Alex fidgeted in the nice black dress pants, a low white V neck shirt and dark blazer that he had bought with Cris in a clothing store. Cris was in a long black gypsy skirt and dark blue woman's polo with flat sandals. She smiled at Alex, resting her hand on his thigh as they sat at a table in the B&B Ristorante restaurant, waiting for Jace to arrive from the office.

"I'm still not sure about this, Cris." Alex said, gripping her hand tightly in his. "I just don't see him liking me."

"Alex, for the millionth time, he's going to love you." Cris assured him. "Jace isn't someone to judge people for their life choices." she told him.

"Unless it endangers the life of my beloved daughter." Jace's voice came from behind them, as the headwaiter showed him to the table.

Cris smiled looking back. Smiling brighter, she got up and hugged Jace tightly. "It's good to see you." she said to him as they hugged.

"And you," Jace smiled letting her go. "Even though it's only been about 5 hours since we saw each other last." He chuckled, then looked to Alex, who was still sitting down, looking back at the two of them.

"Ah, Jace, this is Alexander." Cris said, introducing them.

"Nice to meet you, Alexander." Jace smiled, holding his hand out to the blond. "I'm Jace Davis."

Gulping, Alex stood and took Jace's hand into his and shook it. "It's nice to meet you, Mr. Davis. Cris has spoke highly of you." he whispered to him, utterly nervous. Jace was all smiles and fuzzy bunnies though.

"Please call me, Jace. Any friend of Cris's is a friend of mine." Jace told him, letting Alex's hand go. "Shall we sit?" he asked, looking at the two.

"Of course." Cris nodded, taking her seat again.

Jace and Alex took their seats and the three picked up their menus, looking over their meal and drink options. There was a comfortable silence between them as the waiter came over and took their orders. Cris's hand remained on Alex's thigh in comfortable support of him and she regarded Jace with the same love and respect she'd always had for him.

"So, Alex, what is it that you do for a living?" Jace asked, sipping his red wine.

"Um, I'm currently out of work." Alex told him, looking embarrassingly at his Laphroaig Scotch. "It's complicated."

"That's perfectly understandable." Jace beamed, understanding. "If you ever need a..."

"No." Cris snapped, setting down her Bacardi on the table. Jace frowned at her outburst.

"Cristinana?" He questioned gently.

Cris took a slow breath, clearing her head. "Sorry. Still warn out from the trek is all." she smiled.

Nodding, Jace continued. "As I was saying if you find yourself looking for a good job, I'm sure Cris can tell you where to find me. I run a pawn shop and personal loans office here in Vegas, so if you're ever interested I can put you on." he smiled at Alex over the rim of his wine glass. Cris squeezed Alex's thigh softly as if warning him to tread lightly over the conversation.

"I appreciate it very much." Alex smiled. "Thank you."

"Anytime." Jace nodded. "Speaking about work. I may have another job for you, Cris. It won't be for another 2 weeks, so nothing to worry about quite yet. But tip toe, will you?"

"Yeah, I'm on it." Cris nodded, waving over the waiter for another drink. Jace pulled a file out of his suitcase and handed it to Cris, who put it in her bag for later. She looked at Alex, he looked uncomfortable as he picked at his pants, she smiled at him. "Will you excuse us?" she said to Jace standing up.

"Of course. Be my guests." Jace nodded waving them off.

"Come on, Alex." Cris said, taking Alex by the hand and pulling him into the woman's bathroom, with her bag.

"Cris, this is the ladies room." Alex said looking around for another lady.

"You're female enough." Cris said, sliding out of her skirt and tossing it at Alex, then pulling out an elegant dark brown dress. She pulled off her polo and slipped into the dress, when she was done she looked at Alex. "Well, change. I know that's what's bothering you." Alex stood there, gripping her skirt in his hands and blinking at her. Cris rolled her eyes, moving over to him, undoing his belt, popping the button and unzipping his pants. She tugged them, so they fell around his ankles and pooled on the floor.

"Move back." She told him, pushing him back by the chest, so he'd step out of his pants. "Good." Cris picked up his pants, folded them and put them in her bag. "Alex, put the skirt on, you dink." she chuckled lightly, standing on her toes to kiss him on the lips.

Snapping out of it, Alex pulled on the skirt. The waist of them were stretchy so they hugged his hips well and the bottom hem came to his ankles perfectly. He untucked his V neck from it and took the make up kit from Cris and went to the bathroom mirror to put it on. Cris leaned against the bathroom wall behind him, watching him in the mirror as he put on the foundation, eyeliner, eyeshadow and blush. He looked back at her, shyly. Cris pushed off the wall and rested a hand on his chest, over his heart.

"You look beautiful." she smiled, kissing his cheek.

"You had this planned?" he asked her.

"Not really." Cris shook her head, putting the make-up back in her bag as Alex messed with his shaggy blond hair, letting his bangs fall into his eyes a bit. "More prepared for. Just in case."

"You're incredibly, you know that?" Alex told her, as they walked out of the bathroom.

"Yeah, yeah." Cris rolled her eyes, playfully. "But the question is: Who are you? You still Alex or are you Geert?" Alex blushed bright.

"I'm wearing a skirt, who do you think I am?" he teased her.

"With that attitude, Geert most def." Cris said, stopping behind her chair. "Jace, I have someone you need to meet." she said as Jace looked up to her from his second glass of wine.

"Alright."

"Jace, this is Geert." Cris said stepping aside and showing off Alex in female mode. "Alex is a..."

"I'm a Transvestite." Alex said it for himself. "And I'm in love with Cris." he added.

"We're in love with each other." Cris corrected him.

Jace blinked a few times, then smiled happily at them, "It's about time you fell in love, Cris." he stood up and hugged them both. "And who better." he smiled proudly at Alex.

"You're not freaked out that I'm a Transvestite?" Alex asked, a little shocked.

"God, no!" Jace shook his head. "We are who we are and damn everyone else."

"I've been telling her that." Cris huffed, rolling her eyes.

"Might I add, that brown eyeshadow brings out your eyes." Jace said, impressed.

"Jace, your gay is showing." Cris laughed. Jace tisked at her and went back to his seat, Cris and Alex followed him to theirs.

"He's gay?" Alex asked, raising his eyebrow at Cris.

"The reason why I knew that Jace would accept you is because..."

"I'm gayer than the sunshine." Jace confessed, proudly.

"He's just one of the ultra manly ones that have random bouts of gayness." Cris laughed, sipping the rest of her Rum.

"So, this is the one you told me about?" Jace asked.

Cris blushed, "Yeah, this is the one." she smiled at Alex, all giddy. "I told Jace about you a few hours after we met. You were on my mind the whole time. I was ecstatic to see you again, well not how we met up again. But you get the point." Alex nodded understanding.

"I thought she was gunna disintegrate as she told me about you over the phone." Jace added to the blushing.

"Shut up." Cris snapped, looking away from them. "But, Jace..." she grew serious, staring off into the distance. Jace became serious and concerned with Cris's sudden change of mood.

"What is it, Cristiana?"

"I told him." She came out with it. "He knows what I do. He know the operation, not all of it, but a good part of it. I couldn't help myself, I couldn't lie to him. I tried, believe me, I did."

Jace sat quietly, his body tense and seemingly calm as he stared at her. Alex tried to melt into the seat and make him forget he was even alive. This could either end up okay or end up with Jace doing what he did when someone knew about the operation he ran and wasn't suppose too... he'd kill them.