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A/N: This is a blah chapter-at least I think it is. Anyways, enjoy!
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"Anyone ever tell you that you are a nosy one?"
"All the time, ma'am," he said with a laugh.
"Figures," she said rolling her eyes. "As you know-to be turned into a werewolf you must be bitten by one. Well, Isaac was considered by those who are werewolves to be the leader. The others hunted Paul down, planning on killing him. They almost did, but he survived the attack. About the man in the alley, even I don't know who did that. But I wonder if somehow Paul killed him to make it look like a werewolf did it."
"So when Imani comes back what do we do? I mean he's going to go after her, if he isn't right now."
"When she comes back, and she will I want you two to leave-and make sure she doesn't look back. You are a good man Jamal, and I really think you will take good care of her."
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"What is about to happen, Casey?" said Ricky as they walked into the Elixir.
"I can't tell you. I've already said too much, and I need to watch my mouth."
"But I thought you weren't an angel anymore. What does it matter if you do or don't tell me something?"
"I'm still an angel, I just don't know for how much longer. Listen, it'll happen soon enough and then you will know what I'm talking about. Ok?"
"Fine. Hey Jack, what's happening?" he said as Jack came from around back.
"Not much. You two want a job? Go help Frank clean up the storeroom."
"Frank? What is he doing in the storeroom? First Karen's grave, and now this? The guy has some serious issues."
"Uhm, Ricky-why don't you stay out here and I'll go help Frank," said Casey and she went on back.
"Look what the cat drug in," said Ricky as him and Jack looked at the door and saw Reese walking in. "How's it going?" he said as she kept walking past me. "Hey, that's no way to greet a friend."
"I don't feel like being all chummy, alright Garza?"
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"Yo Frank!" said Casey as she came barreling into the storeroom.
"I'm busy Casey. What do you want?"
"I'm here to help you out. In more ways than one," she said as she went over to a corner of the room and began to stuff napkins back into a box. She stayed quiet for a few minutes until she was sure he was ready to hear her, "Karen gave me a message for you."
"Let me guess," he said picking up a box and slamming it down, "She said that she hopes I enjoy burning in hell."
"Not cool man. No, she said she'll always love you, and that she wants you to move on. Learn to live with what you have, and not dwell on the past."
"How can I learn to live with what I have when I have nothing? Hmmm, Casey? Did she give you some insight to that?"
"You have more than you think," she said then going back to work.
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"Remind me why we have to go back home?" said Alison, upset that the week was already over.
"Because we have a life in Port Charles. Not to mention a business to run- they might begin to miss us."
"Well, I hate to tell them this, but I haven't missed them at all," she said, as she finished packing her clothes.
"Same here, but we will sooner or later. And anyways, the room was only paid for a week."
"How did your dad get this room reserved for us anyways?" she said as they opened the door to see Paige there, ready to help them go.
"I don't know how he could have done that," said Rafe as he smiled over at Paige. "Are we all set for our final adventure, Mrs. Smith?" he said to her.
"I believe so. We better hurry though, not much time left."
"Final adventure?" said Alison, unsure of what these two were talking about.
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"Sorry, didn't know you were in a bad mood, that's all," said Ricky taking a step back.
"I found my mum."
"Really? Well, that's a good thing right?"
"I guess. Something just didn't feel right. Remember how I told you how we always lived in little two room shacks and stuff?"
"Yeah, hard times."
"Well, now she's living it up in a three bedroom loft over the Thames. It just doesn't make sense. I mean if she had this money all along then why didn't she use it when I was growing up. If she didn't, then where did she find the rich guy who would want to take her and give her all this stuff all of a sudden?"
"Did you ask her?"
"No, I just let it go. Some things are better not knowing. Am I imagining things?" she said as Casey walked out of the storeroom and over to Jack."
"Nope. Casey's back," he smiled. "Hey babe," he said calling her over.
"Hey. Frank went to go shower up and shave. He said he'll be back in a bit to finish cleaning up. Reese-how's it going?"
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A/N: This is a blah chapter-at least I think it is. Anyways, enjoy!
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"Anyone ever tell you that you are a nosy one?"
"All the time, ma'am," he said with a laugh.
"Figures," she said rolling her eyes. "As you know-to be turned into a werewolf you must be bitten by one. Well, Isaac was considered by those who are werewolves to be the leader. The others hunted Paul down, planning on killing him. They almost did, but he survived the attack. About the man in the alley, even I don't know who did that. But I wonder if somehow Paul killed him to make it look like a werewolf did it."
"So when Imani comes back what do we do? I mean he's going to go after her, if he isn't right now."
"When she comes back, and she will I want you two to leave-and make sure she doesn't look back. You are a good man Jamal, and I really think you will take good care of her."
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"What is about to happen, Casey?" said Ricky as they walked into the Elixir.
"I can't tell you. I've already said too much, and I need to watch my mouth."
"But I thought you weren't an angel anymore. What does it matter if you do or don't tell me something?"
"I'm still an angel, I just don't know for how much longer. Listen, it'll happen soon enough and then you will know what I'm talking about. Ok?"
"Fine. Hey Jack, what's happening?" he said as Jack came from around back.
"Not much. You two want a job? Go help Frank clean up the storeroom."
"Frank? What is he doing in the storeroom? First Karen's grave, and now this? The guy has some serious issues."
"Uhm, Ricky-why don't you stay out here and I'll go help Frank," said Casey and she went on back.
"Look what the cat drug in," said Ricky as him and Jack looked at the door and saw Reese walking in. "How's it going?" he said as she kept walking past me. "Hey, that's no way to greet a friend."
"I don't feel like being all chummy, alright Garza?"
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"Yo Frank!" said Casey as she came barreling into the storeroom.
"I'm busy Casey. What do you want?"
"I'm here to help you out. In more ways than one," she said as she went over to a corner of the room and began to stuff napkins back into a box. She stayed quiet for a few minutes until she was sure he was ready to hear her, "Karen gave me a message for you."
"Let me guess," he said picking up a box and slamming it down, "She said that she hopes I enjoy burning in hell."
"Not cool man. No, she said she'll always love you, and that she wants you to move on. Learn to live with what you have, and not dwell on the past."
"How can I learn to live with what I have when I have nothing? Hmmm, Casey? Did she give you some insight to that?"
"You have more than you think," she said then going back to work.
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"Remind me why we have to go back home?" said Alison, upset that the week was already over.
"Because we have a life in Port Charles. Not to mention a business to run- they might begin to miss us."
"Well, I hate to tell them this, but I haven't missed them at all," she said, as she finished packing her clothes.
"Same here, but we will sooner or later. And anyways, the room was only paid for a week."
"How did your dad get this room reserved for us anyways?" she said as they opened the door to see Paige there, ready to help them go.
"I don't know how he could have done that," said Rafe as he smiled over at Paige. "Are we all set for our final adventure, Mrs. Smith?" he said to her.
"I believe so. We better hurry though, not much time left."
"Final adventure?" said Alison, unsure of what these two were talking about.
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"Sorry, didn't know you were in a bad mood, that's all," said Ricky taking a step back.
"I found my mum."
"Really? Well, that's a good thing right?"
"I guess. Something just didn't feel right. Remember how I told you how we always lived in little two room shacks and stuff?"
"Yeah, hard times."
"Well, now she's living it up in a three bedroom loft over the Thames. It just doesn't make sense. I mean if she had this money all along then why didn't she use it when I was growing up. If she didn't, then where did she find the rich guy who would want to take her and give her all this stuff all of a sudden?"
"Did you ask her?"
"No, I just let it go. Some things are better not knowing. Am I imagining things?" she said as Casey walked out of the storeroom and over to Jack."
"Nope. Casey's back," he smiled. "Hey babe," he said calling her over.
"Hey. Frank went to go shower up and shave. He said he'll be back in a bit to finish cleaning up. Reese-how's it going?"
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