Authors note: Last part yay! This is where it all comes together, and surprisingly it's a happy ending! So enjoy! Later days.
Mimi sat ridged on Matt's couched, anticipation and dread filling her every thought. Her bags lay beside Matt's in his room waiting for his return. Unable to stand the suspense, Mimi stood up and began to pace around the room, her hands trembling with expectancy.
She ceased, looking fearfully at the dark wooden door when she heard dozens of heavy footsteps racing up the stairs that were right outside Matt's door.
Mimi cried out in fear and tripped back onto the ground when a massive boot kicked in the heavy door. Quick and swiftly a half a dozen armed men ran in and surrounded her quivering form.
"Don't move a muscle Lilly Barton!" The leader ordered lowering his gun at her smugly.
Stiff with fear, Mimi gazed up at them, tears in her eyes. There was no way she was going to escape. The tears that fell from her eyes were not of pain or of fear but of the deep ache in her heart knowing that Matt had betrayed her.
The next people to rush in were FBI Agents, then local police, all in the matter of seconds. Two burly men pulled her to her feet roughly then handcuffed her hands behind her back.
As they pulled her towards the broken down door she caught a glimpse of Matt coming sluggishly up the stairway. Their eyes met and in those ice-cold orbs Mimi found no hint of remorse or regret, that all in itself filled her with rage.
"HOW COULD YOU? YOU SON OF A BITCH!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, tears blurring her vision.
Mimi had come so quietly and so easily that the two Agents holding her had a loose grip on her. Her size alone made them underestimate her and in one sudden burst of energy she flew from their grip and with her hands still handcuffed behind her back she tackled Matt.
He hit the floor hard, her tiny body collapsed on top on him.
"I loved you!" she cried, her tears spattering his face. "I loved you and you betrayed me!"
As briskly as before the armored FBI Agents grabbed Mimi and pulled her off Matt. Freeing him of her weight and her tears.
The men looked questionably at Matt, waiting for him to speak.
Clearing his throat he wiped away her angry tears. "Take her out," he whispered in a voice free from emotion.
They dragged her out; the last words that he had heard escaping her mouth were her screaming his name in threats.
"How do you do it Ishida?" Agent Terry chucked, slapping Matt on the back as congratulations.
"Just doing my job Terry," Matt tried but couldn't quit force a smile.
"What was that about her loving you though?" Terry questioned pulling on a pair of latex gloves to investigate the crime scene.
"Why do you think she met me here?" Matt muttered his eyes remained forward with no expression on his face. "It was all part of the plan to catch her."
* * *
"We the jury, here by find the suspect in question, Mimi Tachikawa, guilty of all crimes," a tall brunette issued.
"Thank you jury," The judge nodded and the juror took her seat.
"I hear by sentence to you to death, for the murder of three men and the theft of over nine hundred and fifty million dollars in goods," the judge ordered, the sound of wood smashing against wood rang through Mimi's ears and echoed throughout the courtroom.
The color drained completely from her face and her body and mind went numb with disbelief. Policemen and FBI Agents escorted her from the courthouse to an armored car waiting just outside. Photography flashes splattered her vision with deep black spots, but that didn't matter to her, she was on the way to death road.
Reaching the high security prison they escorted her to a tiny cell in which she would spend the last years of her life.
Mimi spent the next few days curled up on the small cot in the corner of her cell. She didn't eat, didn't sleep, didn't cry, just lay there staring at the concrete wall. She no longer cared, the man she loved and thought loved her back betrayed her, and she was stupid enough to walk into his trap.
Night fell once again and the loud bang of the powerful lights shutting down made her ears ring. Hours passed endlessly for her, each one blurring into the next, each one bringing more pain then the last.
"Mimi," the whispered voice of her lover resounded off the walls of her cold cell bringing tears to her eyes.
She didn't turn to face the open bars, knowing that it was just her mind playing cruel jokes. Instead she sunk deeper beneath the covers.
"Mimi!" this time, the whisper was more urgent, more real then the last.
Shaking, Mimi sat up to see a shrouded figure standing at the bars that caged her. She could see nothing but his shimmering blue eyes in the dim light that seemed to fade more and more with each passing second.
Slowly Mimi rose, the blankets falling to her feet. Gingerly she stepped out of them, to approach the man standing a few feet away. She gave him a cold deathly stare that shattered the heart within his chest.
"What do you want Matt?" she whispered, each word more chilling then the last.
"To rescue you," he whispered back, remorse now present in his eyes. "To take you away from this hell hole, to make you happy again."
"I trusted you once, why should I trust you again?" Mimi sneered, holding back tears, trying to keep her dignity in grasp.
"Because, I love you," Matt promised.
"You don't betray the people you love!" Mimi snapped unable to hold back her tears any longer.
"It was the only way Mimi, I swear," he said her name with a love and passion that she longed to hear. "I had to get the FBI off our tails."
"By framing me for murder? I'm going to rot in here Matt! I'm going to rot in here and then I'm going to die!" Mimi cried quietly so as not to wake anyone in the nearest cells.
"I'm more sorry then you can ever imagine, but it was the only way. I've erased every record of you and I, Mimi. We can start over again, we can be together, and nobody will ever find us. According to government records we don't even exist." Matt explained trying to make her understand.
Mimi looked at him long and hard to try and determine truth from fiction. She found all the confirmation she needed in his eyes.
"Promise me you'll never do that to me again," Mimi pleaded wiping away her tears.
"For as long as I live Mimi," Matt promised grasping her fingers between the bars and kissing the tips, "I will never hurt you again."
She smiled the first genuine smile she had in days, "Get me out."
Grinning back Matt pulled out a key and a remote. Pushing a button the internal locks shifted open, then he unlocked the last lock with the key. They had three minutes to get out before it was discovered that Mimi was missing.
Weaving their way through the security systems of the prison Matt led Mimi to the basement where they escaped through the sewers. They exited the sewers a dozen or so blocks from the prison and proceeded to the airport to where Matt had locked their things away until the flight.
"Kari Maxwell?" Mimi raised an eyebrow when she saw her passport.
"I think it's fitting, since I am Takeru Maxwell," Matt smiled taking Mimi's tiny hand in his own.
"I guess you're right," Mimi agreed walking through the hundreds of people in the airport to where she would board a plane to Egypt with Matt.
* * *
Dear diary:
It's been so long hasn't it? It's been months since Matt rescued me from prison and certain death. I thought would never be able to forgive him for the pain he has caused me but I have been proved wrong. It seems I love him more now then ever, and the memories of the past few weeks have become nothing more then grains of sand taken away by the wind.
We have made a new life for ourselves. I have given up the life of crime and we are now living off the millions of dollars that I have hidden in an offshore account. We also decided to get a new look for ourselves. I have dyed my hair black! Can you believe it? Matt went all out and dyed his hair red! RED! At first I thought it would look horrible but it makes him look so sexy!
Matt and I have decided to travel the world. How romantic is that? We're in Ireland now. The country is so beautiful! While visiting one of the ancient castles Matt proposed to me! I was so happy I cried! He gave me a ring and everything. Sadly though, we aren't going to actually get married, at least not officially. That would leave too much paperwork, too much evidence. Oh well, at least I still have him, right?
Well, I guess this is goodbye diary. My last farewell to you, for I will no longer record my life on your beloved pages. I have made this decision all on my own, with no persuasion from Matt at all. The FBI is still looking for me and has extended their search to Matt as well. It would just be too dangerous for now. You can tell it breaks my heart to leave you behind in the raging seas that beat themselves endlessly against the jagged rocks of Ireland. You can tell by the tears I leave on your pages whose fate will be washed away with the ink I have used to record my thoughts and feelings, hopes and dreams, even my fears and nightmares. Farewell one last time my dear diary, farewell.
Sincerely yours,
Mimi Tachikawa
Mimi sat ridged on Matt's couched, anticipation and dread filling her every thought. Her bags lay beside Matt's in his room waiting for his return. Unable to stand the suspense, Mimi stood up and began to pace around the room, her hands trembling with expectancy.
She ceased, looking fearfully at the dark wooden door when she heard dozens of heavy footsteps racing up the stairs that were right outside Matt's door.
Mimi cried out in fear and tripped back onto the ground when a massive boot kicked in the heavy door. Quick and swiftly a half a dozen armed men ran in and surrounded her quivering form.
"Don't move a muscle Lilly Barton!" The leader ordered lowering his gun at her smugly.
Stiff with fear, Mimi gazed up at them, tears in her eyes. There was no way she was going to escape. The tears that fell from her eyes were not of pain or of fear but of the deep ache in her heart knowing that Matt had betrayed her.
The next people to rush in were FBI Agents, then local police, all in the matter of seconds. Two burly men pulled her to her feet roughly then handcuffed her hands behind her back.
As they pulled her towards the broken down door she caught a glimpse of Matt coming sluggishly up the stairway. Their eyes met and in those ice-cold orbs Mimi found no hint of remorse or regret, that all in itself filled her with rage.
"HOW COULD YOU? YOU SON OF A BITCH!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, tears blurring her vision.
Mimi had come so quietly and so easily that the two Agents holding her had a loose grip on her. Her size alone made them underestimate her and in one sudden burst of energy she flew from their grip and with her hands still handcuffed behind her back she tackled Matt.
He hit the floor hard, her tiny body collapsed on top on him.
"I loved you!" she cried, her tears spattering his face. "I loved you and you betrayed me!"
As briskly as before the armored FBI Agents grabbed Mimi and pulled her off Matt. Freeing him of her weight and her tears.
The men looked questionably at Matt, waiting for him to speak.
Clearing his throat he wiped away her angry tears. "Take her out," he whispered in a voice free from emotion.
They dragged her out; the last words that he had heard escaping her mouth were her screaming his name in threats.
"How do you do it Ishida?" Agent Terry chucked, slapping Matt on the back as congratulations.
"Just doing my job Terry," Matt tried but couldn't quit force a smile.
"What was that about her loving you though?" Terry questioned pulling on a pair of latex gloves to investigate the crime scene.
"Why do you think she met me here?" Matt muttered his eyes remained forward with no expression on his face. "It was all part of the plan to catch her."
* * *
"We the jury, here by find the suspect in question, Mimi Tachikawa, guilty of all crimes," a tall brunette issued.
"Thank you jury," The judge nodded and the juror took her seat.
"I hear by sentence to you to death, for the murder of three men and the theft of over nine hundred and fifty million dollars in goods," the judge ordered, the sound of wood smashing against wood rang through Mimi's ears and echoed throughout the courtroom.
The color drained completely from her face and her body and mind went numb with disbelief. Policemen and FBI Agents escorted her from the courthouse to an armored car waiting just outside. Photography flashes splattered her vision with deep black spots, but that didn't matter to her, she was on the way to death road.
Reaching the high security prison they escorted her to a tiny cell in which she would spend the last years of her life.
Mimi spent the next few days curled up on the small cot in the corner of her cell. She didn't eat, didn't sleep, didn't cry, just lay there staring at the concrete wall. She no longer cared, the man she loved and thought loved her back betrayed her, and she was stupid enough to walk into his trap.
Night fell once again and the loud bang of the powerful lights shutting down made her ears ring. Hours passed endlessly for her, each one blurring into the next, each one bringing more pain then the last.
"Mimi," the whispered voice of her lover resounded off the walls of her cold cell bringing tears to her eyes.
She didn't turn to face the open bars, knowing that it was just her mind playing cruel jokes. Instead she sunk deeper beneath the covers.
"Mimi!" this time, the whisper was more urgent, more real then the last.
Shaking, Mimi sat up to see a shrouded figure standing at the bars that caged her. She could see nothing but his shimmering blue eyes in the dim light that seemed to fade more and more with each passing second.
Slowly Mimi rose, the blankets falling to her feet. Gingerly she stepped out of them, to approach the man standing a few feet away. She gave him a cold deathly stare that shattered the heart within his chest.
"What do you want Matt?" she whispered, each word more chilling then the last.
"To rescue you," he whispered back, remorse now present in his eyes. "To take you away from this hell hole, to make you happy again."
"I trusted you once, why should I trust you again?" Mimi sneered, holding back tears, trying to keep her dignity in grasp.
"Because, I love you," Matt promised.
"You don't betray the people you love!" Mimi snapped unable to hold back her tears any longer.
"It was the only way Mimi, I swear," he said her name with a love and passion that she longed to hear. "I had to get the FBI off our tails."
"By framing me for murder? I'm going to rot in here Matt! I'm going to rot in here and then I'm going to die!" Mimi cried quietly so as not to wake anyone in the nearest cells.
"I'm more sorry then you can ever imagine, but it was the only way. I've erased every record of you and I, Mimi. We can start over again, we can be together, and nobody will ever find us. According to government records we don't even exist." Matt explained trying to make her understand.
Mimi looked at him long and hard to try and determine truth from fiction. She found all the confirmation she needed in his eyes.
"Promise me you'll never do that to me again," Mimi pleaded wiping away her tears.
"For as long as I live Mimi," Matt promised grasping her fingers between the bars and kissing the tips, "I will never hurt you again."
She smiled the first genuine smile she had in days, "Get me out."
Grinning back Matt pulled out a key and a remote. Pushing a button the internal locks shifted open, then he unlocked the last lock with the key. They had three minutes to get out before it was discovered that Mimi was missing.
Weaving their way through the security systems of the prison Matt led Mimi to the basement where they escaped through the sewers. They exited the sewers a dozen or so blocks from the prison and proceeded to the airport to where Matt had locked their things away until the flight.
"Kari Maxwell?" Mimi raised an eyebrow when she saw her passport.
"I think it's fitting, since I am Takeru Maxwell," Matt smiled taking Mimi's tiny hand in his own.
"I guess you're right," Mimi agreed walking through the hundreds of people in the airport to where she would board a plane to Egypt with Matt.
* * *
Dear diary:
It's been so long hasn't it? It's been months since Matt rescued me from prison and certain death. I thought would never be able to forgive him for the pain he has caused me but I have been proved wrong. It seems I love him more now then ever, and the memories of the past few weeks have become nothing more then grains of sand taken away by the wind.
We have made a new life for ourselves. I have given up the life of crime and we are now living off the millions of dollars that I have hidden in an offshore account. We also decided to get a new look for ourselves. I have dyed my hair black! Can you believe it? Matt went all out and dyed his hair red! RED! At first I thought it would look horrible but it makes him look so sexy!
Matt and I have decided to travel the world. How romantic is that? We're in Ireland now. The country is so beautiful! While visiting one of the ancient castles Matt proposed to me! I was so happy I cried! He gave me a ring and everything. Sadly though, we aren't going to actually get married, at least not officially. That would leave too much paperwork, too much evidence. Oh well, at least I still have him, right?
Well, I guess this is goodbye diary. My last farewell to you, for I will no longer record my life on your beloved pages. I have made this decision all on my own, with no persuasion from Matt at all. The FBI is still looking for me and has extended their search to Matt as well. It would just be too dangerous for now. You can tell it breaks my heart to leave you behind in the raging seas that beat themselves endlessly against the jagged rocks of Ireland. You can tell by the tears I leave on your pages whose fate will be washed away with the ink I have used to record my thoughts and feelings, hopes and dreams, even my fears and nightmares. Farewell one last time my dear diary, farewell.
Sincerely yours,
Mimi Tachikawa