Cause of Death - Regrets Chapter 1 Bonus scene.
Hey guys ! Thank you so much to everyone who has reviewed so far. I am really happy of the amount of reviews I have gotten, since this is my first story. I really didn't think I would get any reviews, so thank you I really appreciate it. And I have taken on board what you guys have said and your advise has really helped. So I have tried improving my grammar so fingers cross it's better. So anyways back to the story, this is the bonus scene to the first chapter. This is 1 week prior to what has happened and the events that led up to the heated argurement between Mal and Natara. There will be one - two chapters about this because there are some secrets and some hidden twists in this story, you could say there is more to this than meets the eye. So hope you guys like it and sorry if it sucks all I can do is my best. P.S this is a long chapter.
1 week before the argument - Hidden Secrets never to be told ..
You are now Mal Fallon.
You and Natara exit the precinct after a long day of work, after working on the Tommy Miller case. You look up and smile at Natara.
"Great job today, partner. It's been a long day, if you haven't got any plans, would you fancy hanging out tonight?" You say, impatiently waiting for the answer, hoping it will be a yes.
Natara looks up at you, returning a smile. "Yeah, sure, why not? I haven't got anything else planned."
"I thought you might of had plans with Golden Boy ?" You playfully tease.
Natara lets out a small chuckle, then sighs. "No, Oscar is working late tonight, he has a big case in which he needs to go through some paper work. But it would be great to spend some time with you."
"Yeah that would be great. So do you fancy some takeout? Chinese maybe? With a couple of drinks at my place?" You say with a child like smile.
"Yeah. Chinese's sounds great. You have yourself a deal, Mal."
You open the door for Natara to get in your car, and then you go around to the driver's side, joining Natara in your vehicle. You look at her and say, "I know why we make a good team."
She looks at you puzzled, then pauses. After a while, she says: "Why's that, Mal?"
You grin and playfully tease her again. "Because you're working with this handsome devil."
She grins, but gently lowers her voice."I didn't know I worked with one." She begins to laugh at her own joke.
You frown at her, and then return a wide grin. "Hey, you know it's true though."
Natara laughs. "Okay Mal, whatever you say."
You are now Natara Williams.
A couple minutes later, you arrive at Mal's apartment. You both sit on the couch as you dig in to your takeout, smelling the aromas of the different flavors drifting up to your nose as you sip the sweet tasting white wine on your lips, allowing it to trickle down your throat, as the sweetness of the wine mixes in with your taste buds.
There is an awkward silence before Mal breaks the ice. "Erm…Natara you have something on your…"
You look at him in a confused manner. "What's wrong, Mal?"
He starts to laugh. "You have something on your..." He tries to say it but he can't stop laughing.
You glare at him. "What is it, Mal? Spit it out already. What's so funny?"
Mal stops laughing and smirks. "It just that you have...some sauce on your lips."
"Oh, how embarrassing. Have I got it off yet?" You say as you frantically try to wipe the bit of sauce off your lips.
Mal chuckles. "You're a mile off. Here, let me get it off for you."
Mal grabs a napkin from the coffee table. He begins to leans forward, getting closer and closer near your face. For some reason, your heart starts to thump quickly. You can't resist but to gaze into his sparkling blue eyes, trying not to get lost in them.
He's almost touching your face. You can feel his warm breathe on your neck; it tingles down your whole body. You think to yourself. He only wiping some sauce away. Just calm down, Natara. Why I am panicking for...oh God… Remember you're with Oscar, Natara. Mal's just your partner and nothing more.
Mal lightly touches your cheek and moves lower down your face with the napkin. You can feel his rough fingers through the napkin as he runs it down your smooth cheek then to your lips. His gentle touch on your cheek makes you quiver as you start to feel weak, giving in to his irresistible charm. He then locates the spot where the sauce is and gently wipes it off as you start to blush uncontrollably. You can feel your walls of composure crumbling with every touch. He stays near your face as your eyes lock with an intense glance for a long moment.
After a second, you look away and awkwardly say: "Uh, Thanks Mal. I think you got it."
Mal looks up and starts to blush, then looks nervously at you. "Oh...er...yeah, sorry." Then he regains his composure and changes the subject. "How about a movie? Horror or romance? I've got either Saw or P.S. I Love You."
You look at him with a grin and playfully tease: "Definitely horror…I want to watch Saw. That is if you're not too scared to watch it."
He begins to smirk. "Oh, yeah. I don't think I'll be the one scared."
You glare at him. "Oh, I've seen things a lot scarier than this, seeing you during a hangover is one of them. So I'm not worried about myself, I'm more worried about you. No crying allowed, Mal."
He laughs. "Hey! That was only one time. Don't worry about me, I'm tough. I'll try my best not to cry, but I'm not making any promises." He pauses. "But Natara, if you get scared, don't worry…I'm here to protect you." You share a look and smile as Mal puts in the movie, and you both settle down to watch the film together.
You are now Oscar Santos.
It is a cold, dark, late night and you have just finished work at 10:30 p.m. You open the doors of the empty building and cautiously look around to see if anyone is outside where you are.
There is no sign of anything or anyone; it's very quiet. You step out the doors and go to your car, which is parked outside. You enter your vehicle, making sure no one is watching and you pull out your phone.
You dial a number waiting for the person to answer. It rings once, then twice before you are greeted by a husky but recognizable voice. You gulp and begin to speak.
"H-hello." You say nervously, starting to shake about what you are about to do. But it's too late, your mind is already made up.
The voice replies sarcastically."Hello there, Oscar. Long time, no see. So what makes you call me at this time?"
You know there no backing out now, so you carry on talking. "I need you to do me a little favor."
"Oh, really. How can I help?" The voices says in a smug manner.
"Well…I need some business taken care of."
"Okay, what kind of business? I'll see what I can do."
"Well, there's just this one problem that I need going away permanently, if you know what I mean." You begin to explain. "Thank you for this. I think you going to enjoy it. Here's the plan."
You talk on the phone for another 30 minutes before hanging up. You look into the mirror, and then down at your hands. Your breathing becomes heavier and you shake uncontrollably, as the color drains from your face, from nicely-shaded tan to a ghostly white, before you angrily slam your hands onto the wheel and speed off into the night.
You are now Natara Williams.
You blink as you open your eyes slowly. You feel drowsy and unaware of your surroundings, but you can feel someone's warm body next to you and a caressing arm wrapped around your waist.
You sit up and realize that it's Mal, and you must have fallen asleep while watching the movie together. You shoot up in a panic, realizing that it's late and you need to get home.
You look at Mal and smile as you see him peacefully sleeping before nudging him. He shoots up in confusion. "Ahhh what...? Huh...?"
You let out a small chuckle. "It okay, Mal. Uh, but I need to get going now, it's getting late."
Mal rises to his feet and grabs your coat from the nearby hanger, clearing his throat. " Y-yeah, of course. See you tomorrow." He puts his head down, secretly wishing you could stay with him.
"Yep, will do. Bright and early. Thanks for a lovely evening, Mal. I really enjoyed it. Hope we can do it again sometime." You say as a large smile forms on your lips.
Mal looks back up at you and returns a smile. "Yeah, most definitely. Thanks for coming."
You glance at him with an intense look, your eyes meeting his in a passionate glaze. After a moment, you unexpectedly learn over, placing a soft, gentle kiss on his cheek.
Mal is stunned by this action and is speechless. You blush and realize the action you have just done, thinking: Oh my gosh! I just didn't do that. What did I do that for?" You both go silent for a few minutes before you say awkwardly: "W…well…err... Goodnight, Mal." You are about to head out the door when Mal grabs your arm.
"Wait, Natara."
You nervously spin back around to face him, looking deeply into his eyes. Before you can say anything, Mal wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you close. Your heart is beating so fast that you can't catch your breath or struggle to get words out of your mouth. "M..Mal, what are...y-you...?" It's like all of your feelings are coming out at once.
Mal touches your cheek softly, just like he did before. His gentle touch on your face makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside.
This can't be happening! You frantically think. I shouldn't be feeling this way for Mal, he my partner!
"I should really get going." You say under your breath, trying to reassure yourself not to panic. You try to pull away but can't seem to…it's like you have gone numb. Mal doesn't seem to hear as he runs his fingers through your silkily, soft, chocolate brown hair. He slowly shifts a loose piece of your hair aside from your cheek.
He inches closer and closer to you as your noses start to brush together. Before you know it, you can feel his soft, tender lips touching yours as you kiss tenderly. You embrace for a long moment before you pull away and look at him in a surprised way. You feel ashamed, but something inside of you is telling you not to stop. You lean in for a final kiss.
Before pulling away a second time, you suddenly feel the realization of what's just happened, hitting you like a bullet. You look away from Mal, but his eyes are still trained on you, looking guilty but also sorrowful that you pulled away.
"I-I'm..sorry. I..need to go. Bye, Mal."
Mal's face turns to pure sadness as he stutters: "Y-yeah…I'm really, really...sorry. I don't know what came over me."
You quickly rush out of his apartment, feeling guilty for kissing Mal, because you're with Oscar. But for some reason, it felt different from Oscar's kiss. With Mal, it felt more passionate and meaningful. That nothing else mattered, and that all of your troubles had suddenly melted away, your heart feeling love and excitement.
You sigh as you reach your apartment.
"What am I going to do. I kissed Mal! What about Oscar? You frantically ponder. I'm so torn. Oh God…I can't tell Oscar about this.
"Oh no, what have I done?" You speak suddenly, the words flowing right out of your mouth. "What am I going to do now?"
To be continued…
