A:N: Thanks for all the reviews. Jade Opal, Threnody Shepherd, wolfchick11, IrishSaints, babyhilts, azzi, smite the mighty, icydragon14, penscratch, and I Fancy Hugh Dancy.

I know the last few chappies were very mean. Alright last call for if she stays or goes. So far stays has it.

This chapter dabbles into what Tasha did during college.

Chapter Eleven

Striptease

She pooping she rolling she rolling
She climbing that pole and
I'm in love with a stripper
She tripping she playing she playing
I'm not going nowhere girl, I'm staying
I'm in love with a stripper

I decided to spend the next few days in New York. I just needed to get away from everything. With me gone for a few days the boys could at least think over the situation with me. I had told Da that I'd be back in a few days so that I didn't have to deal with their questions. I walked down some back roads I knew, staring at the bright lights and beautiful people as they walked around me.

It didn't take long for me to find where I was going. When I had gone to school at NYU with her we had both worked here. Satan's Dolls. I know exactly what it sounds like and yes it is a strip joint. When we were in college this place paid better than any restaurant. We got the basic pay plus whatever we made. Billy, the man who ran the place, was always awesome about the place. The nicest guy in the business. Treated the girls with respect at least.

I loved working for him. I did miss dancing, I know how slutty it sounds but everyone has their ways of paying for college. It was better than working four jobs and going to college full time.

I looked up at the bouncer who raised an eyebrow at me. New guy. I didn't recognize him. Billy went through bouncers a lot. They hassled the girls a lot. Only Mick and Jesse were the two bouncers that had been around the longest.

They didn't have much in the way of entertainment for me. Unless they thought I was a lesbian, which I wasn't. I handed him the cover charge and walked into the joint.

Girls were all over the place along with men, sitting their with their hard-ons just wanting to score a little action with the dancer in front of them. I looked around. On one of the far tables was where I saw her. Gillian Davis. We called her Davy for short though. She hadn't her name and who could blame her?

I looked over at her with a smile. I moved to sit down right in front of the table pulling out several twenties to wave at her. She saw me as she twisted around her pole. I smiled looking to one of the men who sat in front of her. His hand on his crotch he just stared at me. I winked at him as a joke and looked back up to Davy.

She finished her set up and jumped off the stage and onto my lap. Awkward in so many ways but amusing to watch the men stare at me in jealousy because I had a beautiful half naked chick on my lap. I smacked her ass to be a bitch. I'd known her since I was seven.

"Tasha." She mused at me giving me a hug. "You make them mad when you do that. Then I don't get rent money."

"I don't think so." I told her with a shrug shoving some of the twenties in her g-string. "I think it makes them hornier."

"What are you doing in town?" She questioned me crossing her arms over her naked breasts. "I thought you were in Boston?"

I nodded with a sigh. "I did. I just needed to get the hell out of Dodge."

"I heard about your apartment." She told me with a sigh. "Your mom called the apartment when the FBI was there. Russians? How the fuck did so get in so much trouble without me?"

"You'd be amazed." I told her flagging another girl for a drink. "Dry Martini."

"Try me."

"Later." I replied while a man walked up to us. Bouncer by the looks of it, dressed in all black with large muscles ready to kick me out. "Can I help you?"

"Yes you can let the dancer be." He hissed. "I'm positive she has better things to do than fuck around with her lesbo girlfriend.

Suddenly Billy was standing beside him, his hand on the bouncers shoulder and I could only giggle as the girl brought me my drink. "Jacob, this is Tasha, she's allowed to come and go as she fuckin' pleases." Jacob looked at him confused. "She danced her you dip shit, now get back to work."

I smiled standing up, Davy got off me so I could and I hugged Billy tightly. "Good to seeya Billy."

"Good to see you Tasha." He told me sitting down with Davy and me. She smiled at me sitting on his lap. If there was one thing Billy did it was make girls who didn't work feel welcomed. "I'm happy you decided to come over. All the boys are missing you and Davy's act."

I snickered taking a sip of my drink. "I'm sure they do. Dirty was always fun. How's business been?"

"Not bad." He told me looking around at the men in the bar. "As long as there are perverts there will always be business. You should dance tonight. Give the guys one last show just for the hell of it."

I laughed with a grand smile. "Perhaps I'll dance tonight. I do miss having an audience."

"What no men in Boston?" Davy questioned with a smile and a laugh.

"None that know I was an exotic dancer." I informed them with a smile leaning back in the chair. I did miss dancing a lot though. I know it sounds slutty but when you're paying for college on your own and you don't care just as long as you don't turn into a hooker. You eventually ignore the hoots and just dance for yourself. That and it pays a lot better than a waitress.

"Well," Billy smirked looking up at one of the poles. "We got some clothes in the back you can use. They're clean but they may be a little tight."

"Are you saying I've gained weight?" I questioned him with a growl. He snickered. "Fine." I stood up just wanting to prove what he said was wrong. "I'll get my clothes on, put on something I can grind on."

"How's the leg?"

I snickered knowing he was joking about my shark bite. The nickname the guys had given me was the Great White. "It'll get some stares but when I shake my thang no one will notice."

I began to walk in the back when I noticed two guys at the door that I didn't really expect to. I mumbled an 'oh shit' under my breath. Conner and Murphy at the door and walking towards me, both with worried looks on their faces.

I walked up to them. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

Murphy grabbed my hand and pulled me aside into a curtained area. "Don't be mad."

"Fuck off." I screamed at him with a growl pushing against him. "I needed time alone."

"What the fuck where you planning on doing?" Murphy questioned looking around the room at the naked women and horny as fuck guys.

Conner grabbed me now. "You were followed."

"I don't give a shit." I mumbled looking at them directly. "If you hadn't noticed they've been using me to get to you." I crossed my arms looking around. Billy was coming over to see what was wrong but I shook my head. "Come with me." I told them walking back into the back room. They followed me closely into one of the dressing room. "I came to New York so they'd think I'd left.."

Conner shook his head. "Ya didn't need to do that."

"I have friends in New York too!" I growled at them pulling my shirt over my head. "I worked here in college my best friend is out there right now."

Murphy raised an eyebrow while I finished taking off my pants. "What the hell are ya doin'?"

"Billy asked me to dance." I told him with a sigh reaching for a black bikini top. "I said I would."

Conner smirked patting Murphy on the back. "I'm getting a seat."

He left Murphy and me alone as I pulled on a pair of leather pants. I didn't give a shit. He'd pissed me off enough tonight. I came up to be alone with old friends not with them. Although I must admit I was happy to see them. I heard Murphy inhale. I was guessing he was staring. I looked back at him briefly. He was.

"Perve." I told him pulling bikini top on.

"You're the one dancin' in this fuckin' place." He told me stepping up so there was barely any space between us. I looked up at him over my shoulder. "Why?"

"Because I can." I told him with a hiss. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"We came to warn ya." He replied his head tilting down to rest on my shoulder. "They're trailing you."

"I know." I told him turning around and placing my hands on his chest. "I know when someone's trailing me. I told you not to worry about me dammit."

"Da sent us too." He told me. "He wanted to make sure your okay."

"Bullshit." I told him turning around and reaching for a black newsie cap. "Da fucking hates me. Don't even try to defend him. You know he does."

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back into him. "He does care. You're too stubborn not to care for dammit." I smiled pressing against him briefly before backing away. "You're fuckin' mean."

"You haven't seen me danc---" I began to inform him until his lips crashed down on mine. I felt his arms move around my body. Pulling me closer to him, he raised me up off the ground. My legs instinctively went around his waist. He pushed me back against the wall. I moaned softly, his lips pressing harder and harder. My mouth opened wider to allow his tongue to battle mine.

The door opened and I looked over to see Davy walked in. She began to snicker. "Well, that's what was taking you so fucking long." Murphy glared over at her. "You got a problem with me asshole?"

I smacked him upside at head and he set me down. "Ready?"

"Yeah," She told me with a smirk. "How's singing and dancing sound to ya?"

I frowned at her. "You bitch."

"What's that mean?" Murphy asked while I walked past him.

"It means she'll say 'I sound like a dying coyote in a trash compactor'. Which doesn't mean jack shit since we don't actually sing." She told him with a growl. She looked to my clothes and scoffed. "They still fit."

"Fuck you." I told her and she skipped away. I looked back to Murphy with a shake of my head. "Get a seat."

He grabbed my hand. "How did your other boyfriends feel about you doing this shit?"

"I general didn't date that much in college." I told him looking at him with a sigh. "Where'd that come from?"

"I don't want you to dance." He told me with a hiss.

"Jealous?"

"Bullshit." He grumbled looking at the floor.

"Then why'd you say it?" I questioned seeing Davy looking at us with an annoyed glare.

"Because I just don't."

I shook my head. He didn't understand what I meant. What the hell? Other boyfriends? I just brushed him off with a growl. "Get in the audience. I don't care how pissy you are."

I walked out back of the stage to find Davy staring at me more annoyed than Murphy was. "You don't like him do you?"

"You couldn't tell?" She questioned her hands on her hips. At least she had a top on this time. "Who the hell is his brother though? He damn fine."

I shook my head. "What was the song you choose?"

"Dirty. Do you think your man will get pissed by me dancing with you?" She told me as the music started. "He seems jealous."

"I don't get him sometimes." I growled at her crossing my arms. "He tells me he won't worry then he comes to fuckin' New York and gets all pissy at me!"

"Jealous." She told me as she stepped out first spinning around on the first pull. I felt the beat in my head listening quietly while she started singing. "Ladies."

"Move." I began walking out behind her to spin around her and lower down to the floor. "Gentlemen."

"Move." She sang stepping over me to move to the nearest pole. "Somebody ring the alarm. A fire on the roof."

"Ring the alarm!"

We moved next to each other. Back to back shaking our bodies to the beat. I could barely see anyone in the audience but then I saw Murphy. He sat at the base of the stage. He still looked fucking pissed as hell. I smirk to him as I stepped out.

"Ooh, I'm overdue, Gimme some room," I rotated my hips bending backwards. "I'm coming through. Paid my dues. In the mood." I looked over at Davy. "Me and my girls gonna shake the room!"

We went into our dance and I stared at Murphy the entire time. His eyes were glued not my body. But my eyes, I could only smile. He was still pissed but I didn't care anymore. I was pretty pissed that he had come up here. Even if Da had sent them to keep an eye on me, which I doubted, I was going to be pissed off as hell!

Everyone else was looking at my body moving to the rhythm of the music.

I knelt down so I could jump off the stage into the audience.

"Temperature's up!" Davy cried out spinning on the poll. "'bout ready to erupt. Gonna get my girls."

"Get your boys."

"Gonna make some noise!" We both sang out and she jumped off stage with me. Suddenly a gunshot went off. Davy screamed and I shoved her to the ground. I looked up at the door to see a group of Italian men walk in.

I looked over to Murphy and Conner. They stood their guns drawn. I screamed at them to get down but they couldn't hear me. Gunfire came and I pulled Davy along on the floor towards the under the stage. I pushed her under the stage.

"Go!" I screamed at her. "I'll meet you back at your apartment."

"Tasha!" She screamed as I shut the door and I moved, crawling over to where Murphy and Conner stood.

I was watching them as they shot over and over again. The Italian men didn't even to bother moving, they took bullets and sent them towards the twins. I screamed at them to move their asses but they couldn't hear me. I covered my head as the table above me got shot to hell. I screamed in horror. Conner fell beside me. Blood explodedfrom his shoulder.

"Conner!"

He screamed as the gun fell out of his hand. I reached over and aimed. Murphy was still standing while I shot passed him at the men. I screamed at him to move. He heard and jumped. There were only three left. It only took three shots to get them too. Murphy collapsed to the ground. I stared at him; his eyes were wide in pain. I could see why as he turned.

He was shot in the side. I covered my mouth; Conner grabbed the gun from my hand. His eyes were harsh and full of pain.

"Dear god.." I whispered as he got to his feet. We moved over to the Murphy pulling him to his feet. "Murphy.." I looked over a Conner as he covered the wound with his hand. "Come on. Davy's homes not far from here." I helped Conner take him back to the car. Billy was left staring at the mess. Conner got into the drivers seat and I jumped in the back with Murphy.

I held him close to me. My hand pressed against the wound. "Drive dammit!"

A:N: Thanks again and I know it was a little slutty. Never mind on that though. Thanks to: Jade Opal, Threnody Shepherd, wolfchick11, IrishSaints, babyhilts, azzi, smite the mighty, icydragon14, penscratch, and I Fancy Hugh Dancy for their great reviews.

Poll is closer after this chapter. Does she stay or go? Thanks again!