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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 25, 2007 14:39:19 GMT -5
{name:Sterling Williamson#|#picture:31}Sterling wanted to hug the life out of Jean, he was proud that she did not run for the hills, as he feared she might, knowing at least a bit, about her phobia of relationships, instead he just kissed her on the top of the head.
"So whats going on with Lilly?" Sterling asked, remembering the earlier situation that had been lost in the chaos of the moment.
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 25, 2007 14:42:07 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean groaned, and smacke dher head down on his chest, almost exactly mimiking her early action at the squadroom.
"Ergh, I think I may be spedning most of my time working with El or Fin. She really hates me, I mean actual death glares hates me. She and Cragen had this massive fight in his office, which resulted in me recieving several glares, and her taking 3 days vacation time." She mumbled, remembering the earlier incident.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 25, 2007 14:46:35 GMT -5
{name:Sterling Williamson#|#picture:31}"It'll work out." Sterling whispered.
"It's late, if you want to stay in one of the other guestrooms, you can.
"Also, I know I am asking a lot, but will you come to church with us tomorrow?"
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 25, 2007 14:48:29 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean nodded, with a soft smile, after sitting back upright.
"Of course I will. Whatever you guys need, ok?" She said softly.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 25, 2007 14:59:34 GMT -5
{name:Sterling Williamson#|#picture:31}"Thank you." Sterling Replied. **** THE NEXT DAY **** Sterling, Jean, and Lydia went to church and listened to the sermon by Pastor Toyer. Later that day, Sterling took Jean and Lydia to his house for dinner, and went to make dinner, leaving Jean and Lydia alone watching TV. Lydia turned to Jean, "You know, you and my uncle need to get together and get married, he needs someone special." Mod post: I deleted the link to the sermon as this is a board that is shared by people of many beliefs and I wasn't sure it was appropriate. finaddict
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 25, 2007 15:01:29 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}"What?" Was about all Jean could muster, as she turned to Lydia with a bemused, slightly frightened, expression.
"Why'd you say that?" She asked, turning back to watching whatever the hell they were watching on the TV, studiously avoiding Lydia's eyes.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 25, 2007 15:04:07 GMT -5
{name:Lydia Johnson#|#picture:31} I said it, because he loves you. And I'm pretty sure you love him, even if your scared to take the plunge. When your not around, my parents and you two are about the only things we talk about. Your nice, and he's a good man. So.... you should get married. Logical conclusion to me anyway.
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 25, 2007 15:07:12 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean nodded, and fiddled with a strand of hair.
"Oh." Was about the most articulate thing she found to say.
"Yeah, it's, er, it's pretty logical." She mumbled, hating herself for her complete and utter meltdown.
It's times like these I wish I was back in Texas She thought, panic-stricken.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 25, 2007 15:11:08 GMT -5
{name:Lydia Johnson#|#picture:0} Lydia walked over to Jean, "I don't really know what you've been through. But I do know that my uncle knows... no matter how little he decides to tell me, " Lydia said with a scowl, always the gossip, "But I know my uncle won't hurt you. And you don't have to be scared."
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 25, 2007 15:12:49 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean nodded, finally looking at Lydia.
"I know he wont. But that still doesn't calm me down. I guess I'm just wired wrong." She said, lightly, trying to think of some way of changing the subject.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 25, 2007 15:16:27 GMT -5
{name:Lydia Johnson#|#picture:0} "No need to switch the subject, I still got more to say," Lydia said. "Not trying to put you on the hotseat, but my parents used to say, if you dont help your friends deal with problems, then your not a friend. "I've noticed that if you look before you jump, it always make it worse. But if you jump. Its over before you know it."
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 25, 2007 15:18:57 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean was quickly realising that, if Lydia wanted to say something, you pretty much couldn't deter her.
Maybe I shoudl just ride the wave.
"My mom used to say the same thing. But the only time that ever worked for me was when I ran away from foster care. The rest of the time, it made it a whole lot worse." She said, swallowing hard.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 25, 2007 15:23:24 GMT -5
{name:Lydia#|#picture:0} Lydia looked at Jean, square in the eye, "It'll work for you with my uncle. You've probably noticed it, he's not a selfish man, he gives and gives, even when he is at whits end. He's kind, and I want him to be happy. And I want you to be happy. "Just wait, my uncle with give you room, but he is ready to burst the question every time he see's you. He says he knew that you were the one from the day he met you. While he is waiting, sooner or later, he's going to ask."
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Post by Sexystablersgal on Nov 25, 2007 15:26:56 GMT -5
{name:Jean#|#picture:19}Jean nodded, and then stood up.
"Just, er, gotta use the bathroom." She said, racing off, not giving Lydia chance to argue. She ran to the bathroom, locked the door, and slid down to the floor, shakily pushing her hair out of her face.
Ok Jean calm it down, you just need to talk to Sterling about it. She thought logically, although she knew she'd never be able to do that. She took a deep breath, and avoided the overwhelming urge to throw up, as she banged her head back up against the door.
You gotta get over these hurdles Jean. One way or another, you gotta get over them.
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Post by elelohesterling on Nov 25, 2007 15:32:05 GMT -5
{name:Sterling Williamson#|#picture:31}Sterling had caught the last part of the convo and was ready to nail his head to the wall.
"Lydia, go somewhere else until dinner. That was just cruel and now I have to run interference." He ordered with a laugh.
"But uncle Sterling... I want to stay and hear all the juice." Lydia smirked.
Sterling rolled his eyes... "Go..."
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Sterling walked up to the bathroom door and knocked, "Can I come in and talk?"
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