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    Collision Course 4.66

     

                “You got it,” he replied grabbing a bag and starting to throw things into it, to Jo it seemed random, to Marshall, it made total sense.  Jo would sort it out at the scene, and hopefully, he was as brilliant as he said he was.

     

                “We’re going,” stated Jo to Sydney, not wanting any orders from the CIA operative, instead, she wanted cooperation.

     

                “I wasn’t arguing,” said Sydney softly.  “I just want to remind you of something, you are…,” began Sydney looking over at Marshall, but the computer wiz wasn’t listening.  “…human again.”

                “I know,” said Jo.  “I also know that Sam might be in that train, and that someone needs to get there and get her out,” stated Jo.  “Guess I’m nominating myself for the job.”

     

                Sydney nodded, and moments later, Emma walked into the room with a stunning woman with dark blonde hair and dark blue eyes, “Are all of your friends gorgeous?” asked Sydney with a wink.  How the woman had gotten into the building was irrelevant, it was obvious that she wasn’t going to find out any time soon.

     

                “Let’s go,” said Shelby nodding a hello to Sydney.  “Grab your gear, I’ve got supper to make, I’m not sticking around to see that thing burn while you are in it.”

     

                “Always the conversationalist,” snorted Jo, grabbing the bag, turning, kissing Marshall’s cheek, “Thank you, Marshall, you’re a gem.”

     

                Marshall turned a bright crimson, stammering something that Jo, Emma and Shelby didn’t hear, they were to busy planning a rescue.

     

    ***** 

     

                Sam and Daisy were making their way towards the back of the train, climbing over several dead people, Sam checking for pulses as they went.  She and Daisy had managed to get Sam’s leg out from under the seat, it was broken, but the pain was bearable.  Sam had strapped the metal pole that they’d used to pry her from the seat to her leg.  Most of Sam’s tee shirt was now holding together her leg, the pain was bad, but it could have been worse.  Every so often, the train would lurch around, sending baggage and things flying against them.  “Are we doing this for a good reason?” asked Daisy.

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    1. i just caught up with all the posts while ive been away and there was alot…. loads of drama… and it comes to this – i felt like crying, nearly did too (watching Pitch Black so i couldnt..lol) Poor Shane, she is going to be so distraught… why did you have to kill her why? Poor shane….. and who is bette going to marry…. oooo – please post more asap! LOVE THIS STORY!

    2. No it wasn’t bad, there’s nothing even remotely bad about this story. I was just a little lost the last chapter… Now, I’m sad. Poor Shane. Post soon, Janet.

    3. O M Gosh….I need to digest. °_°….Great writing but I’m blown away right now. Poor Shane…tell me it was a dream. please. WOW pps.

    4. Holy… mother.. of… god! JM, holy shit!!!! i literally screamed; i actually did… my mum came busting through my door asking what was wrong. So… what’s gonna happen to Shane?? omg; holy shit… i dunno what to say.. i love ur story… whoa; u always blew me away with ur cliff man.. Jo; is gonna be hard on her self; dont let her please… i love jo; she’s so cool.. Wow!! please JM PPS!!

    5. J, I know you can figure out a way for Sam to still be alive. Please…Come on, why does anyone have to die? You made us love these characters that you created, so don’t take them away from us. PLEEEEEZE……save Sam!!!!

    6. DAMN JM! Is Sam’s family tree cursed or what? More hardship has come this womans way than any character in a Lifetime T.V. movie. I was reading this update w/ the feeling of gloom in the pit of my stomach (& you didn’t disappoint.) Have to mention, you continue to physically torture Jo – ‘her nose exploded’ – too gross. LOL I’ll stick to my repetitive adjectives instead of digging for new ones that describe your fic – F*ckin’ fantastic.By the by just read JADES again this past week I was just as glued as I was the first time.

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