Yes, I know I said it would be a while before I wrote another story - and there's still a ton of stuff waiting to be done around my house - but when I saw that the challenge was a SHOWER challenge... how could I stay away? So....

Kentucky Rain
Chapter One
~~~~~~~~~

Seven lonely days and a dozen towns ago
I reached out one night and you were gone
Don't know why you'd run, what you're running to or from
All I know is I want to bring you home

So I'm walking in the rain, thumbin' for a ride
On this lonely Kentucky backroad
I've loved you much too long; my love's too strong
To let you go, never knowing what went wrong.

Chet sighed deeply as he stood looking at the gas station time forgot. It’s pumps didn’t know what a credit card was and the numbers that counted the gallons pumped were far from the LCD readouts he was used to. For the fiftieth time that day he cursed the circumstances that had him traipsing from one pathetic, forgotten town to the next, searching for something he was afraid he’d never find. She didn’t even want him to find her.

Scuffing his boots against the concrete curb, he knocked yesterday’s mud from them… ‘gotta make more room for today’s mud’, he thought glumly. At last the ancient pump finished it’s job and he jammed the nozzle back into it’s resting place. With a glance at the grizzled man who’d said exactly two words to him since picking him up 45 minutes ago…‘Where to?’. Chet shuffled off toward the office, wondering what sort of sub-human manned this relic of a business.



'Five, six… seven, eight, nine… ten… eleven, twelve'… Sue’s eye’s blurred and she gave up trying to count the bills being thumbed through by the miscreant on the video. The quality was horrible. Tara’s usual magic hadn’t worked on it and Jack had apologized to no end when he handed it to her to scrutinize. “Just do the best you can. If you can’t get anything, I’ll talk to them. They can’t expect miracles.”

“Not from me anyway; they need to go to a higher source for that.” Screwing her mouth at an angle and giving him a ‘don’t you pity me?’ look she’d taken the DVD and sequestered herself in the conference room for the rest of the afternoon, trying to make out words from mouths that were little more than a blob of pixels. Now it was five ‘til five and she could feel the ache behind her eyes growing… time to stop.

The door inched open and then held it’s position, allowing the person behind it to watch her unobserved for a few seconds. When she punched a button and the light from the monitor in front of her faded away, Jack eased in and leaned against the wall. Her head was down, eyes closed and fingers at her temples, trying to ease the tension stored up there. Glancing at his watch, he tried to remember what time it had been when he gave her the DVD and she’d disappeared behind the paneled door. Two? Two, fifteen maybe? And here it was quitting time… even teenage boys playing video games would have taken a break or two to raid the ‘fridge in that amount of time, but she’d kept at it. He should have checked on her earlier, but his duties had way-laid him…

He leaned toward the table and knocked on it sharply, causing it to vibrate under her elbows. She started; her eyes flying open, but she said nothing… only giving him a reproachful look.

Sorry. You left Levi with L-u-c-y.

“He gets restless in here, locked away from everyone. Did you need me?”

His nostrils flared slightly and his eyes narrowed a bit as he seemed to give the question careful consideration before he lifted a hand and gestured toward the monitor. “Just wondering if you were able to get anything off the video…”

“A few words, and we know money changed hands, but that‘s about it. When they faced the camera I could read them some, but most of the time they were turned away and the video is so fuzzy…”

“Don’t worry about it. I spoke to the sheriff’s department while you were looking at it and I told them not to expect much.”

“But those girls… if I could read the video, we might have learned something…”

“I know. But we’re expecting more video tomorrow, and I told them they’ve got to do better this time. Fortunately for us, these guys seem to be happy to stay in one spot for the time being.”

Sue blew out a long breath and rubbed her eyes with a forefinger and thumb. “I hope so.”

He was across the room and his hands on her shoulders before he realized he was moving. Curling his fingers into the tensed muscles on either side of her neck, he steadied her when the inevitable startled jump came. Before she had a chance to pull away, he began moving his thumbs in a circle, softly pushing into her flesh and easing the tightness. She slumped forward slightly and in a matter of seconds he heard a jittery breath escape her, followed by a half moan - half sigh. Her head lolled forward, giving him better access to her neck and he happily took the offering, parting her hair and sliding his fingers to rest against each side; working his thumbs up and down methodically.

For a time, she moved her shoulders and rocked her head side to side, trying to aid his efforts, but now she stilled and he heard her breathing even out as she became suspiciously still. He leaned over, trying to see her face but a curtain of hair covered it so he was forced to pull it back gently. “Sue?”

Her eyes had drifted shut, lulled by his rhythmic ministrations, but they flew open when his finger brushed her cheek and she flushed guiltily. “Jack? Oh, I’m sorry. I… I…”

“It’s OK.” But she wasn’t watching him, her embarrassment too great to face him.

Jack clamped a hand around her upper arm and waved the other hand, finally bringing her apologies to an end. “It’s OK…Come on, I‘ll spring for pizza and then it‘s home and bed for you.”

“But m-o-o-o-o-m...”

Pulling her to her feet, he scrunched his eyes and jerked a thumb toward his chest. “Go ahead… mock me, I can take it. I’m secure in my masculinity.”

Sue grinned and began circling her chest with her hand. “Sorry Jack, I just meant you don’t have to watch out for me. I’m fine, really.”

“I was kidding.” He leaned close and teased her with his eyes. “ And I know you’re OK, but you’re also tired, and so am I. So let’s grab a bite and pick this back up tomorrow.”

A troubled expression crossed her face at his words. “What if these girls don’t have ‘til tomorrow…?”

YeeeeeHaaaw! I'm so excited! A New kmt123 story! So Tina, can we expected to be S.O.A.Ked before this little story is over with? Kim asks hopefully

Kim

I guess that would be alright.



You've got me hooked!

Paula

Tina... I'm very happy you joined the challenge... Will you give new meaning to G.U.E.S.S. or S.O.A.K.E.R. or S.S.A. ?


Okay... what's the case???

Woo Hoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm SO glad to see you joining the challenge, and another story from you!! Oh, what I wouldn't give for a shoulder massage from Jack.

More soon, please?

Another Tina's story with a possibility of

Tere

Great beginning. Love it!! Can't wait to read more.

- RSL

Oh super Great!!! A story from Tina!!!
Now, you got me hooked with...

So what's next??


Really?? I never thought...
Josy

Hmmm



Shower challenge is just as irresistable to you as a jelly donut is to Levi...

Sound about right?

Sue is so lucky to have Jack give her a neck rub that is.

I was so excited that you had started a story that I begged my husband to call his mother so that I could read your story - I knew I'd have PLENTY of time to savor every word . . .

SERIOUSLY - I wondered how long it would take you to enter THIS challenge! The story is starting out great, and your PG17 rating makes me know that the shower scene will be good and steamy (pun intended . . . ). Maybe by the end of this story, you'll be awarded your bachelor's or master's degree in SOAKing.

Jack's rubbing Sue's sore neck and she doesn't seem accustomed to such treatment, so we can expect a little tension there (of the kind we all love!) . . . there are girls missing . . . this Chet guy . . . hmmm?

Love it, can't wait for more . . . don't supposed there will be more tonight???? Anyway - thank you, thank you, thank you for starting another story!!

You know when I read Spring Showers as the challenge title I was thinking of rain, but now I'm wondering if Kentucky has some hot springs with perhaps nature made showers. It would prove to be interesting...

Tina has entered the "Shower" Challenge...and you pulled me in pronto with this Chet character searching for his love. I'm so glad the song wasn't referring to Jack and Sue.
And after hunching over my laptop all evening, trying to catch up on reading, and being waylaid for an hour when my brother called wanting to talk about a family squabble that seems to have reared its ugly head, I could sure use one of those massages Jack is giving out! Do you think you could arrange that Tina? I would be forever grateful!

Lynn

Sorry, just a little excited to see this here! I was wondering if you could resist the lure of a....well, I don't need to say the obvious! Great start -- divine massage. I have a crick in my neck and shoulders from reading at the computer...could you send Jack over please?

kav

I wondered if you would be able to stay out of the water!
Sounds like an exciting case and I can't wait to see where it goes and I'm sure there will be lots of shower opportunites - right!

You know... I could really use a massage right now...

Tina, I was hoping that you couldn't stay away!

Now, I just need something to on while I wait.

I'm so excited you joined the challenge. Great start! Can't wait for more.

I didn't think you'd be able to resist a shower challenge.

I am thrilled to see you've started another story.

One of your stories and Spring Break! What could be better????

Tina, I was wondering how long it would take you to "get your feet wet"!! I knew it was a foregone conclusion that you could'nt resist!! And, boy, am I glad of that!!!

Chet seems very interesting and I can't wait to hear his story!! And, poor Sue, trying to read bad tapes - but Jack is right there to take care of her!! It looks like you have brought us in to a time right around the last episode of the series - still dancing around each other!! I love that because that means we are going to be able to watch all the delicious developments as they occur!!!

Joy

I love that you couldn't resist a "shower" challenge. It's like someone dared you to write a shower story!

Em

Tina!

I know, it was like a moth to a flame. (Fortunately, water doesn't singe your wings.) Thanks for climbing on board the ship guys. I have no real clue where it will take us - other than to my home state. WELCOME! It's still pretty chilly here, better bring a sweater...




Kentucky rain keeps pouring down,
And up ahead's another town that I'll go walking through
With the rain in my shoes, searchin’ for you
In the cold Kentucky rain, in the cold Kentucky rain.

Showed your photograph to some old gray bearded men
Sitting on a bench outside a general store
They said "Yes, she's been here"
But their memory wasn't clear.
Was it yesterday? No, wait the day before.

Charles, the ‘sub human’ gas station clerk, turned out to be very bright, personable, and eager to talk. Running the gas station was simply a means to an end - that being to save enough money for his first car - but he saw no reason not to make the most of his situation.

“Help you sir?” His friendly tenor sing-songed it’s way toward his customer as he crossed over the threshold.

Chet inclined his head toward the faded blue ‘89 Chevy truck and it’s lone grizzled occupant. “Gas”.

“You bet, can I get you anything else?”

“Nah, just the gas.”

“OK, that’ll be $38.82.”

Throwing the bills on the counter, Chet pulled a dog-eared photo from his pocket and flipped it around toward the chipper clerk. “Happen to see this girl around here?”

Charles finished fishing out the change from the cash register and then turned his attention to the crumpled photo. The girl smiling back at him was young, blonde, and attractive with a ‘girl next door’ sort of beauty. Blue eyes? No… more like green. She did look familiar…

“I’m not sure. Would she have been through in the last couple of days?”

‘Not sure? Good grief, it isn’t like there’s a bevy of blondes passing through this forsaken place every day for him to get her confused with.'

“Probably, but it could have been as much as a week ago.” It sounded lame to his own ears, but there was no way he could be sure. He wasn’t even sure he was headed in the right direction since losing her trail around that time.

“Well, there was a girl in here yesterday that could have been her. I was talking to the guys with her and didn’t really see her face.”

“Guys?”

“Yeah, there were two guys with this girl. Not her then?”

Time for lame answer number two. “Ummm, I don’t know. What was she wearing?”

“Oh gosh, let’s see… jeans I think, and a sweater over a t-shirt.”

“Dark blue sweater with a hood and red stripes on the sleeves?” Chet put a hand to his bicep to indicate where the stripes were located.

“Yeah, it was blue and red, and I think it did have a hood now that you mention it.”

This was as close as he had come all week and now that he had a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t sure what to do next. If it was her, why would she be with two guys? Reasoning told him she‘d caught a ride with them, but he didn‘t like it all the same.

“The guys she was with… did she act like she knew them very well? Call them by name or anything?”

Charles puffed a breath and made a face. “Not that I remember. I don’t think she said anything, to tell you the truth. I remember her looking at the, umm, feminine products. She only passed by me when she came in and left.”

“Which way did they head?”

“Didn’t see. The truck was headed west when they pulled in, but I didn’t watch ‘em leave.”

“What kind of truck?”

“Man, are you a cop or something?”

Chet blinked, unprepared for the question. If he thought it would help him get the information he needed, he‘d have lied in an instant, but he doubted he would pass for a cop if the boy just looked at him good and he didn‘t need to add any trouble to his life by impersonating a officer of the law. “No. She’s my girlfriend, or at least she was. I’ve been looking for her for a couple of weeks.”

Charles, being the bright young man he was, detected the tremor in the man’s voice and the way his eyes shifted away. “She in trouble?”

Again, Chet had no real answer, only the feeling in his gut that kept him looking for her. “I’m not sure.”

~~o~~

“D?” Jack slid to a stop in front of his supervisor’s office, letting Sue continue on toward the bullpen. “What’re you still doing here?”

“Couldn’t I ask you the same thing?”

“I’m leaving, I just had to pull Sue away from that video from Huntington. You should go home too; like I told her, this will be here waiting for us tomorrow.”

“That was before I got a call from Sheriff Ridder. They sighted the suspects about an hour ago moving west; he thinks they’ve moved across the state line… into Kentucky.”

“Across state line… if it wasn’t a federal case to begin with, it is now.”

D nodded and pitched his pen on the pile of papers in front of him. “Only if we get some concrete evidence.”

“Sue‘s trying D.”

Strong brown fingers rubbed across his chin as D nodded. “Yeah, I know. Listen, I was going to talk to you first thing tomorrow, but since you here... I’m sending you and Sue… Tara and Bobby too.”

Jack hitched brow up and tilted his head. “Four of us? Sue and I can coordinate with the local office; you think they need Bobby and Tara too?”

“I’ll be joining you myself to handle coordination, I want all of you out tracking these guys. Myles will stay here for the time being; he‘s got the Miller case to finish up, but I may call him in after that.”

There was more anxiety in D’s voice than there had been up to this point and Jack’s intuition was making noise in the back of his mind. Until now, there hadn’t been enough to go on to warrant this kind of involvement. The case had been handled by various districts, each brought in as the two suspects moved from county to county, and Sue’s talents had been sought out when the video footage gathered from various sources along the way showed absolutely nothing to implicate them further than the fact that they'd been spotted in every location where a girl had gone missing and they had footage of them talking to two of them. The thought was that perhaps Sue could read something incriminating. The two had holed up just outside of Huntington, where they’d been for the last four days and the local authorities had teamed with the FBI to supply disc after disc of blurry video surveillance.

“D… what did Ridder say?”

Staring at the pen on his desk, D’s nostrils flared and his lips curled menacingly. “They had a girl with them when they were spotted. Looks like they may have their next victim.”

*******

Looks like the team isn't the only ones looking for this girl. I hope they find her...safe and sound. In the meantime, Jack and Sue in Kentucky holds so much promise...so many possibilities...so many ways to get SOAKed! And since D is also sending Bobby and Tara, maybe Tara can keep Bobby occupied enough not to interupt!

Tina, I'm so glad you joined in the challenge!

Kim

Jack, Sue, Bobby, and Tara . . . all in God's country! Do you think they'll make it to the Western part of the state? Really, I think there would be some great places for bad guys to hide out in the Land Between the Lakes area . . . I could help them . . . really, I could . . .

Still wondering about Chet and the girl. Is he a good guy, or a bad guy? Unfortunately, now all I can think about are Jack and Sue coming to MY neck of the woods!! I'm not worried about there being a shower scene - there are lots of waterfalls, lakes, rivers, caves, dirt (which requires the kind of showers everyone clamors for), so, knowing you, Tina, I think you'll find a way . . .

Thanks for a wonderful story!!!!

The fantastic four (Sue, Tara, Jack and Bobby) to the rescue!!

Hope they can find the girl

Tere

Ohhhhhh! Now we know poor Chet does have a lot to be worried about....from a couple of serial killers. Well, I'm guessing their killers, since the girls all went missing. This is not good.

On the upside? A ROAD TRIP!!!!
With Jack/Sue and Bobby/Tara!

Whew....per chance, will this involve a Romantic Outstanding Amazing Dousing?

Lynn

I get the feeling that our team and Chet are going to come together at some point, and maybe they can help each other!! I always think of D as the cool one, and when he is uneasy I get very uneasy!! They've got to catch these guys and fast!!!

Regina, I think that's why Tina picked Kentucky for her story!! She knows where all the water is!!!

Joy

Wowzers! Don't you just love that word? It's my new favourite...for all of about five minutes, so for now it's my highest compliment. This case is going to be intense and I love the way you're pulling us into it...and I just have to say it: Road trip!

kav

I'm a little wary of this Chet character. I'm not getting any positive vibes from this guy, but then again, I'm not getting any negative ones, either.





It's guess it's only a matter of time before no one will be able to construct a sentence without using at least one 'shower-related' acronym.

I can't wait.

Paula

Why do I have the feeling we're very, very far from a shower scene?

Oh wow! I just caught up! This is gonna be sooooo good! Road trip came to my mind too!

Donna

I'm with Paula... there's something about Chet I don't like but I can't put my finger on it... but then again there's something that I like about him. It's weird!

Loving it Tina! Definately can't hate a road trip!

I love when they travel!

Em

I'm soooooooooooooooo glad you started a challenge story -- although you stole the song I was toying with. *fake pout*

Ya know, if Jack and Sue are coming to our neck of the backwoods, my town is in a very convenient location -- close to everything (including some very strange people.... you and I excluded, of course ). I have a guest room they're welcome to ... but it's only got a twin bed. Hmmm...

Ok! I have a solution... my husband can take the couch. Sue can have the guest room, and Jack can stay with me

*Ahem* sorry -- I lost myself there for a moment. What was I doing?.... Oh yes... commenting on your ropes-me-in-right-from-the-start beginning to your story!!! Please, ma'am ... can I have some more?

Cool...road trip!! And I bet it will be bumpy

Chet?? I am noit sure either about him...
Can't wait for more
Josy

You guys are a suspicious lot. Wonder why that is?? Couldn't be because we've had every kind of low-down, dirty-rotten, scoundrel on this board trying to wreak havoc on our team and the world in general... could it? Give poor Chet a chance - I named him after Chet Atkins, and Chet Atkins would have NEVER done anything shady... 'cept maybe steal a guitar lick or two.

Chapter Three
~~~~~~~~~

Finally got a ride, with a preacher man who asked,
"Where you bound on such a cold, dark afternoon?"
As we drove on through the rain, as he listened I explained
And he left me with a prayer that I'd find you.

Kentucky rain keeps pouring down,
And up ahead's another town that I'll go walking through
With the rain in my shoes, searchin’ for you
In the cold Kentucky rain, in the cold Kentucky rain…


“D’s worried isn’t he?”

“That doesn’t mean you should stay here and not eat.” Jack cast her a look that would have withered criminals and signed for Levi to push the ‘down‘ elevator button.

“But I could finish that video…”

“Sue… you said yourself it was unreadable.”

“But I didn’t get all the way through it; the rest might be better.”

“But Tara did, and she said the whole thing was iffy at best.”

“But…”

“But nothing!” He braced the elevator door open with an elbow and faced her. “There’s nothing you can do tonight. You need to rest or you won’t be able to help them at all. You know, I’m beginning to think you don’t like my company.”

“You know that’s not true.”

“Do I? We haven’t had dinner after work in at least a month.” He had been teasing, but as he asked his next question, he realized he was extremely interested in her answer. “Why is that?”



The car sped past, spewing Chet with a heavy shower of mud and water. Ever since the old man behind the wheel of the faded Chevy had abruptly pulled over and pointed toward the door a half a mile back, the heavens had opened and the monsoons had begun. He didn’t even know what he’d done to deserve his sudden eviction from the truck. They’d just cleared the city limits of the last tiny burg when the old man had jarred him awake by hitting the brakes and had ejected him without ceremony, immediately triggering enough rain to make Noah think about brushing up on his cubits.

Twenty minutes later he succeeded in thumbing down another ride, this time with a decidedly more talkative old man who waved him into the car and even offered him a towel that had been doing duty as a make-shift cover over a worn spot on the back seat.

“Where you heading son?” Faded blue eyes twinkled still, though the man had to be in his eighties, and the wrinkles on his face served to make him seem more elf than human. He’d introduced himself as simply ‘Newman’ and then turned his attention to finding out about his rider. Chet, a talkative person by nature, found the man’s genuine interest impossible to resist and before long the story poured out of him. He told him pretty much everything, from how he and Kristie had met, to how her father had kicked her out when he found out they’d become intimate, to her confusing behavior the two weeks before she’d disappeared without a word. They’d had a fight the night before, and every time he recalled the blowup, he wondered what he was missing. It had been about absolutely nothing as far as he could tell; Kristie had been even more foul tempered than usual and when he’d said something about how he missed his “old girlfriend” her anger reach new heights. He tried to explain that he meant the ‘old Kristie’ who was full of life and loved to laugh, but she just got angrier and ended up slamming the bedroom door in his face. He had slept on their old ratty couch, avoiding the two broken springs half the night and finally falling into a deep sleep sometime in the early morning. She was gone when he woke up, and he‘d been looking ever since.



He climbed from the car with a wave to Newman; sorry to be parting company with the aging minister. They’d been traveling together for only a couple of hours; time enough to take them from one state to another, and more than enough for Chet to fall under the kindly man’s spell so that it was easy to imagine he’d known him for a lifetime. He’d learned of Emily, Newman’s wife of forty-two years who had ‘gone to be with her maker’ only a few months before, and of his four grown children and nine grandchildren. Chet had swallowed thickly when Newman promised to keep him and Kristie in his prayers, the gesture touching him more than he knew how to show.

He watched the car pull away slowly, letting the rain run down his face before hurrying into yet another gas station where he stood dripping on the gray carpeted matt just inside the door. A TV flickered behind the counter, keeping the young clerk engrossed; he didn’t even bother to look up as Chet squeaked his way toward the soft drinks occupying the wall of coolers at the back of the store. Grabbing a cola and pack of snack crackers, he squeaked back and waited until the antithesis of Charles decided he needed to wait on him so he’d go away.

“That it?” He slung his hair out of his eyes as he stood up, leaving the TV sound up too high.

“That’s it.” Chet’s hand hovered over his pocket, wondering if it would do him any good to show the picture this time. Unless Kristie had been on TV, he doubted the boy would have noticed her. Pulling the worn photo out once again, he was about to flip it around to show the disinterested youth when something about the TV news show caught his interest.

A young reporter stood along side a uniformed man, then the picture changed to show a truck matching the one Charles had described that morning. The one that might be carrying Kristie away from him.

I like Chet... he sounds like a decent young man looking for his little sweetheart

Hey, I never said anything about Chet being a baddy.....

And I love Chet Atkins too! He sure can pick a guitar!

And we know for sure now Chet is just a lovestruck young man....hmmm....I wonder if Kristie is pregnant and that is what was causing her mood swing.
And she's been gone for two weeks? And now he is watching a news clip, that includes the truck she was riding in, about.....what? Not about a girl being murdered. Oh, I'm gonna go
until the team can get there and find her.

Speaking of the team....now, I want to know why Jack and Sue haven't had dinner together after work in almost a month! That's atrocious!

Lynn ****we need a glaring smilie, her feet apart, hands on hips***

Hmmmm. I guess we're just a suspicious lot by nature! So we know Chet is just looking for his missing love, and Sue hasn't been out to dinner with Jack in at least a month, according to Jack, who seems to be keeping count . . . I'm sure Sue has been, too . . .(Regina's squealing with delight over the fact that Jack is concerned . . . !)

Can't wait for more!!!!!!!!

Great story! I'm hooked!

I can't help but be suspicious, heck, I don't even trust myself sometimes.


Yeah, Tina. Why is that?

Paula

I'm so glad that you joined the challenge! I'm really enjoying the story so far. Love this Chet character. (I have a feeling I'm going to like him even more by the end of the story). You have my interest peaked with Jack and Sue! I mean why have our favorite duo not been eating together??? Finally, I love the flow of the story.....keeps us on our toes and is extremely descriptive without giving away too much. Let's just say that I'll be waiting for your updates! Can't wait to read more!

Every time you post, I just find myself wanting more. I'm liking Chet already, too.

Can you really blame us for being suspicious? I mean, we can't help it! It's a bad epidemic that's been floating around this board since it's been opened!

I'm warming up to Chet, though! But it's Kristie that I'm worried about.

An entire MONTH!!!! W H Y !!!!

well, I think that Chet only wants his girlfriend back, and he is sad and worried

Go Tina!!

Tere

Yeah, and with your latest story you're quite the carrier, Linny! You ought to be quarantined!!!!! You've already infected Mjasd and look what happened, Jack got stolen. Now, you're trying to infect Tina? I just hope our team has been immunized!



Lynn

Why haven't they had dinner together in a month????

Em

I wouldn't be so suspicious if I hadn't liked characters before and then found out that they were the murderers!! Although, with Chet, I do seem to be leaning toward he's a good guy!! I hope he's a good guy!!!

May we have a little more on why Sue seems to be avoiding Jack???

Joy

I deny nothing...

Ditto here!! We are suspicious...by nature I guess ;0)

A whole month...no lunch together?? Pfffttt...been too long guys!!
Josy