Chapter 16 "Lines of Communication"
A/N: I'm back guys. Sorry it's been a while. I was working on "Choices 14" and then I was in Mississippi for ten days for a youth camp. But I didn't forget my fics, gave me time to think about this next chapter.
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34 RED IBIS LANE
LOS ANGELES CALIFORNIA
6:55 PM
This time when Jade came back home from Karate practice her mother wasn't there to greet her in the kitchen. Jade set her black duffel bag on the counter top, pulling out a hand written note that had been stuck underneath it.
*Had to work a drug sting guys. Promise I'll be careful. Should be home by one at the latest if all goes down the way it should
Love ya*
Ming was a seasoned cop, with years of experience under her belt, but her family still worried about her. Jade grabbed her bag and headed towards her room.
Her room. It seemed so weird to her. Up until Cree's disappearance, the two sisters had always shared a room. Neither of them had a real problem with it when they were little, considering it a giant slumber party every night. But as Cree got older she wanted the space that every teen girl desired. She and Jade had argued over it for a long time, Cree telling her little sister that she didn't love her any less if she got the permission to move into their dad's old den; just that she needed some time to herself.
Ming and Peter finally started to waiver on the idea. They had finally decided to do it and wanted to save it for a birthday present, but decided instead to tell their oldest daughter after she came back from the Karaoke bar.
But that chance had gone to hell after that night.
Jade threw her stuff on her sister's empty black wood bed. Their room had originally been the master bedroom so it was very spacious, with a view over the Los Angeles Skyline. Ming and Peter had paid off the house in about a year with some help from Ming's brother who was a Neurosurgeon, and had converted another bedroom into another master so their daughters could have a big room from the start.
Cree's side of the room remained just as was that night before she left to meet her sister at the bar, the red dress Cree had wanted to wear, but decided against still lay where she draped it over the headboard. Even her black sandal heals were positioned at the head of the bed in the same disarray that the girl had left them in when she heard Jack's car horn from the window.
Jade wiped off some of the sweat from her practice with her white gym towel; pitching her bag into the walk-in closet they had shared.
She sat on her bed, looking at Cree's side of the room, finding it weird to see it so clean. Neither Cree nor her were exactly neat freaks. They cleaned up after themselves, but they usually had the tendency to only clean up "well" once a month.
Ming had straightened out a little, trying to induce home therapy by allowing herself to sort through her daughter's things.
The digital clock on the black end table flashed a bright red "7:00" /Should study for that bio exam/ Jade grabbed her school books, spreading out her notes and biology worksheets atop the covers on her bed.
She drew her legs under her body and sat cross-legged, opening the textbook in her lap. She mentally went through the process of mitosis and meiosis, using anagrams and analogies to keep them fresh in her mind for the test tomorrow.
The red cordless phone ringing on the dresser broke her concentration. Cree checked her watch /7:25 Not too late, probably mom, or maybe Chelsea/ Jade climbed off the bed, careful not to disturb her set up. She picked up the phone, hearing the "click" as she pressed the "talk button"
"Hello?"
There was no sound on the other line except for the very faint noise of music playing in the background.
"HELLO?" Jade tried again, louder /Too late for pranks/ "Who is this?"
Still nothing but very quiet music, "Is anyone there?"
She finally hung up, frustrated. /Who was that?/ Her thoughts were reeling. She sat back on her bed, trying to gain her concentration back.
"Jade?"
The voice made her look up. Peter Amston looked in the room "Hey how was practice?"
"Fine" Jade answered, not looking up.
At 5'10 with chocolate brown hair and hazel eyes Peter was a handsome man, not really loosing much in the looks department at his current age of 43. His job as a construction worker kept him in shape, as well as the days when had two little girls to chase around. His jeans and blue cotton Pistons shirt smelled of his soap and clean laundry.
"Mom's working late" Jade spoke out to her dad
"I know" Peter informed, "I saw the note. Sure she'll be fine honey"
"You trying to convince me or yourself?" Jade asked in a light joke
It got Peter to smile. "You eat yet?"
"Mom made soup"
Peter smiled again "My woman makes soup and I missed it. Guess it's frozen pizza for me"
"There's still some left in the fridge," Jade told him
"Why don't you join me?" seeing her about to disapprove he went on "C'mon take a study break, you can keep me company, nibble on some bread or something. Please? Your dad don't wanna be alone tonight" his voice went melodramatic.
"Dad your nuts" Jade analyzed.
"Comes from living with mom all these years"
Jade climbed off her bed "Okay then. Ten minutes dad, I need to keep working"
Peter's smile was proud "Yes ma'am"
Jade was about to join her father when her phone rang again
"Hello?"
Nothing, just like before
"Stop doing this" Jade hung up.
"What was that?" Peter heard the call
"Nothing" Jade reassured her father "Some prank caller"
"If you say so sweetie" Peter agreed with his daughter "If it happens too much, let mom know so her department can run a check."
"Eat first," Jade stated, realizing how hungry she was then. She hadn't eaten since 1:00. She followed her dad into the kitchen.
*****
SEATTLE
SECTOR 10
"Boo whatcha up to?" Cindy came out of the bathroom, drying off the ends of her hair.
"Nuthin' really" Cree hung up the phone, setting the unit back in the base. "Hope Max is doin' okay alone with Jack" she changed the subject, listening to the Ashanti CD playing in the stereo for a few more seconds before switching it off.
Cindy threw the towel on a chair and joined Cree on the couch. "My girl can take care of herself. Jack's the only one you need to worry bout"
"Probably right there" Cree agreed, raking her hands through her jet-black hair.
She felt Cindy brush back some hair, and turned to see what she was doing.
"Nice" Cindy was looking at the dragon tattooed on Cree's shoulder.
"Convinced my mom to let me get it for my 15th birthday." Cree told her "Had to let her know, since I wasn't legal she needed to sign a consent." Her voice changed as she spoke of her mother.
Cindy dropped the hair back over Cree's back without a word. "Your moms, kinda business is she in?"
"LAPD" Cree answered back
Cindy looked at her "For real? Sounds like my kinda woman."
"Thanks" Cree took it as a compliment. "Gamma wanted her to go into a 'distinguished field' like medicine, but mom was kinda a rebel. She entered the Police Academy a year after she and daddy got married. Might've made sergeant once but she took two three month leaves to have me and my baby sister, so she decided it'd be too long hours to be away from her babies" Cree's voice held pride when she told her new friend about her mother's accomplishments; but it was also terribly sad.
The first few days at Hell, when she was allowed time in-between customers on slow days she would lie on the grimy "client bed" (always chained) and would think of her mother; of what she would do, especially as a cop, when she saw her daughter in a place like that. As three painful years rolled by Cree switched her wishing from being able to go back home, to being able to see her mom once more before her captures or a customer killed her.
But after she saw that door left open by that man, she had made up her mind that she wanted to live long enough to see her family, and to seek vengeance on Jack for stealing her innocence.
When her body was being abused by a nameless man with bad breath; one of the only things that kept her stamina from going out was visualizing Jack's balls coming away in her hands after she sliced them off and then made him eat them piece by piece.
"Girl you okay?" Cindy didn't like the way Cree had gone quiet all of a sudden.
Cree sighed, "I know he never loved me Cindy, but he was the first guy I was ever with and now-" a pause "I don't know if I can ever be comfortable around men again. I'll just think of them all as an ass with a plan like Jack or just asses like all them who came to me for a hit"
"Suga, Original Cindy knows that you've been through more shit then she could ever deal with, and inspite her non-preference of the other gender; the male species ain't all shit face lyin' playas. Take my boo's squeeze," Cindy turned to face Cree more "Seemed like a straight up blue collared white guy; but he's put himself out there for Max; helpin' her with family shit, even done OC a few favors. Boys down."
"Yeah but he's in the minority." Cree argued
"So's the Jack Warren crowd" Cindy let her know "Don't let that fucker win his game wid you. Break off his shit, take your life back."
"I want too," Cree admitted, tucking her legs under her body
"Then go ahead girl" Cindy finished "Deserve the renewal shot more then half the peeps I know."
"Do my best" Cree lightened her tone a little. "Thanks" her voice was sincere.
Cindy hugged her "No prob boo." She pulled back "You're my girl now too so I got your back."
"Gotta meet my mom when I hook up with her again." Cree told her
"S'what I'm talkin' bout suga" Cindy offered her a smile. "Whatdya say we make this a veg out night? "Tomb Raider" comes on in five. Croft is a fine piece of woman."
"Defiantly." Although Cree wasn't a lesbian, she did think Laura Croft was a good looking woman.
Cindy flipped on the TV, switching the channels to movie they wanted.
"Logan ever do movies with Max?" Cree asked randomly as they waited for the movie to start.
Cindy shook her head negatively "Max always claims Logan makes dinner for her, they talk, play chess and then she's back here, that's it." There was disbelief in Cindy's tone.
"Never pulled an all nighter?" Cree asked, "I mean the man's sweet and he's hot, it's the best combo."
"My girl's old shit face Darren was only after her for the gong bangin'. Finally my boo let him know where he could shove it. Max's got a bad rap with her past, hard for her in the commitment side of things"
"Sounds like someone I know" Cree informed "Gonna be fireworks when those two consummate."
"Explosions boo" Cindy corrected as the movie finally started.
*****
153 KEYSTONE AVE
SECTOR NINE
9:12 PM
"Yeah I'm feelin' you just fine" Jack breathed into the phone as Max came back through the bathroom door.
"Want me to lick you baby?" The voluptuous woman cooed on the other line in a deep throaty voice.
"Oh yeah" Jack agreed
"Janet" gave a deep sigh/sex noise "Where at?"
"Pick your spot-" his sentence was cut short by Max yanking the phone from him.
"What the hell are you doin'?" she spat at him, seeing him with the phone that he had managed to find another line for.
"Baby?" Janet voice came through the phone.
"Baby's tied up right now. Need to get your skank on with someone else" she hung up and threw the phone against the wall, smashing the receiver in pieces.
"Can't cut me off from the world!-" Jack argued in a pissy voice.
"Hittin' Dial-A-Porn don't count as connectin' with society." She shoved Jack back down on the bed.
"Wouldn't have to walk my fingers down porn numbers at all if you'd give into your desires-"
"Got a desire to loose that little limp snake in your pants?" she gripped his neck, then let it go. "Next time you got somethin' to say that didn't make it from your brain to your mouth I'd shut it up."
She fell back into the chair she had been occupying all this time, leafing through an old magazine. /Prick/
Her phone rang again.
"Yeah?"
"Holdin' up?" Logan asked from the other end.
"You down on the phrase 'you owe me'?"
"You volunteered Max," he informed
"Didn't know 'babysitting a porn hungry slime sucker was in the contract."
"It's in the fine print right after 'ass kicking'" Logan answered.
"Don't sound so amused" Max spoke out
"I'm not"
"Good to know"
"Yeah" Logan agreed "So anyway I called because I coming around the hallway right now. Thought you'd might like break-"
"Bring food?"
"Of course"
"Then you da man"
Logan knocked on the door a few seconds later. "Hey"
"Sorry I didn't have a chance to clean the place up" Max quipped, moving aside to let him in.
Logan set the bag on the chair since the room completely lacked chairs. "I didn't have time to make anything. It's just take-out Chinese."
"Better then the rat carcasses in the fridge." She pulled out the box of mu-shu pork
and re-claimed her seat, immediately diving into the food.
"So" Logan looked around the room, stopping his gaze on Jack "Handling things here?"
"Breakin' him in" Max said after swallowing "Shoots his mouth off I smack him down, yadayada"
"Gonna let a guy starve to death?" Jack called out from where he was handcuffed
"You can go two weeks without food slime." Max answered, but after a second she threw a fortune cookie at his head "Can't stand to see a dumb animal suffer."
"He tried to make a break yet?" Logan spoke in hushed tones to Max
"Once, he's got some nice handcuff burns from the attempt" she chucked the now empty take-out box in the trash.
"You get the chance to grill him?"
"Yeah, interrogated some shit out of him. Turns out his guy was suppose to meet him at his chop shop to check his progress on bringing in Cree. Still didn't give me an address."
Logan didn't say anything, turning to face Jack "Where were you suppose to meet up with your boss?"
"Told you before man." Jack began "Ain't none of you or your pissy girlfriend's business what I do when I do it. Not breakin' out total anarchy on my boy."
Logan became impatient, and this time he was the one to grip Jack by his neck, not as hard as Max was able to do, but enough to lessen the flow of air from the boy's windpipe.
"Wanna know about anarchy? If you don't tell me the location of that place I'll make sure you spend your prison days getting spit at and roughed up by some bigoted hands on some communists streets."
"Place is a warehouse in Sector 13." Warren finally admitted
"Numbers shit." Max got up from the chair and stood beside Logan
"23 34th Street. Place is old storage warehouse" Jack at last gave them the information "not like it'll do you good. There's enough junk yard pit bulls to leave you in pieces on the ground."
Logan ignored his comment "Say we check it out."
"Whose gonna baby-sit?" Max asked
"I could call in a favor to Det. Sung, there might be a drunk tank open tonight."
"Then make the call" Max informed
*****
I put a little more of Logan getting pissy in here b/c I don't think he'd go back down to genteel with Jack in the same room. His stint about anarchy is dedicated to Mulder's remark to that prisoner in the ep called "Terma" on X Files.
Cindy and Cree's discussion of the M/L thing was inspired as well by what Cindy and Kendra would say about the pair in season one.
This series is not ending anytime soon, I want a decent ending, not one just thrown together in ten minutes.
Next chapter, I'll add a lil more M/L
R/R/ please
A/N: I'm back guys. Sorry it's been a while. I was working on "Choices 14" and then I was in Mississippi for ten days for a youth camp. But I didn't forget my fics, gave me time to think about this next chapter.
*****
34 RED IBIS LANE
LOS ANGELES CALIFORNIA
6:55 PM
This time when Jade came back home from Karate practice her mother wasn't there to greet her in the kitchen. Jade set her black duffel bag on the counter top, pulling out a hand written note that had been stuck underneath it.
*Had to work a drug sting guys. Promise I'll be careful. Should be home by one at the latest if all goes down the way it should
Love ya*
Ming was a seasoned cop, with years of experience under her belt, but her family still worried about her. Jade grabbed her bag and headed towards her room.
Her room. It seemed so weird to her. Up until Cree's disappearance, the two sisters had always shared a room. Neither of them had a real problem with it when they were little, considering it a giant slumber party every night. But as Cree got older she wanted the space that every teen girl desired. She and Jade had argued over it for a long time, Cree telling her little sister that she didn't love her any less if she got the permission to move into their dad's old den; just that she needed some time to herself.
Ming and Peter finally started to waiver on the idea. They had finally decided to do it and wanted to save it for a birthday present, but decided instead to tell their oldest daughter after she came back from the Karaoke bar.
But that chance had gone to hell after that night.
Jade threw her stuff on her sister's empty black wood bed. Their room had originally been the master bedroom so it was very spacious, with a view over the Los Angeles Skyline. Ming and Peter had paid off the house in about a year with some help from Ming's brother who was a Neurosurgeon, and had converted another bedroom into another master so their daughters could have a big room from the start.
Cree's side of the room remained just as was that night before she left to meet her sister at the bar, the red dress Cree had wanted to wear, but decided against still lay where she draped it over the headboard. Even her black sandal heals were positioned at the head of the bed in the same disarray that the girl had left them in when she heard Jack's car horn from the window.
Jade wiped off some of the sweat from her practice with her white gym towel; pitching her bag into the walk-in closet they had shared.
She sat on her bed, looking at Cree's side of the room, finding it weird to see it so clean. Neither Cree nor her were exactly neat freaks. They cleaned up after themselves, but they usually had the tendency to only clean up "well" once a month.
Ming had straightened out a little, trying to induce home therapy by allowing herself to sort through her daughter's things.
The digital clock on the black end table flashed a bright red "7:00" /Should study for that bio exam/ Jade grabbed her school books, spreading out her notes and biology worksheets atop the covers on her bed.
She drew her legs under her body and sat cross-legged, opening the textbook in her lap. She mentally went through the process of mitosis and meiosis, using anagrams and analogies to keep them fresh in her mind for the test tomorrow.
The red cordless phone ringing on the dresser broke her concentration. Cree checked her watch /7:25 Not too late, probably mom, or maybe Chelsea/ Jade climbed off the bed, careful not to disturb her set up. She picked up the phone, hearing the "click" as she pressed the "talk button"
"Hello?"
There was no sound on the other line except for the very faint noise of music playing in the background.
"HELLO?" Jade tried again, louder /Too late for pranks/ "Who is this?"
Still nothing but very quiet music, "Is anyone there?"
She finally hung up, frustrated. /Who was that?/ Her thoughts were reeling. She sat back on her bed, trying to gain her concentration back.
"Jade?"
The voice made her look up. Peter Amston looked in the room "Hey how was practice?"
"Fine" Jade answered, not looking up.
At 5'10 with chocolate brown hair and hazel eyes Peter was a handsome man, not really loosing much in the looks department at his current age of 43. His job as a construction worker kept him in shape, as well as the days when had two little girls to chase around. His jeans and blue cotton Pistons shirt smelled of his soap and clean laundry.
"Mom's working late" Jade spoke out to her dad
"I know" Peter informed, "I saw the note. Sure she'll be fine honey"
"You trying to convince me or yourself?" Jade asked in a light joke
It got Peter to smile. "You eat yet?"
"Mom made soup"
Peter smiled again "My woman makes soup and I missed it. Guess it's frozen pizza for me"
"There's still some left in the fridge," Jade told him
"Why don't you join me?" seeing her about to disapprove he went on "C'mon take a study break, you can keep me company, nibble on some bread or something. Please? Your dad don't wanna be alone tonight" his voice went melodramatic.
"Dad your nuts" Jade analyzed.
"Comes from living with mom all these years"
Jade climbed off her bed "Okay then. Ten minutes dad, I need to keep working"
Peter's smile was proud "Yes ma'am"
Jade was about to join her father when her phone rang again
"Hello?"
Nothing, just like before
"Stop doing this" Jade hung up.
"What was that?" Peter heard the call
"Nothing" Jade reassured her father "Some prank caller"
"If you say so sweetie" Peter agreed with his daughter "If it happens too much, let mom know so her department can run a check."
"Eat first," Jade stated, realizing how hungry she was then. She hadn't eaten since 1:00. She followed her dad into the kitchen.
*****
SEATTLE
SECTOR 10
"Boo whatcha up to?" Cindy came out of the bathroom, drying off the ends of her hair.
"Nuthin' really" Cree hung up the phone, setting the unit back in the base. "Hope Max is doin' okay alone with Jack" she changed the subject, listening to the Ashanti CD playing in the stereo for a few more seconds before switching it off.
Cindy threw the towel on a chair and joined Cree on the couch. "My girl can take care of herself. Jack's the only one you need to worry bout"
"Probably right there" Cree agreed, raking her hands through her jet-black hair.
She felt Cindy brush back some hair, and turned to see what she was doing.
"Nice" Cindy was looking at the dragon tattooed on Cree's shoulder.
"Convinced my mom to let me get it for my 15th birthday." Cree told her "Had to let her know, since I wasn't legal she needed to sign a consent." Her voice changed as she spoke of her mother.
Cindy dropped the hair back over Cree's back without a word. "Your moms, kinda business is she in?"
"LAPD" Cree answered back
Cindy looked at her "For real? Sounds like my kinda woman."
"Thanks" Cree took it as a compliment. "Gamma wanted her to go into a 'distinguished field' like medicine, but mom was kinda a rebel. She entered the Police Academy a year after she and daddy got married. Might've made sergeant once but she took two three month leaves to have me and my baby sister, so she decided it'd be too long hours to be away from her babies" Cree's voice held pride when she told her new friend about her mother's accomplishments; but it was also terribly sad.
The first few days at Hell, when she was allowed time in-between customers on slow days she would lie on the grimy "client bed" (always chained) and would think of her mother; of what she would do, especially as a cop, when she saw her daughter in a place like that. As three painful years rolled by Cree switched her wishing from being able to go back home, to being able to see her mom once more before her captures or a customer killed her.
But after she saw that door left open by that man, she had made up her mind that she wanted to live long enough to see her family, and to seek vengeance on Jack for stealing her innocence.
When her body was being abused by a nameless man with bad breath; one of the only things that kept her stamina from going out was visualizing Jack's balls coming away in her hands after she sliced them off and then made him eat them piece by piece.
"Girl you okay?" Cindy didn't like the way Cree had gone quiet all of a sudden.
Cree sighed, "I know he never loved me Cindy, but he was the first guy I was ever with and now-" a pause "I don't know if I can ever be comfortable around men again. I'll just think of them all as an ass with a plan like Jack or just asses like all them who came to me for a hit"
"Suga, Original Cindy knows that you've been through more shit then she could ever deal with, and inspite her non-preference of the other gender; the male species ain't all shit face lyin' playas. Take my boo's squeeze," Cindy turned to face Cree more "Seemed like a straight up blue collared white guy; but he's put himself out there for Max; helpin' her with family shit, even done OC a few favors. Boys down."
"Yeah but he's in the minority." Cree argued
"So's the Jack Warren crowd" Cindy let her know "Don't let that fucker win his game wid you. Break off his shit, take your life back."
"I want too," Cree admitted, tucking her legs under her body
"Then go ahead girl" Cindy finished "Deserve the renewal shot more then half the peeps I know."
"Do my best" Cree lightened her tone a little. "Thanks" her voice was sincere.
Cindy hugged her "No prob boo." She pulled back "You're my girl now too so I got your back."
"Gotta meet my mom when I hook up with her again." Cree told her
"S'what I'm talkin' bout suga" Cindy offered her a smile. "Whatdya say we make this a veg out night? "Tomb Raider" comes on in five. Croft is a fine piece of woman."
"Defiantly." Although Cree wasn't a lesbian, she did think Laura Croft was a good looking woman.
Cindy flipped on the TV, switching the channels to movie they wanted.
"Logan ever do movies with Max?" Cree asked randomly as they waited for the movie to start.
Cindy shook her head negatively "Max always claims Logan makes dinner for her, they talk, play chess and then she's back here, that's it." There was disbelief in Cindy's tone.
"Never pulled an all nighter?" Cree asked, "I mean the man's sweet and he's hot, it's the best combo."
"My girl's old shit face Darren was only after her for the gong bangin'. Finally my boo let him know where he could shove it. Max's got a bad rap with her past, hard for her in the commitment side of things"
"Sounds like someone I know" Cree informed "Gonna be fireworks when those two consummate."
"Explosions boo" Cindy corrected as the movie finally started.
*****
153 KEYSTONE AVE
SECTOR NINE
9:12 PM
"Yeah I'm feelin' you just fine" Jack breathed into the phone as Max came back through the bathroom door.
"Want me to lick you baby?" The voluptuous woman cooed on the other line in a deep throaty voice.
"Oh yeah" Jack agreed
"Janet" gave a deep sigh/sex noise "Where at?"
"Pick your spot-" his sentence was cut short by Max yanking the phone from him.
"What the hell are you doin'?" she spat at him, seeing him with the phone that he had managed to find another line for.
"Baby?" Janet voice came through the phone.
"Baby's tied up right now. Need to get your skank on with someone else" she hung up and threw the phone against the wall, smashing the receiver in pieces.
"Can't cut me off from the world!-" Jack argued in a pissy voice.
"Hittin' Dial-A-Porn don't count as connectin' with society." She shoved Jack back down on the bed.
"Wouldn't have to walk my fingers down porn numbers at all if you'd give into your desires-"
"Got a desire to loose that little limp snake in your pants?" she gripped his neck, then let it go. "Next time you got somethin' to say that didn't make it from your brain to your mouth I'd shut it up."
She fell back into the chair she had been occupying all this time, leafing through an old magazine. /Prick/
Her phone rang again.
"Yeah?"
"Holdin' up?" Logan asked from the other end.
"You down on the phrase 'you owe me'?"
"You volunteered Max," he informed
"Didn't know 'babysitting a porn hungry slime sucker was in the contract."
"It's in the fine print right after 'ass kicking'" Logan answered.
"Don't sound so amused" Max spoke out
"I'm not"
"Good to know"
"Yeah" Logan agreed "So anyway I called because I coming around the hallway right now. Thought you'd might like break-"
"Bring food?"
"Of course"
"Then you da man"
Logan knocked on the door a few seconds later. "Hey"
"Sorry I didn't have a chance to clean the place up" Max quipped, moving aside to let him in.
Logan set the bag on the chair since the room completely lacked chairs. "I didn't have time to make anything. It's just take-out Chinese."
"Better then the rat carcasses in the fridge." She pulled out the box of mu-shu pork
and re-claimed her seat, immediately diving into the food.
"So" Logan looked around the room, stopping his gaze on Jack "Handling things here?"
"Breakin' him in" Max said after swallowing "Shoots his mouth off I smack him down, yadayada"
"Gonna let a guy starve to death?" Jack called out from where he was handcuffed
"You can go two weeks without food slime." Max answered, but after a second she threw a fortune cookie at his head "Can't stand to see a dumb animal suffer."
"He tried to make a break yet?" Logan spoke in hushed tones to Max
"Once, he's got some nice handcuff burns from the attempt" she chucked the now empty take-out box in the trash.
"You get the chance to grill him?"
"Yeah, interrogated some shit out of him. Turns out his guy was suppose to meet him at his chop shop to check his progress on bringing in Cree. Still didn't give me an address."
Logan didn't say anything, turning to face Jack "Where were you suppose to meet up with your boss?"
"Told you before man." Jack began "Ain't none of you or your pissy girlfriend's business what I do when I do it. Not breakin' out total anarchy on my boy."
Logan became impatient, and this time he was the one to grip Jack by his neck, not as hard as Max was able to do, but enough to lessen the flow of air from the boy's windpipe.
"Wanna know about anarchy? If you don't tell me the location of that place I'll make sure you spend your prison days getting spit at and roughed up by some bigoted hands on some communists streets."
"Place is a warehouse in Sector 13." Warren finally admitted
"Numbers shit." Max got up from the chair and stood beside Logan
"23 34th Street. Place is old storage warehouse" Jack at last gave them the information "not like it'll do you good. There's enough junk yard pit bulls to leave you in pieces on the ground."
Logan ignored his comment "Say we check it out."
"Whose gonna baby-sit?" Max asked
"I could call in a favor to Det. Sung, there might be a drunk tank open tonight."
"Then make the call" Max informed
*****
I put a little more of Logan getting pissy in here b/c I don't think he'd go back down to genteel with Jack in the same room. His stint about anarchy is dedicated to Mulder's remark to that prisoner in the ep called "Terma" on X Files.
Cindy and Cree's discussion of the M/L thing was inspired as well by what Cindy and Kendra would say about the pair in season one.
This series is not ending anytime soon, I want a decent ending, not one just thrown together in ten minutes.
Next chapter, I'll add a lil more M/L
R/R/ please