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Russell began to wander away from Bill and Serena as he was beginning to take a look around the room on his own. He pulled out his phone and began to take pictures on his own. Especially the area around Stanton's body and as much of Stanton as he could without being in the way. He was familiar with the procedures so Nash knew when to be out of the way before he was told by someone in a uniform. There was a dynamic going between Keandre and Linda, but at this point everyone was a bit on edge so Nash made a mental note to revisit the situation later on. It seemed that going to the station was the prevailing opinion and Nash could understand and respect that. Maybe it was the group was hoping that they might be able to actually help someone who was always willing to help them. Then again, maybe it was just the human need to be with others in a time of grief. Either case worked for Nash.

He saw the vagrant and this was something Russell couldn't ignore. This vagrant was asking to speak to either him or Serena. Now he might've saw Serena but he didn't know anything about Russell. Yes, he looked like a detective in his clothes but then again Nash could've looked like a reporter as well. Nash couldn't let this go. He was certain that he got all the pictures that he could, and decided that it was time to get some work done on his own. He walked back over to Bill and Serena and asked, "We can either go to the station or home right?" Bill nodded and replied, "Yeah that's the situation as of right now." Nash asked, "Well what if I started to go home, and then decided to come back to the station?" Bill smirked and replied, "It'll be an amazing coincidence that you leave here, and talk to that gentleman over there and then show up at the station." Nash smiled back and said, "Wow you really are an outstandingly mediocre detective Bill." Henderson gave chuckle and said, "See you in about an hour. I'm gonna talk to the Captain see about bringing you in as a consultant for this one. You specialize in solving the strange stuff." Bill said to Serena, "His nickname was 'Spooky' because of ability to deal with stuff the rest of us freaked out over." He turned back to Nash and said, "We gotta make this look good. Nothing personal brother man. You know you're family to me." Nash nodded and replied, "Likewise my brother." Nash said to Serena, "If you're interested I'm going to try and meet the gentleman in the alley near the east side exit."

Just then Henderson began yelling, "Listen here burn-out! I don't give a damn what your theories are don't tell me how to do my damn job!" Russell shouted back, "Do your damn job? HA! All these years I did your damn job! Before me you couldn't find a crook if you nuked the city!" Henderson roared, "Get the Hell out of here quitter!" Russell took a step forward and a nearby officer restrained him as Russell said, "I don't need this crap." Russell shrugged the restraining officer off of him. Henderson kept yelling comments as Nash left. All the focus was on Henderson including the officer holding back the vagrant. Nash quickly made eye contact with the vagrant and motioned with a slight head jerk. Nash left through the stairs which would lead to an exit near an alley. Nash was hoping that the vagrant would understand.

As Nash entered the alley his phone buzzed. Nash saw it was a text from Henderson which stated, "I'm sorry. Quitter went over the line. I've got nothing but love for you my brother." Nash nodded and replied, "No problem my brother. See you in an hour first cup of coffee is on me." Nash put his phone away and kept an eye out for the vagrant, with one hand on his gun in his trench coat pocket.

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@Arkitekt

The Haunting of Emily

I'm going to wait for @Xandrya to post before my next one. And yes during the post don't be surprised if TJ will surveys the damage and asks, "Wow, I wonder if Farmer's Insurance has seen this one? And will they cover it?"

Post a random fact about yourself.

A few months ago, I made a huge professional decision and it's been increasingly haunting me as of late in my dreams. It's at a point where if I'm not dreaming about it everyday, then it's certainly every other day. The funny thing is that I'm fine with my decision, but I don't care much for the comments others have made. Family, friends, and colleagues have given their input and I wish they would leave me the hell alone because doubts have started to creep up on me, but it wasn't exactly a decision I could hide and of course, word travels fast.

@Xandrya

As long as you're fine with it and you're not hurting anyone along the way...it is YOUR life...live it.

Post a random fact about yourself.

@Gunther 30 years ago...wow...right there with you. October 12, 1991 my first episode. Hooked immediately.

Nightland

This is just getting good. I'm not going anywhere. I will try to work on something tomorrow.

Post a random fact about yourself.

I have 2 Masters Degrees and I am pursuing a Teaching Certification...and I work in a High School Library. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

(Oh and I have 90 hours of MST3K from the Comedy Central years.)

The Haunting of Emily

TJ was well aware that Denise's smile was not a real one. He couldn't blame her for not really smiling though. She had basically had her soul (to be blunt) raped. That what possession is on many levels. Some entity has taken control of something that you believed was yours and yours alone, and changed how you look at life. TJ treated Denise's wounds very carefully not just because of the severity of the wounds, but TJ knew that intense pain was a fear of hers. Not only was she still in shock from what was going on, but TJ didn't want to tell her that this was about the limit of his first aid skills. If the wounds had been any more severe Denise would've been on her way to the E-R and that could've created a whole different situation. In the back of his mind though, TJ would've given anything for his family to have been here to see TJ's "pursuit of snake-oil science" as they called it. TJ knew that Denise would need to be handled with "kid-gloves" for a bit, but not babied. They all knew the possibility of something unknown or unexpected happening to each of them even TJ knew it was a possibility. It was part of the risk of what they signed up for. However, seeing someone that you viewed not only as a co-worker but as a friend going through it would make anyone rethink their position on this subject. This was a new factor that TJ didn't really count on in his nice-neat-equation of paranormal exploration. The human factor.

Just then Denise was grabbing TJ by his leather jacket and begging of him not to let it happen again. There was no way on this planet TJ could make and keep that promise. If he could've made it he would've done it for everyone before they left. Not to mention this was his beloved leather jacket. It was of great value to him because it was the last Christmas gift his mom got for him, so it had great intrinsic value to him. TJ put his arms around Denise and said, "Denise, listen to me. You and I both know that's not a promise I can keep. I would if I could, but I can't." He let out a bit of an exhale and said, "Okay I have an idea though." TJ lightly patted her hands and said, "I need you to let go for a moment." He reached into the bag with the sweats in it and pulled out a flask with a cross on it. He said, "This is Holy Water. It has been consecrated by Father Mike Galingo of St. Matthew's. I go there every Sunday I have enough for everyone and I wasn't going to just waste hither-yon-and-fro, but only if necessary. I think this qualifies." With that he sprinkled her wounds with it, and on other areas of her body as he began reciting a blessing he heard in Latin. When he was done TJ crossed himself and said, "Amen." TJ said to Denise, "That should help. I wish I could do more for you, and I will understand if you want to leave. If you do I won't stand in your way. Just at least let me finish treating your wounds, and let's get you dressed." TJ didn't dwell on the fact that Denise had been naked the whole time. He knew she was shaken up enough as it was Denise didn't need to feel anymore self-conscious.

As TJ was finishing up he heard Joe yell. It was enough to make him stop for a moment. He said under his breath, "Oh my Lord." He looked at Denise for a moment and shook his head. He said, "I'm staying with you. There's really nothing else I can do for him." TJ continued his work and said, "He's like those morons in the slasher movies who thinks he's tougher than he really is and doesn't respect the situation." It was, at best, a cheap rationalization but it was all he could offer himself for now. TJ closed his eyes and said, "Let the dead bury the dead." TJ also knew that if he took off now and something happened to Denise he would never forgive himself. In fact he would probably call off the whole operation then. He made a note to himself to call Father Mike later and confess his sin. He wasn't sure what it was but TJ knew in some ways Joe's blood was on his hands unless someone else got to Joe to save him. TJ realized he couldn't save everyone, but being there for Denise was enough for him for now.

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@Xandrya

The Haunting of Emily

I got an idea for my next post but I need to know is there a posting order that I should follow? If not I can have something up by Monday night (Hey work gets in the way, and our Wifi at work blocks this site).

Nightland

Russell wanted to give chase with Serena. However this was one of those times where dressing like a 1940's detective was to his detriment. Mobility wasn't exactly a strong point and who or whatever was in the room was gone like a shot. Serena would have a better chase of catching up to it than he would. Not to mention he wasn't sure how Serena worked a chase and she didn't know about how Russell worked a chase. One wrong move by either of them could result in a bad situation. Besides she was right in having Russell stay behind to make sure that the crime scene, because that was what this was now, was as uncontaminated as possible. Unfortunately though with them in the room contamination was already going to be an issue. He wasn't sure how much it good it would do, so Russell decided to carry on and said, "Try not to touch anything around Stanton or his desk or anything else that looks like it could be connected to him in his current state, and you might as well stay here. If you leave they will find out who you are and do the questions at your home or place of work. Better to get it over with here and now. It won't take that long."

At first Russell wasn't exactly sure what else he could in this situation. Then he heard the voice of his old Lieutenant in his head Roy Briscoe, "You're a detective so detect." Then another idea hit Russell if he wasn't sure how he could control the group then maybe he could use them. He said, "Everyone, get out your phones if you got them and start taking pictures of what you're looking at. Anything that you feel is out of place here or anything like that. When CSU gets here they'll ask for your phones to transfer the pictures. This might help them out because we would notice things that they wouldn't." Russell figured that would keep everyone busy and their minds off of what they were seeing for the moment. It's when their adrenaline wears off and they are by themselves that things would start to get ugly within their psyches. Russell was hoping that human nature would compel them to reach out to other members of the group. They now we're sharing a bond that not many others would be able to understand or explain and it would be years before they could move on from this one.

Linda would be questioned extensively by the police Russell knew that was a given, and Linda seemed for the most part taking what happened as well as could be expected. The group though they might be another story. Some of them under pressure may reveal things that they wouldn't normally do or feel comfortable revealing which might not help the case. Russell felt a sense of needing to put them somewhat at ease as he paced around the room looking for anything that stood out. He said, "Keep somethings in mind everyone. One, they cannot look at Stanton's files on us without our permission or a court order. Doctor-client privilege is a powerful advocate for our privacy. You do not have to tell them why you're seeing Dr. Stanton. Again Doctor-Client privilege. If they ask a direct question you give them a direct answer. I know the Lead Detective who will be arriving here trust me when I tell you if you're lying he will find out."

Upon Serena's return Russell replied, "Everyone seems to for the most part be holding up fairly well. Although one more bad shock could send people over the edge." He said low enough just for Serena to hear, "I figure having them take pictures might help CSU and deal with not only our mudding up the scene, but also keep everyone's mind busy for a few moments until..." Just then Russell could hear the ding of the elevator and he could tell by the number of footsteps that the police were on scene. He paused to let the sound of footsteps sink in for everyone for dramatic effect? Maybe, but also to let the others know that things were about to take a turn in a whole new direction. Russell said to Serena, "Well what can we say about their timing. It's pretty good." A middle aged detective in a leather jacket and red dress shirt and black dress pants walked into the room with three other officers in tow. He looked around and then he looked right at Russell and said, "Boy you sure do get into some interesting stuff Nash." Russell replied, "What are friends for." The two men crossed over to each other and shook hands. Russell asked, "How you doing Bill?" Bill replied, "Not bad. Was better about twenty minutes ago watching the Lakers and the Heat." Russell took a look at the officers Bill brought with him and said, "Before we get too far into this tell your guys to be careful with their tone and how they word their questions. Some in this group might not be able to handle some of these guys who try to go all 'Law and Order' on them." Bill nodded and said, "Got it Nash. For the time being." Russell gave a nod as Bill texted his officers to go easy on anyone that they talk. Russell said, "Thanks Bill." Bill nodded and said, "Sure thing my man."

Russell motioned for Bill to follow and said, "Bill this is Officer Serena Gomez she gave pursuit to a potential person of interest who fled the scene." Russell said to Serena, "Serena this is my former partner and a friend of mine Detective Bill Henderson of the 12th Precinct." Henderson gave a head nod to Serena and said, "Officer Gomez good to meet you. what can you tell me?"

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@Arkitekt

Nightland

Having a blast! Should have a post up in 24 hours.