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    Collision Course 4.50

     

                “Then you can be a great doctor, you care about each person that is in your office, on your table, want to do something for reasons that are more than human, it’s almost… godly,” whispered Sam looking over at Izzy with a sly grin, remembering the young woman who’d been posing for photos to get through school.  “Izabelle is going to be, no, she is, one of the ones that can do both.”

     

                “Thank you,” said Izzy sweetly, touching Sam’s hand.

     

                “So, if you are a good surgeon, but just a hum-drum doctor, what are you?” asked Shane with a smirk.

     

                “A doctor that has a thick skin, or lost their soul,” replied Izzy, having seen it before, mostly with Dr. McSteamy, Mark Sloan.  Being a doctor was second to being ambitious. 

     

                “Who has lost a soul?” asked Alice holding a platter of sweets that Lara had asked her to deliver to the table.  Lara was avoiding the table until there was more people, this way, she wouldn’t have to interact with Carmen to much.  Their evening was weighing heavily on her mind.  “I mean, it’s not a good thing if you lost a soul, can you live without one?” rambled Alice.

     

                “Me, I’m a soulless wonder,” replied Sam, “Give me one of those,” she added, reaching for the plate.

     

                “You are not soulless,” said Tina grabbing a cookie from the plate at the same time as Sam.  Their fingers brushing, both of them smiling at the light touch, Bette watched with interest, as did Shane, her jaw clenched that anyone else was even next to Sam. 

     

                “You’d think I wasn’t,” smiled Sam.  “Oh!” exclaimed Sam, digging into her pocket with her good hand, still unaccustomed to not putting anything in her left pocket.  “Here,” she said tossing a set of keys at Tina.

     

                “What is this?” asked Tina, eyeing the keys, they looked like house keys.  Why was Sam giving her keys to a house?

     

                Sam chewed on the cookie, trying to clear her mouth, “Keys.”

     

                “Obviously smart ass,” snapped Tina.  Helena took the keys and looked at them, glancing over at Shane, who shrugged. Sam was a mystery, even to her.  Sam did things that normal people didn’t do.  It was one of the things that set her apart, something that Shane liked about her, she might even love that aspect of her. 

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    1. *Scream* LOL Please dont kill anyone else! That was a great chap. I’ve been wondering when you would post again. And now i cant wait for your next post after the cliff you just left me hangin on. What will the JadedRogue do this time? PPS

    2. Busy.busy .busy. Okay I can understand that. we all live in the real world.But dont like one of my favorite writers to be that busy to leave us without her stories. You have left us in a bad cliff hanger. The whole gang was there except Jenny. so who in the world did you kill this time. Not Bette nor Jo. Please Please Please poat sooner than later. thanks

    3. Whoa, what?!?! JM, I’ve missed this story… finding a post from you brightened what’s been a really crap-tastic day. I quite liked the banter among the group… and the end of the chapter… I have to admit, I’m scared someone’s going to die. So I’m begging the Rogue one, please, let the supernatural ones absorb any & all potentially fatal damage and keep everyone else safe. Those powers have to be good for something other than immortality, right? Needless to say, you’ve got to post soon, Janet. Thanks

    4. OH FUCK!!! What didja do NOW?!!! LOL. I’m not even gonna plead for mercy cause I know it’ll be a lost cause. Loved the camaraderie between the group. Too funny how everyone’s dirty little secrets got told at the table. Great update.

    5. Heh, you just cant help yourself, and I can just imagine you sitting there grinning at all of the comments that are asking you to not kill anyone. *sigh* how about you kill them all (little reverse psych cant hurt ;-)) oh and you speak french, help me out, why do canadians speak french? as always you write well good for words in story yes. Nice to be back into the old ways, and for the reccord im not addicted. -LB

    6. This was awesome…and I agree with KS19 please don’t kill anyone…and Tina needs to get laid before she snaps…and I don’t think Sam is the one for her.

    7. HOLY SHIT! Janet, those two words actually came out of my mouth as i read the last sentence. WOW! i just… what can i say man. Is it an earthquake??? armageddon??? i need to know woman!!!! PPS!!!!

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