Somehow, Danny found himself in a club. He recognized it to be his favorite one during collage. The bass was so loud that the liquids inside the glasses were shaking. Loosing his tie and unbuttoning his top button, he slid into a seat at the bar and tried to figure out how and why he was here.

"Can I get you anything," the bartender shouted over the music. Danny shook his head, knowing it was futile for him to shout over the music and be heard. Suddenly tired, he dropped his head into his hands and groaned. Chrys just had to show up in his life!

"Looks like someone could use a little fun." A petite brunette appeared beside Danny. She was no older than 25. "Tell you what. Why don't I buy you a drink and maybe later, we can take a little visit to my apartment," she whispered sultry into his ear. Danny shook his head. As tempted as he was, he couldn't deal with another woman he would eventually pist off at the moment. The brunette pouted and ran her hand down his thigh. Slowly, Danny felt his resolve fall. Danny was just about to take her up on her offer when he thought he caught a glimpse of Chrys. He blinked to make sure he wasn't hallucinating. She was real. Chrys was wearing a red halter top that only showed a bit of cleavage and sequined jeans. She was also wearing a pair of three inch wedges. Her black hair was up in a french twist and her glasses were gone. Instead, she was wearing contacts which softened her eyes. Danny watched as one of her friends said something to her and Chrys reluctantly smiled. Then, he felt a tug at the knot of his tie. Surprised, he turned to the source. The brunette was still there. "You know you want to," she said, running her hands over Danny's chest. He grabbed her hands and looked straight into her eyes.

"No." The brunette started pouting again. She leaned forward to show Danny more cleavage.

"Come on. Just a little fun. No strings attached. I promise," she giggled. Danny was starting to get a bit annoyed.

"I said no. What part of that do you not understand?" he asked testily.

"Someone's grumpy today," she whispered flirtatiously, refusing to be turned down. "I can fix that." Now he was getting really annoyed. Why couldn't everybody just leave him alone? "You need to loosen up." The girl started to slowly untying his tie.

"I do believe he turned you down," a voice from behind Danny said. He whipped around to find Chrys leaning on the counter, watching him with an amused expression. She then turned to the bartender. "Two cosmopolitans, four vodka martinis, and a sweetened ice tea, please," she ordered. The brunette glared at her.

"Back off. I saw him first. He's mine," she snarled.

"Ok. Four points. 1) The first person to have ever seen Danny over here is the doctor that was in charge of his mother at childbirth. 2) You can't own a person. Technically it's illegal. You know slave laws and stuff. 3) You can have him cuz I really don't want him-" Danny shot her a scalding, yet desperate look. "And finally 4) He's the one that turned you down so you should be the one to back down," she finished in a bored tone.

"Leave us alone, and you will be fine."

"Are you threatening me?" Chrys asked, looking over her shoulders for the bartender and her drinks.

"I am and you might as well heed them. I have connections and on my word, they will kill you." She told her with a superior smirk.

Chrys just watched her, a smile tugging on her lips. "I really don't think you should do that." Just then, the bartender appeared with Chrys's order. She flashed him a smile and said, "Thank you." Picking up the tray, she turned to the girl and waved good-bye. Then she started to weave through he crowd back to her table.

"Don't think this is over." The brunette was shouting over the music, causing most people to stop dancing and to stare at her.

Chrys tilted her head and asked the brunette, "What's your name?"

"Brianna. And what's yours?" she sneered. Chrys set down the tray at her table.

"That's really not important."

"What are you afraid I'm gonna carry out my threat?" Brianna taunted. "Is that why you want to know my name? Are you going to report me to the cops?" Chrys could her Danny trying to shut Brianna up. Chrys sighed.

"You attract the stupidest girls. You know that?" she told Danny.

"So you're calling me stupid now are you?"

Chrys dropped her head into her hand. "Why am I helping you?" she asked Danny. "After all this time, after all the things that happened, I'm still helping you out of your messes." She shook her head. "Shows how good I am at hating someone," she muttered. He just shrugged her shoulders, unsure about how to answer.

"This wouldn't be a mess it you had just left us alone," Brianna sneered. With that last sentence, Chrys snapped.

"This is a huge waste of my time. I can here to celebrate my first day of work, which was suppose to be great, but wasn't. I wasn't in a good mood so I came here to relax and let loose. Unfortunately, I just had to run into you two. Now you're threatening to kill me and you, Danny Taylor, do not know how to shut your toys up. Let me tell you something Brianna, you aren't as tough as you think you are. You're just a pampered little princess who gets everything she wants. You don't know the outside world. You don't know the dark side of New York City. If you did, you wouldn't be threatening me, so don't come in here all high and mighty, like you own the world, cuz you know what? You don't." Chrys turned to leave, but stopped. "And one more thing. Do you really think you can live with yourself after you kill me or sent out the command? I can tell you right now that you won't be able to." The club was silent as she started to leave.

"And you can?" Brianna asked, determined to have the last word.

Chrys smiled sadly. "Yes I can." Danny watched as she walked out of the room. Noticing her friends didn't follow her, he sat undecided what to do. The crowd was buzzing and the party reinstated itself. Brianna had resumed trying to get Danny's attention. Pushing her away, he was suddenly overcome, by an urge to hold Chrys and breathe in her sweet vanillay scent. He jumped off his stool and started to walk away when Brianna grabbed his arm.

"Are you really that desperate?" he asked. Shocked, she let go. "Don't ever touch me again."

Danny hurried out of the club, hoping to catch Chrys. He peered into the darkness, but saw nothing.

"Where did she go?" Danny wondered quietly. Chrys had vanished. Simply melted into the night.

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Hehe. End of my fourth chapter. Hope you liked it. Please R&R.