A/N: Not much romance in this chapter, I'm just having this as a transition.

XIII
Teases and Taunts
Anthony and Dylan

Anthony woke up the next morning to find a slight pressure on his chest. He glanced down and saw that Dylan was laying her head on his chest. Knowing that he would not sleep anymore, Anthony lay as still as he could, listening to Dylan's slow breathing.

A few minutes later, the shrill sound of Dylan's cell phone woke her up. Without moving, she reached over and grabbed her phone off of the nightstand. "Hello?" she said sleepily. "Okay, Anthony and I'll be right in. She turned off the phone and sat up. "We need to get going," she said. Then she got up from the bed and went to her closet to get dressed.

Getting up, Anthony grabbed his jacket and tie from the ground before going to the guest room to change.

Dylan As we walked into the office, Anthony signed to me, "Do you have the note?"

"It's right here," I said, puling the note out of my jacket pocket. Inside the office, Alex and Natalie were already sitting on the couch in front of Bosley's desk.

"Hey Dylan," Natalie said as I sat down on the couch next to her. "What's that?"

"Another note from our friend 'J'" I said, handing the note to Natalie so she and Alex could read it.

"Whoever he is-" Alex started to say, when the phone on the desk started to ring.

"Good morning Angels," Charlie's voice said.

"Good morning Charlie," the three of us said back to him.

"What have you figured out so far girls?" Charlie then asked.

Alex and Natalie talked about what they had found out at the FBI office. When they were done, I told them about the Mission and Jaime Camden.

"That's not the whole story though," I said. "Yesterday afternoon I got that letter from 'J.' And it said we had three days to investigate until they would contact us again."

"He's taunting us," Alex said. "He must get satisfaction from the fact that he's tagging us along by letting us investigate him."

"Well we do know that 'J' has a violent side too," I said dryly.

"What are you talking about?" Natalie asked.

I pulled down the collar of my shirt and showed them the bruises on my neck.

"Oh my god, how did that happen?" Alex asked in a concerned tone of voice.

"I was leaving the Promenade with Anthony, when we got separated," I explained. "One of 'J's' thugs grabbed me and dragged me to an alley. Then he started strangling me."

"Why didn't you fight back?" Natalie asked.

"He injected me with some Kromain and that-" I started to say.

"Kromain! Is that right?" Alex asked. She looked past me and at Anthony.

He nodded and signed, "It was a very small dose though."

"Did you inject her with the Proxim when the aftereffects started?" Alex then asked.

Anthony nodded and signed, "Luckily the shaking wasn't too bad."

"Who stopped the thug?" Natalie asked.

"Anthony did," I answered.

"Thank goodness for that," Charlie said, a relieved tone in his voice. "Did this thug have a message Dylan?"

"He said that now we've only got two days to investigate 'J,'" I answered.

"Then you shall do so until out time is up Angels," Charlie said firmly. "Now Bosley, I understand that you were searching for Jamie Camden yesterday."

Bosley, who had been standing next to his desk, jumped slightly and fumbled with the keyboard on his laptop. "I looked through FBI records and there were about forty Jamie Camdens."

"Angels, I believe that our 'J' is likely to be one of those forty that Bosley has located for us," Charlie said.

"We can research each one of them to see if there's a possibility of them being our friend 'J,'" Alex said.

"Won't that take a lot of time?" I asked, not thrilled with the idea of research.

"It's all that we have to go on at this point Angels," Charlie said.

Later that afternoon, I found myself sitting at the kitchen table, my laptop in front of me. I had been looking through the fifteen Jamie Camdens that Bosley had found.

It was a very lengthy process and it took up all of my concentration. After I finally finished the last one, I picked up my phone and called Natalie. "Hi Nat, it's me," I said when she answered her phone.

"Oh hi Dylan,' Natalie said cheerfully.

"I'm guessing that you finished with your Jaime Camdens?" I asked.

"Yeah, every one had nothing to do with the Carmel Mission," Natalie answered. "What about you?"

"I just finished mine, and none of them was our 'J,'" I said.

"Well, since we've got the rest of the day off, how about Spike and I come over there and keep you company?" Natalie asked.

"What about Alex?" I asked.

"She was still working when I called her," Natalie answered.

"Okay. Well its fine with me, but don't forget that Anthony's here too," I said.

"That's all right, I'll be there in twenty minutes," Natalie said.

"Okay, bye," I said, and then I hung up the phone. Closing my laptop, I stood and stretched, wondering where Anthony was. I looked around the house before finding him practicing his fighting with his sword outside. I leaned against the window, watching as he practiced, studying his stature.

O'Grady and Emmers had been more buff and muscular. Anthony however was thin, but he had a lot of strength and was well-toned, and that was just fine with me.

When Natalie came to the house, Anthony had just stepped into the kitchen.

I went and opened the door for Natalie and was greeted by a flurry of licks on my face. "Spike!" I cried out, laughing. "Easy boy, easy!"

"He likes you Dylan," Natalie said, stepping into the house.

I rolled my eyes and set Spike, Natalie's one year old pug, on the ground.

With a high-pitched yip, the dog ran straight towards the kitchen, nails clattering on the wood floor.

I walked into the kitchen, and was surprised at what I was seeing.

Anthony was sitting at the kitchen table, but he was leaning over and petting Spike. There was a look of absolute contentment on Anthony's face as he looked down at the dog.

"Ooo, that's so sweet," Natalie whispered, coming up behind me.

I looked at the scene in front of me and smiled. Then I looked and Anthony and thought. "A sinner? Not anymore."