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Authors Note: This story is a sequel to 'Offspring' which can be found on my web page. It won third place for romantic relationship story. (Torino Award) I had told everyone that I had planned a sequel, to further explore the possible relationship between Starsky and Hutch's sister, Kelli. Well here it is, just to recap…Starsky and Kelli became close when Simon Marcus' goons had kidnapped them. Kelli, at the time, had an abusive boyfriend, Bobby, which she quickly ditched (with Starsky and Hutch's help.) Well, Bobby was gone, but not for good…

Second Chance

Chapter Four

Starsky sat up and ripped the phone from Kelli's shaking hand as he pursed his lips together and spoke into the receiver menacingly.

"Listen here Bobby; you had better just stay away from…" He growled as the line went dead.

Starsky replaced the hand set on its cradle as he looked at Kelli, who was sobbing, her face still pale and her hand shaking visibly. He pulled her into a tight embrace as he felt her body shudder.

"Shhhh, it s'okay…I'm here…" He assured her as he stroked her head.

"No it's not okay…" She responded as she looked up, her pale blue eyes searching his. "He knows I'm here, he knows I'm here with you…he said he's gonna get even with us…thinks we're doing this just to make him mad…he means it Dave, I've never seen him like this before. " She stammered as Starsky took both of her hands in his.

"So what if he knows…how long has he been bothering you Kelli?" He asked, wondering why she hadn't mentioned this.

"Just the past week, I thought he'd let it go…" She spoke quietly.

"Why didn't you tell me?" The brunet asked.

"I thought he'd just go away…I was going to tell you, but I really thought he would drop this Dave."

"You still have the restraining order against him?" Starsky asked, the cop in him taking over.

She nodded silently as he cupped her cheek in his hand. "It s'okay Kelli, we're here now, he won't hurt you, I promise…" A single cheer rolled down her face as he brushed it away with his thumb. "You trust me dontcha?" He asked as she nodded again. "Atta girl…tomorrow we'll go to the police station and file a complaint, but first, I gotta let Hutch know what's happening."

Starsky jumped out of bed and threw on his jeans, pulling his red button down shirt over both shoulders and heading out of the room. His hair was tousled and his shirt barely on as he made his way next door.

Without even knocking he busted through the door, quickly noting a sleeping Beth and a frustrated Hutch sitting on his own bed watching TV. Hutch jumped in surprise, not quite expecting the intrusion, and then making quick note of Starsky's appearance.

"Jeez Buddy, the least you could do is get dressed before barging in here, she is my sister remember?" Hutch joked as Starsky's expression worried him. "What's the matter, what's going on?"

"We just got a phone call from Bobby, your sister's ex-boyfriend. Seems he still thinks she is his property, and he claims he's coming after her…or us…"

"Where's Kel?" He stood up immediately and headed for the door.

"She's next door." He answered as Hutch walked out of the room with Starsky on his heals.

Hutch knocked lightly and opened the door slowly. "Kel?" He said softly as he entered the room.

She was sitting on the small love seat by the window, the lights in the room turned down low for ambiance. She looked up at her brother as Hutch walked towards her, Starsky following close behind.

"Hey, you okay?" He still spoke softly, with deep concern and understanding.

She nodded as he sat next to her. "M'fine Ken…really its okay…"

Hutch could feel her trembling as even the sofa shook slightly. "C'mere honey," he pulled her into a tight embrace, "its gonna be okay don't worry, alright?"

"No its not…he's nuts Ken…I'm sorry I didn't say anything, I really thought he'd let it go…" She stammered as she sobbed gently.

"It's okay Kelli, you don't have anything to be sorry about, 'kay?" Starsky chimed in as she looked up at him. What a terrible end to a wonderful evening, she thought to herself as he was thinking the exact same thing himself.

"I think it would be best if we forget about this weekend, I just want to go home…" She said, "at least until he gives up on this. Would you guys mind if we did this some other time?"

She was scared and they both knew it, they also knew that taking her home wasn't the answer; right now they needed to keep an eye on her, watch out for her, make sure that Bobby didn't follow through with his threats.

"You can't let him do this Kel, if you go home he wins, I think we need to file a report tomorrow with the local police and continue on with our plans." Hutch explained.

Starsky walked over to her and took her hand, guiding her up and into his strong arms, wrapping them around her tightly. "Don't worry; we're not going to let him hurt you, okay?" He reassured her as he kissed the top of her head, trying to stop her shaking. "Besides, that is exactly what he wants us to do, pack our bags and head home, then he can continue to frighten you and that way, he feels like he has control…you can't let him do that…"

She nodded in agreement as she inhaled deeply trying to relax and melt away into his arms, feeling safe, secure and wanted.

Hutch watched the two, smiling knowing that Starsky had everything in control here as he stood to leave the room. "I'll be next door if you two need me," he said making his exit.

Starsky tipped his head at his partner as he held Kelli and they sat back down on the love seat.

Hutch walked back into Beth's and took quick note of his date who had slept through this whole thing, he chuckled to himself, recalling the way Starsky looked as he rushed into their room, barely dressed, he guessed it was a good thing that Beth had passed out, or his partner could have interrupted something quite embarrassing.

Hutch grabbed a magazine, turned on the TV and settled on the couch for a long quiet evening, alone.

oooOOOooo

Starsky and Kelli sat together, her lying against his chest, his arm wrapped securely around her shoulder, holding her tightly. Her trembling quieted as she started to relax, feeling the calming effect he was having on her.

"Dave?" She mumbled softly.

"Yeah?" He answered in the same manner.

"He scares me, remember that time I told you about…the time he beat me so bad I thought he was going to kill me?" She sighed.

"I 'member." He responded trying to hide his anger and hatred for the man.

"I think he may do it this time." She sat up and she stood, walking towards the shower, before Starsky could respond. "I'm gonna grab a shower, and then get ready for bed, I'm really tired." She spoke as she disappeared into the room. "Sorry, it put a damper on this evening."

"Kel, you need to stop apologizing, this isn't your fault." He called out to her as he heard the water from the shower starting. "We're not gonna let him hurt you, an' we're not leaving until your safe, don't you worry none, 'kay?"

She didn't answer but he knew that she had heard him as he listened while the door slowly closed. He sat back against the sofa, exhaling heavily, placing his hand over his forehead, tying to ease his own frustration.

oooOOOooo

The next morning, Starsky and Kelli woke up early. Kelli had decided to return to her room, trying to get there before Beth woke up and freaked out finding Hutch in her room.

"Give me a couple hours to get Beth up and amongst the living and we'll meet you two for breakfast." She said to Starsky as she leaned in for a gentle kiss.

"You got it." He responded with a wink.

He opened the door and walked her back to her room, retrieving his partner before returning to their room to face the new day. Checking his watch, he figured they would meet for breakfast about 8am, and then there would be time to talk a long walk with Kelli before they stopped by the police station to file a report. He also figured that Hutch would need a little extra time with Beth, to explain why they were needing to go down to the local police station.

oooOOOooo

Breakfast was wonderful, a full buffet of all the best, pancakes, eggs, waffles, fresh fruit, you name they had it. After they were finished, Starsky had invited Kelli to walk off their over abundance of calorie intake, they had just consumed. Hutch asked Beth if he could talk to her in private, and the foursome split up. Beth didn't consume as much food as the rest of the group, but Hutch attributed that to the monster size hang over she was probably sporting as he guided her back up to the room to rest.

They headed for Kelli and Beth's room but Hutch stopped her just short. "You wanna come back to my room, you can lie down, and I can make you a Bloody Mary…you know, just take care of you." He offered as he tipped his head to his date, looking up through his brow in sincerity.

"Sure, that sounds nice." She accepted, partly because she felt like crap, and partly because she honestly felt bad for Hutch having a miserable time, she was hoping she could make it up to him, somehow.

He opened the door for her and she led the way in, excusing herself to the restroom as Hutch took off his jacket and threw it over the back of the love seat, heading to the mini bar and filling a glass with ice from the ice bucket, and then pouring some orange juice into it, hoping that this would somehow help Beth feel better. He looked back at the small refrigerator and pulled out a small bottle of vodka, adding just a tiny amount to the juice and setting it on the nightstand for Beth. He knew from experience that sometimes the best cure for a hangover was a stiff drink, but most people couldn't stomach that.

oooOOOooo

Bobby made his way carefully from his room to the room Starsky and Kelli had occupied. In his pocket he carried a leather pouch filled with long thin metal picks that he thumbed through, picking just the right one based on the lock before him. He looked up and down the hall, making sure the coast was clear as he inserted the pick into the lock and maneuvered it carefully until he heard the click of the tumbler, disengaging the lock.

He entered and closed the door behind him as he made his way around the cozy room, looking at the unmade bed, his stomach nauseous and his heart hurting as he thought about the woman he loved in that bed with another man. He couldn't help but imagine Starsky holding her, kissing her, making love to her. His face flushed as he walked over to the unkempt mattress and he pulled a small box from his pocket. He lifted up one of the pillows and dumped the contents from the tiny carrier onto the bed. Quickly he put the box back into his jacket pocket and rushed back to his room before anyone could witness his visit, leaving behind four small, but deadly scorpions to greet the couple upon their return.

oooOOOooo

Starsky and Kelli walked in the morning air, crisp, cool and clear. They held hands at times, were arm in arm at other times. They laughed, joked and talked about their lives and the happenings that both of them had been experiencing. Kelli explained to Starsky that up until recently Bobby really hadn't been bothering her, they had seen each other around town, but he continued to keep his distance. Because of the extenuating circumstances, the hospital which had previously employed both of them, had terminated Bobby, based on the allegations of instability and prior abuse.

Starsky put his arm around her shoulder and pulled him close, again making her feel protected and safe. Anyone that was going to try to get at her would have to get through him first. They had no idea how far they had walked, but it seemed like miles. Kelli and Hutch were both avid campers, and very adept to survival in the wilderness, Kelli had continually been marking their tracks as they walked to avoid getting lost, a broken branch here, a rock strategically placed there. That was something their father had taught them at a very early age, always mark your way back.

Finally they reached the lake, Kelli headed straight for the grassy area that boarded the crystal clear lake, sitting down as she gathered some twigs from the ground and fidgeted with them, tearing them apart and throwing the shavings at the ground. Starsky could see that the situation was weighing heavily on her mind, he was sure that his reappearance probably brought with it some terrible memories. She had told him about the horrific beating she had received at his hands, her arm was broken and the baby she was carrying was lost. He knew that this was very difficult for her to be facing and he made sure that she wasn't about to face it alone. Sighing heavily he finally went and took a seat next to her on the grass.

"You hangin' in there?" He asked as he leaned over, his shoulder tapping hers.

"Yep…Always am." She answered as her gaze got lost out over the peaceful serenity of the lake.

"You know you can talk to me about it? I've been told I'm a great listener." He said proudly.

"That's not all you're great at…" She teased him as he immediately blushed, looking down at the grass.

"Well ya' ain't so bad yerself, ya' know…now talk to me Kelli…what do you think Bobby wants after all this time?" The tone of his voice becoming more serious.

"Same thing he's wanted all along…" She cocked back her arm and tossed a handful of twigs out in front of them. "Me."

She lay back in the grass, staring up into the morning sky. Starsky mimicked her actions, lying back, staring at the sky.

"Well he can't have ya', you're taken." He responded.

"Taken? Is that anything like spoken for?" Kelli laughed, "Sounds a little old fashion if you ask me Dave, even for you. Besides, don't I have a say in this?" She said as she propped herself up on one elbow and looked over the brunet, taking another twig and tickling his brow with it.

He brushed her hand away. "No, you don't have a say…only me…and I say you're taken." He stated, his voice deep and convicted, as his the corner of his lip curled up into a half smile.

"Oh yeah, you think so?" She snapped as she jumped on top of him, straddling his waist, pinning both hands above his head.

She bent forward and kissed him deeply, passionately, feeling his tongue exploring her mouth and enjoying the warm wet moisture as he kissed her back, just as deeply. A low throaty moan escaped him as she allowed her hands to release his wrists and move to his chest, massaging his pectoral muscles, playing with every bulge and curve of his upper torso.

"You know me Dave, I like to be in control," she said teasingly as Starsky reached up and grab her wrists and in one swift move, flipping her over on her back, landing ion top of her, their positions perfectly switched.

"Yeah, well I guess you're just gonna haveta let me take the wheel, see sometimes I like to drive!" He bent down and buried his mouth into her neck, listening to her giggle, enjoying her playful nature. "And I like to be on top." He mumbled I to her as his kisses made their way up her throat, to her cheek and finally finding her mouth, her hands now pinned above her head as they both enjoyed the moment.

Starsky pulled back briefly, staring at her as she lay beneath him, mesmerized momentarily. She was beautiful, her light blond hair shined in the sunlight. It had been a long time since he had felt this way about any woman.

"Wanna go back to the hotel?" He asked as he gave a wink and a tilt of his head.

She never even got the chance to answer, he didn't even hear her scream as his body was suddenly catapulted forward, a sharp pain striking him across the back as he hit the ground, rolling on to his side. His arm instantly went numb, he couldn't move it, he tried to roll on to his back as he faintly heard Kelli sobbing and screaming incoherently. He blinked hard as his vision cleared Bobby's ominous form came into focus, standing over him, holding a large wood log in one hand Kelli by the hair with the other. He quickly dropped the log and retrieved a gun from his waist band and held it to Kelli's head.

"Let her go Bobby, or so help me God, I'll kill ya'," Starsky spewed vehemently, trying hard to get up.

To Be Continued…