CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

We made our way back into the car and he drove for several minutes before parking by the outskirts on the other side of town. It was dark now, so I left the blanket in the car and looked at the tall, rundown buildings around me. This place felt… cold, dangerous. It was nothing like where Mrs. Leveau had been.

"This way." He pulled me towards a door situated to the side of an old tower. "Let me talk to them."

I nodded. I really didn't want to say anything wrong and have us both shot down. This place just gave me a bad feeling.

The trek up the stairs was nerve-racking. What were those people like? Where they the type to shoot first and ask questions later?

Morgan opened the door on the fifth floor. Immediately, I heard guns being cocked and eyes burning through me. I looked nervously at all the faces staring back at me.

"Back off," Morgan growled, closing the door softly behind us.

No one moved. Their guns were still trained on us.

"I said. Back. Off," Morgan repeated, stepping in front of me.

Eventually, someone walked up. "Finally showing your face here, Laveau? Thought you hit gold and abandoned your brothers here." This man was shorter than Morgan. His frame lanky, but toned. He had tattoos running up the side of his body and stopping just at the jaw line.

"You know that's not true. I've been busy and I've sent money every month," he replied. His voice was relaxed as if we weren't about to die any second. "Kevin, this is Madison. I've called you and told you about her."

Kevin looked at me with an appraising look before a wide grin split across his face, transforming his entire demeanor. "Madison. Madison!" He walked over as if he was going to hug me, but Morgan blocked him off. "Come on, Morggy. I was just saying hi."

"You can do it over there." Morgan nodded to the opposite side of the room. "And don't call me Morggy."

"Don't be like that," Kevin teased.

The rest of the man looked uncertainly between the two men. I was doing the same. Their interaction was peculiar. Were they friends?

"Come on, guys." Kevin finally turned to the confused group and told them to put away their weapons. 'Don't you guys recognise him? He's our big brother, Morgan Laveau! He's just a little more dapper, now."

There was a slow wave of recognition that travelled across the room. Whispers quickly followed, but I wasn't following.

"Morgan…?"

He turned to me with a sigh. "I've told you that I haven't always had money. This is where I grew up. Life here was different. My family and I never had enough of anything, so I had to do what I could. I found some of these guys and we – "

"Terrorised the town!" Kevin finished for him. "Morgan here was our big brother – our leader – before he left us, that is."

"It was not like that. You know I hated it here and I've offered to help you out of here as well – all of you," Morgan stated.

"Yeah, well… We're doing pretty good here without your help," Kevin retorted.

I looked around. This place was falling apart. The walls had holes. The windows were cracked and the furniture looked as if they were barely standing. How much had Morgan been sending them and what exactly had they done with the money? Surely, they could've afford to board up the draft.

"But it seems like you've come here for a reason," Kevin continued.

Morgan nodded. "I have a pest that needs to be dealt with."

My eyebrows raised.

"You've come to the right place, then. We have all the guns you'll ever need." Kevin gestured to the opened chest that was tucked into a corner.

He shook his head. "I need legal evidence to pin him, through illegal means. He's rich. HE has the money to pay his way out or bribe his way to a scapegoat. I need to make sure that he's put away for good. The only problem is, there is someone else involved. Another man was already framed for the murders."

Kevin hummed. "You don't mean Bloody Face, do you? I want nothing to do with that woman killer. He's a monster and most of us have women of our own, now. We don't want him coming after our families."

"No." Morgan shook his head.

Bloody Face? Woman killer? Could that be Dandy Mott? Had he only been targeting women? I never thought about it before, but as far as I remembered, he did only assault females. The only time I saw him take a man was Jimmy and Dandy left before he did anything that night. Then again, I couldn't say that I knew of everyone he had tormented.

"His name is Dandy Mott," he told them. "He's been stalking Madison for a while and he's finally managed to make it seem like her boyfriend did it."

"Her boyfriend?" Kevin exclaimed in confusion. "I thought she was your girl. What's with this charity work?"

Morgan glared at him, while I looked away. That wasn't exactly a lie. I was a charity case for him. Other than being a waitress at his club, I had nothing to offer him. I couldn't even give him the one thing he wanted of me because it beat for another person.

"Oh, I see… She has a cute boyfriend, doesn't she? You're interesting in getting into both of their pants!" Kevin roared with laughter.

My eyes widened and I immediately flushed.

"Shut up, Kevin," Morgan growled. "Whatever the reason is. If you can do it, I will make sure you will be heavily compensated. If you can't, I understand and we'll just have to deal with it another way. I don't want any of you to feel pressured with doing this because there is definitely risk."

Kevin shrugged before looking at his men. "Up to your guys. I'm not forcing any of you, either. If you want to help our big brother, step up. Otherwise, just keep that ass glued to the stinkin' floor."

There was uncertainty at first, but the moment one of them stepped up, more followed. "He's helped us a lot. I want to do something to make it feel as if I deserve it somehow."

Kevin smiled. "Well said, Jackie boy."

Jackie glared at him. "It's Jackson. Stop giving us those shitty names."

His only reply was a shrug before Kevin turned back to Morgan. "Well, there you have it. Your own little army to do as you please and when you please, but please, I don't want to see any naked butts around here."

I covered my face with my hands. Kevin was so vulgar. I had heard Paul and Dell talk like that before, but nothing so concentrated, but I could tell that everyone else seemed to be used to it.

"Well, should we talk plans, then?" Kevin's face finally turned serious. It was as if he had suddenly become a completely different person. His dark eyes were slightly narrowed and he slammed a raggedy notebook down along with some pencil stumps.

Morgan nodded. "Madison, do you want to rest a little? I know you've been awake for a while and I suspect this will take some time."

"I can help," I argued. "Besides, who knows Dandy more than me here?"

"She's right," Kevin injected. "Come here, girlie. We'll need everything you can give us."

I walked over to the table despite Morgan's protests. Eventually, he sighed in defeat and came up behind me.

"So Dandy, we think he's the one who murdered a house party of women, recently," I started, but was quickly cut off.

"Wait, you think?" one of the sitting ones asked.

"Let the girl speak, Craig!" Jackson elbowed him.

Craig rolled his eyes before going back to playing with his gun.

"Yes, well…" I could feel my courage slip, but Morgan's hand on my shoulder helped. "It's most likely Dandy. I know for sure that he's already been kidnapping people like me and he's tried to kill Jimmy, too. He's absolutely deranged!"

I told them everything I knew about Dandy Mott. I told them how he was an absolute psychopath who only thought about himself. I wanted to tell them how many times that lunatic had already killed me, but that would require a lot of explanations that I didn't want to go into. There was a part of me that already trusted Kevin, but everyone else? I wouldn't bet on it.

I also told them where he lived and who lived with him. There wasn't a lot of defence at his place. In fact, other than Dandy, Gloria, Bette, Dot, and Nora – or whoever had replaced her after, I hadn't seen anyone else there.

Morgan wrote down everything as I went on, knowing that if I tried, no one would be able to understand my writing. When I was nearly done, I couldn't suppress the yawn that interrupted my testimonies.

"Alright, it's sleep time for you." Morgan nudged me. "I'll go get the blanket from the car and you can probably find a place to huddle for a few hours and then, I'll drive you back."

"I can just sleep in the car – "

"No!" both Morgan and Kevin protested, leaving me wide eyed by their insistence.

Kevin cleared his throat. "It's not safe here. Wherever you lived before, it's nothing like here, especially if Morgan is still driving his fancy cars."

I sighed and nodded. "But I can go get the – "

"I'll get it, Madison. Just wait here." Morgan was gone before I could say anything else.

Kevin chuckled. "He's such a worry wart, but he has a reason to be. Growing up here really changes a person, whether for better or for worse. Without him, I don't think we'd be here now, not as we are. I'd probably be dead, the rest of the guys probably bums in the streets – "

"Hey!" Jackson protested, but he was effectively ignored as the rest of them sniggered.

"So we owe a lot to him," Kevin went on. "But there are times when it's as if he's lost all of his marbles. Fuck, the things he'd do. If his mother ever knew, she'd – "

"Are you talking about me?"

Kevin froze and immediately clamped his mouth shut, while I giggled.

Morgan draped the blanket over my head and punched his friend on the shoulder. The impact made the other man yelp in pain. "Alright, enough of that."

He leaned down to kiss the top of my head where the blanket was still covering it. "Sleep well."

I pouted, wondering why he was so insistent on me going to sleep. It wasn't as if I was that tired. I could last a little longer…

I yawned, again.

"Fine, but you have to tell me what's going on later," I told them, wrapping the blanket properly around me as I settled into a comfortable position on the floor. At least it wasn't dusty.

I heard him promise me before I closed my eyes and allowed sleep to wash over.

…

A body was wrapped around me. The warmth made me smile, but when I opened my eyes, I could see nothing. At first, I thought it was just the darkness, but even with my hands in front of my face, I saw nothing.

Panic set in quickly and when I jerked, the body next to mine shuffled and hands were on my bare shoulder. I could feel the rubbery texture and it only made my heart race faster. "Don't touch me!" I cried, swatting the hand away.

"Madi!"

That made me stop. I knew that voice. "J-Jimmy?"

The body stilled. "I… Uh… Yes. Hold on."

The rubbery hand laid over my eyes and when it lifted, I could see him. His curls were longer, falling over his eyes and he was wearing a black, one-piece suit. "What is that?" I touched the strange outfit.

He smirked back at me. "What do you mean? I thought you liked this thing."

I frowned and tried to pull some sort of memory that I knew didn't exist. I had never seen anything like this before. It was so strange, but as I thought harder, I could recall something that was foreign to me.

It was as if I was in another world, in a house that was grand. I had a family that was less than ideal, but I had one. I could see their faces. I even had a sister who was a bit of a troubled girl, but I loved her. I loved them all.

And I also loved him.

His piercing dark eyes bore into my own and he leaned down, kissing me. "Do you remember, now?"

"Kind of…" Not really, but I was liking what he was doing to me. "Jimmy, why are we here? What's going on? I'm confused."

"It's okay. Just let me please you." He left a trail of kisses down my body and my back arched and he reached the point between my legs. "Do you like this?" He licked my inner thigh, watching me as I moaned.

"You know I do," I sighed, leaning my head back so that I was happily pressing into the fluffy pillow. This place was heaven. Was that it? Had I died?

As I allowed every part of my body to feel the soft, expensive material around me, something bumped between my legs. "Mm…" With a swift thrust of his hips, he was buried deep inside me. "Jimmy!"

"Oh God, Madi…" He buried his face into my shoulder as we moved in unison. The rubber suit felt amazing on my skin. No wonder I liked it. "I love you so much."

"'Love you., too," I panted, wrapping my legs around him.

The world began to explode with lights as he brought me over the edge. I let out a scream and suddenly, everything shattered around me.

…

My eyes snapped open and all I could hear were shouts and cries .

A series of gunshots sudden burst around us.

I shielded my head with my arms in alarm and felt Morgan cover me with his own body.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Sorry! This chapter is quite short, but I did a lot of editing for the last chapter and suddenly, this one didn't seem right anymore, so I had to do a lot of editing here, too.

And eeeeeek! Last episode of AHS was my favourite, so far! I'm finally getting some ideas of where I can possibly put Madi in there if I end up writing a story on it!

Thank you Cosmo39, HerOverYonder, guests (anonymouscsian, AuroraSeven, DaisyChain1993)

Cosmo93: I'm so glad you liked the bit with Morgan! There will probably be another chapter of it before everything goes back to normal and we head to canon plot, again.

HerOverYonder: Hahaha! I'll definitely blame the website for the mistake. Actually… I didn't even know you can be signed on and review the same chapter twice. How did that even happen?

anonymouscsian: HAHA! I thought you had created your own civilisation of people for a moment, until I figured it was probably just a typo… Maybe?

AuroraSeven: I'm happy that you like Morgan! And whew! Kai…

DaisyChain1993: All of you have such faith in me… Have I really been that mean? I'll see what I can do!

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