CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED AND TWELVE

Website where all photos of all outfits mentioned is on my profile. 5 reviews gets next chapter early. Details of Sarah's outfit aren't until the next chapter, sorry and my PC currently won't let me update the photos, will be done from Laptop in about 4 hours when I get home.

I sit down at Opie's desk and dry my hair with Donna's hair dryer, listening to Al talk as I do.

"I'm glad I came here. I didn't know if I'd like it or not, but you were right. It has a charm," Al snorts at herself "that you just don't get in New York."

I peer up through the curtain of hair, "I just wish Cam were here to. How's she going, I haven't heard from her."

Al rolls her eyes, "She likes the woman that her father wants to marry but she doesn't want to admit it. The age difference doesn't help Cam's stubbornness."

"Age difference?" I ask brushing my hair over one shoulder and running my hairbrush down the lengths, spotting a few split ends with a scowl.

"It's Trish." Al says, fixing her eyes on me.

My jaw drops open, "Wow, didn't expect that."

"Nope, Cam didn't expect her father to start dating his secretary either. It's so cliché it's boring. Cam loves Trish, but she loves Trish as her father's secretary, not as her step-mother. The fact that Trish is only 10 years older than her is making it hard for Cam to." Al says, tugging at the bottom of her shirt. "But Cam told me Trish has agreed to sign a pre-nup without Derek even asking. He said that they didn't need one, but Trish's argument is that she's not taking much in why should she take much out if it doesn't work."

"Fair enough I guess. Did that help Cam?" I ask, Cam and her father have always been insanely close, when she became friends with Al, and later me, we were both told that we had to pass the 'meet the father' test. Thankfully we did and Derek is an amazing father to Cam.

"I think so, Cam's been having dinner with Derek and Trish every night since she went back and every time I talk to her she sounds a bit more accepting."

"So is she coming back? At all?" I feel horrible that I have no idea what's going on with Cam and her father.

"I'm not sure. If she does it won't be for at least a few weeks, she said she's staying there till everything is settled." Al says with a shrug.

The word 'settled' triggers something in my brain and I have a sudden thought that I haven't checked the settlement from John has been processed. "Hey Al, I know this is random but do you have your laptop here?"

She shakes her head, "Nope, but I can get Juice's spare if you want."

I nod, "Thanks, I only need it for a couple of minutes."

She jumps to her feet and heads out the door retrieving a key from her pocket as she goes towards the other dorm rooms. While I'm sitting alone in the room my phone chirps from my bag so I fish for it and see it's a reply from Patrick.

Waiting till Al comes back I turn the phone onto silent and toss it back into my bag and start on my makeup, keeping my hair flowing down around my shoulders I make my eyes as dark as I dare and finish with a bronze coloured lipstick. I'm just tucking the lipstick back into the case as Al comes in with Juice's laptop in her hand and Donna steps out of the bathroom.

Running my eyes over her I frown. "So I'm going out in next to nothing and you get to be completely covered? Hang on; I recognise that top, turn around."

Sure enough even though Donna is wearing her almost trademark white jeans the black singlet style top she's wearing leaves her back exposed from her waist upwards.

Jumping out of the seat I let Donna sit down to do her hair and put on whatever make up she wants. Al hands me Juice's laptop and perches on the edge of the dressing table.

"Thanks Al." I smile as I open the computer and wait for it to load. "I just have a couple of things to do."

Al nods, "Sure, no problem. Not like it's mine anyway."

I laugh, "True. And I'm pretty sure it's been to 99.9% of porn sites anyway."

Al laughs as she nods enthusiastically, "Yep, it's definitely seen that."

I log into my bank website and check my balances; the payment from Jack's broker company has shown up via my lawyer which has rocketed my available balance up. I frown a little and open the transactions, sure that I'd spent more than it's showing I have. Donna meets my eyes in the mirror as I wait for the page to finish loading.

"You okay?" She asks her mascara wand in mid-air.

"Yep, just seems like I have more money then I should." I laugh.

"Don't knock it. Maybe I'll get Italian marble in my bathrooms." Donna replies with a giggle.

I just shrug, "That's fine." Running through the transactions I can see why there is more in the account then there should have been the quarterly interest from one of my investments has been processed. "Must have been a good year for wine this year." I idly comment as I log out of the bank site and flick to the site for remote email log in.

I ignore all bar the one from Patrick and when I read what he's written I can't stop the little squeal of excitement that I make.

Donna looks up again, "What?"

"He found it." I say with a huge smile.

"Found what?" Al asks as Donna face twists into an expression of disbelief.

"That fast?" She asks.

I nod, turning to Al. "Chibs got hurt today cause of Craig, I offered him any bottle of whiskey he wanted, he named one. I set Patrick on it and he found one, and it's in California."

I start a quick reply back to Patrick letting him know to go ahead with the purchase and open another window, going back to the bank site I enter the details for the cost of the bottle that Patrick had quoted, plus his fee. Going back to the email I let him know that I've sent the money over and to get the address so I can collect it, after all its within the state so I can easily do a day trip, it's only 16 hours round trip roughly from Charming to anywhere in the state.

Sending the reply e-mail I quickly browse through the rest of them, but nothing is of any interest, I read one e-mail from Graham and decide to reply to it tomorrow when I'm more in the mood to make an e-mail seem bright and happy. I click back into the in-box and see there's already a reply from Patrick telling me he's sent the details to the seller and giving me the Los Angeles address for Tuesday collection. A short e-mail again to Patrick telling him that at 9pm on a Saturday night he should be at home, not in the office but thanking him for the quick reply is the last thing I do before I log off everything and turn the laptop off, handing it back to Al.

Donna is sitting in the chair staring at me, "Are you gonna tell me how much you just spend on ONE bottle of booze?"

"Nope. But we're going to LA to collect it on Tuesday." I grin as Al hurries out of the room to put the laptop back in Juice's room.

Opie knocks on the door as we hear Al coming back down the hall. "Church is out. Foods on."

"Ok, we'll be about 15 minutes, Sarah's still drying her hair." Donna shoots me a look as I do a slow shake of my head at her.

Al comes back through the door as Opie walks down the hall, the tilt of her head enough to show the curiosity she's feeling. "Didn't D tell you? It's the next stage of 'drive Jax insane'."

Al giggles "I see that."

We sit and talk for a while longer before I eventually move to sit on the edge of the bed to put my shoes on before standing and wrapping my arm through Al's and D's elbows. "Let's go."