Okay, so I decided that I may as well continue What Coud've Been for a little while. Doesn't mean i stopped working on Hidden, I do have the next three chapter typed up, I just need my beta to finish looking them over~ ^^"

Anyways, so I'm using a whole new character, but keeping Paige since she's just adorable and I've come to be rather attached to her. XD But the girl has changed, yes Jessica only belongs in Hidden and Choices. The new girl isn't all too bad, I'm sure you'll all learn to love her. Oh and I tried to keep Drake as IC as possible, but there will be some definate OOC moments for him. Anyways, enjoy. Please review to tell me what you think so far. ^_^

Okay, so let's start from the beginning~

The Initial Meeting

Ice blue eyes stared into my cool gray ones. They were the brightest shade of blue I've ever seen before, brighter than the morning sky. When I looked into them, I was drowning.

This feeling made me smirk, leading me to think I had met my next victim. The thought of those startling blue eyes staring back at me lifeless made me shiver with excitement. My grin widened when I saw her blush and turn away from me.

"Oh, no," the witch beside me sighed. "He's spotted his next victim, Caine. Remind him that the freezer is filled."

"The freezer is filled," Caine echoed drily. I raised an eyebrow at him, my long time friend since High School back at Coates Academy. We had been through a lot together. Yet, our long time friendship meant practically nothing to him when Diana was around. She's also been with us for a long time, but there was that break when we were all in our first two years of college. Caine and I went to that same one out of state, while she went to a whole different country. Let's just say, Caine was not a happy man, but I had the best times of my life in that two-year span. Died a little when she transferred, although I was sure Caine had a hand in that. The man always got what he wanted, which made sense when he became the head of a multi-billion corporation with Diana as his trophy wife.

I, on the other hand, was single, happy and still toting around a gun. Sure, I was a cop; a man in uniform, following my father's footsteps, but not entirely when I had my midnight fun.

"Yeah, well," I began, getting up from the booth. "Maybe she's the one. I'm going to buy her a drink."

"Good luck," Caine said, nodding at me as I got up to leave. Diana muttered something to him; it was along the lines of 'May God have mercy on her soul.' The comment only made me happy at the thought of what could possibly go down tonight.

The girl was sitting with her back to me, looking down at her drink in a rather stiff manner. She probably sensed that I was walking over; then again, it could've been the giggling girl beside her, who eventually ditched her. What a great friend she was to leave this beauty unprotected from a dangerous man like me.

I sat in the barstool next to her and motioned the bartender to give her another drink. Then I looked over at her in time to catch her steal a quick look and blush again.

"Hi, I'm Drake Merwin," I said, reaching my hand out to her. I knew how to play this game, and first thing was to flirt with them. "And I've got to say, those are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. How many carats are they?" This got a nice, big smile from her.

"Hi," she said softly chuckling, still blushing. "I'm Stacy Jones and that was so cheesy."

She had a bit of an accent, but I couldn't place it. But I would know soon enough. I grinned at her, continuing. "Sorry, I get nervous around girls as beautiful as you."

Rule number one: Girls fell for guys who called them beautiful more faster than guys who called them sexy within the first meeting.

"Oh really?" She smiled, looking down at the drink now in her hands. "Is that what you told that other girl the night before?"

"Ah, that's why you haven't fallen under my spell yet. You already saw the tricks hidden under my sleeve," I chuckled.

"That," she sighed, "And I've heard it all before."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I know the routine quite well…" She went on, looking intensely at her drink. "You buy me a drink first, then make small chat, flirt with me. Finally, we leave the bar together, go to a hotel or a motel, and have some fun. I think it's a great night, but then I wake up in the morning with a big headache and in an empty room."

I held back a sigh, knowing that I wouldn't have any fun tonight. Yet, I couldn't let her go; I wanted her. I wanted to fulfill that goal in my mind; I had to have her, but that meant I had to be patient. Guess Diana would have her wish after all. The freezer won't have another body, yet.

"Well, I'm not like that," I said after a few seconds.

She laughed drily. "Yeah, that's what they all say too."

"I don't want to go to a hotel or a motel just to use you. If I wanted that I would just call up those special services that cater to those needs-"

"But I'm cheap, they're not." She cut in before draining her drink. I watched her with a small frown, but my smile stayed on.

"Money is hardly a problem here," I said smoothly, "At least, for me. Plus, those 'services' are for scoundrels. I am a man of class."

I wasn't lying, I was a man of class; I knew how to treat a girl right, but only to reach my goal. Sure, the goal wasn't great for the girl, but it was great for me.

"Please, go on. Tell me how you are a man of class," she said while those bright blue sapphires looked deep within my gray ones as if challenging me to prove her wrong. I smirked, accepting the challenge. This, however, was my first mistake, which only lead me into making a whole bunch others. Though, those mistakes only proved Diana wrong, which was my second favorite sport.

Funnily enough, I didn't see them as mistakes when I woke up to the equally crazy blonde with frosty blue eyes sound asleep next to me with a baby monitor in her hands years after our first meeting.