Tomorrow's Another Day*

Joe kept thinking the 'same thing' over and over again, right in the middle of the Trenton Police Station as he watched his gun, badge and notebook being bagged and tagged as evidence.

Tomorrow's Another Day

As he changed into the Prisoner Uniform Juniak threw his way, Joe thought back to what happened to cause his downfall. He had to keep his mind occupied as Big Dog had him bend over and submit to the anal cavity search.

'Really,' Joe thought to himself, 'I'm a Morelli. I don't do drugs unlike that stoner friend of Stephanie's.'

Hating to admit it to anyone, Joe Morelli only had himself to blame for this.

Was it just last night it all happened?

Angie and Bella Morelli had closed the door after hearing about he and Stephanie being engaged.

It was finally happening!

A Morelli-Plum wedding.

Never mind Joe caught from the corner of his eye, Steph looking gob-smacked or constipated.

Either way the words just came out of his mouth.

'About that engagement,' Joe said licking his lips at his cupcake, Stephanie Plum.

Or so he thought.

"Where we were before we were interrupted?" Joe said in his bedroom voice. Advancing on her, he ignored Steph fiddling with what he thought was her earring.

"Tell me something Morelli, why did you pay Lonnie Dodd take that shot at Ranger? Did you really want me to quit bounty hunting that bad? Or what about you and your vendetta on Ranger and the Ramos mess? You have been after me to quit and leave him and his men alone ever since we met. Ranger and his men have protected me, they've gotten hurt for me, then I find out it's been YOU that's been instigating all these 'situations' around Trenton. Even Gaspick stopping Ranger was due to a tip coming from your police issued cell phone and don't you dare lie to me, Joseph Anthony Morelli."

Slapping her hand down on the kitchen counter so hard it stung, Steph lifted up the other one and pointed directly in his face.

Joe kept advancing, his anger was overwhelming him, something he worked hard to control all his life. Having a drunkard and an abuser for a father, Joe tried to keep himself in check.

"Stay away from me Morelli, you're just like your dirty cop buddy Gaspick. You'll never get anywhere now. Evidence has been turned over to the police as we are standing here. Face the fact, you're a nobody going down," her face red in anger, Steph never knew how beautiful she looked at that very moment.

Stepping further in her space, the vein in Morelli's forehead started pulsing letting Steph know he was about to erupt.

A sneer came over his face, "How'd you figure out it was me?"

Scoffing at this arrogance, Steph just simply said, "Joe your face is an open book, each time I said his name, your face changed colors, you can't stand the man, never mind that once I expressed my admiration for Rangeman and Ranger himself, you worked yourself into such a frenzy."

"I hate Manoso, for years all I've heard what a God he was and could do no wrong, but then he set his eyes on you, and I had to do something to get him out of the way. Your Mom is right and we both know it, you belong to me. Married and having babies. So who cares that I had Kenny helping me with the guns going out of Trenton? I knew I had to make a fast buck. I only think you like him for his money. What do you call what we were doing before Momma and Grandma came over anyway? You were just as frisky as ever for me and the boys. What the hell was that about? And now I know we need to get out of here. You know too damn much."

"It's called gathering evidence to show you're a dirty cop is what it's called. I'd never sleep with you unless I was helping out Chief Juniak and Ranger. Everyone knows I'm here!"

Grabbing onto her upper arm Joe started for the kitchen door. Pulling her against her will, he ignored her screaming 'you're hurting me Joe, let go of me!"

All Joe could do was live in the moment and get the hell outta town.

Hopefully, he'd be successful.

"Shut up woman, the only thing you can do with that mouth isn't happening, just be quiet and let me think!" Joe said as his face turned purple.

Trying for the closest exit, Joe never expected to come in contact with a hard body as he tried to rush him and Steph thru the door and to freedom.

"Joseph Morelli, you are hearby under arrest."

xoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxo

A/N.

*This little story came from a prompt on Facebook FanFiction Fanatics:

Pick a book. Take the last line from any book you choose, and make a story from it. Long or short, doesn't matter.

My Line came from the Almighty Book of Gone With The Wind by Margaret Mitchell.

All the characters come from the Evanovich books, none are mine.

Tsk. Tsk.