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"Well, that really depends." Trevor said as he pushed the door open. After walking inside a bit he noticed it was pitch black. "It's darker in here than I thought. We'll have to look for the main power generator." Trevor thought aloud as he switched on his bright PLS.

"Catherine, we're the only cops in town. What's more is the fact that now you'll be the only one to know I'm with the FBI." Trevor said as he showed her and FBI badge with his name and photo on it.

"Controlled substances: morphine and such." Trevor said as he pulled out a desert eagle and shot the lock off of the door. "I guess the alarm is off." Trevor said when he didn't hear anything.

I love the "Stupid Ann Donahue" part.

why would I bunk with somebody who nearly broke my neck?"

"I'm gonna need to kick or shoot the door in. I'm just worried about alarms." Trevor said as he saw a wheelchair nearby. He grabbed it, wheeled it over to Catherine and helped her into it. "Chester." Trevor said as he snapped and pointed to Catherine. "bescherm." Chester started to walk close...

Chester made a growling "huh?". -------------------------------- Trevor was trying to look inside the hospital but it was closed and locked. It was also dark inside due to the power outage. Trevor ran back to the car and grabbed his PLS (personal light source).

Desktop Calleigh (Part III) Bryce: *runs "Desktop Calleigh" again* Calleigh: Could somebody get me some help? Bryce: *types* Well, Speed just sped by. Calleigh: Well get him back here. Bryce: Got it *runs "Desktop Speedle"* Speed: *Is at a stop light* Bryce: *makes Speed pill a...

"I sure as hell hope not." Trevor said as he looked around. "I'm gonna find us a stretcher. Chester, het verblijf." Trevor got out and looked around while his puppy stayed to guard Catherine. Little did he fill her in that the dog that was on her lap could immobilize a full grown human in seconds.

"The vet says he's gonna be a bear." Trevor said as he saw a sign that pointed to the local hospital. "Hang on." Trevor said as he flipped on the sirens and lights as he accelerated. Even if nobody was around Trevor felt more comfortable knowing that if something happened the lights would still...

I know, thanks. Shania is a hot woman, I am a guy. My icon fits me.

If that were an actual episode this is where it'd end. Yes I'm mostly doing this to see my avatar. But anyways, loved the updates! Hope I come back in later chapters.

Ryan: *thinking* His socks don't match. Delko: Wolfe, would you stop looking at my a[bleep].

"Chester." Trevor said as the German Shepherd hopped up on Catherine's lap. The dog barely fit where he was sitting. "He's still a puppy and still is small. That's the only reason he can stay up here."

"Trying to strike up conversation." Trevor said as he made another turn towards he town center. Chester barked from his spot in the back of the car.

The constable looked at Horatio and shook his head.

Desktop Speed (Part II) Bryce: *runs "Desktop Speedle" again* Speed: *looks up while he cleans his gun* Do you know how boring this is? Bryce: *Types* Hey, I have to clean 3 pairs of handguns and a couple of shotguns for Lara. Speed: ...nevermind. *finishes cleaning gun* Bryce: *clicks...

"Danny cooks?

I do that a lot as well. My earliest works (which I have since then lost) as well as my Tomb Raider movie fic has plenty of scenes inspired by songs. Oh, and Shania rules!

Nice update. I get to stay out of jail, yay.