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Chapter Seven

The next day, on a Monday morning, it had been very good between Jamie and Michael. For the first time in weeks, Michael had slept fully on the same bed as Jamie, putting his arms around her to keep her warm but sadly, it had ended about two hours ago, around six when Michael got up and got himself ready by going to the bathroom and getting himself all clean and nice before leaving the house but he did one more thing before he went to the bathroom.

After waking up, he turned to his wife who was sleeping very peacefully with the sheets around her and to tell his wife that he loves her, he whispered softly to Jamie’s ear, “Morning, Jamie. Hope that you have a sweet dream!” and then, smoothed out her wavy brown hair and kissed her on the forehead. Jamie smiled at when he did that which also made Michael smiled and knowing that he got only two hours to get himself and the kids ready before telling Jamie something that had came at the last-minute that involved them.

The moment she woke up, the orange digits on the clock on the bedside table told her that the time was eight o’clock and from upstairs, she smelled the smell of pancakes in the kitchen. Thinking that Michael was making some pancakes for the girls before heading off to Quantico for work and for the girls, school just like old times, Jamie smiled at herself and said to herself, “Oh, Michael. You’re still back!”, referring to her husband’s sudden return to the man before the tour of duty. Wanting to get down before the members of the Thomas family will eat all the breakfast, she grabbed her old, broken in, terrycloth robe, put it on, and ran downstairs to the kitchen to be with her family but something out of the blue will come to them.

Two minutes later, when Jamie got to the kitchen, she was expecting her children to be very happy while eating the pancakes their fathers made for them but it was very different. Instead of the happiness, she saw Mac and Izzie, crying while holding on the legs of the pants that looked like the ones that were part of Michael’s military uniform, and telling her father in a very sad voice between the tears, “Daddy! Daddy! Don’t leave us!” Even Jake was crying out to him, telling him not to go because he was getting used to his father after being not very close to him over the past few months.

Looking up from their girls to the olive green jacket over a tan dress shirt and a matching tie to Michael’s face, Jamie walked over to them and asked them, “What the hell was going on around here?”

Mac looked up to her mother when Jamie asked that question and with tears coming down her face, she answered Jamie’s question by saying to her, “Daddy leaving us again!” To get what Izzie was thinking about it, Jamie turned her head to her youngest daughter for it and in return, Izzie gave her the same answer but with this, she added a nod to it. Seconds later, Jamie even looked at Jake who was still crying his blue eyes out. After seeing that, Jamie sighed to herself and walked over to Jake’s high-chair, picked him up, and walking over to her husband who was watching all of this and comforting Mac and Izzie at the same time, she looked at him and asked him, “Michael, tell me what had happened here?”

Staring at her, Michael looked at Jamie’s blue eyes and said to her, “Jamie, I know that you think that I am becoming back to the man after I came back from Iraq but this is nothing like that. Not at all.” Jamie stared at Michael for a long time, sinking that into her brain and moments later, she asked him again, “Michael, if that wasn’t it, what is it, then?” Right away, holding the two girls who still holding his only set of legs, Michael told her that he got a call from his company leader who was living at Pendleton that he got a very important assignment that needed his help and right away, Michael told him that he was okay with that and the call came from yesterday and he had to leave that particular morning to get over there.

After hearing that, Jamie looked like that she might kill him for telling her that on the morning of his departure instead of yesterday but from thinking about it, maybe this morning was the better choice because after spending some time with their father, Mac and Izzie were very happy and loving their Daddy all over again and she don’t want those images on their faces to fade away again. Now, staring at her husband, Jamie sighed for the second time and asked him, “When are you coming back?”

Michael just shook his head and answered her question, “I don’t know, Jamie. He hadn’t given the exact info but he does know that this might be about two weeks tops.” In the background, the both of them can hear Mac and Izzie, still in their sad voices, asking her father, “Two weeks? Daddy, that’s long!”

Knowing that the two of them were very sad about that, with a grin on his face, Michael squatted down to them and said something to make them happy, “I know, girls. Two weeks is a very long time but I will make sure that won’t be that way.” The two girls looked up to their father’s face and asked him, “But how?” Still with that grin on his face, Michael said back to them, “I will call you guys every night and ask the both of you about your day. I will send you some photos and maybe, you two can use Mama’s laptop and use the webcam and I can see you guys’ pretty faces from the other coast. Okay with that, Angels?”

The girls heard that and after sinking that in, Mac and Izzie gave him a big smile with all their teeth and a big hug while saying to him, “We are okay with that, Daddy. We’ll miss you!” Hugging his two little girls and giving them kisses all over their sweet faces, Michael said to them, “I’ll miss you guys, too.” and now staring at his wife who was still in the kitchen, carrying Jake in her arms, and smiling at that sweet moment of the girls and their father, Michael told Mac and Izzie to go back to the kitchen to finish their breakfast while he and Mama have a talk before the taxi comes over to pick him up to go to Quantico where he will flying from to Pendleton. “Okay, Daddy.” said the girls who gave him one more hug and kiss before heading off to the kitchen table to finish their breakfast. After seeing the girls running off, Michael gave Jamie a ‘come over’ gesture with his hand, telling her to come over to him so they can have one last talk, one last hug, and one last hug before heading off to somewhere far away.

When she came over to her husband, Jamie followed him out the kitchen, into the front hallway, and at the front door where a suitcase was standing at which Jamie hadn’t noticed when she came downstairs, Michael grabbed the handle of the suitcase, opened the door and stepped outside on the steps where a taxi was waiting for him. Knowing that this is their last good-bye for the next two weeks, Jamie did the same things and in front of Michael, she looked at Michael one more time and while sandwiched Jake between them, Jamie kissed him on the lips a few times and then, looking at those brown eyes of his and that grin on his face, she said to him with a smile on her own face, “Try to do a great job there, Michael and I will miss you!” After hearing that, in return, he told her that he will do that, he will miss her too, and kissed her again before heading over to Jake who was staring at the whole thing and said to him while kissing him and patting Jake’s light brown hair, “Bye, Jake. Take care of your Mama for me, okay?”

In return, Jake was saying something gibberish and giving his father a wide toothless smile, telling Michael that he will do that. Michael smiled at his son for that and turned to his wife, who he given him another kiss before hearing the taxi driver honking at him, telling him to hurry up. After hearing that, Michael waved back to the people who loves, got inside the cab, and left but the same time, Jamie heard some running and pacing at the right side of the railing and turning over to that side to who was doing those things, Jamie Thomas had froze again because Sean Connors was running toward them while holding onto a leash that was attached to a brown lab that was probably Boyd. “Oh, no! Don’t come over to me!”thought Jamie when she saw him making a quick landing a few feet away but her wish didn’t came true because instead of stopping at his own house, he ran over to hers and now standing at her front steps.

After looking Sean’s damp light brown hair, sweat-filled t-shirt and shorts, and facing the back of the taxi which contains Michael, he turned around to her and said to her with a grin on his face, “So, your husband just left, didn’t you?” Wanting to tell him that was true by being quiet and giving him a nod, Jamie was about to do that but she stopped because from the advice that Julie gave her yesterday, Jamie had to get over her fear and had to talk to Sean with confidence. Agreeing with that, Jamie decided to do that and said to Sean, “Yeah, he’s going to San Diego for work for two weeks.”

The moment he heard that, right away with enough confidence to last a lifetime and those blue eyes of his, Sean smiled at her and asked her after greeted Jake by saying to him, “Hey, little man!” which make Jake smiled, “You want me to keep you company?”

Seconds after hearing that, Jamie gave him a weird face and said back to him, “What?” After seeing that odd face of hers, Sean just smiled at her and said to her, “You know? Having a friend over each time you felt lonely. You know that?” Completely understanding every word he was saying out of his mouth, Jamie told him yeah and asked him, “Why you want to do that?” Still with that grin on his cute-ass face, Sean told her that he want to get to know her and her family better and thinks that this might be a good time to do that. Plus, it could be nice for her daughters to get to hang out with another person to keep them company while their Daddy is away.

Thinking that could be a great idea but still wondering if this was a bad idea or not, Jamie said to him, “I don’t know, Sean. I might have some reasons for that, especially for the kids.” Giving her the puppy eyes, Sean said to her, “Come on, Jamie. It could be a great idea. I am pretty sure that your kids might like me. Mac and Jake seems to like me but I am not pretty sure about little Izzie but it will worth the try.”

Not knowing how Sean knew the names of the other children even though he only met Mac, Jamie was about to ask him that but stopped because she agreed with him suddenly and right now, with a smile on her face, Jamie said to him, “Sure, Sean. We could do that. How about tonight?” With a grin on his face and holding on to Boyd’s leash, Sean said back to her, “Sure, Jamie. Tonight is good and looks at the time, I better get over to work.” Sean looked at his watch when he told her that, smiled at her seconds later, and said back to her while heading back into his own home, “See you tonight, Jamie.” Moments later, Sean Connors was back into his own home and waving at him, right now, Jamie had no idea what had happened to her recently but it seems nice.
posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I Wake up. I see nothing but my pale white ceiling, I want to stay here, but then I hear my name. I rush up and go to the door but then I look down and see what I am wearing nothing but my under wear and a white singlet. I get my dressing gown and put my arms through the sleeves. I walk down the stairs and see my sister, her face is filled with anger I suddenly regret coming down. I stop walking once I reach the bottom of the stairs she walks up to me and smiled. I am confused until I realise that Georgia is here. Georgia is the goddess of music, hundreds of years ago she was the outcast, her...
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posted by funnyshawna
Life is an iPod. The different melodies, the ups and the downs, the changes in tempo, every song, and every experience differs a little from the next. Start with the tinkling bells, meaningless lyrics, and soothing sounds of early childhood. Everything is simple; repetition, a song meant for young ears, nothing to think about, nothing to ponder, just to breathe and to live. One song flows into the next, changing subtly, barely noticed. Then the words begin to gather more depth; the beat becomes a little faster, a little louder. The music plays, slow and monotonous during the school day, dragging...
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Who is Mary Sue, you ask?

She is a pest, a scourge, a CURSE upon the world of fiction; a dull, cliche character who mostly invades the fan fiction universe (especially in fandoms like Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter), but can also be found in original work, TV shows, books, movies, etc. In fan fiction, she's usually the fangirl's way of inserting herself in the story and pairing herself up with the cutest/hottest character. This infamous evil can be identified by the following traits:

1: She is stunningly/unusually beautiful. Oh she may deny it, claiming to be a "plain Jane" and modestly deflecting...
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posted by VampirePrinsess
I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all day long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come home
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against the wall
i try to hide
from his...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
“Ouch!” last night I was out to long and by the time I came home I was exhausted so I just slept on my mattress that laid on the floor.
    I woke to the waves crashing onto the shore and the sun light touching my eyes. Not realizing I was on the edge of my bed, I stretched and landed on the cold floor to my two room apartment.
    I got off the floor grabbing my silk bathrobe that was sitting on top of the box next to my mattress. I walked over to my living room windows and opened the shades up to reveal a beautiful ocean. The sky was clear all for...
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HEY,
I DID NOT WRITE THIS STORY MY BRO DID, HOPE YOU LIKE IT


15 years ago, mankind found that there was more than the world showed us. There was another world where creatures of all appearances were hiding, the creatures made a deal with the humans that if they let them live in the human world as normal citizens they would help the humans deal with deceases and technology. They agreed but the humans decreed that all monsters must hid in a human form, this was no shock to the creatures and it was agreed that man and monster would live as one, as long as the monsters keep their true form a secret....
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I loved her.

As much as I hated her now I had loved her then.
But I had a problem now. The hate was getting in the way of my whole life. It was like this shadow that was always two steps behind me waiting to lash out. I did what I thought would help. Ignored it. And guess what? It just got worse. It got to the point where I was cold to everyone. My friends tiptoed around me or avoided me altogether. My hatred and anger were controling my life. I should have asked for help but I was way to stubborn for that. Why would I need to talk to a shrink? They were for crazy people. So, after a few weeks...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
It was only a couple minutes after the reception and Aunt Alice was practically jumping out of her skin. “Esme can we show them please, please, please?” Aunt Alice begged. “Ok but calm done Alice we don’t want to give it away.” Grandma told Aunt Alice. They tied a peace of cloth around Jacob and my eyes. We walked a mile and Grandma and Aunt Alice took of the blindfolds. Jacob and I stood in front of a beautiful three story house. “Grandma, Aunt Alice its beautiful. Thank you so much.” I said turning back to them giving them both the biggest hug I’ve ever given any one. They...
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This is my take on love,it came to me about two years ago,then it was just a phrase,i came up with the poem later on.:)I hope you like it,please Review it.Critisism is welcome-but no Flames pls.thanks bye!


Love Is A Tortured Soul

Love is a tortured soul.
Drenched in the bearing of it’s kind, and the lost.
For it gets lost quite easily; it’s naïve and foolish-desperate.
Love is a tortured soul.
It’s always there, waiting for you to find it in it’s dark dim home, longing for another of it’s kind to relate and confide to.
They come sometimes, or so it thinks.
It’s always being teased by...
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Alex's hunter had a name. Only one person knew his name and that was his ex wife. He was utterly baffled that Alex wouldn't crack where his family was. This was going to be hard.
Just then the door opened revealing his ex wife Melinda and his daughter Melanie. Alex's hunter felt his anger rise up into his head
"Crap Melinda why can't you bring her next year?" he roared raising his fists
Melinda became furious. He knew she would be coming! "Jerry calm yourself. It's your winter to take care of Melanie. You don't want to talk to my lawyer again do you?" She asked eying him like she trapped him...
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After eating breakfast Jacob and I went up to our room to get dressed. Finding the closet was pretty easy because there are only two doors in our room, the bathroom and the closet. “Oh. My. Gosh. Alice went way over board with this.” Jacob said in a normal tone. I walked over and looked in the closet and she did. It was the size of my parents bedroom back at there house. Jacob and I had our own sides. Aunt Alice hadn’t put any of Jake’s or my clothes in the closet she bought all new clothes for us. We walked in to find something simple to wear but that was impossible with Aunt Alice...
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slowly climbing

inch by inch

bringing me closer

to my doom

butterflies of

anticipation

flutter nervously

in my stomach

knuckles whiten

jaws clench

what have I

gotten myself into

the suspense

is killing me

I'm going to hate it

I'm going to love it

I might lose my lunch

but I don't care

heaven help me

here it comes...

...

I hold my breath...

...

and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
Billy’s p.o.v
“I can’t believe girls got a ghost hunt” Rocco mumbled. We were all bummed the girls always got the good cases. “Yeah, I heard it’s about a guy who had scratched on his back” Max said. I sighed. “What cases do we have?” I asked Caleb looked down at his computer. “A girl says that her boyfriend was on a hiking trip and he hasn’t called or communicated with her since last week” he said. I rolled my eyes. “Do you think there’s anything to worry about?” I asked them, they all shrugged but Caleb nodded. “Even if there isn’t we have to help her anyway”...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I walked in and saw Dawn and Thor. I walked over and gave them both a look. “Where are mom and dad” I asked looking around the house. Dawn smile. “Still in Australia” I looked at Dawn with a confused smile. “Well then what’s going on” I asked. I was angry at Thor and Dawn and not because of Liz or that mom and dad were still in Australia, but because they weren’t telling me anything. “Well?” I asked. Thor looked at me but he didn’t smile he just stared at me. “We were told to go home, we don’t know anything” he said in a clam voice. I heard a bang, I turned and saw...
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posted by CheeryDavis
Hi, so this is my first story put on here! It's in poem style so i thought what the hay i'll post it! so here it is:

the sky turns black and gray
all the color withers away
but in your arms i will stay
come what may

the lights could dim
the sky could fall
the world could stand still
but your arms are all i can feel
and in them i will stay
come what may

the waves come crashing
pulling me into the deep
but your arms are all i can feel washing over me
and as you pull me up and hold me close
i know that you will never let go
in your arms i will stay come what may

the sky shines bright for the first time is...
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posted by iluvtheshow
I remember the day I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for you love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place you could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with more fire then you could ever imagine.
More passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the day I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.

--------------------------------
This is dedicated to my first real basketball coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
posted by CullensFinest13
You hurt me I hope you die I cant belive I trusted you I cant belive I loved you I cant belive I stayed up and worried that you wouldnt call. I cant belive that i loved you i trusted you and cared for you. im tired of you its time i let you go but your always there you wont leave me alone...its time for you to leave so never come back walk out of my life i am going to lock my door and never let you back in stay out so i can be happy you need you need to die let me live my own life you shouldnt be controlling me anymore im not property im a human and i dont belong to the likes of you, you were...
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posted by vampiress015
I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we love to write, right? If so then you all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all love our main characters and sometimes want to make them the best people in the world.

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes, we want to make our main character gets the best out of the story, since it's their story. But if they're the best people in the world it doesn't really make them believable and then the reader just doesn't care about them (which is hard to understand cos we as the writer love em, but unfortunantley it's true)

So here is my step-by-step guide to make sure that...
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posted by Sweet_Pants
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.

I dream of all things

Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

Or I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told by hidden scars

Unable to show themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

That makes up this world’s attire

To the times that I could be happy

Without a drug to create

The much-needed illusion...


I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
posted by mrs-mindfreak
I decided to do a story where I put my iPod on shuffle and start writing. Lucky for me, all the songs were basically sad or angry music. So this is what I came up with :)

The rain pattered on the windows drowsily, drowning out Alana’s choking sobs. She sat in her favorite wooden rocker, and buried her face in her hands miserably. Her black hair clung to her sweaty face. Her clammy palms were wet from tears. She never wanted to move from that spot again. Although she was filled with irrevocable remorse, she felt comfortable there. No one in the house, rain falling softly outside, and just...
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