Dr. Jesse Travis yawned as he steered his car one-handed through the night. After spending the whole day with her, Amanda had thanked him and, upon seeing his sagging eyelids, sent him home. So, an hour later, ( he stayed until she had fallen asleep) here he was. The drone of the car was lulling him to sleep so he flipped the radio on. He sang along as one of his favorite songs came on. (A/N: Actually it's one of my favorite songs. It was going through my head while writing this. Lol. It's "Train" "Drops of Jupiter" not mine.)
"So now she's back in the at-mos-phere with drops of Jupiter in her hair." he belted out, very aware of the fact that his singing voice left much to be desired. Suddenly blaring sirens and flashing lights forced him off of the road as a fire truck whizzed by. Silently hoping everything was okay he eased his car back onto the road. As he neared his apartment building fear gripped him as he realized that it was his own apartment on fire. His eyes on the orange glow, he did not notice his car slip over to the center line. A blaring horn brought him back to the road. Though he moved his foot to the brake he knew the car would never stop in time. He heard the sickening crunch of metal right before the darkness overwhelmed him.
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Mark drove like a madman down the highway toward the beach house. He had called Amanda, only to be assured that she was okay, well as okay as she could be. Now he tried to get a hold of Jesse, growing concerned when he did not answer. He skidded to a stop out side his home. No smoke…..NO fire. Jesse!!! He was on the road again.
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Steve had stayed at the hotel when his father drove away to wait on his fellow policemen. An hour later, a key had been found in the doll house, and Cheryl was attempting to find out what it went to.
"Detective!" The sketch artist called for him. Steve walked purposefully over to him.
"This is our supposed Amanda Bentley." He handed the sketch to Steve, who stared at it. The face staring back at him looked familiar. Then he had it-she was that new nurse at Community General that Jesse had pointed out. Unable to remember her name he pocketed the picture to show to his father. He was just about to call his dad when Cheryl tapped his shoulder. He turned.
"The key goes to a rented house on fifth and main. What about the woman?" Cheryl asked. He pulled the paper out. "I know her." his partner muttered.
"I need a team at that address now." He barked. As Cheryl walked away his phone rang.
"Sloan!"
"Steve" It was his father. Steve's heart sped up in panic, Mark sounded scared.
"Dad, What's wrong? Are you all right?" Steve was worried.
"I'm fine! It's Jesse. Come to the hospital. There's been an accident." Steve stopped breathing.
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She left the house with the water hose on and the children tied up in the basement. It was against the rules she knew. Nobody was supposed to die this early in the game. They had broken the rules first. Nobody was supposed to get hurt this early in the game either, but Jesse had changed that. Rules change. She smiled, as sunbeams glittered on the blade. Abby Cromwell hopped into the drivers seat and Kayla Brown hopped into the passenger seat. Now it was a whole new game……..
TBC
Sorry it took so long I just could not seem to get my thoughts on paper so to speak. Not the best chapter, but I had a new idea. Review please!!!!!!!! I will update as soon as possible. Thanks for the Reviews I've gotten. ^_^ ~Sara~
"So now she's back in the at-mos-phere with drops of Jupiter in her hair." he belted out, very aware of the fact that his singing voice left much to be desired. Suddenly blaring sirens and flashing lights forced him off of the road as a fire truck whizzed by. Silently hoping everything was okay he eased his car back onto the road. As he neared his apartment building fear gripped him as he realized that it was his own apartment on fire. His eyes on the orange glow, he did not notice his car slip over to the center line. A blaring horn brought him back to the road. Though he moved his foot to the brake he knew the car would never stop in time. He heard the sickening crunch of metal right before the darkness overwhelmed him.
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Mark drove like a madman down the highway toward the beach house. He had called Amanda, only to be assured that she was okay, well as okay as she could be. Now he tried to get a hold of Jesse, growing concerned when he did not answer. He skidded to a stop out side his home. No smoke…..NO fire. Jesse!!! He was on the road again.
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Steve had stayed at the hotel when his father drove away to wait on his fellow policemen. An hour later, a key had been found in the doll house, and Cheryl was attempting to find out what it went to.
"Detective!" The sketch artist called for him. Steve walked purposefully over to him.
"This is our supposed Amanda Bentley." He handed the sketch to Steve, who stared at it. The face staring back at him looked familiar. Then he had it-she was that new nurse at Community General that Jesse had pointed out. Unable to remember her name he pocketed the picture to show to his father. He was just about to call his dad when Cheryl tapped his shoulder. He turned.
"The key goes to a rented house on fifth and main. What about the woman?" Cheryl asked. He pulled the paper out. "I know her." his partner muttered.
"I need a team at that address now." He barked. As Cheryl walked away his phone rang.
"Sloan!"
"Steve" It was his father. Steve's heart sped up in panic, Mark sounded scared.
"Dad, What's wrong? Are you all right?" Steve was worried.
"I'm fine! It's Jesse. Come to the hospital. There's been an accident." Steve stopped breathing.
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She left the house with the water hose on and the children tied up in the basement. It was against the rules she knew. Nobody was supposed to die this early in the game. They had broken the rules first. Nobody was supposed to get hurt this early in the game either, but Jesse had changed that. Rules change. She smiled, as sunbeams glittered on the blade. Abby Cromwell hopped into the drivers seat and Kayla Brown hopped into the passenger seat. Now it was a whole new game……..
TBC
Sorry it took so long I just could not seem to get my thoughts on paper so to speak. Not the best chapter, but I had a new idea. Review please!!!!!!!! I will update as soon as possible. Thanks for the Reviews I've gotten. ^_^ ~Sara~