"We're going to have to keep our eye on you, Chris. Ben wants revenge,
he's at a point where he'll do anything to get it." The angels, Bosley,
Anthony, and Chris Holmen were sitting in the agency.
"It's ok by me, as long as you do the watching." Chris said to Dylan who was sitting next to him . Anthony, who was sitting on the other side of Dylan, wrapped his arm around her, then glared at Chris.
"You'll have to stay in the guest room in the lab, hope you don't mind. Hey Alex, you got a phone message." Bosley said, kind of giving Chris a nasty look.
"Oh? From who Bos?" Alex asked getting up from the small chair resting by the couch.
"Guess,(pause) Jason. Your cell phone wasn't on. He said he wanted to meet with you for dinner tonight. That he'd pick you up at eight and to better be ready. That poor boy don't want to wait out side of that apartment while you fix your make up. I don't even get why you women wear make up. You can't look that bad." All three girls raised an eye brow at Bosley.
"Alright, I'll shut up now." Natalie smiled as she hugged Bosley's neck.
*****
"Hey honey. How was your day?" Jason had just picked Alex up from her apartment and the couple was now making their way to his car.
"It was fine, and how was yours? You still doing the Charlie thing?" Alex nodded with a smile.
"Um, I have something to talk to you about." Alex raised an eye brow.
"Oh, what about?" Jason looked really uncomfortable. Two things flashed into Alex's mind. He was probably either going to break up with her or ask her hand in marraige.
"Not now. When we get to the restaurant."
*****
The music blasted through the ten speakers in the large room. People jumped, danced, made out everywhere. It was just Dylan's kind of place. Now that she could remember, she remembered one of her favorite places. It was a small dance club, she'd forced Anthony into going. But she had to promise him one thing, a strand of her hair.
So now while she danced, she had a slight bald spot on her left side of her scalp. But atleast he was with her. He looked like he was having fun, well, almost.
"C..can we get out of h..here." Anthony said as loudly as his voice could go. But that wasn't loud enough for Dylan to hear him.
"Huh, what?" Dylan screamed into his ear, do to the fact that there was a speaker right next to them.
"Can we get out of here!" He tried to scream, but his vocal crods were still very fragile. Too fragile for rock music. He grabbed her hands and started pulling her to the doors, bumping into people as the walked through the building.
They almost made it out, if it wasn't for a rather large man standing by the door making out with some girl.
"Excuse me." Anthony said in his high/deep voice. The man turned to him, gave him a nasty look, then went back to what he was doing.
"Can we get past?" This time the man turned around, left his "girlfriend" by the door and started slowly backing Anthony up into the crowd.
"Oh, you wanna get past me skinny boy? Well you ain't gonna." He pushed Anthony's right suit pocket. Dylan could see Anthony's face getting red, with anger. She knew that Anthony could kill this man in a second, but she hoped nothing would start. Wait, what was she saying.
"Look Beevus. Get out of the way." Dylan yelled at the man. The man looked even more mad.
"Hey, shut your woman up before I do something to her." Dylan raised an eye brow as she folded her arms.
"Oh, yeah? Hey, is that your head or did your neck throw up?" The man looked really mad now.
"I'm going to kill your date, then I'm going to start on you." Well, Dylan could see Anthony wasn't going to take any of this crap. Anthony punched the guy so hard, that when the guy hit his head against the wall beside him, it left a dent.
Then Anthony grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the building before "Beevus" woke up.
"Hey, I'm sorry about that. I..." Anthony hugged her when they got out of the building, Dylan was a bit surprised by his action, but hugged him back. When Anthony pulled back, she could see tears in his eyes.
"Anthony?" Anthony just shook his head then grabbed her arm and pulled her to the car waiting by the curb.
He was silent for a couple of minutes as he wiped away a tear from his right eye. Dylan didn't say anything, afraid to what his responce would be. But she knew she had to talk sometime.
"Are you alright. I mean, I'm sorry about what happened back there." Dylan said quickly, thankful to get it out of her mouth. Anthony pulled the car over, then turned to her.
"I...I... don't want you to get hurt again." He actually started tearing again. Dylan hugged him, wondering exactly what Anthony was feeling. She had never had someone feel this way for her.
"Anthony, nothing's going to happen. I'm with you now." Anthony shrugged his head no.
"Thu..the amnesia ha..happened with me. I..I... cause you pain." Dylan gave him a sypathetic smiled as she shook her head no.
"You're the only thing that has kept me alive, I would of died from Shamus if you hadn't saved me. You saved me from the car crash. You could of left me there." Anthony hugged her again. He ran his hand through her soft, clean hair. He smelt it before pulling back one last time.
"Dy..Dylan. Would you marry me?" Dylan's eyes got huge. The thin man had just asked for her hand in marriage.
"If..if you would. I'd keep you safe. Yo...you would make me the happiest ma...man alive." Anthony gave her one of his boyish smiles, still with a slight tear in his eye. Dylan smiled as she swept the tear away that had made it's way down his cheek.
"I..I....."
Writer note: I know, I'm being evil. A cliff hanger,ooh, I'm evil. Well, review me and find out what happens...
"It's ok by me, as long as you do the watching." Chris said to Dylan who was sitting next to him . Anthony, who was sitting on the other side of Dylan, wrapped his arm around her, then glared at Chris.
"You'll have to stay in the guest room in the lab, hope you don't mind. Hey Alex, you got a phone message." Bosley said, kind of giving Chris a nasty look.
"Oh? From who Bos?" Alex asked getting up from the small chair resting by the couch.
"Guess,(pause) Jason. Your cell phone wasn't on. He said he wanted to meet with you for dinner tonight. That he'd pick you up at eight and to better be ready. That poor boy don't want to wait out side of that apartment while you fix your make up. I don't even get why you women wear make up. You can't look that bad." All three girls raised an eye brow at Bosley.
"Alright, I'll shut up now." Natalie smiled as she hugged Bosley's neck.
*****
"Hey honey. How was your day?" Jason had just picked Alex up from her apartment and the couple was now making their way to his car.
"It was fine, and how was yours? You still doing the Charlie thing?" Alex nodded with a smile.
"Um, I have something to talk to you about." Alex raised an eye brow.
"Oh, what about?" Jason looked really uncomfortable. Two things flashed into Alex's mind. He was probably either going to break up with her or ask her hand in marraige.
"Not now. When we get to the restaurant."
*****
The music blasted through the ten speakers in the large room. People jumped, danced, made out everywhere. It was just Dylan's kind of place. Now that she could remember, she remembered one of her favorite places. It was a small dance club, she'd forced Anthony into going. But she had to promise him one thing, a strand of her hair.
So now while she danced, she had a slight bald spot on her left side of her scalp. But atleast he was with her. He looked like he was having fun, well, almost.
"C..can we get out of h..here." Anthony said as loudly as his voice could go. But that wasn't loud enough for Dylan to hear him.
"Huh, what?" Dylan screamed into his ear, do to the fact that there was a speaker right next to them.
"Can we get out of here!" He tried to scream, but his vocal crods were still very fragile. Too fragile for rock music. He grabbed her hands and started pulling her to the doors, bumping into people as the walked through the building.
They almost made it out, if it wasn't for a rather large man standing by the door making out with some girl.
"Excuse me." Anthony said in his high/deep voice. The man turned to him, gave him a nasty look, then went back to what he was doing.
"Can we get past?" This time the man turned around, left his "girlfriend" by the door and started slowly backing Anthony up into the crowd.
"Oh, you wanna get past me skinny boy? Well you ain't gonna." He pushed Anthony's right suit pocket. Dylan could see Anthony's face getting red, with anger. She knew that Anthony could kill this man in a second, but she hoped nothing would start. Wait, what was she saying.
"Look Beevus. Get out of the way." Dylan yelled at the man. The man looked even more mad.
"Hey, shut your woman up before I do something to her." Dylan raised an eye brow as she folded her arms.
"Oh, yeah? Hey, is that your head or did your neck throw up?" The man looked really mad now.
"I'm going to kill your date, then I'm going to start on you." Well, Dylan could see Anthony wasn't going to take any of this crap. Anthony punched the guy so hard, that when the guy hit his head against the wall beside him, it left a dent.
Then Anthony grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the building before "Beevus" woke up.
"Hey, I'm sorry about that. I..." Anthony hugged her when they got out of the building, Dylan was a bit surprised by his action, but hugged him back. When Anthony pulled back, she could see tears in his eyes.
"Anthony?" Anthony just shook his head then grabbed her arm and pulled her to the car waiting by the curb.
He was silent for a couple of minutes as he wiped away a tear from his right eye. Dylan didn't say anything, afraid to what his responce would be. But she knew she had to talk sometime.
"Are you alright. I mean, I'm sorry about what happened back there." Dylan said quickly, thankful to get it out of her mouth. Anthony pulled the car over, then turned to her.
"I...I... don't want you to get hurt again." He actually started tearing again. Dylan hugged him, wondering exactly what Anthony was feeling. She had never had someone feel this way for her.
"Anthony, nothing's going to happen. I'm with you now." Anthony shrugged his head no.
"Thu..the amnesia ha..happened with me. I..I... cause you pain." Dylan gave him a sypathetic smiled as she shook her head no.
"You're the only thing that has kept me alive, I would of died from Shamus if you hadn't saved me. You saved me from the car crash. You could of left me there." Anthony hugged her again. He ran his hand through her soft, clean hair. He smelt it before pulling back one last time.
"Dy..Dylan. Would you marry me?" Dylan's eyes got huge. The thin man had just asked for her hand in marriage.
"If..if you would. I'd keep you safe. Yo...you would make me the happiest ma...man alive." Anthony gave her one of his boyish smiles, still with a slight tear in his eye. Dylan smiled as she swept the tear away that had made it's way down his cheek.
"I..I....."
Writer note: I know, I'm being evil. A cliff hanger,ooh, I'm evil. Well, review me and find out what happens...
