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Kirkus Hammettus
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Re: Special Agent Hammett to the Rescue
yayee! i got my fix! damn good chapter! yea what ARE those peoples problems?!?!?!
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I'm not over exaggerating.
Watching a 56k video won't hurt you. I'm on dial-up so I have absolutely no sympathy for high speed users who complain, haha. Just watch the god damn videos, lol. If I can watch them and make out faces just fine, so can you :-P. But hey, I'm just giving you a hard time, lol. Not mad or ****.
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It may not have been the most romantic of situations, but the isolation from the people in the town brought us closer together, actually. Since it seemed like Us versus Them the whole time, it actually worked out for the better!
I seriously considered proposing to Kirk, right there and then. But I stopped myself from rushing into a marriage when I'd only been with him for a few months, was only 24, and most importantly, hadn't prayed over it carefully.
The other thing that was holding me back, of course, was that this would be his third marriage. He had married Rebecca back in December 1987 and divorced her in late 1990. The woman had disappeared off the face of the earth after that. I had done what I could, out of curiosity, to trace her. She had obviously either remarried or changed her name to something else, because the only Rebecca Hammetts that came up in my search didn't fit into the picture in some way shape or form (too old, too young, in the Navy for 15 years, etc).
So who knew who she was. When the time came maybe Kirk would open up about it, and if not, who cared - she obviously wasn't a threat!
Then of course he'd been married to Lani. but this hadn't ended in divorce, so it wasn't his fault. She couldn't help dying.
But Marriage Number Three certainly rattled my bones a little . . .
So I held off on the proposal. I decided to wait until he went on tour and came back, then take things from there.
The trip to Hawaii was great other than the people acting weird, of course. But it didn't deter us from wanting to back because we didn't feel like there was any danger present.
I continued going to the studio with Kirk as they continued recording Load. Christmas rolled around, and Kirk decided that he wanted to get a tattoo.
"What kind are you getting?" I asked him, curiously.
"Probably on my stomach," he replied. "I'll surprise you. But it won't be anything graphic or crazy, I promise."
"Very well," I giggled.
"What about you, baby, would you ever get a tattoo?"
"Oh, no way, I'm too ticklish," I replied. That was the truth. But I didn't tell him the other truth - that the Bible forbade it in the book of Deuteronomy!
But it didn't bother me that he was getting a tattoo. Besides, the book of Deuteronomy was in the Old Testament, and those traditions and laws were for the Israelites way back then. They weren't for modern people living in San Francisco, surely!
Kirk ended up getting on that said "Made in San Francisco" and his date of birth underneath it. It was weird, but I must say it was certainly original!
He was full of surprises. And as we moved into the year 1996, he announced that he was getting his hair cut.
I told him that he would be gorgeous no matter what. I must say that, however, as I watched him get it cut and his curly locks fell to the floor, I was a little bit unnerved!
He still looked hot, though. I told him that I loved his new look and meant every word.
James, Jason and Lars cut their hair too. Windemere commented that she was glad James had gotten rid of his mullet!
When the album was finished, I made arrangements to work at SFPD again. Chief Hemmings was happy that he was getting "the corporal working for that rich young man" back out on the road again.
Kirk seemed concerned, however. "Are you going to be okay, in this house all alone?" he asked me.
"I'll be fine! I've got Flo, Brian, and Rory for company," I told him. Besides, we hadn't heard from Marva in months. The cult had moved north, up through Oregon and Washington, and were currently terrorizing Canada.
I kissed Kirk goodbye on a cold March day and wished him luck on the tour. I wished I could go with him, but I had made a promise to Chief Hemmings. I still had a mission to serve the city.
Of course I missed him like crazy. It was funny sleeping alone again. But playing around with his guitars was step number one to feeling closer to him. Another thing I liked to do was go into the room he had put aside for his horror memorabilia and toys. When I walked into the room I could feel his presence all around me. All these horror toys were just so Kirkish.
I found a place to continue my musical talents, too. Trinity Baptist Church needed a drummer for their band, and I immediately volunteered my service. Sometimes I wished that I had a band that was famous and toured worldwide like Kirk's so that we could share that in common. But I knew deep down inside that God had put me on this earth to protect him, and this was the career that He had designated for me.
Of course, little did I know how much more it would save Kirk's life.
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The months dragged on, but I threw myself into the work I was destined for. I participated in giving seminars for the police department. I was active in two of them - one for women to prevent rape, and another that involved going school to school to dissuade kids from ever taking drugs.
To my surprise and alarm, both of them made me worry about Kirk. Was he giving in to the whims of the groupies, or engaging in illegal narcotics? The worry nagged me, but we talked every day on the phone while the tour was still in America.
I didn't ask him straight out. But I brought up the subjects gently, one at a time.
"Calista, I love you. I would never be unfaithful to you. The days of passing around herpes backstage are over. And pot? I've stopped that crap. You're a cop, and I respect that."
I trusted him, and these words brought relief to my heart.
"I love you too, baby," I told him with all my soul.
I stopped worrying and got on with my seminars, patrolling the streets, and playing drums at Trinity Baptist Church. I couldn't help but envy Francesca, James's girlfriend, or Rachel, Jason's girlfriend, since they got to go on tour with them. But I had a purpose and a mission, and I knew that being in separate places due to occupation was not a bad thing.
I had that big old house all to myself. Of course, Kirk did not have a cook, and I was horrible at cooking, so I had to eat out each night. But Kirk's salary and my own combined kept me solid enough to eat out every day just fine (I didn't have the heart to bug Brian and Flo since they had enough work to do).
Of course I knew Kirk and I were going to have to discuss salary. I mean, if we were going steady, was there any point of him paying me to protect him? Wasn't it an obligation now, out of love? But these complications could be arranged once he came back from tour. He still sent me checks in the mail for guarding his house!
But then, one night about two months before he was due back, I got a funny phone call one night on Kirk's landline.
"You're not out of the woods yet, *****."
The words were cold and dry, like somebody stepping on leaves in the woods. Then, like a coward, they hung up.
I had saved the tape and took note of the date and time, but didn't take it much seriously other than that. I was due to start my shift in an hour, and I simply got into my patrol vehicle (which I was allowed to keep at the house while serving during Kirk's absence) and sped off into the night, ready to clear the streets of scum and decay.
I ended up arresting a member of the cult that had apparently gone back to San Francisco to retrieve weapons. We found the location that the weapons were being held in, and cleared the location out.
But after the threat and apprehension of a cult member in the area, I couldn't help but wonder what Kirk and I personally were up against.
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Re: Special Agent Hammett to the Rescue
i woudl give you Karma but the damn 24hour rule! good update, you got me waiting on tenterhooks!
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First time for almost two weeks that I take the time to really be on all the forums I'm usually on. But just to let you know, I'm feeling a LOT better now. 
Nice update of course! 
