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The Art of Self-Preservation

2010-05-18T14:02:00.005-04:00

Self-Preservation --Protection of oneself from harm or destruction.

It's what Marissa does best. But is she closing herself off from experiences that could possibly change her life?

Read story here------> The Art of Self Preservation.doc

Clandestine Meetings

2010-03-23T16:05:00.002-04:00

We're back! With brand new stories too.
Sorry for the long hiatus, but real life was kicking my butt for a while. But somewhere along the line I managed to sneak away and write. They're not multi-chapter stories like most of my previous one, but more like segue shorts that tie up the loose ends to some stories.
Read and enjoy!

Clandestine Meetings.doc

The Morning After

2009-03-28T20:02:00.003-04:00

After her drunken drive home with Marcus, how does Marissa react to the morning after?

Read story here-----> The Morning After.doc

The Risk of Happiness

2009-03-10T16:30:00.002-04:00

Leave it to Marissa to put herself in a difficult situation with no rescue in sight.

Who will be the Knight in Shining Armor this time?

And what would it cost her?

Read story here--------->Risk of Happiness.doc

Unfixable

2009-02-06T15:03:00.003-05:00

Can Marissa and Marcus repair their relationship, and come together as a team?
Or will old wounds be re-opened and rendered the damage done unfixable?

Read story here-------->Unfixable.doc

Worth It All - Part 4

2009-01-23T12:47:00.001-05:00

The finally installment to this gripping tale.
Will Marissa reconsider leaving the Bureau?
Can she work things out with Marcus?

Read story here---->Worth It All-Part 4.doc

Worth It All - Part 3

2009-01-16T12:41:00.004-05:00

Marissa has come face to face with the one man she didn't expect to be "one of the good guys".

Her world is thrown into turmoil as her darkest secret comes back to haunt her.

Is it worth it all to stay and fight? Or should she admit defeat to life's cruel games?

Read the exciting continuation to the story that has everyone speculating about Marissa's future here--->Worth It All-Part 3.doc

Worth It All - Part 2

2009-01-09T14:27:00.003-05:00

Read story here---->Worth It All-Part 2.doc

Worth It All

2008-12-17T13:12:00.003-05:00

Marissa is determined to win a competition at the office, and devises a plan with her trusty cohort Bryan.

But as the plan is in full swing she gets caught up in more than she bargained for.
Should she abandon ship and take her losses? Or is the outcome worth it all?

Read story here ------> Worth It All.doc

We Won!!!!!

2008-11-25T14:04:00.003-05:00

Yes fans, we won the competition! *tennis claps*

After putting Marissa, Tyler, Bryan, Marcus and the rest of the gang through the paces for the past month, the fruits of our labor were recognized.
Now, I have no excuse on why there are no new stories for your viewing pleasure.

Here's a link to the winner's page:
http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/184038

Notice To The Fans

2008-11-14T12:21:00.002-05:00

Just wanted to apologize to the fans for the lack of new stories lately. But there's a good reason for the stagnant nature of this blog.
I've entered the chronicles of Marissa and her pals in a writing competition!!! *tennis claps*

Anyway, the competition runs from Nov 1st - 30th, so I've been busy fine tuning the story in order to win the big prize.....which basically is a certificate and the recognition of my writing peers(that's all we writers ever want anyway).

Wish me luck!!!

----
Geisha

Snapshot: A Day In The Life of Marissa

2008-10-28T10:45:00.002-04:00

Hey people! It's Marissa. Long time no.....blog.

Anyway, today we're out in New Jersey looking for a evidence in a secluded field. There has been what looks to be a serial killer on the loose here lately. The latest victim was found with no hands or face, which matches up with four other bodies found over the past two months with the same m.o. as this one. That's the body wrapped in that red tarp near the third guy on the left. The coroner hasn't arrived yet, so that's where the corpse is gonna have to stay until he orders it removed from the scene.

You can't really tell that we're out in the middle of nowhere because all those vehicles make it look like a Mall parking lot.

I'm not in the picture because I was the one that took the picture. But Bryan is second on the left. Look at him looking all official, dressed in his FBI blacks and cargos.
From this distance no one can tell that he has a hangover the size of Montana. That's the price he has to pay for staying out all night with Hawkins and Newton.
I mean who the hell goes drinking on a Monday night? Well, besides those three.
They showed up in the office this morning at 7am in the same clothes they wore yesterday. Stink!

And to top it off Newton's wife has been calling me all morning asking if he's out on assignment. I told her yes, because the #1 rule is you don't sell out any of your squad members. Be it family, Special Agent in Charge or Director of the FBI, NO ONE gets any info on members of your squad unless you know for a fact that they're either a)Dead or b)Owes you money.
The latter I like to hang over their heads in order to get loans paid back faster. Yes, I'm evil like that.

Anyway, I'm off to go help Bryan before he pukes all over that guy's head and contaminates the scene.
I'll try to keep in touch more often, but with the economy the way it is right now it seems all the wanna-be sociopaths are crawling out the wood works, which means more crime, more crime scenes, more bodies, more suspects, more paperwork and more time chasing down leads. All of which requires more than 24 hours to cultivate. I was supposed to be on vacation next week, but that got pushed back because of this serial killer case. GRRRRR!
Damn serial killers!!

Smoke and Mirrors

2008-10-28T10:39:00.003-04:00

We all have a past that shaped us into the person that we are today.
The experiences, good or bad, weaved themselves into our characteristics and made us into the person we present to the public.
This is Marcus' story.

Read story here------->Smoke and Mirrors-Marcus Story.doc

Nothing To Prove

2008-10-15T15:35:00.004-04:00

Marissa reflects on a past incident between her and Marcus.

Read story here:Nothing To Prove.doc

Marcus's Story - Pt.2

2008-10-03T15:33:00.003-04:00

Photo courtesy: http://leslie-marcus.fineartamerica.com/

Marcus Intro-Pt.2

A Note From Geisha

2008-09-29T14:30:00.004-04:00

A lot of the new fans have written and asked about the origins of Marcus Grant.
For those diligent enough, I told them where to find the first chapters where he was introduced. But for the rest of fans it just seemed like work to review the past posts in order to find out more about this fascinating man, who always seem to have Marissa tied up in knots.

So for your reading pleasure I will post the chapter links in the days to come(don't say I never did anything nice for you fans).

Here is Part 1: Marcus Introduction

Overheard

2008-09-23T13:54:00.006-04:00

Bryan and Marissa are down in the File Storage Room on the 21st Floor of the Federal Building.

Bryan: What are we looking for again?

Marissa: We need the court reports from the Manashi trial from 2006.

Bryan: And we need this why?

Marissa: Because it ties into the Beckmer-Slate case we’re working on. Can you look in that big white box over there and tell me what it says?

Bryan: Wait....what does a human trafficking case have to do with a corporate fraud case?

Marissa *scrutinizing a file box filled with legal-size manila folders*: You’ll be surprised Anderson at how two unrelated things can add up to be the most explosive thing and the glue that ties all the pieces together.

Bryan: Hmmm....kinda like you and Marcus Grant, right?

Marissa: What? What did you say?

Bryan: You know what I’m talking about here? There’s more to the projected story between you two. You two suck the air out of a room when you’re together. I thought you and Santoni were bad, but you and Grant are far worse. Hey, I think I found the box.

Marissa *walks over to Bryan*: Don’t be ridiculous Anderson. There’s no “story” between Grant and I. I knew him from the neighborhood. We went to high school together, and even back then I hated his guts. It’s no big deal.

Bryan: Yeah right. I was there when you first went to see him, remember? You looked like you wanted to pass out or throw up. Come to think of it, you looked like you wanted to do both at the same time. I’ve never seen that look on your face other than when you’re drunk off your ass. Come on, what are you not telling me?

Marissa: What I’m not telling you is that you are certifiable crazy if you think there’s anything, or was anything going on between myself and Marcus Grant. The man is a criminal. Call me crazy, but somehow I don’t see how a relationship would work between us, given that we’re on opposite ends of the law spectrum.

Bryan: I’ve seen crazier.

Marissa: I bet you have. Now lets see if we’ve got the right box. Holy crap! Look at all these folders! It’s going to take us forever to get through these.

Bryan: You cared about him didn’t you?

Marissa: What? Who?

Bryan: The Easter bunny. Dammit woman! I’m talking about Grant. You cared about him back in the day, and then he did something that fucked it up. Admit it.

Marissa: Drop it Anderson.

Bryan: What did he do?

Marissa: I said drop it. Now, can you stop yapping and start looking at these files? I’d like to get outta here by seven o’ clock tonight. They’re having that thing to celebrate Santoni’s promotion and I don’t want to be late.

Bryan: I forgot about that. You know rumor has it that he asked Julie to move in with him, right?

Marissa: You need to stop listening to office gossip Anderson. You should know better. Remember the one about us having sex in the stairwell at the Hyatt during the Christmas party?

Bryan: Yeah...that was a good one. I was all set to let that one continue too until you ruined it by proving you weren’t even at the party. Sharon Markley was all set to let me hit it after she found out. You know I’ve been after her for a while now. Plus, she envies you.

Marissa *rolling her eyes*: She does not! Does she know how pathetic my life really is?
Sharon Markley is welcomed to you. Lord knows I’ve been trying to pawn you off since you became my partner. Can you grab those two folders at the side there? I think they may be the ones we want. What does the label say?

Bryan: Depositions. And I’m the best partner you’ve ever had. Not to mention the most handsome. Moyner’s a good man, but I figure he had to be to make up for the lack of looks.

Marissa: You’re mean.

Bryan: I’m honest. You should try it. Would save you a whole lot of time from denying that you still have feelings for Grant.

Marissa: I don’t feel anything for Grant.

Bryan: Then you should. It would drive Santoni nuts.

Marissa: Santoni is practically a married man. Didn’t you just say he and Julie were moving in together?

Bryan: I said it was a rumor. You still have time to go claim him.

Marissa: I don’t want to claim him. I’ve moved on.

Bryan: To Grant, right?

Marissa: No! What is with you today? Are you the 3D version of Match.com?

Bryan: I’m just trying to get you laid.

Marissa: Please don’t. I can do that on my own.

Bryan: You’re not doing a good job so far. Paul Campbell from Forensics gets more action than you, and you know he’s like a hundred and twenty years old.

Marissa: I’m fine. Now, can we drop the subject and get on with these files? I swear Anderson sometimes you’re worse than my mother.

Bryan: That's not a compliment.

Marissa: Wasn’t trying to be complimentary.

Bryan: In that case, fuck you.

Marissa *smiling*: Now there’s the Anderson I know and love.

Caught Up In The Middle-Pt.3

2008-09-18T16:14:00.002-04:00

Things are about to heat up as Marissa uses her undercover skills to lure and distract a crime lord. But just when she thought everything was going as planned, Marcus surprises her with some shocking news, and once again she's caught up in the middle.

Caught Up In The Middle-Pt.3.doc

Caught Up In The Middle-Pt.2

2008-08-21T13:04:00.005-04:00

Here's the exciting continuation to Marissa's day-gone-bad saga.

Caught Up In The Middle-Pt.2.doc

I know you guys are dying to see the outfit Marcus picks out for her, so here it is:

The Front

The Back

Caught Up In The Middle

2008-07-22T13:48:00.002-04:00

What started off as a typical day for Marissa quickly morphs into the day from hell, when the two alpha males in her life are paired up together. How will Marissa handle this situation when she's caught up in the middle of it?

Read here and find out: Caught Up In The Middle.doc

Unsaid

2008-07-16T15:26:00.003-04:00

Are some things better left unsaid, or is it better to clear the air and know where you stand?

This is the dilemma Marissa faces when faced with the truth and consequences of her past actions.

Unsaid.doc

Make A Wish--Pt.2

2008-07-15T22:42:00.003-04:00

Here is the long-awaited sequel to the birthday story that had tongues wagging all over the country.

Make A Wish-Part 2.doc

Make A Wish

2008-06-25T11:51:00.002-04:00

It's Marissa's birthday and the guys want to do something special for her. But will their good intentions be marred by unforeseen events no one but Marissa has control over?

Rated R for smut content and F for a fun read.
Make A Wish.doc

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARISSA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-06-17T09:13:00.002-04:00

Today is Marissa's 33rd birthday, and even though I know she's going to kill me for shouting her out like this, I really couldn't care less.

I tried calling her to sing the "Happy Birthday" song to her, but I kept getting her voice mail. Let's hope the reason for that was because she was getting some birthday loving(wink, wink).

Hope you have a really great day Mari. You deserve it. And please try not to work late tonight. Go out and have some fun.

Cross-Fire

2008-06-12T11:17:00.003-04:00

Tired, hungry and in no mood to be cordial, how will Marissa deal with a late night visitor? Especially ones bearing "presents".

Cross-Fire.doc

Overheard

2008-05-05T15:38:00.004-04:00

*Bryan watches Marissa rifling through her handbag at a frantic pace*

Bryan: What are you looking for?

Marissa: My Claritin. My allergies are kicking up today. Damn Spring!

Bryan: Do you want me to go out and get you some?

Marissa: No. I bought a new box yesterday. I know it’s somewhere in here.

*Opens random pockets in her handbag*

Marissa: There’s too many damn pockets in this damn bag!

Bryan: I thought that is your favorite handbag.

Marissa: It is....just not right now. I know I put them in here this morning.

Bryan: You want me to go over and ask Stephen if he has any?

*Stares with wide eyes at Bryan*

Marissa: Are you mad? I’m not giving him any encouragement to come over here and talk to me.

*Looks over at Stephen who is laughing to himself as he reads through a stack of papers on his desk*

Marissa: Is it just me or does he seem crazy to you?

Bryan: It's just you. Compare to some of the people I've worked with at other offices, he's completely sane.

*Marissa studies Bryan thoughtfully*

Marissa: Maybe you were the crazy one.

Bryan: Hmmm....that could be true.
*At that moment a loud sneeze erupts from Marissa*

Bryan: Bless you

*Marissa grabs a handful of tissues from her bag and blows her nose*

Marissa: Thank you. I’m dying. My head is about to explode and my eyes feel like they have sand in them.

*Drops head dramatically on desk*

Bryan: Hand over your bag and I’ll take a look.

*Marissa clutches bag to chest*

Marissa: No! Didn’t your mother ever tell you it’s improper to look through a lady's purse?

Bryan: Yeah. And? So? She also told me not to date loose women. Did you think I listened to her?

*Marissa stares at Bryan and narrows her eyes*

Marissa: You were dropped on your head as a baby, weren’t you?

Bryan: Either you let me look for the medication or I go across to Stephen. Either way you’re going to end up embarrassed.

Marissa: Have I ever told you how much I hate you?

Bryan: Repeatedly. Now what is it going to be?

*Marissa lets out a loud, long sigh*

Marissa: Fine.

*Throws handbag at Bryan*

Marissa: I’ll take Partner Humiliation for $200 Alex.

*Bryan takes the bag and begins the search for the Claritin.*

Bryan: Jesus! Can you pack any more shit in here? Sheesh! No wonder you can’t find anything.

Marissa: Hey! No commenting on my bag. Just focus on the allergy medicine recovery.

*Bryan holds an object up for inspection*

Bryan: Is this what I think it is? Why do you have a screwdriver in your bag?

*Marissa rolls her eyes at Bryan*

Marissa: You never know when you’re going to need that. I’ve been in situations where that would’ve come in handy.

*Bryan shakes his head sadly and goes back to rummaging in the bag*

Bryan: I don’t even want to know. Is this a roll of duct tape?

*Holds up roll and stares at it incredulously*

Bryan: Please tell me you don’t have midgets in this bag.

Marissa: Ha, ha. Very funny. Give me back my damn bag.

*Lunges for bag*

*Bryan holds bag up in air away from her grasp*

Bryan: Not so fast missy. There’s one object in here I’m curious about.

*Marissa looks at him nervously, hoping he didn’t find the secure cell phone Marcus had given her to use when she needed to contact him. When he gave it to her she had refused vehemently, and questioned him about where he gotten such a phone.

His only answer was: “There are some things I don’t ask you about your job, and I request that you do the same about mine.”

She was about to throw the phone at him when he continued: “I’m sure you don’t want to explain to your boss why you’re talking to the FBI’s most unprosecutable gang leader on the East Coast, and the fact that I’m not even your legal C.I.”

He had a point there.

So, she reluctantly took the phone, but kept it turned off and buried it in a zippable pocket at the bottom of her bag.

Out of sight, out of mind was the philosophy she told herself she was working with.

But unfortunately the more the phone was hidden the more she thought about it. She hadn’t told anyone about the phone and she didn’t intend too. She was not even going to use the phone.
She hoped.
Now Bryan was giving her an odd look and a heavy feeling of dread was beginning to settle in her stomach. She watched as Bryan’s hand went deep into her bag and came out holding a roll of toilet paper.

Relief flooded through her.

That was close.

Bryan: Seriously? You walk around with toilet paper in your handbag?

Marissa: We’re on a lot of stakeouts. You never know when nature may strike. Plus you know how weak my bladder is. I can’t do without going to the bathroom every two hours.

*Bryan puts the toilet paper back in the bag and hands Marissa the box of Claritin and a bottle of water.*

Bryan: You’re scary. And after viewing what’s in your bag I think I’ll take heed to my mother’s advice from now on.

Marissa: So no more loose women?

*Marissa pops out a tablet from the case and swallows it with a gulp of water*

Bryan: I guess so. Now I’m going to have to find looser women.

Marissa: And you say I'm the scary one? Ha!

Surveilence Pt.2

2008-04-24T10:07:00.002-04:00

Here is the continuation to Any Other Night.
How will Marissa respond to Tyler's kiss?
Is there a surprise waiting for her in the wings?
Read the exciting conclusion to this fast paced story.

Any Other Night-Pt.2

The Tour

2008-04-17T12:45:00.005-04:00

Hey everyone! Marissa here. Wow! I haven't been on this site in like.....forever.
Sorry. But it's been crazy in our department lately. So many events happening throughout the city that need our time and efforts. It's like this every Spring, but it still takes a little getting used to.

Anyway, it seems that a lot of you have been asking for pics on what my townhouse looks like. So many events have taken place there so it's only natural you guys would be curious.
So I'm here to give you the guided tour through my humble bode.

First we start off with the building itself. Tada!

I love living here. It's so quiet and calming.It's located close to the main part of the town, and it feels like living in Manhattan if it was situated in Long Island.
The parking lot is to the left of the picture if any of you guys were wondering where I park my Jetta when I'm home.

Next, we move on to the front door

Isn't it nice? This is the same door Tyler always seem to pick the lock on and Marcus knocks on at odd times. The cool design is what caught my eye, and the colour just makes it even more inviting I think. Plus it was on sale. It was one of those close-out thingies.
The plants were a gift from Mrs. Carvallo. She's such a sweetie.

Next we move to the living room

That is one comfy couch. The four drawer side table on the right was a gift from my parents when I had first moved in. The coffee table and the lamp I found at a garage sale. Seems the couple was getting divorced and the wife didn't want any reminds of their life together. See why I'm still single?

Moving on..........
My kitchen

It's small, but it's enough or me to cook in it....when I cook...as I'm rarely home enough. Hard to believe my mother actually cooked a Thanksgiving dinner in there. She has major skills. That's also where (on the counter top) Tyler and I had our first "encounter"
Sigh....the good ole days.

Let's move on shall we?
Here's my bathroom

Here is where I get ready to look like a human being. Getting up at the crack at dawn to make it into the office by 7 o'clock, whilst still trying to not look like a creature from the depths of a murky pond is a feat in and of itself.

Next, my bedroom. Disregard the sheets. I haven't had time to do laundry.

It's very cozy in there. When I get home after a long day all I want to do is fall on it and zonk out until morning. My dad gave me the painting above the bed for my birthday last year. It's a very serene landscape print. Guess he knows that I need as much serenity I can get with my crazy life and all.
I don't have a big bed as you can see. So when Tyler slept on it with me it was a tight fit. He's a big guy. No wonder I woke up tangle up with him. Get your smutty minds out of the gutter people!

So there you have it. My home. Hope that satisfied your curious minds. Now if you'll excuse me I'm expected in an interrogation room. What I wouldn't give to be at home right now. Sigh.

Overheard

2008-03-27T12:48:00.007-04:00

Marissa: I'm not going over there.

Bryan: Why not? You know you're the only one he does anything for on a timely basis.

Marissa: I'm not doing it. Find yourself another sacrificial lamb.

Bryan: But he likes you.

Marissa: So?

Bryan: He likes you ALOT.

Marissa: Hence the reason I'm not going over there. Have you seen the way he looks at me? He's........creepy. Have you noticed the squalor he works in? No one wants to sit near him, hence the reason he's by himself at the back of the office. I've seen some disturbing things before Anderson, but nothing like that.

Bryan: He's just has organization issues. I'm sure if you give him a few pointers and help him clean up his cubicle he won't seem so bad.

Marissa: Don't make me vomit all over you Anderson.

Bryan: Come on Carter. Help your partner out.
I need his help in order for me to get that report to Burger ASAP, and I can't do that without cracking these codes.

Marissa: Then you go make him have a crush on you.

Bryan: I'm not his type.

Marissa: *rolls eyes at Bryan*

Bryan: Okay, how about this? I'll buy you coffee for a week if you do it.

Marissa: Make it a month, and throw in two dinners at Rare and you've got yourself a deal.

Bryan: *lets out loud sigh* Woman you drive a hard bargain. How about coffee for a month and two meals at Applebees?

Marissa: *raises eyebrows* You want those codes like yesterday?

Bryan: *nods*

Marissa: Then I'm holding my original request.

Bryan: *drops head in hands* Okay fine. Rare it is. Now go.

Marissa: Do you still have that mini bottle of vodka taped to the back of your desk?

Bryan: Yeah.

Marissa: Hand it over.

Bryan: What for?

Marissa: Courage Anderson. I am not facing that Pig-Pen man-boy sober.

Bryan: Man-boy? *chuckles* You sure have a way with vocabulary.

Marissa: *stretched out hand* The bottle Anderson.

Five minutes later.......

Marissa: *saunters up to Stephen's desk* Hey!

Stephen: *Spins around quickly in chair and knocks over over-flowing pencil cup* M-m-marissa.....I mean Agent Carter.

Marissa: *tries not to cringe at sight of messy desk and floor around him* Hey Stephen. I was wondering if you could help me with something.

Stephen: *eyes open wide* Of course! What do you need? Here! Sit down.
*removes stack of papers and a moldy sandwich from chair next to his desk*

Marissa: *vomits in mouth a little* No thanks. I'm not staying long.

Stephen: *looks dejected*

Marissa: Anyway, I was wondering if you could help me out with configuring some codes we got off a wire-tap.

Stephen: What kind of code is it?

Marissa: Numerical. *hands folder to him*

Stephen: Right up my alley. *takes folder and scans pages*

Stephen: Hmmm....interesting.

Marissa: Can you decipher anything?

Stephen: *engrossed in file* Maybe. Hard to tell until I'm in it. Looks like it's an Affine Cipher code. What that means is it's a combination of the shift cipher and the multiplication cipher. What we do, is we first multiply the cipher by a "multiplier." We then use a "shift." This is an....."

Marissa: Stephen!

Stephen: Huh?

Marissa: I don't need to know how you do it. I just need you to do it.

Stephen: *looks at her sheepishly* Oops....sorry. Got carried away there for a minute.

Marissa: No problem. When should I come back for it?

Stephen: You don't have to. I'll bring it to you. *graces her with a wide grin*

Marissa: *suppresses shudder* Uummm....I may not be here, but you can give it to Agent Anderson. He'll know what to do with it. Thanks by the way for doing this on such short notice. *smiles sweetly at Stephen*

Stephen: *smiles back, then reaches out and places hand on Marissa's arm* Anything for you.

Marissa: *bites down on lips to keep from shrieking, and takes a step back, dislodging Stephen's hand* Okay then. Bye!

Marissa hurries back to her desk, holding her arm at an awkward angle.

Marissa: Eeeww! Eeeww! Eeeww!

Bryan: What happened?

Marissa: He touched me! Quick! Cut my arm off!

Bryan: What? Stop being a drama queen Carter. The boy is harmless.

Marissa: *searches through desk with untouched arm* Where the hell is it?

Bryan: What are you looking for?

Marissa: The can of Lysol I always keep in here. Where the hell is it?!!!! Shit! Okay. Got it! Here, spray my arm.

Bryan: *shakes head at Marissa while taking can from her* You know you're overreacting right?

Marissa: Shut up and spray! *Holds arm out rigidly*

Bryan: This is insane.

Marissa: How about if I rub my arm up on you? *glares at him*

Bryan: Are you out of your damn mind? *looking at her with wide eyes*
One of us has to live in order to tell the story.

Marissa: Gee Anderson, don't let anyone tell you you're not a gentleman. Now spray the damn thing already. I need my arm so I can shoot you in your leg for making me go over there.

Bryan: In that case...... *takes off running with Lysol can in hand*

Marissa: *fuming* He is sooooooooo dead.

Picky

2008-03-16T00:18:00.002-04:00

It's a girls' night out for Kat and Marissa. What could these two be getting into now? Hmmmm....

Picky.doc

The Meeting

2008-03-01T09:26:00.004-05:00

Marissa agrees to meet her unofficial informant.
Can they be civil towards each other and have an event-free encounter?
Or will it turn out like it always has-explosive and unnerving?

The Meeting.doc

Any Other Night

2008-02-16T23:19:00.009-05:00

A night of surveillance turned out to be more interesting than Marissa thought it would be when a surprise shows up in her car.

This is Part 1 of the story:

Any Other Night.doc

TBC

Unexpected--A Marcus Story

2008-02-07T13:27:00.001-05:00

Unexpected.doc

How Jason and Marissa Met

2008-02-06T13:35:00.001-05:00

So people have been asking who is this Jason, what does he look like, is he going to be a staple character in Marissa's life? The answer is I have no clue.

But for the anxious fans, here's a pic of Jason. Try not to drool over yourselves.

Hey!!! I said no drooling.

Anyway, here's how they met.

Encounters.doc

*Note: The story has been edited as of 2/7/2008*

To The Point

2008-02-05T10:52:00.000-05:00

Marissa is trying to analyze the real reason for Tyler's sudden change in attitude, but she needs some help.
This is the follow-up story to Distracted.

To The Point.doc

Distracted

2008-02-01T10:59:00.000-05:00

Tyler has some decisions to make.

Distracted.doc

2008-01-25T14:46:00.000-05:00

Scenario: Bryan and Marissa are at the local FBI hangout having drinks after work.
Let's listen in on their conversation

Marissa: It's official. I'm am destined to be single for the rest of my life.

Bryan: And that's a bad thing?

Marissa: It is when you have a mother like mine who keeps calling every couple of weeks to find out if I've found a man who could tolerate my career. Secretly I think she's still hoping that Michael and I get back together.

Bryan: The Special Ops guy?

Marissa: Yeah.

Bryan: Hmmmm *raises hand to bartender* Can I get another scotch on the rocks?

Marissa: What if he was the one Anderson? What if I fucked up the destiny of my life by not marrying him? What if he was my last chance? I'm going to be thirty-three in a few months. My eggs are not going to hold out much longer?

Bryan: Your eggs? You're looking kind of crazy there Carter. Maybe you need another drink. Get a stronger one too.

Marissa: I'm not drinking. After I made a fool of myself with Santoni I've given up the joy juice. I'm sticking to this Pepsi.

Bryan: Given up drinking? You need to rethink that option. Either that or start finding a good shrink from now. In our line of work one of the requirements is alcohol. It blurs the lines of the harsh, and sometimes gruesome, reality we're faced with.

Marissa: I'll survive. Once I don't give up drinking coffee I'll be good.

Bryan: *shrugs*

Marissa: Maybe I should just have more sex.

Bryan: Call Santoni. I'm sure he can hook you up. It won't be a hardship on him.

Marissa: *narrows eyes* No! He's the last person I want in my vagina.

Bryan: I don't think your vagina would mind. That's your problem, you think too much. Just go with the flow It will be a win-win situation. It's not because he's with that chick from Admin is it? From what I hear it's just a casual thing with them.

Marissa: I don't care what's going on between them. Okay...maybe a little. But I want more than he's willing to give. I'm not into casual sex.

Bryan: Okay wait. You're not into a committed relationship, but yet still you don't want casual sex. That's kinda contradictory don't you think?

Marissa: I have standards Anderson. I can't just be out giving pussy away. I have my good girl reputation to protect. And I refuse to have a fuck buddy..."

Bryan: *mutters* Damn. There goes my chances.

Marissa: *hits Bryan on shoulder* Watch it. Partner or not I won't hesitate to kick your ass. Plus, after hearing your dating adventures I'm surprised one of those women haven't beaten you up yet or run you over with her car.

Bryan: Not my fault there's not enough of me to go around. Plus they know the deal when they agreed to sleep with me. I love women, and I refuse to settle down with just one. Funny enough it's the "good girls" like you who turn out to be the craziest ones. Why is that?

Marissa: Gee, do you think it's because they thought you were a nice decent guy and not a man-whore?

Bryan: Man-whore? *laughs* Where do you come up with these terms? Man-whore. I kinda like it *grins*

Marissa: Good grief. *rolls eyes* See? This is why I refuse to let Santoni anywhere near my vagina. You FBI guys and your egos are unbelievable.

Bryan: It's called being confident.

Marissa: Really? I thought it was called being an egotistical asshole.

Bryan: *shrugs* Potatoe, potato.

Marissa: *shakes head*

Text Message Between Tyler and Marissa

2008-01-17T13:37:00.000-05:00

Scenario: Tyler is in Virginia stuck in traffic. Marissa is on the train going to work. She sends him a text telling him “Good morning” with a smiley face after it.

Marissa: Your response to my texts are always so.....open to interpretation.

Tyler: What do you mean?

Marissa: Like the one I got this morning and you ended it by saying "Love T". I was expecting
just a “Good morning” back.Clarify that for me. What kinda love we talking bout here?

Tyler: It can be interpreted in many ways. Depending on how YOU feel about the text. I thought it was sweet that you texted me this morning. So I responded how I felt at the time. It fitted well against the chaos I was going through battling traffic this morning to go to the training camp. What do YOU think the text meant?

Marissa *rolls eyes and types back*: To me it meant you were saying "Hey, good morning to you too. You've still got a special place in my heart. And even though I've moved on you still have some importance in my life." I could be interpreting it wrong, but you did ask me what the text meant to me.

Tyler: Exactly!

Marissa: *grins* I'm good at interpretation.

Tyler:Except for the part: “…even though I've moved on.” We still have unfinished business that needs to be tended to.

Marissa: Oh oh. Is this the part where I grasp onto my good friend Denial and pretend we never had this conversation?

Tyler: Does that work for you?

Marissa: Not really...but it helps me to get through the day.

Marissa: Plus, according to Bryan I’m supposed to be staying away from you as you’re not good for my emotional health on account of you’re unstable.

Tyler: Oh really? And here I was thinking I was such a nice guy. Or is it just parts of me you find nice?

Marissa: *no response*

Marissa: *closes phone*

Marissa: *wonders why she lets Tyler bait her all the time*

Tyler: *grins at phone and closes it*

Update FLUTTER IS BACK UP!!

2008-01-16T15:08:00.003-05:00

Flutter is now back up for your reading pleasure. Yay!

I've had numerous requests to put the first full length story of Marissa and Tyler back up. So to all of you who sent death threats and threatened to work voodoo on me here you go.
You can buy and download the full story here:
Read and enjoy!
Geisha

Happy New Year From Marissa!!!!!!!!

2008-01-04T10:19:00.000-05:00

Happy New Year everyone!

Hope you guys had a good time bringing in the new year. I sure did.
Hawkins had a New Years Eve party at his place, and the gang and I had a great time. There were tons of food and the drinks were flowing. Not like I was drinking or anything. After my drunk fiasco with Tyler I kept it sober and sipped on some apple cider all night long.
Here are some pics from that night:

By then time the clock struck 12:01am Hawkins was trying to suck out the tonsils of some brunette, Newton and DeChooch were singing very off-key and slurring the words to "Auld Lang Syne", Bryan was busy with his date, a cute blond who works on Wall Street and Tyler wasn't there....much to my relief.
Why relief you ask? Because in the spirit of the New Years madness things might have gotten out of control and I would've felt things I had no business feeling, and possibly have done things that would've later come back to bite me in my ass.
No thanks.
New Year, new behaviours.
I was however ambushed by the guys later and had to fight to get away as they tried to layer me with sloppy drunk kisses and bear hugs. Sheesh....I'll be having nightmares about that for the rest of the year.

Tyler did however show up around 1:30am. By then I was getting ready to leave and drive Newton and his drunk self home(he passed out as soon as I started the car). Tyler wished everyone a "Happy New Year" and shook their hands. I didn't stick around for that though. Touching him, even to shake his hand, was beyond anything my nervous system could've handled at that time.

Anyway, that's enough of that drama. I hope you guys have a healthy, crime-free year and I will keep you guys posted on anything exciting that goes on. I'm off to finish up some reports.
--

S.A. Marissa Carter

Say What?

2007-12-15T18:40:00.002-05:00

Marissa is a little bored during a surveillance detail and recruits Bryan into distraction her. She may regret that decision.

Say what.doc

A Note From Marissa

2007-12-12T11:42:00.000-05:00

So I got this email from Kat the other day and I thought I would share it with you guys. It's uncanny how this woman knows me. Then she sends me Tyler's zodiac description....and that one...boy...that one threw me for a loop. He's the Taurus. And yes I snickered when I read "The Tramp". I mean come on...it was so on point. And that part about long relationships...ha! Obviously not all Taurus people are like that. Right? Right?

GEMINI - The Twin

Nice.
Love is one of a kind.
Great listeners.
Very Good at confusing people.
Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out. Gemini's will not take any crap from anyone.
Gemini's like to tell people what they should do and get offended easily. They are great at losing things and are forgetful.
Gemini's can be very sarcastic and childish at times, and are very nosey.
Trustworthy. Always happy. VERY Loud. Talkative. Outgoing. Very forgiving. Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. The most irresistable.

TAURUS - The Tramp

Aggressive. Loves being in long relationships. Likes to give a good fight.
Fight for what they want. Can be annoying at times, but for the love of attention. Extremely outgoing. Loves to help people in times of need. Good kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A caring person.
They can be self centered and if they want something they will do anything to get it.
They love to sleep and can be lazy. One of a kind. Not one to mess with. Are the most attractive people on earth!

Tipsy

2007-12-11T10:46:00.000-05:00

Uh oh. Seems like Marissa had a little bit too much to drink. Good thing Tyler is there to rescue her.

This is the first part to a three part story I will be doing for the Christmas Season.

So read and enjoy and don't forget to leave your comments so I will know in what direction to take the parts 2 and 3.
Happy reading!!!

Drunk story.doc

Snapshot: A Day In The Life of Marissa

2007-11-13T14:17:00.000-05:00

Hey everybody! Marissa here coming to you live from a crime scene in progress. Well not really in progress.....the suspect was taken into custody over three hours ago. But Bryan and I have been processing the scene for the past two hours;gathering up our evidence and waiting on the CSI team to arrive to get their forensic evidence.

Take a look at the pic below. That's the back of Tyler's head on the right, and that's Hawkins by the door. Don't they look intimidating? Sexy though.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, Bryan and I are waiting on the CSI team. Who at this point is annoying me to no end. Like how hard is it to come pick up some lint, spray some Luminol, collect some fingerprints and swab suspicious spots? Just because they've got a "Dr." in front of their name doesn't make them kings. Grrrrrr.

Bryan is telling me to calm down before we get a reprimand from Burger for unprofessional conduct.
Do I look like I care Bryan? Look at me. Look at me.
I've been in this filthy apartment since eight o' clock this morning. I didn't have time to get any coffee because of the early roll out for the takedown, which also meant that I didn't eat any breakfast either. Plus I think my period's coming because my stomach is cramping and I don't have any painkillers with me.

This day is a day from hell and now the CSI crew is late. I'm not in the mood! Not in the damn mood for this shit today!
What?
They're here?
Well it's about goddamn time!
I think I saw a diner a few blocks down where we can pick up some breakfast before we head back to the office.
Come on Bryan let's get our shit and roll.... what?
They forgot one of their evidence kits and want us to stay here while they go back and get it?

No! No! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

A Note From Marissa

2007-11-07T15:22:00.000-05:00

Okay people I'm here and I'm alive. According to Geisha she thinks that I should come on here from time to time to give you guys "insight" on my life. Ha! Yeah right! As if my life is even exciting. I just spent four hours staking out a suspect's house only to find out that he had gotten arrested the night before and was now holed up at Rikers on armed robbery charges. That's four wasted hours of my life that I could've been doing something meaningful and productive instead of listening to Bryan try to channel his inner Garth Brooks and see if he could implode my eardrums.

Hey! Look down there! It's Marcus! Asshole!
True he's my informal informant, and yes from time to time we talk, and yes he's been over to my house a few times bearing gifts of food when I've come home late and super tired, and maybe I'm beginning to tolerate him to the extent that I don't want to smash his face in with the butt of my gun, but that doesn't change the fact that he's still a cocky bastard and I still hate his guts.

Bryan says that I should have a heart to heart with Marcus and tell him how I really feel. To which I had to remind him that federal agents killing civilians, even drug-dealing ones, do not bode well with the Department of Justice, and I would rather shoot Marcus in the heart. He then suggested I go see the department shrink and enroll myself in Anger Management classes...as if that would help.

I think I just need time to get used to Marcus being back in my life. A thousand years should be enough. The good news is by that time I would be dead and hopefully if God comes down to Earth and defeats the Devil and his followers, Marcus would finally be dead too.

Okay, okay I know that was mean, but it kinda slipped out. Really. I swear.

That's enough of my ranting. I'm going to channel this anger into something productive. Like going down to the morgue and id a suspect suspected of being a serial rapist. It seems he picked the wrong woman this time and she sliced his dick opened like a banana. It's a must-see.
Bryan said he's going to stay back in the office and wait until I come back. Something about preserving happy thoughts when it comes to women and his penis. Whatever.

Later peeps!

Meet Marcus

2007-10-29T12:44:00.000-04:00

So in the latest chapters that I uploaded I introduced a new chracter named Marcus Grant. And since I know how you guys like faces to go with names I now present to you additional eye-candy that make up Marissa's world.

Now I don't know about you guys, but I think Bryan and Tyler has some orgasm competition here.

Sparks--Chapters 17-20

2007-10-23T09:56:00.000-04:00

Okay it's been long overdue. I know. But finally I have new chapters for you guys. So read and enjoy. Oh! Almost forgot, there is a new character that enters Marissa world. This person lets us into a bit of Marissa's past and will play a big part in her life in chapters and stories to come.

Go read the continuation of the story here: http://www.lulu.com/content/1183717

Overheard

2007-10-12T11:02:00.000-04:00

Bryan: You alright there partner? You haven't said much since we pulled out of the parking garage twenty minutes ago.

Marissa: I'm fine. Just running some things through my mind.

Bryan: Personal or work-wise?

Marissa:Personal

Bryan: Santoni?

Marissa: *sigh* Why does everything have to be about fucking Santoni? Can't it be about me sometimes? What about my wants and needs?

I'm sick of feeling the way I feel about him, when I know that he couldn't even be bothered because he's all wrapped up in Julie. I'm sick of her too. I'm sick of the both of them. What the hell is so wrong with me that he couldn't have picked me over her?

All he does is waltz in my life and say things that totally contradict what he does and then leaves me to try and figure out what the hell it really is he wants from me. I mean, come on. Would it kill him to be honest just once?

My God! When did I turn into such a pathetic loser that I am sitting here whining about my non-relationship with Tyler? I'm a federal agent for Christ sake. I am respected when I walk into a room. I am feared by criminals when I come after them. Plus I am hot and gorgeous and a very sexual person. I need sex. I need gorilla sex. Hot, sweaty gorilla sexy. I want it. I deserve it. I deserve to have an orgasm.

And I'm not going to reserve that for Santoni. Oh no. The next man I feel even slightly attracted to I'm going to pounce on him. Pounce. I'm not going to put my life on hold waiting for a man who's chosen another woman to fire up his loins. No sirree. I'm going out there and making myself available. Men want me. Men hit on me all the damn time. I am a penis magnet. It's my curse.

Bryan: Remind me never to ask you anything before you've had your coffee.

A Note From Marissa

2007-10-08T15:30:00.000-04:00

Okay, so today we had a CSI refresher course. It was alright. It was done in the kitchen of the office. Wait...let me go find a pic to post up so you can better understand the scenario.

So anyway, today's exercise was "Retrieving Evidence From A Body". Very informative. We learned about hair, fiber, skin and bodily fluids evidence.

That's DeChooch lying down on the floor behind the table, and that's me in the white garbage bag suit with the pair of tweezers in my hand picking up a strand of hair on Choochie's sleeve.

That was no easy task as he keep making faces at me and I kept losing my grip on the hair. And even though I was wearing a mask the instructor knew I was giggling furiously behind it and sternly instructed us to focus at the serious matter at hand as it can make or break our cases.
Damn Choochie!

Anyway, the scenario was that he supposedly died of natural causes, but there could've been a possiblility that he was poisoned (the plate and cup nearby).
An autopsy would have to solve that mystery, but for now our job was to recover physical eveidence from the crime scene to build out case on. Not an easy task when something like this happens in a heavy traffic area like a workplace kitchen.

The kitchen looks great though. Most days it looks like kindergarteners live in there, but I guess for this morning's exercise they wanted to make an impression.
I'll give it until 4pm before it looks like it usually does. That's why I eat my lunch at my desk.

A Note From Marissa

2007-10-04T10:32:00.000-04:00

Wow! This blog has improved since I was last here. Impressive.
Ohmigod! Is that my IM with Bryan below? How embarrassing. Is nothing scared anymore?

Anyway, Bryan and I have been away on training in Virginia. Every year we have to sharpen out tactical skills, so we go to Quantico and get put through the paces all over again.
I swear the training has gotten harder from since the last time I was there. I still have rope burns on my hands from trying to climb up that damn vertical wall. Who in the hell other than Wonder Woman could scale up that wall in two minutes? That thing was like trying to climb up Mt. Everest. Of course Bryan did it in 1 minute and 35 seconds. I hate him.

Then we had Ammunitions Training. Now I can shoot with the best of them, but this training range was ridiculous. Are paper targets supposed to be so small? What ever happened to the full body target? I have a pic. Take a look:

What the hell are those bottle pictures about? It was like being out in the old West when they did target practice using bottles. That's Bryan third from the left. I swear that man lives for shooting people. It was like he was back to his old mercenary ways. Eyes focused and squinty, face a blank mask, body posture rigid.

Meanwhile I was struggling to carry the fifty pounds on my back while trying to control the kick-back on my MP-5. No easy task I tell you. It would've been easier trying to tackle a 250lb. guy while trying to eat ice cream on a cone than trying to carry all that shit around in 95 degree weather. My hair was soaking and plastered to my head when I took my helmet off. As if I ever had good hair karma right?

But I did get good marks on everything I did. As Bryan had told me as I was about to give up after shimmying in the dirt crawling under wires all day: "The pain and frustration you're feeling now is nothing compared to when you're out on the streets with a bullet in your gut and fifteen bad guys shooting at you."

That right there was enough motivation for me. Having been shot I know that the reality of that pain is nothing to joke about.

But now we're back in the office. I have my Dunkin Donuts coffee in my hand and a croissant on my desk. There's no heat, dirt, water, mosquitoes, bunk beds, trainers yelling in your ear or five mile runs at 6am. Life is good.
Okay wait. Hold that thought. I see Tyler making his way over to my desk. Damn.

It's Real!!!!

2007-10-02T11:11:00.001-04:00

So people thought the email addresses to the characters were fake. Hmmm....

Guess again peeps. Look at what Nic got!

Hi Ms. T,
I finally get to hear from you. I must say I was flattered when Geisha told me of your interest in contacting me...it was a very nice surprise.
She also told me you are a writer, and not to be too forward, but I think women who write have an extra special something.

Geisha has also given me your blog address so I will check that out in the future.

Anyway, I'm off. Marissa is reading this over my shoulder and snickering. She's so rude. I hope to hear from you again.

Regards,
S.A. Bryan Anderson

nicbeast wrote:

Hello Bryan,
I hope this email finds you well. Please be safe and am looking forward to hearing from you.

Always,
Ms. T

IM Between Marissa and Bryan

2007-09-27T12:16:00.000-04:00

###-##-####: Hey Carter. You there?

MC204: What?

###-##-####: Got some I'm sure you're gonna want to hear.

MC204: Really? What? You found our bank robbery suspect?

###-##-####: No. Seems like Tyler's been ring shopping with Julie.

###-##-####: Frank saw them at a jewelry store on 47th yesterday.

MC204: Ring shopping? Tyler? Yeah right!

MC204: He doesn't do commitment. Frank was mistaken.

###-##-####: Don't think so. Maybe he does now.
Maybe you should ask him about it.

MC204: That's a lot of maybes.

MC204: I'm a little busy right now partner. You know? Like trying to find some bad
guys. They don't just bring themselves in you know?

###-##-####: Uh huh. Going the "no comment" route huh? :)

MC204: Don't you have more important things to do? Like coming and help me go
through some DNA reports?

###-##-####: It's Saturday

###-##-####: And unlike your workaholic ass some of us like to take advantage of out
days off

MC204: I am not a workaholic

###-##-####: Then what the hell are you doing at the office at 11:06 on Saturday
morning?

MC204: None of your damn business

###-##-####: Thought so

###-##-####: Close the folder Carter. Turn off the computer and make your way very
slowly to the elevator

MC204: I've got things to do. Like writing up the report on the Jace Jones bank robbery last week

###-##-####: We did that report last night

MC204: I'm checking it over. Don't want Burger on our ass for doing sloppy work

###-##-####: Uh huh.

###-##-####: Wait a minute. You're afraid to be alone aren't you?

###-##-####: What's the matter? Smutty Tyler thoughts pop up in your head the minute you're alone?

MC204: Shut up Anderson. Santoni and I have a work relationship. That's all.

###-##-####: Right. And I suppose last week when we came back to the office
after that shoot out with Jones at the bank he pulled you behind the SWAT
truck in the garage to console you right?

MC204: Shootouts freak me out. You know this. He was just making sure my mental
was alright.

###-##-####: Is that what you're calling your vagina now? Mental? Lol

MC204: Grrrrr

Redemption

2007-09-26T22:50:00.000-04:00

Because of the frenzy that was created when I posted Bryan's "email address" the other day and I got a lot of distraught women threatening to take my laptop and doing vile and un-godly things to me with it, I went above and beyond the call of duty(well that and the fact that I was afraid for my life),and managed to get the REAL email addresses for Bryan, Marissa and Tyler.

Here they are:

Bryan--ba4516@yahoo.com

Marissa--marissacarter185@yahoo.com

Tyler--styler78@yahoo.com

I was assured that these are their real email addresses and that if you send them mesages they will respond as soon as they can.

Also be be advised that I will be posting the emails and responses on the blogs, so try and keep the emails porno free people.

I can just hear Nic sqeeing at the top of her lungs now.

Sneak Peek

2007-09-25T14:33:00.001-04:00

I've just gotten word from Marissa that Tyler has gotten a tattoo. Yes you read right. A tattoo.

Why would he tamper with perfection? I have no idea.

Marissa being as resourceful as she is managed to sneak into the locker room and take a pic of it for us. Check it out.

Be warned ladies, your vagina might combust.

Marissa's Snapshots On The Front Line

2007-09-23T23:54:00.000-04:00

Here's a picure of the Hawkins and Newton outside Martin Shaw's home after the raid. I was somewhere along the sidelines trying to wash most of the mud off of my gear.
*Sigh*

A Note From Marissa

2007-09-20T09:53:00.000-04:00

*Looks around blog*

Hmmm...doesn't seem as scary and vile like I thought it would be.

*Puts gun away*

Hi everyone. Seeing as this blog is about me and my life I thought I would check in and make sure everything is as it should be, and I wouldn't have to get any search warrants or court orders for seizure. But so far I kinda like it.
Hey! It even has music on here. Cool!

Oh my God! Shelly's on here too.

*Looks at pic of Tyler*
*Shakes head*
Why does he always have to look so damn cute all of the time? Damn him!
Sorry. Had a momentary lapse of judgement there. Won't happen again.
*Yeah right*

Hey! Look at Bryan's pic. Such a cutie. He's just as cute in person too ladies(if you were wondering. And he smells so good all of the time). And you didn't here this from me but he's not seeing anyone right now, so any of you interested can email him at BA20@federalplaza.gov.
*Laughing to herself*
This is going to be so much fun.

Anyway, I gotta run. Gonna go poke around with Bryan at a warehouse in Queens. Seems like the owner has a thing for hoarding guns and ammo in his shipments of carpets. He better hope no MP5's fall on my foot when I ask to inspect his collection of jute rugs. Later peeps!

Oh wait! I have a couple of pictures for you guys. They were taken the day after we intercepted the ship with the container of Peng's human cargo. Bryan took the pics as I was back at the office getting chewed out by Burger for my little Wonder Woman stunt I pulled. Whatever! I saved a mother and her baby and that's all that mattered to me.

I got a week of administrative duty though. Which sucked as I missed out on the raid on Peng's store where they seized $200,000 in cash from a secret hidden room behind the register area and also found a printing press and computer software used to make fake documents for the people she smuggled into the country. The raid was all over the news afterwards and they kept showing the images of Hawkins and DeChooch leading a handcuffed Peng away. You know those two smug bastards loved every minute of it. They even posted up the newspaper article with the picture all over the office and the kitchen area.

Anyway, Bryan's paging me like crazy. I'm gone.
Enjoy the pics!

The Boys In Action!

2007-09-19T11:48:00.000-04:00

New Chapters Uploaded!!!!!

2007-09-14T23:59:00.000-04:00

http://www.lulu.com/content/1183717

Tyler and Julie....Grrrrrrrr

2007-09-14T01:09:00.000-04:00

SAC Burger

2007-09-13T11:42:00.000-04:00

Newton and DeChooch

2007-09-13T11:41:00.000-04:00

Hawkins

2007-09-13T11:40:00.000-04:00

Danny

2007-09-13T11:34:00.000-04:00

Bryan

2007-09-10T11:44:00.001-04:00

How I wish I had a partner like this *swoon*

Damn that Marissa and her luck!

Why does she always get to have all the fine men?

*POUT*

Nic is so gonna pass out when she sees this pic. *snicker*

The Moment We've All Been Waiting For!!

2007-09-08T22:32:00.001-04:00

The sequel to Flutter is up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Does a happy funky chicken dance*
Yes my pretties, go read, read, READ!!!!!!!!!!
Here's the link:
Sparks.doc

FBI special agent Marissa Carter is back in this action filled sequel to Flutter. Armed with a new attitude and a new mystery man she's taking on crime in New York City in ways that's going to shock even the laid back FBI SWAT team captain Tyler Santoni Jr. Will she be tough enough to handle the unexpected situations in both her personal and professional life, or will the pressure to perform stop this talented agent in her tracks? Find out in this new novel from the captivating author Geisha.

Pick Your Marissa

2007-09-07T13:11:00.000-04:00

This is a late addition to the Marissa photos

Tyler Getting Ready For A Takedown

2007-09-06T14:47:00.000-04:00

Somebody arrest me, cause I'm about to perform a lewd act to this pic.

*DROOL*

A Peek At Marissa's Desk

2007-09-06T14:27:00.001-04:00

Ok that is just scary. How does she even keep track of suspects and witnesses? It's a good thing she has Bryan to help her sort through that mess.....I hope.

How It All Began

2007-09-05T16:17:00.001-04:00

Rookie special agent Marissa Carter loves her job with the FBI in the New York Office. Together with her partner Danny Moyner they take on the streets of New York City.

There are a few quirks along the way. The first is the fact that her boyfriend, special agent Michael Brown wants to settle down and get married right when Marissa is in a place in her life that's the most exciting.
The second is her growing attraction to the FBI's SWAT Team bad boy Tyler Santoni Jr.

Tyler is very aware of the sexual tension between him and Marissa. A fact that he's been trying to ignore.

Having been hurt in the past Tyler is not interested in starting a relationship with Marissa as he knows she is the one person who can damage the heart he has so carefully reconstructed.

Can Tyler lower his defences and give Marissa a chance to love him? Or will he jeopardize the one good thing he has going in his life?

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26 Federal

The Art of Self-Preservation

Clandestine Meetings

The Morning After

The Risk of Happiness

Unfixable

Worth It All - Part 4

Worth It All - Part 3

Worth It All - Part 2

Worth It All

We Won!!!!!

Notice To The Fans

Snapshot: A Day In The Life of Marissa

Smoke and Mirrors

Nothing To Prove

Marcus's Story - Pt.2

A Note From Geisha

Overheard

Caught Up In The Middle-Pt.3

Caught Up In The Middle-Pt.2

Caught Up In The Middle

Unsaid

Make A Wish--Pt.2

Make A Wish

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARISSA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cross-Fire

Overheard

Surveilence Pt.2

The Tour

*Overheard*

Picky

The Meeting

Any Other Night

Unexpected--A Marcus Story

How Jason and Marissa Met

To The Point

Distracted

**Text Message Between Tyler and Marissa**

**Update** FLUTTER IS BACK UP!!

Happy New Year From Marissa!!!!!!!!

Say What?

*A Note From Marissa*

Tipsy

Snapshot: A Day In The Life of Marissa

*A Note From Marissa*

Meet Marcus

Sparks--Chapters 17-20

Overheard

*A Note From Marissa*

*A Note From Marissa*

It's Real!!!!

IM Between Marissa and Bryan

Redemption

*Sneak Peek*

Marissa's Snapshots On The Front Line

*A Note From Marissa*

The Boys In Action!

New Chapters Uploaded!!!!!

Tyler and Julie....Grrrrrrrr

SAC Burger

Newton and DeChooch

Hawkins

Danny

Bryan

The Moment We've All Been Waiting For!!

Pick Your Marissa

Tyler Getting Ready For A Takedown

A Peek At Marissa's Desk

How It All Began

Overheard

Text Message Between Tyler and Marissa

Update FLUTTER IS BACK UP!!

A Note From Marissa

A Note From Marissa

A Note From Marissa

A Note From Marissa

Sneak Peek

A Note From Marissa