Fallen Angels at My Feet
By EyeCandy

Summary: When a Marine is brutally raped and murdered, our favorite duo is sent to investigate.Will one of them be able to handle how close to home this case is and catch the killer before its too late?

Rating:R for content

Author's notes: Ok...I've been writng up a storm and changing things around a bit. so bare with me! I hope you enjoy what I have so far!

PROLOG

Here Without You

Robertson Residence
Portland, Oregon
September 23 1986
0200 local time

She watched her daughter sleep, her small body was nestled under the warm comfort of her She Ra blanket.

Deanna smiled sadly and hefted her duffle bag snug on her shoulder. She was leaving. She had to. She was bad luck and she didn't want to see her family suffer. Deanna moved away from her daughter's room and neared the hall stairs.

A voice called to her as she began to descend the stairs. She didn't want to face the person. No one was supposed to know she was gone until morning.

Mark called to his girlfriend, trying not to disturb his 4 year old daughter, sleeping in the next room.

Deanna stooped at the sound of her new assumed name. She turned to face him, but she couldn't look him in the eyes.

Mark saw her bags in her hands and eyed her slowly, trying to understand what was going on.

Marta, what's going on? He asked. His heart was thumping wildly in his chest. He looked her over, taking in her beauty.

From the moment he laid eyes on her, he loved her. She was the prettiest woman he had ever seen. And totally out of his league. But under the haze of being drunk and filled with liquid courage, he made his move on her. He was surprised when she agreed to have a drink with him and when she took him home later that night, he was in heaven. That night was filled with passion, definitely a night he would never forget.

His daughter was produce out of that passion filled night. Marta had found him a few weeks later and told him. He remembered the scared look on her face when she told him of the pregnancy, the look was as if she thought he would be angry with her.

How could he be? He loved her. And he told her that. She smiled and curled up into his arms.

Candice came not long after that, she was the light of his life and Marta's as well, or so he thought.

Deanna still wouldn't look at him, and when Mark went to wrap his strong arms around her, she flinched and backed away.

Marta, what's wrong? where are you going?Mark asked, his eyes filling with hurt and confusion.

My name isn't Marta, and all of this was a mistake Deanna said, her voice strong. No one was going to change her mind now.

I don't understand, if your name isn't Marta then what is it? Why would you lie to me about it? and what is a mistake? Mark's voice was raising slightly in his anger and confusion at this revelation.

I don't know why I lied to you, Mark. I guess I wasn't thinking that night when I took you home. To be honest, I didn't think our relationship would get this far. Deanna finally look up into Mark's eyes.
You were just supposed to be a good lay, Mark. We were never supposed to have a baby Her face was indifferent and hard. Mark's heart broke.

We were what?! Mark's eyes went wide. You are telling me that, the little girl in that bed, means nothing to you? That she's just a mistake to you? He stated as he jabbed a thumb in the direction of Candice's room. Mark's voice was loud now, his hurt evident.

The noise woke little Candice from her sleep. Slipping from her bed, her arms instinctively went around her cabbage patch doll, named Jordanna Banana as she went to see what was going on.

Mommy?Daddy? Wha's wrong? Candice asked as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

Deanna looked down at the little girl. She looked so much like her Sarah it was painful to look at her. Candice had the same hair color, the same face shape. Even their attitudes seemed to be similar, although Candice's was still developing. The only things that set the two girls apart was that Candice had the bluest eyes she had ever seen and a flush of freckles across her nose and cheeks.

Deanna thought for a moment. Sarah was turning 20 this year. She wondered what Sarah was doing now, if she was happy. She hadn't talked to her oldest child since she left her that night almost 5 years ago.

Deanna looked at Mark then, anger blazing in his eyes.

You tell her, tell her what's going on He said, his eyes hard.

Deanna sighed and turned to the small girl.

Candy honey,you should be in bed. Why don't you go bac- Deanna began but was cut off by a small voice.

Mommy, what's wrong? why do you have your go away bag? are you going away?Little Candice asked, her big blue eyes shinning from the tears that were threatening to over flow.

Yes honey, I'm going away Deanna said as she knelt down in front of the girl.

When you be back? Candice asked, voice trembling. Deanna sighed softly, reaching out the take her daughter's hand.

I don't know Candy, it might be a long time before i see you again by this time Candice was crying and wrapping her small chubby arms around her mother's neck.

No! Mommy don't go! Don't leave me! Candice wailed,tightening her hold on her mother.

Deanna's eyes filled with tears at the sound of her child's wail. she couldn't stand hearing her in pain,but she had to leave she couldn't stay here and raise a daughter that reminded her so much of the one she left behind. She slowly pried Candice's arms from around her neck.

I love you Candy, be a brave girl now Deanna said as she turned and hurried down the stairs.

Candice sobbed and called out for her mother. Mommy! come back! PLEASE! I'll be good! Mommy come back!
Mark watched as his heartbroken little girl raced down the stairs after her mother, doll forgotten like she now was,

He caught her trying to reach for the door handle, screaming In her frustration. Crying for the woman who had given her life.

The only thing Mark could do was envelope his child in his arms, ignoring her struggles to get free.

It's ok...shh...Candy..I'm here was all he could say as his own heartbreak consumed him.

I'm here without you baby,
But you still on my lonely mind.
I think about you baby,
And I dream about you all the time.

I'm here without you baby,
But you still with me in my dreams,
And tonight girl, It's only you and Me.