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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 8
A/N: From this chapter on my story will be co-authored with my partner in crime, Nicole aka MidnightCrime. Thanks for all your help with this story.
/Newark, New Jersey/
Paulie and Christopher were watching the hotel. He was also still on the phone with Tony. "What do you want us to do, T.?" Paulie asked.
"Just wait there. If they leave, follow them. I have a feeling they're gonna try to get out of town." Tony said.
"We won't let that happen."
"Fucking right you won't." Tony said and hung up.
"What did T. say?" Christopher asked.
"He wants us to watch the hotel. He doesn't want them skipping town." Paulie replied.
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Ralphie walked into Nicole's hospital room. She looked up when she heard the door open. "Hey, where have you been?" she asked.
"With Justin." Ralphie replied.
"How is he?"
"He's still asleep. Andrea said he's gonna make a full recovery but he's still hooked up to that fucking machine." Ralphie eyes teared up.
"He's gonna make it, Ralphie. You know, Carmela, was just here. We were talking and she suggested that maybe you should go see Father Intintola. I think it's a good idea."
"I don't think so."
"At least think about it. It might do you some good."
Ralphie took Nicole's hand. "Alright, I'll think about it."
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Back at the hotel, Jim was laying on the bed with Catherine. Peter was sitting in a chair and Nick and Andrea were on the couch. "What the fuck are we going to do now?" Peter said.
Jim looked at Nick and Andrea. "Are you sure no one followed you here?"
"I'm sure. We'll I'm pretty sure." Andrea said.
"Oh, that's just great. So, they could have seen us helping Nick in here." Peter stated.
"Take it easy, Pete." Jim said.
"Take it easy. Jimmy, you have no idea what these guys are capable of."
"I don't, huh. They almost killed Catherine and Nick. I think I know damn well what they're capable of." Jim yelled as he sat up. But winced at the pain in his abdomen.
"Jim, calm down before you hurt yourself even more." Catherine said and helped him lay down again.
"You know what I think?" Andrea asked.
"What's that?" Catherine asked.
"I think the four of you should get out of town as soon as possible."
"I really like that idea." Nick said. "In fact, it's the best idea I heard in a long time."
"What about you, Andy?" Jim asked.
"I'll be fine. I'm taking care of Nicole and Justin. I don't think they'll hurt me."
"Okay, then it's settled. We're leaving Jersey as soon as we can." Jim stated.
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Ralphie decided to take Nicole's advice and went to see Father Intintola. He walked into Father Intintola's office and shook his hand. "Pleased to meet you." Ralphie said and sat down.
"How are you doing?" Father Intintola asked.
"I feel like such a hipocrite. I haven't been in church in years. We had a mass for Justin, his baptism. For all the good it did."
"Ralph."
"See. What am I doing here?" Ralphie asked. He was almost on the verge of tears again.
"God understands. That's why it's at times like these He's the only one we can turn to."
"God? My son's lying in a hospital, hooked up to a machine. He never did nothing to nobody."
"Our Lord gave his only begotten son to suffer."
"It's nothing compared to this." Ralph stated.
"Were you there when Jesus Christ had his moment of doubt and pain?" Father Intintola asked. Ralphie didn't answer. He just stared across the desk at him. Father Intintola sighed. "It's a great mystery to us, why things happen as they do. But God has a plan for all of us."
"Come on, Father, I've done things in my life that I shouldn't've done." Ralphie said and swallowed hard. "And He's making my son pay for it. That's how He's punishing me."
"God is merciful. He doesn't punish people."
"I would do anything if Justin could even walk again."
"Justin's in God's hands now. And I assure you, God loves him very much." Father Intintola said, stood up from his chair and walked around his desk to Ralphie. "Your job is you. To get yourself right with God. For yourself and for your son. Would you like to make a confession?"
"I think I need a little more time to, uh, to do a good one. But when I'm ready..."
"I understand." Father Intintola interrupted.
"Thank you." Ralph said.
"Let's pray." Ralph leaned forward and folded his hands. "Have mercy on me God in your goodness. In your abundant compassion, blot out my offense, wash away all my guilt, from my sin, cleanse me. For I know my offense, my sin is always before me."
Ralph didn't say a word, he just started to cry again.
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Nicole looked around the hospital room. She was tired of laying around. She got Ralphie to go talk to Father Intintola, hoping that it would help him. Sitting up Nicole winced at the pain, but it was nothing she couldn't handle. She got out of bed and grabbed her clothes and changed. Digging through the drawers in the hopsital room, she made herself a sling and was getting the hell out of the hospital.
Once signing out of the hospital, Nicole thought for a second. She had no ride, so she had to walk. Sitting down taking a rest she started to think. Paulie was going to hit Peter with the shovel, which meant when Peter was firing he was aiming at Paulie. Peter meant to shoot Paulie. With that going through her head, she was getting madder. Peter was trying to shoot Paulie, not her.
Nicole stood up. "That fucking fucker!"
Nicole took off and hailed a cab. She wasn't going to pay for the taxi, she would take care of that herself.
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Paulie and Christopher were still watching the hotel. "I'm fucking getting sick of this. Why don't we just find Peter and cap the fucker?"
Paulie shook his head. The next thing they knew there was a knock on the window and someone jumping in the back. The guys pulled there guns and pointed it at the person that got in. "Hey, hey, guys. It's just fucking me!" Nicole screamed, as she had two guns pointed at her.
"What the fuck are doing here!" Paulie asked putting his gun down on the seat beside him.
"I got fucking tired of that hospital and I checked myself out. Either that or I was going to beat the shit out of the nurse with the papers. She chose the smart route." Nicole said digging around the back of the seat for a gun.
Paulie looked back at Nicole. "There's one under the seat."
Nicole reached down and pulled out the Beretta. "Thanks. Now where are those fuckers?" she asked.
"In the hotel." Christopher answered.
Nicole took a deep breath. "Well, I'm not going to wait all fucking night. Why don't we just fucking go in there. I want Peter's head on a fucking plater!!"
"Take it easy, Nic. We can't just go in there." Christopher said.
"Why not?"
"Hey, Chrissy's right. We can't risk being seen." Paulie said.
"Look, it wasn't me he was trying to kill, got that! That's why I want that mother fucking fuck dead!" Nicole yelled.
"What the fuck do you mean it wasn't you he was trying to kill?" Christopher asked shocked. "He fucking shot you!"
"Yeah, I'm fucking aware of that." Nicole replied and looked at Paulie. "Paulie you were about to hit Pete with the shovel and he spun quickly and fired. He didn't have a chance to fucking aim. But it was you he intended to shoot."
"What?!?!" Paulie yelled. "That fucking cocksucker!"
"Now yeah he fucking shot me, but he also was trying to shoot you. This asshole fucking fucked up. Big time! Now maybe he was going to shoot us both anyways. But he should have fucking known what he was getting into. I don't give a fuck what you guys think. I'm fucking going in there. This fucking cunt doesn't deserve to be walking this fucking earth." Nicole said opening the door.
Nicole got out of the car and Paulie and Christopher jumped out after her. "Whoa, wait a fucking minute. We can't afford to fuck this up anymore. We... or rather you... have to calm down and think things through. If you go in there and things get messed up, T. will fucking flip out." Christopher tried explaining to her.
"Nic, listen!" Paulie said grabbing her by her good arm.
"What? He tried to kill you! He fucking shot me!" Nicole said pulling her arm out of Paulie's grip and stood looking at them. It hurt that she almost lost Paulie, along with Ralphie's son. She couldn't take it anymore, she wanted fucking revenge.
Paulie pulled Nicole into a protective hug. "Hey, listen to me, I want him dead too. But let's do this the right way."
Paulie could feel the tension from Nicole leaving. "All right."
"Sure you listen to him." Christopher commented.
"That's because he didn't make me lose my fucking shoe." Nicole said.
"Hey, that was your own fucking doing. Like I fucking said. 'Watch where your going and that wouldn't have fucking happened.'" Christopher said in diffence.
"It wouldn't have fucking happened if you hadn't of let your guard down." Paulie yelled.
"Back the fuck off, Paulie, this is none of your fucking business." Christopher said getting in Paulie's face.
"For fuck sakes, you two." Nicole said sighing and walking towards the SUV.
"What?" Christopher asked.
Nicole turned around. "Why don't you guys just go three rounds? Wait fuck that idea."
"Damn right! I'd wipe the fucking floor with him." Paulie said.
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Jim got up from the bed and walked over to the window. He looked down at the street and saw three people arguing. "Hey, check this out." Jim said.
Catherine, Nick, Peter and Andrea walked over and looked down at the street. "Holy fuck!" Peter said. "They're from Tony's crew."
"Yeah, I recognize them." Nick said.
"Great, we'll never get out of here if they're right outside the hotel." Catherine stated.
"Well, they're not exactly paying attention right now." Jim pointed out.
"Hey, you're right." Andrea said. "Why don't we all slip out and you can stay at my place until we figure out what to do?"
"That's a good idea. At least then we'll be a step ahead of them." Catherine said.
Catherine, Jim, Nick and Andrea started to make their way to the door. Jim stopped. "Are you coming Peter?"
"Something's not right." Peter said still looking out the window.
Nick rolled his eyes. "Your damn right something's not right. Look at the mess we're in."
"No... what I mean... I shot Nicole, she should still be in the hospital. Not out there." Peter answered.
"Okay, Pete, relax." Jim said. "It doesn't matter if she's out there or not. We gotta get out here and fast. Now, you're car is parked in the back, I think that's our best shot."
Peter looked at Jim. "All right. Let's go..."
Andrea and Nick went next door to his room to get him packed, while Jim and Catherine stayed in their room and took care of their bags. Once everyone was finished they met out in the hallway and made their way down to the lobby.
Jim paid the bill and then followed everyone to the parking lot in the back of the hotel. They all piled into Peter's car and made their way down the back roads to avoid Christopher, Paulie and Nicole who were waiting for them in the front of the building.
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Nicole looked at them, "Don't you get it? We can march right up there, kill them and walk away. We have guns that are not traced yet. So why don't we just do it? Make it simple, and everything is taken care of."
Paulie looked at Christopher and then Nicole. "Alright, you're right. Let's fucking do this." Paulie said as he and Nicole started to walk across the street.
Christopher watched them and shook his head. "T.'s not gonna fucking like this." he said as he followed them.
"T. Isn't going to like the fact I checked myself out, way too early, either. But the nurse seen it my way." Nicole said.
"What check yourself out or check the nurse out?" Paulie asked.
"Don't you fucking see this? We're drawing attention to ourselves." Christopher pointed out.
Paulie glared at Christopher as he opened the door to the hotel. "Let's just get this fucking over with."
"Hey, wait! We don't even know what rooms they're in." Christopher said.
They were all in the lobby by this point. Nicole looked at Christopher. "As simple as this Chrissy." Nicole said as she walked up to the front desk.
"May I help you ma'am?" The lady at the front asked.
Nicole smiled. "Yes, can you tell me what room Jim Brass is in?"
"Yes... It looks like he is in room 216." The lady answered. Little did she know that the computer had not been updated that Jim left. And to add on, the lady was new. Which means she shouldn't be giving out that information.
"Thank you." Nicole said and walked up to Christopher, "See you fucking nit-wit it wasn't that hard. They're in room 216."
They all walked over to the elevator and took it up to the second floor. When the elevator arrived they got off and made their way down the hall. Once they reached room 216, Paulie and Nicole stood on each side of the door and Christopher stood in front of it. "Ready?" Christopher asked.
"Go!" Nicole replied.
Christopher was going to kick the door in but decided to knock instead. He banged on the door and listened for any movement. When he heard nothing he backed up and booted the door in. They all burst into the room and came to a dead stop when they saw it was empty.
Christopher threw his hands up in the air. He was really starting to panic now. "Ah, fuck. This is just great. Where the fuck are they?"
"There's no way they got by us." Paulie said.
"Oh yeah? It's not like we were fucking paying attention down there." Christopher said pacing around the room.
Nicole walked over to the window and threw her hand up in the air, the same hand she had her gun in. It wasn't like she could throw both hands up in the air. "Fuck! Fucking fuck! We have to catch these guys! I thought you guys said they were here! Fuck, Tony is going to fucking flip over this. God damn fucking cunts, they got away! For fuck sakes, how the hell are we going to fucking tell Tony about this? Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She said as she started to pace, by the end of the rant she had punched the wall with the gun in her hand and started to flip more, now that she was in more pain.
Paulie walked over to her and stopped her pacing. "Sweetie, relax, we'll find them before T. ever finds out and clean this fucking mess up ourselves." he said trying to ease her mind somewhat.
But it wasn't working. Nicole broke free from Paulie's grip and started pacing again. "No, Paulie, if T. can kill Tony B. then we're all fucked."
Christopher was starting to panic just like Nicole. "She's right, I mean, if he can do that; than we are all fucked!"
Paulie started to feel like a referee. "Alright, just shut the fuck up! We're gonna find these motherfuckers and cap them all. No hesitating this time."
Nicole was worried. "We better find them. I mean, I don't wanna die. At the hands of my own cousin."
Paulie shook his head. "None of us are gonna fucking die, okay? Not if I have anything to say about it."
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Peter pulled the car into Andrea's garage and shut the engine off. Everyone got out and made their way inside. "I can't believe we pulled that off." Nick said as he sat down in the recliner.
"Me either." Catherine sighed as she sat down on the couch. "Now all we have to do is find a way to put these guys in jail."
Jim looked at Catherine as he sat down beside her. "Right. But how are we gonna prove that they were involved in killing Romano and Roselli?"
"I could help you there but I'd be incriminating myself." Peter stated.
"We can't have you do that." Nick stated. "That's signing your own death certificate."
Peter scoffed. "I think it's a little late for that, Nick."
Catherine shook her head. "Okay we have to sit down and figure out a way to get this done. I mean... who is going to believe us. We have no evidence to back up our story. No DNA, no prints, nothing really. Nothing has been processed. Nor collected."
"Good point, Cath. But we're also way out of our jurisdiction and we're not exactly here officially. I mean Burdick will be shitting bricks if he catches wind about what we're doing here." Jim said.
"All we're doing here is looking out for your brother." Nick pointed out. "And we just happened to get caught up in all this."
"He's right. You came down here, on your own time. It's not like you planned on having the mafia after us." Andrea added.
"We knew what we were getting ourselves into." Catherine said. "Jim and I figured out that the mob was involved before we came here."
"And you didn't tell me? You mean I could be at home watching football and not be sitting here fearing for my life, thinking those three are going to be coming through that door any minute?" Nick asked, standing up.
"We did tell you, Nicky. When we stopped at that diner in Colorado." Jim pointed out.
"You obviously weren't paying attention." Catherine added.
"That and I didn't think you were serious. And it's not like I could of turned back." Nick said defensively.
"Okay, it doesn't matter at this point. We're here and we have to figure out a way to get out of this in one piece." Jim said.
Andrea shook her head. "It's not a good idea to stay here. I mean Tony Soprano can find out we're here. He already knows I'm involved in all this."
"We didn't mean for you to get caught up in all of this." Catherine said.
Before Andrea could reply Peter jumped in. "No, we didn't but where the hell are we going to go now?"
"Okay, we'll all stay here for the night and figure out what to do in the morning." Andrea replied.
"Sounds like a great plan. I could definitely use some sleep." Jim said.
Andrea showed them all to their rooms and everyone turned in for the night.
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Nicole started to pace worse, she was really starting to think that things were going to come to a grim end. Christopher was trying to calm down by splashing water on his face. And Paulie was trying to think of how to explain it to Tony. "I can't believe this. I just can't believe this. I am now living on borrowed time. I am a walking, talking, fucking dead woman." Nicole said still pacing by the window.
Christopher walked out of the bathroom. "You know what I fucking realized? We have no idea where to start looking for these pricks." he pointed out.
Paulie sighed and sat down on the bed. "We're gonna have to take our chances with T."
Nicole stopped pacing and looked at Paulie. "Are you fucking insane? If we go to Tony he'll fucking cap us on the spot!"
"We have no choice." Christopher pointed out. "Those assholes could be anywhere."
"No. No! You can't make me go and see Tony. He will kill us as soon as one of us open our big mouth and tell him. And to top it fucking off. He still thinks I am at the fucking hospital!"
Paulie stood up. "What the fuck are we supposed to do? It's not like we can call information and find out where the fuck they are."
"I don't fucking care! I'm not in the mood to die tonight!" Nicole said still frantic at the idea of reporting to Tony.
"Come on, Nic, we gotta do this. So let's just get it over with." Christopher said.
Nicole shook her head. "If we go to T. We're going to die. I mean there has to be some place we can start looking for them." Nicole said taking a deep breath. "I just don't feel much like being put six feet under or being fed to a meat grinder..." She said as she started to pace. "I think I was happier at the hospital bored."
"Maybe you should have stayed at the fucking hospital. Than none of this would have fucking happened." Christopher yelled as he went and slammed the hotel door shut.
Paulie grabbed Nicole and then Christopher. "I don't wanna here another fucking word. We're going back to the Bing and we're talking to T. Now, we can either do that or sit here and keep crying and whining like little bitches."
Nicole glared at Paulie. She hated to say it but she did. "Okay, I'll go. But I'm not a fucking little bitch."
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Jim and Catherine were laying in bed wide awake. Sleep was not coming easy for either of them. Catherine turned over onto her side and looked at Jim. "How are we going to get out of this mess?" she asked.
Jim's brow furrowed. He placed his hand on Catherine's face and stroked her cheek with his thumb. "I don't know but I'm not letting anything happen to you."
Catherine leaned in and kissed Jim. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him. Catherine rested her head against Jim's shoulder and played with his chest hair. "I love you, Jim." she suddenly said.
Jim was taken aback by Catherine's sudden confession. He looked down at her and moved a piece of hair out of her eyes with his finger. "I love you, too, Cath. I always have." Jim confessed himself.
Catherine smiled and snuggled closer to Jim. For the first time, since they arrived in Newark, she felt safe.
TBC...
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