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7:00 PM Friday Night
"Alright, Alex and I are in position outside the house." Lara said, talking into her com piece.
"Perfect, I'm set up in a guest room on the second floor." Bryce said. Lara could hear typing over the com system. "Smoke, where are you?"
"In the garden. There are a few couples out here, but no one seems to notice me yet." Came the answer.
"Alright Hillary, drop us off here, I'll see you inside." Lara said into the com piece.
"It's show time." Alex muttered.
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7:24
"Bryce, check the cameras again." Lara muttered into the com piece.
"Lara, I've checked ninety times." Bryce sighed. "I can't find anything out of the ordinary."
"Look harder." Lara ordered.
"Yes, Lara." Bryce muttered as he obediently went back to checking the multiple security cameras.
"Bryce?"
Bryce whirled around, thinking he had been found. But instead, Smoke crept into the room.
"What are you doing here?" Bryce demanded. "You're supposed to be in the gardens."
"I know, but I got bored." Smoke shrugged. She slinked over to Bryce and slid into his lap, straddling his waist. "God, I want you." She smiled, kissing his lips. "It must be the skirt. I always feel like a slut when I wear a skirt." She murmured.
"Smoke, we can't." Bryce said. "Lara and Alex are counting on us."
"Come on, just a little bit. Lara and Alex won't miss us."
"No." Bryce said, firmly.
Smoke ignored him, kissing him harder and sliding her hand to his crotch. Bryce was helpless. Before he knew what was happening, Smoke pulled him onto the floor and unbuttoned his trousers.
On one of the screens, the mystery caller sipped his drink and smiled as he spotted Lara and Alex.
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7:26
"Mr. and Mrs. West?" An authoritative voice asked.
Lara and Alex looked up. "Yes?" They asked, in unison.
"Come with me please." A man in a black suit, wearing dark glasses asked.
"Who the hell are you?" Lara snapped, grabbing Alex's arm for support.
"If you want to see your daughter, then follow me." He said. Without any other option the two followed the man into a private room and up a flight of stairs.
"Bryce, are you getting this?" Alex muttered into his com piece. However, Bryce was getting head at the time and didn't hear Alex's words.
The man stopped in front of a closed door. "Wait here." He instructed. He walked down the empty hall and disappeared from site.
"Bryce!" Lara hissed over her com piece. "Bryce, come in, NOW!"
"Calm down, Lara." Alex said.
"Bryce, pick up the bloody com piece!" Lara shouted.
"Oh, Bryce is a little occupied at the moment."
Lara and Alex both spun around to see a man dressed in an entirely black suit, holding a cocktail.
"Who are you?" Lara snapped.
"That is not important." He answered.
"Hold on, what did you do to Bryce?" Alex asked, gripping Lara's arm to keep her from attacking the man.
"I didn't do anything to Bryce. The assassin I hired to keep him away from the cameras is doing all the work." He answered.
"Smoke?"
"Yes, I do believe you were friends once. It's a shame what money will make a person do, isn't it?" He asked.
"Smoke? Smoke betrayed me." Lara said, shocked that her friend would have turned her back on her so easily.
"Are you here for your daughter or not?" The man asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
"We're here for our daughter. But who are you?" Alex demanded.
"You can call me John."
"Doe?" Alex asked.
"No. But as I said before, my name is of no consequence."
"Fine, screw your name, where is Electra?" Alex snapped.
"She's in here." John said, motioning to the door in front of them. Lara gripped the gun that was concealed under her skirt, ready to strike if needs be. John opened the door and held it open for Lara and Alex. Both walked in, hands on their guns.
"Angel?" A young woman turned away from a large window that she had been looking at and turned her gaze towards the people who had just entered the room. 'John' walked in front of Lara and Alex, he embraced the girl and kissed her.
"Who are these people?" The young woman asked, turning towards Lara and Alex.
"Your parents, my love. They have come to collect you." He said, a slight smile coming to his lips.
"Electra?" Lara asked, helplessly.
Electra walked over to her mother, looking her over, noting how much she resembled Lara. She looked directly into Lara's confused eyes, the slapped her across the face.
Lara cried out, mostly from surprise. Alex grabbed Lara's arms, not knowing what else to do.
"Now, now, Electra." Angel laughed. "You shouldn't be so rude to her, just yet."
"That is not our daughter!" Alex shouted. "I don't know what the hell you're trying to pull, but this is total bullshit!"
"Really? And why can't I be your daughter?" Electra demanded, crossing her arms over her chest.
"First of all, our daughter is only a few months old." Alex snapped.
"Ah, that's where you're wrong." Angel said, interjecting before Alex could continue. "You see, Lara. There was more then one of those nifty little time travel triangles. This one is much better, since I have been able to bring Electra's future self into the present." He held his arm out, Electra taking it and kissing his cheek. "She is quite beautiful, isn't she?" He asked, Electra blushed and smiled.
"What did you bring us here for?" Lara demanded. "To wave this around in our faces? Or were you going to screw her in front of us?"
"Ah, so you did have those dreams." He smiled. "I just wanted you to see what your little girl has been doing while she's been away." Electra snickered.
Alex glanced at Lara. How the hell are we going to get out of this one? He thought.