Chapter 11
Ty got into her car and sat there staring out of the windshield, trying to process what just happened. 'Holy hell. Bones has a… girlfriend?! And she's B Streets mother? Billy's going to fucking flip! Who does she think she is, telling me that I'm part of Bones' family? Billy is the only one that gets to change that status. I really need to stop that train of thought. We are both much better off single.' She looked at the clock on the dashboard and groaned. "Shit. I'm gonna be late."
She started the engine and sped over to Liz's apartment. She ran up the stairs and burst through the front door. Liz shrieked in surprise and dropped a vase of flowers she was holding.
"What the hell, Ty? Where's the fire?" Liz growled, bending down to pick up the flowers.
"Can I raid your closet? I have a meeting and I don't have anything to wear." Ty walked into Liz's room, not bothering to wait for an answer.
"Sure. Who is the meeting with?" Liz asked curiously, following Ty into her room.
"This is one of those things that you are better off not knowing. Trust me." Ty stated firmly, quickly flipping through hangers in Liz's closet.
"This has to do with the shooting, doesn't it?"
Ty turned to look at Liz and smirked. "You could say that." She turned her attention back to the closet, finally settling on a black halter dress that had a plunging neckline and a back that just barely covered her rear end. Ty shuddered and pulled the hanger off the rack.
Liz's eyes widened in surprise when she recognized the dress that Ty chose. "What the…Shit. Does Billy know about this meeting?" Liz asked, using air-quotes around the word meeting.
"No. There's no need for him to worry when he should be concentrating on getting better." Ty said defensively.
"I would hate to be you if he ever finds out about this." Liz said, shaking her head in disbelief.
"He won't find out until the whole thing is over and done with anyway so there's nothing to worry about." Ty shrugged her shoulders dismissively. "Thanks for loaning me the dress." She walked out of Liz's room and into the bathroom. Ty showered quickly, worried that she was behind schedule.
Once through with the shower, she curled her hair and carefully applied smoky charcoal eye shadow that emphasized her emerald green eyes. Satisfied with the makeup she stepped into the dress, slipping the small side zipper closed. She put on a strappy pair of stiletto heels, craving the feeling that came with being taller that her opponent. Danny was only 5'10 or so, so her height of 6 feet plus the three inch heels made her feel powerful and in control of the situation.
She walked out of the bathroom to the appreciative whoops and cat-calls from Tommy, Spink and Dog who were going with her to the club to act as guards and keep an eye out for trouble.
Liz came out of the kitchen carrying four beers and handed one to each of the guys and Ty. "Shit. I didn't know you cleaned up so well Ty." Liz said, shaking her head again. "If Billy finds out about this…" she trailed off, her tone loaded with implications.
"You act like I'm enjoying this." Ty opened her beer and chugged half of it down in one gulp. "Alright. Let's do this thing." She slammed her beer down and stalked towards the door. The guys got up and followed Ty to her car. Dog and Spink got in the back while Tommy sat next to Ty in the passenger seat.
"Is everything ready for tomorrow?" Ty asked, looking at Spink through the rearview mirror.
"We put the finishing touches on the warehouse before we left. They won't know what hit 'em." Spink laughed maliciously and Ty smirked.
"Good job. I don't think I need to tell you to avoid mentioning anything that happens tonight to Billy. He would be…displeased to say the least." Ty said, gesturing to her outfit.
"We got your back Ty. No worries." Tommy said, grimacing at the prospect of Billy ever finding out.
"We all know its just part of the plan. And besides, none of us want to deal with Billy's temper if he did find out. I'm not sure but I have a feeling that dying isn't a pleasant experience." Spink chuckled.
"Yeah, probably not." Ty smiled.
They drove into downtown Boston and Ty stopped in front of a huge three-story warehouse that had been converted into a nightclub. The neon blue and black sign in front read 'The Asylum'. Ty and her men climbed out of the car and she handed her keys to the valet.
The lanky, pale-faced kid looked her up and down twice before Ty cleared her throat. "Is there a problem?"
"Um…no, no ma'am." The kid stuttered, blushing tomato red.
"Be careful with my baby." She purred, turning toward the club door. Spink laughed and patted the kid on the back.
"Don't feel bad, we all did the same thing earlier." The kid smiled weakly and got into the Mustang to drive it to the reserved parking lot.
"Ty? Is that you?" a booming voice asked. Her head whipped around to stare at the bouncer standing next to the door.
"Oz? Oh my god!" she exclaimed, running the last few steps and hugging him. He hugged her back and her 6-foot frame was almost lost in his burly 6 foot 7 inch 300 pound hulk. "How's Sandy? What have you been up to?" She gushed, her emerald green eyes sparkling with her excitement.
"Good. He's good. How's Billy and everyone?"
"They're great." Ty said evasively.
"Is this business or pleasure?" Oz asked, crossing his muscular arms over his chest.
"A little of both, maybe. You still work days at the Inky Dragon?"
"You know it. They won't let their best artist quit." He smiled and Ty grinned.
"I have a confession to make." Ty peered up into his warm chocolate brown eyes sheepishly.
"What did you do Katylina?" he demanded, staring down at her.
"Shit. Pull out the big guns why don't ya? Nobody ever uses my name." Ty blushed. "I um…I got a tattoo."
"Where is it?"
"Under Billy's name." Ty turned around and pointed to the small of her back. Oz stared at William's name and the black and red navigational stars on each side, appraising the quality of the tattoo. Finally he grunted in approval.
"It's not bad. You need a bit of a touch-up on the red but otherwise, not a bad job."
"So you aren't mad at me?"
"No, I'm not mad. Just be sure that you come to me for any other tattoos. Wait…that means…shit." A wave of realization passed quickly across his features. "You have Billy's kid?" Oz gaped at her.
"Yeah. We should get together and catch up. I have a meeting in five minutes." Ty grimaced apologetically. "My cell is the same, call me anytime after tomorrow night."
"Okay, love ya Ty." Oz hugged her one more time and let her and the guys into the club ahead of everyone else standing in line.
Spink tapped Ty on the shoulder and she turned to look at him. "Who was that guy?"
"That's Oz. He is the artist that did most of my tattoo work."
"Does Billy know him?"
"Does Billy have tattoos?" Ty quirked an eyebrow at Spink.
"Oh. Oz did Billy's work too?"
"Yep."
"I just thought he might be upset that you were hugging some other guy."
Ty rolled her eyes and laughed. "Oz is gay. He and his partner Sandy have been together for as long as Billy and I have."
They walked through a set of double doors and were assaulted by a frantic bass beat and flashing red and purple light. The guys disappeared into the crowd to watch Ty from a distance and make sure that Danny didn't try anything.
Ty scanned the crowd and plastered a huge fake grin on her face when she saw Danny walking towards her. He was dressed in a black silk button-down shirt with blue flames printed across the bottom, dark denim jeans and biker boots. His thin, pale pink lips broke into a smile that did not reach his eyes.
"Hello beautiful." Danny pulled Ty into his arms and flush against his chest. She patted him on the back stiffly and tried to gently extricate herself from his octopus hold on her back. Danny chuckled, sensing her discomfort. "Let's have a drink and then I have reservations with the third floor restaurant." Ty nodded in agreement and repressed a shudder as Danny placed an icy hand on the bare skin of her lower back. They walked up to the bar and Ty ordered a Sex on the Beach. Danny smirked and got the same. Ty mentally rolled her eyes at his wussy choice. She sipped her drink while Danny stared at her.
"So, about this…alliance." Danny began. Ty put her drink down and gave him her full attention. "What kind of territory are we talking about?"
"Since our boundary lines meet, it would just be like they don't exist. Our men would work the corners together and maybe party together afterwards. No big deal, really." Ty winked at him and he smiled.
"I kinda like the sound of that. How many men do you have?"
"As if you don't know." Ty quirked an eyebrow playfully.
"Of course I did my research but I wanted to know if you would tell me the truth."
"Let's see…my main guys are Spink, Jamie, Tommy, Bodie, Baggy, Heco and Dog. Of course I have additional contacts and such that I use occasionally but those are the only gang members."
"Only 7? Where does Joe Darley fit into all of this?" Danny stared appraisingly at her, judging her response to the question.
"Joe doesn't fit into this. He just likes to tag along when we all go out. He's not a member of the gang." Ty stated, fire flashing in her eyes. Danny's tone had started to get to her.
"I take it that you are opposed to killing him?" Danny asked, nonchalantly taking a sip of his drink.
"Yeah, that would kinda be a deal breaker for me. My sister wouldn't be too pleased if anything happened to her fiancé."
"Alright." Danny said, nodding slightly. "Joe lives, but you must have figured out that Billy would be a nuisance if allowed the same…privilege." Danny studied Ty's face for any betraying traces of emotion.
"As long as you promise to take care of the mother fucker for me, he's all yours." Ty said, taking the last sip of her drink. Danny smiled, evidently convinced of Ty's sincerity.
A waiter walked over to Danny at that point and whispered something in his ear. "Ty, my love, our table awaits." Danny stood, offering her his arm and she took it, repressing yet another shudder. Danny's skin felt cold even though it was very warm in the club.
They made their way to the elevator and slowly rode to the third floor.
Stepping off of the elevator, they were presented with a very romantic atmosphere of candlelight and softly playing classical music that stood in sharp contrast to the loud music and harsh lights of the club downstairs. The waiter settled them in a booth in the darkest corner of the restaurant. They both picked up their menus and after several minutes of uncomfortable silence the waiter returned.
"What would you like this evening?" he asked, pulling his pad of paper out to write down their orders.
"I'll have the filet mignon with a baked potato and broccoli. Oh, and keep the drinks coming." Danny grinned at Ty and she smiled tentatively at him. In reality, she was restraining the urge to shove her stiletto into some delicate part of his anatomy. Apparently her damsel-in-distress act was working well.
"And for the lady?" The waiter shifted his gaze to Ty but before she could even open her mouth Danny interrupted.
"She'll have a chef salad." Danny waved his hand dismissively but the waiter continued to look at Ty who shrugged minutely.
"What kind of dressing?"
"Honey mustard." Ty spat through clenched teeth. Maybe the act was working too well…If this is what he always does with his dates, it's no wonder that he can't keep a woman. Not feeding them and getting them too drunk to know what's going on? Jesus, what an asshole. Ty looked at Danny, trying to smile demurely. "I'll be right back." She stalked to the bathroom and whipped out her cell. Pressing the speed dial number four, she waited until she heard Spink say hello before she launched into a tirade. "What the fuck? Just who the fuck does he think he is? Just where in the hell does he get off ordering my dinner for me? A salad? I don't fucking eat salad." Ty growled, breathing hard through her nose.
Spink laughed. Just…try…not to kill him tonight? That would blow our plans all to hell. Just remember, this will all be through tomorrow and you'll never have to deal with him again.
"I just have to keep telling myself that." Ty growled in resignation and flipped her phone closed. After going to the bathroom and washing her hands, she splashed ice cold water on the back of her neck to try and diffuse some of her temper.
She walked out of the bathroom and slowly headed back to the table. She noted that the food had arrived along with fresh drinks. She sat down and smiled sheepishly at Danny.
"Sorry about that."
"No problem. Now we can eat." He attacked his food and in several minutes all that was left on his plate was a lone piece of broccoli, which he was idly pushing around with his fork. Ty picked at her salad, not eating anything, just moving it around on her plate. Finally setting her fork down, she prepared to broach the most important subject of the night.
"So, I was thinking…"
"A dangerous activity, my dear." Danny interrupted, grabbing her hand where it lay next to her plate on the table.
"Yes, well. Anyway, we have a kind of party planned tomorrow night and I was hoping that you and your men might like to come as a kind of celebration of our potential truce."
"Sure, babe. Just give me the address and we'll be there." Danny squeezed her hand in a gesture that was meant to reassure but instead made Ty want to vomit.
"It's at a converted warehouse on Styx Boulevard. You'll see my car parked outside." Ty smiled at him.
"Sure, love. We'll see you there. What time?"
"We usually get there around 11, so any time after that."
"Would you like to go downstairs and dance? Or maybe we could just head back to my place for a nightcap?" Danny suggested with a salacious wink.
"Actually, I really need to get home. I left my son with one of the guys and I don't want them doing anything…dangerous." Ty smiled apologetically and stood up from the table. "Thank you for dinner and I promise we'll have our fun tomorrow."
Danny stood up and reached out to pull her into a hug. Ty leaned in and pressed her lips to his thin, cold ones. He harshly grabbed her ass and dragged her flush against him, leaning up to deepen the kiss.
After several moments, Ty broke the kiss off and leaned down. "See you tomorrow." She breathed into his ear. She walked towards the elevator and got on, smirking when she realized that it took Danny that long to even think about moving. The doors closed and she flipped her cell open. Pressing and holding the send button, it redialed Spink's number. It took until the fourth ring for him to answer.
Ty? What is it this time? He grumbled reluctantly into the phone.
"Get the guys and lets get the hell out of here." Ty growled, slamming the phone shut and stomping out the doors once they opened.
Spink was waiting for her and she shot him an icy glare. "Don't you ever fucking use that tone of voice with me again. I know you're used to Billy but I'm in charge now and I expect you to remember that." Ty growled, stalking past him and out the front door of the club. Tommy and Dog were already waiting for them.
The valet drove up with her car several moments later and Ty quickly got into the driver's seat. She revved the engine when the guys weren't quite as fast about getting in. Ty barely waited until the passenger door clicked shut before speeding off towards Liz's apartment.
Ten minutes of stony silence later with nothing but the rumbling growl of the Mustang's engine as background noise, they pulled up in front of the apartment. Ty stormed up the stairs with Spink, Tommy and Dog following slowly behind her.
"What the hell happened to her? I mean, she was pissed before but god, she's like Billy now." Tommy said, practically whispering.
Spink grimaced. "It was me."
"What the fuck did you do?" Dog glared at him accusingly.
"She called me to get you guys and I sounded annoyed because she had already called once and I was talking to a hot chick and I didn't think she could possibly be done with the meeting that fast." Spink took a long drag of his cigarette and blew the smoke out slowly through pursed lips.
"You moron. You never treat her like that again, get me?" Tommy glared at him and Spink looked down at him in surprise.
"Where the fuck do you get off telling me what to do?"
"I've been part of the gang longer than you and I'm only looking out for you. It gets back to Billy that you disrespected her leadership…fuck…he'll beat the shit out of you." Tommy said, shaking his head at Spink's stupidity.
"Fuck. I've gotta fix this." Spink said, charging up the last flight of stairs. He knocked on the door and he heard Liz say come in. He walked in the door and was surprised when Liz glared at him.
"She's pissed at you, you know that right? Now I don't know what you did but you'd best fix it before she sees Billy again or your ass won't be worth much."
"Shit. You're the second person to tell me that in the last 2 minutes." He walked down the hall to the guest room and knocked on the door.
"What?" came a slightly wavery reply.
"Ty, it's Spink. Can I come in?"
"Yeah." He opened the door and Ty was standing with her back to him, still in the dress but minus the stilettos, which made her seem softer, vulnerable somehow. He had to resist the urge to go comfort her for fear that he would only make things worse.
"Ty, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have acted like that earlier." Spink trailed off when he noticed Ty's shoulders shaking. It took him several moments to realize that she was…crying? He walked up right behind her and laid a hand on her shoulder. She surprised him when she turned and threw herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face in his shoulder. She sobbed uncontrollably for several minutes before pulling back far enough to smile weakly up at him. Looking briefly over his shoulder her jaw dropped in shock and she shoved him away from her.
Billy stood in the doorway, bolts of lightning flashing from his eyes. His eyes had darkened to the emerald green color that signaled someone was going to die. His gaze raked up and down her body, taking in the skimpy dress, the lines on her legs from the tie-up straps of the stilettos and the carefully curled hair that was so out of character for her that he almost laughed. Almost. Spink noticed her look of horror and whipped around to stare blankly at Billy.
"What the fuck is going on?" Billy growled, stepping into the room and crossing his arms over his chest. He grimaced slightly as his black t-shirt scraped across the stitched on his shoulder blade.
"Billy…I…I had a bad night and Spink was there for me. I'm sorry." Ty mumbled, staring at her feet.
"It had better not have been more than just that hug…" he growled. His face softened slightly as he noticed her tear-streaked make-up. "Are you…crying?" Billy snorted in disbelief and the tension in the room suddenly broke.
"Yeah, at least you missed the waterworks." Ty joked half-heartedly.
Billy shot a glance at Spink that clearly said Get-the-hell-out-of-here-before-I-kill-you and he stumbled over himself trying to get out of the room. Billy shut the door behind him and Ty walked hesitantly up to him. He stretched his arms out to her and she collapsed gratefully into his embrace. He held her as tightly as his stitches would allow and she started crying even harder than before.
The shaking finally subsided and she looked up at him, wiping her cheeks with both hands.
"So, you gonna tell me what all this is about?" he asked, brushing a curl out of her eyes.
"You're gonna be pissed." She shook her head slowly, trying to quell the fear that threatened to overwhelm her.
"I think I'm more pissed not knowing what you used that dress for." He growled, running his hands up and down her naked back appreciatively.
"Alright. Well, remember the job Bones gave me? The whole Danny thing?" He glared down at her, nodding once.
"Tonight was step one in taking him down." She grimaced guiltily.
"Wait…all this was for the fucker who SHOT ME?" he roared, shoving her roughly away from him.
"Billy, it's not like that. This was part of a plan to make him comfortable enough to bring the rest of his gang to hang out with ours on Styx and take those fuckers out all at once." Ty stated, crossing her arms defensively under her chest.
"So all of this is just part of a plan?" Billy glared at her suspiciously and she nodded.
"Ask Spink. He was there for most of it." Except dinner, she added mentally.
"Which brings us back to why you were crying on his shoulder." His eyes resumed some of the icy glare from earlier.
"I…this is going to sound really stupid. Being so close to Danny today made me realize just how much I love you and how good it was with us…before. I realized I wanted that back, more than I've ever wanted anything else in the entire world, except for Will." Ty looked up into his eyes, gauging his reaction. "I want to work on us…try to get back what we had before."
Billy smiled. Hell, it wasn't just a smile. That kind of smile could only be described as a big shit-eating grin. His teeth sparkled between his full lips and for the first time in a very long time he was happy. No, it was more than that. He felt…content. Like everything was right with the world, or at least his little corner of it.
Ty smiled hesitantly back at him. "I already told you that you were NEVER leaving me again didn't I?" Billy demanded, wrapping his arms around her waist and pressing his forehead to hers. Her smile grew and she nodded once.
Billy captured her mouth in a demanding kiss and Ty responded, pulling her body flush against his. His hands slowly trailed their way up her spine, coming to rest on the ties of the halter dress hidden under her hair. With one deft tug of the knot, the dress pooled around her ankles leaving her standing naked in front of him, her full c-cup breasts heaving in time with her panting. He reached out and traced the tribal tattoo on the right side of her neck. He trailed his fingers down her throat, around the swell of her breast to her waist where he let it stop, holding her in place, drinking in a site that he thought about every day for five years. Sure, he had slept with other women after she left him but none of them had compared to this raven-haired Amazon that stood unashamedly in front of him.
Ty smirked at Billy's thoughtful expression. "Hey, fly-boy." She said, snapping him back to the moment. "I think you have a few too many clothes on."
Billy laughed lightly and stripped his shirt off. He breathed heavily through his nose as the shirt rubbed against his shoulder but Ty was too entranced by his body to notice.
When she left he had only had the tribals on his neck and arms done but now they trailed down his sides and thighs stopping at his knees. She had seen him like this the night she came back but hadn't really paid as much attention to the tattoos as she had to getting his clothes off as fast as possible.
"Oz was busy while I was gone." She grinned at him.
"I couldn't let you have all the fun." Billy said, his mouth twitching into a half-smirk.
"Are you going to finish them or are they already done?" Ty asked, trailing a finger in between his sharply defined abs, tracing the light trail of fur that led from a spot in the middle of his chest to where it disappeared into the patch surrounding his proudly erect member. He groaned when she stopped just short of touching it.
"Does it really matter?" he growled, assessing her with a purely predatory gleam in his eyes.
"Not really. I was thinking about getting a new one…" she trailed off, smirking. Billy growled again and wrapped his arms around her.
"You know how much I love a new tattoo." He bit down on her collarbone and she shivered.
"Fuck me." She breathed, biting down on his earlobe. She felt him throb against her stomach in response. He pushed her down onto the bed and lifted her legs over his forearms, spreading her for his viewing pleasure. His cock nudged her entrance and he buried himself to the hilt in one solid thrust. He felt Ty quiver around him as a mini-orgasm washed over her.
Ty moaned and bucked against him, urging him to go faster. He pulled out and thrust back in as hard as he could.
"Oh my god! Just like that." Ty exclaimed, grinding her hips against his. "Fuck me!" She commanded and he complied.
As primed as they both already were it only took a few moments of hard thrusting until Billy was spilling his seed into her rapidly convulsing channel.
"Fuck." Billy groaned, collapsing sweaty and panting next to Ty on the bed.
"That's what we just did." Ty laughed, curling into his side and laying her head on his shoulder. "Wait, what are you doing home? Did they let you go early?" Ty demanded, rising up on her elbow to glare at him.
Billy snorted in amusement but looked somewhat sheepish at the same time. "I didn't want to be there anymore so I left. I wanted to spend the night in your bed and besides, they were going to let me go home in the morning anyway." He smirked down at her. "I wasn't expecting that kind of welcome home though."
Ty smiled and snuggled into his shoulder again. "I'm glad you're home. So…you're not mad at me? I mean, about the whole plan thing?"
"I'm pissed that you didn't tell me you were going to do this but it's a good plan. I think it'll work. So, what's my part in all of this?"
"Um…make sure that nothing happens to Liz while we're gone?" Ty waited for the explosion.
"What the fuck? There is no way in hell I'm staying here while you and the rest of the gang go take revenge on the asshole that shot me." Billy shouted making Ty flinch.
"Oh, calm down. Of course that wasn't actually part of the plan." Ty rolled her eyes. "Let me think about it for a bit but I think I might have an idea." They fell asleep quickly after that.
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Sorry about taking so long in getting this chapter up…yet again. Not that ya'll are interested in the reasons but work has been really hectic…this being an adult thing is not all its cracked up to be! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed and added this story to your alert list! It really encourages me to keep writing. Let me know what you think about this chapter and hopefully the next one won't take so long to get posted…