Metro Court
Kellie knocked on the hotel room door. No one answered. She banged on it. The door flew open. Tyler appeared wearing nothing but a pair of sweats.
"Alright already," Tyler said, "What could be so important that…oh, it's you." He finally looked up, realizing who it was.
"What no lame come ons," Kellie said, shoving past him into the room.
"Actually, no," Tyler said, "Why are you barging into my room?"
"I need to know why you're here," Kellie said.
"Vacation," Tyler said, shutting the door.
"If you want a vacation you go skiing in the mountains or someplace exotic," Kellie said, "You don't come to Port Charles."
"How do you know I don't have top secret business with your father," Tyler asked.
"You're just the attorney, my father wouldn't meet with you, he'd meet with Roy," Kellie said, "Besides, he doesn't handle things himself these days. He lets the dirty employees do everything and feed him stories."
"You said you weren't on speaking terms with him," Tyler said, "So you wouldn't know."
"Have you ever actually met my father?" Kellie asked, "Because if you had, you'd know that when he decides how reality should be versus what it is, you can't change his mind. If you had seen our last fight, you'd know he couldn't have possibly changed his mind on who's the enemy and who isn't."
"What would it take to change his mind?" Tyler asked.
"Somebody dying," Kellie said, "The enemy overthrowing him completely. I don't know. Why are you here, really?"
"I haven't been on top of my game," Tyler said, "Roy told me to take a vacation. Ric said if I was ever up this way to stop for a drink."
"You shouldn't be here," Kellie said, "You should have steered clear of any place where my father has business."
"I'm just an attorney," Tyler said, "Why would it matter?"
"Let's see you were present for an attempted hit on me," Kellie said.
"The hit man is dead," Tyler said, "The case is open and shut. I wouldn't be worth going after."
"You're from the Miami operations which the enemy has worked to cut off from the rest of the organization," Kellie said, "You don't think they wouldn't notice one of Sonny's people from there showing up here in Port Charles."
"I mostly keep my hands clean," Tyler, "They'd have no use for me if they wanted information."
"They don't know that," Kellie said, "For all they know you're supposed to meet with me on business matters."
"But there's something you're not telling me," Tyler said, "Don't tell me I'm paranoid. Something else has got you scared."
"You get your information on a need to know basis," Kellie said, "And whatever you think I'm not telling you is something you don't need to know."
"Why do you care?" Tyler said.
"I told you I don't like having someone's death on my conscience," Kellie said, "And you don't exactly strike me as the gun carrying, martial arts type. You really can't handle being face to face with the reality of this business."
Someone knocked on the door, "Room Service."
"I didn't order room service," Tyler whispered.
Kellie pulled out her cell phone to make a call.
"The guard's not answering," She said, "Go hide."
The door moved as someone picked the lock.
"Go," Kellie said as she positioned herself behind the door. Tyler grabbed her and dragged her into the bathroom. "What are you doing?"
"Stopping you from killing someone," Tyler said, "I don't want to have to represent you in court. Besides, I don't feel like fainting."
He lifted up the cover on the Jacuzzi tub, "Get in."
They heard the door open.
"You first," Kellie said. Tyler climbed in first and pulled Kellie in before laying down. He shut the cover over them.
Kellie sent a text message on her cell phone. They heard footsteps. Then the sound of someone locking the cover of the tub shut. The footsteps faded and the door shut.
Tyler tried to open the cover. It wouldn't budge. "I hope you sent for help," he said.
"Alcazar," Kellie said.
"Not Jason," Tyler asked.
"Still in Miami," Kellie said.
"Who was he after?" Tyler asked, "You or me?"
"I don't know," Kellie said, "I need to get out of here." She banged on the cover.
"I already tried that," Tyler said.
Kellie's phone vibrated. "Lorenzo." She answered.
"I'm on my way," Lorenzo said, "What's going on?"
"Right now, I'm locked in a Jacuzzi," Kellie said, "It has a cover for when it's not in use."
"Where's your guard?" Lorenzo asked.
"I don't know. He wouldn't answer his phone," Kellie said.
"You aren't claustrophobic are you?" Lorenzo said, "You sound a little panicky."
"No," Kellie said.
"What else is wrong?" Lorenzo asked.
"Nothing's wrong," Kellie said. Tyler grabbed the phone.
"Hello," Tyler said.
"Kellie's not the only one in the Jacuzzi," Lorenzo said, "Who are you?"
"The person stupid enough to think this was a good place to hide from someone breaking into my hotel room," Tyler said.
"Kellie isn't exactly at ease being that close to a man," Lorenzo said.
"I know," Tyler said, "I'll take care of her until you get here."
"I'm five minutes away," Lorenzo said. He hung up.
Tyler handed Kellie the cell phone.
"I owe you an apology," Tyler said, "I'm sorry if I overstepped any bounds with you in any way. I thought you were just a bitch. I didn't realize you actually had issues."
"Ric told you I was raped," Kellie said.
"It's not an excuse for my behavior towards you," Tyler said, "You're shaking. Can you make it five minutes without going ballistic on me?"
"I don't know," Kellie said.
"Don't look at me," Tyler said, he urged her body to lay against him, her head at his chest. He ran his hand up and down her back.
"What are you doing?" Kellie asked.
"Trying to help you relax," Tyler said.
"I don't think I can do this," Kellie said.
"Yes, you can," Tyler said, "You're strong, Kellie. Not many people, much less a woman could go up against her father to save the people she cares, especially in the world your father lives in."
"I'm warning you now I may not last," Kellie said, shaking more.
"Just breathe, Kellie," Tyler said, he moved his hands away from her body. "Where's that annoying mouth of yours?"
"I know what you're trying to do," Kellie said.
"What would that be?" Tyler said.
"Shut up, city boy," Kellie said.
"It worked," Tyler said.