Chapter 20: Take a Chance
A/N: Thanks to all the reviwers..I had a history test this week that I've been studying for for about five days now..think I deserve a break. Lots will happen here, M/L will have that "morning after" thing. Sorry, no pillow talk, I'm not a romance novelist. Ty is here too, the inspiration for him was taken from the carpenter Ty Pettington of the TLC's show "Trading Spaces" Let's face it, he's hot, and hilarious, so this is my homage to him. Ming and Cree, don't know if they will meet up in this chapter, I have to see how it plays out. Like I said I need a reason for the reunion to be there, it will off set the mood otherwise. But if it's not here it'll defiantly be in the next. I want them back together just as bad as everyone else.
*****
SECTOR 10
8:35 AM
THE NEXT MORNING
"You met up with your hot boy outside Crash?" Cindy talked to Cree, sitting at the table with her.
Cree turned to her "Must be hot if you give him props" she wasn't like Max in the hiding relationship thing. "But he's not my boy" she was like her about that though. "It was a three hour shack up"
"You know his name and job?" Cindy asked
"It's Ty, and he's a fireman" Cree answered back
"Then suga I'd say he's on the way to bein' your boy" Cindy leaned back in her chair. "Fireman huh? Nice to have a man who knows what to do when things get hot"
Cree didn't answer and sipped her coffee. "Speaking of things gettin' hot" a smile formed on her face "Max didn't come home last night"
Cindy smiled too, she held up her coffee mug "Here's to our girl for finally takin' it up a notch"
"True that" Cree agreed. "How long we gonna wait till we ask bout it?"
"How many seconds in a minute?" Cindy returned
*****
FOGGLE TOWERS
Logan was still asleep after Max came out of the bathroom. Which was good, since she had a smile on her face that Lydecker couldn't even slap off. She had kidded Logan on his "making love" remark, but honestly that's what it was. She had had sex before this, countless times because of her damn heat cycles. But this is the first time she was with a guy who gave a damn about her needs. Logan wasn't all gushy and cooey last night, but he did try to satisfy her, ask her what she liked. And as for the sex part of the "making love" it wasn't up to porn status, but she wouldn't need her morning cup of coffee if she could get that beforehand.
She smiled at him, he looked like a little boy /defiantly NOT a boy though, all man/ She didn't know whether to kiss him like his long time lover or resort to her old ways.
"Hey sleeping beauty" she settled on her old ways, hitting him with a pillow "It's a new day"
"Can't believe you're up this early," Logan told her after he woke up.
Max shrugged "Comes with being a revved up soldier"
Logan sat up, grabbing his glasses off the end table and put them on. "Can't tell me what went on last night was a product of Manticore."
"No that was defiantly me" Max agreed
"Thank God" he used a familiar line, one of the first ones used when he met her.
"So-"
"So-" they shared a small laugh at the way their words tripped on each other.
"Not gonna go into that 'about last night speech' are ya?" Max was the first one to ask.
"Wasn't planning on it" Logan told her "I think we both can agree we know "about last night""
"So no regrets?"
Logan looked at her "Defiantly, why are you-"
"No" she interrupted "Just my old ways talkin' I had no regrets with Darren and he blew me off later, but said it was a 'fun time while it lasted"
"Max, Darren was-"
"A dick" Max finished for him
"Remember you said it first," Logan stated, he leaned forward to kiss her, assuming the right since she let him do more last night. Thankfully she agreed, and didn't pull away.
The kiss was short, but nice. "Everyone's gonna know, we just probably settled a few bets"
"Hey I'm not complaining" Logan informed. He kissed her again, deeper cupping her face with one hand.
"I gotta go to work ya know" she told him, pulling apart
"I know" Logan told her "But I can at least give you a good send off"
*****
LOS ANGELOS, CALIFORNIA
"Hey Amston" One of the fellow female officers in the precinct called out to Ming from her desk, which she happened to be passing by. The other officer held up the phone on Ming's desk "Your lines ringing"
"Thanks" Ming answered back, straightening out her jacket, having just come out of the locker room. She picked up the black receiver unit.
"Amston here"
"It's me mom" Jade answered from the other end
"Hey baby, what's up?" Ming greeted her daughter "Is there a problem?"
"No not really" Jade answered, "I just need you to give me a ride home today"
"What's wrong with the bus?"
"My drivers sick and the replacements a psycho mom, you could write up a whole file on him. He's already caused three accidents, no one will fire him though cause he's a friend of one of the transportation directors-"
"Okay girl I'm convinced" Ming interrupted "I'll meet you at 3:20 out front"
"Thanks" Jade responded
"Gonna have to be in my squad ride though hun, I have to head back to work right after we swing home"
"Fine" Jade agreed, "I'll be the buzz of every one on Monday morning because of it"
"So 3:20, no later aiight?"
"Mom know one says aiight anymore"
"I do" Ming told her "You gonna argue with a woman carrying a 22?"
Jade smiled "I'll see you after classes"
"Love ya baby"
"You too mom" she hung up
Ming hung up on her end. She saw her partner heading in with a cup of coffee "ready for action?"
"Soon as you get it in gear Ming" Dalton told her.
"I'm ready now," she informed, heading out. As she passed an open file cabinet she spilled over a file that was resting on top.
Ming bent down to pick it up, and noticed what was on the record. It was the hot car that had been reported a week ago.
Addendum: Juvenile J. Warren suspected of stripping the 99 Pontiac Firebird, and changing plates, car last seen around by locals at a chop shop near Seattle, Washington.
"Hey girl let's go" Dalton called out to Ming
Ming stood up with the file "I have to check something first"
*****
SEATTLE
SEATTLE CITY FIREHOUSE
LADDER 12
"Ty think fast!" Kenny, one of the other firemen, threw a football to his friend who was outside cleaning up some of the loose hoses as per his fire chief's instructions.
Ty dropped the hose, but caught the ball. "Man, I just got that straight"
"I'm sorry to upset your homemaker schedule" Kenny teased in response to which Ty threw the ball back at his head.
Kenny caught it "This one's gonna have some umph" he backed up "Go long"
Ty went as far as the garage door to the entrance of the firehouse. Kenny's aim was off set and the ball veered off to the right.
However, the ball didn't hit the ground. It was caught in the hands of someone. 5'4, black hair, brown eyes. Biker cut off pants and black tank top.
"Nice catch" Ty looked at the girl he met the other night.
"Say the same thing man" Kenny stated to Ty looking at Cree.
Ty shot him a death glare, before turning back around to face Cree. "You on your way to your job?"
"Something like that" Cree agreed, checking her watch "I've only got about two minutes before my boss starts bippin' it"
"Bippin?" Ty was confused
"You have to work there to know my pain" Cree informed him. "So this is your station?" she looked around the outside of the firehouse.
"Ladder Twelve" Ty agreed, "Want the grand tour?"
Cree checked her watch again "Gotta be the 60 second speed tour"
"Okay" Ty answered, clapping his hands together "This is the driveway-" he started pointing things out "fire trucks, hoses, Kenny" Ty pointed out his friend still standing in the driveway.
"Hey" Kenny said in return.
Cree did a wave back in response
"And this is the inside" Ty informed once they got there "I would show you more, but I'm on this tight schedule-"
"Speaking of which I gotta go" Cree broke in.
"Okay then, give me a call?"
"I don't have your number remember"
Ty looked confused "I didn't give it to you last night? Hold up for a sec then" he snatched some scrap paper and a crayon from one of the safety coloring packets that they handed out to kids and wrote the number down "Here, you're outta excuses now"
"What if I said I thought you were an SOB?" Cree asked
"Okay that would be an excuse" Ty answered "But you don't right?"
"I don't know you enough to make that call"
"There ya go" he held out the paper
She took it "Kay I really need to head out. My boss is a pain, but so is no money"
"So that means you'll call?" Ty sounded hopeful
"Pretty sure that's a safe bet," she agreed
*****
JAM PONY
The minute Max came through the entranceway, Cindy jumped her "Sup boo? I didn't hear ya come in last night"
"I was really quiet," Max lied, heading over to her locker.
"Not even you could be that quiet Max" Cindy told her. "It's obvious what went down between you and your boy last night, and it wasn't chess-"
"We played chess" Max interjected.
"Yeah before-"
"I got my thing put down" Max finished for her "That's what you were gonna say right?"
"Gonna say banged the gong" Cindy told her with a smile Does this mean it's confirmed now?"
"Maybe" Max answered with an almost non descript look, almost.
"All I can say is bout time boo" Cindy smiled again. "We'll hit Crash tonight to celebrate ya commin' out. And bring ya boy"
"Kay" Max agreed
Cindy looked dumbfounded "Didn't deny anything this time. You and him musta done some deep connectin' "
"Apparently there's a problem by the way your brain connects to the rest of you" Normal cut in on their conversation "Slacker's don't stay long in this department" he turned away from the two women, gazing out into the crowd of his employees "And where did Cree run away too huh? I'm gonna stop hiring these people if they don't WORK"
Just as Normal got in the hard emphasis on the word "work" during his tirade Cree appeared walking through the entrance way.
"Look who decided to roll out of bed and not get fired"
Cree ignored him, picking up a package from the stack on his desk "34 Industry, better get on it, bip bip bip" she said this all in one breath and shoved the box in her bag walking away in a hurry.
Normal for his part, just looked mad at his own words coming back to bite him in the ass "Sarcasm is not part of the work ethic missy"
"Gotta give me some skin on that boo" Cindy held out her hand, and Cree hit it in a 'low five' position. "Made it a little less anal in here"
"I try" Cree agreed. She looked towards Max "Think I can throw out a good guess as to what the convos been about over here" she paused "Glad for you Max, least one of us is gettin' lucky"
"Girl you got some luck with that boy you done hooked up with at Crash" Cindy told Cree straight out.
Max turned to Cree "He got a name?" she smiled, for once the tables were turned.
"He's just this fireman I met last night" Cree informed
"And his name is-" Max kept up the question
"Ty" Cree gave her an answer
"Ty" Max tested out the name, "Nice, why don't you bring him along tonight so I'm not the only one feelin' awkward"
"Max I barely know him" Cree informed
"Don't matter boo" Cindy jumped in "Max barely knew Logan the first time she met him and look what went down" she paused "Did he give you a connection?"
"Yeah, he gave me his home number at the fire house" Cree answered her question
"So call him" Cindy broke in.
Cree sighed "Things always seem to come back and bite me in the ass"
Cindy smiled at that "Cept this time it's good"
*****
LAPD
45TH PRECINCT
"Why the hell did you feel like I couldn't be in the loop on this?" Ming was a raged wild cat of emotions, demanding answers from her superior
"Under the circumstances Officer Amston-" the detective began "I didn't want to get your hopes up if it didn't go anywhere"
Ming stopped her feverish pacing and stood dead center behind her boss's desk "Only I have the right to decide if my hopes get up. My daughter has been missing for three years. Now maybe you think I'm crazy, but as her mother, I just have a feeling on this-"
"Ming" the detective addressed her by her first name for a softer, more personal approach "I don't want to tell you not to hope, but you know that the chances of finding a kidnapped victim alive diminishes as more time goes on-"
"I know that Sir" Ming broke in. "I've read the reports, hell I've seen it with that man who raped all those homeless girls last year, but this is my baby we're talking about, and with all due respect Sir, for all your knowledge and experience with the 45, you don't know what's it's like to be a mother. I brought her into this world, I sure as hell would feel something if she was taken out, and I don't. All I got is this pain cause she's missing, but I know she's still alive-"
"Your knowledge is based on your emotions" he told her "Now I'm sorry, but you've been through something terrible, and every parent always wants to believe their kid is still alive even if they're not, it's what keeps them going"
"It is" Ming agreed, gathering up the file she had picked up from the floor "I'd like your permission for some leave to go to Seattle-"
"Ming" the det. cut in
"I can get a flight out tonight and be back by Tuesday-"
"I don't think it's a good idea, you can't just go waltzing around doing police work in other states, your not FBI, you have no jurisdiction outside of LA-"
"I'm a mother det." Ming snapped back "Gives me jurisdiction to do whatever the hell I have to for my child." She paused "Now I'm going to Seattle with or without you're permission Sir. I don't want to loose my job over this, but I didn't want to loose Cree three years ago, and frankly she's more important. So you either give me your blessing, or I'll make this my resignation, its your call, but either way you can't stop me"
Her boss sighed, looking up to his officer "Go, do what you have to, but keep your head above water Ming. You're her mother, but you're also a cop, remember that"
"Thank you Sir" Ming addressed him formally.
"Good luck" he finished
*****
Hey, yeah ya know what?
I like the players
No Diggity, No doubt
Play on play that
Play on play that
Yo Dre drop the verse
*****
SECTOR 10
LATER THAT NIGHT
Cindy stood in front of the small bathroom mirror, adding some deep plum colored eye shadow to her lids, after which she rolled on some all day waterproof curl mascara.
[Dr. Dre]
It's going down fad to Blackstreet
The homeys got abby collab creations Funk like acne
No doubt I put it down never slouch
As long as my credit could vouch
A dog couldn't catch me, *ass* out
Tell me who could stop with Dre makin' moves
Attracting honeys like a magnet
Giving them ig-asms with my mellow accent
Still moving his flavor with the homeys Blackstreet & Teddy
The original rump shakers
Tonight was a celebration, both her girls got shacked up with something sweet, good for Cree and about damn time for Max. Cindy checked her reflection in the mirror, she wanted to pull out the stops. Angela was out, she had a deal in Chicago, but Cindy was a big girl, she could bounce back. She checked herself out, her eyes were basically smokin' went well with the reddish plum lipstick she was putting on.
"Mind if I borrow some liner?" Cree stepped into the tiny bathroom.
"Sure boo" Cindy finished using the pencil and set turned to hand it to Cree. "You're looking sweet tonight baby girl" Cindy checked Cree out who was wearing a burnt orange halter top, and black leather skirt with thigh high black leather boots. She pulled her hair into a loose upsweep, some loose tendrils falling around her shoulders. The cut of the top gave ample view of her black dragon tattoo.
Cree put on the liner around her pomegranate colored lips while Cindy kept checking her out. "Didn't know any better, I'd say you were dressin' to impress a certain fireman you met"
"Wouldn't say that" Cree argued, handing Cindy back her makeup. "Not gonna put on an act, he has to like me for who I am" she turned to face Cindy "But no harm in cleanin' up nice"
"Defiantly" Cindy agreed, she checked her watch "Should get goin'"
"Where's Max?" Cree asked as they exited the bathroom.
"Girl's never ready on time" Cindy told her "And she don't even need to primp that much" Cindy headed over to her room "Yo Max, girl we gotta move it out or we're gonna be late-" she pushed the door open to her friend's room.
"My my my" Cindy repeated for the second time in a week
[Teddy Riley]
Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strickly biz she don't play around
Cover much grounds
Got game by the pound
Gettin paid is her forte
Each and every day true player way
I can't get her outta my mind
I think about the girl all the time
"Look okay?" Max stood up straight from lacing up her boot.
"Suga you are somethin' to behold" Cindy told her.
Max beat out her friends in the leather department with black leather lace up flair pants and a black leather halter-esque style tank top in that it had a back strap around her neck that effectively covered up her barcode, but the straps came around down her across the edge of her shoulders with a deep U cut neck line. The back was dipped halfway down her back with criss cross lace ups. She pulled her hair up in a ponytail held together by a black clip. Her makeup was the same as it always was lip-gloss, mascara, but this she used a little red lip liner.
"Da-am" Cree drew out the words "Girl you're hot, Logan's gonna get a present tonight."
"Don't look so bad yourself" Max complimented on Cree.
"Kay ladies" Cindy interrupted "Should head out"
Cree snatched up "her" car keys "Max is gonna look hot ridin' her cycle in that"
*****
East side to the West Side
Push your fat rides it's no surprise
She got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
*****
SECTOR 12
"You gonna get laid tonight man?" Justin, Ty's roommate watched his friend add some gel to his sandy blonde semi long hair.
"No man" Ty turned to him "I'm just meeting up with that girl I met last night, some of her friends too"
"Whoo" Justin hooted at him "You dawg playa"
Ty threw a cushion at him on his leather chair in his bedroom "Man shut up" he put on his black Fossil sport's watch, and pulled on a leather jacket over his rust navy blue v-neck sweater, that showed a bit of the under shirt he wore underneath. His brown oxfords stomped on the floor as he snatched up his car keys from the bedside table. "I'm goin' now"
"I won't wait up for you honey" Justin teased
Ty smacked him upside the head "Get some new hobbies"
*****
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby your a perfect 10, I wanna get in
Can I get down so I can win
FOGGLE TOWERS
Logan killed the lights in his bedroom, snatching up his leather jacket off the back of one of his mahogany chairs. He turned off the music he was listening too, cutting off the modern symphony with rich undertones by stopping the CD. He checked his stove, and appliances in the kitchen. The area still smelled like Max, the cherry essence she always wore. A smile spread across his face at all that had transpired between them in the last few days. He knew he had feelings for her before they had sex. Moving to the next level took a long time, but when it came it was the best thing to happen to him in a long while.
Max didn't have to worry, he wanted her for more then her body. She was beautiful, yes, okay hot, but she was also witty, smart, she was his best friend.
Max had asked him out to Crash with Cindy and Cree tonight, and going out with her beat the hell outta working.
He turned off the lights in his office, snatching up his Aztec keys along the way. Once outside he locked the door, stopping to see Mrs. Moreno, his neighbor, heading to a friend of her who lived in the same building.
"Good evening Mrs. Moreno" Logan addressed her politely.
The older woman turned at the sound of his voice. "Why hello there Mr. Cale, going out I see?"
"Yes ma'am I am" he responded
She smiled "It's good to see a nice young man like you finally get out more. You spend too much time working." Her eyes were wise "I dare say it's a woman who's dragged you out of your solitude."
"You're right about that," Logan agreed. He rang the bell for the woman since her arms were full of groceries. "You have a good evening Mrs. Moreno"
"You as well Mr. Cale" she smiled at him again as he headed towards the elevator.
*****
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (bag it up girl)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (bag it up)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up
CRASH
Max lead the way with her friends, by passing the crowd, and heading towards their usual room in back.
"Go get our pitcher" Cindy informed, heading over to the bar.
"Kay girl" Max told her, sliding into a seat.
A minute or two later, Logan came down the stairs that lead to the back room, spotting Max at one of the circular tables.
[Blackstreet]
She's got class and style
Street knowledge, buy the pound
Baby never act wild, very low key on the profile
Catching villians is a no
Let me tell you how it goes
Curve's the word, spin's the verb
Lovers it curves so freak what you heard
"Hey" Max greeted him when she heard him come up
"Hey" he returned, Logan wasn't sure what to do as far as affection. He had slept with her, but one night didn't make them lovers. He pressed his luck though, and kissed her, soft and quiet on her mouth.
To his relief, she didn't pull away, and returned it.
"What I'm talkin' bout" Cindy came back with their drinks, making Logan pull apart, but not like he did something wrong, more like he got interrupted. "Park it boy" Cindy set the pitcher of beer on the table.
"Logan"
Cindy calling his name made him turn to her "I'm glad you finally quit beatin' round the bush with my girl and just did somethin' bout it, I close to give you a verbal smack down"
"Glad I acted when I did then" Logan said, producing a smile outta Cindy. He was now sitting in the chair beside Max.
"You and me both boo" Cindy agreed. "Here's to the consummate"
Max held up her glass "Feelin' the love" she looked at Logan
"Oh yeah, I'm feelin' it" he agreed.
"So where's mystery boy?" Max asked Cree
"Got me" Cree answered back "Told him when to meet up, the rest is up to him" she wasn't going to push it with Ty. If he wanted something from her he'd hafta start it, she needed to know he was a man of his word.
*****
OUTSIDE CRASH
Hey, yeah yeah hey, yea-ah
Ooo, ohh,
Talk to me yeah,
Whatta man, whatta man, whatta man
Whatta might good man
(Sing it again now)
Whatta man whatta man whatta mighty good man
Ty pulled up to Crash in is 68 Coup DeVille . What Justin referred to as the "pimp car" But Ty didn't bling bling it out with wide spokes or animal print seats. He just got it retouched in candy apple red and had a better sound system installed. Fireman weren't made of money. Besides he'd feel stupid. A white guy tryin' to act like a ghetto thug.
I wanna take a minute or two to give much respect to
To the man whose made a difference in my world
And though most men are holy keep it on the down low,
But I never heard about him with anther girl
But I don't sweat it, cause it's just pathetic to let it,
Keep me involved with all that 'he said she said' crap,
I know ain't no body worth it, I give props to those who deserve it,
And believe me ya'll he's worth it,
So here's to the people cause we got through the past I finally found somebody who could make me laugh
You so craz-ey, I think I wanna have your baby
(oww)
Whatta man whatta man what a mighty good man
(a mighty mighty good man)
Whatta man whatta man what a mighty good man)
He parked and headed over to the bar. It wasn't anything posh, but it looked decent enough. He spotted Cree's car next to a nice looking Ninja motorcycle.
He followed her directions about finding her in the back room, and started to look for her.
"Boo" the voice of the woman with her the other night called out to him.
Ty followed the sound, and found the group.
He saw Cree sitting next to her friend from the other night, and an attractive looking Hispanic woman next to what he presumed was her boy friend or husband.
"Glad you could make it" Cree smiled at him "This is Ty" she introduced the people with her to him "Cindy, Max and Logan"
"Hey" Max greeted him
"Hey yourself" Ty answered back "Hope you don't mind my joining you"
"Not a problem" Logan told him.
Ty sat in the seat Cindy vacated for him.
"So you're a fireman?" Max started up conversation
"Yeah" Ty agreed "My first year" he poured himself a pitcher, and removed his leather jacket to hang it on the back of the chair. "Ladder 12"
"Really?" Logan questioned, "My Uncle Jonas was there"
"Cool" Ty stated "a chief?"
"No" Logan shook his head "He funded it"
"Oh" Ty said, "Must've been rich"
"He was" Logan agreed
"Rich white bastard" Max added her two cents. She hated Uncle Jonas. If the man had called Logan "Junior" just once more she would've pounded his ass.
Logan clarified Max's remark "My family has a lot of money, but not a lot of charm. Uncle Jonas was kind of a bigot"
"Sorry" Ty said
Logan shrugged "Not a big deal" he sipped his drink.
"Cool tattoo" Ty dipped his head back to look at Cree's shoulder
"Thanks" she said "Kinda my rebel stage"
"Mine involved arson" Ty told her, watching the stunned look form on her face "Me and my kid brother set a bird house on fire. Decided to be a fireman after that, couldn't get feeling of achievement of putting it out out of my mind"
"My sister tried to have a camp out once in the back yard" Cree told him "Almost set the whole yard on fire, gave my mom such a ride since she had to call in some friends"
"She's a fireman-er woman?"
"No" Cree answered "A cop"
"Seriously?" Ty sounded impressed "That's cool. Bet it's nice to hang with her"
His remark struck a cord with Cree. "Yeah it is"
When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me,
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my h our of darkness, she is standing right in front of me,
Speaking words of wisdom,
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
*****
LA INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
"I'll be back as soon as I can" Ming pulled her pack on her shoulder.
"We'll be fine" Jade reassured, speaking for her and Peter. She hugged her mom. "Just go do what you said"
Ming kissed her "I'll do my damndest" she looked towards her husband "I have to do this Peter, I have to see if I'm right"
"I know" Peter answered, looking her right in the eye. "It's worth it" he hugged her.
She hugged him back, and kissed him.
"If you don't find her," he whispered this to her "Don't give up"
"You know me" she made him laugh at her remark.
"Final boarding for flight 34 to Seattle" came the FAA announcer over the intercom.
"Gotta go guys"
"We love you"
"Me too" Ming called out, heading over to the boarding zone.
And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be
And thought there may be heartache,
There is still a chance that they will see,
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be, yeah Let it be
Yeah there will an answer, let it be
Let it be,let it be let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
Ming found her seat after next to the window, and sat down. The flight attendant came around to check on her. "Can I get you anything Mrs-"
"*Officer* Amston " Ming corrected her, showing her her badge. "I'm fine thank you"
The attendant smiled "Alright Officer, please fasten your seatbelt" she left to check on other passengers.
"Ladies and gentleman" the captain came on the intercom "The crew of American Air welcomes you to this non stop flight from LA International to Seattle, Please fasten your seat belts and regard the no smoking signs. Do not operate electronic devices until we are air born. Thank you and enjoy your flight"
Ming started out the window, watching the plane take off. She had no idea if this was a sound lead, but, she didn't know, she had to go, she didn't want to give up just yet.
Your always in my head
You're like a cool breeze, on a summer's day
You're a river, running through a desert plane
You are my shelter from the pouring rain,
You are my comfort even before my pain..
I am but a vessel, so I sing, because you are in my head,
You're always in my head
In my dreams
You're always in my head...
*****
End
Next time guys, Cree will meet up with her mother. I tried, but it didn't fit here. Sorry. But DEFIANTLY next one. I got a LOT of coffee in my system and it gave me inspiration to finish this chapter. I had to est. the reason Ming went in search of Cree, she had to have some lead, not just go all over the US of A lookin' for her.
Don't know when this story will end, maybe in about fiveish more chaps, might even do a sequal..
Before I go, the songs used in this chapter in order are:
(everyone getting ready scene)
"No Diggity" Blacksteet featuring Dr. Dre and Queen Pen
(The CD Logan was listening too before leaving for Crash, had no lyrics, but it was mentioned):
"On an American Spiritual" David Holsinger
(Ty coming into Crash)
"Whatta Man" Salt-N-Peppa
(Ming boarding the plane)
"Let it be" John Lennon
(Ming looking out the window)
"Always in my Head" India Arie
R/R please
A/N: Thanks to all the reviwers..I had a history test this week that I've been studying for for about five days now..think I deserve a break. Lots will happen here, M/L will have that "morning after" thing. Sorry, no pillow talk, I'm not a romance novelist. Ty is here too, the inspiration for him was taken from the carpenter Ty Pettington of the TLC's show "Trading Spaces" Let's face it, he's hot, and hilarious, so this is my homage to him. Ming and Cree, don't know if they will meet up in this chapter, I have to see how it plays out. Like I said I need a reason for the reunion to be there, it will off set the mood otherwise. But if it's not here it'll defiantly be in the next. I want them back together just as bad as everyone else.
*****
SECTOR 10
8:35 AM
THE NEXT MORNING
"You met up with your hot boy outside Crash?" Cindy talked to Cree, sitting at the table with her.
Cree turned to her "Must be hot if you give him props" she wasn't like Max in the hiding relationship thing. "But he's not my boy" she was like her about that though. "It was a three hour shack up"
"You know his name and job?" Cindy asked
"It's Ty, and he's a fireman" Cree answered back
"Then suga I'd say he's on the way to bein' your boy" Cindy leaned back in her chair. "Fireman huh? Nice to have a man who knows what to do when things get hot"
Cree didn't answer and sipped her coffee. "Speaking of things gettin' hot" a smile formed on her face "Max didn't come home last night"
Cindy smiled too, she held up her coffee mug "Here's to our girl for finally takin' it up a notch"
"True that" Cree agreed. "How long we gonna wait till we ask bout it?"
"How many seconds in a minute?" Cindy returned
*****
FOGGLE TOWERS
Logan was still asleep after Max came out of the bathroom. Which was good, since she had a smile on her face that Lydecker couldn't even slap off. She had kidded Logan on his "making love" remark, but honestly that's what it was. She had had sex before this, countless times because of her damn heat cycles. But this is the first time she was with a guy who gave a damn about her needs. Logan wasn't all gushy and cooey last night, but he did try to satisfy her, ask her what she liked. And as for the sex part of the "making love" it wasn't up to porn status, but she wouldn't need her morning cup of coffee if she could get that beforehand.
She smiled at him, he looked like a little boy /defiantly NOT a boy though, all man/ She didn't know whether to kiss him like his long time lover or resort to her old ways.
"Hey sleeping beauty" she settled on her old ways, hitting him with a pillow "It's a new day"
"Can't believe you're up this early," Logan told her after he woke up.
Max shrugged "Comes with being a revved up soldier"
Logan sat up, grabbing his glasses off the end table and put them on. "Can't tell me what went on last night was a product of Manticore."
"No that was defiantly me" Max agreed
"Thank God" he used a familiar line, one of the first ones used when he met her.
"So-"
"So-" they shared a small laugh at the way their words tripped on each other.
"Not gonna go into that 'about last night speech' are ya?" Max was the first one to ask.
"Wasn't planning on it" Logan told her "I think we both can agree we know "about last night""
"So no regrets?"
Logan looked at her "Defiantly, why are you-"
"No" she interrupted "Just my old ways talkin' I had no regrets with Darren and he blew me off later, but said it was a 'fun time while it lasted"
"Max, Darren was-"
"A dick" Max finished for him
"Remember you said it first," Logan stated, he leaned forward to kiss her, assuming the right since she let him do more last night. Thankfully she agreed, and didn't pull away.
The kiss was short, but nice. "Everyone's gonna know, we just probably settled a few bets"
"Hey I'm not complaining" Logan informed. He kissed her again, deeper cupping her face with one hand.
"I gotta go to work ya know" she told him, pulling apart
"I know" Logan told her "But I can at least give you a good send off"
*****
LOS ANGELOS, CALIFORNIA
"Hey Amston" One of the fellow female officers in the precinct called out to Ming from her desk, which she happened to be passing by. The other officer held up the phone on Ming's desk "Your lines ringing"
"Thanks" Ming answered back, straightening out her jacket, having just come out of the locker room. She picked up the black receiver unit.
"Amston here"
"It's me mom" Jade answered from the other end
"Hey baby, what's up?" Ming greeted her daughter "Is there a problem?"
"No not really" Jade answered, "I just need you to give me a ride home today"
"What's wrong with the bus?"
"My drivers sick and the replacements a psycho mom, you could write up a whole file on him. He's already caused three accidents, no one will fire him though cause he's a friend of one of the transportation directors-"
"Okay girl I'm convinced" Ming interrupted "I'll meet you at 3:20 out front"
"Thanks" Jade responded
"Gonna have to be in my squad ride though hun, I have to head back to work right after we swing home"
"Fine" Jade agreed, "I'll be the buzz of every one on Monday morning because of it"
"So 3:20, no later aiight?"
"Mom know one says aiight anymore"
"I do" Ming told her "You gonna argue with a woman carrying a 22?"
Jade smiled "I'll see you after classes"
"Love ya baby"
"You too mom" she hung up
Ming hung up on her end. She saw her partner heading in with a cup of coffee "ready for action?"
"Soon as you get it in gear Ming" Dalton told her.
"I'm ready now," she informed, heading out. As she passed an open file cabinet she spilled over a file that was resting on top.
Ming bent down to pick it up, and noticed what was on the record. It was the hot car that had been reported a week ago.
Addendum: Juvenile J. Warren suspected of stripping the 99 Pontiac Firebird, and changing plates, car last seen around by locals at a chop shop near Seattle, Washington.
"Hey girl let's go" Dalton called out to Ming
Ming stood up with the file "I have to check something first"
*****
SEATTLE
SEATTLE CITY FIREHOUSE
LADDER 12
"Ty think fast!" Kenny, one of the other firemen, threw a football to his friend who was outside cleaning up some of the loose hoses as per his fire chief's instructions.
Ty dropped the hose, but caught the ball. "Man, I just got that straight"
"I'm sorry to upset your homemaker schedule" Kenny teased in response to which Ty threw the ball back at his head.
Kenny caught it "This one's gonna have some umph" he backed up "Go long"
Ty went as far as the garage door to the entrance of the firehouse. Kenny's aim was off set and the ball veered off to the right.
However, the ball didn't hit the ground. It was caught in the hands of someone. 5'4, black hair, brown eyes. Biker cut off pants and black tank top.
"Nice catch" Ty looked at the girl he met the other night.
"Say the same thing man" Kenny stated to Ty looking at Cree.
Ty shot him a death glare, before turning back around to face Cree. "You on your way to your job?"
"Something like that" Cree agreed, checking her watch "I've only got about two minutes before my boss starts bippin' it"
"Bippin?" Ty was confused
"You have to work there to know my pain" Cree informed him. "So this is your station?" she looked around the outside of the firehouse.
"Ladder Twelve" Ty agreed, "Want the grand tour?"
Cree checked her watch again "Gotta be the 60 second speed tour"
"Okay" Ty answered, clapping his hands together "This is the driveway-" he started pointing things out "fire trucks, hoses, Kenny" Ty pointed out his friend still standing in the driveway.
"Hey" Kenny said in return.
Cree did a wave back in response
"And this is the inside" Ty informed once they got there "I would show you more, but I'm on this tight schedule-"
"Speaking of which I gotta go" Cree broke in.
"Okay then, give me a call?"
"I don't have your number remember"
Ty looked confused "I didn't give it to you last night? Hold up for a sec then" he snatched some scrap paper and a crayon from one of the safety coloring packets that they handed out to kids and wrote the number down "Here, you're outta excuses now"
"What if I said I thought you were an SOB?" Cree asked
"Okay that would be an excuse" Ty answered "But you don't right?"
"I don't know you enough to make that call"
"There ya go" he held out the paper
She took it "Kay I really need to head out. My boss is a pain, but so is no money"
"So that means you'll call?" Ty sounded hopeful
"Pretty sure that's a safe bet," she agreed
*****
JAM PONY
The minute Max came through the entranceway, Cindy jumped her "Sup boo? I didn't hear ya come in last night"
"I was really quiet," Max lied, heading over to her locker.
"Not even you could be that quiet Max" Cindy told her. "It's obvious what went down between you and your boy last night, and it wasn't chess-"
"We played chess" Max interjected.
"Yeah before-"
"I got my thing put down" Max finished for her "That's what you were gonna say right?"
"Gonna say banged the gong" Cindy told her with a smile Does this mean it's confirmed now?"
"Maybe" Max answered with an almost non descript look, almost.
"All I can say is bout time boo" Cindy smiled again. "We'll hit Crash tonight to celebrate ya commin' out. And bring ya boy"
"Kay" Max agreed
Cindy looked dumbfounded "Didn't deny anything this time. You and him musta done some deep connectin' "
"Apparently there's a problem by the way your brain connects to the rest of you" Normal cut in on their conversation "Slacker's don't stay long in this department" he turned away from the two women, gazing out into the crowd of his employees "And where did Cree run away too huh? I'm gonna stop hiring these people if they don't WORK"
Just as Normal got in the hard emphasis on the word "work" during his tirade Cree appeared walking through the entrance way.
"Look who decided to roll out of bed and not get fired"
Cree ignored him, picking up a package from the stack on his desk "34 Industry, better get on it, bip bip bip" she said this all in one breath and shoved the box in her bag walking away in a hurry.
Normal for his part, just looked mad at his own words coming back to bite him in the ass "Sarcasm is not part of the work ethic missy"
"Gotta give me some skin on that boo" Cindy held out her hand, and Cree hit it in a 'low five' position. "Made it a little less anal in here"
"I try" Cree agreed. She looked towards Max "Think I can throw out a good guess as to what the convos been about over here" she paused "Glad for you Max, least one of us is gettin' lucky"
"Girl you got some luck with that boy you done hooked up with at Crash" Cindy told Cree straight out.
Max turned to Cree "He got a name?" she smiled, for once the tables were turned.
"He's just this fireman I met last night" Cree informed
"And his name is-" Max kept up the question
"Ty" Cree gave her an answer
"Ty" Max tested out the name, "Nice, why don't you bring him along tonight so I'm not the only one feelin' awkward"
"Max I barely know him" Cree informed
"Don't matter boo" Cindy jumped in "Max barely knew Logan the first time she met him and look what went down" she paused "Did he give you a connection?"
"Yeah, he gave me his home number at the fire house" Cree answered her question
"So call him" Cindy broke in.
Cree sighed "Things always seem to come back and bite me in the ass"
Cindy smiled at that "Cept this time it's good"
*****
LAPD
45TH PRECINCT
"Why the hell did you feel like I couldn't be in the loop on this?" Ming was a raged wild cat of emotions, demanding answers from her superior
"Under the circumstances Officer Amston-" the detective began "I didn't want to get your hopes up if it didn't go anywhere"
Ming stopped her feverish pacing and stood dead center behind her boss's desk "Only I have the right to decide if my hopes get up. My daughter has been missing for three years. Now maybe you think I'm crazy, but as her mother, I just have a feeling on this-"
"Ming" the detective addressed her by her first name for a softer, more personal approach "I don't want to tell you not to hope, but you know that the chances of finding a kidnapped victim alive diminishes as more time goes on-"
"I know that Sir" Ming broke in. "I've read the reports, hell I've seen it with that man who raped all those homeless girls last year, but this is my baby we're talking about, and with all due respect Sir, for all your knowledge and experience with the 45, you don't know what's it's like to be a mother. I brought her into this world, I sure as hell would feel something if she was taken out, and I don't. All I got is this pain cause she's missing, but I know she's still alive-"
"Your knowledge is based on your emotions" he told her "Now I'm sorry, but you've been through something terrible, and every parent always wants to believe their kid is still alive even if they're not, it's what keeps them going"
"It is" Ming agreed, gathering up the file she had picked up from the floor "I'd like your permission for some leave to go to Seattle-"
"Ming" the det. cut in
"I can get a flight out tonight and be back by Tuesday-"
"I don't think it's a good idea, you can't just go waltzing around doing police work in other states, your not FBI, you have no jurisdiction outside of LA-"
"I'm a mother det." Ming snapped back "Gives me jurisdiction to do whatever the hell I have to for my child." She paused "Now I'm going to Seattle with or without you're permission Sir. I don't want to loose my job over this, but I didn't want to loose Cree three years ago, and frankly she's more important. So you either give me your blessing, or I'll make this my resignation, its your call, but either way you can't stop me"
Her boss sighed, looking up to his officer "Go, do what you have to, but keep your head above water Ming. You're her mother, but you're also a cop, remember that"
"Thank you Sir" Ming addressed him formally.
"Good luck" he finished
*****
Hey, yeah ya know what?
I like the players
No Diggity, No doubt
Play on play that
Play on play that
Yo Dre drop the verse
*****
SECTOR 10
LATER THAT NIGHT
Cindy stood in front of the small bathroom mirror, adding some deep plum colored eye shadow to her lids, after which she rolled on some all day waterproof curl mascara.
[Dr. Dre]
It's going down fad to Blackstreet
The homeys got abby collab creations Funk like acne
No doubt I put it down never slouch
As long as my credit could vouch
A dog couldn't catch me, *ass* out
Tell me who could stop with Dre makin' moves
Attracting honeys like a magnet
Giving them ig-asms with my mellow accent
Still moving his flavor with the homeys Blackstreet & Teddy
The original rump shakers
Tonight was a celebration, both her girls got shacked up with something sweet, good for Cree and about damn time for Max. Cindy checked her reflection in the mirror, she wanted to pull out the stops. Angela was out, she had a deal in Chicago, but Cindy was a big girl, she could bounce back. She checked herself out, her eyes were basically smokin' went well with the reddish plum lipstick she was putting on.
"Mind if I borrow some liner?" Cree stepped into the tiny bathroom.
"Sure boo" Cindy finished using the pencil and set turned to hand it to Cree. "You're looking sweet tonight baby girl" Cindy checked Cree out who was wearing a burnt orange halter top, and black leather skirt with thigh high black leather boots. She pulled her hair into a loose upsweep, some loose tendrils falling around her shoulders. The cut of the top gave ample view of her black dragon tattoo.
Cree put on the liner around her pomegranate colored lips while Cindy kept checking her out. "Didn't know any better, I'd say you were dressin' to impress a certain fireman you met"
"Wouldn't say that" Cree argued, handing Cindy back her makeup. "Not gonna put on an act, he has to like me for who I am" she turned to face Cindy "But no harm in cleanin' up nice"
"Defiantly" Cindy agreed, she checked her watch "Should get goin'"
"Where's Max?" Cree asked as they exited the bathroom.
"Girl's never ready on time" Cindy told her "And she don't even need to primp that much" Cindy headed over to her room "Yo Max, girl we gotta move it out or we're gonna be late-" she pushed the door open to her friend's room.
"My my my" Cindy repeated for the second time in a week
[Teddy Riley]
Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town
Strickly biz she don't play around
Cover much grounds
Got game by the pound
Gettin paid is her forte
Each and every day true player way
I can't get her outta my mind
I think about the girl all the time
"Look okay?" Max stood up straight from lacing up her boot.
"Suga you are somethin' to behold" Cindy told her.
Max beat out her friends in the leather department with black leather lace up flair pants and a black leather halter-esque style tank top in that it had a back strap around her neck that effectively covered up her barcode, but the straps came around down her across the edge of her shoulders with a deep U cut neck line. The back was dipped halfway down her back with criss cross lace ups. She pulled her hair up in a ponytail held together by a black clip. Her makeup was the same as it always was lip-gloss, mascara, but this she used a little red lip liner.
"Da-am" Cree drew out the words "Girl you're hot, Logan's gonna get a present tonight."
"Don't look so bad yourself" Max complimented on Cree.
"Kay ladies" Cindy interrupted "Should head out"
Cree snatched up "her" car keys "Max is gonna look hot ridin' her cycle in that"
*****
East side to the West Side
Push your fat rides it's no surprise
She got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
*****
SECTOR 12
"You gonna get laid tonight man?" Justin, Ty's roommate watched his friend add some gel to his sandy blonde semi long hair.
"No man" Ty turned to him "I'm just meeting up with that girl I met last night, some of her friends too"
"Whoo" Justin hooted at him "You dawg playa"
Ty threw a cushion at him on his leather chair in his bedroom "Man shut up" he put on his black Fossil sport's watch, and pulled on a leather jacket over his rust navy blue v-neck sweater, that showed a bit of the under shirt he wore underneath. His brown oxfords stomped on the floor as he snatched up his car keys from the bedside table. "I'm goin' now"
"I won't wait up for you honey" Justin teased
Ty smacked him upside the head "Get some new hobbies"
*****
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby your a perfect 10, I wanna get in
Can I get down so I can win
FOGGLE TOWERS
Logan killed the lights in his bedroom, snatching up his leather jacket off the back of one of his mahogany chairs. He turned off the music he was listening too, cutting off the modern symphony with rich undertones by stopping the CD. He checked his stove, and appliances in the kitchen. The area still smelled like Max, the cherry essence she always wore. A smile spread across his face at all that had transpired between them in the last few days. He knew he had feelings for her before they had sex. Moving to the next level took a long time, but when it came it was the best thing to happen to him in a long while.
Max didn't have to worry, he wanted her for more then her body. She was beautiful, yes, okay hot, but she was also witty, smart, she was his best friend.
Max had asked him out to Crash with Cindy and Cree tonight, and going out with her beat the hell outta working.
He turned off the lights in his office, snatching up his Aztec keys along the way. Once outside he locked the door, stopping to see Mrs. Moreno, his neighbor, heading to a friend of her who lived in the same building.
"Good evening Mrs. Moreno" Logan addressed her politely.
The older woman turned at the sound of his voice. "Why hello there Mr. Cale, going out I see?"
"Yes ma'am I am" he responded
She smiled "It's good to see a nice young man like you finally get out more. You spend too much time working." Her eyes were wise "I dare say it's a woman who's dragged you out of your solitude."
"You're right about that," Logan agreed. He rang the bell for the woman since her arms were full of groceries. "You have a good evening Mrs. Moreno"
"You as well Mr. Cale" she smiled at him again as he headed towards the elevator.
*****
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (bag it up girl)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up (bag it up)
I like the way you work it (no diggity)
I got to bag it up
CRASH
Max lead the way with her friends, by passing the crowd, and heading towards their usual room in back.
"Go get our pitcher" Cindy informed, heading over to the bar.
"Kay girl" Max told her, sliding into a seat.
A minute or two later, Logan came down the stairs that lead to the back room, spotting Max at one of the circular tables.
[Blackstreet]
She's got class and style
Street knowledge, buy the pound
Baby never act wild, very low key on the profile
Catching villians is a no
Let me tell you how it goes
Curve's the word, spin's the verb
Lovers it curves so freak what you heard
"Hey" Max greeted him when she heard him come up
"Hey" he returned, Logan wasn't sure what to do as far as affection. He had slept with her, but one night didn't make them lovers. He pressed his luck though, and kissed her, soft and quiet on her mouth.
To his relief, she didn't pull away, and returned it.
"What I'm talkin' bout" Cindy came back with their drinks, making Logan pull apart, but not like he did something wrong, more like he got interrupted. "Park it boy" Cindy set the pitcher of beer on the table.
"Logan"
Cindy calling his name made him turn to her "I'm glad you finally quit beatin' round the bush with my girl and just did somethin' bout it, I close to give you a verbal smack down"
"Glad I acted when I did then" Logan said, producing a smile outta Cindy. He was now sitting in the chair beside Max.
"You and me both boo" Cindy agreed. "Here's to the consummate"
Max held up her glass "Feelin' the love" she looked at Logan
"Oh yeah, I'm feelin' it" he agreed.
"So where's mystery boy?" Max asked Cree
"Got me" Cree answered back "Told him when to meet up, the rest is up to him" she wasn't going to push it with Ty. If he wanted something from her he'd hafta start it, she needed to know he was a man of his word.
*****
OUTSIDE CRASH
Hey, yeah yeah hey, yea-ah
Ooo, ohh,
Talk to me yeah,
Whatta man, whatta man, whatta man
Whatta might good man
(Sing it again now)
Whatta man whatta man whatta mighty good man
Ty pulled up to Crash in is 68 Coup DeVille . What Justin referred to as the "pimp car" But Ty didn't bling bling it out with wide spokes or animal print seats. He just got it retouched in candy apple red and had a better sound system installed. Fireman weren't made of money. Besides he'd feel stupid. A white guy tryin' to act like a ghetto thug.
I wanna take a minute or two to give much respect to
To the man whose made a difference in my world
And though most men are holy keep it on the down low,
But I never heard about him with anther girl
But I don't sweat it, cause it's just pathetic to let it,
Keep me involved with all that 'he said she said' crap,
I know ain't no body worth it, I give props to those who deserve it,
And believe me ya'll he's worth it,
So here's to the people cause we got through the past I finally found somebody who could make me laugh
You so craz-ey, I think I wanna have your baby
(oww)
Whatta man whatta man what a mighty good man
(a mighty mighty good man)
Whatta man whatta man what a mighty good man)
He parked and headed over to the bar. It wasn't anything posh, but it looked decent enough. He spotted Cree's car next to a nice looking Ninja motorcycle.
He followed her directions about finding her in the back room, and started to look for her.
"Boo" the voice of the woman with her the other night called out to him.
Ty followed the sound, and found the group.
He saw Cree sitting next to her friend from the other night, and an attractive looking Hispanic woman next to what he presumed was her boy friend or husband.
"Glad you could make it" Cree smiled at him "This is Ty" she introduced the people with her to him "Cindy, Max and Logan"
"Hey" Max greeted him
"Hey yourself" Ty answered back "Hope you don't mind my joining you"
"Not a problem" Logan told him.
Ty sat in the seat Cindy vacated for him.
"So you're a fireman?" Max started up conversation
"Yeah" Ty agreed "My first year" he poured himself a pitcher, and removed his leather jacket to hang it on the back of the chair. "Ladder 12"
"Really?" Logan questioned, "My Uncle Jonas was there"
"Cool" Ty stated "a chief?"
"No" Logan shook his head "He funded it"
"Oh" Ty said, "Must've been rich"
"He was" Logan agreed
"Rich white bastard" Max added her two cents. She hated Uncle Jonas. If the man had called Logan "Junior" just once more she would've pounded his ass.
Logan clarified Max's remark "My family has a lot of money, but not a lot of charm. Uncle Jonas was kind of a bigot"
"Sorry" Ty said
Logan shrugged "Not a big deal" he sipped his drink.
"Cool tattoo" Ty dipped his head back to look at Cree's shoulder
"Thanks" she said "Kinda my rebel stage"
"Mine involved arson" Ty told her, watching the stunned look form on her face "Me and my kid brother set a bird house on fire. Decided to be a fireman after that, couldn't get feeling of achievement of putting it out out of my mind"
"My sister tried to have a camp out once in the back yard" Cree told him "Almost set the whole yard on fire, gave my mom such a ride since she had to call in some friends"
"She's a fireman-er woman?"
"No" Cree answered "A cop"
"Seriously?" Ty sounded impressed "That's cool. Bet it's nice to hang with her"
His remark struck a cord with Cree. "Yeah it is"
When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me,
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my h our of darkness, she is standing right in front of me,
Speaking words of wisdom,
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
*****
LA INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
"I'll be back as soon as I can" Ming pulled her pack on her shoulder.
"We'll be fine" Jade reassured, speaking for her and Peter. She hugged her mom. "Just go do what you said"
Ming kissed her "I'll do my damndest" she looked towards her husband "I have to do this Peter, I have to see if I'm right"
"I know" Peter answered, looking her right in the eye. "It's worth it" he hugged her.
She hugged him back, and kissed him.
"If you don't find her," he whispered this to her "Don't give up"
"You know me" she made him laugh at her remark.
"Final boarding for flight 34 to Seattle" came the FAA announcer over the intercom.
"Gotta go guys"
"We love you"
"Me too" Ming called out, heading over to the boarding zone.
And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be
And thought there may be heartache,
There is still a chance that they will see,
There will be an answer, let it be
Let it be
Let it be
Let it be, yeah Let it be
Yeah there will an answer, let it be
Let it be,let it be let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
Ming found her seat after next to the window, and sat down. The flight attendant came around to check on her. "Can I get you anything Mrs-"
"*Officer* Amston " Ming corrected her, showing her her badge. "I'm fine thank you"
The attendant smiled "Alright Officer, please fasten your seatbelt" she left to check on other passengers.
"Ladies and gentleman" the captain came on the intercom "The crew of American Air welcomes you to this non stop flight from LA International to Seattle, Please fasten your seat belts and regard the no smoking signs. Do not operate electronic devices until we are air born. Thank you and enjoy your flight"
Ming started out the window, watching the plane take off. She had no idea if this was a sound lead, but, she didn't know, she had to go, she didn't want to give up just yet.
Your always in my head
You're like a cool breeze, on a summer's day
You're a river, running through a desert plane
You are my shelter from the pouring rain,
You are my comfort even before my pain..
I am but a vessel, so I sing, because you are in my head,
You're always in my head
In my dreams
You're always in my head...
*****
End
Next time guys, Cree will meet up with her mother. I tried, but it didn't fit here. Sorry. But DEFIANTLY next one. I got a LOT of coffee in my system and it gave me inspiration to finish this chapter. I had to est. the reason Ming went in search of Cree, she had to have some lead, not just go all over the US of A lookin' for her.
Don't know when this story will end, maybe in about fiveish more chaps, might even do a sequal..
Before I go, the songs used in this chapter in order are:
(everyone getting ready scene)
"No Diggity" Blacksteet featuring Dr. Dre and Queen Pen
(The CD Logan was listening too before leaving for Crash, had no lyrics, but it was mentioned):
"On an American Spiritual" David Holsinger
(Ty coming into Crash)
"Whatta Man" Salt-N-Peppa
(Ming boarding the plane)
"Let it be" John Lennon
(Ming looking out the window)
"Always in my Head" India Arie
R/R please