Okay, after a few terrorized emails, and being kept a prisoner in a basement by stalker fans, I thought of continuing my shippiness…hehehe.

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Chapter seven: Girls Interrupted

There was a noise in the apartment. Max opened her eyes and listened silently. She glanced at the clock: 6:00am. After a few seconds of silence, she heard the shower running. 'Must be Eileen.' Max looked at the man who was next to her and smiled to herself.

"Logan…?" Max whispered to him. "…let me go…" He was holding tightly to her and she wanted to change her bandages. The cut wasn't really hurting her anymore, but she had bled and needed to change the bandages for new ones. "Logan?" He didn't open his eyes but tightened his grip around her, obviously not wanting to let her go. Max smiled again. 'Does he really think I think he's still asleep?' She lifted her upper body and put her mouth to his ear and whispered "Logan…wake up sweetheart."

"Ah…that's better!" Logan joyfully replied while smiling wickedly. He opened his eyes and loosened his arms that were around Max. She sat on the edge of the bed. "You're not bailing on me, are you?" Logan asked her, unsure of what were Max's intentions.

"Nah…I have you now…I won't run away!" She looked at her bandages. "Just want to change them. I'll come back in a few." She stood up and walked to the bathroom - the one is Logan's bedroom.

"Want some help?"

"If help means you almost fainting like last night while trying to be my knight in shining armour, no thanks. I'll manage alone." Max teased.

"Ouch!" Replied Logan, his male ego wounded. "That hurts!" He heard her giggle in the bathroom.

Max changed the bandages without much problem; the wound was almost healed already. She returned to the bed.

"How is it?" His concern was showing.

"Fine, almost healed. In a few days, it won't even show." She clarified for him as she snuggled under the sheets.

"Good, because you have to cook me dinner tomorrow." He took her in his arms while smiling devilishly. "You promised."

"I'm a woman of my word." Max answered, back before pressing her lips on his. She couldn't quite know why his touch was driving her insane, but it just did. While they were kissing, Logan started to caress the back of Max, who pushed herself up to have her head on the same level as him. His hands ended up on her buttocks, but he took them off as quickly as they landed there. Max smiled at this and deepened the kiss, pressing her body closer to his. She could hear him breathe heavily as he started to explore her body with his hands, having received the invitation he was waiting for. Max shivered under his touch. "Logan, I love your hands on me…" The few words were whispered almost inaudible, but he heard them well.

"Same here…" He said before sucking the sensitive skin of her neck, rolling Max on her back. Logan started to kiss the hollow of her throat as she caressed his bare back under his T-shirt, going up his spine and taking his shirt off. "Max…?" He asked unsure.

"Shut up." Max said smacking her lips on his. They kissed passionately, and almost violently. When they broke it, it was only for both of them to ravish their skin with their mouths. As he was kissing her neck with delight, he placed his hands on her hips and slowly started to pull up her top, showing only her tummy, and lowering himself, he began a new sequence of kissing, biting and sucking -which sent waves of pleasure under her skin.

After a moment, they heard a door being shut. They looked at each other.

"Eileen?" Logan asked Max, catching his breath.

"Or Bling?"

"Not at this hour." Logan confirmed her thoughts. "It's Eileen."

"Do you think she went out? It could be her bedroom's door, right? Sounded like the front door though…Do we have to baby-sit everybody?" Max sighed. "Logan?" She asked smiling but with a pleading tone.

"Yes Max?" He teased her, imitating her voice.

"We really will have to go on a vacation -in a Galaxy far, far away - to not be interrupted all the time."

Logan chuckled, and without even thinking of it, relaxed his arms which made his body weight press on Max; she instantly let out a cry of pain.

"God Max! I'm so sorry!" He said, lifting his upper body off of her. "Are you all right?" Logan felt bad for not having thought about her wound.

"I'm okay." Max assured him, trying to hide the fact that it did hurt a great deal. "Just don't do it again for the next 2 days."

"I'm sorry." He repeated, rolling on his back.

"I'm fine Logan, I know you didn't do it on purpose. I've endured much worse in my life."

"I know, but just because you are used to pain doesn't mean that you don't feel it."

Max smiled, staring into the eyes that she liked so much.
"I know." She answered softly. 'He sees me as a human, even after all he knows about me.' She told herself before kissing him tenderly.
She then sat up and prepared to get out of bed, holding on to her bandage to make the muscles stretch less as she moved. "I'll go see if Eileen is all right and if she needs anything. Anyway, she knows it's dangerous outside, she must have gone downstairs to get the Streets Of Seattle newspaper."

"Probably. Does pancakes sounds good to you for breakfast?" Logan asked, sitting in his chair.

"Sure, but under one condition." Max said, putting one hand on her hip and staring at him.

"What?"

"That you wear your T-shirt at the table, because I don't want you to make Eileen change her mind about becoming a nun." Teased Max.

"Well, don't forget she'll soon find out I'm a god in the kitchen…"

"She better not find out you're a god elsewhere." Added Max with a wink. She bent down to fully kiss Logan's lips. "Mmmm…it's definitely for me to find out!" She went out the door leaving a startled Logan, still recovering from her kiss.

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"Eileen?" Max asked out loud before opening the door of Eileen's bedroom. Max had looked everywhere in the apartment and hadn't found any sign of her. The only thing that said she had been up and around was the Streets Of Seattle newspaper that was open on the kitchen table.

Max opened the door after waiting a couple of seconds and found the place empty. 'Where the hell did she go?' She thought. 'She knows Lacroix and his men are out there looking for her.'

She walked to the kitchen and poured a glass of orange juice while Logan went to see if he had e-mail. Max then walked near the kitchen table, and as she was nearer, her eyes caught the article of the open page.

"Today, at 3:00 am in the morning at the Jesus Church, 15 Park Avenue, Sister Madeleine - the mother of the Children of The Street Shelter - was brought in an ambulance to the Metro Hospital, suffering from a heart attack."

"Damn." Max said. "LOGAN?" She yelled, stood up, put her orange juice on the table and walked over to him. "Forget the pancakes, we have a situation."

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When Eileen woke up at Logan's place, she felt very rested. It has been so long that someone had come at 5:00 am to wake her up, that sleeping until 6:00 am was a blessing.
She took a shower, and went to the kitchen, trying not to wake Max and Logan. There was an old edition of the Streets Of Seattle newspaper, so she decided to go downstairs to get today's edition. 'Wouldn't it be wonderful if they had caught that b*stard of Lacroix?' She thought, perfectly knowing the odds weren't very high for it to happen. 'One can only dream…'

Once back in, she flipped through the pages of the newspaper and saw the article about Sister Madeleine. Eileen didn't think of the fact that the goons were going to be waiting for her at the front door of the hospital. All she thought of was how sweet Sister Madeleine had always been to her, and how she had kept her under her care since she was 15 years old.

Eileen shut the door and ran as fast as she could to the Metro Hospital, which wasn't very far from Fogle Towers. She was so focused on finding Sister Madeleine alive and well, that she didn't see the Asian man following her. All she felt before entering the ER, was someone grabbing her from behind, and then the felt pain at the base of her neck… then there was nothing. Complete blackness.

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Feeling an irritating pain at the base of her neck, she decided to open her eyes. She couldn't see much, but when she tried to clear her voice, she found out it was echoing.

"Look who's waking up!" A voice said, Lacroix's voice. Eileen could swear on that. "I've been looking all over for you, and then, you just came to me. That is so sweet of you." He sarcastically said.

"B*stard." Eileen managed to say in spite of the big headache she was having.

"Eileen, Eileen, Eileen…what am I gonna do with you?" He asked, as he lit a candle.

Eileen saw she was in an old church, probably the St-Jean Baptist one, the one who had burned 3 years ago, and wasn't rebuilt. She could hear the noises of rats and roaches running on the floor. 'Lovely…' She thought. 'What's his plan?' She asked herself, but couldn't understand any of his thoughts, and the mind of the Asian man who was in the back had a huge wall around it.

"It's so nice to see you Jean, how was your trip to Europe? Or should I say to the Swiss Bank?" She asked as she tried to untie her hands from the chair she was sitting on.

"Ah…I see you did some research. Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!…it was a mistake honey. You really shouldn't have."

"Oh, it was a pleasure." She stared at the Asian man and returned her stare on Lacroix. "So, you are Brain and he is Pinky?"

He smiled at her - a dangerous smile, the one you know means trouble's ahead.
"Let's cut to the chase, shall we?"

Eileen looked at him in the eye. For some unknown reason, she wasn't afraid of him, of them. But Eileen wasn't afraid of dying either, she was one of those people who thought that if God has decided that it is your time to go, then there was no room for argument.

"Let me ask you something." She started. "Why did you do that to those poor women? How could you end their life like that? I never thought you'd do such a thing…or was it your little scout here?" She said, pointing to the Asian man.

"I always knew you were a clever girl." Lacroix said in a very calm voice. He approached Eileen and sat on a chair in front of her. "Such a shame I'll have to eliminate you."

Eileen knew very well the meaning of elimination.

"Lacroix joined his hands together. "Money will make my life easier. I'll just disappear from the surface of this earth. I'm sick of preaching God, He never did anything for me. He can go to hell."

"What a great priest you are." Snorted Eileen.

"Thank you. Kim here has a very good knowledge of the incantations that were performed during the Middle Age, and for some whatever reason, it's f'***ing working!"

"Mmm, and such nice language too." She added.

"Shut up." He snapped. "When you see my lips moving, it means I'm still talking."

"Yeah, yeah, lips moving, still talking. Got it."

"If you don't shut up girl, you'll end up like those weak women." Threatened Lacroix. "You don't survive in this world if you're weak. I did them a favour."

"No, I won't end up like those poor sisters, because I'm not weak, and because you need me." Answered Eileen with confidence.

"You Eileen, are another story."

"Entertain me then, I love bedtime stories."

"Eileen honey, you are the answer to my prayers."

"I doubt that, but why do you think is so?"

"You control my destiny."

"So I control you? Interesting…"

"I need you to give me the numbers of the safe of the Jesus Church, AND you also have contacts with the other 4 churches of Seattle. I want you to give me that money." He said delightfully.

"Never in Hell! Are you freakin' nuts?" Shouted Eileen. "I'll never give you the money that belongs to the people of the street, to the homeless children, to the families that need it to survive and give food to their kids."

"They just have to work if they want money. Screw the poor! They just have to move off of their lazy a$$es!" Replied Lacroix with the same tone as Eileen spoke to him.

"But those people are mostly sick, that is why they can't work! They are SICK, they have fatal DISEASES! Are you that heartless?" She wanted to vomit on him.

"I guess I am." He smiled again. "And I had figured you'd act this way, so Kim here will use his magic on you. You'll speak Eileen."

"I didn't before, why would I now?"

"Last time, we didn't have enough time for you to be under our spell, and I was alone." He paused a second. "Kim here was supposed to join me later, when you'd be under my control, but we got caught by some nut kicking Jesus' butt." He angrily added.

"I think I know who did it." Kim spoke for the first time. "There was a black haired girl here last night, and she kicked a$$. Big time." He looked at Eileen and then back at Lacroix. "She knows her. Name's Julia."

"Julia…" Said Lacroix back to Eileen. "I'd like to meet this girl. She sabotaged my plan the other day. She'll pay." He said to her in a threatening voice.

"I don't think so, she'll kick your tiny behind before you can say Jesus." Replied Eileen, smiling. "Julia's not the kind of girl who threatens easily."

"Now, all you have to do is tell me the numbers of the safe - for me to take the money - and then disappear from your life."

"I am not telling you those numbers." Firmly answered Eileen.

"Oh really?" Said Lacroix, he made a sign with his head and Kim walked near her. She stared at him, knowing what he was about to do, and built herself a wall around her mind. Kim began to recite his Hebrew incantation, and Eileen kept fighting him. After a few minutes, he saw it wasn't working.

"She's fighting back." He said to Lacroix in an Asian accent.

"Fine then." He turned his head and faced her. "Tell me where this Julia lives."

"Over my dead body." Eileen answered.

"Well, your wish may come true honey." He said very calmly.

Eileen looked up at him with a defiant look and didn't blink. She then felt a weird sensation and turned her head reluctantly towards Kim. Her eyes went wide open and then he aimed the gun that he was holding in his hand directly at her head...then he pulled the trigger.

TBC…


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