Personal Note: Thanks everyone out there for all the encouragement and thanks for the
others who send me hate mail- it just balances everything out! :P. Thanks to Jessica who
must have put some kind of spell on me to keep on writing. Thanks to her and DAG.
Love you girls too much! Once again, my apologize, this is not beta-ed.

Meaning of Love

By the untalented JOxER

Chapter 5.- three days later.

Jake McEntash drove the blue rental car as Lawrence sat in the passenger seat, giving the
driver directions.

"Will you two shut up!" Lawrence said as he yelled at the back passengers. Richard
Doran and his girlfriend were making to much noise as the two made out.

"I can't believe we are doing this! Why not leave this fucker alone and give us our
money! The whole damn world is looking for us and even with the new looks and our
fake id's, we can still be recognized!" Jake said as he made a right turn.

"I explained it all..besides. no one recognized us here; we got this car with no problem
didn't we? I said I would give you guys double if you help me out." Lawrence said as the
van stopped at the two-story house…. 'So this is your new place' Lawrence said as he
put on his black gloves. Jake did the same thing and let Richard climb in the driver seat.

"Doran, when we finish this, I expect you to be ready to drive us out of here and not
having sex with your slut." Jake said.

"Who you calling a slut razor? I helped you guys in the first place!"

"Shut up Christy. You know you are.. I have the pictures to prove it." Jake said, as he
knew she was the town's slut. Christy shut up and sat in the passenger seat as Lawrence
got out of the rental car.

"You ready Wolenczak?" Jake said as Lawrence opened the trunk and pulled out his
supplies.

"I have been waiting for this moment for 16 years!" Lawrence said as they made their
way into the house. Lawrence noticed the black sport car parked in the driveway and
knew his victim was inside, probably sleeping. Jake made his way to the back door and
checked the lock. The door was not locked.

"Must be a really nice neighborhood." Jake said as he opened the door and let Lawrence
in first.

"Alright. You get the house ready, I will go upstairs." Lawrence said as he handed Jake
the supplies he was carrying. Jake nodded and smiled, 'just like old times' Jake thought
and started down to the living room.

Lawrence made his way upstairs and pulled out the knife he had in his pocket. Lawrence
opened the first door and saw his victim, asleep in endless blankets. Lawrence smiled as
his victim turned and sighed in its sleep. Lawrence made his move quick and jumped on
the lying sleeping figure. His hands quickly went towards his victim's mouth, as he
knew the person was going to scream. Lawrence smiled as wide blue eyes meet his.
Lawrence showed his blonde haired victim the knife and let it glide over its cheek. The
blue eyes went wider and muffled screams were being heard. Lawrence smiled more
when he brought the knife to the victim's ear.

"You started this…" Lawrence said as he plunged the knife to his victim's ears and sliced
its throat to the other ear. Lawrence took his hand off its mouth as the blue-eyed figure
tried to scream. No use, no scream came out of the ruptured throat. Lawrence smiled as
his victim's hands went up, trying to stop the bleeding but it was useless, within seconds,
the body would be as dry as a bone. Lawrence smiled as Jake came into the room. Jake
nodded that everything was ready and Lawrence bent down and gave the blonde a kiss on
the forehead. Jake and Lawrence went down the stairs and exited the house. Jake lit a
match to turn on his cigarette and handed a camel to Lawrence. Lawrence took one and
lit it too. Now, Jake saw the burning match and threw it into the doorway of the back
door. The door caught on fire quickly and so did the rest of the house. Lawrence and
Jake both ran towards the car and entered the back seat. Doran was about to start the car
when Lawrence told him to stop and he got out of the car.

"What are you doing Wolenczak! The cops will be here soon!!!" Jake yelled at
Lawrence.

"WAIT! I got to see it burn! Burn mother fucker.. Burn." Lawrence said and watched
the house be engulfed in flames. Jake exited the car and began to pull Lawrence back
into the car.

"COME ON FUCKER! Or else we will burn out here too! Those damn gas tanks will go
any minute now!." Jake said, as he knew the cops would be here soon. It's a nice
neighborhood; the cops must be a mile down the road. Jake thought.

"Ok, Doran, lets go." Lawrence said as he got back into the car.

"Good thing I am not part of his family." Christy said as she saw Lawrence looking back
at the burning house. Doran was also taken back, there was so much anger in this man,
and lets just hope that what he did for his freedom was also not going to cost him his life.

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Nathan was tossing and turning as he dreamt that Lawrence was in the house. Nathan
woke up as he saw, in his dreams that Lawrence was near his bed. Nathan quickly
scanned his room and saw that there was no one there. Nathan sighed as he began to get
up from his bed. It was 3 o clock in the morning and somewhere in the world, Lawrence
was out there- free and well. Nathan thought as a cold shiver went down his spine.
Nathan went down stairs and on the last step he heard some noises coming from the
kitchen. Still jumpy after his dream, he went around and grabed the first object he could
find, a vase, and headed towards the kitchen. Nathan kept hearing the noises and he was
about to turn the corner that lead him into the kitchen when he came face to face with the
intruder. Nathan raised his vase higher and was ready to strike when the intruder
screamed.

"AHHH!!!" Lucas yelled as he dropped his glass and the gallon of milk, that he was
carrying, on the floor when he turned the corner and came face to face with his dad.

"Lucas. Oh my god kiddo, you scared me." Nathan said as he lowered the vase down and
set it near the table.

"You got scared!" Lucas said as he bent down to pick up the broken glass and the
undamaged plastic gallon. Nathan went to the kitchen and picked the remaining pieces of
glass with a broom and a dustpan.

"I'm sorry Lucas. What are you doing up?" Nathan said as he picked up the last glass
and followed Lucas back into the kitchen.

"I couldn't sleep. I.. I had a nightmare and I was also hungry…" Lucas said as he put the
broken glass in the trashcan.

"Me neither." Nathan said as he went to the cupboard and pull out 2 glasses. "Mine if I
join you?"

"No. I am glad to have some company." Lucas said as his dad handed him the cold milk
and went to the dinner room. Nathan made his way to the pantry and pulled out the
Hershey's Chocolate milk powder and made his milk chocolate. Nathan sat down near
Lucas and Lucas gave him a weird look.

"How did you get chocolate?" Lucas asked.

"Huh? Oh.." Nathan smiled as his secret was relived. "I love chocolate milk… and
well…"

"You have some instant don't you?"

"Yeah.. in the pantry.." Nathan said as Lucas went back into the kitchen and grabed a
spoon and the powder chocolate. Lucas sat himself back in the dinning table. He opened
the container and poured nearly half the powder into his glass.

"That is the reason I don't give you that stuff! You don't leave any for me!" Nathan
complained.

"Yeah yeah yeah.." Lucas said as he mixed the milk with his spoon and smiled as his
milk turned into a deep black chocolate. He drank some and then, poured some more
powder into the glass. Nathan got up from his chair and took the container from Lucas
hands. Lucas raised his eyebrow and grinned at his dad and put his glass down. Lucas
began to get from the table and crossed his arms. Nathan got the hint and also began to
get up from the table.

"If you want it, come and get it." Nathan said as he placed the container on the living
room end table. Lucas half smiled as he made his move to the container. Nathan let
Lucas wrestle him down but at the end, Lucas was pined on the floor being tickled by his
dad.

"Stop!" Lucas yelled, at the same time laughing, as he tried to get up from his dads grasp.
Lucas managed to tickle Nathan back and was caught off guard when Lucas wiggled free.
Lucas reached for the container of chocolate when he was pulled back by a hug and back
on the floor. Again, Nathan was tickling him like crazy and this time, Lucas was crying
too hard to even try to get out.

"NATHAN!" Kristen yelled from the top of the stairs. Nathan quickly got up from Lucas
only to be rewards by the teen knocking him to the floor and Lucas was now tickling him.

"LUCAS!" Kristen yelled again and this time, she was heard. Lucas and Nathan both got
up from the floor and went to the end of the stairs. "What do you think you two are
doing? Its 4 o'clock in the morning and you two are hear playing around! I heard Lucas
screaming to Stop and what do I find.. you two running around playing!" The two started
to laugh. "What is it? You think this is funny!" Kristen said as she tighten the rope
around her bath rob and began to go down the stairs.

"Lucas, run!" Nathan said as he began to run from the evil Kristen Westphalen. Lucas
laughed as he ran towards the living room and Nathan to the kitchen.

"Get back here you two! Oh! MEN!" Kristen said as she stopped in the middle of the
stairs and headed back to her room. Nathan peeked out of the kitchen and Lucas did the
same.

"Its safe to come out Dad." Lucas yelled

"Thanks kiddo." Nathan said as he started to head towards the dinning room. Lucas also
did the same and on his way, he got the container of chocolate milk and poured the rest
into his glass.

"Thank you Kristen" Lucas said as he drank the sugar chocolate milk in one gulp.

"You got lucky kid!" Nathan said. Before Lucas could respond, a familiar beeping
interrupted the two. "Not again!" Nathan said as he went to the study room and answered
the vid phone. "Yes." Nathan said as he saw his friend in the screen. Lucas followed his
dad and took a seat next to him. Nathan put his hand on Lucas shoulder and gave him a
small supportive squeeze. "Good Morning Bill."

"Nathan. Damn I don't know how to say this to you and Lucas."

"Just say it." Nathan said, knowing when ever his real talkative friend had trouble finding
words, it must be very bad.

"Cynthia Wolenczak, Lucas your mom.. She's dead." Lucas gasped as he heard his
words. Millions of questions enter Lucas mind- how, why who, where, but he couldn't
get his voice to do the talking.

"Bill.. um." Nathan started, also having trouble finding the words.

"Her house burned down Nathan. The police found her body; it was a cover up for a
murder Nathan. She was murdered. The investigators say the house was drowned out
with gasoline and the fire started from the outside. The house was totally destroyed
before the fire department arrived. Nathan, they have no suspects."

"It was Lawrence! It had to be him! DAD!" Lucas yelled as he got up from his chair and
went running back to his room.

"Bill. I'm sorry but.."

"Yes, go. Go!" Bill said as he ended the connection and ended the call. Nathan ran
upstairs to Lucas room. Nathan's heart broke when he found Lucas crying on his bed.
Nathan went to his son and sat near the crying teen.

"Lucas. I am so sorry."

"Why are you sorry?" Lucas said between sobs. "She wasn't even a good mother."

"Come on Lucas."

"She wasn't. She was just a stranger to me…" Lucas began to cry harder. "Just a
stranger.. but it still hurts! Why. Please dad, why did he did this." Lucas cried.

"Lucas, you don't know…"

"He did it! He did! I know he did…" Lucas said as he began to sit up from his bed. "He
did it to Matthew and now my mom… I loved her once… maybe I still do… its all my
fault…" Lucas said as Nathan pulled him into a hug once again.

"No its not. Lawrence is just a sick bastard, none of this is your fault." Nathan said as he
held his son in his arms. "Lucas, we are going to get this son of a bitch and put him back
in jail where he belongs." Lucas hugged his dad a little tighter and with in minutes, fell
asleep in his dad's arms. Nathan lowered Lucas down on his bed and pulled the covers
over him. Nathan sat there in Lucas bed until he was sure the teen was not going to wake
up soon. Nathan ran his hand through his hair. 'Damn. Lucas could be right, it could
have been right about Cynthia's death but he couldn't jump to conclusions. Though he
was going to take precautions. Nathan turned to see a crying Kristen standing in the
doorway. Nathan went to hug her desperately and comforted as well. The two couple
went down the stairs and sat in the dinning room table.

"Nathan, I just heard… Oh my god. Who's Matthew?" Kristen asked as she wiped the
dried tears off her cheek. Nathan began to repeat the story that Lucas had told him and
Kristen gasped. "Lucas may be right Nathan…" Kristen said as Nathan began to get up
from the table. "What are you doing?"

"I can't say that Lawrence is responsible for her death… but that is not going to stop me
from protecting Lucas even more." Nathan said as he went to the study room and
connected a call. He needed to get some security devises in his home and maybe he
should get someone else to stay with Lucas. 'Lucas is not going to like this..' Nathan
thought as the caller picked up the call.

"Yeah? Can't you see people are trying to sleep at this hour.."?

"Ben, I am sorry to wake you… I need you to do me the biggest favor I have ever asked
from you."

"Sure Captain, anything you want." Ben said as he rubbed his eyes to full awake.

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HAHAHAHA!!! Did you think that Lawrence killed Lucas in the beginning? LOL!!!!
Sorry, that was evil of me.. Thank you! HAPPY HOLIDAYS!