A/N: Please note the opinion expressed by the character David Smith in this story, is NOT my opinion on the matter.
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Mary was worried. Danny was missing and now Ed was gone. Everyone told her he just went to New Orleans, but she wasn't stupid, she knew where Ed went, he went to see if he could get Danny. Mary was snapped out of her thoughts by Delinda coming up to her and asking her, "Mary, are you alright?"
"What, oh yeah I'm fine, just worried that's all!"
"Danny's going to be okay, don't worry he'll be fine." Delinda turned around to someone calling her name, "I have to go and sort this out, and we'll talk later!" With that Delinda walked away from Mary.
Mary slowly made her way through the casino, only to be stopped again, this time by Nessa. "Mary, can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Yeah, sure, what's up?"
"When are planning on telling everyone else?"
"Well so far I've only told you and Delinda, and I have no idea for how I'm going to tell everyone else, any ideas?"
"Well just give me a heads up when you know alright!"
"No problem Nessa, see you later." Mary then made her way out of the casino and towards home.
When she got there she saw a letter on her door step, she picked it up and saw it was addressed to her. She could have sworn she'd seen that handwriting somewhere else before but she couldn't quite figure out where. With her hands trembling slightly Mary opened the door and went inside.
NEXT DAY!
Sam was having a bad week! First she gets news that Danny is missing and now the guy who she was the casino host for was getting on her nerves. She was unable to get him tickets to the show he wanted to see and now he was giving her hell about it. 'Oh god, here he comes!' She thought.
Sure enough David Smith came strolling down the hallway from the VIP elevator with a cocky smile on his face. "Good morning Sam. Did I tell you yesterday what I think about the war in Iraq?"
"No you didn't Mr. Smith." Sam replied as nicely as she could.
"Ah, well then let me tell you. This president of ours George W. Bush doesn't know a rooster from a squirrel. The only reason and I mean the only reason he went into Iraq was to prove that he can do things that his daddy was unable to do. And then there are the military forces that went in without putting up a fight against Bush. The marine's should have put up a fight to stop him from doing it. I mean they are supposed to do right, right. With all their Semper Fi crap, I would have thought they would have refused," Sam was quickly losing her temper, "I mean and now they're all dying, poor guys and they want my support, I' rather." David was unable to get the next word out.
SMACK! He didn't even see it coming. Sam had been quietly fuming since Tuesday about being the casino host for such a guy. But she couldn't help it, once he started talking about the marine's, she could only think of one person. Danny. And when he tried to degrade them she lost all control. David Smith now had a very red hand print across his face that he was gently rubbing.
Sam then noticed two of Ed's security guys coming towards them and an idea came to her. "Is there a problem?" One of them asked.
"Yes," Sam replied. "You need to escort Mr. Smith and all of his belongs off the property." David looked at her as if he'd seen a ghost. "And I'm warning you now, if you ever step foot onto this property again you won't be dealing with a woman in the casino. You will be dealing with our head of security in a private room, have I made myself clear?"
"Yes," David gulped, he'd been here a few times and David always thought Sam liked him. When he came out of his thoughts he noticed Sam was gone and the two security guys were staring at him.
"What was all that about?" The 'Ice Queen' Nessa Holt asked Sam.
"Degrading marine's in a hotel, where one of everyone's favorite staff members is a marine is not a wise move."
Nessa smiled. "You know Ed's going to kill you, Mr. Smith was one of our highest bidders he lost twenty million in less than an hour once, of course he was playing at the Black Jack table I was dealing at! He didn't come back for months!"
"You deal?"
"Once in a while, when I get bored of watching tables!" Nessa looked over at a table and saw someone motioning for her to go over. "I'll talk to you later."
"Yeah," Sam looked around with no VIP's here now to take her attention she decided to have some fun!
An hour later, Sam found herself outside Mary's door. 'This is weird.' She thought. She knocked. When the door opened she found Mary in the clothes she wore yesterday, makeup smudged and smeared all across her face, except for a thin line on each cheek where tears had found there way down her cheeks.
"Mary, oh, uh, what happened?" A concerned look came across Sam's face.
"He, he, h-he wrote me a letter."
'Who the hell is he,' Sam thought, then it hit her, "Danny?" She questioned a look of sadness came across her face.
All Mary could do was nod. "Come on Mary, let's get you cleaned up." With that, Sam walked through the door picking up one of Mary's hands and leading her into the bathroom.
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Mary was worried. Danny was missing and now Ed was gone. Everyone told her he just went to New Orleans, but she wasn't stupid, she knew where Ed went, he went to see if he could get Danny. Mary was snapped out of her thoughts by Delinda coming up to her and asking her, "Mary, are you alright?"
"What, oh yeah I'm fine, just worried that's all!"
"Danny's going to be okay, don't worry he'll be fine." Delinda turned around to someone calling her name, "I have to go and sort this out, and we'll talk later!" With that Delinda walked away from Mary.
Mary slowly made her way through the casino, only to be stopped again, this time by Nessa. "Mary, can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Yeah, sure, what's up?"
"When are planning on telling everyone else?"
"Well so far I've only told you and Delinda, and I have no idea for how I'm going to tell everyone else, any ideas?"
"Well just give me a heads up when you know alright!"
"No problem Nessa, see you later." Mary then made her way out of the casino and towards home.
When she got there she saw a letter on her door step, she picked it up and saw it was addressed to her. She could have sworn she'd seen that handwriting somewhere else before but she couldn't quite figure out where. With her hands trembling slightly Mary opened the door and went inside.
NEXT DAY!
Sam was having a bad week! First she gets news that Danny is missing and now the guy who she was the casino host for was getting on her nerves. She was unable to get him tickets to the show he wanted to see and now he was giving her hell about it. 'Oh god, here he comes!' She thought.
Sure enough David Smith came strolling down the hallway from the VIP elevator with a cocky smile on his face. "Good morning Sam. Did I tell you yesterday what I think about the war in Iraq?"
"No you didn't Mr. Smith." Sam replied as nicely as she could.
"Ah, well then let me tell you. This president of ours George W. Bush doesn't know a rooster from a squirrel. The only reason and I mean the only reason he went into Iraq was to prove that he can do things that his daddy was unable to do. And then there are the military forces that went in without putting up a fight against Bush. The marine's should have put up a fight to stop him from doing it. I mean they are supposed to do right, right. With all their Semper Fi crap, I would have thought they would have refused," Sam was quickly losing her temper, "I mean and now they're all dying, poor guys and they want my support, I' rather." David was unable to get the next word out.
SMACK! He didn't even see it coming. Sam had been quietly fuming since Tuesday about being the casino host for such a guy. But she couldn't help it, once he started talking about the marine's, she could only think of one person. Danny. And when he tried to degrade them she lost all control. David Smith now had a very red hand print across his face that he was gently rubbing.
Sam then noticed two of Ed's security guys coming towards them and an idea came to her. "Is there a problem?" One of them asked.
"Yes," Sam replied. "You need to escort Mr. Smith and all of his belongs off the property." David looked at her as if he'd seen a ghost. "And I'm warning you now, if you ever step foot onto this property again you won't be dealing with a woman in the casino. You will be dealing with our head of security in a private room, have I made myself clear?"
"Yes," David gulped, he'd been here a few times and David always thought Sam liked him. When he came out of his thoughts he noticed Sam was gone and the two security guys were staring at him.
"What was all that about?" The 'Ice Queen' Nessa Holt asked Sam.
"Degrading marine's in a hotel, where one of everyone's favorite staff members is a marine is not a wise move."
Nessa smiled. "You know Ed's going to kill you, Mr. Smith was one of our highest bidders he lost twenty million in less than an hour once, of course he was playing at the Black Jack table I was dealing at! He didn't come back for months!"
"You deal?"
"Once in a while, when I get bored of watching tables!" Nessa looked over at a table and saw someone motioning for her to go over. "I'll talk to you later."
"Yeah," Sam looked around with no VIP's here now to take her attention she decided to have some fun!
An hour later, Sam found herself outside Mary's door. 'This is weird.' She thought. She knocked. When the door opened she found Mary in the clothes she wore yesterday, makeup smudged and smeared all across her face, except for a thin line on each cheek where tears had found there way down her cheeks.
"Mary, oh, uh, what happened?" A concerned look came across Sam's face.
"He, he, h-he wrote me a letter."
'Who the hell is he,' Sam thought, then it hit her, "Danny?" She questioned a look of sadness came across her face.
All Mary could do was nod. "Come on Mary, let's get you cleaned up." With that, Sam walked through the door picking up one of Mary's hands and leading her into the bathroom.
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