A/N: Thanks to all the people who read the prequel to this, 'A Sweet
Revenge.' I hope that you all enjoy this ff and will review it!
A/N 2: The case in this chapter has very little, if nothing, to do with the rest of the story. I just have this in my story since the two movies did this as well.
Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters.
I
A Costume Party
Dylan
I looked down at the party that was taking place below me. A large group of people were dancing in the middle of the room, while the other guests were wandering around.
"Why the hell did I get stuck with this dress?" I heard Alex mutter in my ear.
I smiled and said softly, "You came late to the warehouse."
"And that dress was the only one that fit you," I heard Natalie say.
I could hear Alex grumbling, and I laughed softly to myself.
The four of us; Alex, Natalie, Anthony and I; were on a stakeout. We had been hired by a wealthy man to make sure his fiancée's jewels weren't stolen. A week ago, this man, Mr. Victor Thatch, had gotten a letter saying that the jewels were going to be stolen tonight.
We all had to dress up in costumes to be able to blend in with the rest of the guests. It was Halloween and Thatch was holding a costume party to celebrate the holiday.
I pushed back from the railing I had been leaning on and I walked over to the staircase. I lifted my dress up slightly so I wouldn't trip, and I went down the stairs. I spotted Alex and then Natalie and I nodded to them discreetly. "I'm going to head outside and see where the phantom is," I muttered into my molar mike.
Anthony's costume was of The Phantom of the Opera, which was the only thing he would consider wearing. The rest of us had on costumes that were more historical-that is what most of the other guests were wearing. Alex's costume was a 1700's dress that had really wide hoops that manage to hit everyone near her and made it really hard for her to walk through a doorway. Natalie had chosen a green flapper dress from that 1920's. As for my costume, I had picked out an Empire-style dress from the early 1800's. We were all wearing wigs too. Anthony had a grey-haired wig, Alex a blonde one, Natalie a black-haired one and I had a brown-haired wig.
I walked out of the room and onto the patio that looked out over the 405 freeway and down at the Getty Museum. I spotted a tall figure wearing a long black cape standing near the corner of the house and I walked over to him. As I stood next to him, he turned slightly and although there was a mask covering half his face, I could tell it was Anthony.
"It's a beautiful night," I said casually, not looking at him.
"It's too hazy to really see anything," he answered.
I nodded. That had been the code we worked out earlier; there was nothing out of the ordinary yet.
"Anything out there Dylan?" Alex asked.
"Nothing," I muttered. "I wish that letter would have been a little more specific."
"That would have taken all the fun out of this," I heard Natalie say cheerily.
I shook my head and was about to say something when Anthony tapped my arm softly. I looked over at him; he was looked at the side of the house. I looked that way and saw a figure climbing up to the room where the safe holding the jewels were.
"Excuse me," Anthony said. He turned and walked back to into the mansion.
"Heads up guys," I said into the mike. "Our thief is here and going up to the safe."
"I see Anthony going up," Natalie said.
"Me too," Alex said.
I turned from the view and went inside, looking for Mr. Thatch. When I saw him, I walked up to him and placed a hand on his arm.
"Excuse me please," Thatch said to the group of people he was talking to. He turned and walked across the room and over to the staircase.
I followed him to the third floor and then down a hallway to the room where the safe was.
Anthony walked up to us and held out his hand to Thatch. He took the keys from the man and walked over to the door and unlocked it. Then he walked back to us and motioned for us to be silent.
By that time Natalie and Alex had come into the hallway and stood next to us.
"You'd better go back to the stairs Mr. Thatch," Natalie whispered. "This will probably be dangerous."
Nodding, the man turned and walked down the hallway, away from us and the room with the safe.
When he had left, the four of us all took off our costumes (Anthony only had to take off his cape and mask) to reveal the black shirts and pants we had on underneath.
"I'll go in first with Anthony," Alex whispered. "Then you two follow." When we nodded, she walked over to the door and opened it slowly. She slipped inside with Anthony following her.
Natalie and I waited a few seconds before we went into the room.
Inside, I could see that Alex was standing next to the light switch and Anthony was standing near the window. I moved over to the doorway of the small office in the back of the room where the safe was.
There were rustling sounds coming from inside and I tensed up, flattening my back against the wall next to the doorway. The robber was taking the jewels out of the safe.
I heard the sound of a zipper being closed and then footsteps walking out of the office. I saw the thief walk past me, a gun in one hand and a duffel back in the other. I raised my leg and kicked the gun from the robber's hand. "Now!" I yelled.
Alex turned on the lights while Anthony ran to me and kicked the thief in the chest, knocking him against the wall and he fell unconscious.
Before Alex and Natalie could run over to us, a second person, wearing a costume, came out of the office and started firing a gun at us.
I felt a bullet hit me in the chest and I flew back onto the ground.
Anthony and the man fought over the gun for a few moments before Anthony got shot in the chest and fell to the floor too.
The man walked to the thief and picked up the duffel bag. Looking around the room to make sure that no one was in there, the man walked to the doorway, where he was met by Alex and Natalie. They both kicked him in the stomach and he fell to the ground, hitting his head and falling unconscious.
"You two okay?" Alex said, walking over to us.
"Just great," I said as Anthony helped me stand up. "Thank god for Kevlar vests."
"Did you manage to get him?" Mr. Thatch said anxiously, standing in the doorway.
"Yep and there were two thieves," Natalie answered, motioning to the two unconscious men sprawled on the floor.
"I know that man!" Thatch cried, looking down at the man wearing the costume. "He's my cousin's boyfriend. In fact, he was here at the party tonight."
"Looks like he let the robber in," Alex said. She took out her cell phone and dialed a number. "The police will be here soon to arrest these two," she said, hanging up the phone.
I picked up the duffle bag and handed it to Thatch. "The jewels should be in there," I said to him.
"Thank you all so much," he said, taking the bag.
We nodded to him and walked into the hallway, grabbing our costumes. Then we left the mansion and the party, which was still going, going out the back door.
When we reached our cars at the bottom of the hill, Natalie surprised us by handing us each a paper bag.
"What's in here?" Alex asked, looking inside her bag.
"Some candy since we had to work on Halloween," Natalie said, smiling.
"Thanks a bunch Nat," I said, reaching into the bag and pulling out a chocolate bar.
"Thank you," Anthony said to Natalie.
"I hope you have candy at home for yourself," Alex said.
"Of course, Pete bought some candy to hand out to trick 'or' treaters tonight and I made the bags for you," Natalie said. "Speaking of Pete, I better go home and help him."
"I better get home to," Alex said. "Talk to you guys later!" She turned and hurried into her car.
"See you guys," Natalie said, going to her car. "Happy Halloween!"
"Bye Nat, thanks for the candy again," I called as she drove away.
I turned to Anthony and said, "Ready to go and celebrate Halloween ourselves?"
He grinned down at me wickedly and took my car keys from my hand and pulled me to the car.
We drove back to our home and we celebrated the holiday for the rest of the night in bed.
A/N 2: The case in this chapter has very little, if nothing, to do with the rest of the story. I just have this in my story since the two movies did this as well.
Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters.
I
A Costume Party
Dylan
I looked down at the party that was taking place below me. A large group of people were dancing in the middle of the room, while the other guests were wandering around.
"Why the hell did I get stuck with this dress?" I heard Alex mutter in my ear.
I smiled and said softly, "You came late to the warehouse."
"And that dress was the only one that fit you," I heard Natalie say.
I could hear Alex grumbling, and I laughed softly to myself.
The four of us; Alex, Natalie, Anthony and I; were on a stakeout. We had been hired by a wealthy man to make sure his fiancée's jewels weren't stolen. A week ago, this man, Mr. Victor Thatch, had gotten a letter saying that the jewels were going to be stolen tonight.
We all had to dress up in costumes to be able to blend in with the rest of the guests. It was Halloween and Thatch was holding a costume party to celebrate the holiday.
I pushed back from the railing I had been leaning on and I walked over to the staircase. I lifted my dress up slightly so I wouldn't trip, and I went down the stairs. I spotted Alex and then Natalie and I nodded to them discreetly. "I'm going to head outside and see where the phantom is," I muttered into my molar mike.
Anthony's costume was of The Phantom of the Opera, which was the only thing he would consider wearing. The rest of us had on costumes that were more historical-that is what most of the other guests were wearing. Alex's costume was a 1700's dress that had really wide hoops that manage to hit everyone near her and made it really hard for her to walk through a doorway. Natalie had chosen a green flapper dress from that 1920's. As for my costume, I had picked out an Empire-style dress from the early 1800's. We were all wearing wigs too. Anthony had a grey-haired wig, Alex a blonde one, Natalie a black-haired one and I had a brown-haired wig.
I walked out of the room and onto the patio that looked out over the 405 freeway and down at the Getty Museum. I spotted a tall figure wearing a long black cape standing near the corner of the house and I walked over to him. As I stood next to him, he turned slightly and although there was a mask covering half his face, I could tell it was Anthony.
"It's a beautiful night," I said casually, not looking at him.
"It's too hazy to really see anything," he answered.
I nodded. That had been the code we worked out earlier; there was nothing out of the ordinary yet.
"Anything out there Dylan?" Alex asked.
"Nothing," I muttered. "I wish that letter would have been a little more specific."
"That would have taken all the fun out of this," I heard Natalie say cheerily.
I shook my head and was about to say something when Anthony tapped my arm softly. I looked over at him; he was looked at the side of the house. I looked that way and saw a figure climbing up to the room where the safe holding the jewels were.
"Excuse me," Anthony said. He turned and walked back to into the mansion.
"Heads up guys," I said into the mike. "Our thief is here and going up to the safe."
"I see Anthony going up," Natalie said.
"Me too," Alex said.
I turned from the view and went inside, looking for Mr. Thatch. When I saw him, I walked up to him and placed a hand on his arm.
"Excuse me please," Thatch said to the group of people he was talking to. He turned and walked across the room and over to the staircase.
I followed him to the third floor and then down a hallway to the room where the safe was.
Anthony walked up to us and held out his hand to Thatch. He took the keys from the man and walked over to the door and unlocked it. Then he walked back to us and motioned for us to be silent.
By that time Natalie and Alex had come into the hallway and stood next to us.
"You'd better go back to the stairs Mr. Thatch," Natalie whispered. "This will probably be dangerous."
Nodding, the man turned and walked down the hallway, away from us and the room with the safe.
When he had left, the four of us all took off our costumes (Anthony only had to take off his cape and mask) to reveal the black shirts and pants we had on underneath.
"I'll go in first with Anthony," Alex whispered. "Then you two follow." When we nodded, she walked over to the door and opened it slowly. She slipped inside with Anthony following her.
Natalie and I waited a few seconds before we went into the room.
Inside, I could see that Alex was standing next to the light switch and Anthony was standing near the window. I moved over to the doorway of the small office in the back of the room where the safe was.
There were rustling sounds coming from inside and I tensed up, flattening my back against the wall next to the doorway. The robber was taking the jewels out of the safe.
I heard the sound of a zipper being closed and then footsteps walking out of the office. I saw the thief walk past me, a gun in one hand and a duffel back in the other. I raised my leg and kicked the gun from the robber's hand. "Now!" I yelled.
Alex turned on the lights while Anthony ran to me and kicked the thief in the chest, knocking him against the wall and he fell unconscious.
Before Alex and Natalie could run over to us, a second person, wearing a costume, came out of the office and started firing a gun at us.
I felt a bullet hit me in the chest and I flew back onto the ground.
Anthony and the man fought over the gun for a few moments before Anthony got shot in the chest and fell to the floor too.
The man walked to the thief and picked up the duffel bag. Looking around the room to make sure that no one was in there, the man walked to the doorway, where he was met by Alex and Natalie. They both kicked him in the stomach and he fell to the ground, hitting his head and falling unconscious.
"You two okay?" Alex said, walking over to us.
"Just great," I said as Anthony helped me stand up. "Thank god for Kevlar vests."
"Did you manage to get him?" Mr. Thatch said anxiously, standing in the doorway.
"Yep and there were two thieves," Natalie answered, motioning to the two unconscious men sprawled on the floor.
"I know that man!" Thatch cried, looking down at the man wearing the costume. "He's my cousin's boyfriend. In fact, he was here at the party tonight."
"Looks like he let the robber in," Alex said. She took out her cell phone and dialed a number. "The police will be here soon to arrest these two," she said, hanging up the phone.
I picked up the duffle bag and handed it to Thatch. "The jewels should be in there," I said to him.
"Thank you all so much," he said, taking the bag.
We nodded to him and walked into the hallway, grabbing our costumes. Then we left the mansion and the party, which was still going, going out the back door.
When we reached our cars at the bottom of the hill, Natalie surprised us by handing us each a paper bag.
"What's in here?" Alex asked, looking inside her bag.
"Some candy since we had to work on Halloween," Natalie said, smiling.
"Thanks a bunch Nat," I said, reaching into the bag and pulling out a chocolate bar.
"Thank you," Anthony said to Natalie.
"I hope you have candy at home for yourself," Alex said.
"Of course, Pete bought some candy to hand out to trick 'or' treaters tonight and I made the bags for you," Natalie said. "Speaking of Pete, I better go home and help him."
"I better get home to," Alex said. "Talk to you guys later!" She turned and hurried into her car.
"See you guys," Natalie said, going to her car. "Happy Halloween!"
"Bye Nat, thanks for the candy again," I called as she drove away.
I turned to Anthony and said, "Ready to go and celebrate Halloween ourselves?"
He grinned down at me wickedly and took my car keys from my hand and pulled me to the car.
We drove back to our home and we celebrated the holiday for the rest of the night in bed.
