~@~@ Finally Ch.9
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John had thought he was seeing things, and then when he confirmed it was her he prayed it was a bad dream, but she was there standing over Mac threatening her like a coward. " Get away from her and get the hell out."
" John, it's a pleasure to see you again." Kristen stared hungrily at the man before her. John Black was as attractive as when she first saw him, and the gray at his temples made him look sexier then ever before. " I'm afraid I can't do that."
" The hell you say." John walked into the room and grabbed her arm dragging her outside in the lobby just as Chloe and Patrick came in. " You are never allowed near Mac."
" John what's wrong." " Who this woman?" Chloe watched the blonde through narrowed eyes, she looked harmless, but John wouldn't be this angry if she was, and he was furious. The woman should have been dead, the cause of death was John hard unyielding stare.
" Ah Mrs. Chloe Lane Black." Kristen took a moment to size up the object of Philip's obsession, and she had to admit the woman was stunning. Although she could see the goodness in the young woman's eyes that made her too good for either Kiriakis or her deceased step-son Christian. " You must be Patrick O'Neil." The man beside Chloe was everything the file said he was, he looked efficient and yet a little deadly. " I'm Machiavelli's Step- Mother, Kristen Blake DiMera."
" Her name isn't Machiavelli, and I doubt she'd want you telling be people that you're related." The last name cemented an immediate dislike for the woman. Mac's golden rule rang in her head, ' Anyone that ties themselves to the DiMera's in anyway, is an enemy, and you shot first and ask questions later' .
"Ignore her Chloe, Kristen is leaving and not coming back here ever." John started walking with her to the elevators when she snatched her arm away, and snapped her finger. A large man in all in black appeared from around the corner and stepped in front of her.
" You're wrong John. " Kristen opened her coat removing a stack of paper. " I think this goes to you." Kristen threw to Chloe. " I am claiming my rights as Machiavelli's only loving relative."
"No, this is wrong." Mac stared at the scene in shock. Kristen couldn't be here, she was lost, presumed dead, and she shouldn't be here.
" Well well, perhaps Kristen was stronger then I thought." Stefano watched Kristen and John exchange deadly glares, while his granddaughter sank into a chair not believing her eyes. " Look at her taking charge in that age old DiMera fashion."
" You see Mackenzie, you're needed." Hank sat down next to her and forced her to watch the scene.
" You can't do that." Chloe stared down at the papers and back at the woman she had come to hate in such a short time. The papers sated that the woman going as Mackenzie Red Wolf was legally Machiavelli DiMera, and as so Kristen was claim guardianship of her comatose stepchild. " Patrick?"
Patrick steeped forward and took the documents mentally reminding himself to have someone run a check on the women. " This will make a nice paper airplane, cause that's all it's good for." He threw the paper at the bodyguard , and pointed toward the elevator. "The woman in there is legally Mackenzie Red Wolf, and has no legal ties to you or the DiMera's, may I suggest you go back to where you came from or take a long walk off a short pier."
" So charming, makes me wonder what my daughter sees in you." Kristen took the papers form the body guard, and gave a final look toward the hospital room." I'll be back, and this isn't over, I want what I'm owed."
Kristen sauntered into the elevator with her bodyguard, and smirked when she realized who she had just past. " Marlena lovely to see you."
~~ Philip picked up the ringing phone already in a bad mood. " What!"
" Hello to you too, what bug bite you."
" Nothing." God he hated his parents, Austin is sitting in a prison cell for several charges that would have him in prison for years to come, and still his brother is some how better them him. He couldn't seem to win for losing. " Tell what's happening."
" Kristen arrived at the hospital and pissed off everyone within a two mile radius." There was laughter in the voice.
" Very Good." " I'll be unreachable for a few days, playing my part, we need to just let this thing ride out." "Don't forget your job, and I'll contact you when I need to." Philip hung up the phone and smiled, finding Kristen Blake was intelligence, but Jason Masters was a stroke of luck. His old friend had been a vengeful and cruel in high school, hopefully his recent run in with Brady had brought back the old Jason. The man he met during the Mac incident had been too nice, and a basic doormat, for the plan forming in his head he needed his old pal and running back to win the game.
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Jason checked the area for the fifth time before taking out his cell phone. " It's me."
" What did you find?"
" Unfortunately I just got word that a woman claiming to be Kristen Blake DiMera just resurfaced in New York yesterday, she met with a lawyer to get guardianship of Mac." "I haven't found real proof that she is who she says she is, but if she is then she then she claim the DiMera fortune. "
" Which would make her a formidable enemy to Mac even if she wasn't unconscious." " Anything else?"
" I was greeted at the airport by some old classmates, Mimi and Philip." " Mimi was a little hesitant about welcoming me, and Phil couldn't welcome me fast enough." " I was even offered a job."
" Take it, and watch both of them, I'm not taking chances." " Watch my grandfather closely, and keep me appraised."
" Gotcha." Jason hesitates." How is she?"
Brady gives a heavy sigh. " Still unresponsive, but she's still alive, and it's Mac so there's always hope." " I'll keep you updated, but you understand why you can't see her don't you?"
" I know, I can't risk my cover." " I won't let you down." Jason returns he goodbye, and hang ups the phone and looks out the window. Somewhere in this small sleepy town was someone was someone looking to move up in the world, by target Mac and her friends. " I'll find you, and make you pay."
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John had thought he was seeing things, and then when he confirmed it was her he prayed it was a bad dream, but she was there standing over Mac threatening her like a coward. " Get away from her and get the hell out."
" John, it's a pleasure to see you again." Kristen stared hungrily at the man before her. John Black was as attractive as when she first saw him, and the gray at his temples made him look sexier then ever before. " I'm afraid I can't do that."
" The hell you say." John walked into the room and grabbed her arm dragging her outside in the lobby just as Chloe and Patrick came in. " You are never allowed near Mac."
" John what's wrong." " Who this woman?" Chloe watched the blonde through narrowed eyes, she looked harmless, but John wouldn't be this angry if she was, and he was furious. The woman should have been dead, the cause of death was John hard unyielding stare.
" Ah Mrs. Chloe Lane Black." Kristen took a moment to size up the object of Philip's obsession, and she had to admit the woman was stunning. Although she could see the goodness in the young woman's eyes that made her too good for either Kiriakis or her deceased step-son Christian. " You must be Patrick O'Neil." The man beside Chloe was everything the file said he was, he looked efficient and yet a little deadly. " I'm Machiavelli's Step- Mother, Kristen Blake DiMera."
" Her name isn't Machiavelli, and I doubt she'd want you telling be people that you're related." The last name cemented an immediate dislike for the woman. Mac's golden rule rang in her head, ' Anyone that ties themselves to the DiMera's in anyway, is an enemy, and you shot first and ask questions later' .
"Ignore her Chloe, Kristen is leaving and not coming back here ever." John started walking with her to the elevators when she snatched her arm away, and snapped her finger. A large man in all in black appeared from around the corner and stepped in front of her.
" You're wrong John. " Kristen opened her coat removing a stack of paper. " I think this goes to you." Kristen threw to Chloe. " I am claiming my rights as Machiavelli's only loving relative."
"No, this is wrong." Mac stared at the scene in shock. Kristen couldn't be here, she was lost, presumed dead, and she shouldn't be here.
" Well well, perhaps Kristen was stronger then I thought." Stefano watched Kristen and John exchange deadly glares, while his granddaughter sank into a chair not believing her eyes. " Look at her taking charge in that age old DiMera fashion."
" You see Mackenzie, you're needed." Hank sat down next to her and forced her to watch the scene.
" You can't do that." Chloe stared down at the papers and back at the woman she had come to hate in such a short time. The papers sated that the woman going as Mackenzie Red Wolf was legally Machiavelli DiMera, and as so Kristen was claim guardianship of her comatose stepchild. " Patrick?"
Patrick steeped forward and took the documents mentally reminding himself to have someone run a check on the women. " This will make a nice paper airplane, cause that's all it's good for." He threw the paper at the bodyguard , and pointed toward the elevator. "The woman in there is legally Mackenzie Red Wolf, and has no legal ties to you or the DiMera's, may I suggest you go back to where you came from or take a long walk off a short pier."
" So charming, makes me wonder what my daughter sees in you." Kristen took the papers form the body guard, and gave a final look toward the hospital room." I'll be back, and this isn't over, I want what I'm owed."
Kristen sauntered into the elevator with her bodyguard, and smirked when she realized who she had just past. " Marlena lovely to see you."
~~ Philip picked up the ringing phone already in a bad mood. " What!"
" Hello to you too, what bug bite you."
" Nothing." God he hated his parents, Austin is sitting in a prison cell for several charges that would have him in prison for years to come, and still his brother is some how better them him. He couldn't seem to win for losing. " Tell what's happening."
" Kristen arrived at the hospital and pissed off everyone within a two mile radius." There was laughter in the voice.
" Very Good." " I'll be unreachable for a few days, playing my part, we need to just let this thing ride out." "Don't forget your job, and I'll contact you when I need to." Philip hung up the phone and smiled, finding Kristen Blake was intelligence, but Jason Masters was a stroke of luck. His old friend had been a vengeful and cruel in high school, hopefully his recent run in with Brady had brought back the old Jason. The man he met during the Mac incident had been too nice, and a basic doormat, for the plan forming in his head he needed his old pal and running back to win the game.
~~
Jason checked the area for the fifth time before taking out his cell phone. " It's me."
" What did you find?"
" Unfortunately I just got word that a woman claiming to be Kristen Blake DiMera just resurfaced in New York yesterday, she met with a lawyer to get guardianship of Mac." "I haven't found real proof that she is who she says she is, but if she is then she then she claim the DiMera fortune. "
" Which would make her a formidable enemy to Mac even if she wasn't unconscious." " Anything else?"
" I was greeted at the airport by some old classmates, Mimi and Philip." " Mimi was a little hesitant about welcoming me, and Phil couldn't welcome me fast enough." " I was even offered a job."
" Take it, and watch both of them, I'm not taking chances." " Watch my grandfather closely, and keep me appraised."
" Gotcha." Jason hesitates." How is she?"
Brady gives a heavy sigh. " Still unresponsive, but she's still alive, and it's Mac so there's always hope." " I'll keep you updated, but you understand why you can't see her don't you?"
" I know, I can't risk my cover." " I won't let you down." Jason returns he goodbye, and hang ups the phone and looks out the window. Somewhere in this small sleepy town was someone was someone looking to move up in the world, by target Mac and her friends. " I'll find you, and make you pay."