It took me awhile to finally get my head in the game, but I'm back. I finally picked up this idea for a Numb3rs fic that I thought you guys would like. I hope you do, because I actually did research on everything. Did you know that researchers actually don't know very much about multiple personality disorder? Did you also know many gangsters in the 20s actually used MPD (multiple personality disorder) to get away with their crimes? Yea, fun stuff to read. Hope you all enjoy!
P.S. We only see one Numb3rs character this chapter. You'll realize who it is the second you read the name. Lena won't meet any other Numb3rs characters until probably chapter three.
P.S.S. This took me almost a week to write, so expect about that amount of time between chapters, depending on what week it is and such. Probably the next chapter won't be until maybe this weekend or week after.
Chapter 1 – Fleeing the scene
"Jesus, Muffy! This is another fine mess you've gotten us into!" Lena hurried down the alley, tramping in the puddles left over from this evening's shower. She had to escape. There was no way she was going to jail tonight. A siren whirled close by, in hot pursuit of Lena. Lena groaned as she noticed her boot zipper had broken and her boot was now just hanging on to her ankle. "These were expensive boots, Muffy! Jesus!" she pressed herself against the wall. She held her breath, listening as the sirens passed her. As soon as they passed, she let out a heavy sigh in relief. Lena pressed down her dark brown hair as she pulled off her black ski mask, which was now starting to fluff up from the humidity.
"You need to be more careful, Lena! You almost go us caught tonight!" Muffy appeared from nowhere and slapped Lena. Hard. Lena hissed, still feeling the feel of the slap still on her face. "You are so damn stupid! Why couldn't you just leave that damn hair clip?"
"It was mom's! And if I left it, my name would be on the map! And your name isn't too far from mine!" Lena moved her bag from her shoulder and handed it to her companion. Muffy unzipped the top and glanced in. Her hazel eyes glittered. "We still made a good hall this time, Muff. It was worth the risk. You were right…Isn't that enough for you?" Muffy shrugged and pulled herself onto the fire escape nearby. Lena sighed and pulled herself up as well, following her companion. "What are we going to do now?"
"We're going home and you're packing for us. We're leaving. Because of you, we're going to have to find a new location now." Muffy walked along the rooftop, towards the end of the roof with Lena following close behind. "We're going to have to start from square one, enlist some help from an old colleague of mine and find a place of occupancy."
"Like an apartment?" Lena watched as Muffy shimmed down the side of the building. Lena shuddered at the sight and then slowly followed behind. Lena closed her eyes and slid down the side slowly. Muffy grabbed Lena's hand and helped her into and open window. Home sweet home…Well, more like shit hole. Her room in this 'boarding house' had walls stained with age; yellow sun tanned windows and didn't have its own bathroom. Not a lot of room for a boarding woman.
Lena sat down on her bed and pushed her loose hair out of her face. She watched as Muffy shook her blonde hair free of her hair tie and let her long blonde hair fall on her shoulders. Muffy sat down next to her companion and took off her boots. "Some guarantee these boots are. They're supposed to be best in the world. They broke in like twenty minutes of impact." Muffy sighed and threw her boots in the corner behind Lena's bed. "Lena, I think we need to go with the mountain boots from Sears from now on."
Lena shrugged and pulled off her boots as well. "If you can find me a Sears in this part of New York City, I will gladly get you Sears boots…You have to remember this is my money. I'm the only on who works, who has a bank account and can manage to buy this stuff…that is until we sell the jewelry..."
Muffy coughed, and glanced at Lena. "Excuse me? You expect me to sell my hard earned 'inheritance'? Not on your life. I intend to flaunt these babies all I can and after tonight's job…you can bet I'm going to flaunt them where we're going." Muffy flopped back onto the bed and watched Lena sort around through drawers, throwing stuff into a black duffle bag with pink stripes on the side. "Make sure we take all evidence this time. I don't want another Tallahassee incident."
Lena rolled her eyes and continued packing. Muffy opened the black duffle bag sitting on the bed. Again, her hazel eyes glittered as she pulled out a shimmering blue stoned necklace and placed it around her neck. It fit perfectly. Interrupting both women from what they were doing, a knock erupted from the other side of the room's door. "Lena? Are you there?"
Muffy groaned and slide the necklace back in the bag, zippering it tightly. Lena dropped the clothes on her bed and quickly wrapped her robe around wet black clothes. She slipped on her slippers and kicked her boots under the bed. "Coming! Just a second!" Lena glanced around looking for anything incriminating that might be seen by accident. Lena pushed down a framed picture on the bedside dresser and shoved her black duffle bag with the jewelry in it under her bed next to the boots. Lena did a once over again and straightened her comforter before walking over to the door.
Amita smiled as the door opened. Lena rolled her eyes as Amita came into the room. Oh great little Miss Perfect with a perfect life and boyfriend has come to visit again. Why can't she go back to her perfect life in California where she belongs? I swear she has enough black hair on the head of hers to cover a sheep dog. "Hey Amita! What a pleasant surprise! I didn't know you'd be stopping by! I would have cleaned up more!" Lena smiled falsely and closed the door behind her. Amita sat down on Lena's bed and glanced around and then glanced up at Lena.
"What's up with the blonde wig, Lena? New look?" Amita teased, and then glanced down on Lena's bed where her half packed bag lay. Amita's smile disappeared and glanced up at Lena. Lena grabbed the blonde wig off her head and threw it in a corner. "Lena…you're…leaving? Why?"
"Amita, I am so sorry. I should have called earlier, but I been panicking! It's just so terrible!" Lena attempted to look scared as she shoved more clothes into her bag. Amita's eyes shimmered, with interest. "You see…I just go a very scary call. My aunt, she had a heart attack and I have to get a plane to go visit her. She's my only family, and if she dies before I get to see her a last time, I will just die! I have to leave on a flight in the next 30 minutes, or I won't be able to get to the hospital before morning! I am so upset!"
Amita watched as Lena packed. Lena still tried to keep looking upset and afraid as the college professor studied her. She felt like a bug under a glass every time Amita watched her like that. "Lena…I am so sorry. This is horrible. You're right. You should leave right away to get there. Do you need any help?"
"Actually…I would prefer to pack alone. I need to gather my thoughts and prepping myself for when I have to see my aunt…You understand, right?" Lena gave her the begging eyes, as she continued to pack. Amita nodded and sat down on the bed for a moment, watching her.
"When are you coming back?" Lena looked up as she bent down to grab some clothes from her bottom drawer.
"I don't know. Depends on how serious the situation is when I get there, if I have to make funeral arrangements and what other difficult tasks that might arise…The hardest part right now will actually be getting to the air port this late at night." Lena continued throwing clothes. Amita watched, still frowning, then finally leaving, a bit upset that her new found friend would be leaving any moment.
"It's about time she left. I don't know how you don't manage to pull the hair out of her pretty head. She is always so perky…so preppy…so…ugh! How do you stand here and not manage to mentally strangle her?" Muffy popped up from behind the door as it slammed shut. "Anyways…where were we Lena?"
"You were talking to me about moving…and by the way, where are we moving?" Muffy smiled and darted forward onto the bed. Lena sat down on the bed and threw the clothes she had in her hands into her duffle bag. "We are moving to Los Angeles…See…It's the perfect cover. Highly crime infested area, low police involvement and plenty of underpaying jobs for the taking until we can get our first job, love."
Los Angeles? Of all places…"Sure Muffy…Los Angeles sounds great." Lena zippered up her duffle bag and grabbed her boots from under her bed. She slid them into her canvas bag. Muffy picked up the jewels from their bag and slide them into another bag and then into the duffle bag. The jewels were going to be safe from the scanners at the airport now. Muffy glanced up, seeing Lena had already changed.
"Ready to go, love? We have a plane to catch in fifteen." Lena glanced up. She was now out of her wet black clothes and into a new t-shirt, a sweat shirt and some blue-blue jeans. Lena smiled and threw Muffy a plastic container.
Muffy smirked and opened the container, pouring it all over. It was filled with a yellow, discolored liquid that went over everything on the floor, staining everything. Muffy opened her purse. She pulled out a blue light and she flipped the switch.
"To a new life." As if on cue, she dropped the lighter on the pile of wet clothes that were also covered in the liquid in the container. Immediately, caught on fire and started to burn. The flame caught onto the bed and onto the floor immediately. Muffy picked up the duffle bag from the bed and led Lena out of the room by the hand.
Lena glanced behind before she shut the door. The fire was starting to take shape of the room. It was time to go. Lena shut the door and turned around, walking away from the burning room. She was going to miss the Big Apple. But there were bigger apples to eat on the other coast. Lena smiled to herself as she exited the boarding house. Sirens sounded nearby. A shriek erupted from the boarding house. Someone must have discovered the fire…
Lena leaned into her car, dropping her stuff into the front seat. She slipped behind the driver's seat and drove off. "To a new life."