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The New Jersey Connection	By : Brassfan24 Category: CSI > General Views: 1657 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 12
/Newark, New Jersey/
Nicole wrapped herself up in the blanket as she sat back down in the chair. Paulie was still asleep. She looked at the clock and it was quarter past midnight. She sighed as she got comfortable. It had been one hell of a night, and a stressful one as well. She wondered how Christopher and Sil were making out finding the people, that they were after.
At this point in time things just started to hit her. She had no where to go. Sure she could go back to the house, but problem with that was that it was Ralphie's house. And she really didn't want to stay there due to the fact that she and Ralphie were no longer together and she confessed to him about being in love with Paulie.
Soon the day's events started to take a toll on her and she fell into a restless sleep in the chair.
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Christopher and Sil were running up to the airport when Christopher noticed something. "Yo, Sil!"
"What? We fucking gotta get in there." Sil said turning back around.
"Look. I recognize that truck that's being towed."
"Who's is it?" Sil asked.
"That fucking bitch owns it. That means they're here." Christopher replied as he ran toward the doors.
Sil followed and they stopped a few feet into the airport. The place was as packed full of people. "This is like grand fucking central." Christopher commented as they looked around.
"Well let's start looking." Sil replied.
Christopher looked at him. "Where? There has to be over fucking three thousand people here!"
"Quit fucking whining like a little bitch and get moving." Sil said making his way through the crowd.
Christopher followed Sil into the crowd and started looking for familiar faces. After ten minutes, Christopher found Sil. "I can't fucking see them anywhere."
"If that was their truck than they have to be here. Let's go fucking talk to the ticket counter," Sil said as he started to make his way towards the ticket counter.
Once there the lady looked at him. "May I help you?"
"Yes, I need to know if anyone under the name Brass booked a flight here tonight." Sil asked.
The lady shook her head, "I'm sorry I can't release that information."
"We need to know. They're a couple friends of ours." Christopher lied, trying to keep his cool.
She hook her head again. "I'm sorry gentlemen. I can't release that information."
Sil pulled Christopher away. "Okay, so that was a dead fucking end. We have to keep looking for them."
"Fuck that shit. It's like looking for a needle in a hay stack." Christopher almost yelled.
Sil shook his head. "What good is it going to do if we talk to her again? We have to fucking keep looking."
"You know what. Nicole could have gotten that fucking information out of that bitch behind that fucking counter."
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On the plane, everyone was asleep, with the exception of Jim and Catherine. "Hey, take a look at them." Jim said pointing. Andrea was asleep with her head on Nick's shoulder and he was holding her hand.
"Everyone needs someone. Especially after all that we've been through." Catherine said and took Jim's hand.
"I'm sorry you got dragged into all of this, Cath."
"I didn't get dragged into anything, Jim. We went to Newark to solve a homicide and things got out of hand. But what's happened between us this last couple of weeks, I wouldn't trade for anything."
Jim looked at Catherine, then leaned in to kiss her. When they parted he looked into her eyes. "I love you, Catherine."
"I love you, too, Jim." she said and kissed him again as the flight attendant's voice came over the speaker.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we'll be making our decent into St. Louis in approximately 10 minutes. I advise you to put your trays in an upright position and fasten your seatbelts."
Jim and Catherine fastened their seatbelts as Grissom was opening his eyes. "How's the shoulder, Gil?" Jim asked.
"Stiff and sore. At least Andrea gave me some pain medication." Grissom replied.
"Well, don't worry, Gil, another few hours and we'll be home." Catherine stated.
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Christopher and Sil had been searching the airport for three hours at this point. "Let's face it, they're not fucking here." Christopher said.
"Maybe they were never here." Sil replied.
"No way, man, that was her truck getting towed."
"How do you know that for sure? It's not like it's the only fucking Tahoe in the city." Sil stated.
Christopher sighed. "What the fuck do we do now?"
"Let's get back to the Bing and see what T. says."
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Jim, Catherine, Nick, Grissom, Andrea and Peter were in St. Louis waiting for their connecting flight to Vegas. "How long do we have to wait?" Andrea asked.
Jim looked at his watch. "Should be anytime now."
"Well, at least we can relax." Catherine said.
"Yeah, I don't think we have to worry about them looking for us here." Nick added.
Just then there was an announcement over the PA. "Flight 79 to Las Vegas is now boarding through gate 4. Flight 79 to Las Vegas is now boarding through gate 4."
"Finally." Peter said and stood up.
"Yeah, in a few hours this whole mess will be behind us." Nick stated as they made their way to gate 4.
"I hope." Catherine said worried.
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Sil and Christopher walked into the Bing and found Tony and Ralphie in the back room. "Well?" Tony asked.
"We don't know for sure if they were ever at the airport, Tony." Sil said.
"Yeah, but a truck was being towed that looked an awful lot like that bitch's." Christopher added.
Tony looked at them. "Okay, here's what we're gonna do. I'll go back to the hospital, you two check out Pete's house. If they're still in town we'll find them."
"And if they're not?" Christopher asked.
"Then it looks like it's over." Tony said and left the backroom of the Bing.
"That's it? You're just gonna give up?" Ralphie asked.
"Yeah. If they're gone then it's dropped." Tony replied.
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Sil and Christopher pulled up to Peter's house. "Think they're here?" Christopher asked.
Sil looked at the house. "It's dark. If they're here than they're fucking sleeping."
"Why don't we take a look?" Christopher said as he got out of the truck. Both gentlemen walked up the walkway to the house.
Standing on the front porch Sil looked at Christopher. "Be my guest."
Christopher looked around and put his hand on the door knob. "Well what'da'ya know. It's unlocked."
Sil and Christopher entered the house. Both gentlemen heard a noise in the back of the house. Christopher looked at Sil and placed his index finger over his lips. "I just heard something."
Both men pulled their guns and crept towards the back of the house.
As they started down the hallway they heard the noise again. Almost like a thumping noise. Sil stopped Christopher and pointed at one of the doors. "In there." He said in a whisper.
Christopher stood in front of Sil. "On three."
"One."
"Two."
"Three." Both gentlemen said, than Christopher kicked the door in not bothering to open it by hand.
When Christopher kicked the door in a cat ran out. "Son of a bitch!" he yelled.
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Tony walked into the hospital and kept an eye out for any sign of the six people who had made his life hell over the past two weeks. He made his way to Paulie's room and found Nicole sitting in a chair by the bed.
She looked up when she noticed motion in the doorway. "How's he doing?" Tony asked as he walked into the room.
"Still sleeping. Any luck finding those fuckers?"
Tony shook his head. "Sil and Christopher couldn't find them at the airport. They're gone to Pete's now."
"I have a feeling they left town, T."
"Yeah, I'm getting that feeling too." Tony said and sat down in the other chair beside Nicole. "How you feeling?"
"I've been better. Listen, I never thanked you for taking Ralphie out."
"Hey, that cocksucker had it coming."
"Anyway, I appreciate it."
"Your welcome." Tony said as he noticed movement coming from Paulie. Tony stood up and walked over to the bed. "How you feeling?"
"I'm gonna live, Ton. Any word on those cocksuckers?" Paulie asked.
"No, we haven't found them yet. But don't worry, Christopher and Sil are on it."
"Ah, they're no fucking good. They couldn't find a hole in a donut." Paulie said waving his hand in the air.
Nicole burst out in laughter, she went to say something and she started to laugh harder.
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Christopher and Sil were just coming out of Peter's house. "Those fuckers are long gone, Sil. I knew it was her truck getting towed."
"Hey, just because they're not here doesn't mean they left the city." Sil replied as they got back into the truck.
"Sil, open your fucking eyes. We lost them, they're gone for good." Christopher said starting the engine.
"Let's go back to the Bing and wait for Tony. Then we'll find out what our next move is."
Christopher pulled the truck away from the curb and drove back to Bada Bing.
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Tony looked at Nicole. "You coming back to the Bing with me? To see what Christopher and Sil found out?" He asked standing up.
Nicole looked at Paulie than Tony. "Ton' I think I might stay here a little longer..."
Paulie shook his head. "Kid, go back with T."
Tony stood at the door at this point. "You comin'?"
Nicole and Paulie exchanged looks. She sighed with a half smile. "Yeah, I'm comin'. I'm comin'."
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Christopher sat down on the couch while Sil grabbed a few drinks. "What the hell is taking T. so goddamn fucking long?" Christopher whined.
Sil looked at him while he handed him a drink. "Quit your fucking bitchy whining, Chrissy."
A half hour later, Tony and Nicole made their way into the Bing. "Okay, what's going on?" Tony asked.
"Pete's place was empty, T." Christopher said.
"Doesn't surprise me." Nicole said sitting down on the couch. "They're fucking gone."
"Okay, so what's the plan on finding them?" Sil asked.
"There isn't one. If they're no longer in Jersey, they're no longer our problem." Tony said.
Nicole looked at Tony. "Ton', these fucking cocksuckers tried to kill me and Paulie. How can we just let them go?"
"Because I fucking said so. I'm the head of this family and if I say drop it, you drop it. Got it?" Tony yelled.
"Yeah, Tony, I got it."
Christopher looked at Nicole. He knew what she meant, and he knew that she was going to follow his orders as well. But he also understood her want to get these guys. "So than what are we going to do now T.?"
"We're gonna move on and deal with the rest of our business that we've been neglecting. Capiche?"
"No problem, T." Christopher said and took a drink of his beer.
Nicole stood up. "Unless you have something I need to take care of Tony, I would like to go home, have a shower, something to eat and get some sleep."
"Go. I'll see you in the morning." Tony said and watched Nicole leave. "There's not a whole lot we can do tonight, so I'll meet you both back here in the morning."
"Yeah, we'll be here, Tony." Christopher said.
Tony left the club and Christopher looked at Sil. "You think he's serious about letting this thing go?"
"I don't know. But until he says otherwise, we gotta follow orders." Sil said and walked out to the front of the club.
Christopher sighed and then downed the rest of his beer. "Yeah, I'll follow them. Doesn't mean I gotta like them." he said to himself.
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Nicole found herself walking around aimlessly. She didn't really want to go home, considering the home she did have was the one with Ralphie. But she needed a shower and a change of clothes. She knew she had to get the money she had and the clothes and get herself an apartment. Which is what she was going to do tomorrow.
She got to the house and was glad when she saw that Ralphie wasn't home. After she had a shower and a change of clothes, she grabbed one of the cars that was at the house and drove around. Before she knew it she found herself at the hospital again. She sat in the parking lot and looked down at the steering wheel. She didn't really know why she was there again but she was. She didn't bother to get out. She just sat there, hands on the wheel.
"Damn it." she said to no one in paticular. She was just frustrated. With the weeks that had gone by things just went to hell, and it all started with the hit man that couldn't do his job. She took a deep breath and started to think about all the things that had gone on, with Ralphie's son getting hurt, having to face Tony with her mess ups, to getting shot and having Paulie take her to the hospital, to the mock execution, and to top it off, Paulie getting shot.
The next thing she knew she found herself walking up to the entrance of the hospital. Without thinking she just let her feet do the work. It was almost like she wasn't even controling her own body. It was funny to her how even though she was a Soprano she still could feel this drained and almost numbness about what has gone on.
Nicole stood outside of Paulie's room and watched him through the doorway. He was sleeping and she tried to think about what it would be like if Paulie wasn't around anymore and truth be told she couldn't imagine her life without him. That's why she wanted revenge on these people, not just for what they did to her but mostly for what they did to Paulie. That's why she was pissed off at Tony right now. She couldn't believe that Tony wanted to drop the matter. After everything that went down, Tony just let it go.
Nicole slowly walked into the room and sat down beside the bed. She took Paulie's hand in hers and spoke to him softly. "I'm gonna get those fuckers, Paulie. I promise. No matter what T. says, I'm gonna get them."
TBC...
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