(( no problem. we'll wait for ya as long as everyone else is good with being pataint.))

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Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

((Of course we'll wait on you Eru. That and it seems SG's and Misa's lives seem to have gotten busy as well. Wouldn't want to leave you all in the dust!))

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((Ugh. Yes, busy indeed... I'm so sorry! A play, school, and this horrible head-cold. Again, sorry to take an unannounced leave of absence! I'll be back on it ASAP. Though I can't promise that I'll be on here every second of the day. Now. Where were we...? *goes to read*))

Ben blinked rapidly. What? Witness protection? His mind was reeling. Was this optional by any chance? Where on earth were they going to send them? Would they have to live alone for months, years on end? Would they be isolated from everyone they knew?

"Sir..." Ben said, his voice slightly shaky from his shock. "Perhaps you'd like to expand upon this... 'Safehouse' idea." He said.

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((Just feel like I should post something while we're being slow so that this doesn't go completely stagnant. And SG it's ok. Just glad to see you back!))

There is a safe house that we've set up in a rural county for such a time as this. It has it's own guard, state of the art security system, and secret places for those staying their to take refuge in. It will serve as a safe place for you to stay till after the trail. From there it will be determined if you will stay in the safe house longer, go home, or be given a new identity all together," the agent replied in answer to all the questions.

"So we will all be living together?" Rachel asked.

"Yes."

"Will we have different rooms?"

"Yes."

"You don't give much detail do you?"

"You will know more once you reach the safe house."

"Comforting." Rachel looked around at her friends seated at the table. She liked her friends, but she wasn't quiet sure if she wanted to live with all of them. Besides, living alone had it's perks. It kept her from getting too close to anyone.

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Rosalie was thankfull for her friend's support as now they were transferred to a conference-like room. She picked the seat closest to the door and sat down, looking around and watching everyone else enter the room. When they all sat a man spoke of a safe house. It's seemed 'safe' enough. At least from the outside.
"Oh, joy," she said, with a slight yawn. The only time Rosalie got up during the day was lunch with her friends. And now it was getting past her after-lunch 'bedtim'. And with most the excitment over, she was starting to have a fun time keeping her eyes awake.


Morgan kind of kept slightly seprate of the group, keeping his eyes on Rosalie, but otherwise acting mostly relaxed. The whole idea of a safe house didn't faze him a bit. As if he had done it before...

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((Yay, Eru ish back!))

"As for your jobs," the lead agent continued, "we have informed your employer that you will not be coming back to work. Once this is over we will be working with him to get your jobs back." He looked around the room at the blank stares he was getting. "I will give you a moment to talk with each other about what's going on. Then you can talk to your families and get your things. We do need to move quickly."

Rachel stared at the man's retreating back. A thousand thoughts raced threw her mind. Her eyes searched each of her friends faces. She was sure that there faces showed the confusion her own face did. "Do you think their house will actually keep us safe? Can they really protect us?" she asked the question most on her mind.

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Naomi was sitting next to Rachel. " i hope so.." she said her voice shaky and her eyes filled with tears, she was tarrifyed. Naomi looked at everyone and hoped they would all be together she did not want to be alone through this with out her family. she was begining to see who these people she called co-workers really are. most of them seemed all put together....was she the only one in tears? she couldnt tell as the tears blured her vision.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

Ben sighed as he processed it all. Well, there went his plans for a family Christmas next month. He put a hand to his head. This was all so fast... he would have to think about this. No family, no contact to the outside world, no nothing.

At least he would have his co-worker friends. Not all of them were really good friends, but some, like Rachel, he'd known for a very long time. Time would only tell, he supposed, what would happen to him and everyone else in the room.

"You are dismissed." The agent announced. "We expect you back here in one hour. You will each have escorts."

And so, they all headed off to their homes to collect what few belongings they were allowed to take along.

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Rachel stood in her apartment. Her two suit large suit cases lay open on the floor. They'd told her to take no more then that with her so if needed she could be moved quickly. What should she take? How was she to pack her life in two suitcases?

"I guess I'll start with some close," Rachel muttered to herself. Normally she'd just toss random clothes into her suit case, but this time she felt more care was necessary. She grabbed some jeans, some sweaters, some jackets. How cold is the country? Should have asked Ben. Putting in some heavier jackets, socks, and shoes, Rachel zipped up her first suit case.

Now what? What does one need when in hiding? She grabbed a picture of her family and set it in her second suit case. Now she wasn't real close to her family. She saw them at Christmas and Thanksgiving. Well sometimes. Sometimes she was too busy and just sent cards, but now the thought of her family brought comfort. She grabbed some books ad other memorabilia that could bring some comfort. In all honesty, there wasn't much. Seeing her space through scared eyes, it looked like something out of a catalog more then a lived in house.

"Miss Baily," Bryce, the man assigned to escort Rachel said, "It's almost time to go."

"Thank you Bryce. I'll be right there." Rachel took the handles of her suit cases and walked towards the door and to the car. It wasn't till Bryce handed her a tissue in the car that she realized she'd let a few stray tears fall. At Bryce's concerned look she simply told him to drive. "It's just stuff, right? It's not like I have much to leave behind."

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