> She couldn't help it and lowered the mug after finishing off the coffee,
> lips twitching "Do I get to drive?"
>
> Before he answered she typed a quick command into the keyboard and printed
> off the reports and articles she had been going over, a copy for each.
They
> could go over them at Rachel's house during the time it would take for
each
> of the three that had spent the night over there to get cleaned up,
changed
> and ready. She intended to help get Rachel cleaned up and ready herself.
>
> Her tone softened without the teasing as she thought of Kat "I want to
check
> on Kit Kat first."
>
> If he wanted to follow Alex out she could take the bike... even if she did
> suspect he'd nay say that one like he did last time.
>
> Erm, which brought up the subject of needing a vehicle. She hit another
key
> and printed out the list of used cars she found and mentally grimaced. A
> green pinto or Starsky n Hutch reject.
>
> Being dead, she thought wryly as she added the page to another folder to
her
> left that she was putting together to bring with her, did not bode well at
> an actual car dealership and it would be another week before her records
> were fixed to show she was among the living.
>
Derek:
"If you must," Derek replied to Julia's question as he perused the next
piece of paper idolly. He really disliked this one aspect of his job. For
all he cared they could just tell London to go to hell when they called
complaining out it being missing. He had actually considered that on
several occassions. As he listedn to Alex and Julia discuss transportation
his mind wandered to other things. He had a plan to solve this problem, he
just hadn't had time enough to impliment it. Perhaps if he got a few
minutes at Rachel's. He could stay home and do it, but he needed to go and
make sure everything was all right. It was just something he had to do.
Derek
