Chapter 4.
If you can spare a moment, reviews are always welcome. The story just keeps coming and I will publish the following chapter within the next day or so. I have too much time on my hands… or I just lack motivation to do work around the house ;-)

When Dutch woke up the next morning she phoned the reception to order breakfast for three people and headed to Johnathan's room first to wake him up.
He lay on his stomach with his arms and legs spread out on the bed. She laughed at the sight and thought that he looked like a big starfish.
Just as she was thinking how to wake him up she saw him move and open his eyes.

'Morning Cheeks, what are you standing there for?' he asked her with a hoarse sleepy voice.

'Time to rise and shine darling.'

'That's no answer to my question, I asked , what are you standing there for?

She walked over to the bed and sat down next to him. She let her hand run through his hair and stroke the back of his neck. He grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her on top of him before he rolled her over on the bed so she was lying next to him on her back. He let his hand rest on her stomach. He felt her soft skin under his hand. He looked at her face and his eyes locked onto hers. She didn't look away from him, instead her stare was challenging him.
His fingers traced up her stomach and he could hear her hold her breath and feel her muscles tighten underneath his touch.

'I guess I better get up then' he said as he putted his hand in her neck and quickly placed a strong well aimed kiss on her lips.
Before she knew it, he jumped up and went into the bathroom, leaving her on the bed.
She was shocked at his action, she liked it, but was shocked nevertheless.

She got up and walked over to Phil's room. She stroked his face softly and whispered in his ear that it was time to get up. He let out a sigh as he opened his eyes.

'Goodmorning, my dear' he said as he stretched the sleep away.
He looked so relaxed that she couldn't keep in a little yawn. He smiled at her.

'Come here' he said as he held up the covers and pointed at the space next to him. She sneaked into bed with him and he pulled the covers over her and held her close to him. She rested her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. She yawned again but this time she didn't try to hide it.

'Let's be lazy for a minute or two' He said as he kissed her hair.

She closed her eyes, feeling safe and secure in his arms. He held her in a strong grip and she tried to crawl even tighter to him, wrapping her leg over his.

'Nice' she said as she yawned again. 'I could lay here in your arms all day'.

'Works for me' he said as he let his hands wander over her back.

He kissed her neck and she moaned softly. He loosened his grip on her.
'Alright then, let's get a move on' She whined protesting, she didn't want him to let go of her.

'All in the right time Cheeks, it might just be worth the wait' he whispered in her ear causing goosebumps all over her body.

Johnathan saw her come out of Phil's room.

'Is he up Cheeks?' he asked.

She was deep in thought. 'Something definitely was' she replied.

'Shit, did I just say that out loud?' She felt she was blushing.

They both were still laughing as Phil walked into the living room. Thankfully that was just as the breakfast arrived so she didn't have to explain anything.

She put out the breakfast, poured coffee in the mugs and opened a bottle of Pepsi max for herself.

'No coffee Cheeks?' Phil asked.

'I looooooove coffee' she said as her eyes started to sparkle. 'I love the smell of it, it gives me a cozy warm feeling. I love it when people sit down after dinner and have a coffee and a chat. I got a thing for men who drink coffee, when they also smoke I find it extremely sexy.' She giggled. 'Oh my, that sounds so incredibly wrong'.

'That's all right.' Johnathan said, but he pulled a funny face to wind her up.
'We all got our weird streaks I suppose, we just happen to have stumbled on one of yours'

'Then where is your coffee?' Phil asked.

'Oh, well here comes the downfall. I absolutely hate the taste of it hence the coke in the morning.' She took another big gulp of Pepsi, straight out of the bottle.

By the time they finished their breakfast and been hanging around for a while, she stood up and told them she was going out.

'I loved waking up with you guys, but I took the day off. I want to go for a spin to clear my head. If you can be at Sharkey's around six-ish that would be brilliant. I want to make you dinner, we need a good meal before we go on the loose tonight.'

She quickly changed into the clothes of the night before, she didn't bother to change in one of the bedrooms. When she was dressed she jumped next to Phil on the sofa, wormed her way into his arms and snuggled up to him for a brief moment.
She stood up and walked behind the sofa Johnathan was sitting on. She leaned on the back of the sofa letting her hands rest on his chest. He leaned his head back and she kissed his forehead and pulled his cap over his eyes.

'Bye guys, see you later!' she said as she left the room, picking up her keys she had left on the floor.

'She's getting friendly' Phil said looking at Johnathan.

'As a wise man once said…works for me'. John replied causing them both to laugh.

Moments later they heard a roaring sound of a motorcycle outside the hotel. They looked out the window and saw someone drive off on a race motor. The dark colored long braid ponytail gave away that it was Dutch driving off.

'Damn it!' Johnathan exclaimed. 'She is so damn close to perfect and then she rides off on such a gay bike'.

'Pffff….She doesn't like the taste of coffee either' Phil said with a sigh sipping his coffee.

Dutch went out on her bike, she took the country roads, she felt the power underneath her and the wind in her face. It gave her a sensation of freedom. The long bendy road took her to the top of the dunes and stopped for a moment to look over the sea. She parked her bike and leaned on it sideways as she lit a cigarette and breathed in the salty air.
She loved the sea, it always seemed to calm her down and gave her a sense of clarity. She flicked the cigarette away, putted her helmet back on and sped off.

She was thinking.

Frank had laid low, but she knew it was just a matter of time or even a moment of opportunity before everything would go all wrong. Frank had a lot of influence in the city. Whenever something illegal and criminal happened in Amsterdam, Frank seemed to be involved one way or the other. That was the only reason why Frank wasn't in Amsterdam much, the ground was too hot under his feet. The fact that he was here now, could only mean something big was about to happen.
She felt that he wasn't in town for her, she was just a bonus to him, a way to pass time . Frank only toyed with her. He had roughed her up on several occasions throughout the years and she had been admitted to hospitals before but if he really wanted to do her harm, she wouldn't off been alive today.
All she needed to do was to ride the storm, wait it out until Frank had done whatever it was he had come back to town for. She just only had one visit to make.

By the time she arrived at Sharkey's it was already 6 o'clock. She parked at the back and walked in through the outdoor. Phil and Johnathan were already present.

'Sorry guys, I am trying for the fashionably late entrance' she done a swirl as she said so.

'Woman, you can't claim being fashionably late when you come in here looking like that' Mike said as he walked up to her to take her helmet and leather jacket of her. She gave him a hug and a kiss.

'I see you have been cutting corners again?' he said looking at the worn down kneepads of her leather trousers. 'You got to start being more careful Dutch'.

She gave him the finger and stuck out her tongue.

'I am going to start dinner boys' she said as she ran behind the bar and vanished through the swinging doors that lead to area behind the bar where the kitchen was.

'Bloody hell, never thought I'd see the day, but she makes Jake look like a saint.' Phil said as he raised his eyebrows at the noises and cursing that came out of the kitchen.

Johnathan laughed 'That's the first time I hear you talk about your son as being a saint!'.

Dinner was unexpectedly tasteful. Dutch quickly went to have a shower and changed her clothes. When she came down the stairs of Mike's apartment above the bar, she looked and felt reborn.

'Yeah baby!' Johnathan exclaimed when he saw her. Phil whistled at her.

'You like what you see?' Dutch asked. She was wearing a tight dark green dress, high leather boots and her black leather jacket. Her hair was still a bit damp from the shower. Her dark eye make-up made her green eyes stand out..

'Mike, are you coming out tonight?'

'Sorry babe, I have plans of my own' he said with a foolish grin nodding towards the bar area.

'Oh la la, am I mistaking or do your plans involve that sweet lady working the bar?' she gave him a playful slap at the back of his head. 'Don't do anything I wouldn't do tonight!'

John, Phil and Dutch went out and Mike went back to the bar. He wrapped his arms around the girl who was cleaning the glasses. He told her he had to go out for a couple of hours.

The three of them went into town for a 'barathon' as Dutch called it. They went from bar to bar, they talked, laughed and genuinely had a great time.
Dutch seemed to know every bouncer and bartender they came across. They all were greeted with a hug or a kiss.

'I have a job with benefits' she laughed. 'I get to kiss all the guys in town.'

'I send or take my guests to their bars and clubs, make them spent their money there and in return I get my drinks for free. Part from that, the blokes know I offer them a room to stay when they got trouble with the missus or when they need it, for whatever they need it.'

She told them to wait as she walked past the queue of the club they were at. Few minutes later she came back and told them to follow.
A side port opened to let them into this club called 'Sinners'.

Once inside a barely dressed girl walked up to them 'Hey Dutchess, haven't seen you around for a while.' She sounded excited.

'Ooooh Tara, come here, I missed you babe!' Dutch hugged her and kissed her on the lips.

The girl pushed Dutch back a bit 'let me look at you Dutchess, my, my, you gained some weight haven't you?' she laughed out loud tilting her head back.

'Fuck you' Dutch said as she gave her the finger.

'Anytime, anywhere' the girl answered blowing back a kiss. She turned herself to Phil and Johnathan.

'Oh la la … nice.' She said rolling her eyes and licking her lips.

'Oi! Don't get any idea's darling, they are both mine. Maybe I let you borrow them, but I want them back without a scratch.' Dutch laughed at her friend.

'Hello, I am Tara and your wish is my command. If you will follow me, I will bring you to your table.'

Tara brought them to a private table. 'The show is about to start, what can I get to you to drink.'

When she came back with the drinks, the first dancer entered the stage.

Johnathan and Phil enjoyed the show and Dutch was chatting away with basically everyone. She introduced Phil and Johnathan as hermenand she was in a real good bubbly mood.
At some point Johnathan and Phil found themselves in the middle of a real get together of girls. Their private booth was crammed with dancers and waiters and Dutch was loving it.

Phil and Johnathan didn't have any lack of female attention. During the night they were treated with several lapdances and the women didn't keep their hands to themselves.
Dutch got butterflies in her stomach of seeing Phil and Johnathan getting all worked up.

'Dutchess, you know they are going to end up in the back the way this is going. Are you ok with that?' Tara asked.

'If they want to they can go and do whatever they want' She answered 'however no kissing'. Tara talked to two of the dancers and it didn't take a lot of persuasion before they lead Phil and Johnathan to the private rooms.

As Phil came back she lit a cigarette and gave it to him.

He took a long drag and let the smoke escape from his nose. He putted his arm around her waist and he could feel how she leaned into his body.

'You look rather pleased with yourself' he said to her with a wink.

'That's probably because I am.' she said as she snaked her arms around his neck and looked in his eyes. They swayed to the music as he held her close.

'You are one of a kind Cheeks, you certainly are' he whispered in her ear.

'Bloody hell Phil, if you don't kiss her I will!' Tara said as she walked past.

'We can't have that, can we now?' he said as he lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist. She initiated the kissing, teasingly, little kisses, biting and licking his lips. Tara purposely bumped into Dutch which was enough for Phil to deepen the kiss. He could feel her surrender to him.

'You make me weak to the knees captain Harris' she said to him.

Not long after that Johnathan came back. Dutch lit a cigarette and gave it to him.

'You took your time Captain Hillstrand' She said as she watched him inhale the smoke.

'Oh, were you getting a little jealous Cheeks?' giving her a naughty look 'I was told to save my kisses for you though' he said as he leaned in and kissed her with determination. She answered his kiss and they fought for dominance. He backed her up against the wall and he felt her hands sneak under his shirt. Her nails leaving a few scratches on his back.

'You are one crazy chick Cheeks' he said.

Phil and Johnathan sat next to each other. Dutch saw them talk. They raised their glasses and toasted. She couldn't make out what they were toasting to.

Tara popped up behind her. 'What's your game plan with those two captains Dutchess?'

'They leave in a couple of days. I just want to have fun while it lasts. I am not planning on anything else then deciding on what flavor of ice-cream I am going to eat when I am sulking after they have left'.

'If you want my opinion' she didn't get a chance to finish her sentence.

'I don't, but I feel like you're giving it to me anyway'

'I think you should go for strawberry cheesecake'

Dutch looked puzzled.

'Yeah dummy, strawberry cheesecake flavored ice-cream' she sighed.

The night was coming to an end and it was time to say goodbye.
Phil insisted on saying goodnight to each and every waitress and dancer in the club. Johnathan on high pursuit.

'God, this might take forever' Dutch said to herself looking at the two captains.

'That gives us some time to talk' a voice said behind her.

'Dad!' She turned around and flew in his arms.

'What are you doing here?'

'I arrived in town a few days ago, I have some business to attend to and then I will be on my way again.'

'Looking good Boss.' Tara said as she walked up to Dutch' father. She gave him a kiss on the cheek.
He took her hand and looked at her from top to bottom.

'Dad! Stop checking her out will you!' Dutch let out.

He ignored his daughter and searched for Tara's eyes, he bit his lip. 'I have missed you. I hope you will accompany me later after I spoke to my daughter?'

Tara's eyes lit up. 'Your wish is my command'

'Eeeeeeeuw'

There had always been chemistry between Tara and her father. Dutch had accepted it, but still she had troubles thinking about her best friend getting it on with her dad.

'We need to talk baby, there is a storm brewing in town and I don't want you to get caught in the center of it. I heard you have seen Frank.'

'I don't think Frank is here for me this time dad. I only saw him once and I know he has got tabs on me, but he has laid low.'

'Listen, I want you to stay away from him and be careful. Don't go out alone. Something is about to happen and I don't want you anywhere near it. Understand?'

She was starting to feel a little uneasy. She felt like there was something he wasn't telling her.

She let the thought slip as Johnathan and Phil walked up to them.

'Dad, I want you to meet Captain Johnathan and Captain Phil'

'John, Phil, this is my dad, Chris' she said.

He shook their hands and looked at his daughter. 'You can't settle down with just one man, baby?' he said with a big grin on his face.

She rolled her eyes 'here we go again' she said under her breath. 'Dad, who's that man Tara is leaving with?'

Her father searched the club and found Tara cleaning the bar and paying the waitresses their tips. She looked over to him and she smiled.

'Made you look' Dutch laughed as she punched her dad.

'Darling, when I am in town Tara will never leave with anyone but me and you know it, however I can take a hint.'

'It is nice meeting you, but I am wanted elsewhere.' he said to the captains as he walked towards Tara.

'Whoa! I got the impression that Tara had the hots for you Cheeks, but your dad and Tara?' Johnathan asked.

'What can I say, she swings both ways and she likes to keep it in the family.' She laughed at the awkwardness of the situation. 'I am ready to rumble though'.

She said her goodbyes to several people. As they walked past the bar she gave Tara the finger.

'Anytime, Anywhere Dutchess!' she said. She saw her dad grin and put his arm around Tara as if he was to tell his daughter to keep away from his property.

'Blergh' Dutch said. 'As if'

They walked back towards the hotel and decided to made a little stop at Sharkey's to have a last drink and see how Mike was doing. When they walked in the girl was still working the bar.

'Hey Lin, where's Mike?' Dutch asked as she gave Lin a hug and a kiss.

'He said he had to go out for a bit, but that was a few hours ago.'

'Weird, I thought you two had a special evening planned.' Dutch didn't understand.

Just then Mike walked in from the back. 'What are you doing here Dutch? I didn't expect you to come back here.' his voice was too loud and his eyes were cold.

Just then it all started to click.

'Oh God no, Mike! Tell me this isn't happening' She shook her head in disbelieve.

'Dad is not just here on business is he? He is here because of the storm.'
Tears were welling up in her eyes. 'That's why he told me to be careful.'

Mike walked over to her, he hugged her tightly and rubbed her back trying to calm her down.

'Look at me, nothing happened yet. I have never lied to you precious, you know you can trust me.'

'Mike, it is all going wrong'

'Yes, but it will be all right.' he said in a low voice.

'Dad is the storm, isn't he?' she asked him.

He nodded in agreement to her question. 'Yes he is.'

Phil and Johnathan looked at each other, they were missing a few pieces of the puzzle, but they realized that something was wrong and that their new friend was caught in the middle of it. Mike told Lin to go home and wait for him there, he closed the bar and left to the back to make a phone call.

Not long after there was a knock on the door. Mike opened the door and Tara walked in with Dutch' dad.

'Give us a moment' he said as he took his daughter to the side.

Mike sat down with Tara, Phil and Johnathan.

'Right, I know you are puzzling the pieces together, I have no right to ask you this, but I need help and I pray to God that I came to the right people.'

'Just spit it out Mike. I want to know what's going on.' Phil turned his head in Dutch' direction and looked concerned when he saw her talking to her dad.

'Chris, Dutch' father, owns more than half the city. In a town like this it is inevitable that there is a lot underneath the surface. Chris runs the bad and the ugly in this town. A lot of girls work for him, he has majority shares in most of the clubs and nearly all the drugs streams are controlled by him. When Frank and I came here, we left some trouble behind us. Let's say, we weren't scared of getting our hands dirty, if you catch my drift. Chris offered us a job and we took it. Frank wanted to become the topdog and thought by marrying Dutch he would get closer to the throne. Chris didn't want to know any of it, but Frank had a grip on his daughter. Dutch didn't know half about what was going on, she was brought up protectively. She started to catch on to things during her marriage. Frank used her to get his way with Chris. Frank walked the dark side of the scene. Something happened one night, Dutch phoned me and when I found her, she was all bashed up and bleeding heavily. I phoned Chris, he had her taken away and forced the divorce.
One day after the divorce between Frank and Dutch was finalized, there was a shoot out. Chris lost his wife, and Dutch lost her mother.
There have always been suspicions that Frank had something to do with it, but there was no proof.
Frank had already a solid base in town. He had his own group of followers, but their ways were violent. Over the year's things were getting more and more out of control. People have been shot, disappeared and the violence increased.
About two or three years ago Frank sent Chris a message to give up his share. They met up, Chris got nasty and Frank lost control. He confessed to Chris in the heat of the moment that he had killed his wife and that he would do the same to his daughter.
Chris isn't one to act on impulse and he left. This was interpretated as Chris becoming soft, but Chris had to get away and mourned once again the death of his wife. His absence left Frank more room to move in. The last year it is getting worse, people don't feel safe no more and owners started to reach out for Chris' help. Things were a lot safer when Chris was calling the shots in town. It seems we are now at this turning point so to speak.'

Chris and Dutch walked to the group. Dutch snuggled up to Phil who protectively wrapped his arms around her.

'Payback is a bitch' she said as her eyes shot fire.

'I'll deal with that precious' Chris said with a warning tone in his voice.

'That brings me back to the question I wanted to ask' Mike said. 'The only two women that matter to Chris are Tara and Dutch. Tara stays with us, but Dutch needs to leave.' Mike looked at Phil and Johnathan.

'I have no right to ask, but I hope you will help me to keep my girl safe?' Chris looked at Johnathan and Phil.

Despite the situation Johnathan chuckled 'Dutch is going Dutch!'

Phil looked at the girl in his arms. 'If she wants to, she can come back home with us and I can assure you that nothing will happen to her, but we need to talk.'

'I am not much of a talker, I am more of a drinker' Dutch said and she laughed through her tears.

'That's my girl' Johnathan said as he took her out of Phil's arms and lead her towards the liquor. They decided on a bottle of tequila.

Chris frowned as he saw his daughter and Johnathan starting to attack the bottle.

'Johnathan is as good as they get Chris, you have no worries there. We are fishermen. We work hard and play hard. We live life like there is no tomorrow. We might not score high on the son- in-law charts, but you can't win them all I suppose.'

'Phil, if this is your attempt to make me feel better, then please…. Shut up' Chris said as he slapped Phil on his shoulder. 'Promise me she doesn't come home married or knocked up.'

'She will be fine' Tara said as she placed her hand on Chris' arm.

'We will talk tomorrow' Chris said. 'We need to sort out some details.'

All of them joined Dutch and Johnathan for Tequila shots.

'Bottoms up!' Dutch exclaimed.