How Long Can it Last...

[#1_Nancy_McKeon]

This picks up from where the Season Finale ended. I'm writing this one alone along with still writing 'A Routine' so just bear with me, people.

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The apartment was completely quiet, but the rustling of people walking down the hallway past Liz’s door catches C.D.’s ears. Breathing shallowly she cracks her eyes open to look to her left at the door… she could see the shadows passing by now was the time…She opens her mouth to call for help, but nothing comes out. Closing her eyes slowly again she opens them and moves her head lower catching a glimpse of her blood stained shirt. Inhaling deeply she knew she needed help, but she couldn’t seem to gather the strength. She knew she had to stay calm otherwise the situation would fall further out of control, and she would have no hope of getting out alive.
Closing her eyes again she slips into a dream state. Remembering she and Nate’s parting words from earlier. She shouldn’t have come here she should have went and met Nate like she had planned. Then she remembered… Liz. Gathering up all the strength she could C.D. opens her eyes again keeping them from her own wound as they focus onto the woman laying across from her on the floor. She was in worse shape than she was. There was too much blood surrounding her for her to be alive. Closing her eyes again C.D. moves her hand up slowly to her pocket, and reaches inside feeling around for her cell phone. Filling it she pulls her hand out of her pocket, but the grasp on the phone wasn’t as tight as she thought allowing it fling onto the carpet below.
“Dammit!” C.D. says out loud struggling to maintain her breathing pattern. Leaning over she stretches to reach the phone, but her arms aren’t long enough… the phone was just out of reach, her lifeline.

Once having settled herself into her office the best that she could for right now Kate then remembers the folders she had left on Magda’s desk. Grabbing her crutch Kate struggles for a moment as she steadies herself, and limps from her office to Magda’s desk where she picks up the files.
An Officer stops at her side touching her arm gently, “It’s great you’re back, Captain.” The man says politely with a smile.
“Thanks, it’s great to be back.” Then it hit her, “Grab your partner, and do me a favor.” She begins. After explaining what she had to Magda about the U.S. Marshal the Officer’s were on their way to her apartment to pick her up for questioning. It was late, but Kate didn’t want to waste any time… If she was in on it there was no telling when she’d pack up and leave. It was best if they caught her before she expected anything.
Leaning Kate allowed the crutch to support her weight as she stood and read over one more thing in the case before the sound of her cell phone she had left in her office caught her attention. Tucking the folders under her free arm the woman hobbles into the Office, tossing the folders to her desk as she picks her cell up, “Captain McCafferty.” She proudly states. Her face drops, “Louis…” she says surprised.

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Feel free to post more within the next five minutes or so!







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[candace~n~nathan]

Yay!! New fiction!!! Great start, keep it up!!!!!

[Diamond_Dust_31]

Awesome!!!! More, please!

[TDfan69]

Hey, this is good-write more!!!!!!

Wendi

[CD DeLorenzo]

hmh.... I think I already read that somewhere.... lol I love it! Be nice and post more cause it rocks!

So, post more oOR....

[HIGH ENOUGH]

Looks like you got yourself another hit, Miranda!
Please post more once... no make that twice a day.

[Sweetchild2005]

MOREMOREMOREMOREMOREMOREMOREMOREMOREMOREMORE
MOREMOREMOREMOREMOREMOREMOREMORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[TLC4Whitney]

oooh I LOVE it!!! Post more

[Divisionbabe05]

This is great! Post more soon.

[#1_Nancy_McKeon]

I guess I will post more now. I have seven pages done.

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Checking his watch for the fifth time in five minutes Nate exhales and looks out the window at the falling rain that was visible beneath the streetlights. Leaning forward in his seat he looks first right out the window then left in search for the blonde he was awaiting. His heart jumps as he sees a tall woman coming toward the door of the restaurant, but it soon drops again when she arrives under the awning of the building and pulls the hood from her head revealing flowing long red hair; Definitely not C.D. Sitting back down in his seat he checks his watch again. He’d been waiting for forty-five minutes. That’s after he had stood in line at the local drug store for fifteen minutes just to buy a single red rose to surprise C.D. with when she arrived. Letting his eyes drop to the table he looks to the rose that was beginning to lose its poise. So many questions filled his head… Should he have confessed all his feelings today? Maybe the kiss over did it? Or maybe… The combinations and thoughts were endless. After excusing the waiter the fifth time from the table Nate shakes his head, “That’s it.” He says to himself as he dials a number. He wasn’t going to do this to himself anymore… he had to face the music. Find out what had happened for her not to show up.

Knocking on the door to Elizabeth, the U.S. Marshall’s, apartment the Officers waited for a response, but doesn’t get one so they knock yet again. Still nothing… Turning to leave the two men hear a telephone ring within the apartment that makes them stop for a moment longer. The phone had stopped… Coming from the apartment over a woman sees the two Officers, “I see someone called!” she states after she locks her door and walks toward them.
“Pardon me?” The Officer asks.
“I heard gunshots earlier, but I thought it was the TV.”
The two men look to each other. Giving each other a look.
Giving them a look the woman asks, “You didn’t get called about the shots, did you?”
The blonde Officer shakes his head, “No, Ma’am.” Just as his partner takes it upon himself to enter the apartment it’d be his job on the line if there wasn’t anything suspicious inside, but if so… He didn’t think he only reacted. Cracking the door he saw a dark shorthaired woman on the floor lying in a puddle of blood.
“OH MY GOD!” The neighbor exclaims grabbing her mouth after seeing her.
“Call 911!” The other Officer demands as the two rush into the apartment catching glimpse of the other bleeding woman.
“She doesn’t have a pulse!” The Officer yells to his partner across the room whom was checking on the blonde.
“This one does!” He had grabbed a cloth from the counter above her head and was now putting pressure on the wound. With his free hand he pulls the woman’s ID from her coat pocket so he could address her by name. Flipping the wallet open the glare of her star flashes him in the face, “This ones a Cop!” he exclaims.
Reaching up with a blood-dampened hand the man pushes a button to his radio and yells, “OFFICER DOWN! OFFICER DOWN! 10-71 Code three”

[TDfan69]

Hey- that wasn't seven pages, was it??????????


Wendi

[TLC4Whitney]

Omg this is such a good story, you have to post more so my night can be complete, heh heh

[Sweetchild2005]

Ok Miranda...its time you post more!!!

[Divisionbabe05]

This is Pimp-Ass....more!