu
        inside -- Skeeter/Braden, 22:23:10 05/18/06 Thu
        Inside -- Kyrian/Courtney, 22:52:11 05/18/06 Thu
        inside -- Braden/Skeeter, 23:04:44 05/18/06 Thu
        Inside -- Kyrian/Courtney, 23:22:23 05/18/06 Thu
        inside -- Skeeter/Braden, 23:30:39 05/18/06 Thu
        Inside -- Courtney/Kyrian, 23:44:56 05/18/06 Thu
        inside -- Haylie/Skeeter/Braden, 23:55:36 05/18/06 Thu
        Inside -- Courtney/Kyrian, 00:07:32 05/19/06 Fri
        inside -- Haylie/Skeeter, 00:15:27 05/19/06 Fri
        Inside -- Kyrian/Courtney, 00:31:39 05/19/06 Fri
        inside -- Haylie/Skeeter, 00:42:44 05/19/06 Fri
        Inside -- Courtney/Kyrian, 00:51:14 05/19/06 Fri
        inside -- Skeeter/Haylie, 01:06:19 05/19/06 Fri
        Inside -- Courtney/Kyrian, 01:20:01 05/19/06 Fri
        inside -- Haylie/Braden, 12:37:16 05/19/06 Fri
        Inside -- Kyrian/Courtney, 12:47:43 05/19/06 Fri
        inside -- Haylie/Braden, 13:22:35 05/19/06 Fri
        Inside -- Kyrian/Courtney, 13:34:03 05/19/06 Fri
inside -- Skeeter/Haylie, 13:47:00 05/19/06 Fri
- Inside -- Kyrian/Courtney, 13:59:17 05/19/06 Fri
  - inside -- Skeeter/Braden, 22:54:25 05/19/06 Fri
    - Inside -- Kyrian/Courtney, 23:01:17 05/19/06 Fri
He laughed at that, shaking his head. "I am in no way pretty, darlin', I am a man and men are not pretty, my daddy would throw a fit if he heard a girl tellin' me I was pretty." He shifted to tug her up into his arms over so gently, making sure her bad wrist was on the outside as he looped his hands under her knee's and picked her up to his chest. He didn't trust her not to go tumbling down the stairs and break something else on the way down to the car. "Doc's are going to think your an addict or something, or that I slipped somethin' in your drink." He rolled his eyes at that, heading out the door and towards the stairs with a small smirk on his face. The girl was a mile high and he thought it was hilarious. (NT) -- Braden, 23:10:15 05/19/06 Fri
(She laughed a little at his words, though it was mostly just because he had said 'pretty' three times.. and a man his size and build just looked funny saying the word.) Well, I still think you're pretty.. (She murmured, letting out a bit of a mewling sound when he picked her up, her good arm around his neck. She rested her head on his shoulder to stop the swirling inside her mind and in her stomach and she was relieved that closing her eyes seemed to lessen the dizziness. At his words, she smirked, absently toying with the collar of his shirt as he carried her out to the car.) I don't think people slip things into peoples drinks and then take them to the doctor, Bray. (She said in a tone that made it obvious she was rolling her eyes, easily dubbing him with a nickname.) (NT) -- Courtney, 23:20:04 05/19/06 Fri
"Maybe they do if they are trying to cover up their tracks." He stated absently, so he had the mind of a criminal, what of it? He carefully grabbed his keys out of his pocket while still holding her steady, hitting the unlock button on the keyring before settling her into the passanger side of truck, making sure she was comfortable and strapped in before he crossed over to the drivers side and climbed in. He typed in 'hospital' to the onstar type device built into the dashboard and then turned on the ignition, following the directions while he hummed along to the Johnny Cash CD he had brought along with him. (NT) -- Braden, 23:33:37 05/19/06 Fri
(She murmured her thanks to him as he settled her in the cab of the truck, her injured arm cupped in her lap as she waited for him to join her. She was feeling so damned sleepy.. it was hard to keep her eyes open as she sat there. With her head back against the seat, she looked over at him and smiled.) I bet you leave big tracks too. (She said, continueing the conversation a full minute later, her eyes moving to the stereo as he played Johnny Cash. She was sure she had that cd as well.. but her mind was sort of foggy and she didnt really care since she was just comfortable and mellow and everything.) (NT) -- Courtney, 23:38:49 05/19/06 Fri
There were so many roads her comment could lead him down and most of them were dirtier then a piglet in a mudpuddle so he chose to just smirk and shake his head. He checked on her occasionaly, wondering just how much of the doseage Skeeter had given her. His brow furrowed a touch in concern before he finally pulled into a parking spot and threw the truck into park, coming around to pull her out gently, shifting her to walk on her but his arm was supportively around her waist, taking most of her weight from her. "Come on then darlin', lets get you patched up so you can get better in time to kick Kyrian's ass." He stated with a smirk, heading up towards the front of the hospital. He didn't have issues with hospitals like most men - any time he had ever been in one he had gotten out better then he had gone in so he figured they must be doin' something right. (NT) -- Braden, 23:59:25 05/19/06 Fri
(She gazed at him for a while as he navigated traffic, that sly little smirk of his gracing his features and making her smile. By the time he pulled into the lot at the hospital, she had drifted off to sleep and was roused when he opened the door. Sleepily, she put her good hand on his shoulder and slid out of the truck to stand beside him, keeping her hand on his shoulder for support.) Remind me to knock Skeeter once too.. for doping me up. (She said with a teasing laugh, a bit of fondness in her voice.. the meds were fine, they calmed and mellowed her adrenaline soaked mind and would help her get through the day. Once they were inside, she watched as Braden located an english speaking doctor, a man who turned out to be from America.. and within moments she was in a checkup room, wincing as he went about checking out and then setting her wrist.) (NT) -- Courtney, 00:05:10 05/20/06 Sat
"Yeah, yeah, I bet you would love to knock Skeeter once or twice again." He teased lightly, winking down at her playfully before he gave her over to the doctor, flashing his ID and letting him know that because of government issued actions she hadn't been able to come in right away and had been given the medication to dull the pain until they could get her to the hospital. Sitting his large, almost to large for the room, frame into a chair, he picked up a magazine and started flipping through it absently as he waited, stopping for a second at the gossip section when he saw a picture of Miranda Lambert, that little filly was a looker... (NT) -- Braden, 20:52:43 05/20/06 Sat
Inside -- Courtney, 21:57:59 05/20/06 Sat
- inside -- Braden, 22:10:56 05/20/06 Sat
  - Inside -- Courtney, 22:41:12 05/20/06 Sat
    - inside -- Braden, 22:58:54 05/20/06 Sat
      - Inside -- Courtney, 23:29:00 05/20/06 Sat
        inside -- Braden, 23:40:56 05/20/06 Sat
        Inside -- Courtney, 23:51:08 05/20/06 Sat
        inside -- Braden, 23:58:44 05/20/06 Sat
        Inside -- Courtney, 00:24:54 05/21/06 Sun

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