Alone
CSI characters are not mine… originals are…
This is not a Mary Sue… and I assure you… I do have a plan as to where this is going so just bear with me… okay? And it's not over yet….
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Chapter 17
When I awoke the next morning it was with two pairs of eyes on me.
"Morning, Dad," McKenna said, sitting on top of me. Apparently I had fallen asleep on the couch…
I smiled, "Good morning to you too," I yawned.
The smell of pancakes reached my senses. "Mom's making breakfast," Morgan stated, sitting beside me on the couch.
"I noticed. I'm gonna go help with that," I replied, gently lifting McKenna up and spinning her around before setting her back on her feet, earning a laugh.
Before I could say or do anything to even tell Jamie I was in the room, she turned to face me. "I want to go back with you."
Her announcement caught me rather off-guard.
"To Vegas?" I replied.
She nodded. "This town is in the middle of nowhere, you have a job in Vegas. I can write anywhere," Jamie explained.
I smiled. "I'll call a friend to work out the details, if you're sure?"
Again, she nodded. "Please do," she hugged me then handed me a plate of pancakes to set on the table.
I was now rather glad my town house had come with a few too many rooms. The only person I had to call was an old friend with a U-Haul truck who could lend a hand in bringing Jamie's stuff to Vegas.
"When do you have to be back?" she asked me.
I sighed, mentally crossing out days. "Ugh, I have another week off." I replied.
"Do you think we can go back soon?"
I nodded. "Whenever you want."
I watched her smile. "I'm so glad you're alive," she said, hugging me again.
"I'm glad you three are, too."
Okay…. Short, boring chappie I know...But I've been up for 36 hours trying to get inspired… its failing …miserably… Well… I'm off to bed… Good night! REVIEW!