Disclaimer: Do I look like I own the WWE or Twilight?! NO! I own the OC's and that's it.
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Kelsey and Phil stood behind a one-way mirror, looking into the interrogation room. Roger wasn't there, yet.
"You don't have to do this y'know. I can identify him and you can wait in the car." Phil said, looking down at Kelsey, who for once wasn't wearing high boots.
Kelsey, her arms crossed, looked up at him. "I can do this Phil. I have to do this. Besides," she looked back at the glass, "he's your stalker."
Phil rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah, true, but I don't want you to get-"
Kelsey glared at him. "Don't you dare say 'hurt', because I can take care of myself!" She snapped.
Phil held up his hands. "Chill Kels, I know you can take care of yourself," he put his hands on her shoulders, looking into her eyes, "but I know that you and Roger have a past that hurts you."
Kelsey's expression became pained as Phil sighed before pulling her to him, hugging her. She closed her eyes as he kissed her hair.
"It'll be okay Kels, it'll be okay." Phil whispered as a lone tear slid down her face. I won't let anyone hurt you ever again Kelsey, I promise. Phil thought before the door to the room abruptly opened and they let go of each other.
The chief of police cleared his throat as the door closed before he nodded at them. "Mr. Brooks, Mrs. Brooks," he said, Kelsey's eyes widening. "All we want you two to do is identify Mr., uh… Well, Mr. Roger, and then you may leave." He explained as Phil held Kelsey's hand once more.
Phil nodded. "Thanks sir."
"Don't mention it." The chief mumbled before they faced the glass once more. The door opened and four men were led into the room, all standing against a wall for a lineup. Phil, Kelsey, and the chief could see them, but the men couldn't Phil, Kelsey, and the chief.
Kelsey looked at their faces quickly before panicking and turning to the chief. "He's not there." She said, her voice rising in panic. "He's not there. Roger's not there. Oh please don't tell me he's escaped." She babbled, putting one hand on her forehead as Phil nodded in agreement, his eyes blazing.
"She's right- He's not there. Where is he?" Phil demanded to know as the chief scratched his head, looking at the lineup again.
"Are you sure? Take another look at them. Maybe-"
"He's not there and I know it!" Kelsey screamed, bolting from the room.
"Kelsey- Wait!" Phil yelled, chasing after her.
Kelsey ran down the hallways towards the front door, her thoughts on Roger.
He's out- He escaped- Was it really him who was at the arena? They said it was! Oh dear Jesus, please don't let it be so! Please don't let it be that he's escaped! She prayed as she ran outside, down the steps, and towards the SUV.
"Kelsey!" Phil yelled, grabbing one of her arms and spinning her around. "What's gotten into you?"
"Just stay away from me Phil!" She yelled, hysterical. "He's only after you because I'm with you! Just- Just forget about me!" She yelled, turning and running off down the sidewalk.
"Kels! KELSEY!" He yelled after her. "STOP!"
Kelsey looked over her shoulder once at him, before rounding the corner of a building and disappearing from sight.
Phil chased after her, but when he rounded the corner of the same building she was nowhere in sight. Throughout
"Kelsey!"
After a little, okay, a lot of work, the underground headquarters of Hell's Security was looking… Better… Sort of.
If you just ignored one room in the headquarters… As in the bullpen.
Ariella slammed one of her heavy steel-toe combat boots into the side of one of the metal desks in the bullpen, leaving a dent in the metal. "Erg- How'd they get into the bunker and why?! Why are they so darn persistent?!"
Oliver, who had his arms crossed and was leaning against a desk, shrugged one shoulder before standing. Ariella blinked in a random 'Oh my gosh he is sooooooooooooo cute!' moment. With his white-blonde hair and baby blue eyes, any girl with common sense would think that…
…Until Ariella remembered that she was four years older than him.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She screamed, running from the room and screaming about how she must have been turned into a vampire.
Oliver blinked. "Okay, that was…"
"Random?" Cole volunteered as he picked up some scattered papers.
"Yeah," Oliver said with a nod.
Ruby strode into the room, her red hair back in a high ponytail as she stared at an open folder in her hands before stopping at a desk near the guys, putting the folder down. "Take a look at this boys- Looks like we have bigger problems then we expected."
The guys stood next to her, staring into the contents of the folder in surprise. They looked at each other over Ruby's head before looking back at the folder again.
"Satellite photos revealing that…" Oliver stopped and shook his head. "No, it can't be."
Ruby nodded. "Oh, yes, it can."
Cole exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Looks like we're in big trouble."
"Yeah, I know." Ruby said.
Kelsey ran down the maze of alleyways, her mind focusing on only one thing: Survival.
"What's wrong with you?! I am your boyfriend- Not him!" Roger roared in her mind before backhanding her, making her flinch.
"I don't see why this idiot could be a threat. I've met grandmother's more intimidating than him." She remembered Ariella say as they walked down a hallway in Hell's Security headquarters, an open folder balanced in one of Ariella's hands.
"Kelsey LeeAnn Shepherd!" Her father bellowed as she yelped, shying down another alleyway.
"Shepherd! Get out of there!" Her squad commander yelled over a handheld radio as she ran through a building in Iraq.
"You're like a sister to me- I'll never give up on you." Adrienne said, giving Kelsey a one-arm hug as Adrienne's other arm was in a cast, broken.
"You're mine- I'll never let you stop being mine." Roger growled as she tripped, regaining her balance quickly before continuing running, going faster.
"Remind me again what our catchword is?" Adrienne asked her as they trained in the headquarters gym.
"Jackpot." Kelsey said, weightlifting as Adrienne ran on a treadmill.
"Oh yeah. We're just your average Dante and Vergil." Adrienne said jokingly.
Tears streamed down Kelsey's face as she tripped again, catching herself before running into the street.
The screech of brakes sounded before Phil flew from the SUV, hurrying over to her as she wept before pulling her into a hug. "It'll be all right. They'll get him- I know it."
Kelsey shook her head, staring at his coat instead of looking him in the eye. "No, no they won't Phil," she up at him, tears still running down her face. "He'll never stop- Not as long as I- As I'm-" She couldn't speak anymore as she started crying again, burying her face in his coat as he held onto her tighter. Thank God there was no traffic around.
"Everything will be all right Kelsey- I'll protect you." He whispered, kissing her hair.
"NO!" She cried a choked cry, stumbling away from him. "Just stay away from me! He'll never hurt you if we're not together!" She yelled before turning and slamming her boot into one of the front tires of the SUV. "I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!" She screamed, done kicking the poor tire.
"Kelsey!" Phil yelled, spinning her around before grabbing her biceps. "I don't care if he brings an army of undead zombies with him- I won't leave you!" He said, his eyes blazing.
Her chin quivered. "I know. That's the problem…" She whispered.
The glint of sunlight on metal made her look past his shoulder and up at one of the buildings behind him. It glinted again before her eyes widened and she jerked herself away from him, running for the door into the building.
"Kelsey?" Phil questioned, confused, before getting back into the SUV and parking it.
Kelsey tried the door before drawing back. She slammed her shoulder into the door, forcing it open before running into the building.
She took the old stairs two steps at a time, Phil running behind her, before she reached the second floor.
She replayed the scene in her mind before running for the next set of stairs, heading for the third floor.
Phil muttered curses as he followed her, her focus on finding them.
She reached a door, holding her hand up to silence him, before slamming into the door. It didn't budge as she swore before Phil kicked it in for her.
"Thank you," she said, breathless, before hurrying into the room.
It was empty save for a rotting couch under a window, and…
…A silver Beretta pistol on a windowsill.
Kelsey froze, every scenario possible for this situation playing through her mind before she took a step forward.
"Kelsey no!" Phil yelled, jerking her back.
She glared at him. "What?" She growled, her gloved hands balling into fists.
He pointed at the floor. "There's a tripwire."
Kelsey looked where he pointed and was shocked to find that, indeed, he was right. There was a tripwire there.
With deadly speed, Kelsey leapt over the tripwire, zigzagging across the floor to the window. She crouched, snatching the Beretta off the windowsill, before leaning up and peaking out. There was no one on the street…
…But there was an open window in the building directly across from her.
An open window? In the middle of window? I don't think so. She thought, turning and crouch-walking her way across the floor before standing, leaping over the tripwire again before shooing Phil out the door and into the hall.
"What's the plan?" He asked her, his hands on his hips.
"You're going down to the SUV while I trip the wire." Kelsey said flatly, opening her coat up and slipping the Beretta inside before zipping her coat shut again.
"What? No way Kels," he shook his head. "That is not happening."
Kelsey smirked slowly, walking towards him, as he backed away before he found himself pinned against the wall.
She stopped, standing on her tiptoes so that she was inches away from his face, before she spoke again.
"You're going to do as I say, or else the kidnappers will get away." She said, her face morphing into a lethal glare.
Phil searched her face for any sign of her kidding before sighing and nodding in agreement. "Okay, fine. Tell me what to do."
Like the flip of a switch, she smiled again and backed away from him. "Good."
They watched him hurry from the building, checking over his shoulder several times before climbing into the SUV and driving away like a madman.
Excellent, the being thought with an evil smile as one of their henchmen shoved her into the backseat of the SUV they drove.
"Now?" The man asked him, impatient as ever.
A beep sounded and the man looked at the device in his hand. "Now." He said coolly.
The henchman nodded, removing a device from his pocket, before pressing a button.
The abandoned apartment building Kelsey had been in went up in flames as the explosion set-off nearby car-alarms.
The first being grinned deviously. "Wonderful," he breathed, turning away and starting for the SUV as loud screams- Curses, started. Looks like she had figured out just what had happened.
"Let's get out of here before the cops come." The first being ordered, getting into the front passenger seat of the SUV as the henchman climbed into the back of the SUV, trying to keep her from leaping from the SUV.
The driver started the SUV, driving away quickly as police and fire sirens started.
The first thing Kelsey had done was open a window up the hall. The window led out onto the fire escape, so she had a fast exit.
Kelsey had inspected the tripwire as she waited to hear Phil drive away before using an empty box she had found to throw at the tripwire, causing it to snap before sprinting down the hall.
She scrambled onto the fire escape, not taking the time to think as she jumped, the building exploding behind her as she landed on the roof of the SUV. Thank God the building had been on the corner of a new street, so Phil could park under the fire escape without being seen.
Phil drove the speed limit as Kelsey lay on the roof of the SUV, her heart racing, before he parked in front of the police station again.
The moment the SUV had stopped Kelsey climbed off the roof, Phil running around the SUV before hugging her tightly.
"Oh thank God you're all right," he breathed into her hair as police hurried out of the building, climbing into police cruisers.
Kelsey shook her head. "Let's get out of here- I've got some calls I have to make." She said, climbing into the passenger seat of the SUV before inching over into the driver's seat.
Phil rolled his eyes as Kelsey started the SUV before he climbed into the passenger seat, slamming the door before she drove away from the police station.
Piper sat in her upstairs office, her feet propped up on the edge of her desk as she read Twilight again, before the phone rang.
Eyeing it warily, she put the book down and took her feet off the desk before leaning forward and picking the receiver up, placing it to her ear.
She didn't speak as she listened to first breathing before the person spoke in a nervous rush. "I am so sorry my darling- I never meant to not call you for this long-"
"How did you get this number?" Piper asked coldly as she leaned back in her chair, relieved.
"Well…" He started nervously.
"Never mind," Piper said. "What I need is a favor from you."
"Anything my darling!" The man cried, something falling in the background.
"What was that?" Piper asked, paranoid.
"…I fell on my knees…" The man said, the moment suddenly turning awkward.
Okay then... Awkward and random. Piper thought with a slight shake of her head.
"Don't be such a drama queen." Piper snapped when she regained her voice.
"Y- Yes ma'am!" He stuttered, sounding like he was scrambling to his feet.
"Now, what I need you to do is track down someone for me- Can you do that?" Piper asked him, picking Twilight up again.
The conversation, albeit short, ran smoothly and soon Piper was tossing her phone back into its cradle a là Dante from Devil May Cry 3 before propping her boots up again. "Splendid." Piper purred, turning the page of the book. "You could even call it dazzling." She said with a chuckle.
…Okay, so I was on a Twilight-reading spree for the last week-and-a-half. So what? Review if you like, don't if you don't.
Flamers will be very much ignored.