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The series finale.

When I finally got to the trail, I went to the left, back towards the parking lot. Remember how I told you the trail went in a type of a loop? Well most of the trail does. I don't know how I ended up on this trail but it led me right to a stream. "If I remember right," I thought to myself, "the other trail comes close to stream too."

The trail I am on continues on the other side of the stream. Nope, I didn't want to go that way, so I started along the bank. I could hear O'Shit still trailing me. I made it to the loop trail and made a left. This was looking familiar now. I was able to make up for lost time.

I made it to the split where I confused the Dipshit brothers the other day when I saw Laura jogging towards me.

"Hi, Mick. Good to see you again."

"I can't talk right now, Laura."

"Trying to lose a tail again, Mick."

That stopped me dead in my tracks. "Tail?!?"

Laura pulled a small badge case from her waste sack. She flipped it open. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw her gold colored State Police badge and I.D. card. "I found out what happened the other morning when we met."

"Ahh! Okay. Yes, someone is following me again."

"Do you want to find out who they are, or do you already know. Maybe your news friends?"

"It's not either of the ones from the other day."

"Just one?"

"Yep! Just one."

We could hear the pitter patter of little feet running down the trail.

"Hide behind that tree, Mick." She pointed to a big tree just off the trail.

As O'Shit came down the trail towards Laura, she flipped her badge out. "Sir! State Police. I need to talk to you."

O'Shit had an "oh shit" look on his face as he hit the brakes. His feet tangled forcing him to stumbled, trip, and go airborne right into Laura, knocking her down. O'Shit struck his head on one of the logs that lines the trail, knocking himself out.

I took my cue and jumped out from behind the tree and ran over to Laura who was shaking off the blow.

"Are you okay?", I asked her as I reached down to help her up.

"Yeah, I think so. Did you get the tag number of that truck?", she asked with a giggle.

I helped Laura to her feet, "Ooo! Ouch! I think I hurt something." She couldn't put her weight down on her right foot. So I helped her to sit on one of the logs. "You better check on him."

I rolled O'Shit over onto his back. He moaned a little as he started to regain consciousness. He had one heck of a knot right in the center of his forehead. He raised his hands up to his head.

"I think he's okay."

"I think I sprained my ankle," she said, "it hurts like a mutha."

I took a look at Laura's ankle. I rubbed it lightly. "Does that hurt?"

"No. That actually feels pretty good." Laura chuckled, "Considering that's the wrong ankle."

I could feel myself blush, "Oops! Sorry about that." I looked at her other ankle. It was swelling up pretty good.

"Don't be sorry, it took my mind off the other one. Now if you could only do that to my butt. That's what I landed on." We both laughed.

By that I noticed someone running up the trail from the parking lot. As she got to the split in the trail, I saw that it was Carla. She stopped and gave me a look of instant murder.

"Ah hah! Going for a run. Being tailed again, huh?"

"Ah, Carla, wait a second."

Laura spoke up. "I'm a State Trooper..."

"And I'm a don't give a shit!"

Laura held up her badge and I.D., "No, I really am. This guy," she pointed to O'Shit, "was following Mick and fell into me when we tried to stop him to find out what he was doing. Right, Mick?"

"That's right."

Carla looked over at O'Shit who was just starting to sit up, still rubbing his head.

"I'm sorry, Mick," Laura whispered, "I didn't know you were married. I don't even know your last name."

I started to laugh nervously, "I'm not married. This isn't my wife. Carla, this is Laura. Laura, Carla, my girlfriend and girl Friday."

Both girls looked at each other and smiled.

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