TITLE: A Life In Reverse 4/?
AUTHORS: Sam (Lestrade42)
RATING: PG-13
FEEDBACK: I have an enormous amount of fic stuffed into my head because I haven't had time to write. Please tell me you still love me.
DISCLAIMER: All established characters (Micki, Ryan, Jack, Johnny, Lewis etc....) belong to Frank Mancuso, Jr. Nick O' Malley, Kate Benson and SU2 belong to Evan Katz. Kate Brannigan is a creation of Karen. All others belong to me.
EXPLANATION: Stuff bad, shop crew good.
This story came to me (literally) as I bent over to pick up a newspaper in the driveway. I think it's a combined frustration due to a haunted computer, a semi-broken A drive, a corrupted disk, a dusty 'Back To The Future' DVD and the fact I'm out of new "Stargate SG-1" episodes.
Includes excerpts and characters from Karen's (Coe42) "Past and Future" and "Blast From The Past".
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Ryan slammed down the phone. "That's everybody. Megan, Lauren, Dennis, Katherine... none of them have seen her in weeks."
Jack rubbed his eyes. "Okay, when was the last time you saw her?"
"Yesterday morning. She was going to the library and she said it was going to take awhile. Then she said she had to run an errand."
"What kind of errand," Johnny yelled.
"Damn it, I don't know!" Ryan ran his hand though his hair. "She... she said she'd be right back afterwards."
Johnny stopped pacing the room. "Okay. So we'll go by the library and she if anyone's seen her. Jack, what about the cops?"
"Johnny, with all the problems we've had in the past month we can't afford to call the police. There's only so many times you can 'accidentally' stumble across dead bodies before they start getting suspicious."
"What about that O'Malley guy?"
Ryan jumped to his feet and ripped through the phone book. "He owes us one. Call him, Jack. Johnny and I are going to look for her."
"I'll send Micki out to help you as soon as she gets back," Jack called to their backs.
~*~
Ryan's head appeared at the office doorway. "Dinner's ready, ladies." When neither one of them responded, he sighed. "Or shall I just bring in a box of dry cereal?"
Carol nodded. "Add a cup of chocolate milk to that and you'd be my hero."
Kate laughed. "Be in in a minute. I'm right in the middle of a train of thought." Ryan nodded as he left the room.
"Choo choo," came the response from across the table.
"Funny." She tossed a pencil over the table gap. "Go eat. I'll be right there."
"You got it, boss." Carol slid off the chair and stretched. "You know, we should be done just in time."
Kate glanced at her watch. "Oh, we have plenty of time before the deadline."
"I didn't mean then." She wiggled her eyebrows. "I mean before you kidnap your husband for a week of teenage-like fun."
Another pencil was launched at her. "Go away!" Kate laughed as Carol playfully sulked out of the office. "Teenage-like fun," she whispered it herself. She scratched her forehead as her pen moved freely across the paper. Micki was about to attack the werewolf that had once been Victor Wolfe. ' 'Just what in the hell do you think you are doing?' Micki asked herself as she charged towards Jack and the monster.' Kate's pen slowed it's track...
... 'Just what in the hell do you think you are doing?' Kate asked herself as she charged towards Jack and the monster... Knowing she's probably completely lost it by now, Kate grabbed hold of the nearest object which happened to be a ribbed back chair and smashed it over the monster's head in an act of complete stupidity.... In an act that was almost completely impossible, the monster jumped, whirled, and launched itself on to Kate as she tried to make good her escape. All she could manage was a startled "Umpf!" as she crashed to the a sickening cracking sound....
Kate threw the pen across the room. Shaking hands made their way to her face. "Stop it. It's just a comic. It's not real life. This is your life, not this... mess." She took a few deep breaths before moving her hands. Once they had stopped shaking, she got up to have dinner with her family.
~*~
"Mr. Marshack?"
"Detective O'Malley. Thank God. We need your help." Jack rubbed at his eyes again.
"What's wrong?" Nick sighed. "Not another body cover-up."
"Damn it, this is serious," Jack screamed. With a sigh, he continued. "I'm sorry."
"Mr. Marshack," a female voice joined Nick's on the phone line, "this is Detective Benson. It's all right. We'd be happy to help you. You've been doing us a favor with all your work in the past few years. Now, what's wrong?"
"It's Kate."
"The little blond," Nick's voice called.
"Yes. She's missing. She left to do some research work for me early yesterday morning. No one seen her since. With everything we do..."
"I understand. Give me everything you have on where she was going and we'll put the word out for her," Benson said.
Jack sighed. "Thank you. If anything happens..." His voice shook slightly.
"We'll get right on it, Mr. Marshack," Nick said. "Don't worry. We'll find her."
~*~
Kate softly closed the door to Elizabeth's room.
"A vacation in the middle of a semester? Are you nuts?" Ryan whispered, rather loudly.
"Okay, so not for a week. How about just the weekend?" Kate wrapped her arms around Ryan's waist. "I just need to stop staring at the same walls. I need to break up the monotony."
"Get the creative juices flowing again."
Kate smirked. "Something like that."
Ryan tilted his head to the closed door. "And the munchkin?"
"Will be staying at my parent's." She laid her chin on Ryan's chest. "Drive up to the mountain house tomorrow morning, be back Sunday night." She traced her fingers along Ryan's spine. "Two days of no phones, sketch books, deadlines, book reports... other people."
Ryan sighed. "You are evil, you know that."
"You bet. That's why you love me."
"You are so right." Ryan leaned his head down and took Kate's lips to his own. After a minute, he pulled away. "I'll start packing for us. You get the kiddo's."
Kate smiled and kissed him again.
~*~
Jack jumped to the phone as it rattled on the desk. "Curious Goods?"
"Mr. Marshack, it's O'Malley."
"Yes Detective."
"We 've been keeping tabs on the regular police radio bands." He stopped for a moment. "Mr. Marshack, do you want... everything?
Jack stiffed another sigh. "Yes. Anything you have."
~*~
Ryan and Johnny burst through the front door. "They found her?"
Jack sat silently behind his desk.
Johnny leaned heavily against the wall. "Oh God."
"Ah," Jack cleared his throat. "I got a call from Detective O'Malley. About a half an hour ago, they found Kate's car. It was parked a block away from the public library. They... they found blood on the bumper, but nothing else."
Ryan took a deep breath. "People at the library said she left a little after one in the afternoon. She asked them to hold her books and that she'd be back."
"The guy that works in the reference section said she was always asking them to hold stuff. He said she was always very polite, asked how his family was doing and things." Johnny laughed hollowly. "He said they were becoming pretty good friends."
"We don't know enough yet. Detective O'Malley said he'd call the minute he had anything else."
Ryan turned and slammed his fist into the door. "Sitting around here isn't doing us any good either." He threw open the door and stormed out.
"Johnny, keep an eye on him."
As Johnny reached for the door, he called back to Jack. "We'll find her, Jack." He turned to him, his eyes dark. "And God help anyone that touched her."
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AUTHORS: Sam (Lestrade42)
RATING: PG-13
FEEDBACK: I have an enormous amount of fic stuffed into my head because I haven't had time to write. Please tell me you still love me.
DISCLAIMER: All established characters (Micki, Ryan, Jack, Johnny, Lewis etc....) belong to Frank Mancuso, Jr. Nick O' Malley, Kate Benson and SU2 belong to Evan Katz. Kate Brannigan is a creation of Karen. All others belong to me.
EXPLANATION: Stuff bad, shop crew good.
This story came to me (literally) as I bent over to pick up a newspaper in the driveway. I think it's a combined frustration due to a haunted computer, a semi-broken A drive, a corrupted disk, a dusty 'Back To The Future' DVD and the fact I'm out of new "Stargate SG-1" episodes.
Includes excerpts and characters from Karen's (Coe42) "Past and Future" and "Blast From The Past".
_____________________________________________________________________
Ryan slammed down the phone. "That's everybody. Megan, Lauren, Dennis, Katherine... none of them have seen her in weeks."
Jack rubbed his eyes. "Okay, when was the last time you saw her?"
"Yesterday morning. She was going to the library and she said it was going to take awhile. Then she said she had to run an errand."
"What kind of errand," Johnny yelled.
"Damn it, I don't know!" Ryan ran his hand though his hair. "She... she said she'd be right back afterwards."
Johnny stopped pacing the room. "Okay. So we'll go by the library and she if anyone's seen her. Jack, what about the cops?"
"Johnny, with all the problems we've had in the past month we can't afford to call the police. There's only so many times you can 'accidentally' stumble across dead bodies before they start getting suspicious."
"What about that O'Malley guy?"
Ryan jumped to his feet and ripped through the phone book. "He owes us one. Call him, Jack. Johnny and I are going to look for her."
"I'll send Micki out to help you as soon as she gets back," Jack called to their backs.
~*~
Ryan's head appeared at the office doorway. "Dinner's ready, ladies." When neither one of them responded, he sighed. "Or shall I just bring in a box of dry cereal?"
Carol nodded. "Add a cup of chocolate milk to that and you'd be my hero."
Kate laughed. "Be in in a minute. I'm right in the middle of a train of thought." Ryan nodded as he left the room.
"Choo choo," came the response from across the table.
"Funny." She tossed a pencil over the table gap. "Go eat. I'll be right there."
"You got it, boss." Carol slid off the chair and stretched. "You know, we should be done just in time."
Kate glanced at her watch. "Oh, we have plenty of time before the deadline."
"I didn't mean then." She wiggled her eyebrows. "I mean before you kidnap your husband for a week of teenage-like fun."
Another pencil was launched at her. "Go away!" Kate laughed as Carol playfully sulked out of the office. "Teenage-like fun," she whispered it herself. She scratched her forehead as her pen moved freely across the paper. Micki was about to attack the werewolf that had once been Victor Wolfe. ' 'Just what in the hell do you think you are doing?' Micki asked herself as she charged towards Jack and the monster.' Kate's pen slowed it's track...
... 'Just what in the hell do you think you are doing?' Kate asked herself as she charged towards Jack and the monster... Knowing she's probably completely lost it by now, Kate grabbed hold of the nearest object which happened to be a ribbed back chair and smashed it over the monster's head in an act of complete stupidity.... In an act that was almost completely impossible, the monster jumped, whirled, and launched itself on to Kate as she tried to make good her escape. All she could manage was a startled "Umpf!" as she crashed to the a sickening cracking sound....
Kate threw the pen across the room. Shaking hands made their way to her face. "Stop it. It's just a comic. It's not real life. This is your life, not this... mess." She took a few deep breaths before moving her hands. Once they had stopped shaking, she got up to have dinner with her family.
~*~
"Mr. Marshack?"
"Detective O'Malley. Thank God. We need your help." Jack rubbed at his eyes again.
"What's wrong?" Nick sighed. "Not another body cover-up."
"Damn it, this is serious," Jack screamed. With a sigh, he continued. "I'm sorry."
"Mr. Marshack," a female voice joined Nick's on the phone line, "this is Detective Benson. It's all right. We'd be happy to help you. You've been doing us a favor with all your work in the past few years. Now, what's wrong?"
"It's Kate."
"The little blond," Nick's voice called.
"Yes. She's missing. She left to do some research work for me early yesterday morning. No one seen her since. With everything we do..."
"I understand. Give me everything you have on where she was going and we'll put the word out for her," Benson said.
Jack sighed. "Thank you. If anything happens..." His voice shook slightly.
"We'll get right on it, Mr. Marshack," Nick said. "Don't worry. We'll find her."
~*~
Kate softly closed the door to Elizabeth's room.
"A vacation in the middle of a semester? Are you nuts?" Ryan whispered, rather loudly.
"Okay, so not for a week. How about just the weekend?" Kate wrapped her arms around Ryan's waist. "I just need to stop staring at the same walls. I need to break up the monotony."
"Get the creative juices flowing again."
Kate smirked. "Something like that."
Ryan tilted his head to the closed door. "And the munchkin?"
"Will be staying at my parent's." She laid her chin on Ryan's chest. "Drive up to the mountain house tomorrow morning, be back Sunday night." She traced her fingers along Ryan's spine. "Two days of no phones, sketch books, deadlines, book reports... other people."
Ryan sighed. "You are evil, you know that."
"You bet. That's why you love me."
"You are so right." Ryan leaned his head down and took Kate's lips to his own. After a minute, he pulled away. "I'll start packing for us. You get the kiddo's."
Kate smiled and kissed him again.
~*~
Jack jumped to the phone as it rattled on the desk. "Curious Goods?"
"Mr. Marshack, it's O'Malley."
"Yes Detective."
"We 've been keeping tabs on the regular police radio bands." He stopped for a moment. "Mr. Marshack, do you want... everything?
Jack stiffed another sigh. "Yes. Anything you have."
~*~
Ryan and Johnny burst through the front door. "They found her?"
Jack sat silently behind his desk.
Johnny leaned heavily against the wall. "Oh God."
"Ah," Jack cleared his throat. "I got a call from Detective O'Malley. About a half an hour ago, they found Kate's car. It was parked a block away from the public library. They... they found blood on the bumper, but nothing else."
Ryan took a deep breath. "People at the library said she left a little after one in the afternoon. She asked them to hold her books and that she'd be back."
"The guy that works in the reference section said she was always asking them to hold stuff. He said she was always very polite, asked how his family was doing and things." Johnny laughed hollowly. "He said they were becoming pretty good friends."
"We don't know enough yet. Detective O'Malley said he'd call the minute he had anything else."
Ryan turned and slammed his fist into the door. "Sitting around here isn't doing us any good either." He threw open the door and stormed out.
"Johnny, keep an eye on him."
As Johnny reached for the door, he called back to Jack. "We'll find her, Jack." He turned to him, his eyes dark. "And God help anyone that touched her."
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