CHAPTER TWO


Alex was only a couple of blocks away from the hotel, when she noticed something on the floor inside the car. It was a black leather wallet than carried Diana's FBI badge and ID. She assumed that Diana had dropped it earlier on her way out.

"Great! Now, she's gonna think that I lifted it from her pocket." Alex grumbled under her breath.

She turned to Ray and asked him to turn the car around and go back to Diana's apartment.


Back at the apartment, Diana slowly open her eyes and winced at the pain in her head. She tried to move, but she found herself handcuffed to the rails of her bed. She struggled to free herself, when she heard a laugh coming from the darkness. Javon emerged from the shadows and revealed himself to Diana.

"Don't hurt yourself, baby. That's my job." Javon told her. "Nice gun." he said, pointing her own gun at her.

"Javon,what the hell are you doing?" Diana screamed, still struggling to free her hands.

"Shhh, baby. Save the screams for later...when I'm inside you." Javon tried to silence her.

He walked towards her and was about to get in the bed with her, when she started kicking.

"Let me go now, or I swear you'll pay." Diana warned him.

Javon cocked the gun and pointed it to her face, the barrel pressed to her chin. "No, you will pay! You'll pay for humiliating me! All those snickering, and the whispers from behind my back after you broke up with me and came out as a lesbian...you'll pay for that!" he yelled.

Diana stared at him. This was more than just a drunken outrage. He's gone mad. She could see it in his eyes. All the anger. All his hatred for her that he carried for all those years. She watched helplessly as he climbed on the bed with her. Within seconds, he was on top of her, the gun still pressed to her face.

"We don't need the cuffs...or the gun. I'll do anything you like. Just like the old times." she tried to calm Javon.

"You lying bitch! You think I'm stupid, huh?" Javon said.

With one hand, he ripped open her blouse, revealing her bra. Never taking the gun away from her head, he pulled down her pants, his hand forcing it's way inside her panties.

"STOP!" Diana screamed on top of her lungs.

"Shut up!" Javon ordered her. Once she had stopped screaming, he let his tongue trailed upwards, stopping inches away from her face. "You still like it rough, baby?" he asked. "That's how you wanted it back then...hard and deep." he said, biting her neck.

Diana cringed. "YOU wanted it rough, you sick bastard!" she spat on his face.

Javon slapped her hard on the cheek, and was about to pistol whip her, but was interrupted when the room was filled with a loud noise. Somebody was pressing the apartment buzzer. Javon jumped out of bed and signaled Diana to be quiet.

"Whoever it is, get rid of them." Javon ordered her. He pointed the gun to her head with one hand, and pressed the intercom with the other .

"Who is it?" Diana asked, trying to keep herself calm.

"It's me. You left something back in the car." Alex's voice was music to Diana's ear.

Javon saw the change in Diana's face. He took his hand off the intercom. "Make her go away...or I'll kill her in front of you. Or maybe we should let her in...make her watch." he whispered threateningly. She saw the fear in her eyes. "Didn't think so." he added. He pressed the button again.

"It's kinda late, LEXI." Diana said.

"It's kind of important, Di." Alex replied.

"Can't it wait till tomorrow, Lexi?" Diana asked, hoping that Alex realizes that something was up.

"But I'm already here now." Alex insisted.

"Please, Lexi. I'm tired and I have a big headache. I'll call you tomorrow, baby, I promise." Diana squeezed her eyes shut, as Javon took his finger off the intercom, ending the conversation.

"Brava, baby! Great acting." Javon praised her.

He climbed on the bed again with her. With the gun still pointed at her and her hands still cuffed, Diana lay there helplessly. He kissed her hard on the mouth, prying it open with his tongue. There was nothing gentle about his actions. He only wanted to claim her body. She tried to bite his tongue, which he seem to like.

"No, Javon! STOP!" Diana screamed.

Javon was wild with lust, he didn't notice the other person in the room who recently joined them. The one who stealthily came in through the window and was now inches away from them. Within seconds, strong hands pulled him off of Diana and away from the bed.

"I believe I heard the lady said 'stop'." Alex told him, before punching him hard on the jaw.

Not long after that, he was sprawled on the floor, his body convulsing, before he passed out.

Alex found the light switch and turn the light on. She took the gun from the still unconscious Javon. She saw Diana back on the bed, and quickly uncuffed her.

"Thanks." Diana told Alex, rubbing her hurting wrists. "How did you know?" she asked.

"You called me 'Lexi'." Alex answered. "Didn't seem right." she added. "Good thing I still remember my way around here from last time." she said, cocking her head towards the window.

Diana smiled while she fixed her clothes on. "Impeccable timing too." she told Alex. She noticed a black contraption wrap around her hand. "What's that?" she asked her.

"My 'blast knuckles'...don't leave home without it. It's what you'd get if a taser and a brass knuckle had a baby together. Packs one hell of a punch." Alex replied.

"Where did you get those?" Diana asked .

"Custom-made." Alex answered. "I'll send you one in the mail." she said.

"You do that." Diana replied. She put the handcuffs on Javon. "Stay here...I'll call the cops." she told Alex.

"Diana..." Alex called her back. "If he starts to regain consciousness before the cops get here, can I zap him again?" she asked the FBI agent.

The grin on her face matching the one in Alex's. "You can zap him as many times as you like." Diana permitted her, before walking out of the room to make the call.


Peter Burke walked inside Diana's apartment, followed by Neal Caffrey and Clinton Jones. The place was crawling with cops. Diana saw them and waved them over.

"What are you boys doing here?" Diana asked them.

"Captain Shattuck gave me a call about a disturbance on one of my agents' place. These two just tagged along." Peter answered. "What happened?" Peter asked.

Neal recognized the other person being questioned by the cops. "What's Alex doing here?" he asked curiously.

Diana told them the same story she told the cops. She told them about Javon and their history, and about how Alex came to her rescue.

"You sure you're alright?" Jones asked her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. They arrested Walker. He'll be going away for a long time! Not even his father can help him now." Diana answered.

They saw Alex approaching them, done being questioned by the detective.

"You okay?" Neal asked her.

"Why wouldn't I be?" Alex replied.

"How did you even know Diana was in trouble?" Peter asked suspiciously.

"She called me by the wrong name." Alex answered.

"Yeah, I got that...what were you doing here in the first place?" Peter pressed.

"I came here to return her badge." Alex replied.

"Wait, what were you doing with her badge?" Jones asked.

"I must have dropped it after when you took me home after dinner." It was Diana who answered.

"Wait...you two had dinner? Together?" Neal inquired, quite confused.

Alex rolled her eyes. "Jesus! You can read the statement I gave to the cops." she told them. She turned to Diana. "The detective said I'm free to go. You good here?" she said.

"Yeah, I'm good." Diana answered. "Thanks again." she added.

"Don't mention it." Alex replied. "You take care now, Crumpet." she teased.

"Will do." Diana said with a laugh. "Watch your back, Muffin." she told Alex.

"Crumpet? Muffin? Boss, I have a feeling we missed something big." Jones told Peter.

"I have a feeling that you're right." Peter replied.

"I'm leaving now." Alex announced.

"I'll take you home." Neal said, getting an 'okay' nod from Peter.

"No, thanks. I'm fine. I have a car waiting outside." she told him.

"I'll walk you out." Neal insisted.

After Alex and Neal left, Diana looked around and saw the big mess in her apartment.

"How the hell am I supposed to explain this to Christie?" she muttered out loud.


Outside, Neal walked beside Alex. Both didn't say a word

Neal cleared his throat. "Heard you were back in town." he told, breaking the silence.

"Yeah. Leaving tomorrow morning though. Didn't Mozzie tell you?" Alex replied.

"Why would Mozzie know?" Neal asked.

"I had lunch with him earlier today." Alex answered.

Neal paused for a while. "You had lunch with Mozzie. You had dinner with Diana. And you were gonna leave town with out saying hello or goodbye to me. What's the matter, Alex? We're not friends anymore?" he pressed.

Alex shrugged. "That's just the way things are nowadays, Caffrey." she said, stopping beside a black Bentley.

Neal recognized the car. "Wait...is that Harvey's?" he asked.

"None of your business." Alex replied. She looked Neal in the eye. "Do me a favor...make sure Diana stays fine." she said.

"I didn't know you two were close." Neal noticed.

"Let's just say we've bonded over this experience." Alex told him. "She's one hell of a woman, that one." she added, about to get inside the car.

"Alex?" he called her name.

"Yes, Neal?" she answered.

"You're not a lesbian." Neal pointed out.

"Oh...people's quaint little categories." Alex giggled. "Good...bad...gay...straight...black...white. How quickly you forget...most people live in the gray areas of life. That's where all the fun is." she added.

"What the hell does that even mean?" Neal asked.

Alex leaned closer and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Goodbye, Caffrey." she told him.

Neal followed her with his eyes, as she got inside the car, and watched as the car sped away.

"Till next time, Alex." he whispered, before turning back to return to Diana's apartment.


~FINI~


FOOTNOTE :

*Self-Beta'd, like all of my works...hope that's okay.