Title: The Plan

Part: 2

Author: Chantal aka Mala Website: http://my-dc.cjb.net

Rating: M

Spoilers: None

Summary: Jen forms a plan so she can leave her parent's apartment. Will it work?

Category: Jen/Drue

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. Author's Note: Please R&R

"Good God Jenny," Drue said as he let Jen into his mansion. "What happened?"

He led her into the kitchen since he had a living room full of people.

Jen sobbed as she sat down.

"He hit me. He told me to get out of his house," she cried.

Drue tried to get his head together as he brought Jen over a glass of water.

"This is Jeremy I take it?" Drue asked.

Jen nodded as she leaned forward and sobbed onto Drue's shoulder.

"I loved him so much," she moaned.

Drue rolled his eyes as he felt around in his pocked. Jen fell in love with a guy every week.

Every guy except for him.

He pulled out a small white pill and lifted Jen's head gently from his shoulder.

"This will help you," he said as she took it gratefully from him and swallowed it.

"I can't go back home," Jen said. "I can't live with them anymore."

"What else can you do Jenny?" Drue asked. "I'd love for you to stay here but my dragon mother wouldn't allow it."

Jen felt the pill start to take affect.

"It's okay, I'll think of something," she said softly as she ran a finger down Drue's cheek. "I love you. You're my best friend."

Drue smiled down at her and gave her a quick kiss.

"Let me get you cleaned up then you can join the party. We're playing quick shots," Drue said.

Jen smiled blissfully as she floated up the stairs after Drue.

~*~

Jen paced anxiously across the floor of the living room as she waited for Drue to arrive.

Her plan had to work; it just had to. She'd put in a lot of groundwork with Drue over the past week. She was pretty sure he was ready to give himself to her.

The doorbell rang and Jen hurried to answer it. She was wearing a gold halter-top and a black miniskirt. Her hair was piled on top of her head.

"Well hello," Jen said, pretending to be shy as she opened the door.

"You look beautiful," Drue said as he came inside carrying a brown paper bag.

"What's this?" Jen asked as she took the bag from him. "Oh, Merlot!"

"Only the best for my girl," Drue laughed and kissed Jen's cheek.

"And I have whiskey. Your favourite," Jen said as she led him into the living room.

Drue sat down as Jen brought in a couple of glasses and a bottle of coke. Drue began to pour white powder from a plastic bag into a straight line on the coffee table.

"Is this the good stuff?" Jen asked as she sat down.

Drue nodded as he passed her a small white stick. He leaned forward with his own stick and snorted up the powder.

"Argh!" he exclaimed as he shook his head.

Jen copied him and began to sneeze.

"Woo," she said as her head began to get fuzzy.

Drue poured them both a glass of the wine and they drank. Jen turned up the music on the stereo as she drank.

After having another glass of wine, Jen stood up and began to dance. Drue laughed at her.

"Come on Jenny. Let's go to the party. I'm ready for some fun," Drue said as he stood up.

Jen walked over to Drue and pushed him back against the couch.

"I have an idea of a different kind of fun," she said and began to kiss him deeply.

Drue kissed her back and began to grope at her. As he tugged at her top, Jen pushed his hand aside.

"Let's go upstairs," Jen whispered as she stood up and winked at Drue. Drue grinned happily as he followed her down the hallway.

~*~

Jen forced a moan from her lips as Drue kissed her stomach. Her eyes lit up when she heard a faint click from the front door.

Jen pushed Drue off her and jumped on top of him. She began to kiss and touch him as she heard footsteps on the carpeted stairs.

The bedroom door was pushed open and an angry voice called out.

"What's going on here?" Jen's father boomed as he stood at the open doorway.

Drue immediately pushed Jen off him and struggled into his jeans. Jen wrapped the blankets around her.

"Daddy," Jen whined as Drue pulled on his shirt.

Drue looked absolutely petrified.

"Drue get out of my house and don't come back," Mr Lindley said angrily.

Drue nodded and ran out of the apartment without looking back.

"You young lady can get dressed. Be downstairs in half an hour," he said as he walked away.

Jen smiled to herself. This was it; she could feel it. It was her ticket out of this damn apartment.