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Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2017 17:52:47 GMT
Chloe is sitting in the kitchen nursing a warm cup of coffee trying to thaw out from the call she and Lizzy had just run, when Cruz walks in, “Hey Chloe there’s some guy out in the bays looking for you and he looks really important, you know fancy suit and all. Seemed like he was pretty impatient too.” “Hmm don’t know who that could be,” She wonders out loud and stands heading towards the bays with Cruz right behind her. As she rounds the corner and hears his familiar voice she stops in place turning on her heel to go back the way she came. “Oh, I really don’t think he’s talking about me…oooomph.” She says as she runs smack into Cruz. Brian looks up and sees her trying to leave, “Chloe…imagine finding you here.” “I do work here Brian. Where else would I be?” She sasses back. “Watch your tone Chloe.” He grumbles as he stalks closer. Cruz and the some of the others are starting to gather behind Chloe when he asks. “You ok Chloe?” “Um…..I think so...maybe.” She mumbles. Looking away from Chloe and at the crowd of firemen forming behind her he asks, “Speaking of which, who’s the moron that thinks it’s ok to answer my fiancés phone and speak to me that way? I’d really like to know who you think you are.” “It wasn’t any of them Brian..They have no idea what you're talking about.. just leave them out of this please, you’re making a scene…and I work here, with these people…so…please just leave.” She pleads. “Correction…Did…. Chloe…you did work here, because you’re going to get over this stupid idea of yours. You don’t need to work…ever. You’re coming back home with me…today, and we’re getting married in two weeks just like we had planned.” He says raising his voice even higher. “You’re delusional.” She mumbles Brian strides towards her and smacks her across the face with no warning, “You don’t get to talk to me like that, Chloe you know better…the invitations have been sent…we’ve gotten hundreds of RSVP’s…you’re not doing this to me…think about how it’ll look.” “You think I give a damn about either the invitations or how it would look, maybe you should have been thinking about how these things would look when you had Madison in my bed.” “Is that what this is about?” he asks incredulously. Against her better judgement Chloe Rolls her eyes and adds “…doesn’t really make me want to say I do.” “You stupid little silly girl…do you really think that was the first time? The only time?” He says grabbing her arm and dragging her to the door. “You’re coming with me, and we’re getting married…we can go to therapy or something later…besides your parents want you to come home. So, tell all the nice little firemen goodbye and come on.” “You’re hurting me.” She grimaces trying to twist away. “I’m not going anywhere with you, and if my parents want to see me they know how to get ahold of me.” “Fine if you won’t leave with me…I’ll just stay here in Chicago…”
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Post by Stephanie Taylor on Jan 12, 2017 19:17:33 GMT
[attr="class","tomhov"] TAG@hcassell9978,@james NOTESBecause Steph has a lot of threads she will probably leave this thread and I will let Chloe and James finish it once she is no longer needed. Ragdll with permission of @briancrawfordjr and phone conversation credit to @james Illinois Self Defense Law LinkSec. 107-3. Arrest by private person. Any person may arrest another when he has reasonable grounds to believe that an offense other than an ordinance violation is being committed. (Source: Laws 1963, p. 2836.)
One thing you didn't do at fifty one was mess with anyone in the house. Stephanie was picking up an extra shift and she could hear the confrontation from where she was up on the truck. She had been checking to make sure everything was in place. Stephanie grabbed the guy around the throat. Tucking her arm under his chin. She pushed on the pressure point in his shoulder. He'd have to let go of Chloe, especially if he liked breathing. "Give me a reason to snap your neck." She hissed darkly.
Stephanie was only 5ft 5 and 120lbs but she knew exactly how to use her weight against someone bigger than her. She stuck her boot to the guy's neck and pressed. If he tried to get up she would simply press on the pressure point she had. She could call the CPD, this was technically who she should have called but her contacts were all feds.
She picked up her phone and called Reagan. "Hey Steph" she heard on the phone as she made sure to keep her eyes on the man beneath her foot.
“How fast can you make it to 51?”
“I can get there in about ten, what's up?”
"Assault on a paramedic, I can handle it. Just can't arrest him”
“Alright on my way”
“Thanks” she hung up the phone before grabbing Brian by the shoulder her hand still on a pressure point pushing his face into the side of the truck before tying his hands up and tying him to the side of the squad truck. "You messed with the wrong house. You aren't so tough." she whispered. Stephanie would leave him there but she would watch him. If he so much as tried to get out of his ropes, unless they got a call. He was stuck there.
Stephanie shot a glance at Chloe. "You alright? she was looking over the paramedic for any immediate visible damage. Steph's EMT skills were as basic as they came when it came to being able to be hired for the CFD. Which wasn't much more than keeping someone alive until medics could arrive in most cases.
Steph was not an arson investigator and could only detain him on a citizen's arrest legally. Her attack would be considered self-defense of another.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2017 19:43:49 GMT
Chloe was in a daze... touching the side of her face and she could taste blood in her mouth. She couldn't stop the tears now that they had started, but she was with it enough to answer the woman. "Pretty sure I'll live," she said quietly. "Thanks..." she mumbled.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2017 20:45:14 GMT
Brian finds himself tied to the side of some stupid fire truck, he hates fire trucks and firemen for that matter. "What, What do you think you're doing? You can't do this to me! Do you have any idea who I am? I'm a lawyer, you can't just assault me and tie me up!"
"Chloe!..Chloe you're fine..just tell them you're fine and that they need to let me go. This is ridiculous. Stop crying! Jesus, you always were a crier, dry it up...this is nothing. Tell your little friends that the joke is over and they can let me go."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2017 20:59:07 GMT
James Reagan After receiving the call from Steph James had headed out to his 'work' car, he didn't like to use his hummer these days - signing out as attending to a situation - and as predicted, 10 minutes later he pulled up outside the bay of 51, he grabbed his sig from the safe under the chair, clipping it to his holster he grabbed his shield and clipping that on his belt he checked his pockets for everything else before stepping out of his car - closing the door he started walking towards the bay entrance. As he entered he pulled out his ID "Agent Reagan, FBI" he announced. Yeah, better announce, he looked over at Steph. notes ♡
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Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2017 22:35:29 GMT
Chloe was beyond mortified not only had the whole house witnessed her getting smacked around by her ex, and they now knew more about her life than she has ever planned on sharing....but now...now the FBI was there could things get any worse. Seriously. Not knowing what could make the day any worse, she knew almost instantly what or who could make it better. Pulling out her phone she pulls up Jackson's information and presses send before she can change her mind. Jackson Martin
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Post by Deleted on Jan 13, 2017 6:46:13 GMT
"Oh dear Jesus, FBI really. If I wasn't tied to a damn fire truck I'd have to laugh...this is almost comical...THIS must be the idiot who answered your phone Chloe because there is no other way the freaking FBI would show up. Call off all your little friends and turn me loose so we can go somewhere and talk about this in private. Nobody else has to be involved."
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Post by Stephanie Taylor on Jan 13, 2017 22:53:18 GMT
[attr="class","tomhov"] TAG@hcassell9978 @briancrawfordjr @james NOTES
Stephanie smirked when Brian started talking. "Section. 107-3 of the Illinois code. Arrest by private person states that any person may arrest another when there are reasonable grounds to believe that an offense other than an ordinance violation is being committed." She smirked. "Assault is a crime." She stated. "Take me to court. I dare you. Self defense of another is NOT a crime" she replied as she walked over to Chloe.
"Let me see your lip" she stated firmly. Her eyes narrowing lightly. Though her body language was not dangerous.
It was a little while later. "I'm going to let you handle this from here Reagan." she replied.
Bleeep. Bleeep. Bleeeep "Squad 3. Man on roof"
Stephanie moved quick as one of the other firefighters put the man on the ground. She tapped Cruz on the shoulder. "I personally think they should have left them there, so you could smack him on the wall" she replied as she pulled herself up into the truck.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 13, 2017 23:10:57 GMT
"Look at that, looks like someone did a little reading to see if she could justify her behavior...Chloe's not going to press charges anyway." He gloats, "why would she start now? She doesn't want to disappoint her parents anymore than she already has." When Brian realizes he's talking to himself he jumps in with "Her lip is just fine, hardly a scratch...she's always been over dramatic. Instead of all this medical school nonsense she insists on, she should have gone into acting."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 15:32:39 GMT
While waiting for Jackson to answer his phone Chloe walks over to the back of Ambo 74 and opens the back doors, hopping inside to find herself an ice pack. Locating the ice pack Chloe activates it and places it against the side of her face causing her to hiss in pain as she takes a seat on the stretcher. At least it's quiet back here and she doesn't have to deal with Brian, or all of the sympathetic looks from everyone else.
When she hears Jackson answer, she breathes a sigh of relief "Hey, uh...I didn't know who else to call..."
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Post by Jackson Martin on Jan 14, 2017 16:41:42 GMT
Jackson had a day off and was catching up on everything that he had put off for a few days. He was being completely exciting dusting, hovering and tidying though his place was already neat. He was a neat freak of sorts, everything had to have its place or things just weren’t alright with him. He even organized his socks in the usual military way, he’d never managed to break some routines like shining shoes, folding laundry in his usual crisp corners and straight lined way.
It was why he was a little late in answering his phone though he smiled when he saw it was Chloe. “Hey, Chloe.” He said waiting to hear from her though when she spoke he knew there was something wrong. There were specific sets of words that sent shivers down his spine and these weren’t the good kind. “What’s wrong? What’s happening?” He asked her keeping the panic from his voice as he stopped dead in the middle of his apartment. How bad could be it he thought as he headed down the bad day line of thinking with the ambulance.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 17:15:13 GMT
James Reagan "- FBI really. If I wasn't tied to a damn fire truck I'd have to laugh...this is almost comical...THIS must be the idiot who answered your phone Chloe because there is no other way the freaking FBI would show up. Call off all your little friends and turn me loose so we can go somewhere and talk about this in private. Nobody else has to be involved." James just nailed the man with a look, he was clearly full of it “Section. 107-3 of the Illinois code. Arrest by private person states that any person may arrest another when there are reasonable grounds to believe that an offense other than an ordinance violation is being committed." Watching Steph speak to the man James smirked "Assault is a crime." "Take me to court. I dare you. Self defense of another is NOT a crime" "Look at that, looks like someone did a little reading to see if she could justify her behavior...Chloe's not going to press charges anyway." He gloats, "why would she start now? She doesn't want to disappoint her parents anymore than she already has." “Oi” James snapped hearing Brian’s mouth which never seemed to stop “Watch your tounge” he decided to let this guy stew a while before he talked to him, strolling over to Steph and Chloe "Let me see your lip" James watched quietly "Her lip is just fine, hardly a scratch...she's always been over dramatic. Instead of all this medical school nonsense she insists on, she should have gone into acting." again hearing him James shot a death stare over at the man before taking Steph aside to take her statement then when they were done he talked to the other witnesses first - he would talk to Chloe once he’d booked Brian, she evidently needed a bit to space too. "I'm going to let you handle this from here Reagan." James gave a nod just as she got a call out and he watched the other firefighter put Brian on the ground, "I personally think they should have left them there, so you could smack him on the wall" Hearing her he had to grin shaking his head as their truck pulled away. James strolled over to Brian and hauling him to his feet he dragged him over to a bar that was empty attached on the wall - like something you would hook things on, he used the rope to tie the man to it then pulling out his cuffs he also cuffed the man "The only reason why FBI was called was because no one else wanted you" a beat "Now shut up and listen, You're under arrest for assault" he reeled off the man's Miranda rights smugly before fixing the man a polite look "Is there anything you'd like to say? Knowing these rights are before you" Oh he was going to play by the rules.
notes As Chloe is inside the ambulance I figured James would wait til she came out before he tried to talk to her as he doesn't like to invade people's space. ♡
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 17:57:19 GMT
Sitting in the back of the ambulance with her head laid back on the stretcher and an ice pack on her face she smiled when Jackson answered his phone. "Yeah...I feel kind of silly for calling you...,but I need...well anyway," Chloe starts, "Do you remember when my ex said he was coming to Chicago? I guess he wasn't kidding. Brian, was...well, I assume he is still here. I can't hear his mouth anymore, which is a good thing because that was making my head hurt even worse." She sighs, and starts to fill him in on the days happenings. "And then the FBI showed up, and I had to go find an ice pack. Other than that I have no idea what's going on." Jackson Martin,
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Post by Deleted on Jan 14, 2017 18:07:40 GMT
"Sir, I'm sorry I didn't catch your name, but I promise you that all of this is unnecessary and a is just a huge misunderstanding. If you just bring Chloe over here she'll tell you, she's not going to press charges so there's no need for all of this," He says gesturing with his hands to indicate the rope and cuffs. "I'm sure she'll set everything straight, and honestly it's not going to do her any good to see me in these cuffs" he adds as he gestures with his hands again.
Brian is quickly growing tired of his situation. “I’m quickly getting tired of this; I get it, I made you all mad. I am also a Lawyer and know that none of you have even talked to Chloe about this, and when you do and she refuses to press charges, and she will refuse to press charges….you’re going to have been wasting my time and yours. While I could care less what you all do with your time, I have some fairly important business with the State’s Attorney that my father wants me to attend to while I’m here in Chicago. Important enough that I’m guessing that with all of the budget cuts here in Chicago lately they could probably make things difficult here at your little firehouse. So I would strongly suggest that someone go find Chloe wherever she has run off to, and confirm with her that she’s not going to press charges so that I can be released and sent on my way.”
Brian huffs out in frustration, “Look my arms are starting to get sore, and I’m growing really tired of this game that you all are playing. I already told you that you really have no idea who you’re dealing with. I have connections so this could end up very badly for everyone involved, or I could just pretend that I was never tied to a damn firetruck and then handcuffed like some criminal and detained without even getting a statement from Chloe, who like I said…Isn’t going to be pressing charges. Is there any other reason to detain me? If not I would strongly suggest that someone find Chloe and get her statement so that I can be on my way sooner rather than later.”
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Post by Jackson Martin on Jan 17, 2017 22:02:01 GMT
Jackson listened to her talk as he shook his head as if she could see. “No you’re not silly for calling me and dont ever think like that.” He said wondering what was going with her until he heard her mention the ex and the fact that he said he was coming to Chicago. Yes he remembered that jerk and the phone calls and messages Chloe had gotten from the guy. The more Jackson listened to her the more his mind started to fill in the parts that weren’t said.
An ice pack was needed for injuries, that was bad enough but he could only imagine why the FBI was there. “Chloe what did he do? Are you alright? Do you want me to come down?” He asked her knowing that it would take him ten minutes or so but he would gladly come down to make sure she was alright. Between house work and her his priority was her every single time. “Why’s the FBI there?” He asked not sure how the guy had managed to have that happen after all local PD he could understand but the feds, those guys didnt mess around.
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