Because of studying I could not afford any time to write. But I am really planning on catching up, and I really want this fanfic to have a complete story line. And I beg the pardon of all those (I know there are not many) who actually like this story and therefore have been waiting for a sequel

Warning: This chapter consists stuff that made me rate the whole story as M... enjoy :)

Ch.5

Joe's POV

I didn't think that Bob's barks were a cry for us to let him back inside. "You wait here"

"Why? Do you think anything had happened?"

"Just wait, okay?"

Stephanie sighed but surprisingly did as she was asked.

With caution I opened the door and felt my way forward to the garden where Bob sat and still barked loudly. Looking around I found nothing. No one.

"What's wrong? Why you barking like the world's going down?" And there I saw something. A cap. I couldn't remember forgetting a cap in the garden. And I was pretty sure that I hadn't, just as this wasn't my cap. It was royal blue. Its shape resembled with a beanie actually. A hobo hat. Great.

"Have you found anything?" Steph's voice startled me.
"What the- Didn't I say you should wait inside?"

"It was getting boring and-"
"You're such a curious thing."

"Always were always will be." Now she was starting to get a little cheeky. And I found myself liking it.

"So, what's the matter?"

I pointed at the hat, "we had a visitor."

Some raindrops fell. "Great, now it's starting to piss too!" As I looked at Steph I noticed that her gaze was fixed on the beanie. "Everything alright?"

"I don't know. It's probably nothing, I just thought-"

"What?" Now I got a little concerned. "Now tell me!"
Bigger raindrops began to leave the clouds to create small ponds on the ground. "Steph, what's the matter-" And then it hit me. "The burglars! You really think this hat belongs to one of them?"

"I don't know! It's not like it's the first time creepy people appear out of nowhere and haunt me, is it?"

Even if I would have liked to convince myself of the opposite, the idea of the burglars being here made sense. At least if this had anything to do with Stephanie Plum.

"But why would they come here? And if it really were them, how would they know where you were anyway?"

Steph let out an annoyed sigh. "I have no idea!" And then she broke into tears for the 100st time. I couldn't remember her crying that much in a row.

"Don't start again!" I shouldn't have said that but now it was too late to take it back.

"I am sorry, okay? I must be cursed or something! Even if I try to make my life work correctly, it won't work out. Some idiots need to turn everything around again! As if I am leaving a scent only smellable by jerks. And now! You're starting to get sick of me whining and-"

That was all that could get out of her mouth before my lips were pressed on hers. The rain which seemed to be not ending rushed down to us. I ran my hands through her hair, back to her neck and shoulders. Her mouth allowed me entrance. Rain kept falling from the sky, and Stephanie pressed her body on mine which led to the fact that my back butted at the wall of the house. I could feel the temperature rise between us as the kiss deepened into a hot passionate kiss that was about to inflame the desire inside.

"I, I think we should go back inside," she said heavy breathedly as she broke the kiss.

"Yeah, um right." Even I was breathing heavily. Well, now that was a real kiss.

Stephanie's blouse clinged to her body and provided a clearer insight to what was underneath the cloth. The skirt which already was short had skidded up a little higher.

Even if we broke the kiss we were still just an inch away from each other. An inch away from descending on each other. God! Didn't I want to quit things with that woman? Why did I give her one more chance again? Oh, yeah! Me idiot fell for her! And it seemed like every new minute I got to spend with Stephanie I happened to fall for her all over again.

Standing there so close to each other in the pouring rain and looking into those ocean blue eyes, I realized I wouldn't have lasted if I let her pass through. I would be missing a part of me, even if this part could be a pain in the ass.

"Yeah, let's go back inside." I put my hand on her back and led us – along with the big furry monster behind us – into the house.

Steph's POV

I could not believe that this had really happened. "Did you really kiss me?"

Joe turned around in the mess that we brought in with us. The floor was a wet land. Not only that: even mud had found its way inside.

Joe shrugged. "I don't know, how did it feel?"

Was he kidding or, "now seriously!"

A wicked grin came in place of his face. "I should clean up the floor," he pointed to the muddy wet land, and then looked up again. "And you should freshen yourself up or something. I don't mind seeing you like this, but maybe it'll be better if you changed into something dry though"

My outfit did not cover much of my body anymore. I could have walked around naked and the effect would be the same. "But I have nothing to change."

I earned laughter from Mr. I don't know if I kissed you. "You can wear something of mine, or-"

"Or?"

"Or wait till your clothes are dry again which would take hours and hours."

"So I'm gonna walk around with nothing on?"

He raised both eyebrows, and the corners of his grin got up too.

I shook my head in disbelief. He still wanted me. "Didn't you say you're sick of my games and didn't want to be part of it anymore and stuff like that?"

He sighed, but his facial expression did not change. "You better go before I change my mind"

Now it was my turn to grin evil. "You still love me."

"Oh how could I?" He replied sarcastically.

I approached him to give him a peck on his cheek. "Thank you!" And with this I left him downstairs while I found myself upstairs in the bathroom.

I locked the door behind me in the bathroom and got undressed. I climbed into the shower and showered the dirt, that the rain brought down, off of my body and hair. I did not know how long I've been under the shower but as I saw my skin turn little by little red I came out to dry myself. The towel I wrapped around my bare body so I walked out of the bathroom and into the master bedroom. The bed there was unmade – what else did I expect? I opened the closet where I searched for something that was not that huge. Oh my God, underwear! I didn't think of underwear!

Like there were some clothes of Joe at my place so there should be some of mine here too. Right? I looked down in the closet for a black box that contained underwear. As I couldn't find any thongs or bras of mine in it, I thought about just going back to my apartment. No, why would I go back to my apartment anyway?

I let myself fall down on the bed and lied there for a while with my legs hanging of it.

It felt really good to be here again. This room was like a 4 dimensional picture that brought all that had happened in this house – especially in this room – back to life.

I must have fallen asleep because as I awakened I noticed that a blanket covered me. Additionally my legs were not hanging off the bed anymore but I laid in a right position in bed. Bob was in bed too. And he slept.

Because I did not want to wake the furry knight up, I tried to get out of with caution. I was still wrapped in the towel and my hair was dried. Dried but frizzy. Very hot.

I put some shorts and a black t-shirt on. Who needs underwear anyway? As long as I don't need to go anywhere in particular I could do without underwear, right?

Barefoot I made my way downstairs where I found Morelli sitting on the couch with some beer, watching tv.

As I approached he greeted me, "oh, you're already awake again?"

I sat down. "yeah, but what time is it?"

He looked at his watch, "11.48, want some?" he pointed at a bottle of beer.

"No, I'm fine. Why aren't you in bed?"

"Couldn't sleep."

"So you were in bed earlier?" If not, I'd be disappointed.

He didn't reply for awhile.

"I don't get you, Morelli." I alleged.

He turned off the tv and turned to me, "what don't you get about me, Stephanie?" The tone he said that was near his fighting tone.

I pulled my knees to my chest so it looked like I was in an armed position. "Forget it."

"Oh, you're not even going to fight back, Stephanie?"

"What's your problem?" I asked a little louder.

"My problem, huh?" Morelli took a sip of his beer.

He was really provoking me so I shot up like a rocket and took away the beer and threw it. The bottle crashed on the floor as liquid poured out of it. I guess, my actions were as much provoking him as his did provoke me. At least that'd explain why he stood now too throwing his arms in the air and bubbling something in Italian.

"You're such a drama queen! Why can't you let good things happen and be happy with them?" Whoops, wrong thing to say to a raged Italian.

"A drama queen? Really?"

"Yeah! Really!" I backed up a little bit. Not because Joe would get mad and abuse me or whatever – no, he would never do that. More because he maybe needed some space to breathe and let his brain work right again.

"Inform me when you're back to your senses again," should I leave him now or go back to bed?

"Fine, go to your Rambo and-"

That was enough, I turned on my heels and raised my hand to slap Joe but he stopped me from doing so. "How dare you say that I'd go back to him? You can be such a douchebag!"

"Oh pardon! It's not like this had never happened, right?" He still had a grip around my wrist.

"I told you that I quit things with him for good!" I litertally yelled. "And you still don't believe me! How can you send wrong signals if you actually believe I'm a whore? Why'd you kiss the hell out of me when you actually believe that this lips of mine have contact with at least one more pair of lips from time to time? Why'd you let your clothes be worn by a body that you believe of has-" I couldn't finish my sentence because Morelli lips were in the way by then. I was near tears and tried to get away of him. "Let go of me! You're a real asshole! Let me go!" How could he be so rude when all I've done recently was for us to get back together with no more doubts but trust.

He had still grabbed my hand, and I tried to release my hand – in vain. "Is it fun to play with my feelings?"

He let out a laughter. "You mean like you played with mine for years? I don't know, you tell me. Was it fun?"

At this moment I realized Morelli hadn't forgiven me yet. There was still pain in him.

I lowered both my voice any gaze, "I was not aware of what I was doing, and if I had the chance-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know, but you can't." He finally let go of his grip and sat back down in the couch.

I felt sorry, and all this was my fault and no one else's. But I couldn't do anything.

I knelt down in front of him with my hands on his. Even if Joe didn't remove his hands from mine, he still didn't look at me.

I waited for a second before spilling out what I've had kept from him and even myself.

"You know if I wouldn't be sitting here right now, I would never have thought that the eight year old boy from Burg, who freaked me out till today, would get to control me in some ways. I always had my own mind and did what I wanted to – as you already know. You tame me, you know. Hell, my own mother used you to get me out of trouble but keep me safe!"

I had to laugh at this, but as Morelli didn't I stopped. "Anyways, what I mean to say." I sighed, "Who am I kidding, I don't know what I mean to say, I hate that. How can people just sit there and talk about feelings and stuff like that?"

I sighed again, but Joe remained still. That was when I stood up and put my hands on my hips.

"You know what? Forget it! Forget everything, forget me, you probably are better off without me, huh? I came here because I was sick of being miserable after our breakup. I thought there was a chance for our happy ending. We went through hell – I am aware of the fact that it was me who made life be like hell - but we found our way back together. And – and... just forget it! I am leaving for good. You're sick of my stupid back-up plans, which I don't have anymore actually, fine, because I am sick of trying but getting nothing at all!" I was really close to tears but brave enough to hold on.

At this moment I was proud of myself. I felt like I had made my first real statement. I made clear that I was out of ideas and if Morelli wanted the same Happy End he was bound to make an effort too. Love was a game that could not be played alone.

"Imma go put my own clothes on, dry or wet, I don't really care," There I gave in and a teardrop began to roll down my face. Before I reached the first step of the stairs I was spun around, directly into Morelli's arms. This time I let him.

"That's all I wanted to know. I needed a proof that you wouldn't go back to your old bad habits. I am sorry for bringing that out through the hard way." He said calmingly.

"You're such an ass," I sniffed, but I could feel Morelli smile.

"Probably you're right, but hey, I am only your ass."

I looked up, still in an embrace, "oh, and that makes it better?"

And with this all the talk found an end, instead we initiated to kiss. A kiss here, a kiss there and his warm hands were gone under the shirt I wore. His lips moved away from my lips to my jaw to behind my ear to my neck down my collarbone while his hands were busy cupping my ass but not only this, they also kept caressing other parts of my body.

My fingers were talented enough for that kind of things too. Thus I unbuttoned his shirt so my hands would check if all the muscles had remained all the time I wasn't around. And the result was positive. But I was more excited for the lower body part of the man that had conquered my heart, so I had to open his belt and unbutton his pants.

The taste of his lips was one of many things I had missed for the last few months. And I was not about to let anything happen that could make me lose him ever again.

"What's that? Are you-" he had cupped my face and was looking at me with concerned eyes. Not till then I knew why he asked me that. My eyes were tearing, even though I did not actualize that – because there was no real reason for crying.

"I am sorry, if um, we're like acting preciotitarely. It just didn't feel wrong and-" I kissed him quite.

"No! I am fine! I am really happy that I got you back" I wiped away the tears and smiled.

His facial expression seemed to soften again, as a bright smile shone into my face.

Joe hauled me up so that I needed to put my arms around his neck, "what are you doing?"

"Didn't you say I should go to bed already?"

My heart beat faster. It was not like it was going to be our first time we had sex, but I felt excited like it was my first time.

Not till we attained to the bedroom Morelli let me fall onto the bed. "I actually even believe that you never had lost me," he said calmly while he crawled into bed to just be on top of me. Soft kisses accompanied the warm touches.

Bob, who we'd waken up, escaped out of the room in search for a quite place to go back to sleep.

Even though I already had succeeded in opening his pants, they were still in place.

He helped me get rid of the t-shirt, "it doesn't fit you anyway," he added before he went on to be a help for me to remove his already open shirt. By this I changed positions so I was on top and not him anymore.

I held his arms still and whispered into his ear, "earlier you were pretty rude, you know?"

He wanted to be back in charge which was shown by him releasing himself and wanting to kiss me again. "What are you gonna do now? Give me a lecture?"

Before I let my shorts down I wanted him to be the first to lose his pants. "Bad boys do get what they deserve at the end, didn't you know that?" I whispered to him while I made him undress his lower part of body.

I could feel him get impatient by the time, "why do you still have your shorts on?" He asked as the best part of his body already was hard.

I dunked my tongue into his mouth and dance between the two tongues began. Meanwhile he made it to pull down my damn shorts so my ass was now bare too. His hands moved all over my body and my tongue left his to move down. Between kisses I tend to lick some parts like his nipples, okay it was more like I sucked on them... God, it was getting too hot in the room.

Morelli tried to sit up and change positions with me, but I did not let him. Instead I had reached the train. Before letting it pass through the actual tunnel it, my mouth took a taste of it. I heard Morelli moan, and I felt the rush to suck even deeper. Up and down my mouth went.

As I thought he was warmed up enough I left the lower area and moved upwards again. I ran my hands through the black hair as I planted a passionate kiss on his mouth. This I used as a good timing, and the train went through the tunnel.

I thrust in a slow speed at first and enjoyed the moans that came out of Joe. And then I became faster at thrusting back and forth.

Joe's POV

If this was what bad guys received nowadays, I should seriously rethink of being one again...

Steph reminded of why I loved hot sex with her that much that night. But I didn't want to just lie there while Steph sent me to Wonderland. So I took all the power I had and pushed her off of me down next to me.

"Did I do anything wrong?" She asked a little bit in panic - as if this was new to her.

I turned to her with a grin in place, and let my index finger travel lines over her bare flesh. That made her gave her goosebumps so I replaced it by my lips. Planting lots of kisses everywhere on her perfect body – but mostly on her lips since they were as kissable as nothing else – I made her understand that she hadn't done anything wrong at all.

Looking in those eyes that made oceans look like nothing, it was like I had won the first prize on earth, and now I actually understood that. I cupped her face with both my hands and told her, "I love you like I have never loved anything or anyone as I do love you, Cupcake. And I want you to never forget that. You enrich my life and without you – like even if we wouldn't know each other – I would feel something missing. Some space in me would always be empty, and no one, really no one, could fill it."

Her eyes were teary again, before she would cry me a river of happiness I took advantage and illustrated this happiness through one more intimate kiss.

The next day, Monday, I woke up too late. "Shit!" I looked to the side where Steph was still sleeping with a smile on her face – I think I had never seen her sleep so happily.

I wish I could just spend the whole day with her, no matter if we stayed in bed or did anything else. I did not want to leave her, or maybe I was a little scared of losing her. Whatever it was I had like it much better if I wouldn't need to go to work.

Carefully I removed her head from my arm, just as I removed her arm that embraced me. With that I planted a peck on her forehead and left to shower.

As I came back from shower Steph was already up. She sat straight up.
I smiled at her but she didn't answer it. "What's wrong?"

She extended her hand, just then I realized she was holding something. I approached to take what she wanted to see me. Photos.

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