Author's Note: Thank You for the reviews! SheRese: I am glad that you appreciate the songs. I can't think of a good song for this one, but there will be more in the future. There is a song titled "Goodnight" favorited on my You Tube account, but it doesn't quite fit the mood beyond the first paragraph. Biskittins: I'm glad you liked the action. The drama is not quite over yet, but Tristan's conflict is pretty much settled now. Fire Ice and snowcones: Where did you go? I miss your reviews!
Summary from previous chapter: Serenity and Kisara took charge and handcuffed their husbands to their chairs. Then, they gagged Seto (because he was taunting Tristan too much) and teased Tristan until he finally capitulated and agreed to the swap. Then, they had some fun and traded back to their original life partners.
Warnings: Nudity implied
Chapter 26 Goodnight
Tristan and Kisara lay in silence listening to the beat of each other's hearts while Seto and Serenity exchanged words of love. Peace descended over them like a warm blanket, and for several minutes they dozed off into a light sleep. The ringtone of Tristan's cell-phone roused them, and Tristan fumbled with the pair of trousers that were still around his ankles to find it. Tristan nearly had a heart attack when he saw who was calling him, and he tossed the phone to Kisara in his panic instead of answering.
Kisara looked at the number and felt panic flood her heart as well, but unlike Tristan she faced her fears. She answered the phone. "Hi Agatha!"
…short pause…
"No, we stayed for dinner at the Kaiba place."
…long pause…
"Sorry we forgot to tell you. They only invited us, and I did not think it would be right to impose."
…medium pause…
" Um, yeah. That would be nice"
…short pause…
"OK, we'll be home soon."
Kisara hung up the phone and stared at the Kaibas. Her face was as white as a sheet.
"What happened?" Tristan asked shakily.
"Your mom just invited the Kaibas to dinner next week, and I think she expects to be invited over here in the future," Kisara uttered ashenly.
Serenity, Tristan, and Seto all paled to Kisara's present shade when they heard her words. The last thing they needed was Tristan's pious mother sticking her nose into their affairs.
After the initial shock dissipated, Serenity was the first to speak. "We'll work around this somehow. For now, let's just sleep on it and talk more later."
Kisara and Tristan nodded, and then Seto spoke. "Kisara, Noel needs your assistance tomorrow. Be at the safe house at 9:00 sharp tomorrow morning."
Serenity poked Seto in the ribs. "Ask nicely, dear. She's not one of your employees."
Kisara blushed and said, "I do not mind. I know that if I do not help, hundreds of people will die and I cannot live with their blood on my hands. I will see you tomorrow as you requested, Seto."
The four of them stood and dressed in no particular hurry. Although they knew that tomorrow would be filled with turmoil, they wanted to savor the good things that had happened that day as long as possible. The women exchanged parting hugs and kisses with the men. Then, they de-activated their holograms. They were instantly transported upstairs, where Kisara changed out of her sexy evening gown and into something more appropriate for traveling home.
Meanwhile, the men shook hands, glad that they had reached a truce. Although no words were exchanged between them, none were needed. They both understood that their marriages had changed forever, yet would remain strong. They walked out to the entrance hall, where Kisara and Serenity greeted them with Sean, who was peacefully sleeping in Kisara's arms. With one final round of good-byes, they parted company.
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Back at the Kaiba safe house, the exhausted Noelite Information team had just settled in for the night. Two team members were selected to monitor the equipment while everyone else rested for the next day. Yugi, Mokuba, and the Kaiba children had brought enough food to satisfy the hunger of the Noelites, and Mokuba walked the children back home before they could ask too many questions. Yugi and Ishizu stayed at the safe house with the Noelites in one of the private rooms.
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Down in the basement of Our Lady of Faith, the rest of the Noelites were breaking bread. Earlier, Pretty Pictures had led a shopping expedition to pick up sandwich ingredients. Since it was risky to show their faces plainly, the creativity team had disguised themselves with some of the publicity team's make-up.
There was no way to cook food in the church basement, so the Noelites had to improvise to make the meal more exciting without spending a fortune. The creativity team managed to do this well by cutting the bread into fancy shapes and making cold bread pudding with the discarded crusts. Everyone applauded the fruitful efforts of the Creativity team, and by the end of the night the Noelites were in high spirits despite all the trouble they had encountered over the past two days. They rallied around their leader who had found them a safe place to stay. Come what may, they would fight to restore the reputation of Noel as a harbinger of justice.
