The Heart's Diva Chapter 15: A Crashing Performance, an uc: undercover fanfic

Chapter Fifteen

Jake's mouth covered Minya's in a staged kiss that looked intimate to the casual observer. He thought about removing his earpiece, the noise that surrounded his teammates, not to mention the threat from Frank, was a little distracting, but he tuned it out to concentrate on his performance.

The curtain opened on the lovers as Jake, his bare back and chest visible to the audience, rolled off his mate to lay contentedly on his back. His lover sat upright, holding the sheet to her breasts, revealing her bare back.

Minya reached up to her ear and folded the mic in place as the guitar and keyboards began to play. She faced the audience.

Minya: Is love so fragile...
and the heart so hollow
Shatter with words...
impossible to follow

She turned her head slightly as if talking to Jake

You're saying I'm fragile...I try not to be
I search only...for something I can't see

I have my own life...and I am stronger
Than you know

She turned fully in the bed, the sheet wrapping around her waist, only revealing her bare back to the audience. She faced Jake and placed her palm to his cheek.

But I carry this feeling
When you walked into my house
That you won't be walking out the door
Still I carry this feeling
When you walked into my house
That you won't be walking out the door

Her hand traveled from his cheek to his shoulder as he sat upright in the bed.

Lovers forever...face to face
My city or mountains
Stay with me stay
I need you to love me
I need you today
Give to me your leather...
Take from me...my lace

Jake took her hand in his and kissed it briefly.

Jake: You in the moonlight
With your sleepy eyes
Could you ever love a man like me?

And you were right
When I walked into your house
I knew I'd never want to leave
Sometimes I'm a strong man
Sometimes cold and scared
And sometimes I cry

He held her hand to his chest.

But that time I saw you
I knew with you to light my nights
Somehow I'd get by
First time I saw you
I knew with you to light my nights
Somehow I would get by

He pulled her against him as he lay back with her head pillowed against his chest.

Jake & Minya: Lovers forever...face to face
My city or mountains
Stay with me stay
I need you to love me

Minya:                         I need you today
Jake:                           Give to me your leather
Minya:                         Take from me...my lace

Minya supported herself on an elbow to look upon Jake's face

Jake & Minya: Lovers forever...face to face
My city or mountains
Stay with me stay
I need you to love me

Minya:                         I need you today
Jake:                           Give to me your leather
Minya:                         Take from me...my lace

Take from me...my lace
Take from me...my lace

Minya lowered her head to kiss her lover as the audience applauded loudly and the heavy curtain started to fall over the stage. She saw Jake's eyes open wide as something above them caught his attention. "Look out!" he shouted as he shoved Minya bodily off him and onto the stage floor.

Minya hit the floor hard with a decided "Umph". She looked up to see one of the stage lights crashing down toward the bed that Jake still laid in. "Jake!" She screamed.

"Frank, up in the catwalk," he yelled as the heavy light crashed downward.

Donovan, Monica and Alex ran toward them, not realizing the curtain had never completely closed over the stage and the audience was watching the latest attack on Minya with horror.

Jake managed to dive out of the bed just as the monstrous light hit, smashing down with such force, it collapsed the legs of the bed onto itself.

Minya crawled around the bed on her stomach to get to Jake. She had hurt her hip in the fall and could not get up on her own. "Jake, are you all right?" she asked just as the others knelt down beside him.

"Yeah," he said, gasping for breath.

"Hey, you aren't nekkid," Alex observed.

Donovan gave Alex a sideways glance before noting that Jake wore shorts and Minya wore a sleeveless, backless flesh colored body suit and he had absolutely no idea how in the hell it was fastened onto her body. He made a mental note to ask her later.

"Up on the catwalk, Frank." Jake repeated with a groan as he sat up.

Donovan looked up to see movement above. "Alex, take the left side."

"I'm on it!" she yelled, kicking her heels off and taking off in a dead run backstage.

She hesitated at the ladder long enough to rip half the skirt off her gown to be able to climb. She hoped whomever the gown belonged to would understand.

Donovan headed right but hesitated when he heard the loud applause and ooh's and ahh's from the audience. He glanced at the large number of people as he ran off stage and climbed up to the catwalk. He wondered vaguely how anyone would want to put themselves on display. He shook off the thought as he reached the top of the ladder and made his way along the catwalk.

He could hear movement at the back of the theatre. Alex's voice caught his attention. "Don't move! Government agent!" He hurried along the catwalk in time to see a figure dressed in black; his head covered with a ski mask.

"I'll shoot!" Alex warned, edging closer to the figure.

"You'll have to," said a voice muffled by the ski mask, lunging toward the agent.

"Alex!" Frank yelled.

His voice distracted Alex's attacker, causing his foot to catch on the wire that supported the catwalk, tripping him and sending him over the edge. Alex lunged for him, hoping to stop his fall, but missed his hand by less than an inch.

Donovan reached Alex's side just as the stalker hit the hard stage below, a few feet from where Jake was standing holding a horrified Minya in a comforting embrace. Security surrounded them and the fallen attacker, who was now lying in a pool of his own blood, as the stage lights dimmed and the houselights came up and people were ushered from the theatre.

Donovan followed Alex down the ladder and they hurried back onto the stage. He took a badly shaken Minya into his arms when he reached Jake's side. They were joined by Dalton and Sashka, who brought Jake and Minya's robes to them. Donovan thanked her as he wrapped it around the diva.

"Who is it, Frank?" Minya whispered.

"It's time to find out, Diva," he answered and nodded to Monica.

Monica knelt and pulled the mask from the head of the stalker. Everyone just stared, mouths agape.

To be continued...