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In an angry voice, Jaylynn said, "It's like every sappy song that comes on the radio makes me cry. I can't stop wondering and worrying about Dez, and I don't know what to do."

Sara scooted over until she was sitting thigh to thigh with Jaylynn. She patted the smaller woman's leg. "There isn't anything you can do until she chooses to resurface."

"But why! Why is she doing this?"

Sara shrugged. "Who can tell? I think you have to wait until she is ready to talk to you." She looked at Jaylynn out of the corner of her eye. "Little Miss Patience - waiting is no fun, is it?"

"No! I want to smack her. The minute I see her, I'm going to walk right up and sock her in the stomach."

Sara giggled. "I'm sure that will incapacitate her immediately, and then she will spill her guts right away to tell you what's been happening."

"You know what I mean!"

"Not really, but I'll take your word for it."

Jaylynn leaned into her friend and put her head on Sara's shoulder. They sat there for a few moments until they heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Tim appeared in the doorway, followed by Kevin whose hand he held.

"Hi, guys," Sara said.

"Well, you girlie girls ... Jaylynn?" Tim said in a worried voice. "What's wrong?" He let go of Kevin's hand and strode right up to the couch, squatted down, and looked at her with concern. Kevin crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe.

"It's nothing ... I'm just missing Dez."

"Where the hell is she?" the red-haired man spat out. "Do you mean to tell me she still hasn't called you?"

Jaylynn shook her head, her eyes red-rimmed and face a mask of misery.

Tim stood up. He pounded his right fist into the palm of his left hand. "I'll take care of her. Kevin and I will track her down - teach her a lesson. We oughta go beat the crap out of her for this."

Sara burst out laughing. "Oh, please ... you and what gay army? She'd beat the hell out of both of you. One-handed. Blindfolded. Lying down."

Tim said, "She seemed so devoted to you, Jay. Where has she gone?"

"I don't know," the blonde said. "No one seems to know at the station either. I mean, I know she's in trouble for everything that happened at the beat-down, but the brass don't seem that concerned. I don't understand why she's on leave or why she doesn't call me."

Sara said, "Well, you did sort of tell her off at the hospital, didn't you?"

A fresh wave of tears came over her, and she fought for control. She didn't quite remember exactly what she had said to the tall cop - she didn't want to think of it.

Tim shook his head. "I still think we oughta go have a word with her."

Sara said, "We wish you could, but no one knows where she is, Tim."

Jaylynn listened to her friends discussing possible ways of locating the tall cop. She knew they were just concerned for her, but really, there was nothing anyone could do to help her. She just had to wait. It didn't seem fair - and it wasn't, as far as she was concerned - but that's the way it was. "Thanks for the generous offer of murder and mayhem, guys-"

"Hey," Kevin said from the doorway, "I never offered any violence."

"I stand corrected," the blonde said. "Tim, thanks for your offer, and thanks to you, Kevin, and Sara, for the moral support, but I just have to deal with this on my own."

Tim put his hands out, palms up. "I still think someone ought to teach her a lesson ..."

Sara giggled again. "Tim, you remind me of the Lion in The Wizard of Oz."

Everyone but Tim laughed.

"You know, I am pretty sure that was a slam," he said.

"Oh, no," Sara said with mock seriousness, "I would never slam either you or the Lion, since you both have such pretty hair." He narrowed his eyes and advanced toward her. "Officer Savage, help! A homicidal maniac is after me!" Shrieking with laughter, the two women rose and grabbed at Tim, dragging him down to the floor in front of the couch.

Tim twisted and struggled, but Jaylynn held up her casted arm. "Careful, Little Big Man, you don't want to hurt my wrist, do you?"

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