Tuesday, March 31, 2015

#106: Lana's First Day as a Detective

Lana was beyond excited to start her first day at work.

She had gotten up at 5 a.m., told Declan he had to fend for himself for the rest of the day, ironed her new uniform, and had been walking the neighborhood of the new police station for the last hour.

"Hi, ma'am, I'm Lana Moriarty," she told the woman at the reception desk.  "And I'm here for my first day of work."

The woman didn't even look up.  "Go find a computer, and get a case assignment," she said.

Apparently left to her own devices, Lana headed toward the only door she saw.

She entered the first room she found,

and saw a cop working at a computer.

"Hi," she said hesitantly.  "Could I please use your computer for a minute, just to get my first case assignment?"

 "Sure thing, honeybuns," he said, turning around and smiling.

 'I sure hope every guy here isn't like Rafael,' Lana hoped silently.


Having gotten her first case assignment, Lana went to the Crime Map to get directions to the crime scene.


"Holy crap," Lana said out loud, as she approached the mansion that was her first crime scene.

She had been told to take pictures of things, and take samples of things, so that's what she did.

Lana then had to question a witness,

and return to the police station.

Lana had hours of work ahead of her, analyzing samples she'd taken at the crime scene,

and entering the results into evidence.

 She was then assigned the scary task of searching, fingerprinting, and taking mugshots of several prisoners.


Lana was absolutely exhausted when she finished her first day of work and went back to Rafael's to house-sit.  She was glad Declan wasn't there.

She took a quick swim in the pool,

then fell asleep on the sofa.


"Lana, wake up!" Zoe pleaded.  "Rafael just called me from the airport, and he's going to be home any minute, and he wants us all to go out for dinner."

#105: Baby Talk

Regina walked across the street from her house.

Kelly had invited her over for breakfast, and to see the nursery that Kelly was decorating.

'There's still no siding on the second floor of this house,' Regina said to herself (an observation that Bill had made repeatedly).

In Bill's view--and he was very handy--the exterior of a house should be secured before any "frou-frou" interior decorating should be done.

Kelly was delighted to be pregnant, and was very much looking forward to having her girlfriend over for breakfast.

 Regina let herself in through the side door.

"Hi, sweetie!" Kelly cried.  "Your timing is perfect!"

"Smells GREAT!" Regina enthused.  "I know some women are put off by food when they're pregnant, but not THIS girl!"

"Me either!" Kelly assured her.  "Let's eat!"

The two sat down.  "I really admire how glamorous you manage to look while pregnant," Regina complimented Kelly.  "It's all I can do these days to get out of bed and put on Alice's used maternity clothes.  And I've been wearing thick socks and hiking boots for days!"

"Well, you're MUCH further along than I am, sweetie," Kelly said, digging into her food.  "I seriously doubt I'll be feeling 'glamorous' a few days from now."

"I have to say," Regina replied, "that I don't think any of us have known anyone LESS prepared for childbirth than Alice.  Yet she came through it really well."

"Yes, she did a good job," Kelly agreed.  "And her son is adorable."

"And I think she and Dude are doing okay," Regina added.

"Really?" Kelly asked.  "Is she giving him a chance?"

"Well, speaking as someone who lives with her every day, I think she's more in love with Dude than she thinks she is," Regina said.


After finishing eating, the two women went upstairs to see the nursery that Kelly had started decorating.

"Uhhhh, I'm guessing you and Derek are having a girl???" Regina said.

"Oh, yes!" Kelly admitted.  "Derek always wants to be in control of everything, so as soon as we could, we had the gender of the baby determined."

"You're SO organized," Regina said.  "I'm weeks ahead of you, and I've done NOTHING about a nursery!"

The two went back downstairs, and Kelly made them some tea.

"Is there ANYTHING better than being pregnant and having a good husband?" Regina laughed.  "Because they'll do whatever we want."

"I know, right?" Kelly responded.  "Life just could not be more perfect."


No, Kelly, life could possibly be better.  But it could also be much worse.  Which you will soon discover.