Hey everyone! You know, after the great feedback that I received after writing "Surveillance", I figured I would do a sequel. And now the day has come for me to start one. I hope you all enjoy it as much as "Surveillance". It'll be quite a trip.
Summary: Sequel to "Surveillance" in Eames's POV. While on a simple stakeout, a few of Eames's demons come out to play.
Please read and review. You readers are a big part in how this story turns out. Your help in giving me good constructive criticism makes this story a whole lot better. (Also, I need an extra push in the right direction…or to keep me on track.)
Oh yeah, I almost forgot: Eames's thoughts and narration are in Italics. And I use the lyrics from the 3 Doors Down song, "Kryptonite". Remember that one?
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Stakeout
By CJSpooks (aka Spaz)
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Chapter One: The Stakeout
Okay, I'll tell you my story. It may just turn out to be interesting…or not. I guess we'll just see. Anyway, Goren and I were assigned to the "booby prize" job (excuse my terminology)…on a stakeout. It's a very simple thing, really. You just sit in a car with your partner for a night, talk, read, drink a hell of a lot of coffee, and maybe catch a few winks. If our experience turned out to be that easy, I wouldn't have a good story to tell. I guess I should start at the beginning.
Goren and I underestimated the assignment at first. It was just sitting in a damn car for a night. We were told to just make sure the neighborhood was safe of this gang that was terrorizing the innocent inhabitants of the vicinity. We did just that. To pass the time, we sat in the SUV drinking coffee and playing the card game Bullshit. (Which isn't very fun playing with a genius that counts cards.)
"Two aces." –I say as I put down the cards. I didn't feel like lying yet. I needed to get my game face on first. I planted my innocent smirk on my face.
Goren took a look at me and replied, "Bullshit."
I laughed in victory as he turned over the cards I put down on the pile. He frowned as he realized I wasn't lying. He picked up the somewhat large pile (containing more than half of the deck) and scratched his head. "Can we stop now?"
"What's wrong? Did your gift of counting cards just suddenly disappear?" –I said sounding a little mean.
"Eames…I'm just a little tired, okay?" He really sounded exhausted. It was kind of odd because we haven't had a serious case since…his incident with a surveillance job. I guess the demons really weren't extinguished the day that bitch called Elizabeth Hitchens died. To change the subject, I asked him if I could put on a CD. He didn't have any objections. I leaned over Goren to get to the glove compartment, searching for a CD. After about a minute of groping for the perfect mood setter, I popped one in the drive. The music started to a somewhat familiar tune of a few years back. I started to sing along.
"I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind
I left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time
I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah"
Soon Goren had begun to sing along with the CD and me.
"I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be something to do with you
I really don't mind when it happens now and then
As long as you'll be my friend at the end"
Goren looked at me and turned up the volume. We both smiled as we practically yelled the chorus.
"If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman
If I'm alive and well with you still be there holding my hand
I'll keep you by my side with my super human might
Kryptonite!"
Then we both fell silent. It was such a rush of energy…now it was gone as fast as it had come. Goren looked down solemnly. I turned the volume down to a more normal level and sighed. Great, awkward silence…that's never happened to us before. Someone's usually babbling about something. It's really weird. Do other partners have to go through moments like this?
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After awhile we both agreed that I should catch a snooze and Goren take watch
. Why? Well, I'm the real scary bitch if I don't get my sleep. Goren just becomes quiet and lets it pass. It makes sense, doesn't it? Anyway, about thirty minutes after I fall asleep, I wake up to the sound of gunshots. I realize that I'm in the backseat now instead of the driver's seat where I had fallen asleep. And, Goren has exited the vehicle. Not really caring about the actual protocol of the situation like this, I jumped out the right side of the vehicle. I used the car as cover and keeping myself low, I peered over the side of the SUV. Goren was shooting someone from behind another car across the street. I ran in a crouched position to where he was. I asked him what the hell was going down."Gang war." –Was all he said to me. I nodded as I took my service weapon from my belt. I tried to get a shot in here and there but it was quite the challenge. It seems a lot outnumbered us. Soon enough, the shots ceased. It didn't feel right to the bot of us. "What happened?" –I asked
"I have no idea."
"Goren, how did I get to the backseat?"
"Oh, I moved you back there when you started to drool on me."
I was about to laugh and call him crazy but he showed me a drool stain on his coat. I just smiled in apology. "Sorry, I hope you weren't attached to that jacket."
He smiled and said, "It's okay. It's like a personal momento from Alex Eames."
"It's one of a kind." I shrugged and snapped back into reality. "Where're the gang bangers now?"
Goren was about to open his mouth and say something but he was suddenly hit from behind with a blunt object. I turned around to see who had hit him and I gasped. I couldn't believe it. Before I could say anything myself, I was hit also. Everything lost all meaning right then.
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To be continued…
Oo…what do you think? Please tell me in a review…a few words of wisdom and encouragement help my self-esteem. Big flames warm my marshmallows. Either way, I'll be satisfied…as long as someone reads my work.