Drunken Desires
Disclaimer: I don't own Fastlane, the characters or any rights to it whatsoever, I just write my own twisted storylines.
Background: Okay, we all remember how we got left hanging after "Iced". Well in my own Fastlane world, this story takes place about six months later. Billie got rescued, went through three months of rehab and is now back at work. Hill got transferred and The Candy Store is still in operation.
Chapter 1: I hate you! I hate you more!
Billie sat in her chair behind her desk. Her arms were folded on her chest and she sat there. Staring. And silent. She sat there staring a hole through Van's chest and not saying a word. She was mad; okay, make that absolutely livid. He had done it again. "Van, what the hell were you thinking?" She shouted, startling him and Deaq half to death. "Billie, I…I" he stammered. "Shut up!" she yelled back. "I thought we had an understanding! You SWORE it would never happen again! You said that after the fiascos with Cassidy Shaw and Sophia Jones that a mark was just that, a mark!" Billie hollered as she got out of her chair to stand in front of Van, staring down into his soulful green eyes. The fury fully present in her pool blue eyes. "She was a mark! Then through the course of the investigation, that YOU put us on, might I add, I got to know her better and realized that she just did it out of fear that Dan would kill her." Van explained hoping to enrage her to the point of speechlessness, by blaming her for his indiscretion with Adrienne Wilson. As soon as he said it though, he realized that it was only going to make her want to kill him more than she already did. "So, this is my fault? You're a sex maniac and this is all my fault?" She screamed getting only inches from his face. Okay, now he was scared. She had never done this before.
'Come on man, don't be stupid; she's harmless.' Van thought to himself. As if reading his thoughts, she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and yanked him up to his feet. "What the hell are you doing?" Van asked shocked as his butt left his seat. "I think she's about to kill you partner." Deaq commented with a slight grin on his face. "Shut up jerk-wad!" Van spat back at him. "He's almost right Van; if it weren't illegal I WOULD kill you!" She hissed. "Using heroine is illegal but you didn't let that stop you from doing it, now did you?" Van stupidly retorted. "Oh shit." Deaq muttered and prepared for his partners dead body to be dropped at his feet. It took Billie a second to realize what he had said, but when she did, all hell broke loose. "Why you little prick!" She hollered as she flung him against her desk…. hard. "That was different. I did that so I wouldn't blow a case!" She yelled as he slammed into the desk and yelped in pain. "This case didn't involve anything like that! Adrienne and Dan robbed a bank, kidnapped a teller and she just stood by while he tied that girl up to a chair, attached a cinder block to it and threw it off a dock!" Van just stood there shocked. This case raised a passion in her he hadn't seen since the Gavin West bust. "I know Billie, but she was afraid she would die!" Van tried to defend Adrienne. "I wonder if that twenty year old teller was afraid she was going to die too? What do you think her last thought was, Van? Do you think she wondered if her death would hurt or do you suppose she was wondering about her one year old little girl at home?" Billie questioned, her rage turning into some form of sorrow. When Van went quiet for an inordinately long time for him, she sat next to Deaq. "Well?" She asked, wanting him to answer the question. "Well what?" Van replied. "What do you think?" Billie snapped. "I think, I think I hate you!" Van spat out and started to walk out of her office. "I hate you more jackass!" She shouted after him.
Okay, that's it. There will be more background as the story continues. Be sure to look for why Billie feels/reacts so strongly in the next two chapters! What do you think so far? Please r&r!