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Chapter 7: Simply Confusing

"G'day mates!" Bobby exclaimed as he walked – no, skipped was more like it – into the bullpen.

D looked up from his paperwork. "Hello to you too. Having a good day? Or should I say, had a good date?"

Bobby smirked as he propped his feet on the edge of his desk, "You're just jealous."

"Noo, I'm just happily married."

Bobby shrugged, "On anew topic, how's our plan comin' along?"

Jack and D walked over to his desk, Myles was already in earshot, sitting at his desk across from Bobby's. "In motion," Jack answered with a mischievous grin. "It took some persuasion and plenty of phone calls, but, we made it happen."

"Our guys should be preparing for the drop at this very moment," Myles said, checking his watch.

Bobby's smile grew. "Perfect."

"It's hard to see what they're saying," Sue frowned.

Tara and Lucy kept their fingers crossed, metaphorically speaking.

"Umm," Sue stretched out her neck, "Myles said something about preparing the…drop."

"That could be about anything." Tara's shoulder's slumped.

"Tell me about it." Lucy grumbled.

"Bobby said 'perfect'," Sue continued. "D's saying 'you know, they…something…Sue reading our lips.'" The trio realized what she had just said and they instantly pulled Sue's head back into the hallway.

"We should leave. Now." Tara suggested.

Lucy nodded vigorously, "Yeah." Levi barked his agreement. "Shhh," Lucy put a finger to her lips.

They rushed to the elevators and Lucy frantically pushed the down button. But before the doors opened the four men ambled over. Bobby and Jack smugly leaned against the wall on either side of them. Demetrius and Myles stood on the open side, D with his arms crossed around his chest and Myles casually had his hands in his pockets, surrounding the women. Bobby, Jack, D and Myles all wore the same expression; cocky and arrogant.

"Ladies." Myles said with a fake politeness.

Sue, Lucy and Tara held their chins high, "Gentlemen," Lucy matched Myles' tone.

"I do believe you have some explaining to do." Bobby opposed.

The elevator doors opened and the women plus Levi stepped in. Jack and Bobby held the doors open with one hand each. "We'd love to stay and chat," Tara said sweetly, "but we've got a lunch meeting with Garrett, he's already waiting for us."

Bobby and Jack exchanged looks, then after a while let the women disappear behind the closing doors, waving melodiously.

Only a second – literally – after the doors shut, none other than Ted Garrett walked past them. He nodded shortly and continued on.

Stunned, Myles huffed, the other three men stared unbelieving at their supervisor. "Excuse me, Garrett?" D called and the tall man turned around.

"Yes Gans?" Garrett asked, "I have a meeting I'm late for."

"The one with the 'Three Musketeerettes?" Myles asked.

Garrett frowned, "Only if you're talking about the Board of Directors which I sincerely hope you're not." He excused himself and continued down the hall, leaving the quartet motionless, speechless and simply confused.

Tara struggled to open her front door while balancing the two grocery bags at the same time. She felt the lock give way to the key and the door flung open. She walked in and kicked the door shut. Dropping the bags on her kitchen counter she noticed the odd smell for the first time.

With a sniff and a frown Tara followed the stench, ending up at her closed bedroom door. I thought I left the door open, she thought. Tara closed her hand around the doorknob and pushed the door open. She froze when the sight in front of her registered.

Sheep. Tara couldn't even see the floor there were so many.

Where on earth–" her eyes widened. "Bobby." Tara planted her fist on her hips.

The sound of countless 'baas' interrupted her findings.

With a sigh Tara began rubbing her throbbing temples when a sheep with a piece of paper taped to the wool slowly moseyed by. She bent down and gently pulled the note off, careful not to harm the soft – but smelly – animal. Tara unfolded the paper and read the note. You owe me 20 bucks, sheila. She let out a breath. A half smirk played at her lips when a thought struck her. Kara!

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