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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 18, 2007 14:25:11 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}As Jean brushed herself down and put her gun back in it's holster, she nearly jumped when Vanessa's dad walked in to the interrogation room. She wanted to snap at him that no, he couldn't have a word, but he could watch her beat his daughter to a pulp, but bit her lip and tried to calm down. Vanessa was, after all, a little nuts and apparently possessed by some sort of demon. Jean had to stop getting personal.
"Sure, what about?" She asked, noting that her tone sounded weary. She glanced at her watch and realised, with a start, it had almost been 15 hours since she last slept, or eaten. Luckily, time was very flexable were Jean was concerned, so it didn't worry her.
She thanked the EMTs, and Cragen, and then turned to Vanessa's father.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 18, 2007 14:29:07 GMT -5
{name:sterling#|#picture:31}"Well, I don't follow what Vanessa and her mom do, not very often anyhow. I do know something, but you have to promise not to tell that Vanessa or her mom told me. I refuse to testify, also." Vanessa's dad said.
Sterling spoke up, "Sure thing we won't tell, as to the testifing, that's your right, what do you know?"
"Well, I have been to a few of the adult meetings, we always meet in the middle of Central Park, on a small mound, at night. They also have met at a house once, the adress is 8745 E 100th Street."
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 18, 2007 14:31:03 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean felt an overwhelming urge to hug the man, but instead opted for a grin, and a nod.
"Thank you. And I promise, this will go no further than us. Also, I don't suppose you've ever noticed that your daughter seems to feel she has some sort of...demon protecting her, have you?" Jean asked, very unsure of herself, and hated it.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 18, 2007 14:32:50 GMT -5
{name:Sterling#|#picture:31}The man looked around nervously, "I can't say anything more." as he hurried away.
Sterling turned to Jean, "How are we going to get a search warrant? HE won't testify...."
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 18, 2007 14:37:08 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}"I could, er, call in a favour..." Jean started, flipping open her cell phone and dialling.
"Hey, Aaron? I don't suppose you could help me out, could ya? You see, I just got an annoymous tip off, about a case I'm working on, and I inda need a search warrant....Uh huh, uh huh, I know, I know, but, this is a big case, and it could get you guys a lot of publicity...." As Jean trailed off, she listened, with a wide grin as her contact made some arrangements.
"Of course an hour's long enough. I promise ya, it'll come back ten fold. You may even get a drink outta it. Ok, see ya later, bye." She smiled as she hung up the phone.
"You know, sometimes it helps to be female." She said, laughing. "I got us a limited warrant. We get in, get our evidence, get out. If we can prove our case, we take that to the judge and get ourselves a more secure warrant."
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 18, 2007 14:41:32 GMT -5
{name:Sterling Williamson#|#picture:31}"O.k. Let's head over and see what we can find."
AS they headed over, Sterling Kept glancing over at Jean, wanting to tell her of his dream, but felling like she may view him as crazy.
As they neared the house he turned and told her, "When we get there, grab one of my suits of Dragonskin out of the trunk. This might get a little dangerous."
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 18, 2007 14:56:06 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean nodded and resisted saluting, then smiled.
"Ok. But, let's think positive, ok? We've been beaten up too many times today, maybe we'll get lucky." She half joked, although fully aware the situation they were in and tried not to feel completely crazy and enjoy the danger.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 18, 2007 15:03:57 GMT -5
{name:Sterling#|#picture:31}Sterling drove up, walked around to the back of the car, opened his trunk and pulled out two sets of armor. "Here you go." He said as he handed the heavy flexible armor to Jean. And began putting on his own. "After this, I am treating you to a early dinner." He said, as an offhand remark.
He walked up to the door, pulled out his glock and motioned for Jean to stay low. "Police, open up, we have a warrant." He shouted as he knocked.
No one came, but he heard moving upstairs, like people running around.
He shot the handle of the door, and the deadbolt, before proceeding in low. He saw somoene try to go through the kitchen. "Freeze, down on the ground! NOW!" He shouted,as he walked over to cuff the man.
"Jean, check it out, see what is going on and what you can find as I arrest this guy. I think we have our mitigating circumstances."
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 18, 2007 15:10:09 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean glanced at Sterling, as she put on her armour, and smiled, not too sure how to answer his remark, so decided to not say anything. At least I can't embarrase myself. She concluded silently, as she followed Sterling.
She tilted her head as she heard someone root around inside, and tried not to jump when Sterling shot off the handle.
Damn, stop with the flinching girl! Its two steps forward, one step back, not one step forward, two steps back! She chastised herself, and followed Sterling in.
"Right oh, will do." She murmoured, as she started to creep towards the stairs. She crept up them, feeling like it was taking her years, and then flinched when she heard the hallway board creek. She stopped, her breathing shallow, untill it sounded quiet, before taking off again.
The first two rooms she checked were clear, but when she reached the thrid room, she spotted two people, a man and a women.
"Freeze! NYPD, show me ya hands, and get down on the floor." She yelled, and then ducked behind the door when two shots were fired. She cursed, loudly, and shouted down to Sterling.
"Two armed, and dangerous, supects on loacation!" She yelled, as she fired a shot into the room, before taking cover again.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 18, 2007 15:12:55 GMT -5
{name:sterling#|#picture:31}Sterling heard shots, running up the stairs and crouching next to Jean, he yelled into the room, "Federal Agent, US Air Force, you fire on me and you will be facing additionial time. Surrender now."
All he got in return was more gunfire.
"There any way out for them other than the window?" He whispered.
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 18, 2007 15:15:26 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean shook her head.
"And, unless they can fly, I doubt their going out the window." She whispered back, although stranger things had happened.
She shot another shot into the room, and cursed as a bullet narrowly missed her. She was sure someone had gone down inside the room.
"I think I hit one, can't be sure though." She whispered.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 18, 2007 15:23:50 GMT -5
{name:Sterling Williamson#|#picture:31}Sterling took his Chief's Special out of his holster and handed it to Jean. He pulled out his beretta with his other hand.
"I'm going to cross low and fast against the doorway, see if I can see anything."
"3...2...1..." He whispered, then he crouched and rushed across the doorway, firing as he did. HE saw one down, and thought he may have hit the second. He tried it a second time and saw no movement.
Looking at Jean, he told her. "Let's wait till the others get here. A bus is already on it's way as the guy downstairs went into cardiac arrest. Search the rest, I'll cuff these two."
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 18, 2007 15:26:30 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean nodded, the adrenaline still flowing.
"Sure thing. I'll radio for a bus," she said, as she crept away from the door, checking the rest of the second floor. Not knowing whether to be relieved that there was no one else, she called for a bus to get there ASAP, coming back to Sterling, she handed him his gun.
"Thanks for the loaner, there's no one else." She replied, re holstering her own gun with a slight smile.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 18, 2007 15:27:59 GMT -5
{name:Sterling#|#picture:31}He sat down. "I never want to do that one again. Find anything of interest to our investigation?" He asked.
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 18, 2007 15:30:54 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Grinning, Jean nodded. "I think, same here. Although, would ya class me as crazy to say that gave me a thrill?" She asked, as she took a seat.
"And not much, although every room is armed to the teeth, and there are thousands of leaflets, and weird symbols and pictures and stuff. Also, I have the same picture frame as that." She said, pointing to one on the counter.
"Not that that helps the investigation, but it's interesting, no?" She asked, laughing softly.
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