CELL BLOCK TANGO , MIKI

[DOMINIC KING BRADY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,50px,true] [STYLE=border:5px solid #ffffff; width:100px; float:left; margin:-25px 10px 0px -25px][/style] [STYLE=width:320px; font-family:courier; color:#90a087; border-bottom:5px solid #ffffff; margin-bottom:-5x;]CALL FROM:[/style] [STYLE=font-family:courier; color:#111111; margin-bottom:5px;]dominic k. brady[/style] [STYLE=width:300px; background-color:#d6dfd1; color:#111111; font-family:verdana; padding:10px; text-align:justify;]Dominic hadn't told Mikaela where he was. In fact he hadn't told anybody. Going back to Philly had been a spur of the moment decision and he didn't want anyone interfering because he didn't know where he'd end up. He should've known his trip would have landed him here. At the Curran-Fromhold Correctional Facility. One call. That's all he got. He dialed the first number that came to mind and waited as the phone rang. [/style] [STYLE=font-family:ms gothic; font-size:10px; color:#111111; text-align:right; margin-top:-14px;]designed by NOWAKI of btn + ote.[/style]

[MIKAELA JHENÉ MENENDEZ]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, -moz-border-radius:0px 20px 0px 20px; border:15px solid black; background-color:#fff; height:200px; width:200px; padding:10px;] mikaela Call from DOMINIC Mikaela had finally made it back to the hotel after a very long day on the set. First had come the apology from Bianca, which she wasn't expecting at all. Then there was the fact that Dominic had disappeared. The director was less than thrilled that the shooting schedule had to be done to work around his scenes today which had everyone in a frenzy. But Mikaela honestly didn't care about that. She just hoped that wherever he was, he was okay. The phone rang and an automated voice asked her to say yes if she would accept the charges for a collect call from a correctional facility. Her heart sank as she immediately assumed that Ethan was trying to reach her. She'd only visited him once while he was in prison and that was only to make sure that things were officially over between them. She hadn't heard from him since that awful day all those years ago. In a panic she muttered a quick yes and awaited the dreadful conversation that was sure to come.

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[DOMINIC KING BRADY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,50px,true] [STYLE=border:5px solid #ffffff; width:100px; float:left; margin:-25px 10px 0px -25px][/style] [STYLE=width:320px; font-family:courier; color:#90a087; border-bottom:5px solid #ffffff; margin-bottom:-5x;]CALL FROM:[/style] [STYLE=font-family:courier; color:#111111; margin-bottom:5px;]dominic k. brady[/style] [STYLE=width:300px; background-color:#d6dfd1; color:#111111; font-family:verdana; padding:10px; text-align:justify;]When the call finally went through his heart began to race. He knew Mikaela wasn't going to be thrilled with him after disappearing. And now he was calling from a correctional facility. It wasn't something he was new to, but he was pretty sure it wouldn't make Mikaela any happier. He braced himself for the fireworks. "Mikaela? It's Dom." He paused, taking a breath. Either she was going to panic and freak or cuss him out. He was sure of it.[/style] [STYLE=font-family:ms gothic; font-size:10px; color:#111111; text-align:right; margin-top:-14px;]designed by NOWAKI of btn + ote.[/style]

[MIKAELA JHENÉ MENENDEZ]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, -moz-border-radius:0px 20px 0px 20px; border:15px solid black; background-color:#fff; height:200px; width:200px; padding:10px;] mikaela Call from DOMINIC When Ethan went to jail their relationship was left in limbo. It wasn't until after pressure from family and friends that she decided to cut him off. It hadn't been easy, especially since she believed that it was her fault he was in prison. The guilt pushed her to want to continue things with him, to make up for her wrong doings. But with the help of others she realized that it was finally time to leave Ethan and all the trouble he brought with him behind. Mikaela gave a sigh of relief when she heard Dominic's voice on the other end. "Oh, thank God. I thought Ethan was calling me." Mikaela shifted on the couch when realization hit, making her forget all about being comfortable. "Wait...Why the FUCK are you calling me from prison, Dominic?! Where in the hell have you been?!" There was a storm brewing. They called it Hurricane Miki.

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[DOMINIC KING BRADY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,50px,true] [STYLE=border:5px solid #ffffff; width:100px; float:left; margin:-25px 10px 0px -25px][/style] [STYLE=width:320px; font-family:courier; color:#90a087; border-bottom:5px solid #ffffff; margin-bottom:-5x;]CALL FROM:[/style] [STYLE=font-family:courier; color:#111111; margin-bottom:5px;]dominic k. brady[/style] [STYLE=width:300px; background-color:#d6dfd1; color:#111111; font-family:verdana; padding:10px; text-align:justify;]Dominic's heart plummeted to the pit of his stomach when he heard the name. That was something he had not been expecting. Why would she be expecting a call from her ex-boyfriend? Did that mean they kept in contact? Wait a minute...why the hell would the man be calling from a prison? Jealousy and contempt began to flush through his system. Was that the reason why Mikaela didn't seem to show any interest in him? Because of an ex? "Ethan?" he repeated, his tone flat. He couldn't hide the scrutiny in his voice. But before he could get out another word she was barking into the phone line. Dominic had to pull the phone away from his ear an inch or two. Goddamn that woman and her attitude. Could he blame her? Still her shouting did nothing but make his budding temper flare. "Well why the fuck are you calling me by your ex's name?" he snarled. He knew he shouldn't have been as offended as he was, but it could easily be covered by one alibi: the male ego. They were always out of whack and something women would never understand. To Mikaela, his wounded pride probably wouldn't be attributed to anything more. "Look I'm just doing what you told me. I went to fucking Philly and now I'm being held at the correctional center. Can you get me the fuck out!?"[/style] [STYLE=font-family:ms gothic; font-size:10px; color:#111111; text-align:right; margin-top:-14px;]designed by NOWAKI of btn + ote.[/style]

[MIKAELA JHENÉ MENENDEZ]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, -moz-border-radius:0px 20px 0px 20px; border:15px solid black; background-color:#fff; height:200px; width:200px; padding:10px;] mikaela Call from DOMINIC "You have some fucking never, Dominic. Your ass is in JAIL and you want to yell at me? Well fuck you then." Mikaela had half a mind to hang up the phone. Mikaela had nearly lost her mind worrying about him. This wasn't what she'd expected when she finally did hear from him. "Goddamn. It was an accident. Calm down." She didn't know why he'd gotten so mad at the mention of her ex anyway. He wouldn't understand the slip up and she wasn't about to explain it to him. "What you're not going to do is have an attitude with me when you need my help. Now what happened?" By now Mikaela was a professional at this sort of thing. So long as he hadn't killed anyone or got into a fight with a cop, she'd probably have Dominic out in no time.

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[DOMINIC KING BRADY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,50px,true] [STYLE=border:5px solid #ffffff; width:100px; float:left; margin:-25px 10px 0px -25px][/style] [STYLE=width:320px; font-family:courier; color:#90a087; border-bottom:5px solid #ffffff; margin-bottom:-5x;]CALL FROM:[/style] [STYLE=font-family:courier; color:#111111; margin-bottom:5px;]dominic k. brady[/style] [STYLE=width:300px; background-color:#d6dfd1; color:#111111; font-family:verdana; padding:10px; text-align:justify;]He fell quiet for a few seconds. Dominic had to force himself to swallow his pride and bite back the words that were burning to spill out of his mouth. Right now Mikaela was all he had and he couldn't afford to piss her off too much. If she ended this call he would be stuck without a way out until he got a hearing and who knew how long that would take. An accident. He was still very much pissed about the Ethan thing and he would definitely make a point to bring it up to her later. Right now his first concern was getting out of this jail. Dominic sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to steady himself and ease his mind. "Look, I got into a confrontation at home." Pause. "I got into a fight with my stepdad and my younger brother called the cops on me. So now I'm in here. Think you can help me?" Of course what he really meant was: if they post bail, could you bail me out? Somehow he didn't think those words would appeal to her the same way. Not in the mood she was in anyway.[/style] [STYLE=font-family:ms gothic; font-size:10px; color:#111111; text-align:right; margin-top:-14px;]designed by NOWAKI of btn + ote.[/style]

[MIKAELA JHENÉ MENENDEZ]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, -moz-border-radius:0px 20px 0px 20px; border:15px solid black; background-color:#fff; height:200px; width:200px; padding:10px;] mikaela Call from DOMINIC Mikaela sighed heavily as Dominic spoke. While she listened she got up to grab her computer. She was going to have to look up a money wiring service so that whatever he needed to post bail would be sent immediately. From what it sounded like, it wouldn't cost too much. And she should be able to get it back when he was cleared. "Okay. As soon as you get a hearing you have to call me back and let me know how much it is." Mikaela powered on her laptop and began googling. "Do you have a lawyer or do you need one? I can try to find you one in Philly or I can refer you to mine." Mikaela couldn't believe that she was having this conversation with Dominic right now. Though she wasn't surprised. She didn't know the details of his family situation, so when Mikaela suggested that he go home she hadn't anticipated a physical altercation. However, she knew Dominic well enough to know that when he was angry he could go to extremes, a little like someone else she knew.

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[DOMINIC KING BRADY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,50px,true] [STYLE=border:5px solid #ffffff; width:100px; float:left; margin:-25px 10px 0px -25px][/style] [STYLE=width:320px; font-family:courier; color:#90a087; border-bottom:5px solid #ffffff; margin-bottom:-5x;]CALL FROM:[/style] [STYLE=font-family:courier; color:#111111; margin-bottom:5px;]dominic k. brady[/style] [STYLE=width:300px; background-color:#d6dfd1; color:#111111; font-family:verdana; padding:10px; text-align:justify;]Dominic nodded even though he knew Mikaela couldn't see him. He was relieved that he could rely on her no matter what the situation was. Other than Datty, she was the only person he would trust with his life. Speaking of whom... He knew his bestie wasn't going to be too pleased when he heard that it was Mikaela that Dominic had turned to in his time of need. It was nothing personal and Dominic didn't even know why he'd called Miki first. As soon as he'd gotten access to the phone she was the first thought in his head and his fingers were automatically dialing her number. "Alright," he said, letting her know he'd call as soon as he got new information. "No I don't. But either way is fine. I don't care as long as the guy's good at what he does. I'm not trying to be kept in here for this bullshit." To any outsider it was the law, a fair punishment of his reckless behavior. To Dominic, it was complete and utter bullshit. In fact he found everything about his situation ironic. He was being punished for having one physical altercation with a man, a man who got to go free yet who'd beat the shit out of him for years when Dom was a child. That just goes to show how fucked up the system really was. Dominic snorted into the phone, absently muttering under his breath, "Fucking unbelievable." He was just musing his thoughts aloud and the comment was meant for himself, but he didn't realize that he'd spoken directly into the receiver and made it clearly audible to Mikaela.[/style] [STYLE=font-family:ms gothic; font-size:10px; color:#111111; text-align:right; margin-top:-14px;]designed by NOWAKI of btn + ote.[/style]

[MIKAELA JHENÉ MENENDEZ]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, -moz-border-radius:0px 20px 0px 20px; border:15px solid black; background-color:#fff; height:200px; width:200px; padding:10px;] mikaela Call from DOMINIC After a quick search on google search, Mikaela found a suitable money wiring service. She bookmarked the page and made a mental note to return to it when Dominic got back to her about the bail. This was a process with particular steps. The next would be securing Dom council. "I'll call my lawyer and see if he can recommend someone in your area. If not, I'll hire him on your behalf." Her voice remained calm as she spoke, despite feeling a little panicked on the inside. "You're not going to be in there for much longer. As soon as we're done I'm going to get to work on getting you out." Mikaela was really starting to feel bad. She knew that Dominic had had various run-ins with the law, but considering everything else that he'd been going through, this just had to be the icing on an already shitty cake. She heard Dominic mutter into the phone and she sighed. "Fuck, Dominic. I'm trying, alright?"

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[DOMINIC KING BRADY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,50px,true] [STYLE=border:5px solid #ffffff; width:100px; float:left; margin:-25px 10px 0px -25px][/style] [STYLE=width:320px; font-family:courier; color:#90a087; border-bottom:5px solid #ffffff; margin-bottom:-5x;]CALL FROM:[/style] [STYLE=font-family:courier; color:#111111; margin-bottom:5px;]dominic k. brady[/style] [STYLE=width:300px; background-color:#d6dfd1; color:#111111; font-family:verdana; padding:10px; text-align:justify;]A reflexive, satisfied nod of his head was given when he heard Mikaela's words. While he was grateful for her help he couldn't help but to be baffled at her expertise on the matter. Truthfully he was even a little surprised that she wasn't freaking out about the whole thing. Mikaela seemed to have control of the situation and her emotions as she guided him through the steps that would be taken to get him homefree. How was it that she seemed to have so much experience with this kind of anything anyway? Oh right. The convict, her ex-boyfriend. That would give her plenty of experience in this type of situation. What did that pussy do anyway? Get a DUI with a suspended license? Dominic didn't even know the man and already he had a vendetta against him. Then again he didn't want to know him and he didn't need to either. Knowing that he was Mikaela's ex was enough information. Old boyfriends wasn't something that Dominic took kindly to. But Mikaela wasn't his girl so he had no right to get worked up. Again he nodded at Mikaela's words and said "Alright" as he felt a calmness settling over him. He trusted her and he knew she would have his back. Dominic rolled his eyes and huffed. "I wasn't talking about you," he said impatiently. "But hey. Thanks for doing this. I don't know what I'd do without you Mik." [/style] [STYLE=font-family:ms gothic; font-size:10px; color:#111111; text-align:right; margin-top:-14px;]designed by NOWAKI of btn + ote.[/style]

[MIKAELA JHENÉ MENENDEZ]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, -moz-border-radius:0px 20px 0px 20px; border:15px solid black; background-color:#fff; height:200px; width:200px; padding:10px;] mikaela Call from DOMINIC What Dominic didn't realize was that Mikaela would've done anything for him. She would stay up all night, if she had to, working to get him out of jail as soon as possible. He had to be miserable in there. Not to mention, considering his temper, he had the potential to get into even more trouble while he was in jail. She needed to get him out. And part of it was for her own selfish reasons. Mikaela wanted Dominic to come back so that she knew he was safe. She wanted to hug and...well hug him. "Alright, alright. Damn." She could tell that he was getting increasingly frustrated and she couldn't tell if it was at her or his situation. Probably a bit of both. "Yeah, yeah. You're welcome." She refrained from telling him that he had his back, no matter what. That would just have to be assumed. "Are you alright otherwise? You're not hurt or anything, are you?" Mikaela suddenly got concerned, her tone of voice expressing her worry.

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[DOMINIC KING BRADY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,50px,true] [STYLE=border:5px solid #ffffff; width:100px; float:left; margin:-25px 10px 0px -25px][/style] [STYLE=width:320px; font-family:courier; color:#90a087; border-bottom:5px solid #ffffff; margin-bottom:-5x;]CALL FROM:[/style] [STYLE=font-family:courier; color:#111111; margin-bottom:5px;]dominic k. brady[/style] [STYLE=width:300px; background-color:#d6dfd1; color:#111111; font-family:verdana; padding:10px; text-align:justify;]Just like that his mood changed in a flash. As soon as Mikaela voiced her concerns, Dominic's temper shifted from a somber, distressed man in need to an arrogant man who had the situation completely under wraps. With a smug smirk now planted on his face, Dominic scoffed into the phone. "What, me?" he asked. He cut his eyes at his fellow inmates who were waiting in line behind him for their turn to use the phone. The last thing he wanted was for Mikaela to worry about him. But beyond that he didn't want to seem like he was some scared punk who couldn't handle himself when he very well could. This was mostly about proving his worth and inflating his own ego. "From these punk ass bitches? Please," he said, casting another eye roll at one of the inmates. The man scowled at him. 'What the fuck are you looking at?" the man snarled as he took a step forward. "Aye man, back the fuck up," Dominic spat. The small little spat was enough to test one of the guard's patience. 'Hey shut up! You, smart ass, hurry up with that phone call.' Dominic shook his head and dropped it as he spoke into the receiver again. "Well, look I don't have much longer. They're trying to revoke my civil rights. Everything is good over there, right?" His situation would be taken cared of. He wanted to make sure Miki was okay...and see if she was still pissed at him. [/style] [STYLE=font-family:ms gothic; font-size:10px; color:#111111; text-align:right; margin-top:-14px;]designed by NOWAKI of btn + ote.[/style]

[MIKAELA JHENÉ MENENDEZ]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, -moz-border-radius:0px 20px 0px 20px; border:15px solid black; background-color:#fff; height:200px; width:200px; padding:10px;] mikaela Call from DOMINIC This situation, these feelings, were all too familiar. Regardless, Mikaela wasn't deterred in her efforts to help Dominic nor did her feelings for him change. She felt a loyalty to him that couldn't be broken, no matter how much trouble he'd gotten into. And truthfully, this was bad, but it wasn't that bad. "Dom..." Mikaela said with a warning tone. She could hear his exchange with the inmates and then the prison guard, shaking her head even though he couldn't see her. "Dominic! Fall back, alright. You don't need to be getting into anymore trouble." One wrong move and getting him out would be impossible. She sighed when Dominic told her that he didn't have much longer. She knew the routine but that didn't make it suck any less. It was comforting to hear his voice, even if it was coming from a prison phone. "I'm alright. I just want you out of there as soon as possible. Please behave yourself. For me at least?" She didn't know if the part at the end about herself would make a difference, but it was worth a shot. "Call me as soon as you can to keep me posted on what's going on. A lawyer should be in touch with you soon, okay?"

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[DOMINIC KING BRADY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,50px,true] [STYLE=border:5px solid #ffffff; width:100px; float:left; margin:-25px 10px 0px -25px][/style] [STYLE=width:320px; font-family:courier; color:#90a087; border-bottom:5px solid #ffffff; margin-bottom:-5x;]CALL FROM:[/style] [STYLE=font-family:courier; color:#111111; margin-bottom:5px;]dominic k. brady[/style] [STYLE=width:300px; background-color:#d6dfd1; color:#111111; font-family:verdana; padding:10px; text-align:justify;]Since he was so busy stirring up trouble with the other prisoners he didn't hear Mikaela the first time she called his name. It wasn't until the second time that she caught his attention. "Yeah, I know," he said dismissively in the way an arrogant teen might brush off his mom's advice. Dominic knew Mikaela was right but he didn't want to admit it. If someone got in his face he wasn't the type of person to back down. Even if the guy would've been twice his size. Dominic didn't take shit from anyone. His hothead and his ego didn't allow that. He was about to dismiss her words again with a smart assed comment, but stopped at her last words. For her? He swallowed. He'd do anything for her. Mikaela may not have realized it but she had a power over him. If she said the right things she could easily have the defiant rebel wrapped around her finger. Dominic sighed. He was easily conflicted between following his own rules and doing as he pleased or obeying the woman he cared about to avoid disappointing her. It was a no-brainer which would win out. "Alright. I'll stay out of trouble," he promised. "I'll call you as soon as I hear anything new." He hesitated. "Mikaela..." He stopped and closed his eyes. There was more that he wanted to say, but he didn't know what. I miss you? I love you? "I'll talk to you soon," he finally said. He grimaced internally at the poor selection, but knew it was the only thing he could say. "Thanks." With that Dominic hung up the phone and was led away by one of the guards.[/style] [STYLE=font-family:ms gothic; font-size:10px; color:#111111; text-align:right; margin-top:-14px;]designed by NOWAKI of btn + ote.[/style]