Is It Really You? ((myself and Cari))

She's missed him to ten year. Its been ten years last since she's seen him or even heard from him. He was 18 when he decided to join the military, he told her he'd be back to get her out too. But that never happened. She isn't married, never once looked a guy But, when she thinks she sees him, dressed hin his uniform come into the office she works at as an FBI agent... Will she ask him where he's been or just let it go?

Needed
Guy ((creat your own bio))


Name: Terrence Thercoff
Age: 37
Bio ((above))
Looks:


DO NOT JOIN IF DRUGS, SEX, DRINKING OR ABUSE BUGS YOU
This is not overly graphic, but it is free lanugage
DO NOT:
Write someting like 'walks in, sits, looks around' Write it out

Try and write more than one sentance, be detailed please.

Can I be the guy?

Sure, also, i added that oyu need to be on quite a bit, that alright?

okay. if I'm not on that means my computer doesn't work I'll be on more. Planning on being more active

Name: Brice Daniels
Age:39
Bio: Brice loved Terrence, he really did but when he went into the army he went through alot of traumatizing things, he killed children, and their mothers. The faces still haunt him. When he runs back into Terrence he remembers that love, but is it enough to forget his past?

((PERFECT!! I'll start, you can find a picture?) Oh, if you have seen Criminal Minds, she;s like JJ)


I sat back down in the cafe, before work and looked over the files, toeing my shoes off agian. I'd been up all night ont he plane back from Arizona and a case. she BAU had another one.

((Thats him))

I had walked down the street heading for the dinner on the corner of fifth and main. I was hungry and I had just gotten back from being over seas. I thought maybe getting back to the way things use to be I would forget the things I have seen. When I reached the dinner I heard a giant pop and jumped turning around. There was a women on the hood of a smashed car. I looked up and saw someone move from the top of the roof. I pulled out my phone and called 911 reporting the death.

I sighed, tired as ever. the coffe was hot now, but I didn't touch it. I started out the diner window instead.

I walked in the dinner, the cops would be there soon enough, I wasn't going to stop my diner because something like that happened. I walked in and went to the booth in the corner where I always use to go but it was occupied by a woman. Instead I went to the one infront of it.

i shook my head to myself, Brice woudl definatly go after that guy. "Brice... what did you get into now?" she muttered, knowing she was in his favorte spot in the diner.

I looked up and saw Terrence. "Well as I recal I never got myself into anything before. This is something I don't want to get involved in. If they didn't have a problem throwing her off a building, they clearly wouldn't have a problem with throwing me off the roof." I said to her.

I looked over, "Brian?! Come, come sit over here... Where in the hell havetyou been?"

I looked down at the menu, and got the cheesebuger and frenchfries with a coke like I use to. I needed something that was the same as before... not now. I called over the waitress and ordered, looking back up at Terrence... who was brian? I wondered looking around.

I started, not to be rude, but I stared. It was him, I'd swear. Older by alot, hell yeah, but it was him...

I looked around and walked over to the juke box that had been here for ever. I smiled at it. It still had the same songs that it had when I was a teenager. I put in 50 cents and turned on Welcome to the Jungle by Guns and Roses and walked back to my seat

That song, It was his... i sighed and pulled out my phone...scrolling though all the contacts i had then one marked 'home' he had been like my home, i was safe and warm in hsi arms. I set it on the table and put my head down. Okay, so what if it wasn't him... he was still alive. I'd feel it if he wasn't. Maybe he was married, with a family... maybe he's looking for me too...

I sat down and looked around seeing a person with their head down. She looked like Terrence but I wasn't really sure I hoped it was I walked over and tapped her on the shoulder. "Excuse me."

I didn't look up, "Can I help you?" I asked, then yawned softly.

"um... excuse me, but do I know you?" I asked her trying to get her to look at me so that I could see her face to make sure.

I looked at him, of course you know me, ive known you since i was 5 years old. "I don't know. Do you?"

"Terrence?" I asked needing to know it was her. I poked her cheek making sure it wasn't just something in my head.

I nodded, playing stupid, "Yes, who are you?"

I was a little disappointed that she didn't remember me. "Um... its me Brice."

I nodded, shaking my head, "Brice left me years ago out of the blew. He's dead, I know it. He ever once called, or emailed me. I knew him since we were 8 years old. He's dead," I told him, playing with his mind. "If you are him, then you can tell me what happened when we were eight under the slide."

((he kissed her))

"Well if I remember correctly, I asked you to kiss me and you did." I smiled remembering that day.

I nodded, tears in my eyes as I slid over near the window, "Sit," I said softly