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    Story written on November 14, 2005 by ilovekc.
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    Bette arrives to save the day…or does she?

     

    Sighing after searching the house thoroughly, Tina looked into the carport to fine the familiar blue Saab missing.  She took a deep breath and released it slowly.  Where was her wife at this hour?  Sometimes she wondered what Bette was thinking, leaving her alone with Angelica without even a note, she walked to the kitchen intent on calling Bette’s cell and giving her an earful.

     

    After the second time of being directed to voicemail, worry began to set in.  What if Bette was injured or something worse?  She debated about going out in search of her wife, but opted against the idea.  It wasn’t fun to drag an eighteen month old around, and she wouldn’t know where to even begin searching.  Contemplating for a moment, Tina decided she would return to bed and wait for Bette to come home.  Than she would let her know just how abandoned and angry she felt.

     

    ******

     

    *Bang*

     

    Still on her knees, Shane looked up in shock at the burly man before her.  His face held a wicked smirk and his eyes danced with a renewed light.  There was no sound, why was there no sound?  She must be having an out of body experience because she couldn’t hear the man’s gruff voice, although she saw his lips moving.  Oh GodI’m dead.  He shot me and I’m deadI must be.

     

    “Snap out of it you *****!”  Roughly he gripped the lanky woman by the arm.  “Who would that be at the door?  Are you expecting someone?”  Wrenching her arm harder he smacked her hard across the face causing the woman to finally come out of shock.  “Who the ***** is banging at your door?”

     

    Her face stung, she couldn’t be dead she felt pain.  Clearing her head she looked back at the startled intruder.  I can hearI can hearwait who’s banging on the door?

     

    Angry at the lack of response, he brought his gun down hard on Shane’s head sending her crashing to the linoleum.  “Damn woman.”  What a night it was shaping up to be; now he was going to have to deal with another person.  All this trouble over a tennis star, he was tempted to just shoot them all with his silencer and move on without any information on Fairbanks.  “Bloody tennis star.” 

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    2. oh man…this is getting good.i suspected that the killer was the agent watching the house *points finger* i knew it! …man this anticipation is building fast :P btw, im loving this fic, great update!

    4. WOW… as if people havent already said that… dang, your story is as good as a movie! Its intensely well written… It is nice that all the friends have so much empathy for and are looking out for each other… keep the thrills coming.

    9. you’re doing this on purpose aren’t you? All I did was beg you in a not so subtle way to keep writting nonstop for the rest of your life with no concideration for your personal life….was that so much to ask?

    11. this story rocks!!!, I’m loving the building to the main event, its like walking in the dark trying to find your way back lolthere are so many peeps you could kill, and so many ways you could take this story. really glad to have you back writing for us again

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