Letters from Jake to:

Eric

Emmie

David

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Eric,

Lockdowns suck. Don’t worry about Trent, I’ll tell you what I told her, I’ll keep an eye out for her and make sure they don’t get near her. Even if that means I don’t leave her side. It’s a sacrifice I am willing to make, I know, really big of me right? Besides, you are going to have your hands full with your family, so do your best not to worry about Wyl.

Jake

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*He rolled his eyes at Cresta, shaking his head at her interruption. Whatever dude, if Eric felt threatened, then there was nothing he could do about it. Hell… maybe he should feel that way… He gave a chuckle.*

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Lioness,

Well, looks like you met the enforcer, hope he wasn’t too intimidating. Yeah, that’s my brother, you know, before he met you. At least, this is how he was when he left after the garage. Which… didn’t happen. Funny shit right? Don’t know what he was like when you met him, so I hope this isn’t too much of a shock.

Anyway, we know sarah, we are trying to work out a way to keep an eye on him. Problem is, the mood he’s in, if we try and warn him, he won’t listen. Might just hang out with her just to piss us off. Yeah, he can be petty like that. With any luck you mentioned to him something or another, if not it’s cool. We’ll just have to work on talking to him sooner rather then later.

Take care of my nephew, party at my place when we all have our big jail break.

Jake

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David

Don’t take Dee personally, he’s just back to the way he was. You know, he wasn’t always a big ole softy, and he’s been through hell. With any luck he’ll be less rage fueled by the time this is over.

Well, with luck. I wouldn’t count on it. And I’d love to say it’s nothing personal, but he doesn’t usually lash out for absolutely no reason. SOoooo that’s all you. Can’t really help ya there.

Have a good one.

Jake

*em looked over at Eric who nodded*

Starfish~

W’re all sending our thoughts in one letter. Daddy says no worries, he brought it upon himself. I don’t know what that means, and he won’t tell me- got a clue?

Eric says thanks, though…well… thanks is what he says. And now that he is out of the room, he mutters alot when it comes to you. Dude, what is going on?

As for my letter- thank you. Thank you so much Jakey. I adore you for this. And Dylan is Dylan- he’s in there, Jakey. I know he is. We just have to find him!

Hugs and Rawrs~
Lioness

Got more then a clue, lioness. Doesn't mean I am going to spill either, and before you pull out your claws, let me just tell you, it's not mine to tell. Sorry, but that's just the way they break.

Really? He does? Fantastic! Your brother is under the misguided impression that he's the only one who thinks his wife is attractive. I am a reminder about the rest of the world who thinks he's a lucky bastard.

Dylan is Dylan Em, but...

Don't go looking for a dead man, yeah, they are going to be a lot alike, I mean, he's always Dylan, he's got the personality I remember, uh, more or less. All I am saying is don't count on Dylan you remember from a few months on coming back. I haven't really talked to him, but that's probably what he expects us all to do. Once we are talking again, I plan to make it clear that he's my brother, no matter who did what to his brains. I don't care if he eats mushrooms by the truckload and surfs goofy foot, he's my brother.

...though all that shit would be weird as hell!

~Starfish