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Commander Admiral Chief Jeremy "Guardian" McLean
Rear Admiral Justin "Skeeter" Mallanoch	Captain Kyrian "Jester" Sutherland
Colonol Braden "Hunter" Nichols	First Lieutenant Courtney "Vixen" Sullivan

Well you are who you are and that's alright with me
But I am who I am and that's all I can be -- Braden/Skeeter, 06:09:26 10/16/06 Mon
He knew he was going to be leaving soon for his mission and he knew he couldn't put off seeing Remy any longer. He didn't want to go through a confrontation with the commander, though he knew it wasn't really a confrontation, just a meeting but hell, everything felt a confrontation with him. Leaving Reese at the apartment had sure as hell been a confrontation. She had not been impressed when he told her to stay home. He definitely wasn't a fan of teen attitude, even if he was a fan of other things on that particular teen. Shaking his head of his thoughts, he headed up into the hallway towards the elevator at the same time that Skeeter appeared from the other stair well, causing him to cock a brow. The men stepped into the elevator, talking quietly to each other finding out that Remy had called them both in at the same time which made Braden even more uneasy. He let out a soft breath, running his hand down his face as he shifted his weight on the balls of his cowboy boot clad feet. When they made their way to Remy's office, he tugged off his hat and knocked on the door before stepping in. "Evening." He greeted Remy, his brow furrowed a little bit. He was on the phone with Courtney when he saw Braden so he hung up, though it was a willing end to the conversation. He'd had a talk with Courtney and they had decided that they needed to cool it since neither one of them was looking for anything serious and they just both had a lot on their plates right then. They were still tight though and well...occasionally slept together. It was hard not too, the woman was a tigress in bed. Shaking his head away from those thoughts, he made his way into the elevator. He had a few problems with his back since the explosion but he had seen the little girl he had saved and that had made every ache and pain worth it. Gia was doing good, though he wanted to call and check on her so he did that on the elevator, leaving her a message on her voicemail that said he would be stopping by her place later and to call him if she needed anything. When they got to Remy's door and Braden went all formal, Skeeter just rolled his eyes and brushed past him to go into the office and straight to the mini-fridge, taking out a jones' soda and plopping down into one of the leather chairs.

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        inside -- Braden, 06:55:16 10/19/06 Thu
        
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        inside -- Braden, 08:22:53 10/19/06 Thu
        
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        inside -- Braden, 07:39:34 10/20/06 Fri
        
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        inside -- Braden, 08:20:19 10/20/06 Fri
        
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        inside -- Braden, 09:00:37 10/20/06 Fri
        
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        inside -- Braden, 09:40:35 10/20/06 Fri
        
        Inside -- Reese, 09:53:30 10/20/06 Fri
        
        inside -- Braden, 07:21:40 10/22/06 Sun
- Inside -- Reese, 08:37:55 10/22/06 Sun
  - inside -- Braden, 09:25:33 10/22/06 Sun
    - Inside -- Reese, 09:42:34 10/22/06 Sun
      - inside -- Braden, 10:27:02 10/22/06 Sun
        
        Inside -- Reese, 23:37:47 10/22/06 Sun
        
        **CONTINUED AT BRADEN'S APARTMENT** (NT) -- Acey, 05:53:16 10/24/06 Tue
I do what I have to do..
-- Kyrian, 07:11:29 10/15/06 Sun
(He trailed his hand over the shiny top of the Toshiba tablet notebook he was picking up for Skeeter. He checked the model number again and rolled his eyes, a hiss escaping his lips as he took in the pricetag on the top end piece of electronics. No wonder Remy had groaned when he ahd told him earlier that morning he was going on a shopping trip for Skeeter. He took a tag for the notebook and then went about the rest of the trip, picking up well over ten thousand dollars in equipment for Skeeters little home command center. The guy would be able to control the world and still play a kick ass game of Counter Strike:Source from his living room now. The past two weeks had been stressfull, long and tiring.. and he had had little to no sleep during that time. Between picking up, running and securing things for the makeshift headquarters, he had barely had enough time left to dedicate to Haylie, let alone to himself. He let out a sigh as he piled the remainder of the things into the back of his black Dodge Ram 1500, climbing into the cab and letting out a breath. Within moments he was back in traffic and picking up a bit of lunch to take home for Haylie. They were all on leave, and he had been adament about Haylie taking it really easy. He stopped at a local deli that he knew his girlfriend had a liking for, picking up food and even taking a moment to pick up some flowers that had caught his eye and he thought might brighten her apartment. And then it was back on the road again, taking the 101 towards uptown.. and a little peace and quiet with his girl.)

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      inside -- Shay/Haylie, 05:05:54 10/16/06 Mon
      
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      inside -- Shay/Haylie, 06:32:01 10/16/06 Mon
      
      Inside -- Remy/Kyrian, 06:42:03 10/16/06 Mon
      
      inside -- Haylie/Shay, 07:11:29 10/16/06 Mon
      
      Inside -- Remy/Kyrian, 07:28:36 10/16/06 Mon
      
      inside -- Braden, 07:34:13 10/16/06 Mon
      
      inside -- Shay, 07:48:37 10/16/06 Mon
      
      Inside -- Remy, 07:57:09 10/16/06 Mon
      
      inside -- Shay, 06:35:48 10/17/06 Tue
      
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      inside -- Shay, 07:59:02 10/17/06 Tue
They gave me a life that's not so easy to live
And then they sent me on my way
I left my loving, forgot my dreams
I lost them all along the way. -- Reese, 06:58:07 10/04/06 Wed

Those little things you say
When words mean so much
You never back down
And they all shy away
You always listen to me

And what do I care to get me through these sleepless nights
And what do I have to hold when no one�s there to hold me tight
And what do I see the only thing that gets me through this is I feel and I feel you

(She trailed a hand along the wall, feeling as it got hotter and hotter until she let out a hiss of breath and wrapped her arms around her stomach.. Panic was welling up inside her so strong that she was past hysterical and acting deceptively normal. It was a survival technique she didn't know she had. Her tiny blond head lifted as she heard his faint cry and she responded with a panicked shifting of her weight, trying to move closer to where she had heard his voice but the fire held her back.) Braden!!! (She screamed back, coughing as the smoke took the advantage and filled her expelled lungs. It took her a moment to yell again, but filled with hope when she realized his voice was nearing her.) I'm trapped.. in the bathroom below intel.. (She yelled to him, taking his request and answering it.. she would talk all night if it kept him coming to her. Then, belatedly, she realized that if there was fire down here.. there must be fire up there.. and she was leading him right into it. Her voice turned from hopeful to panicked just that quickly.) Braden, stop! It's too dangerous.. (She didn't want him hurt or killed over her.. no matter how desperate she was feeling.. the thought of him seeing another person killed.. well, it made her want to cry, but she was so hot and dried out that there were no tears to fall.) The fire's too hot, you can't come back here!! (She yelled again, pressing back a bit more as the fire crept closer, fear filling her eyes as she looked around.. damn this place for having interior rooms like this.. she was utterly trapped.)

I know what you�re going through now
Believe me I live this

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      Inside -- Reese, 08:29:43 10/04/06 Wed
Hands are shaking cold...
These hands are meant to hold.. -- Remy/Kyr, 06:36:47 10/04/06 Wed
Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

(He didn't realize that Skeeter was even with him until he finally stood up to breath, sweat covering his large frame, beading down into his eyes and stinging as it mixed with ash. His clothes were torn, giving him a wild sort of look, and his shaggy hair was so mused it looked like a wig on his head.. but it wasn't the obviously broken leg, or the blood running down from his shoulder that made him look crazed.. it was the look in his dark brown eyes. His pupils were so dilated from the adrenaline and dim lighting that his eyes looked black.. and far from being the typical understanding or assessing expression.. they were overwhelmed, angry.. scared. His broad chest rose and fell with the weight of his burdan, the commander was out of breath.. and who could blame him. His building was falling down around him.. he could smell death in the air.. the burning flesh of the people whose families he helped fund.. and whose families he was going to have to notify of death. Everything around him was tailor made to overwhelm a man with latent inhibition.. the sights alone would have been enough, with broken rebar, piles of concrete, flashing electrical wires and Lord.. the carnage. But add to the the smell of death, of ash and fear.. and the feel of his injuries, the sound of people screaming and the building groaning around them.. it was driving him over the edge and sheer biting will was keeping him moving.

It was painfully obvious when he turned his head at the sound of Skeeter's voice, looking straight through him as though he had no idea where or who he was. And for a moment, he just stared through his intelligence officer, registering the fact that his men were honorable.. the ones who had died deserved the utmost in respect.. vaguely picking up the reference to his wife and thinking about how beautiful it was.. and how she didn't need to be around a man who saw things like this in his day to day life. He would taint her. He shifted his weight, surveyed his legacy, felt a choking pain in his chest and decided it was time he moved out.. his brothers and sisters were trapped in this building.. he couldn't let the disease win. Shaking his head, his vision cleared a bit and his pupils wildly shifted until finally they seemed to be normal. He heard Braden yelling and then Kyrian.. Lord, Kyrian was so close to him.. and Haylie.. he was yelling for her. Ignoring the sickening pain in his leg, he went for the stairs and met Kyrian half way up, following him up to the dormitory floor.. )

Oh no I can't let you go, my little girl
Because you're holding up my world
So I need you.

(He barely registered a thing in that building, he'd gone into tunnel vision mode a long time ago. That didn't mean he didn't see everything that went on around him.. no, he was so over aware of his surroundings that his eyes burned from the fumes and his lungs ached from pushing himself so hard and inhaling so much smoke. And yet, he was taking the stairs two at a time, yelling her name every time he got enough breath to push it out. He had two lives to save.. this wasn't a search and rescue for Agent Monarch.. this was a man looking for the love of his life and his unborn child.. a man slowly going mad with fear. He kicked the door down at the top of the stairs, knowing that Remy was close behind him.. and sort of soothed by his best friend's presense.) Haylie!!! (He yelled, letting out a surprised cry as a beam split and would have hit him had he not been pulled back by his observant friend. He muttered his thanks, but didn't hesitate to stick his head back out there. Remy muttered something about hearing someone to the left, and he was off. Picking his way over things until he reached the massive hole. He was on one side.. and there.. with a nasty leg wound.. was his life. His pride and joy. His reason for breathing.. and he went into full out warrior mode. Like a police K-9, he started canvassing the area, looking for anything to help him get her out of there.. nearly falling when part of the damaged floor gave out. He looked up as Remy came over and got his attention.. there was a large beam exposed in the cieling.. in tact.. He started taking off his belt.. he'd need something to hold onto since he wasn't tall enough.) Don't worry baby, we'll be out of here soon..

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- inside -- Shay/Haylie, 07:22:38 10/04/06 Wed
  - Inside -- Kyrian/Remy, 07:38:56 10/04/06 Wed
    
    inside -- Shay/Haylie, 08:00:41 10/04/06 Wed
    
    Inside -- Remy/Kyrian, 08:18:24 10/04/06 Wed
    
    inside -- Shay, 08:30:14 10/04/06 Wed
    
    Inside -- Remy, 08:44:30 10/04/06 Wed
Fixing... -- Fixing..., 07:25:14 10/04/06 Wed

Every day is a winding road -- Head Quarters going on, 07:22:37 10/03/06 Tue
It was a busy, bustling day at the headquarters. Friday, which was pay day, always meant very few people skipping work and there was just always a lot of wrapping up the work week kinda stuff so in the late afternoon, around fourish, the place was packed with people. The hallways always had people in them, almost every office had someone at the desk and there were tons of people in the cafeteria and in the gym, it was just a happy place to be at the moment, if busy. At the moment, Haylie was working in the intelligence center but was getting sleepy so she decided to head up to the top level where the rooms were and catch a nap. She left a note for Kyr to tell him where she would be - him and Braden had gone to get food for her and Reese - and then disappeared to go curl up in bed. She'd been really, really sick the day before and was just starting to feel better that morning so she had come into work with her boyfriend. Remy was hard at work in his office, being withdrawn as was the norm for the past couple of weeks and that was the reason Skeeter was so thoughtful as he was shooting some hoops in the gym. He got restless a lot, thanks to his ADHD and so at random intervals during the day he would head down to the gym to shoot hoops, run around the gym for a while or swim some laps in the pool - just to get rid of some pent up energy. He was thinking about what could possibly be causing his friend to act so withdrawn, even Shay had asked Skeeter if there was anything going on at work that could cause it. Shaking his head at those thoughts, he pursed his lips and looked around, wondering what was taking Reese so long to get down there to play with him for a bit. He enjoyed the girls company, she was sweet and fresh and so much older than her age. Shifting, he went for a lay up, congratulating himself when he made it easily.

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I did what I had to do because I care about you.. -- Reese, 07:38:03 10/01/06 Sun
(When she arrived from school, she typically went straight up to the room that Braden and Kyrian shared as an office to drop off her bags. That usually signaled the end of working and the beginning of an extended leave of video game playing. She loved that the two of them were basically big kids, it was entertaining to get into an argument with Skeeter about who had cheated at what, or to spank Braden at Counter Strike. Yeah, that was her typical before dinner break.. and that afternoon would have been no different had she not had such a heavy ache in her heart. She was worried about Braden.. he'd been having those night terrors more often.. twice since the night he had assaulted her.. and she still had the faint marks on her wrists to prove it nearly a week later. She had tried to go to him the second time, but he had been so angry and fierce looking and when she had neared his bedside he had yelled at something.. well, it had scared the hell out of her and she had run back into her room and shut the door, curling up at the top of the bed. Listening to him growl and thrash in his bed had been rough on her, tearing her apart because she couldn't do anything.. she was small and powerless around someone like him. She had ended up sitting there for nearly an hour listening to him, until he had finally woken and then she had heard him wandering about for a little bit. The second time hadn't been any better.. and well, she was worried that if he went on this mission it would be worse.. or that he could hurt himself.. She wasn't aware of moving through the building at all, that was how far lost in thought she had been.. but it was enough that she was looking across a large office and a wide expanse of oak desk to the man she had come to see. She knocked a couple of times on the door frame, and he looked up as thogh he had been expecting her, waving her in and pointing to one of the chairs before his desk. For the next two hours they talked.. sometimes somberly and sometimes with amusement.. Remy just had a way of lightening her mood. Once they were finished, she slipped out of his office and went upstairs to find Braden in his office. She walked in quietly, setting her bag on the floor and flopping down on the sofa to rest her eyes.. for some reason she felt like a big weight was off her chest while at the same time a huge knot of nerves was in her stomach.) I am never eating at Phillies again. (She groaned out, mentioning the place they had gotten dinner from the night before.)

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We all need a proud woman
My oh My -- Haylie/Skeeter, 08:24:12 09/30/06 Sat
She had woken up that morning feel pretty sore and achy and then lost the dinner she had eaten the night before. Of course, this had her sleepy boy-toy worried and threatening to call the doctor if she didn�t go to bed. She had learned over the past five months that it was easier to just let him take care of her in the way he saw best than argue with him so she had crawled back into bed and pulled up the covers, giving him a kiss goodbye and sending him to work without her. She knew Remy would be ok with it, since he had gone through it all with Shay and didn�t have any problems falling right back asleep. Eleven o�clock rolled around and she stirred, realizing she felt a good deal better. Thanks to that, she was antsy and so got up, got dressed in a pair of jeans and a hoodie and put on a pair of flip flops before she grabbed the keys and headed out to work. If she was feeling better, in her mind, there was no reason to waste the day away in bed. She pulled into the parking garage, made small talk with the guard before pulling up to her parking spot near the elevator. Checking to make sure she had everything was easily done since all she had brought with her was her cell and her keys and within moments she was upstairs and heading towards the intel�s head office where Skeeter would be if he was actually working and not off playing computer games with Braden. Those two were such overgrown children. She nodded at Skeeter, rubbing her eyes a little as she yawned and padded over to one massive wall of computers and sat down, flipping on the power and waiting for everything to boot up. He watched her come in, a smile on his face as he noted that she was WAY bigger than Gia was and they were about as far along. Gia was smaller boned though and he wasn�t as big Kyrian was either so maybe the baby was just bigger. He had heard Kyrian muttering something about his girlfriend having a litter and that had made him smirk, Haylie would have his balls if she heard that and then problem start crying desperately. She�d been so sick during the pregnancy though, so many days she just stayed in bed feeling miserable and the mood swings...no one ever knew what would set her off and make her start bawling. The only one who had been able to somehow figure out what kind of mood she was in was Cael, he would swear the man was psychic sometimes. Shaking his head, he picked up his phone and called down to Remy�s office, knowing Kyrian would be in there. �Hey boss man. We have a code four here.� Over the past five months they had little codes for things that Haylie was doing since nearly everyone in the building watched over her and coddled her like crazy. �Jester�s little chickadee looks like she�s about to fall asleep on the keyboard and she just walked in.�

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        inside -- Haylie, 08:01:12 10/01/06 Sun
        
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        inside -- Skeeter, 06:34:43 10/03/06 Tue
        
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        inside -- Skeeter, 06:59:44 10/03/06 Tue
        
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I've never looked for trouble but I've never ran
I don't take no orders from no kind of man
I'm only made of flesh blood and bone
But if you wanna start a rumble boy....
You best not start it alone -- Braden, 05:17:43 09/24/06 Sun
He was kicked back in his chair, his eyes on the couch where Skeeter and Reese were playing video games. He had been leaving her to get off to school on her own until he had gotten a call from her guidance counselor that she had been skipping classes so now he made her come directly here after school and dropped her off there in the morning before he came to work. All he needed was a fucking mini-van and he would nominated for mother of the year. Though..a mother wouldn't get a hard on everytime she got out of the shower. So, yeah, maybe no award for him. His phone rang and he dragged his eyes away from her, picking it up with usual greeting of "Hunter" before he was quiet and then nodded a little. "Alright, yeah, just have Courtney come up here." He smirked as he saw Skeeter's eyes brighten and his head lift a little at Courtney's name - no one else would have noticed that accept maybe Remy and Skeeter himself if he had been observing someone else. He let out a soft breath and shrugged his shoulders to loosen up the muscles in his shoulders and neck before he hung up the phone. "Remy is coming up here to talk to us about an assignment." He stated, thinking it would probably be him and Courtney on the mission and then Skeeter during the intel from here. Remy didn't make it sound like it was a big deal though, so he wasn't to concerned with that. Leaning back in his chair, he kicked up his feet once more and placed his arms behind him, his eyes going back to Reese as she played the PS2.

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Inside -- Reese, 05:36:19 09/24/06 Sun
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        inside -- Braden/Skeeter, 09:19:25 09/24/06 Sun
        
        Inside -- Reese/Courtney, 09:54:14 09/24/06 Sun
        
        inside -- Braden, 04:29:08 09/25/06 Mon
        
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        Inside -- Remy/Reese, 06:47:36 09/25/06 Mon
        
        inside -- Braden, 07:01:03 09/25/06 Mon
        
        Inside -- Reese, 07:14:54 09/25/06 Mon
        
        inside -- Braden, 07:29:25 09/25/06 Mon
        
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        inside -- Braden, 08:03:02 09/25/06 Mon
        
        Inside -- Reese, 08:09:59 09/25/06 Mon

Burn me once, Shame on you... -- Justin, 06:14:29 09/18/06 Mon
Gia had been cleared for release. He wasn't sure how he felt about that, if he trusted her enough to allow her to live on her own and still take care of herself and his child. She was nearing five months along now, her body was swollen with his baby and yet they still hadn't felt any movements and that had him worried. Haylie was three months along and she was showing almost as much as Gia was...that couldn't be a good thing, could it? He wasn't so sure about a lot of this stuff but he did know he got on his knee's every night, praying to god that his kid was alright. He had spent the morning getting an apartment for Gia, paying it off for a year and then getting her a car and things so that she would be equipped to go to her therapy sessions and her doctors appointments if he wasn't available to take her and then had gotten groceries and stocked up the place. He had purchased everything he thought she would need, hairbrush, toothbrush, all sorts of things like that and the place was totally ready to be moved into. He hadn't told her he was doing all this but he felt obligated to, he had to take care of his baby and in turn, her. He wanted her to just get her life together and on the right path again. So, he was on his way to pick her up and then get her settled before he went over to Courtneys and picked her up to go out to the movies and dinner. Geeze. How the hell did he get himself into these situations? Shaking his head, he headed down the psych ward and towards her room, pushing the door open and leaning against the frame as he watched her finish gathering her things. "You've been packing for like an hour, it's not like you have that much stuff here." He didn't mean to be gruff, he just was so torn and betrayed feeling when it came to her that all his walls went up and his defense mechanisms were on high alert.

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Inside -- Gianna, 06:23:37 09/18/06 Mon
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        Inside -- Gia, 08:00:17 09/18/06 Mon

Last Goodbye -- Justin Mallenock, 09:12:13 07/22/06 Sat
This is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die
But it's over
Just hear this and then i'll go
You gave me more to live for
More than you'll ever know

This is our last embrace
Must I dream and always see your face
Why can't we overcome this wall
Well, maybe it's just because i didn't know you at all

It was time. The phrase sounded so ominous to him, like the time had been waiting around to for it to be 'the time' and it was finally there. He had been putting this off and putting it off and now he knew he couldn't avoid it anymore. He'd tried to spend all of his time with Courtney - she made him happy. She was simple, there was nothing hidden or complicated her. What you saw was what you got and he appreciated that. Hell, he needed that. He needed someone to help his complex mind rest for awhile, to bring out the light hearted, goof ball side of him that had been missing for the past near year. Absently, pure habit, he shifted to lift his right hand, typing in his security code and then letting the system do a retinal scan before passing through the huge steel doors that spread across the hallway in this wing. Maybe he should have brought Courtney with him. She would have understood, she would have held his hand and comforted him, given him strength to get through this confrontation. Confrontation. He didn't know it would be a confrontation but with Gia...he just had a strong feeling that was exactly what it was going to be. They had been home for six weeks and he just couldn't put off talking to her anymore. Some things just needed to be said, decided, discussed...such as the child she was carrying that was possibly his. His baby. He had never thought about kids, never thought if he wanted them or if he didn't but suddenly there was a possiblity that there was a tiny little human - like chase - who could be made of his genes. He could have his eyes or his nose or maybe the birthmark that he carried on his lower hip that looked like a four leaf clover. He couldn't just ignore the fact that Gia was carrying his baby anymore than the fact that he had at one time been falling deeply in love with Gia. He had been thinking about the white picket fence with her, he had wanted to have her as his own, to take care of her, to protect her from the world but she hadn't wanted any of that. When they were in Bangkok she said she had, that she had been scared...at least thats what he thought she said, he didn't really remember a whole lot of that near traumatizing time.

Kiss me, please kiss me
But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation
You know it makes me so angry 'cause i know that in time
I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye

Either way, actions spoke louder than words and her actions had screamed out that she didn't want or need him to take care of her, to love her, to coddle her as a man in love wanted to do for the woman who had acquired his attention and affections. Maybe that was why he had moved so willingly into Courtney's bed...because she was such the opposite of Gia. Courtney appreciated and welcomed his protective attitude, she loved how he took charge in bed, she wanted his touch. He had tried so hard with Gia, so damn hard and it just hadn't been enough - that was a huge blow to his ego. It hurt to think he wasn't enough, what the hell else did she want from him? Shaking his head, he forced away his angry thoughts - anger would do him no good right then, not when he was seeing her for the first time in six weeks. With a smile, he turned on the charm and leaned over the counter to talk to the receptionist to the psych ward. Half the nurses around her were falling over their feet for his rakish grin, his sparkling eyes and his over-confident-but-oh-so-sexy attitude and were willing to give him the files of hers that he requested. He didn't open them though, just thanked them with a smile and wink and sauntered off down the hall to her room. Pausing at the door, he took a few deep breaths to calm his pounding heart (though he looked the picture of cool, confident and cocky) before he pushed open the door, not bothering to knock. In a psych ward, manners weren't really of the utmost importance.

Did you say
No, this can't happen to me
And did you rush to the phone to call
Is there a voice unkind
In the back of your mind
Saying maybe you didn't know him at all
You didn't know him at all
Oh didn't know
Oooh didn't know

Oh the bells out in the church tower chime
Burnin' clues into this heart of mine
Thinking so hard on her soft eyes
And the memories offer signs
That it's over...it's over

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Inside -- Gianna DiRossi, 09:36:41 07/22/06 Sat
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Last Goodbye -- Justin Mallenock, 09:11:37 07/22/06 Sat
This is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die
But it's over
Just hear this and then i'll go
You gave me more to live for
More than you'll ever know

This is our last embrace
Must I dream and always see your face
Why can't we overcome this wall
Well, maybe it's just because i didn't know you at all

It was time. The phrase sounded so ominous to him, like the time had been waiting around to for it to be 'the time' and it was finally there. He had been putting this off and putting it off and now he knew he couldn't avoid it anymore. He'd tried to spend all of his time with Courtney - she made him happy. She was simple, there was nothing hidden or complicated her. What you saw was what you got and he appreciated that. Hell, he needed that. He needed someone to help his complex mind rest for awhile, to bring out the light hearted, goof ball side of him that had been missing for the past near year. Absently, pure habit, he shifted to lift his right hand, typing in his security code and then letting the system do a retinal scan before passing through the huge steel doors that spread across the hallway in this wing. Maybe he should have brought Courtney with him. She would have understood, she would have held his hand and comforted him, given him strength to get through this confrontation. Confrontation. He didn't know it would be a confrontation but with Gia...he just had a strong feeling that was exactly what it was going to be. They had been home for six weeks and he just couldn't put off talking to her anymore. Some things just needed to be said, decided, discussed...such as the child she was carrying that was possibly his. His baby. He had never thought about kids, never thought if he wanted them or if he didn't but suddenly there was a possiblity that there was a tiny little human - like chase - who could be made of his genes. He could have his eyes or his nose or maybe the birthmark that he carried on his lower hip that looked like a four leaf clover. He couldn't just ignore the fact that Gia was carrying his baby anymore than the fact that he had at one time been falling deeply in love with Gia. He had been thinking about the white picket fence with her, he had wanted to have her as his own, to take care of her, to protect her from the world but she hadn't wanted any of that. When they were in Bangkok she said she had, that she had been scared...at least thats what he thought she said, he didn't really remember a whole lot of that near traumatizing time.

Kiss me, please kiss me
But kiss me out of desire, babe, and not consolation
You know it makes me so angry 'cause i know that in time
I'll only make you cry, this is our last goodbye

Either way, actions spoke louder than words and her actions had screamed out that she didn't want or need him to take care of her, to love her, to coddle her as a man in love wanted to do for the woman who had acquired his attention and affections. Maybe that was why he had moved so willingly into Courtney's bed...because she was such the opposite of Gia. Courtney appreciated and welcomed his protective attitude, she loved how he took charge in bed, she wanted his touch. He had tried so hard with Gia, so damn hard and it just hadn't been enough - that was a huge blow to his ego. It hurt to think he wasn't enough, what the hell else did she want from him? Shaking his head, he forced away his angry thoughts - anger would do him no good right then, not when he was seeing her for the first time in six weeks. With a smile, he turned on the charm and leaned over the counter to talk to the receptionist to the psych ward. Half the nurses around her were falling over their feet for his rakish grin, his sparkling eyes and his over-confident-but-oh-so-sexy attitude and were willing to give him the files of hers that he requested. He didn't open them though, just thanked them with a smile and wink and sauntered off down the hall to her room. Pausing at the door, he took a few deep breaths to calm his pounding heart (though he looked the picture of cool, confident and cocky) before he pushed open the door, not bothering to knock. In a psych ward, manners weren't really of the utmost importance.

Did you say
No, this can't happen to me
And did you rush to the phone to call
Is there a voice unkind
In the back of your mind
Saying maybe you didn't know him at all
You didn't know him at all
Oh didn't know
Oooh didn't know

Oh the bells out in the church tower chime
Burnin' clues into this heart of mine
Thinking so hard on her soft eyes
And the memories offer signs
That it's over...it's over

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In my dreams I'll always see you soar above the sky
In my hear there'll always be a place for you for all my life
I'll keep a part of you with me
And everywhere I am there you'll be.. -- Reese, 06:43:34 06/13/06 Tue
(The officer groaned as he got out of the car, his fucking shin was killing him. The little brat had kicked him a little less than an hour ago and he was sure he was going to have a huge knot there. His green eyes scanned the area as he crossed to the other side of the car and opened the door, ready for the little hellcat to spit and hiss at him.. but surprisingly enough, she merely stepped out of the car demurely and stood there looking up at the huge modern brick and glass building. For a moment, Patrick O'Malley actually felt bad for having handcuffed her hands behind her back, but he had a large welt on his cheek to remind him why he couldn't fall for her cute little girl routine. She wasn't as young as she looked, and she wasn't as sweet either.. she might be nearing eighteen but she didnt look a day over sixteen if that, and she had claws on her that would send a lynx running for cover. She turned her glassy blue-grey eyes on him and he shook his head, he wasn't falling for her precious moment's looks anymore.) Let's get ye goin' lassie. (He said in a watered down irish lilt, picking up her bag and slinging it over his shoulder before taking her arm in his hand and leading her up to the building. Once inside, he questioned the guard, who told him that he could find Braden Nichols on the fourth floor, right wing.. and he led the now quiet teen to the elevators.) (A strand of her brassy auburn hair had gotten into her mouth and was stuck to the lipgloss on her full lower lip and it was annoying the hell out of her almost as much as the "pretend-a-cop" they had sent to haul her off to what amounted to juvie hall. She couldn't believe they were throwing her ass into a home.. even if this guy was a friend of her.. Kee.. God, she missed him.. it burned inside her like a hot knife and made her ache so desperately that she wanted to scream at someone to bring him back. Her brother couldn't be gone! He was her hero, her protector.. her life. He'd been laughing and joking with her before he left for duty and she'd been so sad to see him go, but he had promised to come home.. and now he had come home, in a box. She huffed, trying to blow the stand of hair out of her mouth again without success and nearly tripping as she got off the elevator on the fourth floor since she wasn't paying attention. Her wrists hurt, this jackass was lucky she wasn't tall enough to kick him in the crotch while her hands were behind her back or he would have a seriously hard time reproducing for what he had done to her. So what if she had attacked him.. she had had no idea who was breaking into the apartment she lived in with her brother.. and when he had found her hiding in the closet she had fiercely fought back, scared out of her mind. And now, she was looking pretty stupid in handcuffs and being marched down the hall like a damn four year old caught stealing cookies. She glared a guy who stared at her, probably because her well developed breasts were all but spilling out of her top from the way her hands were held back, but she didnt realize that and stuck her tongue out at him insolently. When the officer knocked on the door of a room that had 'Nichols' and 'Sutherland' on the door tags, she sighed in frustration and wished she could just get the hell out of her.. she wished Keegan would come for her.)

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I'm trying to forget that
I'm addicted to you
but I want it and I need it
I'm addicted to you -- Skeeter, 08:45:05 06/10/06 Sat
He let a soft sigh when Remy left and then spent some time just straightening up his office, getting paper work filed and filled up, things sent out and filling orders for some equipment some of the other agents needed. Forlornely, he looked at the movie schedule, wondering when the last time he had just gone to the movies was. A low breath escaped his lips as he ran his hand over his head and finally, about an hour later, headed out of this office, closing the door and locking it behind him. He shifted his leather bag, placing the strap across his chest. He was clad casually that day in jeans and a button up white shirt and currently looked more like a college student then a secret agent but at least he was comfortable. After thinking about it for a few minutes, he headed towards the elevator that lead to the dorm style rooms where the agents stayed sometimes and went up to the floor where Courtney was staying. For a second, he hesitated outside her door before knocking lightly and then shifting his weight as he waited for an answer. He couldn't exactly say why he was there, he was just encouraging feeling on both their parts but he couldn't help it, he was feeling drawn to her and he was never one to deny himself anything.

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        inside -- Justin, 06:42:31 06/12/06 Mon

I used to live alone before I knew you
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold, it's a broken hallelujah -- Skeeter, 21:57:43 06/09/06 Fri
Gia had pretty much just sent him pitiful looks the whole way home and he had made sure to sit himself far away from her on the plane. As soon as they got here, he had turned her over to the medical team and hurried off to his office after making sure that Courtney was comfortable with everything in her room and that Braden had been checked out for god knew what STD he could have picked up while over there and any airborne illnesses or anything like that. Satisfied that his team was taken care of, he had disappeared into his office to call Remy only to find out that they were at the hospital with Kyrian and Haylie - who as if yet hadn't woken up - and Remy would be there shortly to speak to him. With everything settled, he was sitting at his desk, his feet propped up, clad in a slightly mussed suit with an open collared shirt, playing with his yo-yo. He looked much like the Skeeter of old and he was determined to find that man that he had once been again, he had let himself get to serious over the past two years and he didn't really like it, now that he thought back on it all...

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Inside -- Remy, 22:08:32 06/09/06 Fri
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        Inside -- Remy, 08:01:29 06/10/06 Sat

They say home is where your heart is
And I guess it's true.
And they say you can't go back
But I'm closin' my eyes and driving through -- Shaylin McLean, 05:42:57 05/09/06 Tue
She bit her lip heavily, pacing the apartment absently. She was getting so lonely here, she had no friends with everyone gone and her husband hadn't been home in three days and she had barely even talked to him. Her son had been fussing and whimpering for god knew how long and she was literally about to snap. Earlier that day, she had pulled out her suitcases and packed her things and then pulled out a duffle bag to pack some of Chase's. Now all she had to do was call Remy and tell him her plans. He really shouldn't be upset over it, it wasn't like he was home to see them anyways, what different did it make if they were here or in RD? After working up her courage, she picked up the phone, letting it ring a few times before she asked to be transferred to Commander McLean. Her pacing continued, the cell phone tucked between her ear and shoulder as her eyes rested on the baby. She just really wanted her parents, she wanted to be with her family, she hadn't even seen Brooke's newest baby and her dad was complaining about not being able to see his baby's baby grow up. Chase was so big already compared to when he had been born, so many changes, holding up his head and smiling and such...she wanted her family to see him and she was just so tired of being alone already - she didn't think she could handle much more of it.

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Something's gotta give -- Justin, 05:41:15 05/08/06 Mon
What a fucking day. His girlfriend who wasn't even his girlfriend because she couldn't commit to anything, much less him, was working in a different fucking country as a sex slave, his friend had almost died from some strange virus and he was just exhausted and aggravated. Not to mention the fact that the woman he had been in love with for over a year was sleeping in his bed and he couldn't touch her and she was dating a guy who didn't even appreciate her enough to show up to their own wedding. Life was great. His hand raked through his hair as he shifted, patting his pockets to find the ever present - recently - pack of cigarettes. Heading out to his office, he grabbed a bottle of brandy and took the whole bottle with him, along with the cigarettes, outside the main door, leaning against the wall and staring out at the parking lot.

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