Sorry it took so long for this chapter to be put up, but I couldn't get connected last weekend. I think it is sort of short, but I hope you enjoy. Please R + R. The more you give me your reviews, the more excited I get about writing.

disclaimer: I don't own any of the movie.

Lisa left Jack's room and knocked on Evelyn's bedroom door. Bobby didn't answer. She knocked on the door again. After about 5 minutes, the door opened a crack, "What?" He said it in his most intimidating voice.

"I think we need to talk."

"About?"

"Bobby Mercer, are you going to open this door or …?"

"Or what?" He stood his full height.

As fast and as hard as she could, she pushed the door slamming it into his shoulder. He groaned and moved out of the way, "I asked you to open the door." She walked in and closed the door behind her; she stood by the door waiting.

Bobby was sitting on the bed rubbing his shoulder, "So talk."

"How are you holding up?" She smiled slightly.

He was serious and his face showed it, "I'm holding up fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Do you want me to run over to you, fall into your arms and cry like a baby?"

"Not if you don't want to, but if you do I'm here if you need me." She sat down on the edge of the bed while Bobby sat at the top of the bed.

"Well, I'm I won't so forget it."

"Ok." She sat quietly looking at him, 'He looks so handsome. I love it when he doesn't shave, but he's hurting and I know it. I wish he would talk to me.'

He moved on the bed and she snapped out of the haze she was in. He had stood up and moved toward the door, "I wouldn't want to keep you from any other important engagements." He emphasized the last word.

Lisa lowered her head, stood up and left the room.

Jack came out of his room when he saw Lisa, "So what did he say?"

"Not much, but I need to get out of here. I'll see you later, Jack." She leaned up and kissed his cheek. She turned, ran her fingertips over the closed door and ran down the stairs, holding back tears.

Bobby came out of the room when he heard the downstairs door slam, "Did she leave?"

"Ya." He put his head down, "What did you say to her?"

"Nothing now and nothing later, I have nothing to say to her!"

Jack shook his head, "You loved her once, what happened to you guys?"

"None of your business, fairy. Let's go get a drink."

Lisa went to her house and sat down on the porch. It was cold, but she didn't care. Her phone rang; she flipped it open, "Hello?"

"Hey Lisa."

"Steve?"

"Yep, is it too soon to take you up on that drink?"

"No, it's not. Give me about 30 minutes, and then you can pick me up at my house. Ok?"

"Sure, see you then." He hung up.

'There's nothing wrong with having a drink with an old friend. I could sure use a drink to through everything that's going on.'

She went inside, showered and changed. She was wearing a red t-shirt, blue, hip-hugger jeans and sneakers. Her winter coat was pulled tight around her while she waited for Steve to show up.

She only had to wait a couple of minutes and he pulled up in his car. Steve stopped the motor and got out of the car. He walked around it, opened the passenger side door and gestured for Lisa to get in.

She walked to the car and slid into the front seat. Steve climbed back into the car, turned it over and drove away from the curb, "Do you have any choices as to where we go?"

"I haven't been back in a while, so you choose. By the way, when did you become such a gentlemen?"

"I told you earlier we all grow up. So did you get a chance to see the guys?"

"Yes, but let's not talk about that."

"Whatever you say." He pulled to a stop and shut the motor off, "Here we are." He got out and proceeded to open the door for her again. She got out with his help and took his arm to walk into the bar.

"This place looks new, I don't remember it."

"Yep, they built it about two years ago."

They walked in; the bar was filled with all different types of people. Steve directed her to a table in the back, she sat down and Steve asked, "What are you drinking?"

"Vodka and OJ, please."

"Be right back." He went to the bar to order their drinks. Lisa slid her jacket off and scanned the room. She saw some people she remembered from when she lived there. Steve came back with the drinks; they sat and talked for about two and a half hours. He told her everything that he had going on and she told him just about everything that was going on in her life, "You sound pretty successful, why are you planning on moving back here?"

"I miss the place and all the people. You never left either, what kept you here?"

"Family, ex-wife, kids."

"You got married, to whom?"

"Do you remember Doris?"

"Of course, you married her?"

"Unfortunately, yes. We also have two kids, but she decided after five years that I wasn't worth the time."

Lisa tried to hold back her laughter, but a giggle escaped, "I'm sorry, Steve. Just the thought of you and Doris married. Why her?"

"She changed after you kicked the shit out of her. She got therapy and, I guess, I loved her. Now I hardly get to see my kids and I pay out the ass for alimony and child support."

"Do you ever get to see your kids?"

"Every once in a while, I know I don't get to see them for Thanksgiving. Maybe I'll get to see them for Christmas." Steve's mind seemed to go off into his own little world.

She touched his arm, "Steve, are you ok?"

He jumped when he felt her touch him, "What, ya I'm fine. Let's get out of here." He stood up, waited for Lisa to get her coat on and stand up. He took her hand and they started to leave the bar, when Lisa was pulled away from him.

Someone had his arms around her tightly from behind, "Well, well, Lisa Marshall can't ever bother to say Hi to an old friend."

Steve had made his way back to her, "Let go of the lady!" He was trying to be kind, but there was tension in his voice.

"Not until she says hello." The guy turned Lisa around to face him, when she saw his face she started to squirm.

"Get off of me!" She was fighting, but he wouldn't let go.

"No, I get some fight out of you now; all those years ago all you did was scream, cry and slap at me."

She looked at Steve with fear in her eyes, "Spanky, let me go!"

Steve's eyes went wide, "This is Spanky?"

She nodded, "Help me, Steve."

He turned and walked away from her, she looked shocked.

"So baby, how's about a kiss?"

"Don't touch me, you scumbag, rapist!"

"How can you say that about me? You were a willing participant every time."

"Ya, while I was drunk and high on whatever you were giving me. Get off me!" She started punching him, harder and harder.

She saw Steve come up behind him and he slammed Spanky in the middle of the back with a pool stick. Lisa jumped back as soon as Spanky let her loose. He turned to glare at Steve and charged him. Steve fell to the floor with him, when he got tackled. They were rolling and punching each other.

At one point, Lisa jumped on Spanky's back and he elbowed her in the right eye. She fell backwards onto the floor, screamed in pain and rage and grabbed her eye. She grabbed a bottle off the bar and broke it. She grabbed Spanky's hair and put the broken end to his throat, "Let go of Steve and get up, you son of a bitch!"

He did as he was told, Steve got up and put his hand on Lisa's shoulder, "Lisa, put the bottle down. The cops are coming. I'll take the heat for this one. Put it down and go" He was trying his best to get her to calm down.

She started shaking and crying, "No, everyone wants to protect me, but not this time. He is going to pay for what he did."

"I heard he did, didn't Angel and Jerry make him pay all those years ago?"

"Yes, but I never made him pay."

Steve moved his hand off her shoulder and touched the side of her face, "He'll pay, but you really need to put the bottle down. I know you're hurting, but doing this won't make it go away." He slid his hand up over hers, "Give me the bottle." She loosened her grip and he took the bottle away, "Now let him go." She shook her head.

Steve put the bottle on the nearest table and slid his arms around her waist, "We had a rough past, but I will always care about you. Please let him go."

She let Spanky go and he fell to the floor, then she put her hands on his, "What happened between us?"

"I was a big jerk off and you called me on it, but before I could make it up to you, you had fallen totally in love with Bobby. I'm sure there can never be anything between us, but I will always love you as a friend."

She nodded and wiped her eyes, "I love you too. But I'm not done with him." She walked over to Spanky, who was still lying on the floor, "This is for what you took from me, you bastard!" She slammed her foot down on his crouch as hard as she could and the cops walked in.