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After getting back from Missouri Bette and Tina had made an agreement to work hard through the next weeks. This meant their play time would be pushed to the weekend so that everything would be in order before they took the week off for the wedding and two-week honeymoon. They didn’t want to leave the




(4 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)New Pasadena, 10:00 am. Monday, January 15, 2057. New CalTech-Biochemistry building – Louise Rossi’s office After the news about the appearance of a new portal in the vicinities of Old Santa Barbara, Melvin has contacted his friend Dr. Rupert Giles, an English historian and librarian, who has an especial connection with a team that fight




(3 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)“Where to now.” Eric asked as he got into the back seat of the waiting car and fastened his seat belt. Glancing at his carry-on luggage that was stored on the seat next to him, he was tempted to pull out his electric razor. Pulling on the beard he was still unaccustomed to he said,




(7 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)There was so much silence Tina could hear the crackling of the flame eat the tobacco in her cigarette as she took a long draw. Not even the night had life out here, this desolate silence was going to be the death of her, she thought. Again she took a long draw and hated the




(1 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)There were several days of arriving at the precinct with goofy grins to follow. In fact, it was practically expected, for the sheer reason that they were newly engaged and Maura had returned home safely from the rural, high priority case she had been called to consult on. She had been subjected to minimal chastising,




(3 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)Main Engine Room #1….. “Hey everyone listen up I am Master Chief Petty Officer McCutheon better known as the “Cheng” the Chief Engineering Officer here onboard. This is your department head LTJG Sowder who will be assisting with day to day activities. In approximately an hour from now we are set to sail the friendly




(7 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)Tina opened one eye and surveyed her surroundings. Her head pounded from the tequila shots the night before and her throat was desert dry. The early dawn provided just enough light in the living room to see the glass of water on the tray setting atop the large fabric-covered ottoman that doubled as a coffee




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(6 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)”Did you check on the turkey?” Bette asked. The table was set and the entire extended family was expected for Thanksgiving. ”It’s got at least another hour,” Tina replied. ”Don’t worry, I’ve done it a dozen times.” ”Why would you have cooked that many turkeys?” Bette asked. ”I’ve never even cooked one.” ”That’s because someone
I won’t have it Bette. You have to tell me things or we will find ourselves down the road in a failed marriage. I don’t want that, do you? Bette lets out the air in her lungs…No! God NO! Then why after seeing her and talking with her, realizing what she was up to, didn’t