The next morning, Brie and David were awoke by the sound of someone knocking on their bedroom door. "Brie, David, get up", said the voice on the other side.
David opened his eyes and shouted, "What the fuck, Danny? Why the hell are you cop knocking on my door?"
"Get up! NOW! It's important!"
David growled under his breath. "Brie, baby, we need to get up, something has happened and Danny's beating down our door."
"Do we have too?" Brie grumbled groggily.
"Apparently so", he said as he stretched and climbed stiffly out of bed.
"Grr… fine." She stretched and crawled out of bed herself. "Where's my robe, I'm not getting dressed unless I have to."
"It's on the hook on the back of the bathroom door." He slipped on some short and waited for her to emerge from the bathroom.
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"What is so fucking important that you woke me this early in the morning?" Brie grumbled as she walked down the stairs.
"It's your brother, Brie", Dan said then turned up the volume on the TV.
"Gunnery Sergeant Matthew J. Cartwright, also known to the Utopian leaders as Major Francis K. Leavenstein, has been arrested today on suspicion of espionage and treason. Sources say that Sergeant Cartwright was the brother of Irian N. Cartwright, LRMT, who died in a residential explosion due to a leaky gas pipe three years ago today", said the woman on the news.
Brie collapsed. Only David's arm around her waist kept her from hitting the floor. "No, Mattie", she whispered. David and Dan lowered her carefully to the couch.
"Brie, honey, talk to me. Where's your head at?" David asked her calmly. She laid her head on his shoulder and began to wail.
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