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Post by Terry on Jun 24, 2008 13:50:05 GMT -5
{name:Jess#|#picture:40}In Jess' apartment Jess' cell phone rang. It wasn't answered however, since its owner was passed out on the floor next to the couch.
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Post by oliviahouse on Jun 24, 2008 14:30:49 GMT -5
{name:Livia#|#picture:37}Livia snapped her phone shut a faint frown visible upon her face. "That's odd," She muttered.
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Post by Terry on Jun 24, 2008 14:36:04 GMT -5
{name:Liz#|#picture:39}"I do appreciate the invitation, Olivia, but I have some things I need to attend to back at my office," Liz politely declined as Olivia invited her to grab a bite with the others.
"Now, if you'll excuse me," Liz said with a smile as she trotted off.
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Post by oliviahouse on Jun 27, 2008 11:01:24 GMT -5
{name:Livia#|#picture:37}Olivia stared blankly at Judge Donnelly for a moment. She watched the elderly woman tetter off before turning to her mother. "So, lets swing by Jess' and we can go grab a bite." Liv said cheerfully, trying to hide her exaustion as she led her mother to the car.
A few minutes later, Casey and Olivia pulled up in front of Jess' apartment. Liv rang the buzzer and called, "Hey Jess, its Liv." Into the speaker. When she was met by silence, she turned to her mother and said, "I'll go check upstairs," She shrugged before dashing up the stairs.
Olivia arrived at Jess' door and unlocked it with the spare key that Jess had given her. She walked in and called, "Jess?" When she suddenly spotted her partner on the ground. Livia ran over and examined her partner.
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Post by Terry on Jun 27, 2008 11:11:33 GMT -5
{name:Jess#|#picture:40}Jess didn't even hear that someone buzzed her apartment, even less that Livia had just let herself in. The timer on Jess' DVD player flashed the time 9.21 pm out in the room; Jess had been unconscious for about 20 minutes.
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Post by oliviahouse on Jun 27, 2008 17:07:30 GMT -5
{name:Livia#|#picture:37}"God," Olivia muttered as she searched for a pulse. She found one, finally, but it was pretty weak. That was when Olivia noticed the blood. She flipped Jess over as best she could, to find the carpet soaking in blood, and the back of Jess' shirt, all of it coming from the previous wound on her partner's shoulder.
Olivia grabbed her cell and dialed 911, told them the address and hoped it wasn't too late.
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Post by Terry on Jun 27, 2008 17:10:14 GMT -5
{name:Jess#|#picture:40}Jess' apartment was filled with little but silence, but suddenly the sound of glass being shattered was audible trough the apartment.
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Post by oliviahouse on Jun 27, 2008 17:11:58 GMT -5
{name:Livia#|#picture:37}Olivia watched the clock silently and texted her mother that Jess was hurt. That was before she heard the glass shatter.
Olivia jumped up, carelessly leaving her gun behind on the sofa, next to her jacket that she had left by Jess. "Oh God," She muttered when she realized what she was looking at.
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Post by Terry on Jun 27, 2008 17:16:02 GMT -5
{name:Jess#|#picture:40}The burglar that was on his way in through Jess' bedroom windown wasn't aware that there were people in the apartment yet, he assumed it to be empty, since it was only a little over nine and all the lights were out.
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Post by oliviahouse on Jun 27, 2008 17:22:43 GMT -5
{name:Livia#|#picture:37}Olivia grabbed the thing nearest her right hand, which happened to be a television remote, and chucked it at the buglar's head.
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Post by Terry on Jun 27, 2008 17:26:05 GMT -5
{name:Jess#|#picture:40}"What the-" the burglar thought as he saw a woman in the living room. As the woman threw a something, he decided that it was time to scatter and jumped back out on the fire escape, and into an awaiting car. That chick in there was obviously someone he didn't wanna get to know further, he thought as his partner drove off.
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Post by oliviahouse on Jun 27, 2008 17:33:27 GMT -5
{name:Livia#|#picture:37}"Yeah, you better run!" Olivia shouted down the fire escape as she heard the sirens in the distance, slowly approaching.
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Post by Terry on Jun 27, 2008 17:35:33 GMT -5
{name:Jess#|#picture:40}The burglar's partner drove off and could hear Livia shouting down at them from several stories up. "I hate the PMS ones," he said with a sigh.
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Post by oliviahouse on Jun 27, 2008 17:41:48 GMT -5
{name:Livia#|#picture:37}"Bastards," Olivia muttered under her breath, which was rare, for she usually didn't curse. She ran back over to Jess and examined the shoulder wound, which seemed the stitches had split again and blood was leaving a nasty trail.
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Post by Terry on Jun 27, 2008 17:45:52 GMT -5
{name:Jess#|#picture:40}Jess slowly came to it, and was surprised to find some blurry figure hanging over her. "Livia," she slurred, almost sounding drunk, "what are you doin' here?"
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