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    Collision Course 4.77

     

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                “Agent Young just phoned in, she’s got the children,” he said to Shane.  “Miss Porter and Miss Kennard are on the way, she’s instructed you to stay here, and we’ll get out of your hair.  We’ll be back tomorrow, to take you’re brother’s statement,” said the man in charge, his name was Connor, and he’d often dealt with Jo and Emma, so he knew that the children were safe.

     

                “He’s ok?” asked Shane her hands shaking hard, turning and hugging Lara who was giving the agent an unbelieving look. 

     

                “He’s fine ma’am, in fact, he is pretty angry with his father, Miss Wheaton had to restrain him, he wanted to tear his father’s head off,” said Connor, “Jo’s words not mine.  You ladies have a good night.”

     

                Almost instantly, the entourage of Agents that had invaded her house were gone, packing their equipment quickly and efficiently, making Shane’s head spin.  “He’s ok.”

     

                “He’s fine, and a spitfire,” smiled Lara.  “Come on, when he gets here, can we get you to the ER and have that looked at?  It’s bleeding again….”

     

                “No, no, I’m ok…,” said Shane.  The wound was throbbing like a rotting tooth.  “I’ll have it looked at tomorrow…”

     

                “The babies…,” reminded Lara looking at Shane’s steadily growing belly.  The sight of Shane’s always to thin stomach growing made Lara smile.

     

                “Are ok, the EMT’s said I’m ok, he’s ok…  Shay’s ok…,” repeated Shane the relief washing through her.  “I thought I was gonna lose him too, thought I might be cursed…”

     

                Lara chuckled, “No, Shane you aren’t cursed, unlucky, but not cursed…”

     

                “I wonder how they found them so quick?” asked Shane, her face thoughtful.

     

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                “As crazy as you” said Emma, as Jo set her down on her feet.  Unholstering her gun out of shear habit, she checked the safety and pushing the gun against her leg.  Jo gave her a look, her eyebrows cocked, “I won’t be needing this will I ?”

     

                “No,” said Jo, eyes narrowed, grabbing Emma’s hand and they melted through the rooftop, coming to stop three floors down.  Jo put a finger to her lips, hearing Gabe talking.  There was a real need for stealth now.  The fact was, the man might have a gun and they didn’t want the kids hurt.  In addition they needed to be sure that none of them saw what was about to happened.  Jo pointed to the door and Emma nodded.

    Comments

    1. And you don’t think THIS is real fiction?!!!! You may think of this as practice, but I enjoy every word of your story, real fiction of not. So hurry up, I want to read some more! ;)

    2. yes, you are killing me with your slow, torturous twists… but it is such an enjoyable demise! As for your practice, it certainly does make perfect. Can’t wait for your next post. I’ve got my seatbelt tightened for the bumpy ride!!

    3. I’ve been checking every day this week for your update after your cruel and unusual cliffhanger last week. Was worth the wait! This story is great. That frikking frakking Gab is a piece of work. Can’t wait for next chapter’s “huge turn”. Thanks for writing! :D

    4. I can never post right after reading coz I need to rest!!!!! It’s remarkable that you have better stuff than this that you save for your other fiction.Hmmm…Matching auras for those in love or who PROCLAIM (another hmmmm)to be in love? Angie could hear Jo and Spencer? That wasn’t Angie last adventure? Where the heck are you heading? You should consider rating your chapters to prepare the readers–something like–“TT” (lots of twists and turns), “TN” (the plot is so dense and so many chatacters appear that you should take notes), “DM” (death and mayhem ensue), and “ASS” (you have to be an IDIOT to think you know where this chapter is heading).As I read, I can feel the relentless tug of destiny and I think I should start feeling sorry for these flies caught in your web.

    5. Gabe so needed taken down… Jo ROCKS!!! I do wish she’d forgive Bette though. I guess in time? But it’s been pretty much underlined that they aren’t ever going to be together again, so that’s that. I’ll let it go and move on, like Bette. I wonder about Angelica though… what was up with that? Girl got powers? Wedding bells… for whom? Noooooo, I don’t want for Quin to go back down that road… I hope she stops at the one. I really do. Loved it as always, JM. And Spumoni’s rating system… that was classic. Thanks for the post! Next one is soon-ish, yes? Cheers

    6. Quinn fell off the wagon, why? Pretty please let her fall be temporary, JM. more Jo ’till…(Huh)? Since its plot oriented I won’t bitch. Shane should get her cut looked at. Gotta love how Angie was oblivious to the whole kidnapping thing, & her waving to cars passing bye was too cute. My favorite line though came surprisingly from Tina when she tells Bette, “You’re always going to have me, stop being melodramatic.”

    7. Yes my Dear this is another WOW. If you write any better,my poor old heart couldn’t stand it. Angie is so smart. Jo is my hero. Bette knows it time to start living her life again. Lets talk about Quin,that is a No No. She will find the right woman,it just wasn’t Tina. Oh,before I go to bed Gabe is so low the sewer runs over him. The sorry sucker. Thanks have a nice Sunday thanks bvh

    8. If this isn’t real fiction, then I don’t know what is. Like Bette, I too wonder where this leaves them all. So what’s up with Angie and her supernatural talents? So who will Bette move on to?

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