Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Angels. That privilege belongs to Aaron Spelling and Leonard Goldberg..
Hey Kris.
I tried calling you last night. I just really needed to hear a friendly voice. The last few days have been a bit crazy. I got your message when I got in last night. You sounded worried about something. Another reason I wanted to call.
Anyway I thought I'd give you an update on what's going on down here. God I don't even know where to start. Working a case the first time I have ever been so scared in my life.
Kelly was shot about a month ago. It was an accident from a little boy she had befriended. God Kris we came so close to losing her I can't even imagine. It was all I could do to keep Bri calm. I tried calling you that night but you were out on the town I guess. Then we spent all our energy in finding the little boy and we ended up getting more then we bargained for.
Then there was when I was hurt with that exploding tennis ball. I know you were worried about this job and I explained I was ok on the phone after it happened. It just seems that lately someone wants to send the angels to heaven.
It was not long after that case when Charlie had us looking into the disappearance of a girl on the army base. Thank god then for Kelly. She saved my life. That girl can shot I can tell you that.
I know, one more thing for you to worry about.
We learned a little about Kelly yesterday though. Seems her life at the orphanage wasn't that best. And someone was using hypnosis and exploited that. I was finally able to get through to her. And in the end we caught the bad guy.
Charlie has promised us a few days off. If it's ok I was going to come up and visit for a few days. It's been awhile. I know you are probably getting ready for exams before you start your last semester before you graduate. It's just that after the last month I just really need to spend some time with you.
I'll give you a call in a couple days once I figure this has reached you and work out details on a visit. If you get this before I call please call me.
Love you lots.
Your big sis forever,
Jill
Xoxo
~~~CA~~~~CA
Kris read the letter in her hand. She couldn't believe that Jill had been going through all this and hadn't told her. How do you go through one of your best friends getting shot?
She placed the letter on the table and reached for the phone in her small apartment. She had just got in from a long night arresting prostitutes and thought maybe a good chat with her sister would do them both good.
She waited a few more minutes and was starting to think she missed her sister.
"Hello?"
"Jill hi."
"Hey Kris. I'm glad you called."
"Yeah me too. Are you ok?"
"Yeah its just the last few months or so everything seems to be going crazy."
Kris listened to her sister as she explained more in detail about some of the cases she mentioned in her letter.
"Look, I think you coming up here is a great idea." Kris finally said. Now was a good a time as ever to come clean with Jill after nearly six months.
"Perfect. I'll come up on Friday we can spend all weekend together."
"Um Friday? How about in the middle of the week?" Kris now treaded softly.
"Funny, don't you have classes?"
Kris didn't want to tell her sister on the phone that she hadn't had classes in the middle of the week for months now. "I have a clear day on Tuesday. If you come Monday we would then have Monday night and all day Tuesday. And most of Wednesday as I don't have anything till later that night." It wasn't complete lie she did have something that night. She was helping vice for one more night on their prostitution ring.
Jill thought a minute. She was sure she could get a few days off next week. "Sure I'll check with Charlie and come up on Monday. I love you."
"I love you too." Kris hung up the phone knowing that by Monday night she would have come clean with Jill and no more secrets. She would tell her that she had gone through the SFPD and was now following in her footsteps.