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Los Angeles
„SAM! Come on get out!” Luke urged his daughter on that was on the phone with little Olga… as soon as Sam had been out of the plane she had called the Russian girl that was still staying in Miami with her family for another week.
Not that Luke minded that they talked with each other and kept their friendship up but… did they have to do that at 10 PM at night when they had just arrived in LA after flying there directly after the cruise? He himself felt like crying… damn it was so hard to let his lovers go… Deckard and Owen to England and Pitch to Germany… all three of them where over the big pond again and unreachable for him if it came to something else than the phone… damn he hated it…
“Coming dad!” Sam said and climbed out of the car… without hanging up with Olga of coarse… She just went straight inside and let him stand there… with both of their luggage…
Luke just rolled his eyes and picked his daughters luggage up together with his own… wasn’t like he couldn’t carry it all together…
He didn’t feel like washing it now though… and just dropped it as soon as the door of the garage was closed behind him… then he just sat on the couch and starred out of window across from him… Sam was in her room now talking to Olga… and he was left alone to mourn the loss of his lovers in peace…
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London
I love my sister… I love my sister… I love my sister… Owen Shaw feverishly thought while he collected his luggage on London Heathrow airport after just getting off their international flight from Miami and got his ear chewed off by his BELOVED sister Hattie about some… thing… she saw in the onboard catalogue of the plane… he didn’t even know WHAT she was talking about… he didn’t pay much attention… he didn’t want to…
He sighed… and just nodded, pretending to be attentive, while for real he just wanted her to shut up and leave him alone… he was sulking… his Girlfriend wasn’t there, his boyfriend wasn’t there and his little boy and his little buddy weren’t either… and he readily admitted that he missed Sam too… his boyfriends daughter had grown on him tremendously during the cruise… and he loved her with all of his might… just like his lovers… He sighed… it was what it was… now all of them where apart until they would see each other again… he just hoped it wouldn’t take THAT long this time…
“… you even listening to me?” Hattie asked him with a raised eyebrow.
“No.” He replied dryly.
“Thought so… come on… mom is at customs to collect the cats…” Hattie rolled her eyes after she realized now too that Owen was not in the mood for anything.
Deckard just shook his head behind the two… took Hattie long enough to realize that Owen wasn’t paying attention at all… at least she hadn’t even tried to talk to him… his sheer brutal aura, that he didn’t hold back at all right now kept EVERYONE well away from him… he just wanted to go home and be alone… maybe crawl into a corner and weep a bit… god he missed Luke and Pitch… and Sam… weirdly enough he even missed Blanche and kept catching himself looking for him and why he wasn’t barking up a storm somewhere…
“Ahm… guys?... what is mom looking for so startled???” Owen said frowning deeply and pulled him out of his thoughts… Deckard and Hattie immediately looked up and over to their mother… that for real was turning around franticly…
“No clue… but we better find out… Mom never looks so… agitated…” Hattie said with a bright pink question mark above her head… and concerned in a split second. Deckard and Owen both nodded determined… and already prepared themselves to protect their mother and sister from any possible threat… whatever it was that their mother was looking for… it scared her… and Magdalene Shaw was NEVER scared!
The siblings went over to their mother as swifly as they could without running… if there was any danger they didn’t need to alert whoever it was to them more…
“Mother? What’s wrong?” Deckard asked as soon as they arrived with her.
“He… he is gone! He is gone! Deckard! He is not here!” Magdalene said while franticly looking around for someone.
“Ahh… who is gone?” Owen asked blinking confused.
“Noodle! He isn’t in his cage! Owen! He must have escaped from his cage! Oh my baby! Where is he? We have to find him! He is still so little!” Magdalene fretted… and gave all three of her children a heart attack… oh jesus… the kitten was missing!
“Oh. My. God. DECKARD! We have to find him! What if something…!” Hattie turned to her oldest brother with wide worried eyes… Owen just turned to him with the same expression of deathly worry and urgency…
“I know! Hattie! You stay with mom and look here! I run back to the gate and see if he might be in the plane still! Owen! Run to customs and ask them if they maybe found him in the cargo hold or if they could look if he escaped there! Let’s find that kitten!” Deckard took charge and the four Shaw’s went in different directions… all of them running around like very worried headless chickens…
Tits in her cradle just thougt they where all retarded… and Noodle the ninja kitten the most retarded off all of them… she rather took another nap in her cosy cage… there was nothing SHE could do…
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“… yeah well he must be somewhere… thank you for your help though. Really appreciate it that you took another sweep through the plane.” Deckard said to the stewardess he was talking to at the arrival gate… He just wished desperately that the lady would have said that she had found the kitten after searching the entire plane…
What now? Deckard thought… and hoped desperately that his brother had better news… or his mother and sister… he seriously hoped he didn’t have to search the whole damn airport for the elusive baby cat… London Heathrow was a damn big airport…
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“What do you mean the door was already open when you unloaded the cage? WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY SOMETHING???” Owen exploded at the customs desk of the airport… right into the face of a guy that handled luggage… and didn’t care the slightest when the guy ducked intimidated… and the guy from the desk with him… all he cared about was to find the DAMN CAT!!!
“I… i… i…” the guy stuttered… his colleague from customs ducked pale as the wall…
“YOU WHAT?” Owen raged his pulse already shooting through the roof with anger and worry…
“I thought… it was supposed to be open…” the guy said.
“YOU… YOU THOUGHT A CAGE THAT IS LABELED WITH ‘ATTENTION! LIFE ANIMAL INSIDE!’ IS SUPPOSED TO BE OPEN AND EMPTY???...” Owen yelled… and held back the ‘you flabbergasted Moron!’ in the very last moment… a mother with a young child was just walking by… he was raised with manners after all…
“Ye… ye… yes… I ah… that was stupid…I guess…” The guy in his damn neon orange vest said beetroot red and rubbing the back of his head.
“You don’t say…” Owen replied wide eyed and very, VERY sarcastically…
“Sir… I can assure you that there is no cat running around in the cargo hold of customs… but I can look at the surveillance cameras and see if the cat maybe escaped on the runway when the cage was unloaded…” the guy from the desk jumped in too now… wringing his hands… jesus… if that cat escaped while it was in their care… he was so fired… not to mention that the guy with the severe scars in his face would probably beat him into the concrete…
“Do that please! Oh my god we have to find him… if something happened to the little guy…” Owen said rubbing his face… and pulled his phone out… oh my god this was an emergency… an absolute emergency… where was Noodle the ninja?
He had to contact Pitch… he needed her right now… she was the master in organizing… maybe she could organize a search party for the kitten somehow…
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Berlin
‘…come to Berlin/ Brandenburg airport! I hope you enjoyed your flight with us. Please stay seated until the plane has stopped in its parking position and the signs above your head has turned off. You can take your phones out of flight mode now and use them again as regularly. I hope to welco…” Pitch heard and stopped listening to the stewardess as soon as she got the information that she could turn her phone back on… Jesus… she just desperately wanted to call one of her lovers right now… she didn’t care the slightest which one… she just wanted to hear the voice of one of them after the drama she had on the damn flight… thanks to her damn rat… and after barely MAKING it to her flight… she seriously needed a Vacation from the vacation…
She startled hard though when her phone immediately started ringing in her hand as soon as she had hacked in her code…
“Deckard!” She answered it immediately and happy that she got her wish granted from whoever was listening...
“Pitch! Thank god!” She got back as a worried, urgent and relieved reply… and instantly was on high alert too… she could also hear Owen, Hattie and Magdalene fret about something in the background…
“What’s wrong?” She asked immediately… and didn’t wonder that she heard the others shush each other when they got that Deckard had her on the phone… she just closed her eyes in defeat and hoped that it wasn’t something too bad…
“We need your help! Noodle is missing!” Deckard replied… and Pitch could practically see him rub his face in worry…
Pitch blinked frozen for a moment… so much to not too bad… this was a freaking fucking disaster… and she seriously cursed whoever was listening in her head for throwing something like THAT at her…
“Ahh… what do you mean… Noodle is missing? How the hell… Where is he?” She asked completely lost…
“We don’ know! He wasn’t in his cage when mother collected them from customs! I ran back to the plane but he isn’t on board anymore! Owen went to customs and apparently the door of his cage was already open when they unloaded the crates! He isn’t in the cargo hold either though… the guy from customs is looking at the surveillance footage right now if Noodle might have escaped on the way between the plane and the cargo bay…” Deckard reported rapidly…
“Oh my little baby… where are you…” Pitch could hear Magdalene fret with worry in the background.
“We will find him mom… Pitch might have an idea…” She heard Owen try to sooth their mother.
“Owen is right mom… Pitch might been able to help…” Hattie tried to sooth her distressed mother as well…
“Deckard put me on speaker.” Pitch said while she feverishly thought about what to do now…
“Okay… you are on speaker now!” Deckard replied.
“Okay… everyone listen to me… Deckard you have asked if he is still in the plane and they said no? Owen you were with customs and they said no too? Hattie? Magdalene? You looked at your closer surroundings I guess?” Pitch took charge… and got a yes back from all four… very beaten and worried yeses…
“Ah… okay… have you looked into Tits cage? Is he maybe in there?” She asked seriously grabbing for each straw.
She heard a sharp inhale and then waited while, presumably Magdalene, checked the cage of the adult cat…
“No… he is not in Tits cage… she is alone in there…” Pitch could faintly hear the Shaw matriarch.
“Okay… okay… ah… let me think… Magdalene? When was the last time you saw Noodle?” She asked… she just thought ‘let’s start from the beginning then…’
“At the hotel… I put the Tits into the cage before I packed the rest of my luggage so they wouldn’t be in the way… OH MY GOD!... I haven’t checked if Noodle was actually in his cage! I think I didn’t… I didn’t look and just closed it! And… I didn’t check if it was properly closed!“ Magdalene replied… and got startled out of her mind when she realized her mistake.
“Okay… there we have another issue… ahm… okay… Owen? Grab Noodles cage and run back to customs with it. Tell them to weigh the cage and compare their cargo notes… if the cage is lighter now he escaped somewhere between the airports…” Pitch said…
“What if it’s not lighter?...” Hattie was deathly brave to ask… while the other Shaw’s all held their breaths…
“… then he escaped prior to Miami airport… what means he either escaped in the shuttle bus or is still sitting in the Hotel somewhere… I hope he is in the Hotel though…” Pitch said hesitantly.
“Why?...” This time it was Owen that asked… obviously gulping… hard…
“Because at the hotel the employees can find and catch him… keep him save until someone arrives to collect him… if he escaped in the bus… he could be anywhere in Florida right now if the bus driver didn’t catch him…” Pitch replied after closing her eyes… and rubbing her face… Jesus she wasn’t even out of the plain yet… and her roomies all six gapped at her wide eyed and with clear worry on their faces as well… they had gotten by now too what was going on and with whom she was talking on the phone….
Pitch just motioned for them to get her hand luggage out of the overhead compartments and take it for her while she tried to fix the situation and find the little kitten… all of her roomies immediately scrambled to help her out… finding the little fluff ball was the most important thing right now… and she was the one that might have been able to do that… they could carry ALL of her stuff with ease after all… she needed her hands to hold the phone and maybe pull her little black book of wonders…
“…Pitch… if… if Noodle escaped… and is now running around freely in Florida… there is no way to find him again…” Magdalene sniffled after a moment of shocked silence on the other side.
“If he escaped in the wild, I will turn around immediately with Vladimir, Eco and the Bulldogs and fly back… they might be able to find his trace and follow his path… we will try everything to find him Magdalene. Noodle is part of the pack, part of the family. None of us leaves family behind!” Pitch said reassuringly and meant every word… while she walked of the plane that had JUST brought her back to freaking Berlin… and went straight to customs with her roomies to collect her own pack of animals… duh… if she had to fly back, she would to find the elusive kitten… but she rather hoped Noodle was still sitting in the hotel… there she might be able to organize his save return to London then… and not had to chase him down first…
“Okay… okay… Owen is going to customs right now to let the cage be weight… what if he escaped at the Hotel and they have him? Should I fly back to Miami?” Deckard asked trying to be the voice of reason for the crazed Shaw’s right now.
“Hold your horses for now Deckard. Get the cage weighed and then call me back. No matter what I have to go home first and then probably have to make a lot of phone calls to find out if he is at the hotel first. From there I have to book a flight myself and the pack if he really escaped into the wild… I will go home now and wait for your call back.” Pitch said just as she arrived at the customs desk herself… and all but smashed the papers of the pack at the counter… the guy on the other side just gulped and picked them up to look at them… that lady was in havoc mode right now… he did SO not want to be the reason for her to explode… and hacked in the information into his PC as fast as he could… and gulped again when he saw that SHE was the one to collect the wolf with the size of a small car… and the other animals that where already causing a ruckus in the cargo hold…
“Babe! Hold on! Owen is running back to us already.” Deckard said before she could hang up.
“Okay! Great!” Pitch said and waited together with the Shaw’s for Owen to run back and report…
“…weights… same…” She could hear Owen pant hard…
“I guess the cage weighs the same as when it was surrendered to the customs in Miami…” Pitch said.
“Owen nods wildly…” Deckard was the one to reply for his brother… Owen was totally out of breath after running back to them as fast as he could…
“Okay… that unfortunately means Noodle is not in England… he was not on board of the plane at all… what means he really is either still at the hotel, what I hope… or he is running around somewhere in Florida… Deckard! Take your family home with you! I have to make a shitload of calls now and get home myself… wait for my call back. There is nothing else that you can do right now. Flying back to Miami right now like headless chicken won’t help Noodle or us for that matter. I need you guys to be reachable until I have more information and know if we have to go back to the US to find him. Call you later. Love you. And Magdalene? Deep breath! We will find your little boy! We have your back!” Pitch said.
“Okay… be careful… talk to you soon… love you too.” Deckard said and hung up.
Pitch sighed… and dropped her head when she could hear dark growling and trashing behind the cargo desk… Vladimir was pissed to be in a cage… one drama after another… first calm the damn wolf down… then hunt the damn kitten down…
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By the time she FINALY made it through her front door she just wanted to shoot her roomies and feed them to the wolf… then strangle the wolf and feed him to the puppy from hell… then suffocate the puppy and watch the rat drag it to his nest… before taking the nest in her closet including the rat and throw it out of the window… but all of that was too much work in her opinion and that’s why she let them all life… for now…
“I start to order us food! You don’t have to cook Pitch… take care of Noodle!” Danny yelled over his shoulder after he went through the door first and vanished directly in the kitchen.
“I take care of the pack… give them Dinner and…” Veit said and already got dragged into the living room by Vladimir.
“I make sure Blanche isn’t bored! Please find Noodle… I am so worried about him…” Francie said and vanished after Veit.
“We drag the rest of the luggage upstairs! Don’t worry about that!” The twins said at the same time and vanished back downstairs after just THROWING the first two pieces of luggage into their shared apartment… Pitch rubbed her eyes…
“I stop them from smashing a hole into the floor with it…” Max sighed with hanging shoulders and shaking his head…
“Thanks… I am in my room…” Pitch replied sighing too…
“Come on you two… let’s leave the crazy people to do crazy things…” She said down into her own handbag… that held Rasputin with his Travelnest… and for once Shrimp that was to small to climb the stairs… and had no problem with sitting in her handbag to be carried upstairs to the apartment.
Shrimp barked tailwagging happily… he was happy to be back in his territory! He had to make sure that no stranger was in it while he was gone for SOOOO long! He had to make sure that the sacred cave of the Alpha Female wasn’t tainted by someone using it! Mommy was the Alpha Female! So his job was double as important! He had to protect Mommy from harm! He was the mighty Shrimp after all!
Pitch just smiled at her happy little boy… she couldn’t imagine the worry about him if it would have been SHRIMP that was missing… Owen would run havoc already…
She sighed and set out to her room…
She put her handbag down and just pulled her laptop out… she waited to put it on her desk until Ratsputin had run by with an eyeroll… her beloved rodent of coarse started immediately to drag everything from his travel nest into his real stationary nest… and she put Shrimp on the ground… that vanished right away under her bed… his nose firmly pressed to the floor and investigating every available centimeter of carpet…
For a moment she just sat in her chair thinking about a million things at the same time… while Ratsputin ran back and forth in front of her over the desk…
Then she sighed and opened her laptop… instead of opening the browser to find the contact number for the shuttle transfer company in Miami like she wanted to, she opened Skype though… and before she knew or could actually think about why she did it clicked on Luke’s contact and connected a call to her lover… damn she missed him… and she had to talk to him urgently anyway… If Noodle really was still at the hotel he would be faster in Miami then all of them… maybe he could fly back there and collect the kitten…
“PITCH? I AM TROWING THE FIRST THINGS INTO THE WASHER IN CASE YOU HAVE TO GO BACK TO MIAMI!” Max yelled from the entrance door of the flat just at that moment.
Pitch whipped around wide eyed in an instant.
“MAX! DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THE WASHER!” She turned around to the open door of her room and yelled back while she waited for the call to connect.
“BUT…” Max yelled back.
“I SAID NO FOR FUCKS SAKE!” She yelled before she suddenly heard snorting behind herself…