I am so sorry for the long wait, guys. I hope you didn't think I abandoned this story. I just got a little stuck with this chapter :D

25. Strengthening Self-esteem 3.0

Alfred's decides it's about time that he and the other adult men deserve a break and therefore he signs them up for a week tour through the Swiss alps, trusting Sean to keep the others under control while they are away. Sadly enough, Sean is bound to get over his low self-esteem before the baby arrives, though, that's what Selina wants, so to make her idea happen, the young mom-to-be decides it's time for another therapy session with the dad-to-be. Knowing there is a small window of opportunity before the baby arrives, Selina puts extra pressure on the therapy, much to Sean's dislike. Meanwhile, the three adults get separated from the tour group and have to find their way back through the Swiss Wilderness. It won't be easy.

A soft, groggily grunt escapes Sean's lips as he slowly starts to wake up. Even though his head pounds badly, he still forces his mind to remember what happened. Then it hit him. Alfred, Bullock, and Jim (Sherlock was already back to London), left for a tour through the Swiss alps and they wouldn't be back for a whole week. Alfred put all his unwavering trust in him and Bruce to keep the place clean and keep the others under control. But soon the adults had left the chalet behind, all the boys minus Bruce went to a bar in town to celebrate the fact they could do whatever they wanted without any adult around to stop them. It felt so good being indepent and until a certain point, Sean drank one beer after another until he wasn't able to walk by himself and the others had to carry him home. Soon they arrived home, Selina opened the door and flogged Jack's, Loïc's, and Hien's butt because they hadn't stopped him from drinking so much beer. She was furiously because now he was useless for the games she had planned to do in the bedroom.

"Ugh," Sean groaned as he forced his eyes to open. Last night he was so happy he was too drunk for Selina's midnight games, but right now he regretted so many things. He also hoped Alfred wouldn't find out about it, because then he would never ever trust him again.

Sean drags in a long, deep breath then finally snaps his eyes open. The first thing he sees is the floor, far below him, of a room he hadn't seen before. His mind fills with panic and for a moment he starts to ask himself if the boys did take him home. Last night's events are all still a bit foggy and maybe he had fallen asleep in the bar and dreamed that the boys carried him home then got flogged by Selina.

Sean starts to think and think, but he can't remember he had fallen asleep. Now he was fully awake and slightly scared. Also, parts of his body felt a bit chilly for some reason. They didn't leave him naked in an abandoned building, did they?

Before Sean gets the chance to check his state, the door to his room opens. Sean turned his head alarmed and saw Selina 'waddle' towards him while wearing a wide grin and holding a huge bottle of massaging oil. Sean instantly knew what she was planned to do and he pushed himself upwards, but he instantly falls back down into his previous position, flat onto his stomach and his face through the face hole of the massaging table. Stubbornly, Sean tries two other attempts to get off the table only with the same results. It turned out Selina had strapped him to the table.

"Selina, wtf are you doing with me?!"

Selina simply ignores the angry look in her boyfriend's eyes and purrs; "Welcome to your third therapy session, Sean-y boy. Today we start off with something new. A one hour massage in our very own suite."

"You took me to a hotel room?!" Sean gasped in utter shock.

Selina shakes her head. "No, too expensive. The girls helped me to redecorate one of the chalet rooms as our two person bedroom. The baby is about to come, Sean-y, I can feel it. You are bound to overcome your fears of being naked around me, showering with me, and sharing a bed with me."

"I will overcome my fears on my own terms, not yours! No way we share a bed or showers, and nor I will undress myself in front of you!" Selina smirks and eyes Sean from the back of his head down his back towards the towel that covers his behind. Sean can feel her eyes scan every inch of his body, though, he can't see what she's doing and it starts making him nervous. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, nothing," Selina purred as she lingered the index finger of her right hand up Sean's back as she walked alongside the table towards Sean's head. Sean felt a nervous shiver run down his spine then saw Selina walk through his view to the other side of the massaging table. Her right hand grasped a fist full of his hair as she walked around the table, pulled playfully, then her finger stroke back down his back towards his butt where it stopped. "You might know by now you are already lying undressed in front of me. Well, almost undressed!" Before Sean could react, Selina pulled the towel away. "Now you are fully undressed."

"AAAAGH!" Sean screamed in fear when he saw the towel fly across the room then tried another attempt to squirm himself free from the bounds that kept him in place. It was futile though. Selina's fingertips started to trail up his back then moulded his skin, thoroughly. Sean felt his body go limp, and he hated it. It was like his body liked the feeling of all that pressure falling off of him, making him all go relaxed. Why did his brain send the wrong impulses? Why didn't it just force his muscles to go tight instead of relaxed and force them to tighten enough so he could free himself, like his mind wanted? He wanted to run away, not relax beneath Selina's fingertips. She might get the wrong impression.

"See? I knew you would like it after all," Selina purred into his ear as she kept moulding his shoulders and neck.

"AAGH!" Sean screamed internally. "I knew it! I knew she gets the wrong impression! Stupid muscles, tighten! TIGHTEN!"

"You like this, don't you?" Selina purred. "Man, I so wish I was flexible enough to hoist myself on top of your back to get a better angle, like those massage ladies do in movies."

Sean releases a soft sigh of relief. One less thing to be worried about, right?

Not!

Sean's eyes widen in utter fear when he hears Selina grunt as she makes an attempt to hoist her leg up. That's right. He should have seen it coming, sort of. He should know her antics by now. He should have known she wouldn't give up on one of her ideas only because she's pregnant. She hadn't done that for the past weeks, so why start now?

"SELINA, STOP IT! I DON'T THINK THAT'S A GOOD IDEA!" Sean screamed then suddenly there's a soft knock on the door. Both Sean and Selina froze.

"Sean, is everything all right?" Bruce asked, knocking for a second time. Sean opened his mouth to yell at Bruce to go get Alfred, but Selina is quicker and drowns her boyfriend's words by yelling threats.

"BRUCE, LEAVE BEFORE I USE YOUR BODY AS A DOORMAT!" It's quiet for a moment. Then, when Selina thought Bruce listened and left, she cooed in Sean's ear. "Your all mine, Sean-y boy. Bruce won't save you. No one will save you, not even Alfred. He and the other adults left early in the morning to meet up with a group of tourists. They will hike through the alps for about a week, thinking you and Bruce can keep me and the others under control. Ha, too bad they didn't know…

"Sean, can we talk for a minute?" Bruce asked after his third knock interrupted Selina. "I sort of need…

"PISS OFF BRUCE!" Selina roared at the door, fighting the urge to stomp to the door and pull it open to give Bruce a pummel to the head. "Don't make me use your body…

"BRUCE, SELINA TIED ME ONTO A MASSAGING TABLE! GO GET LOÏC, HE CAN BREAK THE DOOR OPEN!"

"Whaat?" Bruce gasped at the other end of the door and his voice sounded slightly insulted. "Why do you always ask for Loïc or one of the others? I'm your longest friend and therefore your best friend!"

Sean rolls his eyes. "Seriously, Bruce? Not this issue again! Just get Loïc and…

"NO! I can do it, Sean! I need you to have fate in me. I need you to have more fate in me than I have in myself, or anyone else has in me for that matter!"

"Bruce, now is not the time to start becoming sentimental! Just get…

"NO! I can do it! watch!"

"BRUCE, I'M WARNING YOU! TOUCH THAT DOOR AND I'LL… Selina's words got cut off by a loud thud when Bruce tried to run down the door. Sadly, his shoulder wasn't muscular enough to make it work and he just received a new bruise. Not that he would give up so easily. His first and best friend needs his help, so he will save him from Selina's frisky clutches like a true best friend would do. Bruce took a few steps back for a second run-up then charged towards the door with speed. Then, when he almost reached the door, the door opened and he tumbled inside with force. He was then met with Selina's boot as she stepped onto his forehead and squashed it like a bug. "I told you, don't make me use your body like I a doormat!"

Bruce whimpers in pain. "Selina, ouch. That really hurts. Stop it."

"I warned you, didn't I!"

"Yes, I'm sorry," Bruce whimpered. "Can you please get your foot…

"Then why didn't you listen?!" Selina hollered, and proceeded using his forehead as a doormat.

"Selina, that really hurts."

Sean, still lying face down and strapped on the massaging table, used Bruce's predicament as an opportunity to move his right hand to the straps that bounded the same arm, and carefully tried to untie it. His wrist started to hurt really bad, but he ignored the pain and tried another attempt.

"And one other thing!" Selina bellowed murderously then grabbed the shrubs of Bruce's neck and hoisted him back onto his feet, but only to back him up against the wall of the room, forcefully. Then she zoomed her face mere inches away from Bruce's and hollers; "You will never ever be Sean's BEST friend! I know him the longest, so that makes ME his best friend!"

Behind Selina, Sean finally freed one arm, then it was no longer a trouble to untie the other straps and he could jump off the table and make a break for it. Selina felt a gust of wind past by her when Sean sprinted out the door. Bruce felt it too and he realized he was in more danger than ever. The look on Selina's face, and the raging look in her eyes, told the billionaire he was right.

"Now look what you've done!" Selina hollered into Bruce's face, up close and with a booming sound of voice. "Do you have any idea how long it took for me to persuade Loïc and Hien to carry Sean's unconscious body into this room and tie him securely onto the massaging table?! Not to mention get all his clothes off?! I'm filled with last trimester pregnancy hormones, you idiot! It wants out, but thanks to you, it stays cooped up in there making me feel like I'm about to explode!" Selina's raging face melts into a thoughtful look and she says, with much softer voice; "Well then, I suppose I have to find another way to calm down my raging hormones."

Bruce whimpers anxiously; "How about eat some chocolate? I mean, it always works during your monsteration, right?"

"It's called menstruation, you idiot!" Selina bellowed angrily then heard the front door, shut. That could only mean one thing. "Thanks a lot, Bruce! Look what you've done. Not only Sean broke free from my massage session, but he's also escaping the house to hide in the mountains! And we have no idea which cave he decides to pick this time, because he decided to be less predictable after the last time we grabbed and snatched him before he could hide! Ugh!" Selina stomps her foot down in frustration. Then points around the room. "Do you see this, Bruce? I've spend a long time to clean this unused bedroom and redecorated it. I even spend money from your credit card on a new two-person bed, so we could shack together after the baby is born. But to accomplish that goal, I first have to help him get over his fears! And as you can see, I'm on a tight schedule here!" Selina pointed at her belly when she said that.

Bruce frowns; "Shouldn't you sit and relax instead?"

"Well, thanks to YOU, I have no other option, huh?! It will take hours before Sean dares to return, maybe days even! If that's the case I will use your body to lash out my cooped up hormones. And trust me, it will be much different and less pleasurable than the treatment Sean got in here before you barged in and ruined everything! It will involve a paddle!"

And with that, Selina stomped away, leaving Bruce behind who shook like a leaf.

Alfred looked around himself in delight. Signing up for the tour hike through the Swiss Wilderness and being away from the children for a few days was his best plan so far. He could enjoy the Swiss air for the first time he arrived without being worried what happened at the chalet. Sean Ornelas was a trustworthy person and the most reliable of them all, so it was obvious he asked him to make sure the others would keep the chalet in one piece. It wouldn't be a hard job for Sean, would it? Most of them sort of looked up to Sean, so it wouldn't be too difficult to make them listen, right? And even so, if one of them dared to disobey him, Sean would be qualified enough to get that person back under control. After all, Sean lived most of his life on the streets taking care of himself, so a few disobedient friends wouldn't be more difficult to fight than a gang of criminals, right? Nope. Alfred saw no reason to question his decision. He could finally relax and enjoy a hike without being disturbed by a couple of unruly and stupid…

"Alfred, there you are!" Bullock choked out, running up from behind Alfred then halted his stride and took a few deep breaths. "I need your help! Jimbo is dangling down a deep cliff!" Without explaining more, Bullock turned one-eighty and ran back into the direction he came from.

"Of course, how could I forget I just took stupid adults with me?" Alfred growled to himself then looked at the group of fellow hikers, noticing they were still enjoying the break the guides allowed them to take. "I have to help one of my friends! He's dangling down a cliff!"

Expecting some of them might have heard his call and would follow, Alfred sped into the direction Bullock had disappeared into. A short while later he arrived at the edge of the cliff where he found Bullock on his knees looking and yelling something at Jim who obviously still dangled in the same place.

Alfred halts his stride then peers down too, spotting Jim, a long way down, onto a narrow ledge. Poor Jim stood with his back pressed against the cliff wall, shaking like a leaf.

"Look, the valet arrived!" Bullock bellowed at Jim. "He served in the navy! He will pull you up in no time!"

"I'm a BUTLER!" Alfred growled, feeling insulted. "Also, I served in Your Majesty Royal Air Force!"

"Isn't that the navy then?" Bullock stroked his chin thoughtfully then shrugs. "Hey, Jim, it looks like you'll stuck down there for a lil while longer! It turns out the valet didn't serve in the navy and isn't strong a fiercely enough to pull you up!"

"BUTLER!" Alfred growled then smacked the back of Bullock's head. Then he took his backpack off. "I have no idea how you got down there, detective, but you are so lucky I have a rope!"

"It's Harvey's fault I'm stuck here!" Jim yelled. "He pushed me!"

Bullock's mouth dropped open then gasps, dramatically; "Don't blame this on me! You're the one who got angry in the first place!"

"That doesn't give you the right to push me!"

"I DIDN'T PUSH YOU!"

Alfred rubs the sides of his head. At this point he wished he was at the chalet, dealing with irresponsible teenagers instead with irresponsible adults. Alfred took the rope from his backpack then dropped one end down for Jim to use and climb back up. It seemed a long time before they succeeded to hoist Jim back up, but they finally did.

Once Jim was back up safe and sound, the ex-detective hurled himself on top of Bullock and started to pummel his head while yelling; "How dare you to push me down a cliff?!"

"I didn't push you, you idiot!" Bullock bellowed, trying to defend himself and clawed at Jim's face. It's a good thing he saw Selina doing it one time, otherwise he didn't know how to do it. Alfred rolled his eyes then hoisted Jim off of Bullock.

"You two are far worse than the bunch of teenagers that probably ruin the chalet as we speak!" Alfred roared.

Jim throws a stink eye. "Well, this was your idea, not ours!"

"Yes, well, I was exaggerating. I bet Sean is doing an amazing job keeping them under control, but you two are still idiots!"

"You have to know that I did NOT push Jimbo! He ran into me like a wild, angry bull and I stepped aside. It's not my fault he can't stop running in time and runs himself down a cliff."

Jim shoots daggers with his eyes. "But I became furious because you had to talk about Lee again."

"Still, you should have turned into a sobbing mess, instead of running yourself down a cliff!"

"What kind of weird logic is that?!" Jim roared.

Bullock shrugs nonchalantly. Alfred had enough of the bickering adults and stepped between them.

Sean, who decided to hide in the forest, which was a roughly thirty minute walk away from the chalet, climbed outside the tree he used as hiding spot for the past few hours. It slowly turned dark, meaning, Selina would probably be exhausted and heading to bed. If he was quiet enough, he could sneak inside without her knowing it. No way he wanted to become victim of her massaging therapy again.

The street boy plopped onto the ground safely then started his way back to the chalet. Suddenly loud voices echoed through the air. Sean halted in his tracks and listened. The voices sounded quite familiar.

Curiosity took the best of Sean and he followed the sound of the voices. A little while later he saw, from afar, three grown up men argue about losing the other group of hikers and whose fault it was. Sean shook his head in disbelieve. They just looked like a group of arguing school children.

Sean inhaled a deep breath of air, then cupped the sides of his mouth and opened his lips to yell at the adults, but he stopped because he suddenly realized something. If he draw their attention they would come back with him to the chalet, which means, goodbye freedom and hello rules.

The street boy quickly turned one-eighty and sprinted away before they would see him. Bullock looked into Sean's direction at that moment, but gasped loudly then reached for his head as if he was about to faint.

"Seriously, I have to sit down for a moment. The stress I feel right now makes me hallucinate." Without another word, Bullock sat down and grabbed for his water bottle. Jim rolled his eyes.

"Seriously? Do you really think that playing overdramatically will make you win this fight?"

Bullock shoots daggers with his eyes. "I am not being overdramatic, Jimbo! I hallucinated for a moment. I saw Sean standing over there then he suddenly disappeared." Alfred and Jim both looked at where Bullock was pointing at. Of course they saw no one.

"Well, we might as well set up camp for the night," Alfred growled, changing the subject as he realized it was slowly getting dark. Jim and Bullock both nodded agreed then started to unpack their camping gear.

The next morning, Sean skipped into the bathroom, full of energy, and turned the shower on then took his night clothes off. Finally, after a very long time, he had a full night sleep without being interrupted by Selina sneaking into his bed. Or feeling the pressure of her arms around him as she clutched him against her chest, during her sleep. Sean smiled to himself then stepped under the shower, starting to wet his hair. Maybe it was a good idea to stay away from Selina a bit longer.

Sean grabs the shampoo bottle to wash his hair, but then…Suddenly a voice whispers into his ear; "I can help you with that, you know."

"AAAGH!" Sean screamed, jumping away in fear, dropping the bottle in the process. Selina stood behind him. Wearing absolutely nothing but a grin on her face. Sean shut his eyes, tightly. "Selina! How long have you been standing there?!"

"Oh…you know. Since you walked in and turned the shower on without looking properly behind the shower curtain. I have been waiting here for you. I had to chase Bruce out first. Then Loïc, then Hien and finally, Jack. He was quite more difficult to handle, but my nails never failed on the streets, nor did they now," Selina blabbed, excitedly, but Sean hardly heard any of her words. He was too busy with worrying how he had not felt her presence as he entered the bathroom.

"I'm losing my street skills," Sean gasped, softly. "I'm losing my skill of feeling someone's presence! My skill of feeling danger!"

Selina rolls her eyes. "Sean, stop being so dramatic. I'm not danger, I'm your girlfriend. Besides, maybe you're skills start to adapt to you feeling secure when I'm around. Maybe your so called skills, know I am not a danger to you, but it's your mind that has trouble adapting to it."

"No! That can't be!" Sean bellowed, his eyes still closed tight. "That's not possible!" 'It can't be possible, right? Of course not. Don't be crazy, Sean. What would she know? It's not like she's a psychiatrist or something. It's not like she can read my mind. She doesn't know anything about me! She's just trying to lure me into…WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!"

"Washing your hair, my silly little kitty toy ," Selina purred, who had taken another bottle of shampoo off the shelve and now rubbed it gently into Sean's hair. "Just relax and allow me to wash you."

Sean, readying himself to object, suddenly stopped, thinking; 'If I'll just let her wash my hair, maybe she will leave my other body parts alone. She would be too busy to do anything else, right?' Sean sighed in defeat and lets Selina wash his hair, reluctantly.

Meanwhile, like a rough thirty minute walk away from the chalet, Jim woke up with a sudden jolt then met Alfred's angry eyes who held an empty bucket in his hands. It didn't take long for Jim to realize what had happened.

"Alfred, seriously?! You had to wake me up with a bucket full of cold water? I was just having a happy dream about me being back with Lee Thompkins."

Bullock laughed loudly. "Ha! Then you can tell everyone you had a WET dream about Lee Thompkins." Both Alfred and Jim looked at the lackadaisical cop with rage, then he chuckled, nervously; "You know what…I'm going to find us some wood…to make a fire and prepare breakfast." And with that, he scrambled away, quickly. Alfred sighed deep then rubbed his head, tiredly. All he wants right now is being back at the chalet. Selina's antics suddenly seemed less frustrating than Bullock's stupid ideas of a joke.

Bullock strolls his way through the forest looking for dry wood when he hears something rustle in the bushes nearby. He looks up in fear, his heart pounding loudly with fear. Why exactly did he volunteer himself for getting dry wood again? More importantly, why didn't Alfred stop him? He was the one who served in the military, so he should know what kind of dangers lurks at you in the wild. So he should also be the one to volunteer himself to collect dry wood, right?

The shrub starts to rustle more violently, then suddenly…an elk jumped out in front of Bullock. The poor cop shrieked in fear, which alarmed the elk and turned around to face the cop. Both cop and animal looked each other in the eyes for a moment, then suddenly the elk charged towards the cop. Bullock screamed his lungs out in fear then turned around and made a break for it. The animal pursued.

A rough thirty minute walk away from Bullock, at the chalet to be more precisely, someone else was also in fear. In the showers, Sean's heart pounded wildly when Selina had stopped washing his hair and started to scrub his back with soap, thoroughly. All Sean could manage to think was; "What is she going to do next?"

The answer to that question came quickly. Selina washed his hair out then grabbed a towel and wrapped it around Sean. Then she grabbed a bathrobe to clothe herself and directed Sean outside the shower towards the bathroom sink. He had no other option then just let her. As long as they didn't come near the bed, he would be save, right?

Sean watches Selina grab his toothbrush and toothpaste, then, before he even has the chance to stop it from happening, his mouth is wide open and Selina brushes his teeth, thoroughly. A smirk plastered on her face as she sees what the impact it has on Sean. His pupils dilate in horror, then he feels himself slip away in a whole new, paralyzed state, and he can't do anything to stop her. All he can do is think.

"What will she do with me next?"

Selina purrs happily, then once she's done with brushing Sean's teeth, she directs him back to the bedroom where she pushes him onto the bed. Then she eyes him with thorough interest. Sean can see the alluring sparkle in her eyes, but he can't do anything to stop her. Suddenly, the sparkle disappears and is replaced with a wrinkled nose.

"Ugh. Seriously, Sean. When was the last time you had a manicure?" Selina waddles away, out the room to get her manicure set. Even though Sean knows this is his only chance to escape, his body just doesn't want to listen to his brain. He remains lying on the bed, limply. Selina returns with her manicure set then positions herself on top of Sean's stomach and starts clipping his nails, carefully. Poor Sean's heart beats faster than a train.

"Why is she doing this to me?"

Once Selina's done with clipping the nails of all his fingers and toes, she proceeds massaging Sean's feet, one at the time. A smile on her face as she hums softly. Sean hears his heart pound in his ears. If only he could move one arm and use it to push her away. But all he can do is lie still and let Selina do whatever comes to her mind.

Back in the forest, the elk got bored and started to graze without Bullock realizing it. The cop kept running circles for a while then finally realized which track to take back to the campsite. By then, the elk stopped eating and pursued Bullock, making him think he had run after him all that time.

"Alfred!" Bullock bellowed when he saw the camp in the distance. "Alfred!" Alfred and Jim both look up, alarmed and see the danger Bullock is in. Instead of helping him, the both of them start climbing into a tree. Bullock finally arrived the same tree then yelled as he kept his arms up; "Pull me up! Pull me up!" Alfred and Jim both grab one of his arms and pulled him up. Then the threesome looked down in fear when the elk started trashing down the campsite, looking for food. "Seriously. Why can't we just stumble on criminals instead of a dangerous elk?" Bullock huffed. Both Jim and Alfred shrug, clueless.

At the chalet, Bruce walked into the boys room and found Sean still lying on the bed and his face covered in green, creamy stuff. Both of his eyes were patched with a slice of cucumber. Selina sat beside him rubbing some more green cream on Sean's neckline then proceeded rubbing oily stuff on his chest abs and arms. Bruce rolled his eyes.

"Selina, what are you doing with Sean?"

"Can't you tell? I'm having another therapy session with him." Selina stuffs a few, clean cucumber slices into her mouth and starts chewing them. Then she starts to file Sean's nails while Bruce walked back out the room with an awkward slide.

"Oh Sean. You really feel like a soft kitty cat!" Selina purred and started to nuzzle Sean, thoroughly.

Bruce walked into the living room where he found the other teens. The young billionaire cleared his throat to get their attention.

"Am I really the only one who noticed what Selina is doing upstairs, with Sean?" Bruce asked, once he got their fully attention. "Sean is totally paralyzed and surrendered to Selina's mercy, which she clearly hasn't! But you all don't care, do you?!"

Everyone shakes their heads in sync. Bruce slapped his forehead.

"If you know what's good for you, Bruce, you stay out of it," Annie smirked. "I mean, before you know it, you're the one who's paralyzed. And I assure you, it won't be as fun as it for Sean."

"And I assure you, Annie, SEAN IS NOT ENJOYING THIS!"

"How would you know?" Loïc asked, tilting his head curiously. "I mean, did you ask him?"

"THE FROZEN LOOK ON HIS FACE ALREADY SAID ENOUGH, LOÏC!"

"Alright, you don't need to shout at me."

"Yeah! Relax, will yah? You make little Richard upset," Rikki said, pointing at the little kid who was playing on the floor. "Besides, it's about time Sean puts some of his fears aside."

Bruce rubs the sides of his head. He suddenly realizes what Alfred had to deal with, all those years. Next time Alfred kicks either of them out, he wouldn't stop him.

"Look, al I'm trying to say is that Sean will overcome them in his own time and on his own pace. He doesn't need the force Selina is giving him."

Jack laughs. "Force is the only thing that will help in this case. Besides, aren't you pretending to be worried for Sean's welfare, but really feel utterly jealous it's him and not YOU being treated like that? Because, there's nothing wrong with admitting if you are. I mean, I am freaking jealous and still don't have a clue why she picks him over a good looking man like ME."

"There are so many things you don't have a clue about, Jack. So please stop breaking your brains for trying to figure it out," Annie laughs.

"Assuming he has a brain in the first place," Loïc added.

Jack throws an angry scowl. "Guys! Come on! Didn't we start this conversation to pick on Bruce?! He's the one who's…

"Nah, I'm going out to search for Elliot," Loïc said, cutting Jack off then walked out the room. Bruce dragged in a deep sigh.

"If neither of you start doing what a real friend needs to do, then it will be just me doing it and Sean will thank me," Bruce said then stomped out the room.

Everyone share a look, then Rikki finally asks; "Which one of us is going to stop him from making the biggest mistake ever?"

"Nah. Selina will show it to him, the hard way," Hien laughed. "I mean, she might be in her last trimester, but she still can pack some punches."

They all nod agreed.

"I don't know much about food chains, but do elks have human on their menu?" Bullock asked, as he, Jim and Alfred looked down at the enormous animal quietly grazing below them.

"Of course not!" Alfred growled. "If that's the case, Loïc's freaking elk would have eaten us a long time ago."

Bullock grins sheepishly. "Well, I did caught the animal once while nibbling at Jim's face when he was lounging in the chalet backyard. And Jim responded with, I love it when you nibble my face, Lee." Jim turned red in embarrassment.

"I would never ever say something like that!"

"Hey! Just a few hours ago you had a wet dream about Lee Thompkins!"

"I was not!" Jim roared, infuriated. "Alfred! Please slap him so he falls down to the ground and gets trampled by the elk."

"If you want to get rid of your partner, do it yourself," Alfred growled. "I am not going to commit a crime for you."

Jim smirks; "And what if I told you Bullock put Bruce's hands in warm water and made him pee his bed wet?"

"WHAT? THAT WAS YOU?!" Alfred roared. "I blamed Miss Kyle and you didn't even stop me from punishing her?"

Bullock shrugs. "Hey! It's not my fault you're jumping to the wrong conclusions too quickly. Besides, you never asked who did it. You just assumed it was Cat-face and punished her."

"You wait till I tell this to Master Sean," Alfred growled, throwing a stink-eye at the cop.

Jim frowns; "Wait. Since when you call Sean, Master Sean?"

"Since he's paying for it. Now shush. The elk is on the move. If we are quiet enough, he might leave." The threesome sit very still in the tree, then, suddenly…

"What are you guys doing up there?!" The threesome looked down in shock and found Loïc, looking up at them. Then he frowned even more. "Wait. Weren't you guys out on a backpacking trip?"

"Mister Kägi, be quiet and don't move," Alfred whispered between clenched teeth. "There's a very angry and very hungry elk standing right behind you."

Loïc frowned then looked behind him. Then he started to look back and forth between the elk and the three men, then, a grin curled up his lips. "Wait. You guys are hiding in that tree because of the 'very angry and very hungry elk' who's standing behind me?"

"Yes," Alfred growled. "Now, grab my hand so we can pull you up before he notices you."

Loïc ignores Alfred's hand, then strikes his chin. "Guys, you do know that's Elliot, right?"

"Mr. Kägi, don't be stupid. I know elks look the same, but that is not Elliot."

"Yeah," Bullock chimed in. "He tried to attack me."

"He was probably happy to see you, you idiot," Loïc said, face palming.

Alfred's face turns impatient. "Mr. Kägi, I'm only saying it one more time, get your butt up in this tree!"

Loïc shook his head. "Nah, me and Elliot head back to the chalet. If I were you, you would do the same thing before Jack blows it up as he makes an attempt to play cook. Come on, Elliot." The three men look baffled when the elk looks up then dashes towards Loïc, obediently.

"Wait! It is Elliot," Bullock gasped. "But still, I'm telling you that he definitely tried to eat Jimbo's face once."

Loïc smirks; "Nah. Selina found out about Elliot's peanut butter addiction and rubbed it all over Jim's face when he was asleep, so Elliot would lick it off. It definitely worked and it was funny to watch at."

Alfred slaps his forehead, then frowns; "Wait, how did you get here?"

"By walking, duh. The chalet is like a thirty minute walk away from here." Then he smirks, tauntingly; "Wait, you're not going to tell me you guys thought you were lost, right?"

"Of course not!" they all grunted, in sync then quickly packed all their stuff together and followed Loïc and Elliot back to the chalet, where they found Bruce lying on the couch with an ice pack on his head and one on his butt as well. He grunted in pain.

"Master Bruce! What happened?" Alfred chocked out and rushed towards his young, beloved master. "Come on, talk to me."

Bruce's eyelashes flutter before they open, slowly. "Alfred? Is that you?"

"Yes, it's me, Master Bruce. Who did this to you."

Bruce opened his mouth to reply, but then lost conscious again. That's when the other teens, minus Sean and Selina, entered the living room with Richard.

"Oh hey, guys," they said, with a cheerful wave. "How was the trip?"

Alfred's eyes narrow, murderously. "What I like to know is what happened to Master Bruce."

Annie smirks; "Don't blame us. We tried to warn him, but he just didn't want to listen."

"Yup. He tried to be a hero and save his friend, Sean, from Selina's therapy session," Rikki chimed in.

Alfred rushes up the stairs and finds Sean in one of the guest rooms, redecorated into a love-shack by Selina. He was tied to the bed, looking extremely paralyzed while Selina's arms were enveloped around him. Selina's eye slowly opens.

"Don't dare to come closer, Jeeves. Or else you'll be moaning in pain just like Bruce." Alfred quickly backs out the room, scared. Selina purrs happily into Sean's ear.

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At this point, two more chapters to go. But if I can wrap it all up in one chapter, I will, before I get a huge writers block on finishing series 3 xD