A/N: MONDAY'S EPISODE WAS INSANE! THANK YOU TO MY 700 SOMETHING READERS! PLEASE REVIEW! I know this ones a little short but its filler for what's about to happen. I didn't want to change the storyline from the show too much :)
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WARNING****This chapter contains extensive references and knowledge about Marijuana, reference to drug use and the growing of marijuana. IF YOU'RE NOT OKAY WITH THIS DO NOT READ! BE PREPARED FOR M RATED CONTENT BECAUSE THIS IS ONLY THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG! PEOPLE WHO WATCH BATES MOTEL KNOW WHAT IS COMING IN THE UPCOMING CHAPTER :D
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*Chapter 10*
"My parents looked like they should be on the cover of an album from the late 60's," Jodi said, as she opened the large sliding doors of the old barn and closed them after Dylan followed her inside. Dylan looked around the ample empty space, listening to his boss as she continued, "My dad started growing weed for him and some of his buddies, and turns out, he kind of had a knack for it... It was awesome weed and everybody wanted it." Getting a little lost in thought as they walked along the wall of the barn, she said, "He was kind of a botanical artist," Dylan followed her as she continued, "And pretty soon, he had this big business going." Jodi turned to Dylan as they reached a ladder built into the wall of the barn and said, "Then my parents died and left me the business," motioning for him to climb up ahead of her as she added, "whether I wanted it or not." Dylan reached the top of the ladder and stepped onto the second story of the barn, only to see the most professional grow room he'd ever seen at the top. Jodi reached the top a moment later, walking over to where Dylan stood in awe of the plastic encased room. "This is incredible!" he said enthusiastically as she passed him, chuckling as she said, "Come on, Check it out."
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Jodi sat at a table amidst the hundreds of tall marijuana plants; typing on her laptop and packing up a small bag of weed as Dylan strolled around the grow room, admiring the hydroponic system. "How many strains you got goin' here?" he asked, looking at her when she scoffed and replied, "At one time? Maybe twenty, thirty varieties." As he walked over, watching her smell the bag with a smile, she said, "I blend them, I crossbreed them," and she held out the small bag to Dylan as she added, "It's the part I love." Taking it from her and eyeing the dark purple, dense nugs in the bag, he said, "Yeah, I can tell."
There was a short silence before Jodi said, "I need you to do something for me." Shifting his weight between this legs a little, he asked, "Oh yeah? What's that?" Turning to him and giving him a serious look, she said, "I never should have given my brother Gil's position. He can't handle it." Dylan's eyes went wide, thinking of the possibilities of what she was about to ask him to do. Seeing this, Jodi went back to working with the weed in front of her on the table as she said, "Relax, this isn't a test. I'm not gonna cut your head off if you betray Zane." "That's good to know," he answered, sighing slightly. She looked up at him as she said, "But here's what I need you to do for me," pausing for a second before she added in a serious tone, "I need you to watch him, make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. Basically, I want you to run things...without letting him know you're running things." Turning back to her computer, her voice lightened as she quipped, "It's not gonna be hard." Dylan looked to the ground as he spoke up and said, "Speaking of running things, If you're in charge how come I never see you?" She didn't look away from the screen of the laptop as she answered, "I don't like getting my hands dirty." "Does Daisy?" he asked, his voice low as he looked up.
"She doesn't seem to mind..." Jodi sighed as she turned to face Dylan and added, "I'm glad to see her smile again." Dylan smirked uncontrollably, making Jodi chuckle as she said, turning back to her work, "Take that to her, she'll be even happier." He remembered the weed in his jacket pocket she'd handed him earlier and nodded, turning to leave the through the opening in the plastic grow room. Dylan was nervous about the new burden on his shoulders; being responsible for Zane was not his idea of a promotion. Regardless, his smile grew as he climbed down the ladder of the barn and hurried out, back to the house where he knew she'd be waiting.
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