#ridge x caroline

[tvshowscouples]

If you love Ridge&Caroline (Bold and the Beautiful) and you want reblog or like,this is the link of my reblog couples :)

thank you!

[scottdixon]

You're only saying this stuff to me because you want me to tell Eric that we're the future of Forrester.

[poetic-smoking]

milyen év is van?

szerintem csinálok első körben egy mit olvastam az idén listát, be fogtok sz*rni.

Louise O'Neill - Te kerested a bajt 10/10

Stephanie Garber - Finale 10/5

R. F. Kuang – Bábel 10/3

Lisa Jewell – A megmaradt lakók 10/4

Isla Madden – Mills – Drága Ava! 10/5

R. F. Kuang – A lnágoló isten 10/10

Ava Reid – A tündérkirály rejtélye 10/6

Caroline Kepnes – Te szeretsz engem 10/8

Katherine Arden – A boszorkány éjszakája 10/10

Penelope Douglas – Punk 57 10/10

Holly Black – How the King of Elfhame learn to hate stories 10/9

Rainbow Rowell – Csak így tovább 10/4

H. D. Carlton – Haunting Adeline 10/5

Alison Cochrun – The charm offensive 10/10

Marie Aubert – Igazából nem ilyen vagyok 10/7

Samantha Shannon – Csontszüret 10/5

Pierce Brown – Vörös lázadás 10/10

Megan Abbott – Majd megismersz 10/10

Deveny Perry- Indigo Ridge 10/2

Gordon Reece – megtorlás 10/4

James Patterson – J. D. Barker – A madártollas gyilkosságok 10/5

Alexis Schaitkin – Saint X 10/8

Pierce Brown – Arany háború 10/10

Taylor Jenkins Reid- Evelyn Hugo hét férje 10/7

Olivie Blake – The Atlas six 10/9

Charlotte Rixon – Aki elmenekült 10/6

Krista & Becca Ritchie – Addicted to you 10/8

Rachel Hawkins – Árnyékfeleség 10/4

Hannah Grace – Wildfire 10/6

Colleen Hoover – Emlékek róla 10/5

Tarryn Fisher – A feleségek 10/6

Ella Fields – Hozzáférés megtagadva 10/10

Alice Hoffman – A tizenharmadik boszorkány 10/10

Taylor Jenkis Reid – Szikrázó Malibu 10/7

Pierce Brown – Hajnalcsillag 10/10

H. D. Carlton – Does it hurt? 10/1

Sarah Pinborough – Halott vagy 10/5

Karin Slaughter – Az elfeledett lány 10/7

Holly Bourne – Normális vagyok? 10/6

Ella Fields – Pretty Venom 10/10

Roddy Doyle – Méregzsák 10/10

L. M. Chilton – Jobbra húzva 10/4

Elle Kennedy – The Deal 10/7

Emma Noyes – Ne mondj le róla 10/8

Ella Fields – Bittersweet Always 10/10

Pierce Brown – A káosz évei 10/10

Elle Kennedy – The Chase 10/9

Elle Kennedy – The Mistake 10/9

Sasha Laurens – Youngblood 10/9

Riley Sager – Három lány 10/7

[rosehathawhey]

To all my non soap opera followers,

I am about to:

Begin watching the Hope x Thomas story from about a year ago on.

Rewatch the Ridge x Caroline story because I just found an old playlist I made of them.

So I'm sorry for the barrage gif sets that will probably come with that!

[winterscaptain]

a parent thing.

Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader a joyful future fic

a/n: here we have some ajf hotchner family history! evelyn comes to visit and it's all very soft. i hope you enjoy it :) as always, let me know what you think. 

words: 1.2k warnings: language, children, egregious sentimentality

summary: “our daughters are the most precious of our treasures, the dearest possessions of our homes, and the objects of our most watchful love.” margaret e. sangster. au!june 2018.

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“You know these are the first Hotchner daughters in six generations, right?” 

Your head whips toward Evelyn, who’s rocking Caroline in the corner of the nursery. “What?” 

“Benjamin told me that once,” she continues as if you hadn’t said anything. She knows you heard her. “He said there hadn’t been any girls in Aaron’s direct family line since the Hotchners left England.” She looks up and meets your eyes. “Yours are the first girls in almost two hundred years.” 

You look down at Sophia, snoozing across your chest with her little lips pursed. 

Two hundred years. 

“Aaron, of course, is the oldest of two boys. Benjamin is the oldest of four, his father one of five, his father one of three. It’s all in a book somewhere. Aaron will get it when I’m gone, then Jack after him and his children after that.” 

There’s a little smile playing at her mouth. “Benjamin’s grandmother started writing it all down, tracking the family, just to keep tabs on any girls that might show up. She didn’t know the names of the girls born before the family came to America - they aren’t in any of the immigration records so they may have stayed behind or escaped documentation.” 

Her fingers brush the soft hair on Caroline’s head, running over the ridge of her tiny tiny ear. “Caroline and Sophia will be the first girls in the book.” She smiles. “And what fine additions they’ll be.” 

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“Is it true there haven’t been any girls in your family in -”

“Six generations?” Aaron answers for you with a sardonic little smile. “Evelyn telling you stories today?” 

You huff a laugh. “She’s bullshitting me, isn’t she?” 

“With that one? No.” He offers you a hand and you climb into bed beside him, propped up with some pillows. “Don’t listen to a word she says about my high school years. I invoke the fifth and refuse to comment. Haley took that shit to the grave and I intend on keeping it that way.” 

“Yeah, right.” Snorting, you take a sip of water and fold your legs under you. He watches you, his eyes soft. You decide not to tell him about the photos you’ve seen, or the fact that you plan to hang them in the hallway once all the boxes in the garage are finally unpacked. 

He sighs, changing the subject without really changing the subject. He takes a moment to look at you soaking you in from the soft light of the bedside lamp. 

Nights, after the kids are asleep, are really the only time you have to spend together at all - between Aaron keeping a full schedule at the office and Isaac and Jack and the girls, you hardly have time for each other during the day. 

“That’s crazy. No girls at all?”

“None.” His eyes wander to the door. “It’s not just the team, you know? It’s my family. The first girls.” He shakes his head. “I can really explain it. There’s no reason to be proud, I mean, it’s just chance -”

“It makes sense, though,” you insist, picking up his arm so you can tuck yourself underneath it. “You’re allowed to be proud. Like sure it’s a little silly because it is the luck of the draw, but it’s fair to feel proud. It’s a parent thing.” 

You bump his shoulder. “You’ve managed to do something nobody in your direct line has done in two hundred years.” 

He rolls his eyes and kisses your head. “I do that every time I use an app on my phone.” 

“That’s a bad analogy and you know it. Don’t be stupid.” 

“Too late.”

+++

Jack curls up under your arm with a granola bar, watching Caro eat. You’re not shy about feeding the girls outside of the nursery anymore, and Aaron’s more than pleased that Jack has an opportunity to learn about the practical nature of anatomy in addition to whatever crazy shit he’s learning on the playground. 

“Do you like having sisters, Jack?” Evelyn asks, bottle feeding Sophia from across the room. 

He shrugs. “They’re not that different from brothers right now. Loud, sleepy, squishy.” 

You give him that one, and even Evelyn laughs. “But you don’t mind having the girls around?” 

He shakes his head. “I don’t mind.” He reaches over, brushing Caroline’s cheek with his finger. “I forgot how small they are.” 

That draws a smile from you. “They’re cute when they’re not screaming, huh?”

“Yeah.” There’s a little laugh in his voice, and he focuses on the TV again, munching on his snack. 

Your son, the teenager. Insane. Your eyes wander to the hanging photo of Haley on the wall, the photo of Jack and Aaron close to eight years ago resting beside it. 

As you look, the door opens and Aaron steps through, looking exhausted. 

“How was court?” You ask, in a more chipper tone than is entirely necessary, just for laughs. 

Jack sits up, leaning on the back of the couch as Aaron toes his shoes off and drops his briefcase. “Yeah, Dad, did you wipe the floor with them?”

Aaron chuckles and you catch Evelyn hiding a smile. 

“Almost, bud. I’m back tomorrow. Apparently, two hours wasn’t enough time to determine whether I’m an expert in my field.” He kisses your forehead when you look up to follow his movement around the back of the couch. 

“You have a JD from a top-thirty law school and nearly thirty years as a profiler to your name,” Evelyn says, her eyebrows raised. “And they need more than two hours?” 

“Well, mother,” he says, pressing a kiss to her cheek and stroking Sophia’s head. “Some lawyers... “ He feigns deep thought. “Are stupid.” 

You’re so tired that makes you nearly howl with laughter, bracing Caroline against your body to keep from jarring her too much. Even then, she startles and starts to cry, but you can’t stop laughing. 

Aaron rolls his eyes and takes her from you as you tuck yourself back into your shirt. Almost instantly, she quiets, looking up at him with big brown cow eyes. 

“I’m with her all day, I gave birth to her, I feed her, and yet…” You gesture broadly to Aaron’s entire person. “She’s obsessed with you.” 

Aaron winks at you and looks down at Caroline, speaking in the voice reserved only for her. “You just get me, huh, my little love?” 

Jack snorts. “Yeah, you and the three-week-old just vibe, Dad.” 

Aaron hardly spares him a glance, grinning down at his daughter. “When you’re older, just trying to vibe with your kid, I swear I’ll bother you so much.” 

You and Jack look at each other, identical dubious expressions plastered on your faces. When you look over at Evelyn to include her in the joke, there’s something in her eyes as she looks at Aaron that makes you feel like you’re interrupting. 

Training your eyes back on Aaron, you try to see what she sees, but can’t quite manage it. 

Maybe it’s a parent thing. 

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[theonetheycallhannah]

The Treatment of Captain Syverson-Chapter 13: SNAFU

Characters: Captain Syverson, various original minor/supporting characters.

Summary: Sy has some time to think about his past, present, and future while roughing it in the Virginia wilderness which leads him to a revelation about what he really wants…but is it too late?

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Word Count: 4.7k

Warnings:  Mild language, mature themes, military and weapon terminology, discussion, and use. (For those who don’t know, SNAFU is a term coined in the military. It’s an acronym for “Situation Normal, All Fucked Up.” And since this is from Sy’s perspective, I thought a military term, as opposed to a therapy term would be appropriate.)

Author’s Note: Despite this being the longest chapter, clocking in at almost 5k, it was one of the easiest to write, and came the quickest. I love writing from Sy’s perspective, and the pure love he has for Shane. I’m hoping to be able to write a bit more of his POV before the story is complete. We’ll see. I apologize if it seems like one long rant about Sy’s feelings…I guess that’s what it is, with various activities peppered in. He can be a sensitive guy, and I wanted to show that. 

Disclaimer: Unfortunately for me, Henry is not mine, le sigh, and all mention of him, his characters, any characters from his films, or his precious doggy, Kal, are strictly for transformative and recreational use. I neither ask for, nor accept payment for the work I post on Tumblr or AO3. Unbeta’d because this is for fun and escapism.

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Sy was no whimp. That much was certain. Missouri winters had toughened him up more than most men in his battalion and most of the participants in the training he was currently undertaking.

But it was more than that. Sy was uniquely prepared for the elements. He remembered a particularly harsh December night during Christmas break, before he joined the service when he was home alone and had to let the dog out. Fool that he was, he wore no shoes. Greater fool, he'd allowed the door to the back yard to close…and unfortunately, it had a tendency to lock. Which it did. He tried fruitlessly for a while to break back in, but being without a cell phone, he knew he'd have to walk a good distance for help with the lock.

He slipped out the gate and started up to the road, to follow it  to his grandparents a few miles away. The county road wasn't the best kind for walking, particularly barefoot in the late fall, but his feet were soon too numb to feel the gravel and whatever else was lacerating the soles of his feet. After about an hour, he made it there, shivering, knocking frantically and waking his frail old grandparents up to rescue him from his own negligence. He'd regret that until the day he died. Not that they were angry about it. They shrugged it off. His grandma cleaned the blood and dirt from his feet and bandaged the shallowed abrasions. They didn't look too bad, considering the area they lived in and the trash that could have been waiting to carve him up. Then she set about cleaning up Sy's messy footprints from her normally immaculate floor. Grandpa looked all over for their spare keys to Sy's and his mom's house, and finally found them. He lent him a pair of shoes, drove him back home, and let him in the house. After that, Sy found himself eager to spend time outdoors during colder weather. As if determined to build up a tolerance to it in case he ever found himself in such a situation again.

Now, despite the time of year being only late August, it was unseasonably cool, especially at night, as if Christmas was right around the corner, and Sy was wishing more and more that he had someone to cuddle with during the nights he'd be doing cross country training here at the beautiful Shenandoah National Park. He had packed only the essentials for the expedition, a mess kit, bed roll, canteen, modest rations, first aid supplies, et cetera, plus a rope and a tarp for building a shelter. On his person, he had a compass, a topographical map of the park with checkpoints indicated, waterproof, strike-anywhere matches, a hunting knife, a tactical knife, an M17 pistol, and three .9mm clips. He was also given a flare gun to use in case he got stuck for any reason and needed extraction.

On his first night in the wilderness, he'd taken a lot of time falling asleep. Thinking.

He thought about his last week at home. He wondered how Mr. and Mrs. Stevens were doing with Aika. Shane had offered to watch her, and he considered it. He had appreciated her eagerness to help after her…less than enthusiastic response to hearing about this trip. But he decided since Aika had a close relationship already with Fred and Caroline, and she was still getting to know Shane, they'd better be the ones to take her. She understood, and had offered the second reason that since she worked so much, she wouldn't be able to give her the kind of attention she was used to. That had made a lot of sense. He felt like kind of a bad dog parent for not thinking of it, himself.

He thought about the week he'd been here already at the compound. His first day filling out paperwork, he was asked for an emergency contact. He was used to putting his mom…but she wasn't in the best of health, herself. He had nobody. Nobody but Shane. He put her down, instead of his mom. He thought about the seminars on company approved methods of subduing and detaining targets and combatants. He should have taught Shane some self-defense moves before he left. She could handle herself, and she'd proven so, but still. A refresher, or an advancement on one's skills was always a good idea. But he was sure she'd be fine. He thought about her the most in the torturous policy and procedure lecture. What he wouldn't'a given to have her here with him. She would have made everything fun. And she would have been a way better study partner than Keith. Keith, a Navy vet from Little Rock was a good guy…he just…didn't get Sy's jokes. He was a very literal kind of thinker, and it took extra effort for Sy to communicate with folks like that.

Shane, though…he and Shane wouldn't have gotten too much done, study-wise. They would have been…distracted.

As he hiked along the trails to his first checkpoint, he breathed in the clean, crisp air and stopped at the odd overlook here and there. The park was nestled on the outer edge of the Blue Ridge Mountains, and they were too gorgeous not to appreciate while he was here. He found himself…uniquely emotional. He didn't feel lonely often, but since he'd met Shane, he'd hardly gone two days without seeing her, even if it was for just an hour. She'd love all of this. She'd probably want a tent, and coffee in the mornings, so they wouldn't be able to travel quite as light, but they'd make it work. Maybe one day they'd take a trip like this. Just for fun. No checkpoints. No deadlines. No semi-automatic weapons…well, honestly, he'd probably still bring a gun, anyway. You never did know about people these days, he thought. Of course, that's probably what people think of me carrying a pistol, he also thought…anyway, he was almost to the checkpoint.

Said checkpoint was a big tent, like the ones they sold fireworks out of leading up to Fourth of July. Inside there was a single lane shooting range set up down one half of the tent. On the other half, there were stations set up with dismantled weapons that you had to assemble in a certain amount of time. Someone had beaten him to the range, so he started with the guns. No problems whatsoever. He was familiar more or less with all of the models, or some version of them. When the previous participant, a small blonde woman, had finished on the range, Sy stepped up to the counter.

The attendant reset the target for Sy so he could do a close range shot, then again for mid and long range ones. He shot well, although he still wasn't used to the lighter weight of the SIG Sauer M17s the armed forces switched to back in 2017. They'd offered him an M18 at the compound, but he favored the heaver pistol, instead. Maybe the M18 was more packable, but Sy just didn't feel right firing a weapon that felt like a feather in his hand. If it was up to him, he'd take a Colt Python .357 Magnum Revolver. That, however, was more than just a question of how the firearm felt in his hand. Being out in the wilderness like this made him think back to how it must have been before these lands became civilized and gentrified. Back to the days of the cowboy, Wyatt Earp and the OK Corral. Back when it was just the wild and free land he could pretend it was now. He thanked the attendant, who was writing his name on his targets to take back to the compound along with his graded weapon assembly timesheets, and then was back on his way.

There was an eerie beauty about this unsullied land, he thought, as the dusk fell the second night of the excursion and he began setting up his camp about halfway between the first and second checkpoints, by his estimation. With his fire built and his shelter up, Sy took out some of his rations, cured meat, hard cheese, and some walnuts, and had a light supper before cleaning his gun and turning in while the ground still held some heat from the waning sun, wishing again as the cold set in that his woman was there to warm him.

His sleep was fitful. And he awoke before dawn, from dreams he couldn't remember but which still left him feeling empty. They must have been about her. He was starting to feel regret. The last time he'd seen Shane, he'd said some things that he meant to be selfless. But he didn't mean them. He meant the parts about loving her, of course. But the last thing he wanted was to come home and find her moved on with someone else. He couldn't stand to think about it. As he walked into the next checkpoint area, the range was already set up for close range firing. He riddled the target with .9mm holes and could barely wait until the attendant got the fresh sheet set to mid range before he began firing.

"How about you let me fully clear the lane before you start on the long range target, okay, Syverson?"

"Sorry, man. I'm a little…on edge today. Won't happen again."

The short, sandy-haired buck trotted out to replace the riddled sheet with one more for the long range leg, pulled it down and lacked it in to long range position, then hoofed it back up to safety, sensing the captain's impatience. Sy shot cleanly, but with cold anger, as if the silhouette on the page out there was trying to take Shane away from him. He put two square in the chest, and two in the head without hesitating.

"Man, I've never seen a long range shoot like that! What's the deal, you pissed at an ex, or something?" Sy checked the man's lapel for a name tag.

"Not exactly, Mister…Daniels."

"Call me Jack." they shook hands, and Sy chuckled, questioning.

"I'm Sy. You're name is Jack…Daniels?"

"Yes sir. No relation to the Lynchburg Daniels, unfortunately. Momma wanted to name me after her granddad, and my old man, well, he had no problem with it given his affinity for the spirit."

"A wise man, your dad. Some of my best nights have included Tennessee Number 7." He didn't elaborate, but he was getting very specific flashbacks of drinking games in his kitchen with Shane. And he was gonna have to shake it off before the weapons assembly drill, or else he'd end up putting together an assault rifle backward.

He made it through without any trouble, thank the good Lord. But that didn't mean that his mind wasn't still reeling. He was thinking of Shane and the possibility that she was being courted by Chris Evans look-alikes and young Harrison Ford doppelgangers, and it was making him furious. He was pretty sure that she was about as interested in taking a break as he was, but he couldn't help himself from making the offer under the circumstances. He kicked himself as he made his camp for the evening, not very far away from the third checkpoint, but too far away to get there by dusk when the daily deadline was. He was a shoe in to get there first in the morning, though, if he was reading his map correctly, and he was damn good at maps, if he did say so, himself. And who would bitch at him for bragging out here, anyway. The odd cricket or squirrel? He didn't think so.

It was colder tonight, and he was thankful that he thought to boil some water for his canteen and put it at his feet. He curled his surly, burly body up under the layers of blanket and thermal sheeting. He was almost warm enough…but he still needed something.

His sleep was plagued by strange dreams that he unfortunately remembered tonight. The scene began with Shane in a bright pink dress and matching gloves, dripping with diamonds, like Marilyn Monroe in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes. She looked so glamourous and beautiful, but she was getting passed from man to man to the tune of Madonna's Material Girl, which was not the correct song, and he knew it in that moment, but couldn't correct anyone, because it was all playing out on the big screen TV in his basement. When he realized this he turned it off and noticed a familiar head of hair on his lap and stroked it, about to say "Hey, sunshine." until the figure sat up and looked at him, and it was Jordan, the PTA, batting his eyelashes at him, and asking, "You ready for bed, babe?"  The therapist leaned in for a kiss, but Sy leaned back, tumbled off the couch and landed on those crutches again, standing right in front of Shane in the lobby of the therapy clinic.

"Hey sunshine." he said warmly. She looked confused.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?"

"Well…I should hope so…it's me. Sy."

"Sorry, not ringing any bells. I'll look you us and see who you're with, though. Usually Heather tells the new patients which therapists they get their first day. What's your last name?"

He felt like he was getting kicked in the gut with a soccer cleat worn by the Incredible Hulk. He answered with defeat.

"Sy's a nickname. Last name Syverson, first name Logan."

"Oh, there you are. Looks like Cory gets to take care of you today. I'll let him know you're ready. As long as you're all done with the secretaries?"

Sy nodded and collapsed to the floor blacking out. When he woke up, his neighbor, Mr. Stevens was standing over him, insisting it was time for him to get ready. He kept handing him things to put on. Pants, a nice shirt, a vest, a light blue tie, a jacket, nice shoes. The whole enchilada. They got out of Fred's car at a little white chapel outside which, his neighbor pinned a small boutonniere of powder blue hydrangeas to his lapel and walked in with him.

"Come on, boy. She'll be here any minute."

Sy was nervous, but excited. He was obviously marrying Shane. But he couldn't remember proposing, or planning the wedding, or an engagement party, or bachelor party, or rehearsal dinner, nothing…but none of that mattered. He heard the first notes of "Here Comes the Bride" and everything faded away, anyway. He began to cry as she got closer. She was moving slowly, he presumed out of nerves. Or perhaps she'd chosen the wrong shoes. It didn't matter. They'd dance the night away barefoot, and make love until dawn. He wished her veil wasn't so thick. He couldn't even see her bouquet. Let alone her stunning face, no doubt smiling as she cried with him. When she stood in front of him, he broke protocol and removed the veil to find Aika in a white dress on her hind legs panting, tongue lolling happily to one side.

"You may now kiss the bride." said the wizened old minister, causing Aika to knock Sy to the ground licking his face until he blacked out again.

This time, he woke to the chirping birds of a mountain morning in Virginia. His campfire long snuffed, his canteen now chilled as his blood. Those dreams…those were traumatic. He didn't want Shane to see anyone else. The thought of seeing anyone else himself repulsed him. Thinking about what his life would have been like if they'd never gotten to work together made him physically ill, and he was terrified that if he didn't act on these feelings, he'd end up with no one but his dog. Why did it take a trip out of state and all these nights of solitude to figure this out? She was all that mattered. He could dig ditches, flip burgers, get a teaching certificate and coach, or teach gym. Whatever. He also liked history. He could think of something if the people at Secure Source couldn't keep him in consistent work. It would be fine. He understood his purpose now. And it wasn't just to do his duty to his country. He'd served proudly for years. He had a new purpose now. And it was her.

He packed up camp in what he was sure was record time and hauled ass to the last checkpoint where the brass should be waiting for finishers. He was the first one there this morning, but he wasn't sure if anyone had made it yesterday. He didn't try to make small talk with the attendant today. He was on a legit mission to get back to his locker at the compound, turn his phone on and call Shane. He fired four shots, but only made two holes on the long range target. One in the chest, one in the head. The attendant was impressed, giving the highest possible grade.

"Man, Syverson. I pray I never do anything to piss you off."

Sy nodded in acknowledgement and went on to the weapons drill booths. Today, there were distracting sound effects playing on a speaker in each booth, and each one was different. Sy ignored the cacophony, pretending it was white noise, and focused on the puzzles at hand, breezing through the new weapons in better time than ever.

As his cards were being scored and turned in for review to Jane Freitag, the administrator over acquisitions and training, he got himself a cup of coffee and a doughnut, and just observed her, tactically, and objectively. She was a redhead with sharp features, freckles, and light eyes. She was slender, but dressed simply, and modestly. The consummate professional. Sy had honestly barely registered her gender, and it wasn't because she wasn't beautiful. She was. Full red lips, lashes for days, and although her clothes didn't exactly accentuate her shape, he could tell he had a decent figure. He just wasn't interested. And would never be interested in anyone but Shane again. Miss Freitag startled him out of his thoughts.

"Mr. Syverson." She beckoned him to the entrance to the tent near her vehicle.

He picked up his gear and coffee and trotted over to her.

"Ma'am?"

"Jane, please."

"Sy, then, for me. What's next on the agenda?"

"Well, you're the first participant across the finish line. I'm very impressed. It seems as though you almost could have finished last night."

"Yes, ma'am, if I hadn't taken a little extra time for sightseeing, I might have made it here by dusk last night. I just haven't had the hustle I had today."

"Well, that's nothing to sneer at. Normally, the deprivation of food, regular water supply, and proper sleeping conditions make participants sloppy. The opposite seems to be true for you, as you've done better at each checkpoint than the one before. Now, let's get back to the compound and get you a proper meal, and a shower, and talk about what's next for you here at Secure Source."

"Yeah, about that. Before we go much further with this, I need to know one thing."

"What's that?"

"I need to know if you'll be able to find me work near enough to St. Robert and the base there so that I don't have to relocate and travel all the time.  I've got a life there, and…it's not something I can just pick up and move on a whim, and I don't want to be away for weeks and months at a time. I know I made this trip work, but I'm praying it didn't already ruin everything." He wasn't going to waste time mincing words. He needed to know right away or else this wouldn't work.

"Sy, with your talent…they're gonna want to put you on the high profile cases. Celebrity security. Concerts, movie premiers, things like that. You'll be wasted as a small town rent-a-cop." there was true concern in her face and her voice as she drove them out of the park and onto the main road to Secure Source's compound.

"If there's a need I can fill, how is that a waste? There's lots of talent in this program. Just 'cause I finished first don't mean I did it the best. And I'm sure most of these folks have the people skills to take them farther'n me. And if you wanna gimme first crack at those, I'll hear ya out. Just…let me reserve the right to turn down the out of town jobs. Especially if they're short notice. And if it takes me away from another security job, I want you to send me a replacement a few days in advance so I can meet 'em, train 'em, and introduce 'em around."

"Seems reasonable." Jane said.

"Well, alright, then. I think we got ourselves a deal. I'll shower up in the locker room real quick, then meet ya in the commissary for a sandwich so we can handle the particulars?"

"Sure, Sy." she agreed as they pulled into the parking structure.

They went their separate ways, Jane to her office, and Sy to the quartermaster to return his supplies and get the key to his locker. He practically danced there, he was so giddy to get to call Shane. He did need a quick shower first, though. Which he took, grabbing some shampoo and soap out of his travel bag. When he got back to his locker, towel around his waist, he replaced the products and grabbed his phone. He sat on the bench between the rows of lockers as it booted up.

When it did, it began alerting him as if it's life depended on it. Three text messages, three voicemails, … and twenty four missed calls. That was odd. Maybe a telemarketer had gotten his number.

He checked the texts first. One was a picture of Aika from Fred, his neighbor, the other two were from Shane…two days ago. The day he went into the park.

Hey, hope you have a great first day of Survivor: Virginia! Lol! Be safe! I love you!

OMG, nutty day today! I'm gonna be doing notes for hours! I'll text you in the morning! <3

And then nothing…he chuckled at Survivor: Virginia, but was a bit concerned. Maybe she'd decided not to waste time texting him if he wasn't going to respond? He didn't know. Maybe some of the calls or voicemails were from her. He'd check before calling.

One from his mom, one from the Stephen's house phone, and the rest were from Fort Wood Therapy. That was weird. He was discharged and didn't have any appointments…surely he wasn't missing any…Shane would have said something. He listened to the voicemails. The first one was from Heather.

"Hey, Sy, it's Heather, Shane's friend here at therapy. Hey, give me a call when you get this. Thanks."

Weird…the next one was from Susan, Shane's boss. In the same tone.

"Captain Syverson, it's Susan DeForrest here at Fort Wood Therapy Clinic. Please give us a call when you get this. Thank you."

Again, weird. The last one was Susan again and far less friendly and measured.

"Mr. Syverson. I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but you need to bring Shane back to work and stop screwing around. One or both of you is in serious trouble. Either you're being hot-lined for abduction or she's fired for not showing up for work. The choice will be hers." and the line went dead.

Sy felt his stomach twist into nauseated knots at Susan's words. Shane hadn't been to work. For how long? He had to call them. He didn't want to think about the horror that might have befallen Shane while he'd been away.

"Fort Wood Therapy Clinic, this is Heather, how may I help you?" Heather said, trying to hide the obvious worry beneath the cordial demeanor.

"Heather, it's Sy, what the hell's going on with Shane? What do you mean, she hasn't been to work, I don't…"

"Let me give you to Susan, Sy. I'm sorry." She added the last two words in a whisper. After a brief moment on hold, Susan picked up.

"So, Mr. Syverson. Finally decided to call us back?"

"Cut it out, Susan." He let her blatant ignorance of his rank slide in favor of getting to the point. "Tell me what's going on."

"Shane left work Monday and hasn't been back since. No one has seen her. Apart from you, I presume. I knew letting her date a patient would come back to bite me. I should never have--"

"Shut up! This isn't about you, and it isn't because of you. And you had no right to tell Shane who she could and couldn't date, anyway. I haven't seen her in about a week and a half. I'm training out of state for a job. I've been away from my phone since Monday, and I just got back to it now."

"She isn't…with you? I assumed…"

"Well, you know what they say, Susan. I'm coming back early if I can manage it. See if I can do something to help find her. Thanks for calling me. I know your intentions weren't the best when you did, but ultimately, it worked out. I may not have found out otherwise, at least until… much later."

He hung up before she could respond. He had to talk to Jane about cutting his training short. This was all his fault. If he had just come to the realization of just how important, how vital Shane really was to him before he left…well he never would have gone in the first place. She was his life now. His world. His future, and his whole heart. Tears stung his eyes as he dressed to meet Jane in the commissary. She'd have to be okay with this. She'd have to understand.

As he got closer to the smell of fry oil, seasonings, and sizzling meat on a griddle, aromas that usually made his stomach grumble with hunger, he had to swallow back the bile that crept up his throat. He found her seated at a small round four-top, already eating a salad. He sat across from her, startling her from whatever she was reading on her phone, and again when she looked at his expression and complexion.

"Sy, what's wrong? You look downright green!"

"Listen, Jane, I'm going to have to leave training early." She scowled at him, but he was more concerned with the putrid smells of boiled egg and onion coming off her chef salad. He had to get this over with quick before he wretched in the middle of the mess hall.

"That's a big ask, Sy. Gonna have to have a reason."

"I just got a call that my girlfriend is missing. I need to go home and help find her."

"Oh…yeah, that's…that's some reason. I'm really sorry to hear that. Any leads so far?"

"No, I just got off the phone with her useless boss and all she told me was that she hasn't been to work since Monday and can't be reached on her phone. I have my suspicions, but I wanna talk to the authorities."

"Okay, well. Maybe when things calm down at home, we can set you up with some online courses like we do for our assets who need refreshers, but are on assignment. I'll approve that for you."

"Thanks," he said, gratefully, "I'm also wondering if the company has any…transportation solutions for me…of an immediate nature?"

"Man, what were your letters to Santa like as a child?"

"Oh, you know, a little red wagon, end of poverty, world peace…that kind of stuff." he grinned his most charming grin.

"Why am I not surprised? Okay, but you have to return the favor somehow, Sy."

"How about, one assignments of your choosing, no questions asked?"

"Hmmm, what about five assignments?"

"Three?" he countered.

"Done." they shook hands across the table. "I would have settled at two." she smirked.

"I would have done ten." he winked at her as he turned to retrieve his belongings from his bunk and locker. He had a plane…or perhaps a chopper to catch.

Up Next: Chapter 14: No Call No Show

[scottdixon]

just get on with your life. let it go.

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“We left the vault to see what had happened to our guards. They were, unsurprisingly, dead. There was a lot of blood. Michella and Caroline retrieved their firearms. They each took a machine gun and handed me a 9 mm. We couldn’t see any sign of the attacker at first, but after a few minutes we heard singing from around a corner. It was eerily calm. A kindred stepped into view then. I’d never seen one in person before, but I was 90% sure he hailed from Clan Tzimisce (which would explain how my body double was made). His appearance was actually inhuman. Not in the Nosferatu way, of course. He had yellow eyes, ridges on his forehead, and unnatural blue-gray skin. But despite all that his face still held all the attractiveness it had in life, and it was a face that I recognized. He stopped singing, looked straight at me (or my double, or both), and spoke.” (X)

What happens when you break up with abusive partners? They end up stalking you and getting embraced themselves, apparently. Poor Scott just can’t catch a break. I’ve been wanting to draw this scene for a while. Roleplaying it out was a challenge, and while I would do I few things differently looking back, it was some of the most fun I’ve ever had with a PC.

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When actor Ronn Moss first began to be an entertainer from California.

When actor Ronn Moss first began to be an entertainer from California He started in a variety of bands and closed the famous "Player" group, this group had had such seizures as "Baby Come Back". Ronn also followed an active career while continuing to continue her musical activities. He even took some lessons to act. In the 1980s he landed some roles in a variety of films, including "Last Call for Murder", Predictor 2, Hearts of Armor, Ticket Hot to Hawaii and others. There were also some TV advertisements. Then in 1987, Actor Ronn Moss released the role he still portrayed today, Ridge Forrester on "Bold and the Beautiful", which is a drama during the day. Here, this drama started on TV at that time. It has become popular at once and continues until today. Actor Ronn Moss is an integral part of doing this as a show. With a good look and incredible charisma that shows in his character Ridge Forrester, who is the son of Eric Forrester's mogul fashion. Many fans have tuned to watch what's going to happen next in his life of love. Speaking about the life of love, his character has been married several times and Ronn Moss is well-played, with whatever female actress he has had the pleasure of interacting with. Ridge Brooke Logan, a daughter in a poor valley. He then split the split and married Caroline Spencer, one of the legacy to his father William Spencer. Caroline died deadly with leukemia, leaving Ridge boring. Brooke went on to marry Eric Forrester, father of Ridge. Ridge went on to marry Dr. Taylor Hayes, a successful psychiatrist, in 1992. Taylor is shooting to defend Brooke in 2002. She seems to survive just to die while Ridge catches her. Brooke is there to help Ridge through her grief and, ultimately, divorces Eric and Crib quarries. Then, in a surprising twist in 2005, Taylor is revealed to be really alive. She was kidnapped by a Prince named Omar who was nursed back to health. Roke's wedding to Brooke was not lawful. It was taken between the two. It reinforces its intentions to Taylor but the marriage does not last. Taylor destroyed by choosing Brooke again! Brooke and Ridge have been on again yet but they are together now. With romantic stories above it is easy to see why actor Ronn Moss has become a favorite of women everywhere. The current producer, Bradley Bell, talks about the day that Ronn Moss came to the studio to an audition about the part of Ridge Forrester, the eldest son of Forresters. Bill Bradley said, "We were casting Ridge and Ronn Moss coming in. There was something about it. My dad calls it a 'x' factor. It's a mystery. We looked at many great actors, but Ronn had something you could not 'It's not hard to find, and it's very valuable, especially in the way my dad tells a story. "Hope Smith also attended during casting calls and said, "Ronn had a Peck's boy's quality for him and a great sense of humor. He also looked devastating." "We know that Ronn was our Ridge," said Bill Bradley. Now that was 23 years ago and guessing what, Ronn Moss's actor still plays Ridge's role.

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When Ron Moss acted for the first time, he was from California.

When Ron Moss acted for the first time, he was from California He started in a number of groups and turned into a famous band called "The Artist", with such a hit in the band "Baby Come Back". Ronn also pursued an acting career while continuing his music career. He even did some things. In the 1980s, he played a number of roles in various roles, including "The Last Bell Murder", "Pagan 2", "Hearts of Zirus", "Hawaii" and others. There were also TV commercials. Then, in 1987, Ronn Moss landed on the role that Rif Foster has described today as a "Bold and Beautiful" calendar drama. This day drama just started on the TV. It became known immediately and remained until today. Actor Ronne Moss makes an inseparable part of this show. An amazingly good look and charisma that shows her character Ridge Forrester, the son of the fashionable Eric Forrester. Many fans are tense to see what will happen in the next life of love. Talking about the life of his love, his character has been married a couple of times, and Ron Mous has played well because the female actresses have enjoyed interacting with her. Ridge married Brooke Logan's poor valley girl. Then split and Caroline Spencer got married to his father's successor (William Spencer S.). Caroline died of a catastrophically dead leukemia, crashing Ridge. Brooke married Eric Forrester, Riddi's father. Ridge later married Dr. Taylor Hayes, a successful psychiatrist in 1992. Taylor shot Bruk in 2002. At first he seemed to survive only after his death when Rid was driving him. Brooke is helping Ripie find her grief and finally divorce Eric and Rijie. Then, in 2005, Surprisingly, Taylor was alive. He was abducted by a prince named Omar, who recovered his health. Ridge's marriage to Brooke was no longer legal. He lay down between the two. He refreshes his promises by Taylor, but marriage does not last. He destroyed Taylor again by choosing Brook. Brooke and Ridge are back again, but now they are together. At the top of romantic stories, it's easy to see why the most popular women's favorite Ronn Moss actor is. Executive Producer Bradley Bell tells Ronn Moss for the first time in the studio to listen to Forresters' Forcester, the forefather of the sons of Forresters. Bill Bradley announced that "we will present Rijy and Ron has come to Moss, there is something about him, my father is a" x "factor, it's a mystery, we've looked at some wonderful actors, but Ron It's pretty clear, and it's hard to find and it's really valuable, especially when my dad tells a story. " Also, Hume Smith was present at assimilation ceremonies and said: "Ronn had a bad feeling about Peck's bad boy and his sense of humor. He also looks terrible. " "We knew Ron was our source," said Brad Bradley. Now, 23 years ago, he still guessed what Roon Moss actor Rif's.

[deviseyourintrospection-blog1]

When Ronn Moss started, he started to be an artist from California.

When Ronn Moss started, he started to be an artist from California He started in a number of groups and ended up with the famous "Player" group, this group had hits such as "Baby Come Back". Ronn also pursued a career while acting as he continued his musical activities. He even got some lectures of action. In the 1980s, he dropped several roles in various films including "The Last Call for Murder", Predator 2, Armor Hearts, Hot Ticket in Hawaii and some others. There were also some TV commercials. Then in 1987, actor Ronn Moss lowered the role he is still portraying to date, Ridge Forrester at "Bold and the Beautiful," which is a daily drama. This day drama was just starting on television then. He became popular right away and remains so until today. Actor Ronn Moss has an integral part in making this show a hit. With wonderful looks and charisma showing in his character Ridge Forrester, who is the son of fashion magnate Eric Forrester. Many fans have come to the eye to see what will happen next in his life of love. Speaking of the life of love, his character has been married several times and Ronn Moss has played well with any female actor he has had the pleasure of interacting with. Ridge married Brooke Logan, a poor girl of the valley. Then she divorced and married Caroline Spencer one of her father's heirs (William Spencer Sr.). Caroline died tragically from leukemia, leaving the Ridge destroyed. Brooke continued to marry Eric Forrester, the father of Ridge. Ridge then went on to marry Dr. Taylor Hayes, a successful psychiatrist, in 1992. Taylor gets the bullet that protects Brooke in 2002. She initially seems to survive just to die while Ridge keeps her. Brooke is there to help Ridge through his grief and she eventually divorces Eric and remakes the Ridge. Then in a sudden turn in 2005 it was discovered that Taylor is actually alive. She was kidnapped by a prince named Omar, who had fed him with health. Getting Ridge with Brooke was not legal. He was ripped between the two. He renews his commitments to Taylor, but marriage does not last. He broke Taylor by choosing Brooke again! Brooke and the Ridge have been back out again, but they're together right now. With romantic stories on it, it's easy to see why Ronn Moss's actor has become the favorite of women everywhere. Bradley Bell, the executive producer now, tells of the day Ronn Moss first came to the studio to test for the Ridge Forrester, the largest of Forresters' boys. Bill Bradley stated: "We were throwing Ridge and Ronn Moss came in. There's something about it, my father calls that factor x. It's a mystery, we looked at some great actors but Ronn had something you could not 'It's very hard to find and is really worth it, especially in the way my dad tells a story.' Also Hope Smith was present during the cast calls and said: "Ron had a bad quality of Peck about him and a great sense of humor. He was also very entertaining." "We knew Ron was our Ridge," Bill Bradley said. Now that was 23 years ago now and guess what, actor Ronn Moss is playing the role of Ridge yet.

[callofdutydaily-blog1]

When Ronn Moss began an actor, he was a California entertainer.

When Ronn Moss began an actor, he was a California entertainer He started in a number of bands and ended up with the famous "Player" band, this group having such hits as "Baby Come Back". Ronn also continued his acting career and continued his musical projects. He even did several acting lessons. In the 1980s he landed several roles in various films, including "Last Call for Murder," "Predator 2," "Hearts of Armor", "Hot Ticket" in Hawaii, and more. There were also TV ads. Then in 1987, Ronn Moss performed the role he still portrays, Ridge Forrester on "Bold and The Beautiful", a daily drama. This daytime track is just starting out on TV. It has become popular right now and remains so today. Actor Ronn Moss has an integral part in making this show a hit. With an amazingly beautiful look and charisma that shows in her character Ridge Forrester, who is the son of fashion mogul Eric Forrester. Many fans were found to watch what happens in his beloved life. When we talk about love life, his character married several times, and Ronn Moss played well, with any female actress with whom he had the pleasure of communicating. Ridge married Brooke Logan, a poor girl in the valley. He then divorced and married Caroline Spencer of one of her father's heirs (William Spencer Sr.). Caroline died tragically for leukemia, so Ridge devastated. Brooke continued marrying Eric Forrester, Ridge's father. Ridge then continued in 1992 to marry Dr. Taylor Hayes, a successful psychiatrist. Taylor gets shot dead Brooke in 2002. She seems to have survived just to die while Ridge holds her. Brooke is there to help Ridge through her grief, and she finally divorces her with Eric and rises again. Then, in a surprising twist in 2005, Taylor was found to be alive. She was kidnapped by a prince named Omar who had her cared for her. Ridge's marriage to Brook was not legal then. He became between the two. He renewed his promises to Taylor, but marriage does not last. He destroyed Taylor by choosing Brooke again. Brooke and Ridge are back again, but now they're together. With romantic stories, it's easy to understand why the Ronn Moss actor has become a popular woman everywhere. Bradley Bell, now executive producer, tells Ronn Moss first to go to audition for Ridge Forrester, the eldest son of Forresters. Bill Bradley said, "We played Ridge and Ronn Moss came in. There was something about him, my dad says" x "factor, it's a secret, we looked at some great actors, but Ronn had something, It's something is hard to find and is really valuable, especially in the way my father tells the story. "Also, Hope Smith was present during the call and said:" Ronn had a bad guy on Peck and a great sense of humor about him, and it was also a devastating idea. " "We knew Ronn was our crest," said Bill Bradley. Now it was 23 years ago and guess what, Ronn Moss actor still plays Ridge.

[passionfruitsonvenus-blog]

When Ronn Moss was the first designer, he began to become a California hunter.

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[starlightrph-blog]

When Ronn Moss actor started for the first time, he was an entertainer from California.

When Ronn Moss actor started for the first time, he was an entertainer from California He started in a variety of tapes and wound up with the well-known group "Player". This group had such hits as "Baby Come Back". Ronn also pursued an acting career while continuing his musical pursuit. He even took a few plays. In the 1980s, he landed several roles in several movies, including Last Call for Murder, Predator 2, Hearts of Armor, Hot Ticket to Hawaii and others. There were also TV ads. Then in 1987 Ronn Moss actor played the role he still depicted, Ridge Forrester on "Bold and the Beautiful", which is a drama. This drama in the day started only on television. It immediately became popular and remains to this day. Actor Ronn Moss has an integral part of the performance of this show. With great good looks and charisma depicted in his character, Ridge Forrester, who is the son of the fashion legend Eric Forrester. Many fans agreed to see what's next in his love life. About the love of life, his character has been married several times and Ronn Moss played it well, with which female actresses he also had the pleasure of working with each other. Ridge married Brooke Logan, a poor valley. Then the shave and he married Caroline Spencer one of her father's heirs (William Spencer Sr.). Caroline is tragically killed in leukemia, and the Ridge is ravaged. Brooke is getting married to Eric Forrester, Ridge's father. Ridge went on to work with Dr. To marry Taylor Hayes, a successful psychiatrist. Taylor is sheltered against Brooke in 2002. She seems to survive to die while Ridge loves her. Brooke is there to help Ridge through his sadness, and eventually she divorces Eric and breaks Rand. Then in a surprise turn in 2005, it is revealed that Taylor actually lives. She was abducted by a prince called Omar who returned her to health. Ridge's marriage to Brooke was not legal at that time. He tore between the two. He renews his vows to Taylor, but the marriage does not last. He destroyed Taylor by choosing Brooke again! Brooke and Ridge are off, but are close together. With romantic story lines above, it's easy to see why Ronn Moss actor has become a favorite of women everywhere. Bradley Bell, the executive producer, now tells us that Ronn Moss came for the first time in the studio for audition for the part of Ridge Forrester, the oldest of the Forresters sons. Bill Bradley said: "We dropped Ridge and Ronn Moss came in. There was something about him. My dad called it the x factor. It's a mystery. We've watched several wonderful actors, but Ronn has something you could not find. It's hard to find and is very valuable especially as my dad tells a story. "Hope Smith was present during the calls and said," Ronn has a Peck's bad boy "quality about him and a good sense of humor. He was also devastatingly beautiful." "We knew Ronn was our Ridge," said Bill Bradley. Now it was 23 years ago and guess what Ronn Moss actor still plays the role of Ridge.

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Ronn Moss was an actress in California when the actor first started.

Ronn Moss was an actress in California when the actor first started He started working in various groups and met with the famous band "The Actor", who had hits like "Bebek Come Back". Ronn also continued his acting career while continuing his musical studies. He even took some acting lessons. In the 1980s he starred in various films including "The Last Call of Homicide," Predator 2, Heart Armor, Hot Ticket to Hawaii, and others. There were also some TV commercials. Then in 1987 Ronn Moss acted as the actor of the day, the "Thick and Beautiful" Ridge Forrester. This day theater then started on television. It immediately became popular and continues to this day. Actor Ronn Moss is an integral part of influencing this show. With the fabulous good looks and charisma that the fashion ambassador Eric Forrester's son Ridge Forrester has in character. Many fans have set to watch what happens next in love life. The character was married several times in reference to love life, and Ronn Moss played one of the female actresses who did not like to interact. Ridge married Brooke Logan, a poor valley girl. Then she split up and married Caroline Spencer to one of her father's heirs (William Spencer Sr.). Caroline was tragically murdered by the lord, and the ridge was devastated. Brooke Ridge's father married Eric Forrester. Ridge, a successful psychiatrist, He married Taylor Hayes in 1992. Taylor was shot in 2002 to protect Brooke. At first, Ridge seems to be alive to die while holding her. Brooke is sadly out there to help Ridge and eventually divorces Eric and remarries Ridge at home. Then in 2005, with a surprising twist, it turns out that Taylor is actually alive. He was kidnapped by a Prince named Omar, who had a nurse in his health. Ridge's marriage to Brooke was not legal anymore. Torn between the two. Yeminini is being replaced by Taylor, but the marriage is not final. Once more, he chose Brooke and devastated Taylor! Brooke and Ridge were still closed but now together. It is easier to see why Ronn Moss's actor has become a favorite of women everywhere with romantic folktales. Now executive producer Bradley Bell tells the story of the day when Ronn Moss first came to the studio to pick Ridge Forrester, the eldest son of Forrester's sons. Bill Bradley said, "We believed Ridge and Ronn Moss came in. There was something about him, my dad called him the" x "factor, a mystery ... We looked at a few great players, but Ronn had something he could not do: is something that is hard to find, and it is really valuable, especially as my father tells a story. " In addition, Hope Smith was present during the summons and said, "Ronn had a 'bad boy' quality and a great sense of humor about himself, and he looked destructive." Said. "We knew Ronn was Ridge," said Bill Bradley. Now it was 23 years ago and guess Ronn Moss continues to play the actor Ridge.