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C.J. smiled. If there wasn't a few iron bars in the way, he would have kissed her by now. "I can't wait t' get outta here. Get back home to y'all, y'know?" he asked. There was a certain gleam in his eyes. One that was "I'm only that one ring away from asking you to marry me." But how was he gonna get that in here?!

C.J. smiled a little bit. "They think I'm good, just wait 'til they meet their grampa." he said, laughing. "But it's a'right. Dat ol' Breah beah voice gits kinda rough t' do once a' while." he said, working on one of those voices he used, causing Arell to look over at him.

"Who was dat fo'? Dat kinda soun's like me!" Arell asked as C.J. smirked.

"I used to talk like that for Br'er Bear in the stories I told the kids, remember?" C.J. asked as Arell looked confused, with Dun' laughing a little bit.

"Now I dunno wheah' de hell you came up wit' dat id'a . . . br'eah beah soun'in' like me . . . dat's de ridickalous thing I evah hoid. Hell, I talk no'mal!" Arell drawled before realizing the irony . . . he sounded DEAD-ON like C.J.'s impersonation! Putting his hand up against his mouth, he looked embarrassed. "Okay, y'all got a point dere." he said.

Dundee looked and smiled as C.J. heard the second part, smiling.

"Well, I was kinda looking at a house out in Bradenton to settle down on . . . y'know, once the kids're ready to go to an actual school." he mentioned.

"Never thought I'd say that, either . . . then I had y'all come in." C.J. said warmly as Arell shrugged. C.J. listened a little bit. "Well this time I KNOW they wouldn't touch us. Who'd think of findin' us down there?" he asked with a wink. Okay, so the train wasn't a hot idea, but now? On their own and in one spot? Perfect!!

"I ain't thumpin' him fer dat, he speakin' his min'." Arell drawled as Dun' looked over at him. He could almost tell that C.J. was falling for her again. Wait a minute, didn't she break his heart? Arell thought as Dun' was surprised.

"Wow! Usually I thought you woulda gave him a reality check right about now!" Dun' mentioned as Arell smirked.

"Nah, he's had a rough week. Let 'im 'lone." 'Rell drawled.

"Agreed. Shoot, Arell and I were just talking about hangin' up this vigilante business. Seeing how it's gotten us into a bit of trouble . . . " he said, looking down at his uniform and around the cell. "It'll be good to have a normal life again." he mentioned.

Arell smirked, leaning up against the bars. "Not dat it was no'mal t' begin with . . ." the big Cajun drawled.

"Do I detect the Termi-gator going snarker on us?"

Yup. That's usually my job!

"Nuh-uh!!! That's MINE I tell ya, MINE!"

Gossamer grew quiet again, then nodded her head yes as she looked back down at the table. Her expression taking a different sort of turn. Donna watched her thoughtfully for a moment. It was a mix between eager and uneasy. The Doctor guessed that Janet was a little excited to see someone that she potentially recognized. She was a little interested to see what would happen herself.

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Misty smiled, then opened her mouth to speak when her pocket began buzzing. She jumped slightly, then quickly turned her attention down to her pocket. She shoved her hand inside, then pulled out her cell phone. She flipped it open, looked it over, then grinned.

"Huh.... who'd have thought that these things get out on other planets." she said with a small grin, then pocketed her phone. "Though I'm not surprised they're both getting fidgety now."

Donna reached over and grabbed the recording device off of the table. She then flipped it off and slid it back into her pocket. ”Alright. I'll get the guards.”

”Do we have to do the whole straight jacket bit again?” Gossamer asked, rubbing her arms.


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Meanwhile, down towards the visitors antecedent of the Asylum, a guard was leading a woman down the hall. He walked, his posture suggesting this was a same-old-same-old sort of bit for him. The woman, however, had a much different air about her.

Her long black hair was neatly groomed and gathered over one of her shoulders, waving down the right side of her chest. Her dark red coat hugged her form, and a black knee-length skirt waved back and forth under it as she walked. Her pose was a bit stiff, full of determination. Her dark red lips were dipped into a slight frown, and her brown eyes scanned each hallway as they passed by.

”It was Anna Bell, right?” the guard asked.

”Yes...” the woman replied. A bit of a lie... but her middle name WAS Annabelle.

Gossamer turned her head towards the door as the guards entered the room. She sighed slightly as she stood from her seat and stepped away from the chair. "Thanks..." she replied.

Doctor Gray waited by the door and watched as the guards went about getting Janet ready to leave again. Undoing the shackles, refastening her straight jacket and yanking on it once to make sure it was secured. Gossamer winced at the jerk, then looked over at the guards once they stopped.
"Alright... where to now?" she asked.