A/N: This is a short relatively boring chapter-I'll post another one when
I get home from work tomorrow. And to answer the question-I think I'm
writing another story, but I've got to figure out how to write it first.
Oh yeah-Gracie, I used the name Edward Grant before in my other stories,
but I can just see them naming the little girl Katrina. Until next time-
PCGirl.
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Elizabeth walked out from Chris' room and towards the door carrying a suitcase. She didn't say much, just left him to keep diligently working on Ian's cure. It was the sound of the doorknob that caught Chris' attention, and he turned around to see her holding the doorknob, "Hey, where are you going?" he asked noticing the suitcase.
"Back to my hotel room--," she said then being interrupted.
"Wait, stop Elizabeth. I know I've been busy the past few days with the research, but I'm getting so close I can taste it. So just put your stuff back in my room, and I'll be there in a few minutes."
"But--."
"No buts," he said as he then got up and took her suitcase from her hands and marched to the bedroom.
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"Alright, I think I've got everything," said Jamal as he looked around.
"I really don't like this idea," sighed Imani for the hundredth time today.
"I know, but we've got to do this Imani. We can't just run from him forever. Make sure you lock this door after me. I don't want to get two wolves confused and shoot you by accident."
"What do you want me to do if you don't come back in the morning?"
Jamal took a gulp, he hadn't thought about that possibility. He grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down a telephone number quickly, "This is Jack's number, call him and let him know. Wait a few days though before calling him just in case I get to come back."
"Ok," she said as she held him tight, the paper wadded into her fist.
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"That was awfully nice of you," she said as he walked back in to see her arms crossed at her chest.
"Elizabeth, I want to say this. I've been enjoying having you around the apartment the past few days, and I really was hoping you had too. Now if you haven't, I'll understand."
"Chris, I have been enjoying being here very much."
"Then why leave? Is it my cooking? I mean I know not everyone enjoys the fine delicacy of Ramen Noodles, but I think I can change."
"You are too sweet," she said giving him a kiss, then walking past him.
"Where are you going now?"
"To get my suitcase," she said then leaving.
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"Everything's set," said Jamal as he crouched behind a bush. He had found a park about five miles out of the town that seemed to be rarely used, and even less when it was the beginning of December. He had taken a shirt of Imani's and put it in the clearing, figuring that Paul would probably find it, and think she was nearby. He looked back at his watch to see the time when he heard a noise. Looking up he saw Paul walking into the clearing.
"Looks like you dropped something," said Paul as he picked up the shirt and took in the scent. "The chase is over Imani and you lose," he said as he continued walking on.
"Perfect," grinned Jamal.
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"Before you leave please tell me why you don't want to be here anymore."
"Chris, I didn't want to tell you this, but since I first left for London I have had a total of four outfits, two of which I bought in London. I am tired of wearing the same four outfits day in and day out, so I was going to my hotel room to get some change of clothes."
"Oh," he said feeling very silly for everything he had just said.
"I'll be back before you know it," she smiled as she picked up the suitcase.
"Hey Elizabeth. You know, I bet you are paying a fortune for that hotel room and you are not even using it lately. Would you like to maybe move your stuff in here?"
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah, why not?" he said as she just gave him a grin, and then left.
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"Where are you? Imani, come out and face the music," called Paul.
"Imani's not here man, so I guess you are going to have to deal with me," said Jamal as he walked out to face Paul.
"You have no business in these woods, boy."
"You've made it my business."
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Elizabeth walked out from Chris' room and towards the door carrying a suitcase. She didn't say much, just left him to keep diligently working on Ian's cure. It was the sound of the doorknob that caught Chris' attention, and he turned around to see her holding the doorknob, "Hey, where are you going?" he asked noticing the suitcase.
"Back to my hotel room--," she said then being interrupted.
"Wait, stop Elizabeth. I know I've been busy the past few days with the research, but I'm getting so close I can taste it. So just put your stuff back in my room, and I'll be there in a few minutes."
"But--."
"No buts," he said as he then got up and took her suitcase from her hands and marched to the bedroom.
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"Alright, I think I've got everything," said Jamal as he looked around.
"I really don't like this idea," sighed Imani for the hundredth time today.
"I know, but we've got to do this Imani. We can't just run from him forever. Make sure you lock this door after me. I don't want to get two wolves confused and shoot you by accident."
"What do you want me to do if you don't come back in the morning?"
Jamal took a gulp, he hadn't thought about that possibility. He grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down a telephone number quickly, "This is Jack's number, call him and let him know. Wait a few days though before calling him just in case I get to come back."
"Ok," she said as she held him tight, the paper wadded into her fist.
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"That was awfully nice of you," she said as he walked back in to see her arms crossed at her chest.
"Elizabeth, I want to say this. I've been enjoying having you around the apartment the past few days, and I really was hoping you had too. Now if you haven't, I'll understand."
"Chris, I have been enjoying being here very much."
"Then why leave? Is it my cooking? I mean I know not everyone enjoys the fine delicacy of Ramen Noodles, but I think I can change."
"You are too sweet," she said giving him a kiss, then walking past him.
"Where are you going now?"
"To get my suitcase," she said then leaving.
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"Everything's set," said Jamal as he crouched behind a bush. He had found a park about five miles out of the town that seemed to be rarely used, and even less when it was the beginning of December. He had taken a shirt of Imani's and put it in the clearing, figuring that Paul would probably find it, and think she was nearby. He looked back at his watch to see the time when he heard a noise. Looking up he saw Paul walking into the clearing.
"Looks like you dropped something," said Paul as he picked up the shirt and took in the scent. "The chase is over Imani and you lose," he said as he continued walking on.
"Perfect," grinned Jamal.
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"Before you leave please tell me why you don't want to be here anymore."
"Chris, I didn't want to tell you this, but since I first left for London I have had a total of four outfits, two of which I bought in London. I am tired of wearing the same four outfits day in and day out, so I was going to my hotel room to get some change of clothes."
"Oh," he said feeling very silly for everything he had just said.
"I'll be back before you know it," she smiled as she picked up the suitcase.
"Hey Elizabeth. You know, I bet you are paying a fortune for that hotel room and you are not even using it lately. Would you like to maybe move your stuff in here?"
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah, why not?" he said as she just gave him a grin, and then left.
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"Where are you? Imani, come out and face the music," called Paul.
"Imani's not here man, so I guess you are going to have to deal with me," said Jamal as he walked out to face Paul.
"You have no business in these woods, boy."
"You've made it my business."