Dangerous Liasons: CAITLYN'S MURDER

by tarskeewee08

John couldn't stop his tears. The pain of Caitlyn's death was so raw for him he found it hard to breath. Evangeline helped him to the couch on the other side of her office. She had no idea he would come apart like this in front of her. Looking at him struggling to breathe her heart exploded. He held onto Katie's letters so tightly that his hand was red and shaking.

"Stay here" she said panicking.

Racing out of the office she went to the water tank and pulled the paper cone cup filling it with water. When she returned he was slumped over with his hair hanging in his face. She saw his back rising and following but heard nothing from him so she wasn't sure if he was still crying. Going to him she got on her knees and forced his face up giving him some water. Keeping his eyes closed he drank from the paper cup and Evangeline felt some relief. Dropping the cup she gripped his face. "Look at me…look at me John."

John looked at her his eyes red and glazed over. She kissed him. "I'm here, I loved her too. Tell me what happened."

John closed his eyes and spoke softly "He killed her.."
She rubbed his face "I know, but why? How?"
Pulling her to him he buried his face in her hair. And told her of Caitlyn's death and how he was unable to save her.


Drake watched the fed leave Katie's house.

He saw him coming down the steps his trench coat flapping behind him as he rushed to his car. Drake would kill him next. But first he would deal with Katie. She betrayed him. The lying bitch! She told him she loved him and all along she was setting him up. When Tony first told him she was a fed he broke his jaw. It took his friend to save his life by showing him the pictures of his beloved Katie while he was choking Tony to death. The pictures of her meeting with this agent McBain after leaving his bed.

His pain over her betrayal so intense he spent the pass hour in his car watching her apartment crying over what he would have to do. The family knew she was an agent and his orders were specific he was to slit her throat. He would make her pay for hurting him. For making him love her. Getting out of the car he tried to steady his breathing. Maybe it was a lie. Maybe that fed was trying to flip her and she wasn't going to betray him. He'd let her explain. Her life depended on her explanation, he thought as he raced up her stairs.

John drove like a madman. He had to get to Wes and get those tapes. When he spoke to him last he was going to give them Special Agent Shepard and it would be the end of Caitlyn's career. He wouldn't allow that. She was a good kid, just confused but he'd fix it and save her from herself if he had too.

Looking at the rain starting to fall he sighed. Whatever it took he was pulling Katie off the case. She would be behind a desk for awhile until they put Drake behind bars. He wouldn't let anything happen to his sweet Katie. He thought about their argument and her tears. He felt horrible for manhandling her the way he did, but when he heard the tape of her sleeping with that animal telling him she loved him he knew it. He heard it in her voice. She was in too deep.

Now his fears were confirmed. Running the red light he turned his wipers on high and drove dangerously fast to headquarters. Please Wes still be there. He needed to get back to Katie and get her moved out that place. He didn't get a chance to see if she let Drake know where she lived. She wouldn't be that stupid.

Caitlyn heard the constant pounding her door. Finally getting off the bed she went to the door angrily. What the hell did he want now? Flinging it open she gasped to see Drake standing there smiling at her. "Dee" she said smiling her face still wet from her tears. 'Dee' was her pet name for him.
Drake saw the tears on her face and grew angrier. What was she crying about? What did that fed do to her? He reached and touched her face.

Caitlyn leaned her face into his hands and smiled. Going to him she hugged him tightly. "I'm so glad to see you, I needed to see you" she said crying.

Drake hugged her back and rubbed her back still in the doorway. "What is it Katie? What's got you so upset?"

Letting go of him Caitlyn took his hand and pulled him into the apartment. Closing the door she dropped his hand and wiped at her tears "We need to talk"

"Yeah we do" he said coldly
Caitlyn saw the anger on his face and frowned "What's wrong?"
"You first…why were you crying?"
"Dee do you know how much I love you?"

Drake stared at her and nodded. He couldn't speak. She stood before him as beautiful today as she was the day he saw her behind the bar. Wearing a black t-shirt tied in the front under breast and some cutoff shorts. Her skin dark and flawless. Her eyes glistening with love. His heart beat so fast in his chest he wanted to pull her into his arms. He also wanted to destroy her and make her beg for mercy for reducing their love to his.

"I never knew I would fall in love with you Dee, but I see the good in you. I know you may be involved in things that are beyond your control but I think I can help you. Help us"

"What are you talking about Katie…help me how?"

Dropping her head to the floor she folded her arms nervously "I have something to tell you"

Drake clenched his fists and moved closer to her "Do you?"

John swung the car to the curb awkwardly and turned it off. Opening the car he raced out in the rain. Running through the downpour to the building he was blinded by the downpour as his hair clung flatly to his face. Rushing inside he flipped his wet hair from his face and wiped it. Walking fast to the elevators large water puddles left in his wake he pressed the up button hurriedly. He had to get to Wess.

"I haven't been completely honest with you…"
"Why?"
"I had my reasons baby." She said looking lovingly at him. "Please know that I never intended to fall in love with you. But I have and its real for me. I will do anything to protect you and our love."

Drake knew that Tony and his crew was right. She was an agent. She had lied to him. This fucking broad had set him up. Fuck love. Fuck her! He would wring her neck!

Caitlyn walked closer to him and put her hand on his face. She stared into it and let tears fall from hers. It was killing her to do this but she had to get the truth out so they could find a way to get out of this mess. John was wrong. She knew him. She wasn't a kid with a dangerous crush. She was a woman in love.

"What are you trying to say Katie" he said through clenched teeth

"I lied and at first I did it because of my own obligations. But then I mislead you because of my feeling for you" she said looking up at him desperate for some understanding.

Drake smiled at her "What have you mislead me about Katie?"

"Who I am. I'm not a bartender I'm a federal agent."

Drake glared at her "I know…" he said delivering a crushing slap across her face sending her across the room.

Wess spilled his coffee when his door flew open and John came barreling down on him.
"Man what the hell is wrong with you?"
"Give me the tapes, all of them!"
"I can't do…."
"Give me the FUCKING tapes!" John screamed

Wess looked at him surprised. Rising slowly from his seat he went to the cabinet and retrieved the folder from the robbery case and threw them on the desk. John grabbed the large manila envelope and looked through it.

"You and her both will be thrown out of the agency for this. Think hard about what you're doing!"

John glared at him "I already have. You think hard about giving me up brother. I won't let this destroy her."

"Man, you need to be concerned about her fascination with Drake. That's what'll destroy her!"

Caitlyn fought to remain conscious. The blow was so fierce that she felt her jaw might be broken. Tasting her own blood she looked up at him hurt. Why had he hurt her? Why would he hurt her?

Drake saw her fear and anguish and it touched the little part of compassion he carried in his heart. But his rage at her betrayal won out. "You fucking bitch! You set me up! Didn't you!"

Caitlyn backed away from him as he came toward her. She couldn't speak because of her jaw but she was desperate to get him to understand. She never meant to lie to him. She loved him. She thought of her gun that she kept in the sofa cushion and kept backing up to that direction.

Drake shook with anger "Answer me dammit!" he screamed lunging for her.

She flipped over and tried to run to the couch but he grabbed her leg forcing back to the ground. The force of his grip caused her to loose control and hit her head against the floor. Ignoring the new pain she felt she flipped over and kicked him hard with her shoe connecting with his Jaw and forcing him back.

Drake howled and flipped over jumping to his feet and running toward her. Caitlyn jumped up and ran toward the couch relieved to finally reach it she knelt to retrieve the gun as she felt him snatch her by the throat. Pulling her to him her back against his chest he tighten his grip on her throat. Crying she kicked and swung her arms trying to claw at his eyes.

Drake squeezed tighter now crying himself "I loved you Katie, how could you?'
The choke hold on her throat coupled by her broken jaw made her unable to speak.

Tears falling she went weak under him hoping that he would have compassion and regain control. She still couldn't believe that he would hurt her. She loved him. Drake feeling her go weak under him burst into tears. He didn't want to kill her. But the family knew and he always followed orders. Kissing her cheek he slipped his hand in his pocket and flipped out his blade.

"I will always love you" he whimpered.

Caitlyn not understanding at first saw him raise the knife to her face and found her voice she let out a blood curdling scream as her life slipped away.

John pulled back up to Caitlyn's some what relieved. She would stay with him tonight and then they would figure out how to deal with her actions and his.

The rain had stopped some and he got out of the car walking briskly to her apartment. Arriving at the door he found it cracked. He stood outside of it at first confused ready to say her name then thought better of it.

Reaching for his gun he drew it and slowly slid open the door walking quietly inside. The apartment seemed empty but he saw the table and chair knocked over. He looked toward the bedroom and moved swiftly to it. Checking it and the bathroom he didn't see her. Putting his gun down at his side he walked back into the living room and saw her tennis shoe by the couch. He stared at if for a few seconds. Why was her shoe lying on the floor like that? Everything moved in slow motion as he approached the sofa not feeling his legs carrying him to it. Looking down he saw her shoe, ankle, calf, thigh and then her. All of her. She was laying face down in her own blood.

John raced to her snatching her into his arms and saw the fresh wound and blood pouring from her neck. He screamed as his heart exploded at the sight of her. Putting his hand desperately to her throat he tried to stop the blood which felt surprising warm as it seeped through her fingers. That fucking bastard had just killed her. His rage and sorrow so deep now the room began to spin and he fought the urge to vomit. He wanted to kill the bastard with his bare hands. He kissed her and then lowered her to the floor. "I love you" he said gently.

Standing he saw blood on his shirt pants and hands, in shock he was confused as to where it came from. Walking away from her body his hands dripping with blood his head started spinning and he fought to keep from blacking out. Then he regained focus.

Drake

He walked out of her apartment into the night. He would find Drake and kill him.

Evangeline was now sitting next to him as he finished the story of her friend's death, shocked at the brutal way she was killed and the fact that he had to endure it. Her guilt now suffocating her. She wanted to wrap herself into him and take it back. She wanted to comfort him and keep him safe. She was falling in love with him.

John now broken and talking as if in a trance kept his gaze at the floor struggling to breathe.

"I take it you didn't find Drake?"

"No…but I found his brother and when I was done with him he gave me what I needed. Once he got out the hospital of course."

Evangeline looked away. She felt like a monster for using Caitlyn's death to make him do her dirty work. But she always felt a renewed since of hatred for Drake Cecoli and wanted to give John the opportunity to kill him slowly.