to love sometimes

[Mur]

Nestled in roads hidden by tall trees, blazing down the highway were two men. The first, and, as he would describe it, the brightest and handsomest of the two, was Jack Browning, and he really was handsome. He ran a tough, strong hand back through his trimmed light brown hair, while his glossy, smoldering green eyes focused on the road ahead of him, other hand fixed firmly on the steering wheel. Beside him was his longtime friend, Dorian Cain, but he was less important at the moment. At least to Jack.
There were things that had been going on recently, bad things, that kept Jack distracted from a lot of other things. Better things. Jack was in on an elite group, though you’d never hear any of them call it that. A handful of people that knew monsters under beds weren’t just children’s stories, but real, scary, terrifying monsters and beasts capable of destroying much more than just a kid’s peace of mind. They were violent, cruel, and quite often someone ended up dead. And Jack, along with that small handful of people like him, was the kind of person that tried to stop that from happening.
Lately, though, everything had gotten a lot more complicated. It wasn’t just monsters they were involved with anymore, but other things, too. Bigger things. More haunting than ghosts, and a lot more powerful than demons. Angels had gotten involved, and Jack believed that he and Dorian were lucky to come across the one angel that they had – the only angel he found himself capable of trusting; Castiel. Castiel hadn’t told them a lie thus far, and all he’d done was protect them, so they really had no reason not to trust him. Sure, he got them in a few shakes of trouble, but even Jack could get himself in harm’s way more than he liked to admit - unless the attention of a particularly pretty girl was on the line, of course. They always fell for those harrowing, courageous stories of near-death experiences. And right now, Castiel had sent them off on a chase.
There’d been a string of disappearances, all around the same town lately, and they all consisted of the same makeup; Young parents with a small, young, only child. Jack and Dorian had been keeping an eye on it themselves, but Castiel only reinforced their thoughts when he more or less ordered them to get a move on to check it out, as something was definitely going down there. Something demonic that could only bring trouble and pain to everyone in the world; not just some small little town in the middle of nowhere.
Despite just having arrived in town, and probably in the need for some sleep, they were already ready to start their first order of business; to interview the neighbors of those families that had disappeared. It wasn’t necessarily the most law-abiding plan, as it involved pretending to be FBI agents from out of town investigating missing-persons reports and potential homicides, but it didn’t matter to Jack, because it was always the easiest and best way to get true information out of people. Besides, he’d never minded lying to anyone before, so why should he start now?
Pulling up to a large, masterfully decorated farmhouse, Jack dropped a dubious glance at Dorian.
“This goes badly, I’m blaming you again. Oh, and if there’s a girl inside, try not to make me look too stupid, okay?” He snickered, before pulling in and stopping the car, stepping out as soon as the engine stopped. He pulled on a clean, dark suit jacket over his white shirt that covered the chiseled, handsome muscles below, and shut the door to his car. It wasn’t a second later that he was marching his way up to the front door casually – more strutting than marching – and stopped upon the front porch to knock at the wooden door, not bothering to say another word.

Inside the home, two young women were just starting to relax. It wasn’t too late into the evening yet, as it was only about five o’clock¸ but living on a farm the days felt much longer than that. Even if you didn’t have to do much work. Kerrin had always lived on a farm, as long as she could remember, but it didn’t mean that she had to like it. She was more like her mother in that regard, actually, as her father had always been the strict farmer, her mother a pure city girl. That’s probably why they had gotten divorced when the girl was three¸ her two older sisters already far more attached to their mother than Kerrin had ever been¸ but people seemed to have forgotten about that. And, quite frankly, Kerrin was glad. She didn’t like when people felt sorry for her, not unless it was really in the moment. Sympathy only lasted so long, she supposed, even if sadness didn’t. But her sisters were long gone by now, both married off right out of high school, while Kerrin was still working on college.
She hadn’t been so sure what to study, at first thinking she could manage as a nurse, though that idea quickly changed at the sight of a lot of blood. So, then, thinking upon her life, and how she’d always enjoyed growing up around animals and plants, she decided that perhaps botany was a better way to go. So, Kerrin had gone to school in the city, and that’s where she had met her good friend Calypso Croft, whom she’d invited back home with her to the farm for the summer, as the other girl didn’t really have any other place in mind. Kerrin’s father was pleased with the idea, as bringing some friend home was far better than a fiancé (even if he could use the extra male hands on the farm), but things had gotten strange around town lately. People were disappearing, and just last weekend Kerrin’s neighbors had gone missing. A sweet family with a small, rambunctiously terrible, but innocent little boy. But they couldn’t let that put a damper on their summer off, at least, not at first, so Kerrin had been planning to take Calypso out for a bit of fun around town (not that there was much to do).
She’d just finished putting on a nice blue sundress, when she heard a knock at the door. Sighing, she finished brushing out her dark, wavy caramel-colored locks of hair, and rushed to the front door, bouncing barefoot down the wooden hallway, past the living room where her father normally retired once he returned from working in the fields. However, he’d not yet come home, so Kerrin was a bit anxious to see just who was knocking on the doors.
“Hey Calypso,” She called, pausing as she placed her hand on the doorknob, a bright grin showing her vividly white teeth, leaning her petite, feminine frame against the door briefly. “How much you want to bet my dad ordered us pizza to keep us from going in to town tonight?” She asked, snickering as she tugged the door open, only to pause in her slight glee as her coffee-like eyes focused on the two formally dressed men outside, both looking quite stoic, despite both being quite handsome.
“Oh,” She murmured, frowning lightly as she eyed the men, already hearing Calypso’s footsteps approaching from behind her. “Can I help you?” She asked, looking a little curious and confused as to why two gorgeous, suited men were standing outside her door.

[``MIA]

He had tried sleeping in the car, but the twists and turns that Jack kept making made his head continously hit the window. His legs would cramp and then his head would start to pound all because of the music that seemed to repeat on the radio. So, he stayed awake, sucessfully becoming grumpo while rubbing at his temples, as if to chase away the head-ache. He really hated sitting in the passanger seat, and usually that as quite often. Jack was a little greedy when it came to the car. Jack was speaking to him, his words alerting him that they were finally there, so he moved a bit uncomfortably on the seat and opened the door. Dorian let out a sigh of relief as he stood, Jack's words flying through one ear and out the other.
"You do enough of that just by yourself, Jack." The man smiled, since usually it really was Jack that seemed like a fool. Especially when the girl he was so determined to flirt with cared nothing for him. Dorian was so very tired, and he followed Jack quietly with his head down as though he were sleep-walking.

But as for the girls in the house, Calypso Croft was much more comfortable than Dorian Cain. She was sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn cradled between her legs. Her honey-brown eyes were focused on the television. Kerrin, the one who had invited her here, was up stairs getting dressed, saying that she was going to take her somewhere. But Calypso doubted that, not that she'd ever say that to Kerrin. The scenery was beautiful, sure, but there wasn't much to go out to at night. Maybe "square dancing", but after doing rather horrible in math at school, Calypso thought it was best to stay away from anything that was related to shapes and geometric form (at least that was her excuse, and she was a bit too proud of it). But she was going to let Kerrin do what she wanted. She wasn't about to stay in this farm all by herself. No, Calypso was no farm girl. She was a city girl, one who liked fashion and the bustling crowds. She only decided to come because she didn't usually go anywhere for vacation, and Kerrin seemed to have wanted her to go. Besides, Calypso thought it would be a good chance to take some photos.
Now, Calypso was a petite figure, a girl who seemed fragile and easy to break, with long dark hair that fell over her shoulders and a gentle face. She was pretty in a quiet, serene sort of way, though her personality was loud and sometimes obnoxious. Not that she cared really. She enjoyed freaking everyone out with her exuberant attitude.
A knock at the door sounded, and Kerrin was making her way down the stairs. She said something about her father that made the dark-haired woman shrug.
"Do they even bring pizza out to this place?" she asked quickly, snickering as she jumped over the couch and scrambled over to her friend's side who, at the moment, seemed a little frozen. But Calypso understood why as soon as she got to her friends side, her eyes falling on the two handsome men that were both staring in equal silence.
The tall one seemd a bit uncomfortable, dark hair falling in front of his hazel-green eyesd as he glanced curiously at Kerrin and Calypso. Kerrin was the one to break the silence, making Calypso suddenly smile like a devious little fox as she crossed her arms.
"Now, now, Kerrin, I thought we said no strippers until after midnight."
Of course, these men weren't strippers at all, not even cops or FBI. But Calypso didn't think it could be anything else besides pizza-guys dressed abnormally well, because why would cops come to some random farm in some place no where in hell to question them about things they have no clue about.
"Wait, what?" Dorian, he decided then, that perhaps his words were a little unprofessional. But it wasn't everyday he was considered a stripper.

[Mur]

((xDDDDDDD Sooooo soorryy there was no Ooc dude lmaaoo
I didn't have time to say anything cause when i did that post I was litterally
being driven away from the internet xDDDDD LMAO So I had to work
super epicly fast xDDDDD LMAO

LLLMMMAAAOOO OMG Dude xDDDD ahahah this cracked me up
It was on someones twitter xDDDD
"Anyone ever notice how Justin Beiber and Ellen Page are never in the same place at the same time? ...Just saying.." xDDDDDD LMAO
someeeboodyyy thinks Reed's the Beibs xDDDDD ))

The young brunette woman’s cheeks flushed bright red at Calypso’s sudden comment, not doubting that both of the men standing outside her front door could get good jobs as male strippers, as both were obviously quite masculine beneath their tailored clothes. However, the same comment gave Jack a rather opposite reaction, a quick, devious and interested snicker showing on his face as his eyes instantly jumped to Calypso.
“No, sorry to disappoint, but we aren’t strippers.” He said calmly, his voice quite deep to impress. “We’re federal agents.” He announced, dipping his hand into his pocket to pull out his fake, but presumably real ID, showing it to the girls to hopefully earn their trust. “My name is Jack Browning, this is my partner, Dorian Cain,” He told them, never having been one for using alias’. Not in small towns, at least. “We’re here investigating the disappearance of some of your neighbors, and were wondering if we could speak to you about it?” He asked, waiting for the girls’ responses.

Kerrin, though, eyed the badges curiously, before looking back up at the men as if trying to decide whether or not she knew them, knowing very well that some guys around town could have caught wind of a few girls staying home alone just to try and get into the house. But neither of the men in front of her now seemed familiar, and the badges seemed authentic, so she stepped back, holding the door open with an almost apologetic look on her face.
“Oh, uh, sure, of course.” She nodded, waiting until the two stepped into the house to shut the door behind them.
“If you don’t mind,” Jack interrupted suddenly, looking a little too eager to start conducting an interview as an FBI agent. “It’s best if we interview the both of you separately, unless you’d rather be more comfortable together?” Jack asked, eyeing the two girls curiously, though his gaze quite obviously hovered on Calypso.

[``MIA]

((Lool uhhh who the hell said thhaat??

Annnd omgmmgmgg I've been having these weird dreammmss :ccc
And I'm sososoo booorrreeeedd.
And
This idian guy on tv is gay and he has sexy haiir xDDDDD
It's so much prettier than minenen))))



Dorian glared at the shorter man beside him, knowing very well what was about to happen soon, but he had to wait until they were alone to say anything. But soon Jack's attention was turned to Calypso, and said girl was frowning and eying the fake ideas suspiciously. She, of course, looked as though she didn't want to invite them in so easily but Kerrin stepped aside.
Calypso sighed and leaned against the wall beside the door, watching the two men curiously. Dorian was clearly wishing this was over, which Calypso found a little odd but eventually her attention was swallowed all up by the pretty man staring right back at her.
"If I didn't know any better, I would say you're trying to get me all to yourself, Mr. Browning." Not that she minded, honestly, since he was rather nice to look at so she followed him into the living room where the TV was still rambling away and the bowl of popcorn was what she went to first, sitting down and staring at Jack intently as she tossed a piece of popcorn in her mouth. "My name's Calypso Croft, but being a Federal Agent who's good at gathering information, you probably knew that, right?"

Dorian, however, was left to watch Jack leave into the living room while he let out an awkward couch and turned his gaze toward Kerrin. He offered a smile that was meant to reassure, standing up straight and letting out a sigh. "You're Kerrin Powell, right? You look like you were about to go somewhere. I'm sorry if we interrupted anything." He smiled and suddenly to a seat, finally able to stretch his legs with a held back groan. "So, have you noticed anything... odd lately? Besides the disappearances."

[Mur]

((XDDDD Iddkkk my mom had it up and I just saw it lmaaoo xDD
At least I think it was twitter iddkk it might have been facebook

LMAO Sorry dude I have weird dreams toooo
like last night I was riding my bike with my mom on like the back tire
to the post office and Jay Leno walked out of our neighbors house cause it was apparently his now and asked me wth I was doing xDDDDDDD LMAO
It was weird lmaaoo
and soorororryyy dudueee xDDDD
what were you watching? XDDDDDD ))

“Ah, well, then. I guess it’s fortunate that you know better.” Jack snickered teasingly, his eyes flashing with a bit of devious heat briefly as he followed the pretty girl into the other room. He eyed the TV curiously for a few moments, before glancing back at the girl, smiling brightly as she tossed a bit of food into her mouth.
“Actually, no, I didn’t,” He admitted, sitting down comfortably near her. “We were only expecting Miss Powell and her Father. We had no idea that someone as pretty as you was staying here, too.” He nodded, smirking at her as he folded his hands together¸ resting his elbows upon his knees as he stared over at her seriously. “Now, I have to ask you…Before the family disappeared – I don’t know how long you’ve been staying here, of course, but before the family disappeared, did you or anyone else notice anything…strange about the family? Did they do, or say anything out of the ordinary? Or was everything just…normal?”

Kerrin eyed Dorian curiously, noticing the weariness that showed from his long car ride. He obviously wasn’t half as excited as Jack was to be here interviewing them – he actually looked a little annoyed with the whole thing, however, his apology cleared him as a pretty nice guy, so she offered him a sweet smile and led him into the kitchen alone.
“Yes, I'm Kerrin." She answered, nodding quickly. "I could, uh, get you something to drink, if you’d like, Mr. Cain. You look tired.” She said innocently, grinning lightly at him. “And don’t worry about it. We weren’t really going to go do anything important.” She said, shrugging lightly as she watched the handsome man sit down across from her, taking her own seat near the table. She frowned, though, at his next question, pursing her lips together gently as she tried to think back upon the last few weeks, and all the things that had happened. “Well...Not really.” She answered, shaking her head lightly as she stared at the handsome man she believed to be a detective. “The family that disappeared has always been pretty…quiet, so there wasn’t much difference before they left.” She answered, biting her bottom lip gently. “Why? Do you think something really suspicious happened?” She asked curiously, obviously interested in the man’s thoughts.

[``MIA]

(((My sister calls me a fuck up even though I am still in fucking school and she's like 24. Honestly I don't even know how old she is anymore.

anyway, I had a dream edwward cullen was hitting able with a golf club then drowned himself with giant squids.))


The corner of her lips tugged into a smirk as his eyes flashed with something she was rather liking. But soon he turned business, which made her a little confused, because if he knew she didn't live here now why was he asking her about people she had no clue about. She had never even seen them. "Honestly, I don't really know what's going on around here lately. I've only been here for a few days, and Kerrin's papa likes us to stay in the house because there is apparently naughty boys out there in the other farms." Which she knew could be true, but that was anywhere. But she did enjoy having Mr. Powell's concern; she couldn't ever remember having a father after all. "You can go ask Kerrin, you know, she's lived here her whole life." The woman suddenly grinned and leaned forward. "But then, if you did, I'd be sorely put out."

"No, you don't have to. Chances are I'll drink something and end up in the car for another six hours having to go to the bathroom." He really hated it when that happened, and the only other solution was one he didn't want to think about, considering it was just a little bit too disgusting. He watched Kerrin as she moved about the homely kitchen, but honestly he wasn't so interested in the pretty drawers and such as he was with the beautiful woman before him. But she called him "Mr. Cain" and it didn't give him any sort of pleasure. It honestly made him feel old. "Just call me Dorian, please." But he listened to what she had to say about the family, and though she appreciated her effort, it didn't really give him much to go on. "A whole family just disappears, without saying a word or even locking their doors, and that doesn't sound suspicious to you?"

[Mur]

((Duudududeee wthhhh why
seriousllyy thats stupiddd =/
I mean, calling someone that doesn't even make logical sense, xDDDDDDD LMAO
'You're a sexual intercourse'
like, serioulsy
thats not an insult xDDDDDD

xDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD LMAAAOOOO OOMGGG
Duuddee thats hilarious xDDDD AHHAA
You have no idea how hard that made me laugh xDDDD LMAO
and ughghgh this laptop is hoott duudee it burning my legggg ))

“Naughty boys, huh?” Jack asked, eyeing the girl curiously, a smirk already showing on his face as she confirmed that he probably wouldn’t get any information out of her at all. Instead, he’d leave Dorian to do the dirty work, and he could get down to a different kind of ‘dirty’ on his own out here with Calypso. “I’m sure that I could scare them straight, you know… if that would help you sleep better at night.” He teased, grinning as he was already trying to imagine just what the woman might wear to sleep in. Probably something sexy. “Nah, Dorian’s a pretty good agent. He’ll be fine getting information from your friend alone.” He nodded, grinning eagerly at the girl. “I wouldn’t want to keep him from doing his job – besides, I’m not one to put out a nice, pretty girl like yourself. Especially with some naughty boys around.”

“That is true. I wouldn’t want you uncomfortable because of me.” Kerrin agreed with a slight, small laugh, knowing that uncomfortable feeling of sitting in a car with nowhere to stop – especially when the driver didn’t care whether you were comfortable on the road or not.
“Alright, Dorian it is, then.” She said smoothly, nodding as she stared into his muddy green eyes, perhaps unintentionally glancing down at his hands to notice the absence of any kind of wedding ring. She reached up, rubbing at her temple gently as he asked about the family again, shaking her head very lightly. “No, you’re right. It’s definitely suspicious, but…to be honest with you, Dorian, not locking doors around here isn’t that abnormal. My father always left our doors unlocked until my sisters started catching men’s eyes.” She admitted, pursing her lips together. “I guess I did babysit for their son once, though, a few weeks before they disappeared.” She paused, pursing her lips together as she debated whether or not there was anything strange about her experience there. “He was afraid of going to sleep because he thought the ‘bad’ man would come for him again, but…That’s normal for kids, you know? Even I thought I had a monster under my bed when I was a kid.”

[``MIA]

(( She's crazy. I don't even have to say anything to hour and she thinks I'm insulting her
So then it starts something


Yeaah he was jealous cause bella kissed this tiny black guy who looked like he was dying because of it xDDD)))


Calypso grinned pleasantly at him as she finally leaned back, crossing her arms. She was suddenly liking the farm a lot better than normal. "A lot of things would help me sleep at night, maybe like a warm body right next to mine." Her grin got even wider for she knew very well that she shouldn't be flirting at all with this man before her. He wasn't some guy she met in a coffee shop; he was an "agent." It seemed a little overdone. Calypso set the bowl of popcorn aside and stretched out with a yawn of boredom. "Let's just hope you can protect me from those naughty boys, Mr. Browning, unless you're one of them." The woman glanced at him, tapping her fingers lightly on her knee. "You aren't one of them, are you?"

"Even if it's safe around farms, usually, you should always lock your door." It's not like a door really stopped monsters, but it's always safety first or something along those lines. But he listened to her and finally she said something useful. "Uh, a monster?" His tone of voice didn't sound as though he were judgemental, but it sounded as though her were trying to get information without seeming a little odd. "Well, everyone sees monsters every once in a while." He grinned at the woman, pushing himself from the chair and making his way over to the living room. "Well, I think we're finished."

"Too bad..." said Calypso, watching Jack very intently as he stood up.

"Do you know where the closest motel is?"

[Mur]

((Yeahhh duudee I'm sorry. =/
My mom flipped out on me today while I was driving because I missed a turn
even though I'd never, ever been in that town before. =/

xDDDD lmaaoo duudee ahahaha that's hysterical xDDDD And
OMG dudee xDDD Able is getttinngg sueedd cause he did some
illegal gambling xDDDD
THAT must be why he's never here
Able: o.o
Mur: You're always ripping off people you scummbaggg xDDD jkjkjk ))

“Oh?” Jack asked, his eyes growing a little dark as he stared across at her, his devious grin only sparked into a higher level of interest as he watched the girl /very/ closely. “Now, Miss Croft, I can assure you that I am not at all one of those terrible, crude, naughty boys you’re familiar with. At least, not while I’m on the job.” He said smoothly, his voice deep and, hopefully, tantalizing as he spoke to the woman, though his words were clearly a partial lie. He was exactly one of those boys, all of the time. Even if, some of the time, he pretended not to be.

“Yeah, I’m sure they do.” Kerrin agreed with a comforted sigh, looking a little relieved that Dorian didn’t think the boy’s thoughts of a monster were anything to be concerned about, when really that was just the kind of information he was looking for. Dorian then stood, though, and at first she looked a little worried, as if she’d scared him off simply by mentioning what the little boy had said. But she rose as well, following him out into the living room where Calypso and Jack were still seated.
Jack looked highly disappointed by the pair’s sudden arrival, a frown quickly crossing his face as he looked to Dorian, looking equally as annoyed as he was worried that Kerrin might have told his friend something very important. But with a moderate lack of urgency in Dorian’s voice, Jack doubted they had much to go on.
“Oh, the nearest motel is about ten miles from here, but that’s not far.” Kerrin said with a light shrug, before stopping, a deep frown crossing her face as she looked to Dorian again. “But…it’s probably booked. There’s this wedding in town next weekend, and…well, they pretty much invited everyone they knew really early.” She scowled, thinking on it for a moment. “But, we have a few spare rooms here. I’m sure my father wouldn’t mind letting you stay, if you offered to help out on the farm a bit? He’s always looking for men like yourselves to help him out?” She suggested, glancing back and forth between the two men, Jack looking /highly/ excited to accept this proposition.
“Well?” He asked quickly, giving Dorian a much more than hinting expression, obviously wanting as much close-contact with Calypso as he could.

[``MIA]

(("Oolll my eyeyey soo itchhyyyy.
And I realllylylly hate megan fox buuttt it's going to bug me that they replaced her. I can't stand when theydo that even though I hate the person they're replacing.

Llool
Wthththththth
He looks so innocent though
He's just sad spiderman overr)))


She smiled widely as Kerrin suggested what she suggested, although it was a little odd that she even from it up. Her father was very protective of her after all, and Calypso doubted the man would want two very attractive men loitering about. "That sounds great, I'll show him to his room." Calypso shot up from her couch, grinning most deviously as locked her arm with his.
"Wait, I don't really want to-"
"Do you want to sleep in the car?" The woman smirked at Dorian as he suddenly grimaced. The man sighed as Jack even turned to look at him and even gave him that look that made Dorian groan inwardly.
"Fine." He watched as Calypso grabbed his friend's hand and pulled him up the stairs. As soon as they were gone, the woman sighed and turned toward Kerrin. "Are you sure about this? I mean, I don't want you to get in trouble."

As for Calypso, the woman led him to the empty rooms that Kerrin had said her sisters use to sleep in. She opened the door and clapped her hands together, turning his gentle brown gaze to Jack. "Are you off the job now?" she asked softly.

[Mur]

((XDDD soorrryy duudeee
I got bit by like 1000 mosquitos in wisconsin soooo xDDDDD LMAO
I know how you feel xDDD
And yehh I hate megan fox too she ugglly maannn
I haven't seen any of the transformers movies since the first one, to be honest with you xDDDD LMAO
Buuutt on the bright side
they aren't replacing her as a character.
They just got rid of that charrie and gave him a new love interest or whatever xDDDD
So it not gunna be weird like batamaannn

and I know xDDDDDDDD LMAO
Apparently what he was doing wasn't really illegal
but the money that he won
was ripped off of some people soooo
basically the dude he won the money from was doing illegal crap
and poor Able got all blamed for it xDDDDDD
Able: =(
Mur: And ooooommgg duudeee Jesse so hoottt xDDD
I had this dream in Wisconsin oooohhahhaaa sooo sexyy Autumn hate me forever xDDD
Autumn: >>>>>>>>=( -glareglare- ))

Jack smiled brightly as Calypso convinced Dorian to accept Kerrin’s offer to let them stay at the house, giving his friend a wink as the girl dragged him up the stairs to the room he’d be staying in. Once they were there, of course, Calypso dropped his hand and he watched her curiously, eyeing her up and down with a grin as he contemplated her question.
“Well, technically, I’m not off the job until a case is solved and I’m waiting for the next one.” He admitted, smirking as he walked over to the bed, sitting down upon it, as if testing how comfortable it was as he watched the girl. “But sometimes I make exceptions,” He admitted, snickering lightly. “Why? I thought your friend’s father’s plan was to keep all of those bad boys out of the house, not let them in.”

Kerrin watched Calypso’s reaction with slight horror, almost wishing she could take back her suggestion at the sight of the other girls much more than pleased countenance. However, she couldn’t take things back, so she simply watched as her friend dragged Jack upstairs, praying the dark-haired girl wouldn’t do anything to get all of them in extreme trouble once her father got home later that night.
Quickly, though, Dorian spoke up, and her attention was rapidly changed, flashing the incredibly handsome man a bright, welcoming smile of reassurance.
“Yeah, I’m sure.” She nodded, though she eyed the stairs a little wearily. “Not so sure about Calypso, but yes. If you guys were hitchhikers or convicts, it’d be a different story, but you seem safe.” She nodded, smiling at him before stepping in front of the tall man to lead him up the wooden stairs to the bedroom where he would be allowed to stay. “Come on,” She said, leading him up the stairs to a rather large room, a nice full bed tucked back in the corner near a window. “Um, the bathroom is down the hall, third door on the right, and Jack should be staying in the room at the end of the hall.” She told him, sighing as she fluffed her hair gently, watching the tall, dark, handsome stranger with interest. “Hey, you don’t, um…think anyone around here is in danger or anything, do you?” She asked, frowning worriedly.

[``MIA]

(((Noo dude it's the zombie eye or whatever I have poison ivy in my eye :c
It hasn't gone away
It looks fine but it still itches like helelll

Annd ohhh yayyeh at least that's bettterrr. That's pretty smart of them xD

Omgmgmmg that's so wrong >:c wtth poor ablleeee
Annnd uhh what was the dream about o.o)))


"Aw, that's too bad." The woman pouted as he explained that he wasn't off the job, watching him closely as he sat down upon the bed and stared right back at her. This made her smile, a soft little smile that seemed a bit tender in its appearance. "Kerrin's dad is a bit over protective but he means well. And, as you can see, he's not here right now." The woman sighed and moved to the man's side, tapping him lightly on the cheeks before bending down and pecking him lightly on the cheek. "Good-night, Jack. Sleep well." Calypso let out a laugh as she moved to the door, glancing back at the man. "You're going to need it." And with that, the woman shut the door quietly before making her way to her own room.

Dorian followed Kerrin quietly to his room, inspecting everything with a quiet gaze. There wasn't anything that seemed out of the ordinary, but from experience he knew that was never true. And as Kerrin led him to his room for the night, he wondered if perhaps this was a very terrible idea. Her father would probably come home with a shot-gun and shove it right in there faces. "What?" He looked back at Kerrin as he sat on his bed, and his face softened. He could sense the worry in her voice and he wanted to get rid of it. "I promise, Kerrin, that as long as Jack and I are you, your family will be safe."

[Mur]

((OOOHHH ewww duudeee that's nastttyyyy i didn't know it was in your eyeyeee that ewwwww I sorry. =(
I hate it when poison ivy is just on my boddyyy

yeah xDDDDDD Cause the girl they picked is nothing like megan fox lmaao
and dududueeee one day looks kind of cliche but cute xDDDDD
And I just realized
we've never used Jasper and Dia xDDDDD LMAO
I completely forgot we even had them LMMMAAAOO

Yeaahhh =(
He gots bad luck dude xDDDDDD
Annndd it was about jesse and his hotnesssss
swimiinngg in a lakkeee xDDDDD LMAO
He gots reallllyyy nice abs xDDDDD
Whichhchchc is why I got my idea xDDDDD Soooo
Dori's out working in the yard cause Kerri's dad came home
and met the guys and got all freaked out so they've been working like all day annnd
Kerri comes down and thinks he could use a break so she asks Dori to go swimming with her, xDDD
Annndd for Jack and Cal
I was thinking Jack could teach Cal how to ride a horse xDDDD
that way they get all close and go bouncing around together LMAO ))

It hadn’t taken long for Mr. Powell to find out about Kerrin’s offer to let the two handsome detectives stay at their home, and, of course, he wasn’t at all happy about it. Fortunately, he didn’t kick the men out, but forced them to work whenever they weren’t busy – after all, idle hands made for the devil’s play, did they not? This, the moment Jack had woken up, he’d been told to go outside and tend to as much work as possible. And he did, of course, as he was a rather hard worker (unless there happened to be a woman close by), but soon enough he was on one of his last jobs; taking care of the horses.
He was outside, obviously a little tired, but a little relaxed, too, brushing down a gorgeous chestnut horse out in the fenced-in meadow, pausing only as he heard footsteps approaching from behind him. Reaching up to run a hand back through his short hair, he turned around, unbuttoning his shirt a little as his eyes focused on the approaching person behind him, a sinister grin taking over his face as he recognized the approaching woman.
“Hey there, Calypso,” He greeted, smiling quite vibrantly as he went back to brushing the horse, feeling a little smug because of the beautiful girls approach. “Hasn’t someone told you to stay away from me yet?” He asked, glancing over his shoulder to stare at the girl.

Kerrin, however, felt a bit sorry for the two men she’d invited to stay with them. She knew her father would be upset and work them hard, but she hadn’t been expecting it to be quite so extreme. She’d barely seen Dorian or Jack all day, and for a while she wasn’t even sure they’d stuck around. However, on her way outside, she happened to notice a man out in the barn, and with a bright grin, she started towards it, finding exactly what she expected, a towel folded over her arm.
“Dorian,” She called once she entered the barn, smiling happily at the handsome, hard-working man. “I know you’re supposed to follow orders from my dad, but…You’ve been out here all day,” She started awkwardly, swaying a little as she stood in front of him. “I’m going swimming down at the river. You want to come?” She asked, looking hopeful.

[``MIA]

((I knooowwwwww andi just poked myself in the eyee

Jesse: -feelsviolated-
Me: xDDD poor jess.
Lmaoo annddd okaaaayy))


Even though Calypso expected this, she felt a little bit disappointed. She was a growing girl with the need to adore handsome men but now it was impossible since Kerrin's father sent them off to do work that made Calypso tired just thinking about it. She knew they'd be able to handle it, seeing as they looked a bit "athletic" if you could call it that, but she still felt guilty. If she was going to have to stay in this farm, she wanted to watch Jack. And that was why she left the house, slipping into the stables where Jack was at, leaning leisurely against the wall with her arms crossed. He turned to look at her, and suddenly it got a little warm was she watched him unbutton some of his shirts very carefully. "Perhaps they have..." she mumured very slowly, thinking back on Kerrin's father as she moved over to behind the man. "But we can't have that, now, can we?" She eyed the horse curiously, though there was a bit of fear in her wary eyes. She never really liked huge animals all that much. "You seem to be use to this. Ever work on a farm before?"

Dorian, of course, did what the man said without question. It would be wrong of them to stay there without compensation after all, and he didn't really want to make the wrong impression. So, he worked without taking a break, not really expecting to have an visitors. But soon he heard a petite voice, one he found that he rather liked, and he set the tools he had been working with aside and turned his gaze to the woman he had been specifically warned to stay away from. "What?" Her question, however, was not something he thought she would ask. She didn't know him, all she knew was that he was a Federal Agent, and yet she was inviting him to go swimming. But his gaze softened and he reached up to rub the back of his neck. "I would, but I don't have anything to swim in."

[Mur]

((XDDDDD duududeee if you dun touch it it be better off lmaaoaooa

And sooooorrryyy Jesseeee but you are hot xDDD LMAO
Autumn: >=( -tackleglompherjesse- -glareatmur-
Mur: Whahththt? I had a dream about Titi reciently too xDDDDDD LMAAOOO
He was a rapper LMMMMMAAOO XDDDD AHHAHA it was hilarious ))

Jack’s eyes followed the girl heatedly as she moved close behind him, glancing up and down her body with curiosity, before he noticed that spark of fear in her eyes. It made him interested, and a little excited as he looked back at the horse, patting it gently in the side.
“I did, for a few summers back when I was a teenager.” He said with a light shrug, before sighing and turning straight around to face the girl, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “But I get the feeling that you’ve never been on a farm before, have you?” He asked, snickering as he grabbed her hand suddenly, pulling it up towards the horse to brush it against the animal’s side. “Which…probably means you’ve never ridden a horse before, either, huh?” He asked.

Kerrin watched Dorian with interest, chewing on her bottom lip a little nervously as she waited for his answer, smirking quite unexpectedly at what he said. “Well, I’d offer you some of my dad’s old clothes, but…You’re a bit bigger than him.” She said sweetly, her cheeks flushing a light rose color as she watched him rub his neck. “But you could swim in your clothes – I wouldn’t mind washing them for you later.” She shrugged, before glancing downwards awkwardly, her cheeks turning an even darker shade of red. “You could go naked, too, but…I doubt having my dad shoot an FBI agent would be a good idea.” She snickered, eyeing him quite coyly before she offered him her hand. “Come on. It’s a lot more fun than cleaning out another stall, trust me.”