ROAD TRIP
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When Jason and Lulu took off for Tennessee I couldn't help wishing Milo and Carly tagged along. Thanks to you all taking the time to read this I have a reason to write my fantasy down.
Sara
Chapter Five- Car Games
TWENTY MINUTES LATER, they pulled up at the house.
Jason turned to Carly, "Stay here and keep her containedOkay?"
Carly nodded, serious now.
She would rather eat broken glass then ever let Jason Morgan down again. Once in a lifetime was enough.
If he had ever let her down, she couldn't admit it to herself. She couldn't see most of his faults. And the ones she did she instantly forgave him for, in the span of a blink, just like that.
Because she loved him.
As Jason climbed out of the car, her heart raced. She knew he went into danger everyday but she didn't want to ever have a front row seat for it.
Lulu asked Milo," Do you think Spinelli is dead?"
Milo let out a breath, not wanting to lie. He slowly touched her hand, their eyes held.
Jason banged on the window, knocking Milo out of his daze. Milo got out of the car and Jason gave him an annoyed look.
"Sorry," Milo muttered.
Jason pointed toward the back of the house, telling Milo to go around there while Jason went in the front. Their were no cars in the driveway or nearby, and he doubted Alcazar's men were still there, but they had to be sure.
Jason went to the window and looked inside. The house looked abandoned.
He looked at the front door and noticed it was slightly ajar. He crept inside. Lamps were knocked over, a vase was broken, there was a spent shot gun casing and a trail of blood that lead down a hall.
Jason followed the trial and found a bedroom, there was a large blood stain on the floor.
He made his way to the kitchen and let Milo in the back door.
"Check out upstairs," Jason said
Jason went back to the living room. The phone rang. He picked it up but didn't say anything.
"I know it's you, Mobster dude." said the squeaky voice on the other end. Then he laughed "It's me, man, The Jackal."
"Where the hell are you?" Jason asked
"In hiding, man. But I see you. Grammy's place is wired with cameras and I hacked into the security system on my laptop. She's kind of paranoid so she got the cameras after 9-11. She said Osama wouldn't be trying to sneak up on her."
"Spinelli." Jason said the word slowly, in frustration.
"What, dude?"
"Was there a shooting here last night?"
"Oh yeah, man. It was psychedelic. The Godfather live and in living color." Spinelli started to sing the theme song to the comedy sketch show, "You can do what you want to do, in living color. In living color!"
Then he said "Get what I mean, man?"
"No." Jason said. He let out a breath.
Milo came downstairs. "Nothing up there, boss."
"Go back to the car," Jason said to him. Then to Spinelli "Tell me where you are."
"So I can get slaughtered like a Drew Barrymore in Scream? No, that's all right. Me and Grammy are cool on our own. Why don't you go back home and kill Crazy Alky and then it'll be all good in the hood, right?"
"Sam needs you to testify! If she is convicted because your silly ass is making me chase you all over half the country I swear to ..." Jason yelled at him
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, okay. You are scaring me, hitman killer dude."
"You have five seconds left, Spinelli. Five seconds to tell me the address of where you are and then I lose my patience and if that happens..."
In a scared voice, Spinelli said, "Like, oh no."
"Like yeah." Jason said "Five, four,"
"Hitman killer dude, you have to understand..."
"Three..."
"Morgan... I mean Mr. Morgan... Sir... listen, my Grammy is with me and she doesn't really like your type...gangsters, no offense. it got kinda brutal when they showed up last night and I had to do a little Stone cold Steve Austin type moves on them with some Rock thrown in.. so I don't think..."
"You won't be able to think anything, Spinelli, if I get to one."
" But I'm an innocent caught in this mob war! You can't kill me! I have so much to live for.. so many girls I haven't dated yet... there are a world of babeolious honeys just waiting to meet The Jackal."
"Two!"
"You have a real problem with anger."
"One. All right, have it your way. I'm coming for you, Spinelli."
"Wait! Okay, we can work together. When you say it that way- all sweet and begging- how could I say no?"
Jason gritted his teeth, "The address?"
OUT IN THE CAR, Milo and Lulu were in the backseat. Carly was standing outside the car, using Milo's cell phone to try and call Jax again.
Milo said to Lulu, "Yeah, going in that house was no big deal to me. I've been in a few gun fights... I know my way around...yeah..."
"That sounds like a really dumb way to make a living." She said
Milo looked heartbroken.
"Not that I think you're dumb," she corrected. "Actually, you seem intelligent and you just may be the nicest guy I ever met. But you're too good for this kind of lifestyle. I could see you as a artist or teacher or even a priest."
His mouth dropped. "Priest? Um, Lulu," he leaned close to her "I'm not all that sweet."
A challenging look came in her eye. "Oh yeah? Prove it."
She didn't think he would do it, kiss her. Maybe on the cheek. More than likely, she figured, he would blush and scoot away.
But instead he leaned closer, closer, slowly, until his mouth was nearly on hers.
She took in a surprised breath. Then his lips touched hers in a tender kiss that had just a hint of heat to it.
He pulled away first, her eyes were still closed. All her senses were concentrated on how wonderful that felt.
Milo said, "Still think I'm sweet?"
She opened her eyes, "As sweet as they come," she murmured softly.
He stilled, thinking that meant he was boring.
Lulu smiled, "But you probably won't cut it as a priest." She winked at him.
Milo's whole face lit up.
Jason jerked open the door and said, "Spinelli is alive. He's a couple towns away at a rented cabin."
Carly got in the car. She looked at Milo, saw the goofy grin on his face, then her eyes moved to Lulu's flushed face. They shared a look.
"Hmm." Carly said
"What?" Jason asked, starting the car.
Carly faced forward and smiled, "Oh nothing. I just think I was wrong earlier." She was referring to when she thought Lulu might not give Milo a chance.
"About?" Jason asked
"Love."
"Forget I asked," he said
"Isn't it great when people end up with their soul mate?" Carly
sighed happily.
Jason said, "I really wouldn't know." He concentrated on the road.
Carly said, "But one day, Jase, wouldn't you like to find out?"
The question hung in the air, her soft dreamy words causing all of them to imagine a happy ever after somewhere years down the road.
Lulu spoke first, "She asked you a question."
"I heard her." Jason said
"So?" asked Lulu
"So what?" Jason asked "What are we talking about?"
"Soulmates, Sir," Milo said helpfully
Jason shook his head in frustration. He asked, "You want to play a game?"
"A game?" Lulu asked "Finally! I didn't know you knew any car games. What are the rules?"
Jason replied, "Who ever talks first gets left on the side of the interstate."
"Jase!" Carly said, laughing.
"That is the crappiest game ever!" Lulu cried.
"It doesn't really sound like any fun." Milo said "Are you sure you have the rules, right? How about License Plate Bingo instead?"
"I see Tennessee!" Lulu called
"Easy one," said Carly. "I see California."
"I see Hawaii." Milo said
"How would a car get here from Hawaii?" asked Lulu
"Submarine," said Milo
"Of course," said Lulu joking right along with him "That makes perfect sense."
"UGH!" Jason cried, gripping the steering wheel tighter. "No, we are playing The Silent Game. Starting..."
"Meanie!" cried Lulu
"NOW." said Jason