~Bennett House~

Kay: (Comes back 15 minutes later) Hey everyone! Sorry it took so long. Simone was having some problems with her homework.

Sam: That's okay sweetie.

Kay: Thanks Daddy.

Grace: Are you ready to eat now?

Kay: No thanks Mom. I already had a piece.

~Next Day 9:00 a.m. Park~

Reese: Where is she? I knew I shouldn't have come here.

Ivy: (Coming up behind Reese) Sorry I'm late. Were you waiting long?

Reese: No I just got here myself.

Ivy: Okay. Are you ready?

Reese: For what?

Ivy: To go shopping of course.

Reese: Shopping?

Ivy: Yes. And you'll need contacts and of course a hair cut.

Reese: Haircut? What's wrong with my hair?

Ivy: (Ignoring him) And we'll need to work on your personality.

Reese: Look I don't have any cash on me.

Ivy: Don't worry about it!

Reese: But…

Ivy: It's on me. (Starts walking to the parking lot. When Reese just stands there she shouts back) Are you coming or not? (Walks up to her car.)

Reese: (Comes running) I'm here. Whoa, is that a Corvette Convertible?

Ivy: Yeah.

Reese: This is your car?

Ivy: Of course. I never leave home without it!

Reese: How can she afford one of these?

Ivy: (Dangling the car keys in front of him) You want to drive?

Reese: No. It's much too expensive. What if I crash it?

Ivy: I have tons of these.

Reese: Tons? No I couldn't.

Ivy: Suite yourself.

~20 minutes later. Mall~

Ivy: First things first. Let's get you some contacts. (Walk into a Pearl Vision)

Sales Person: May I help you?

Ivy: Yes. I would like to get my friend over here some contacts.

Sales Person: Right this way.

Ivy: Come on Reese.

~15 minutes later~

Sales Person: They'll be ready in an hour. Will that be Visa or MasterCard?

Ivy: Visa. (Hands Sales Person her card.)

Sales Person: Thank you Mrs. (Pause) Crane!

Reese: Crane!

Ivy: We'll be back in an hour. (Walks out of the door)

Reese: I'm so sorry Mrs. Crane. Look you don't have to take me to anymore places…

 Ivy: (Laughs) Stop babbling. If I didn't want to help you I wouldn't have gone through all of this trouble. And call me Ivy.

Reese: Okay Mrs… I mean Ivy.

Ivy: Now. Let's go get that haircut.

~3 hours later. Food Court~

Ivy: Wow he looks better than I thought. I never knew that contacts, a haircut, and some new clothes would make someone look this different.

Reese: Ivy…Ivy

Ivy: Huh… What?

Reese: I just wanted to say thank you.

Ivy: Oh, you're welcome. Now you remember what I told you to say and how to act around Kay.

Reese: Yeah.

Ivy: Good.

~Crane Library~

Alistair: You fool. Sheridan has been almost murdered by a French Drug Cartel hitman.

Julian: What?

Alistair: And the FBI is going to hire Luis to be her bodyguard.

Julian: How do you know about this?

Alistair: I have my ways.

Julian: But they can't stand each other. He would turn down the job.

Alistair: They're not going to let him choose.

Julian: (Goes up and gets a brandy.)

Alistair: Put down that brandy! I need you sober for this!

Julian: How did you…

Alistair: We've already been over this! Need I repeat myself! We need to keep Sheridan from telling Luis about what she thought he said or they'll know that we hired an imposter.

Julian: No. I got it. But Sheridan's way too stubborn to tell Luis anything.

Alistair: She's weak and if Luis stays persistent then she'll crack.

Ivy: (Listening in the hall) how could they do such a thing to their own flesh and blood? I've got to tell Luis and Sheridan! 

Alistair: Go find that wife of yours and make sure she doesn't cause any more trouble!

Julian: You want me to kill her?

Alistair: Make it look like an accident and Julian.

Julian: Yes.

Alistair: Don't screw up! (Hangs up the phone.)

Ivy: I need to get out of here! (runs up to her room. Grabs her purse.) No they could track my credit cards. I need cash.(Grabs a handful of cash.) Now for clothes I need to have a new and different look. I need to blend in with the locals. (Throws on some of the maid's clothes; a short black miniskirt, a low cut sleeveless red shirt, and black high heels. She also lets her hair down. ) I look like I'm going to a bar.

Julian: (Calling through the door.) Ivy dear, are you in there?

Ivy: Julian! Shit! (Climbs out of the window and cuts her leg on the ledge climbs onto a tree and then climbs down the tree.) Now where do I go and how? Well if I look like I can go to a bar then I might as well. But how do I get there? He would track my car if I took and one of his. So I guess I'll 'borrow' one of the maid's cars.

~Ivy's Room~

Julian: She could be in there hiding. (Breaks down the door and then the doorbell rings.) Who could that be? And where the hell are the maids. (Answers the door.)

Sam: Hello Julian.

Julian: Sam.

Sam: Is you wife here?

Julian: I'm afraid not.

Sam: Do you no where she is?

Julian: No. Why?

Sam: Do you mind if I look around?

Julian: Go right ahead. Shit!

Sam: (Goes upstairs to Ivy's room. With Julian right behind him.) Why is the door knocked off its hinges and the blood on the windowsill?

A/N: Thanks for reviewing those of you who did! It's highly appreciated. Please review and tell me if you would like me to post another chapter or not! Hope you enjoyed and thanks again! Please review! Sorry about the weird mess-ups my computer just wasn't cooperated!

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