Authors note/ramblings: Since it haven't stopped raining and I can't seem to get off the computer here's something else. Don't own them, not making any profit, characters belong to Janet Evanovich. I'm listening to Sinead O'Connor's Nothing compares to you (lyrics are in bold). Makes this gloomy day even gloomier. Suggest you listen to her as well when you read this. All for that gloomy feeling. And it's not even Sunday… This is told from Rangers pov, Tanks pov in the end. (Some of the e-mails is a response on a previous mail. The first e-mail will be att the bottom, response above it and so on... I put in the sent-time of the mails, trying to get it more understandable. Hope you get it:) So this is what I managed to squeeze out:

It never rains, it pours

Chapter 2: Nothing compares to you

It's been seven hours and fifteen days since last time he had spoken to her. He had barely slept at all during those two weeks, spending all his time in the office and out on the street looking for her. It was like looking for a lost cat. He remembered his sister had had a cat when he was ten and they used to play with it. Its name was Snooze, because it liked to snooze a lot. It was a yellow and light brown with a white stomach and a bark brown spot over the left eye. One morning the cat was nowhere to be found and he and his sister had been looking around the neighbourhood for days hoping to find Snooze. When the days had turned into weeks they gave up. His sister had been devastated when their father had told them Snooze was probably snoozing in Neverneverland. He refused to believe that was where Stephanie was. He rubbed his eyes and got up from the chair and went to the kitchen to find something to eat. It was soon 8 pm and he wanted to do another search through the downtown of Trenton.
I go out every night and sleep all day. Most of his downtown contacts were nocturnal and he wanted to be on their level to see if he could find any inside information, or just anything that would cast a light upon Steph's mysterious disappearance.

Since you been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
But nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues
Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

He rummaged through the fridge and settled on a chicken salad. He needed to thank Ella when this was over. He wouldn't have survived if she hadn't brought him food and convinced him he must eat to keep up his strength so that he could search for her. He suddenly stopped on his way to his home office. He was halfway between the kitchen and the office when it hit him. He needed to thank Ella when this was over. When was this over? When they found her body? He felt a lump in his throat at the thought of finding her body. He shook his head and continued his way to the office. He closed his eyes as he passed the bedroom. The memory of her that night when he got home and had found her between his sheets and in his t-shirt made sleeping in the bed unbearable. Even taking a shower had him thinking of her, how she loved his showergel. He sat heavily down on the chair and turned to his laptop. He scanned through his mailbox one last time before heading out and his eyes settled upon a mail he had received from her over two months ago.

Yo Batman!

I was just wondering where the hell you are?

You're not answering your cell or your pager, I mean, what's the point with a pager if you don't call people back? Yeah, I know, Tank told me you're on a mission, but he's not very reassuring you know…

(Read between the lines: Tank is scaring the shit out of me)

So please give me Some lifesign, I'm going Crazy over here!

Wonder Woman

P.S. Don't eat too many doughnuts, you don't want to get fat. And if Lester says anything: IT WASN'T MY FAULT!

It's been so lonely without you here
Like a bird without a song
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling

He discovered he was crying. Big warm tears were streaming down his cheeks and for the first time in two weeks he let them come. He read the other mails he had received from her.

See, that wasn't so hard, was it? I'll stay sane now.

At 01.34 Ricardo Mañoso wrote:

Babe

At 09.16 Stephanie Plum wrote:

Yo Batman! I was just wondering where the hell you are? You're not answering your cell or your pager, I mean…

And another one.

Ehm… about the car… can you call me asap?

At 15.27 Ricardo Mañoso wrote:

I'll have Cal deliver a car for you this evening. If you have any preferences, call me.


Tell me baby where did I go wrong
I could put my arms around every boy I see
But they'd only remind me of you
I went to the doctor n'guess what he told me
Guess what he told me
He said girl u better try to have fun
No matter what you'll do
But he's a fool
Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

He was going crazy without her. Even though she and Morelli was a couple she would still work with him and call him when she needed help. The last mail he had received from her he had received the evening before the day before she disappeared.

Allright! I'll be in the office at nine o'clock tomorrow. Be there or be squared!

At 20.28 Ricardo Mañoso wrote:

Babe

At 20.21 Stephanie Plum wrote:

Damn ESP, you do it over internet too?! You can't hear over internet, can you? If so I'm going to move to Alaska. This is almost embarrassing.

At 19.55 Ricardo Mañoso wrote:

It's not a good idea, besides, last time Tank worked with you he broke his leg. And stop thinking Babe, you're starting to make me nervous.

Ghostbusters again?

At 19.32 Stephanie Plum wrote:

Later, I'm taking a shower, have to get rid of the garbage Lynch threw at me. How about you tell Tank to come with me next time, and he can throw Lynch out the window for me?Then Vinnie can't blame me… Okay I know, it's a bad idea, but I can dream, can't I? Now I'm getting into the shower, and I don't want any visitors! Including you… I want only me, myself and I in the shower. And I'm going now. And I'm going to press send before I say anything that I will regret later.

At 16.08 Ricardo Mañoso wrote:

We need to talk.


all the flowers that you planted, mama
In the back yard
All died when you went away
I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard
But I'm willing to give it another try
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

His chest was hurting and his breath came in ragged sobs making his whole body quiver. He turned off the laptop wiped his nose and ate the salad. While eating he pulled himself together and when he exited his apartment he was in control again. He was in search mode.

"Tank, get Santos and Brown to cover the east area, who's on the hotline?"

"Zero and Rodriguez. Brown called five minutes ago."

Ranger looked up at his best friend enquiringly.

"Well?"

"Nothing." Tank answered and they both got silently into the Hummer and they sped away into the night. Ranger was in his zone and Tank was in his own thoughts.

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Brown had told him they might have a lead, but it was very unsure, and that it was unwise to tell Ranger yet. Tank pondered for a moment if he had done right not to tell Ranger, he was after all his best friend. He looked over at Ranger, Brown was right, if the lead led to nothing it would do more harm than good telling Ranger. It was best it was left to Brown and Santos to investigate. He only hoped there really was a lead, he couldn't take it anymore not to know what had happened to her. Even if they found her dead, that would be the worst scenario, he wouldn't have to deal with not knowing. Oh gosh, Bomber, he thought, please don't be dead.

Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

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