New Start to The Screaming Tail Strip Club Thread (Open to All)

Scott stopped talking and looked over at Kelsey with a peaked interest. Things were starting to make some since and it seemed they were getting somewhere instead of spinning their wheels.

Scott looked over at Isis then moved around her and walked into the Kitchen. "Excuse me but Stacia we need you to come in here with us and fill in some blanks please." Scott looked at her with understanding eyes and didn't wish to push her if it wasn't important... "Please there is another life at stake her and your help could save her.." He added as he offered his hand to her..
 
Alexa's car rolled up to Tom Deacon's place. Alexa stepped out and hit the lock button on her keychain, keeping an iron grip on it in case she needed to make a quick getaway. Time to find out what this was all about.
 
Scott stopped talking and looked over at Kelsey with a peaked interest. Things were starting to make some since and it seemed they were getting somewhere instead of spinning their wheels.

Scott looked over at Isis then moved around her and walked into the Kitchen. "Excuse me but Stacia we need you to come in here with us and fill in some blanks please." Scott looked at her with understanding eyes and didn't wish to push her if it wasn't important... "Please there is another life at stake her and your help could save her.." He added as he offered his hand to her..

Stacia looked over brow raised and stood following Scott.

What?
 
Alexa debated what to do. Who did Tom think he was, ordering her around like that? But her talk with JD still bugged her. There was so much happening around her that she couldn't follow, and she was sick of it. And whatever Tom wanted, letting JD know could be important. Whatever Tom wanted, Alexa would be sure he wouldn't get it.

She turned her phone back on and told the babysitter to stay there, and to not open the door for anyone but her. Then Alexa got into her car and headed towards Tom's place.

Tom had just returned to his apartment and was searching for any and all legal documents having to do with the condo building

Tom had still not set his meeting with Isis, Georgina and the rest of that crew. Being dragged down to the police station had thrown Tom off his game a bit

He would go back to the station tomorrow and set everything right.

Tomorrow would be a busy day

For now Tom planned to keep a closer eye on his business partners. It was clear he could no longer trust at least one of them

Tom was just about to pour himself a double bourbon, neat...when his apartment buzzer went off

Tom walked over and clicked on the intercom..he spoke into it...

Alex?
 
Alexa huffed and pressed the button. "I'm here, what did you want?"


Tom laughed into the intercom and said...

Alex...I find you..breathe taking when you are angry!

Tom then hit the button that let people into the building and said..

I have a few favors to ask Alex..come up
 
Alexa pushed the door open and marched towards the elevator. That forceful flattery Tom used rubbed her the wrong way. And she suspected that he knew it.
 
Stacia looked over brow raised and stood following Scott.

What?

Scott looked over at Kelsey with a look like okay its your turn.. He understood the anger that was radiating from Stacia but shitting on the people that was trying to help wasn't a very bright thing to do.

"Scott went over all that Isis had found out about Edward and what Kelsey mentioned then looked at her.. "Do you remember the one that was with Edward when the incident happened to you?" Scott looked at her than over to Kelsey before ending at Isis hoping that he got it the information correct....
 
Stacia shook her head.

Someone kept talking to... Someone named Edward... I can't remember much just two voices... Doc said whoever drugged me gave me too much.

Stacia sighed shaking her head.

Kelsey nodded listening.

Thank you Stacia.
 
Scott looked at her.. "What Kind of drug was it? If it took prescription we could get a lead on who that other person might be.." Scott added his two cents in. He looked over at Isis knowing that once again this was a long shot but besides just packing up and going out there this was he only route they had to look into..

He wondered how long she would be able to fight off that instinct to just say the hell with it and leave to find her friend. Scott lowered his head in thought as things looked bleak. "So do you remember what the drug was called Stacia?" Scott asked over to her..
 
Alexa knocked on Tom's door, crossing her arms in a huff. Then she remembered what he said, and tried to wipe any expression off her face before he opened the door.
 
Scott looked at her.. "What Kind of drug was it? If it took prescription we could get a lead on who that other person might be.." Scott added his two cents in. He looked over at Isis knowing that once again this was a long shot but besides just packing up and going out there this was he only route they had to look into..

He wondered how long she would be able to fight off that instinct to just say the hell with it and leave to find her friend. Scott lowered his head in thought as things looked bleak. "So do you remember what the drug was called Stacia?" Scott asked over to her..

The doc spoke up rattling off the chemical analysis of her blood work

I highly doubt they would tell her what they gave her but they flooded the bottle of bourbon with it. Surprised she was able to down two shots.
 
Scott looked at the Doc with a slight shaking of his head, "No but I was hoping that maybe you could tell what they gave her with the analysis that you did." he knew doctors were required to take chemistry but maybe not as advance as a chemist. "So we need to find a chemist." Scott implied his hope of getting a lead dwindled downward.
 
Bourbon broke it down and there is no telling what chemicals she could have already processed.
 
Scott just nodded and looked over at Kelsey then back over to Isis, well I will head over to those barns and see what I can find. Isis if you wish to come along call your boss and tell him there is plenty of security her for Stacia and want to find your partner.

Scott was getting a headache and some fresh air and something else to think of would do him some good. He waited for the Isis to reply her feelings or what her plans were going to be...
 
Isis grabbed her phone and told Frank there was plenty of security for Stacia and she was going with Scott to the barns to find clues about George. He wasn't pleased but when Isis said "This is my friend Sir, we're almost twin sisters and I need to get some answers or I'll go mad."

Eventually she got agreement and turned to Scott and said "Thanks Scott. Let's go to the farm, I love the open air. But I can't go in blouse & mini skirt I need to be dressed for action".

She quickly dressed in her combats, ensured she was armed and they set off. On the way she told Scott how she met George and about their background together and a little about her work now. Soon they were at the barns and found the one where it was clear George had been held. Something glinted on the floor and she recognised it as George's ring. Picking it up she said "That ring is always on her finger. She must have purposely dropped it to show she was here."

Looking at the farm house she saw signs of movement. "Someone's in there, possibly that ..." She stopped suddenly as she pointed to beaten old van in the yard. "That's that van in the photograph George took! I bet that bastard Edward is in there!"
 
Scott listened with interest as Isis talked about when she met Gorge and how they were there for each other in their missions. He didn't interrupt her my saying or doing anything to distract her from opening up to him. She was doing this for herself as well reassuring herself that they made it through rougher times and this was just a little cake walk. He has seen this many times from his missions and It was always very hard to keep a calm positive posture for that person affected with that feeling of not knowing if the person they care for is alive or not..

Scott already had his weapon out and ready for anything. He nodded to her when she found the ring and was looking around with him. When she spoke up he turned and walked over to her.. He seen the van and looked at her.. He gave her the two finger, single column man covering man sign as he slowly moved in front of her. His hand indicating that he was securing the left side of the area.. He also indicated that he wanted to move to the van first, clear it, then move toward the back side of the house...
 
Isis drew her weapon observing, pondering, manoeuvring into her well rehearsed well trained covering position. While Scott was in the van taking photographs, taking samples and gathering evidence Isis spotted some of her fellow agents and signalled to them to give cover to the front and rear of the farm house.

She sent a text to Kelsey updating her and received the return asking for them to bring Edward to her. She sent back "Be our pleasure!"

Eventually Scott emerged and they went to the farm house. "Kelsy wants to interview this piece of shit" she said "so do we pretend we're Jehovah's Witnesses?" For the first time since George disappeared she had joked. She added "You won't see them, but we've got back up all round."

She waited hand on gun as Scott approached the rear of the house.
 
Scott walked toward the house looking over at Isis when she informed him of what Kelsey wanted them to do and he nodded his understanding to her. He smiled and slightly shook his head at her but added sure and my name is Smith and your is Wesson he added to the joke. He was glad this gave her that little spark of hope. He was hoping that they weren't to late.

He nodded again at her information letting him know that there were friendlies with them and be restraining on the weapon use. He did take a quick glance around the area even after being informed that he wouldn't see them, just a force of habit in his training to look at anything and everything in an hostile environment.

He moved to the side of the house and peeked into each window trying to get a look and a feel of the situation. Once he cleared the room he moved down the side of the house til he got to the corner and moved around to the back. His hope what they were in the front and they could clear the back sweeping toward the front eliminating the possible fleeing directions that whomever was here to the front door which was covered by her friendlies.

They reached the back porch, Scott still taking the lead moved inside and reached the back door entrance. He put his hand on the knob and lightly turned it.. It was unlocked.. He looked at her and motioned that he would be going with the door and too the left and she was to go to the right.. He motioned on three..

He moved with the door and swept into the room taking the left side with weapon up and ready...
 
George didn't know how or why but she drifted off to sleep while lying in the back of the van. On waking she was again conscious of the blindfold over her eyes and the rope tying her hands behind her back. There was a sound of traffic in the distance and bird song nearby. This told her she was parked up probably within a mile or two of a motorway and from the volume of traffic she could hear it was rush hour. Birds changed their song between morning and evening and the shrill call told her it was almost certainly the morning rush hour.

She called out "Anyone there?" No answer. Struggling to move in a confined space she found her legs and feet were free. Moving her feet and legs she felt the sharp edge of the panel joining the side of the van to the floor. Manoeuvring herself into position she began using it to slice through the rope holding her hands together.

After many attempts she cut through and then reached up to remove her blindfold. Looking down at her breasts she saw the bite marks on her left nipple and her sex still stung from the events of the night before.

On the floor of the van was a pile of overalls which had probably been used by a builder or a carpenter. Discarding her blanket she found something that fitted her and she managed to get it on but there was no footwear.

Just as she was about to climb out of the van she heard a car in the distance getting nearer. Looking round for a weapon she saw just outside a brick. Grabbing the brick she was in time for the arrival of a Mexican looking fat guy who pulled up alongside the van.

"The boss won't be pleased with you!" He shouted as he drew a pistol. George knew she had one shot and she had to make it count. Grabbing her brick she aimed at his right forehead temple and scored a direct hit sending him crashing to the ground unconscious. She relieved him of his gun she checked he was still breathing and then grabbing the ropes with which she ad been tied she fastened his hands behind his back.

In the back of the car she saw some clothes and some shoes and realised the man was meant to dress her and take to the one he called 'the boss'. She grabbed the boots and stuffing the would be assailant into the boot of the car she drove off.

Not knowing where she was she knew she had to find help. So she joined the motorway and aimed for the district where she knew the club was. She was sure there were answers there.
 
Scott walked toward the house looking over at Isis when she informed him of what Kelsey wanted them to do and he nodded his understanding to her. He smiled and slightly shook his head at her but added sure and my name is Smith and your is Wesson he added to the joke. He was glad this gave her that little spark of hope. He was hoping that they weren't to late.

He nodded again at her information letting him know that there were friendlies with them and be restraining on the weapon use. He did take a quick glance around the area even after being informed that he wouldn't see them, just a force of habit in his training to look at anything and everything in an hostile environment.

He moved to the side of the house and peeked into each window trying to get a look and a feel of the situation. Once he cleared the room he moved down the side of the house til he got to the corner and moved around to the back. His hope what they were in the front and they could clear the back sweeping toward the front eliminating the possible fleeing directions that whomever was here to the front door which was covered by her friendlies.

They reached the back porch, Scott still taking the lead moved inside and reached the back door entrance. He put his hand on the knob and lightly turned it.. It was unlocked.. He looked at her and motioned that he would be going with the door and too the left and she was to go to the right.. He motioned on three..

He moved with the door and swept into the room taking the left side with weapon up and ready...

Isis moved with Scott as though they had trained together each covering the other by instinct while outside her colleagues were blocking off all possible means of escape.

Placing herself under Scott's command she waited for the precise synchronised moment when they would burst into the room demanding the immediate surrender of their target.

Bursting into the target room they saw the startled expression on the face of their target. Nodding to Scott Isis left him to make the appropriate arrest.
 
Can anything be better the waffles on a cold day?

For some reason this question was racing in JD's mind right before Missy damn near pulled JD down on top of her and kissed him

there was now no question in JD's mind...waffles were very good...but there was nothing that warmed JD more then Missy's kiss...cold day, warm day, rainy day..snowy day...Sunday...Monday...happy days...Tuesday...Wednesday,,,happy days

Everyday JD got to hold Missy in his arms was and would be a happy day.

JD smiled at the very thought of waking up everyday tangled in Missy

It was a thought that made him very happy. So happy in fact he had trouble focusing...

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm french kiss JD said out loud as he slowly and unwillingly broke the kiss...

ohhh sorry love.... I mean MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM french toast!..coming right up

JD kissed Missy quickly and whispered to her...there is nothing that I want to do more then wake up and watch you sleep...everyday..forever

With that JD moved to the kitchen and started to make french toast for himself and his new room mate

JD laughed as he got the eggs out of the fridge...

he had first learned to cook french toast when he was 10...had his mom or dad taught him?...no...he had learned from TV..some kids show host had showed him how

As JD dipped bread in egg he laughed again and remembered that July day at summer camp when he learned that the kids show host had been arrested for pleasuring himself at the movies...

the twists and turns life can take blew JD's mind at times...after the fire and his time at that hospital..who would have thought he would be in a kitchen.thinking about...hot summer nights while cooking french toast for a beautiful young woman..who wanted nothing more then to feel the grass on her bare toes and be with him

Soon the french toast was ready...JD covered four slices in cinnamon and that drowned it in real Maple syrup...before putting everything on a TV tray and moving slowly towards Missy

When JD reach Missy he cut off the first piece stabbed it with a fork and held that fork towards Missy mouth...

Saying with a smile on his face...

Love.... I hope you find this toast almost as delicious as I find your kisses

Missy took the bite that he offered. She couldn't help but smile at the way her treated her, like precious jewels. There was no way she'd ever complain, because he was doing it with love and caring instead of a malicious need to keep her with him. Not like....before.

"mmmmm, that tastes SO good, Sir! I love, love, love French Toast! Thank you!" she said, reaching for the small glass of milk that sat on the tray.

"Aren't you going to have some? It's really good!" Missy had picked up the fork that JD had set down and was waving a bite of toast in front of him. When he went to take the bite, she pulled it away and ate it herself, almost choking on the laughter that bubbled up when she saw his face.
 
Alexa knocked on Tom's door, crossing her arms in a huff. Then she remembered what he said, and tried to wipe any expression off her face before he opened the door.

When Tom opened the door he was dressed in a half open button down shirt and white boxers. He held a half empty glass of bourbon in his right hand and he waved Alexa inside with the other

come in Alex...sit down...it has been a while..pour yourself a drink...I have a job I want to talk to you about

once Alexa was inside Tom shut the door and reached to pet at Alexa a little before sitting down on his couch

soon Tom was talking again

I have missed you Alex!...How is life at the diner and back at the club?....I hear you are trying to Top bouncers now?....

Tom laughed before locking eyes with Alexa and asking a new question...

how is your son Alex?
 
Stepping outside with Daisy as she locks the back door, offering his arm to walk her to the car. Reaching her car Liam grins placing his hands on the roof either side of her. "Well, here we are." Leaning in closer looking into her dark doe eyes. "What about that diner?"

Daisy's heart was pounding as she leaned up against the car. He was so close, and that wasn't anything new, but this was the first time they were actually alone with no one around. And it was dark out here. Under the stars. The romantic in Daisy couldn't help but be aware of the manliness the cowboy exuded.

She reached up to stroke his cheek with her right hand. "Well, cowboy, I s'pose that there's no reason to put it off. Let's go have that dinner you promised." She let her hand fall back down to her side and smiled. "Just don't get me sick."
 
Missy took the bite that he offered. She couldn't help but smile at the way her treated her, like precious jewels. There was no way she'd ever complain, because he was doing it with love and caring instead of a malicious need to keep her with him. Not like....before.

"mmmmm, that tastes SO good, Sir! I love, love, love French Toast! Thank you!" she said, reaching for the small glass of milk that sat on the tray.

"Aren't you going to have some? It's really good!" Missy had picked up the fork that JD had set down and was waving a bite of toast in front of him. When he went to take the bite, she pulled it away and ate it herself, almost choking on the laughter that bubbled up when she saw his face.

JD sat on the couch facing Missy feeling like he had just been told he was some woman's baby daddy on the Jerry Springer show

He had a ohh snap! OHHH nooo she didn't look on his face ,as he very calmly and slowly moved the TV tray with the french toast and milk out of the way

Once the food was safe, JD pounced Missy, much like a proud lion might, when he finally found his prey after a long hunt

In a flash JD had gently pinned Missy down, kissed her and was now tickling her all over

after about a few moments of Missy..squirming in his grasp and pretending she wanted him to stop

JD stood, took off his belt just as he had for Isis hours earlier and playfully growled to Missy

present ass MINE!...I love you and I know you were being....

JD paused and let out a deeper growl before saying...CUTE!

but no one,...messes wit my fucking french toast!

JD snapped his leather belt down on the table. He loved Missy's playfulness and needed that in his life. He was not angry. JD had simply wanted to spank what was his all day. She had now given him the chance and he was going to take it
 
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