Please lead me out I needyour help" ok hun." with a smile Emily took her little brothers hand and lead himback to the first bedroom that he was in and...she continued to smile asshe saw that his body was changing to look appropriate for a twelve yearold "we're here Joey"He opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief and went to the bed andlaid down"Emmy I'm tired may I take a nap, I didn't get too much sleep lately"Emily just smiled because she knew that the e.s.I.m. coma that Joe wentthrough. She began printing out his file for Rick, and did her best to try to ignore him.“You look well, Courtney.” He said quietly, his eyes flickering at her as she looked away nervously. “You didn’t reply to my message last week. Are you avoiding me?”Courtney winced as she pulled his file off of the printer and turned to staple the sections together on her desk. “No, Michael.” She replied. “I’ve just been busy.” She did her best to avoid eye contact.“You’re lying.” Michael said roughly, his gaze. ‘Well fuck man, you said angry so she found angry. You are the one saying you can do lyrics and shit.’ This from Andrew getting Mark to round on him. ‘Fucking hell man, like I’m the only one here able to put a sentence together.’ Andrew and Mark get closer together with frowns. I would pay attention to what they are saying if Woody doesn’t wave his hand. So I leave them to their argument, with Paul, and head for Woody. He has a grin on his lips so I give him a small smile, honestly I’m rather. She walked all over the bottom of the house and found nobody, then she heard Jim's voice from the basement. The whole place reeked of beer and cigarette smoke. The basement door was open when she found it, so she walked down the stairs slowly. When she will give Jim his tapes she would launch herself up the same steps and get the hell back home. She decided Julie had enough people to talk too.Each step to the bottom creaked louder. Obviously Jim knew someone was making his way down the steps..