This is the end my friends. But a fun end.
Natalia sighed. This was the most stupid thing Calleigh had ever thought off. Natalia had to go in as a "newbie" and attempt to get Ryan as her first customer. Scheming, scheming, and more scheming.
Her outfit was going to get her killed. But Natalia never went anywhere without her gun. Well at least almost anywhere.
The taxi had dropped her off in the dirtiest, foulest part of town, and she headed down the street. In one of the alleys their suspect was standing in the doorway of an apartment building, smoking a cigarette.
"Are you mister Block?" Natalia asked in her shyest, I'm- afraid- that- my- parents- will- find- out- that- I'm- a- hooker voice. Her accent added to the fact she could be an illegal immigrant making a living any way possible.
"Yes. Who sent you? I wasn't expecting any visitors today." He said in a gruff voice, dropping his cigarette, crushing it under his heel.
"My friend told me that I could find you here. I'm new around here." Natalia said, her accent getting thicker.
"Well, what's your name girl?" Mr. Block asked.
"Maria." Natalia said. So now she was Maria.
"Ok, Maria, you been in this business before?" He asked. He reminded Natalia of one of those Men in Black guys. Suit, glasses, and Bluetooth. But then again most pimps slash drug dealers usually dressed like Men in Black. Natalia nodded.
"How many customers?" He asked, yet without Natalia answer he said. "With your beauty, probably too many to count, am I right?"
Natalia nodded.
"Well come on in then." He said and Natalia followed him. They entered an apartment on the second floor. As they entered, the man made Natalia give up her purse.
"Why are you taking away my purse?" Natalia asked sounding like a 5 year old whose teddy bear was just stolen from.
"Just purse check." The Asian girl who was going through the purse found Natalia revolver and let it hang from her index finger.
"That's only for protection." Natalia said. Damn it. Natalia thought.
"There's no need for that." The guy said. Natalia's purse was handed back to her as the guy led her through the 5 bedroom apartment. "Here's the loan closet. Use some clothes out of here until you get some of your own." He said, sliding open a door. Inside were tops and bottoms of various colors and prints. If the girl was up for something else there were above knee cocktail dresses. "I'll give you some time to redress. Keep the earrings." He said motioning to Natalia's hoop earrings. "I like 'em." So Natalia was left one on one with a closet of slutty clothes. Wait a second, Natalia thought to herself. Actually right now was her time to shine. The first thing she pulled out was a leopard print silk top. Okay, maybe, she said to herself. All the other tops were to cut up for Natalia's slash Maria's flavor so she included the top she chose first in her outfit. Natalia looked all around the room for a clock. It was 9:30pm. The SWAT stakeout was going to set up in about 5 minutes. Natalia peered out the shut blinds. Well she was wrong. A street rock band, two party girls, a woman with a baby carriage, who ironically was Calleigh were already out on the street. "You all right in there?" The Mr. Block asked knocking on the door.
"Yes sir." Natalia said. Suddenly something with black lace caught Natalia's eye. She gingerly pulled it out, uncovering a black corset with a fire truck red bow. Bingo. So, Natalia looked at shoes at the bottom to the closet. Bright platform shoes, clear platform shoes, platform shoes or all colors and designs. But Natalia was looking for something else. So pushing those shoes aside she uncovered leather stilettos. A little voice in her head said "Another bingo darling." Next to the shoes rack was a plastic bin full of stockings of all sorts. Not up for any other surprises, Natalia pulled out a pair of fishnet stockings. Pulling off her ripped and torn jeans she pulled the stockings on, now looking for some kind of skirt.
"Come on girl, hurry up!" Mr. Block yelled to the door. Natalia, in hurry, pulled out a leather mini, and pulled that on, the skirt followed by the boots. She was ready. Almost. Whatever. Natalia opened the door, Mr. Block standing there.
"Girl, just because I told you that I liked your earrings doesn't mean you had to skimp on everything else." He said, taking Natalia by the hand. Walking her over the accessories table, he put on half a dozen golden bangles on her arm, a Lucite ring on her index finger of her left hand, and a silver heart locket that hung barely above Natalia's ample cleavage. "Ok, Maria, Amber will get your hair and makeup in place." He said, taking Natalia and leading her into a separate bedroom. There a Caucasian brunette sat, surrounded by colorful pots of makeup. After Natalia's 15 minute session with Amber, Natalia had tight curls, a smoky eye, glittered up eye lashes, lips the color of the bow on her corset and glossiness of her ring, and a dewy completion with her cheeks lightly filled with a bit of a color. Amber called in Mr. Block for a last inspection. He added a rhinestone adorned wire headband to Natalia's dark curls, and clapped his hands. A knock sounded on the main door. Nice timing boy, Natalia thought. Amber led Natalia out the door, into the main room where Ryan, dressed very "though" in a leather jacket, gun metal colored jeans, a silk shirt that looked like it was stolen from Eric's closet (thought it wasn't), and grey Nikes was standing. Natalia fought to keep a straight face as he conversed with the pimp, as he eyed Natalia.
"That girl free today?" Ryan asked, pointing at Natalia.
"Uh, she's a newbie, but if you want her-" Mr. Block trailed off.
"Sure." Ryan said, putting his hand on his back pocket, ready to pull out his wallet.
"Oh no, no, no." Mr. Block said, putting his hand on Ryan's arm. "You pay after." Mr. Block said almost dragging Natalia from her spot to where Ryan was standing. "Let me give you some privacy." He said and led them both upstairs to a one bedroom flat. "Enjoy" Mr. Block winked, as he closed the door behind them.
"So, I am your first one, Maria?" Ryan asked, his arms around her waist.
"Yes sir." Natalia said, blushing a bit.
"Oh, don't call me "sir", sweetie, I'm Ryan." Ryan said.
"Oh ok." Natalia smiled. "Ryan."
"Beautiful accent" Ryan said, and without any warning they were in a heated kissing duel. Walking past a radio, Natalia subtly turned it on, the radio on "I Like It" by Enrique Iglesias. Natalia had another urge to hit her face, but they had already reached the unsanitary, bed so Natalia pushed Ryan, Ryan making the bed emit a squeak.
Calleigh, Eric, were taking the first floor as SWAT members took the 2nd floor.
"Just stay in your apartment" Calleigh said, as they busted into an apartment in which an old lady and a little boy were watching X-Men. They both nodded. "Nothing yet." Calleigh muttered, as one of the SWAT party girls told Calleigh that they just raided the pimp's apartment not finding him.
"Must be on the last floor" Eric said, as they opened the first apartment door. Nothing. 2nd. Still nothing. SWAT members carrying automatic guns appeared on the other side of the corridor opening each door.
Suddenly, all of them poured into an apartment. Eric and Calleigh followed. There was the lair. Their suspect was sitting around a tv, a VCR under it, with other tapes around.
"Ryan, do you copy?" Calleigh asked her device. No answer. Ryan and Natalia were still passionately making out of the tv screen, Natalia, unbuttoning his shirt. "RYAN!" Calleigh barked into her box. No response. "RYAN, DO YOU COPY?" Calleigh yelled so hard, Eric ducked.
"Yes, Calleigh I copy." Ryan said dreamily.
"We caught him. You can unglue yourself from Natalia now." Calleigh snapped, not really knowing why herself.
"What?" Natalia asked.
"We got him" Ryan said, as Natalia ran a hand through her hand. "Come on." Ryan said, as they both slipped off the bed.
"I forgot to tell you this to fake this out, but I am freezing to death, Ryan! Death!" Natalia said.
Ryan smiled, placing his jacket on her shoulders and they both walked out of the apartment.
Calleigh, who was already standing outside the door, clapped when Natalia came out. "I think I understand the glue effect now." She said.
"Did that solve your problem, Wolfe?" Eric asked, tilting his head, Ryan glaring draggers at him.
"Yeah. It sure did." Ryan said, his mouth a thin line. Natalia smirked, pleased at how uncomfortable Ryan was.
"Well you're glad Maxine wasn't here" Calleigh said, Ryan shifting his weight uncomfortably. Calleigh gave him a quick head to toe look over, noticing how his arm was around Natalia's waist. "You know that I enjoy keeping you here but you guys need to go home already. Natalia's been through a pimp and Ryan, you were afraid she was gonna get killed in this part of Miami. So both of you, now that you got this spark in your love life, go home and enjoy yourselves." Calleigh said, sounding more like a game host, than a person who just solved a case about a serial killer.
Without any word, Natalia and Ryan left, leaving Eric and Calleigh one on one. "That was….slightly disturbing." Eric laughed.
"Oh shut." Calleigh hit Eric lightly. "But I applaud Maxine for the idea."
Both of them were in the car, as Ryan cranked up the heat. Natalia smiled a thank you.
"Nat, please explain to me, why do we ever listen to what Maxine says?" Ryan said a hand on her knee.
"Maxine gives out crazy ideas, but this idea worked out." Natalia said.
"I like the outfit." Ryan gave her a mischievous grin.
"Of course, you do." Natalia said, pulling Ryan into a chaste kiss, but it didn't end up very chaste when Ryan invaded her mouth. "Look-" Natalia said, pulling away. "Let's get this to your place because I am freaked by this neighborhood" Natalia said.
Ryan sighed. "Please?" Natalia batted her eye lashes.
"It's not like I would say no to getting you back into your comfort zone…" Ryan said.
"So drive." Natalia said. "Because Calleigh was right. It did put a spark in"
Ok, I wanted to pull my hair out when the pimp left them alone, but I ended up laughing my arse off by the end of the chapter. :)
R&R and we'll start CUIAHR.