Oops. One month or so… Sorry! I’ve hit a block with this story (and my life… long story), but I hope this helps a little.

I do have the baby names picked out… And how many kids they’re getting. They’ll show up at the end of the story (mwahaha!). And I know, I’m such a party pooper. If you don’t know why, read the chapter.

Oh, and super sadly, I don’t own the restaurant, but man does it rock. Like really rock. Super expensive (only one restaurant in this town has food over 10), but delicious. Enjoy! (Check this out, remove spaces- www . dailyherald . com/search/searchstory . asp?id332938 and go down to Drama - Actress)

Meet Me By The Water

'Cause I can't get you off of my mind

Bang bang bang bang

Temperance was knocking on Amanda and Kyle’s door. They were supposed to meet for lunch three hours ago.

“Any luck?” Booth appeared suddenly. He had been looking around the deck for them, with no luck.

“No… This isn’t like them. We’ve only known them for a few days but they’ve never been late for anything. Except that one time they got lost.” Temperance looked at the door. “Maybe we should just go in.” She turned the doorknob and the door opened. She took a step in. The room was in distress. She took a few more steps forward, Booth following. She gasped at what she saw.

“Oh my god…”

Booth was ready to snap back with “you believe in a god?” but decided against it. He remained silent as he stared at what was left of Amanda and Kyle. But the looks of it, they hadn’t known what had happened. There was a bullet wound in the center of each of their heads, and cuts on their arms. They were lying on the bed, sheets tousled and bloody at the end. The bed had cut marks all over it. Maybe whoever had done this had been looking for something specific, as the state of the room suggested.

“Booth… They’re on the ship.” Temperance was trying to not cry. Her friends… they were gone. She was used to seeing people on their worst day, as they were called. But never had they been her friends. Sure, there was her mother, but never her friends. She was used to the fact that her mother was dead, but this, this was different. They had just been alive, and now they weren’t. But what scared her more was that whoever had killed them was still on the ship. She had until they reached Jamaica to find out who did it. That would be considerably difficult, as she didn’t have the lab, or a phone to reach the lab. But…

o-O-o

Big Bowl Chinese and Thai restaurant, Washington DC

“Auntie Ange, this place is loud!” Parker was sitting at the table. They were all dining out at this Thai-Chinese place. It was called Big Bowl, and it was full of people, kinda dark, with Chinese symbols on big, colored, rolls of fabric hanging down from the ceiling. There was music playing, but all the conversation made it hard to distinguish the actual words. You could hear the sound of stir-fry being made in the background.

“I know sweetie, but the food is great.” Angela said to the little boy sitting beside her. Both Jack and Zach’s faces were hidden by the large menus, and Nessa had already made her decision.

“Remind me why we came here?” Nessa was looking at Angela. Her hair was worn in a low side-pony, different than her usual pigtails. Everyone in the restaurant was staring at her, for she was the only one with noticeably dyed hair. She was sitting right under a light, so that didn’t make it easier to miss her pink hair. She didn’t care at all.

“To eat.” Zach stated, still hidden behind the menu.

“Mommy,” Kae had started calling Angela mommy, as they were both super close, “can I dye my hair like Nessa?” She tried to make her eyes widen and stuck out a tiny portion of her lower lip.

“No sweetie. You are not dying your hair pink. When you move out you can.”

“But you died your hair purple! When you were sixteen.”

“Yes, and I’ve learned from that. It’s a no.”

“But-“ Kae stopped when the food arrived. Hers was a steaming plate of lemon chicken. Angela grinned as her stir-fry was set in front of her. Jack clapped his hands together when his kung-pao chicken was placed before him. Nessa took her fork and stole a piece of teriyaki chicken from Zach’s plate. He glared at her and took one of her noodles from her plate of pad Thai. Parker just stared at his plate of orange chicken. Everything looked delicious.

“Well, what are we waiting for?” Angela was still grinning as she surveyed the food. “Everyone pass their plates to the left!”

o-O-o

About an hour later:

“That was good. Really good.” Kae was relaxing against the chair.

“Yeah. Really good.” Jack loved his chicken.

“I still don’t know why you didn’t trade plates…” Angela mumbled. She did get to try some of the food but when she asked for Zach’s he just stared at her.

“Because we all ordered what we wanted.” Parker said it like it was the simplest thing in the world.

“But you might have liked something else!”

“I liked what I had just fine. It was yummy.” Parker grinned.

“Yeah, it was yummy.” Nessa loved her food. It had been delicious.

“We’re coming here again, and soon.” Jack added.

Soo… That was short… But I have other things to work on right now, but at least I got something up! R&R please!