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A/N: Special thanks to Dawnie-7! My first reviewer! :o)
Chapter Two
"It's FRIDAY!" Penhall exclaimed excitedly. 'Is there something special about Fridays?' Analeese thought. 'Other than the sitting at home and wallowing in self pity wondering why you didn't get a date… part of Fridays?'
The chapel had cleared, and there were only a few interns left scurrying around and hurrying to get last minute paper work done. Analeese recalled her days of internship. That was when she lived in Chicago.
Harry and Judy trudged in, and flopped down on a couch sharing small talk. Doug walked over to Analeese and sat down on the desk she was sitting behind, while going over the paperwork for the St. Williams case. She tried to pay no mind to him, so she propped her feet on the desk and raised the papers farther up in front of her face. But yet, she could feel Doug's eyes boring in through the paperwork. Analeese lowered the papers.
"Is there something you want… or are you trying to be Superman?"
"Well, no. I just wanted to ask if you maybe wanted to go out with me and Ioki…?"
"Bowling night!" Tom ran over and slid next to Doug. "You coming, Penhall?"
"Well uh…"
"Sounds like fun." Analeese chimed in.
"Yeah? You should come."
"Maybe I will." She flashed a smile at Tom.
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Analeese returned to her apartment, and flopped down on her couch and threw her keys on the small table in front of the TV. She reached for the remote, and turned on the TV.
"Alone again on a Friday night." She leaned her head back and looked up at the ceiling. The phone rang.
"Yeah."
"Hey. It's Tom. You planning on coming tonight? We're all going."
"Yeah, I guess… Yeah. Sure."
"You need a ride? I'm picking up Doug and…"
"O.K. What time are you coming?"
"I'll be there in an hour."
Analeese hung up the phone. She had just enough time to take a shower and get dressed.
Walking to the kitchen, she tripped over her one-eyed cat, Sid. "Hey," she said, "I thought you died." She brought her foot to the back of the cat, and rubbed her foot along its spine. Sid got startled, and bolted towards a pile of unfolded clothes, hiding himself beneath the mass while Analeese grabbed a beer. She popped the top off on a drawer handle, and headed for the bathroom. She stripped her clothes off and threw them to the side, and stepped under the spout. 10 minutes later, she emerged in a cloud of steam and dried off.
That evening, she would let her hair get curly and sweep her long bangs off to the side. She got dressed; her favourite pair of jeans with a hole in the knee and a fitted black shirt with an army jacket with various patches covering most of it. She complete the ensemble with black kohl around her eyes.
The doorbell rang.
She slipped on her trusty combat boots, grabbed her keys and some cash off the coffee table, and answered the door. To her surprise, Dough was standing at the door.
"Hey." Doug said, looking her up and down.
"Hi."
"Tom told me to run up and get you. We're going to grab something to eat, then we'll hit the bowling alley."
"Sounds great. Look, you go on down… I have to lock up. I'll be down in a sec."
Doug nodded, and headed down the hallway, looking back before hitting the down button on the elevator. Analeese checked everything before heading downstairs, locked the door on the way out, and charged down the stairs. The cool night air stung Analeese's warm face, sending out clouds of steam as she breathed. As she reached the passenger door, Doug piled out and got in back, helping Analeese in the front seat. Tom smiled at Analeese.
"Well, well, we've got a little army girl over here."
"The Cold War is over, sweetheart." Doug added from the back seat. Analeese turned around to face Doug.
"Well look here, Superman. Or do you turn into Clark Kent when you're not on the job?" She turned to Tom. "No wait. You're Clark. Doug doesn't look clean enough to be Clark." Analeese smiled wickedly at the both of them.
"Ha ha ha. Laugh laugh laugh. That's real funny."
"Alright, alright you two. Where do you wanna eat?"
"Rocketdog!" Doug exclaimed.
Tom looked at Analeese. She shrugged.
"Whatever."
Fifteen minutes later, the trio arrived at the fast-food restaurant. They all filed out of the mustang, and headed in one after another. Tom and Doug stood behind an old couple in line.
"I'll go find us a booth."
"You don't want anything?"
"Coke." She started to pull out her money, but Tom stopped her.
"Its okay, Army Girl. I got this one." Tom winked at Analeese.
Analeese clunked over to the smoking section in her worn boots, and flopped down in a red booth next to the window. It was starting to get dark outside, the sun just beginning to set. Analeese popped a cigarette into her mouth and lit up. Minutes later, Tom made his way to the booth with a pile of burgers on one tray and three drinks on the other.
"You know," he stated, "smoking kills."
"Why thank you, Officer Hanson, for watching out for my well being." She shrugged and put on a lopsided smile. "Just one of those habits, I guess. Never got around to quitting."
Tom nodded in understanding and handed her coke to her.
"Where's Doug?" She asked, after a long silence.
"Bathroom." He stated plainly, and began to unwrap a burger.
"Exactly what is it about me that you don't like, Officer Hanson?" She had her arms folded together, leaning her upper body over the table.
"What makes you think I don't like you?" Tom replied with a mouthful of greasy, processed meat.
"I dunno. You're just so uptight and serious…" She paused. "I'm not as bad as I look, you know."
"And I'm not as serious as I look."
"What are you talking about, Hanson? This man irons his jeans." Doug retreated to the booth rubbing the water off his hands with his pants. Analeese laughed.
"What's so wrong about that? I respect a guy who cares about the way he looks." Analeese put out her cigarette in the ashtray.
"This is coming from the guy who doesn't change his underwear for a week."
"Hey! The longest I've been with without changing my underwear is three days, alright? And that was only because I ran out of quarters at the Laundromat."
Doug sat down and unwrapped a burger and stuffed the whole thing in his mouth.
"Uh... this isn't Animal House, Penhall." Tom said, staring at the masticated cow rolling around in Doug's mouth.
"No, no, wait. He's trying to be the Incredible Hulk. Don't make him angry or he'll spit in your face."
Tom jumped up when Doug turned his face to him and threatened to spit in his face.
"I… think I'll just stay over here. Where it's safe." Tom jumped out of his seat, and landed next to Analeese.
After Tom and Doug finished eating, they all got back in the car and went over to the bowling alley.
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When they arrived at the bowling alley, there were two cars in the parking lot. Walking in the door, there was an old man sitting behind the desk reading the newspaper.
"Hey Bob."
"Hey boys. Who's your friend?" Tom wrapped his arm around Analeese's shoulder.
"Newest officer. Analeese, this is Bob. Bob — Analeese."
"Hi." She shook Bob's hand.
"So." Doug rubbed his hands together. "Where is everyone tonight?"
"Not sure. Well, there is that competition over in Westbrook tonight."
"So… you haven't seen Hoffs or Ioki?"
"Nope, afraid not."
The conversation was interrupted by the telephone ringing.
"Hello?" Bob put his hand up to the receiver. "It's for you, Tom."
"Hello…?"
"What?... Oh no… You need us to come get you?... Are you sure?... Okay. See you Monday."
"What is it?" Doug scrunched his brow.
"Judy and Harry aren't going to make it. Harry's car broke down… again."
"Aw, that's too bad. But, it's probably a good thing they didn't come... they would have been embarrassed losing to meand my mad skill. You still up for a little… competition, Hanson?"
"Hah! Competition?! By the end of tonight you'll be shining my bowling shoes."
"Hold it, boys. How about we make things interesting? Which ever two people lose tonight, they have to serve to every whim and wish of the winner. Kind of like a… slave service. For a week." Analeese smiled evilly at Tom and Doug.
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My apologies for all the spelling errors in the first chapter. I typed up that one in a bit of a rush. :o)
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