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A/N: This sequence will be in two parts…Too long for one chapter…Special thanks to Prettycrazytriplehfan, Loveme3135, flowersNfreaks, ApSnowball, and KingofKingsfan for always showing support with your reviews, they are an inspiration for me, and provide motivation for me to continue this story.


Same Day…The Office of Addison Montgomery…

Addison briskly walked into the waiting area of her office, with briefcase in one hand and coffee in the other. She was quite in a mood, and her assistant, Brad Maddox could tell. Her body language was stiff, and her eyes were narrowed. He just knew it was going to be a bad day, and it was only noontime. He stood up quickly trying to stop the red head in her tracks. "Addison, I think you should wait before you go in there…"

Addison paid no attention to his warning, and dropped her briefcase and flung open her office door. When she stepped one foot inside, her mouth fell open from shock and frustration. She walked inside a little further, and then whipped around to face Brad with her hand held to her hip. "What the hell is all of this?!...It looks like a florist shop had food poisoning and vomited in my office…!"

And that it was, there were roses of all colors in vases from one end of her office to the other. There was only a small path way from the door to her office chair. As Brad stared at Addison becoming unhinged, he fidgeted with his tie, he hated when Addison would fly off the handle. He hasn't quite figured out how to handle his new boss. Some days she was quirky, fun, willing to mentor, but the next day she was angry, demanding, and downright mean and rude. It was like working for Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. He just never knew which one was coming, but clearly it was the darker half today. "They came while you were at court…There was a card attached…"

Before Brad could hand it to her, she had rudely snatched it out of his hand. "Go make yourself useful…!"

Brad was counting in his head, he was no idiot, and he had gone to Law school just like her. He was really starting to contemplate quitting, but he loved the Law and serving the people. "Addison, there is one more thing…A Nicole Colace called and would like to setup that meeting…Want me to call her back and set it up?"

"I said make yourself useful…!" Addison without warning slammed the door in Brad's face. She angrily squeezed through the small path towards her desk, and sat down in a huff as she opened the card, she really didn't have to guess who sent them because she knew who they were from, Seth. "The fucking nerve of him…He has blocked me at every turn trying to see Sofia…Well, Seth if you think this is going to stop me putting Sofia behind bars, you got another thing coming…You are too young to get into my way, I have to make this case stick, with or without your help…"

After ranting in her head about Seth, she finally opened the card. A small smile creped onto her face as she read it.

Red,

I can just picture the fury on your face right now and it makes me hot. Only you can put out this fire you started, I'm burning up Red, and I know you are too…Stop avoiding the inevitable and join me for dinner…Tonight…In Napa Valley…Seth

P.S. Look under your desk, and wear that tonight on the plane.

Addison hated to admit it, but she too was burning up for the younger man. All she could do at night was think of him and she couldn't figure out why. He was conceited and obnoxious, but he was cute, smart, and persistent. She didn't know anyone in Vegas, and her nights were spent trying to put together a case against Sofia. She was only human, and craved a hot male body to release all of her tension. Maybe she could just sleep with Seth and still make the biggest case of her career.

Her fingers danced along the edges of the card, and she reached her foot out further under her desk. As her foot was stopped she bent over to see a gold box with a big red bow on top of it. "What the hell?" Addison put the card down and reached for the big box. She had a wave of excitement flood her body as she lifted off the cover. Her fingertips eagerly searched through the delicate tissue paper, and they stopped as she stared at the elegant gown before her. As her eyes landed to the label, they widened because the dress was from the Armani Collezioni collection. "Wow, this is magnificent, and must have cost a fortunate."

Addison gasped as she pulled out the dress and held it to her body. It was a beautifully colored royal blue single shoulder strap skimming floor length dress, it gathered at the side, with detailing and defined streamlined silhouette. It was impeccably tailored and looked very elegant.

She had never been given such an elegant gift before, and it made her feel like a school girl. Her mind quickly went to Seth and her thoughts sullen for a moment thinking that if this was a different time or place things could be different for her and Seth. "Get with it, just see what you can get from him, maybe if you take him up on his offer, he will loosen up and tell you something useful to use against Sofia."


Meanwhile at Paul's Mansion…

As Sofia finished her last bite of Banana bread French toast, she looked up from her plate to see Seth smirking at her. "What?"

Seth found it funny that it was almost noontime and here they both sat eating Banana bread French toast, and shortly they would be having a real lunch with Heyman. He has been eating this way for several days and was feeling it in his clothes. "I'm not the one that is even pregnant and I have a feeling I will need to start buying new clothes at this rate."

Sofia poked out her tongue. "We both workout, and I didn't have breakfast."

Their laughter was stopped with the ringing of Seth's cell phone, he slipped it out of his pocket and slyly glanced at the caller ID, it was Addison. Seth smiled knowing she must have gotten everything, he swiftly held up his finger to Sofia. "I got to take this, finish the rest of mine."

Sofia thought it strange that he wouldn't take the call in front of her, but she nodded and watched him disappear into the foyer.

Seth checked both ends of the foyer, and then nestled into a corner and leaned against it.

Seth: "Well...Well…Well…What do I owe this pleasure of speaking with the gorgeous red headed Counselor?"

Addison: "Stop being coy, you know damn well why I am calling."

Seth in a mocking tone: "Well, it must be that you miss hearing my voice."

Addison rolled her eyes: "You wish…I'm calling because my office looks like a Florist Shop threw up inside of it…Rather cliché…"

Seth smirked, and unloosened his tie: "Cliché? I bet you are reared back in your office chair right now wondering how you are going to thank me…I know you Red, you are loving this and can't wait to wear that dress and strip out of for me."

Addison, rubbed her fingers along the gown, she was trying to stay calm and professional, but she was failing badly because she absolutely loved the dress, and she loved hearing Seth's voice: "I do not, you were a little presumptuous in thinking I would like the dress or just go to Napa with you. And, you already know there will be no stripping."

Seth: "Oh, I guess you always get that high pitched nervous tone, cut the shit, admit it, you love everything and want to go with me to Napa…Just think, we can be in the air by six o'clock and touch down in Napa by seven thirty. Who the hell else has ever done anything like this for you?"

Addison now had a smirk of her own: "That is none of your damn business…If I accept your proposal, it will be to talk about what you know about David's murder and how Sofia is covering it up."

Seth groaned: "I can agree to that, but we both know there will be no talking involved. Matter of fact, I think you could actually get your membership card for the mile high club."

Addison played with a strain of hair and nestled in more to her chair: "So you do this often enough to be able to give me a membership into this club…I don't know?"

Seth: "I'm an official member, but I want to make it exclusive for you and me…So, say yes…Stop torturing me…Stop torturing yourself, live a little, you won't be sorry…Because I will give you a fucking of a lifetime."

An involuntary gasp slipped Addison's lips: "I will only accept if you agree."

Seth smiled hearing her gasp, he knew she would be his, so he had to agree, he already knew what would be taking place on their date, and it wasn't talking: "Fine, I agree…Text me your address and I will have a car pick you up."

Addison: "Will I have to wear a bullet proof vest?"

Seth: "I never thought of that…That could be sexy and kinky…Surprise me."

Addison sighed: "You know what I mean."

Seth: "All I know is that you are dying to sleep with me and that is all I need to know…I'll see you tonight." Seth paused. "Oh, and wear black panties, I love that…Try not to get too wet during court this afternoon...Have a nice day Red."

Addison got a taste of her own medicine because Seth had ended the call. She had made up her mind, she was going out with Seth, she needed a little male attention, and she was sure she could get him to open up about Sofia. She folded the dress and placed it back into the fancy box, and then summoned Brad into her office.

Brad poked his head inside of her office, and held his breathe. Addison looked up, and smiled devilishly. "Call Nicole Colace back and setup a meeting for tomorrow, I have a feeling that tonight will be the night that I get a break in the Batista case."


Seth fixed his tie, and was whistling when he entered back into the dining room with Sofia. He even placed a kiss to the side of her temple. Sofia just looked up at Seth and was a little confused. "That must have been a hell of call."

Seth flung out the linen napkin, making a very loud popping noise. "It certainly was…I have been working on this for a while, finally sealing the deal tonight."

Sofia arched her eyebrow, and turned Seth's face to face hers. "Okay Mister, what are you up to?"

Seth held his chest with an incredulous look on his face. "Nothing Sis, just eat up…I got everything under control."

Sofia stared at Seth because she wasn't buying that, but she had no choice but to accept it because Seth was being very tight lip. "Sure Seth, just make sure we both don't end up regretting whatever it is that has you smiling like a Cheshire Cat."


Meanwhile cross town with Paul…

Paul sat surrounded by his men at a local dive right outside the city limits of Vegas waiting for his friend, Detective Kevin Nash. Glenn looked from side to side remembering how they all use to frequent this diner in their early days of forming their crew. It was a real old place with rundown furnishings, and a very simple menu, but it served its purpose, it was for collecting debts. If a customer met the crew there and couldn't pay back an outstanding loan owed to Paul, they could take the poor bastard out back and beat the hell out of them, and no one would say a word. It was a perfect setup, all they had to do was give the owner a little hush money and everything was golden. He actually cracked a seldom smile thinking how far they all had come. Glenn leaned down to Paul, and whispered in his ear. "I see Kev coming, you sure you want us outside?"

Paul waved his hand at Glenn. "Yes, this is private…You and the guys get something to eat, and wait out front…I'm fine."

Glenn gathered the other three men and did as instructed. He understood Paul's request, but he and the other men would be right outside facing the Diner. There was no way in hell Glenn was just going to have a leisurely lunch and leave their leader defenseless. He could tell Paul had been stressed since they left their last destination, which was at the Warehouse with the other bosses, which Sofia was not invited. Kevin walked in and nodded to the four men as they left. He sat down and smirked at Paul. "We couldn't do any better than this?"

Paul undid his tie, and sat back in the booth seating, he looked stressed out and tired. "Give me a fucking break, we need privacy."

Kevin watched Paul and could see something was wrong. "You okay?"

Paul rubbed his hand over his face. "I'm fine…I would be better if you had something on that bitch DA and Damon or even Dean."

"Is that it? You look like shit."

Paul laughed mockingly. "Thanks, and you look "wonderful" as usual."

Kevin reached inside of his oversized jacket, and handed Paul a legal size file in a yellow envelope. "I know something is wrong because of your more than usual chipper self….But, this may cheer you up."

Paul rubbed his face again. "What the hell is in it?"

"It's Anthrax, what the hell do you think it is? Just open it!" Kevin leaned back into his side of the booth and stared at Paul, he could see something was just not right with his friend.

Paul ripped the flap off and pulled out the enclosed documents. He lazily looked over the heading, but quickly became interested as he saw this was an official document from Seattle and it was about Addison. With each line he read the smile got bigger and bigger on his face. "Is this legit?"

It was Kevin's turn to smile. "It sure the hell is, I told you she had to come here…The smart ass was about to get herself disbarred for showing up drunk to court."

Paul hit the table with the palm of his hand, he loved it. "Did you read the rest of this? This shit is just what I need…My brother seems to be smitten with this woman and now I have something to blow her ass right out of the water."

Kevin placed a toothpick into the side of his mouth. "Oh yeah I read it, she was married to a Doctor, and he was cheating on her, from what my guy says, Addison was enraged about it, she went off the deep end and lost herself in the bottom of a bottle." Kevin leaned in close to Paul. "It gets better, her husband ended up dead, and they know she killed him, but she got off, something about temporary insanity…You believe that shit?"

All of this information smarmed around in Paul's head. "So she kills her husband and now to ease her conscious she is coming after Sofia? Fucking Unbelievable."

"Well, now at least we know why she is here, she is trying to make a name for herself…And get this, it is rumored that she wants to convict Sofia in Dave's murder because the Fed's have told her if she prosecutes and wins, she would be next in line to run the DA's office…It is just like you have said all along, the Fed's can't get Antonio for his crimes so they will settle for his offspring."

Paul shook his head in frustration because that is definitely not what he needed right now. "That is just great, if she gets that job and old man Jordan is out, that is not good for all of us." (Mr. Jordan is the current District of Attorney for the state of Nevada)

"No shit that is why I hurried to get that information. You need to warn Seth, he may be stepping right onto a ticking time bomb."

Paul now roughly took off his tie all together, and threw it against the booth padding. "This day just keeps getting fucking better and better."

Kevin reached into his oversized jacket, and pulled out one of his whiskey flask. He began pouring scotch into his and Paul's glasses. "You need a drink…What the hell else is eating you?"

Paul did what he rarely does and threw back the golden liquid and gulped it. "I don't want to hurt my brother, but this woman is toxic…" Paul motioned for Kevin to pour him another, after taking another swig of the scotch, Paul slammed the glass down to the table. "Before we get into that, what about Damon?"

Kevin took another swig of scotch, and rubbed the back of his head. "You are not going to like this either…I have been watching Damon's house and he hasn't left it since the shooting…Dean stops by with food, but the crazy bastard stays in all day with the blinds closed…Look Paul, there is no easy way to say this…Damon spent time in a looney bin, he is certifiably crazy….You were right about him too…Sorry."

Paul signaled for another hit of scotch, and then unloosened his ponytail. His head felt like it was going to pop off. "I know Sofia doesn't know this shit either…Goddammit…"

Kevin flinched a little at Paul's reaction. "She probably doesn't…I think he was behind the shooting, he could be fixated on her, you never know how crazy people act or how their crazy minds work."

Paul racked his fingers through his hair. "Now I'm sure of it…" Paul sat for several seconds, he wasn't sure if he should say this to Kevin or not because Kevin would want to know why. "I have a problem with doing away with the trash, I need something first."

Kevin looked on puzzled and intrigued. "What do you need…You know you can trust me, I have put my ass on the line for you since we were kids, and I don't mind…Let me help you out….You have always taken care of me and my family, let me return the favor."

Paul had made sure they were in the back of diner, and his back was to the wall. He looked ahead making sure no one was behind Kevin. The patrons of the Diner were not idiots, and the few that were in there were very far away from them. "I need his house tossed, there is a piece of equipment I need, like black cold steel."

Kevin arched his eyebrow. "A gun?"

Paul sighed, he hasn't told anyone about what Sofia confessed to him. "Yes, any gun that is in there, I want it…"

Kevin not only knew his friend, he knew how to read people because of his experience on the Police force. He knew Paul was holding back. "Obviously there is more to this. Why do you care about any guns in his house?"

Paul motioned for another drink, the liquor wasn't doing its job, because he still felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. "I just need them…I can't say why, but my family depends on it."

Kevin nodded. "Fine, but what if there are none…Then what?"

"Then he lives to see another day, I just need any guns he has…" Paul looked downwards at his dog tags, he then held onto them.

Kevin was putting things together by the way Paul held those dog tags. "Just tell me it was an accident, and I will let it go."

Paul's fingers circled the imprint on the tags, and then looked up at Kevin. "It was a setup, I just don't have all the pieces of the puzzle yet…This is my family, Kev….Please help me?"

Kevin was shocked, he has known Paul for over twenty five years and Paul has never sounded so sincere and almost desperate with his requests. "I will find a way to get him out of his place and toss it, but you know talking about it may help, you can't be everything to everybody, there is no shame in that…Maybe I can help some more?"

Paul motioned for another drink hoping that maybe this shot will ease his tension a bit, but as his lips were about to touch the rim of the glass, his cell went off. "Shit, give me a minute." He looked down and it was Sonny, he was sending congratulations and offering help if Paul needed it for when he broke the news to Sofia. "Fuck…This day is fucking unreal!"

Kevin took the cell out of Paul's hand, and read the incoming text message. "What the hell is this all about?"

Paul finally took that gulp of his scotch, and looked at Kevin. "I had to do it, and Sofia is going to go ballistic."

"What did you do now?" Kevin asked fearing he was not going to like the answer.

Paul motioned for another drink, but this time Kevin put his hand over the top of the glass. Paul sighed. "I finalized the deal on those vacant Piers today…Before you say anything, I had to, that fat walrus Heyman was about to seal it with that congressman…I couldn't let Sofia buy them, it would have been suicide."

"Hasn't she been trying for a very long time to get them? And you bought them right from under her? What the fuck Paul."

Paul's eyes narrowed. "I didn't have a fucking choice…The other members have never liked Sofia being on the board, well with the exception of Sonny. They are slowly warming up to her because of me, if she solely bought those Piers she would have gained a lot of power for the Escobar's and the other members would have taken that as a threat…I couldn't risk one of those fat pricks going behind my back and trying to take her out…Once we are married it will be different because they will see us as one unit…They would never cross me by killing my wife, because they know I would be a man with nothing to lose and I would kill them personally…Kevin, she is carrying my son, I couldn't take a chance of them complying or not…I can't lose her or my kid…I will fix it with her somehow."

Kevin stared at his friend and felt bad for him. The amount of responsibility this man has is something Kevin would never want. "I get it, but you need to just be honest with her, like how you are right now…I have a very sinking feeling there is more."

Paul snickered. "You being my priest today?"

"No, I'm being your best friend…You need it right now…What else is bothering you?"

Paul figured why not, Kevin has been the one person besides Seth he has trusted since childhood. "I hired Roman today, and well the kid knows a lot about the Escobar's, he may be able to help me, but the problem is he knows Dave was not the first choice for Sofia."

"Oh shit, let me guess, you didn't tell Sofia like I told you to." Kevin said sternly.

Paul frowned. "No Dad, I didn't…How was I supposed to tell her that Antonio approached me first."

Kevin rubbed the back of his head and took another drink. "By explaining the truth, you didn't even know her back then."

"Kev, she has so many bad people around her and I don't want her to think that I want to be with her just because of her money…That is why I turned Antonio down in the first place, I wasn't going to be anyone's "yes" man. I also don't like how Antonio conducts his affairs, I didn't want to be mixed up with Antonio's bullshit schemes and senseless killings…Besides, I never wanted to get married, remember? That is until I actually met Sofia, isn't that fucking ironic…The only person I thought that knew the truth was Eddie, but clearly that is not the case after talking with Roman…What if this kid figures it out and tells Sofia?"

Kevin's head was actually spinning with this information. "You need to tell her before it slips out…What if Roman is not the only one that knows? You already haven't told her you know where Antonio actually is…Fuck Paul, you need to come clean about everything."

Paul raised his eyebrow and motioned for one more drink. "I can't do that, not now…She will be begging me to take her to see Antonio…Sofia is better off without that bastard, he is leaving her here to deal with all of his mess and not caring if she will be killed or have to go to prison…Roman actually gave me other information about Antonio and I know there is more, once I get more information I can make demands to Antonio or do what I have to do…Kev, you just have no idea, you look up the word "dysfunctional" in the dictionary and you will see Sofia's family picture next to the word…" Paul swallowed his drink. "Oh it doesn't stop there my friend, I have that crazy bitch Nicole still hanging around and I can't do anything with her because I think Nicole may be Sofia's half-sister…If I didn't love this woman so much I would have taken out both Nicole and Antonio by now…"

"Wow, that is really fucked up…I feel bad for Sofia…Nicole wants you and she may be Sofia's half-sister…You need to get more information…I know you well enough that you hired Roman for just information, he must have poured out his guts for you to get that feeling that he can be useful, maybe you should really give him a chance of becoming a bigger player for you, he could be the key to all of your problems."

Again another huge sigh came from Paul. "Yeah I did it for that reason, I need an inside track into the Escobar's, but time will tell if he can be used for anything else…I am the only one Sofia needs to protect her."

"Oh for the love of everything unholy…Pull your head out of your ass…He is a kid that needs a good mentor, and that is you…He is no threat as far as Sofia is concerned, and you know that…I did some checking on him too, and the kid has been in prison and served his time…He met some chick while he was in there, she was some kind of a counselor and had sessions with him. I guess the sessions went well enough because they hooked up, she has been out to Vegas a few times to see him…I think you should just keep an open mind about Roman, he could turn into something special…That is all I'm saying."

Paul looked sternly at Kevin. "You think I am being a hard ass, don't you? Well, I have my reasons."

"No, I think you are protecting your territory, but you don't have to where he is concerned. Paul, you need all the real help you can get. Just have an open mind." Kevin knew Paul wouldn't admit to his stubbornness, but he felt in time Paul might come around.

Paul waved his hand. "I will keep an open mind, but I have bigger fish to fry now and that is trying to reach out again to Eddie, but that could prove to be a dead end because I'm not so sure if he knows much more than I do about Nicole.…One thing is for sure, I'm bringing Sofia's Mother out to Vegas, and you can bet your ass I'm going to pump her for information." Paul looked down at his watch. "Thanks for meeting with me and listening, I need to get to another meeting, I have to try and soften the blow of these Piers…Look out for my call about the trash, I will send Randy and Seth to help you get rid of it."

Kevin stood up and shook hands with Paul. He watched his friend leave the diner and became even more determine to get more information about both Damon and Addison. Someone had to help Paul because things are getting way too hot.


Later that Day at Damon's Condo…

Nicole had decided to see Damon to tie up loose ends. She knocked on the door and waited to see which Damon would be answering. When the door opened she saw it was the crazy Damon because his hair was a mess and black eye liner was smeared under his eyes. "Is this a bad time?"

Damon stepped aside and allowed Nicole to enter. He shut the door and the Condo was dark, but had shimmering of candle light throughout. The thing that stood out the most to Nicole was a pungent smell of burning flesh, it actually turned her stomach. She walked further inside and held her purse tightly to her body. Her eyes widened as she saw pictures of Sofia now plastered on the living room walls. It was eerie to say the least. "Are you feeling okay sweetie?" Nicole tried with all her might to sound truly concerned, but her heart was racing.

Damon was already behind her, and he moved a small piece of hair from around her neck and sniffed her scent. "You seem tense my pet?"

Nicole jumped from disgust and fear. "Well, yes I am…You missed shooting Sofia, you shot Roman and he is alive…Paul is on my back with questions of what do I know about the shooting." Nicole felt it was best to be somewhat honest, she needed to gain Damon's trust for what she had planned for him.

Damon placed one arm around Nicole's waist, and propped his chin on her shoulder. "I'm sorry about that, but that idiot just jumped right into Sofia's path…I seen her you know." Damon moved away from Nicole, and walked towards a picture of Sofia, it was taken outside of Heyman's offices. It was taken only days ago. "Look at her, so naive to Paul…You know the angel of death is waiting for her, but the angel is mad at me for failing….Look…!" Damon turned around swiftly and pulled up his sleeve.

Nicole gasped, and put her hand over her mouth. Damon had been cutting himself, and one of the wounds were still fresh as blood dripped from his arm. "What the hell have you done?"

Damon rubbed his arm against Nicole's cheek, and then smeared his blood. "I had to punish myself, I failed the angel of death by not delivering Sofia."

Nicole froze momentarily, she needed to execute her plan because she couldn't take Damon for much longer. "Here sweetie, sit down…"

Damon held Nicole's hand as they sat down. "What are we going to do now?"

Nicole studied Damon, his eyes were sunk in and his face was frail. "First things first, if you want to make up your sins to the angel of death, you should give me the gun."

Damon tilted his head, and stroked Nicole's hand like he was petting a puppy. "The gun is close by, but that won't solve our problem with the angel of death, we need to get rid of Sofia and free her soul. That is the only way she will be pure again."

Nicole was just about at her limit with Damon, she had to act on her plan of attack. "You mean the gun is here, in the apartment?"

Damon continued to pet Nicole's hand. "Yes…But that will not save either of us from the angel of death, we need to come up with another plan of freeing Sofia."

Nicole smiled. "Why don't we have some wine, and discuss our plan." She then stood up and took her hand back. "I'll get it for us."

Damon sank down into the couch. "In the kitchen my pet."

Nicole walked quickly into the kitchen. She reached into her purse and placed on her gloves. She had been planning this since Damon failed to kill Sofia. She needed the gun used to kill Dave, but she no longer needed Damon to execute her plan against Sofia. She reached into the cupboard and got out two wine glasses. With a steady hand she began to place drugs into one glass, it was enough to knock out Damon. All while pouring the red wine into that glass she smiled at how close her plan was coming into fruition. It didn't matter how many people had to die, as long as she got her revenge against Sofia.

Damon sat staring at Sofia's picture, Nicole walked back into the living room and handed Damon the full glass of wine. "Drink this sweetie, it will help you relax." Nicole watched anxiously as Damon put the wine glass to his lips, to her surprise he drank it rather quickly, which made things so much easier for Nicole. "That's it, drink up…"

Damon drank all of the wine within seconds. Nicole sat and hummed as she saw Damon's eyes getting heavy. "Sweetie, where is the gun exactly?"

Damon felt the room begin to spin, he squinted to gain focus of Nicole's face. He fell forward into her lap. "What did you do?"

Nicole shoved Damon's head off of her lap, and walked brazenly into the center of the living room. Her voice was mocking. "Oh sweetie, I'm helping you to join the angel of death…Now, tell Nicole where the gun is, or I will make your ending more painful than it has to be."

Nicole went back to her purse, and pulled out a large hypodermic needle, it was filled with a hot dose of heroine, just enough to kill a small army. "I'm waiting Damon and so is the angel of death."

Damon struggled to keep his eyes open, but the drugs were setting in fast. He struggled to gasp for air. "Please…Don't do this…"

Nicole laughed as she tapped the needle. "I won't if you tell me."

Damon fell to the floor and crawled to Nicole and tried to pull himself up by grabbing at her legs. "You promise?"

Nicole plastered on her fake smile and nodded. "Yes I promise." That was a lie, Damon was going to die, it was only a matter of time.

Damon couldn't fight the drugs that were going through his system, he pointed towards his bedroom. "The closet…P-l-e-a-s-e…D-o…N-o-t…K-i-l-l…M-me…"

Nicole bent down and tapped Damon on the head. "Say hello to the angel of death for me."

Those were the last words Damon heard because Nicole watched Damon pass out and she filled his arm with the hot dose of heroine. "Sleep well crazy boy...Nicole is going to finish what you couldn't get done."


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