Hey guys I have been itching for three days to write this so I'm just going
to start. I usually make you wait a week but this week I can't resist!
"Oh another thing, your former fiancée is getting a little too close to this," His bossed ordered evilly. "It's time to put her out of commission."
Disclaimer: I do not own them even though that would be a load of fun.
This really is chapter 12
Joe excused himself from the room and went in search of the proper place for his plan to come through. He didn't have long. He had to leave for New York in a few hours.
He passed by the swimming pool and then thought better of it. He had watched her just the other day do lap after lap of the freestyle. She definitely would get in their and do laps. He wanted them to talk.
After a moment the young detective passed by the cafeteria and thought better of it because they would probably opt not to eat. He had a hard enough time this morning to get them to eat. The first meal that he had actually seen Nan eat was after she had the fight with Ned.
He finally arrived downstairs where the gym was. Joe looked around the gym. 'This is perfect.' His cell phone rang at this time. "Hello."
"Joe where are you right now?" A voice asked over the phone.
"Bess nice to talk to you as well. If you're wondering where I am they are not here with me." Joe answered.
"Good I want you need to do something for me." Bess was trying to order him.
Joe chuckled. "I think I know what you want and I'm already on it."
"No wonder you're such a good detective. So you're working on a way to get them together. How are you planning on doing it?" Bess's voice became excited.
"Well I just found a gym." He answered hoping that she would get the idea without having to explain anything to her.
"Oh very good." Bess squealed.
"I can't guarantee that this will work." Joe reminded her.
"At least it will get Nan to eat. Even if it doesn't work." Bess calmed down a little.
"That will only work if they spar." Joe commented.
"They will. Nan can't resist getting in a good spar with anyone. The head detective once made the mistake of challenging her and told her not to hold back. That was the biggest mistake he could ever make. He won't challenge her anymore." Bess chuckled.
"I imagine." Joe thought about the fight that she had with Ned.
-In the room-
In the hotel room Frank was tossing and turning from the same night mare that he had on the plane. The only difference was that Nancy was falling instead of Callie.
Nancy came out of the bathroom ready to go to the gym. She saw him tossing and turning. "Frank." She paused waiting for him to wake up. She tried several things before she finally leaned over his head and pecked his cheek.
Frank shot up at the contact nearly knocking her off the bed. He caught her from pure instinct. "Nan?" he asked with a look of disbelief. "I thought you had been killed." There were tears in his eyes.
She gingerly wiped the tears off his face. "It's okay Frank. I'm here right now. I'm safe in your arms."
He didn't let her go. He pulled her closer toward him and kissed her with passion and fear of losing someone else that he loved.
Nancy was a little surprised but returned the kiss with the same passion and the instinct that he needed this.
"See I'm right here. Come on maybe you can bread out a sweat in the gym instead of over a nightmare." She kissed him and waited for him to change.
-Joe-
Joe walked into the room to find Nancy already dressed for a work out and sitting on his and Frank's bed. "Hey Nancy." He sat down beside her.
"Hey Joe." She was kind despondent at the moment.
"What's wrong?" He asked afraid of knowing the answer.
"Oh nothing." She answered.
Frank came out of the bathroom at the time. "Ready Nan." He inquired.
"Yeah." She responded.
'At least I didn't have to find a way to get them down there.'
-In the gym-
Nancy and Frank arrived at the gym. There was no one in there at the time. Nancy began with warm ups on the mats while Frank started on the bike. He watched as Nancy gracefully pulled off some back flips and started to do some complicated martial arts moves. 'No wonder she's so good at that.'
"Want to spar?" Frank asked.
He was in fighting position in moment. "Do I have a choice?" She joked.
"Nope. It's been too long since I've had a good spar." Frank gave a small grin.
"Alright." She shrugged.
There were a few minutes of intense battle between the two. "You want to tell me what you're dream is about?" She questioned as she sent a roundhouse kick toward him.
"No not really." He commented as he dodged her kick.
"Why Frank?" She insisted as she flipped back keeping him from coming into a low kick.
"Don't hold back Nan." He challenged.
"Why would I hold back?" She acknowledged the challenge.
-Joe-
Joe watched through the door. The intense fight between the two was enough to keep everyone out of the gym. 'She's holding back. I know that she wasn't with Ned.' He observed silently.
-In the gym-
The fight in the gym became more intense and neither was breaking out a sweat.
"Frank you need to talk. You're losing sleep." Nancy saw that he had his left open and she took the opportunity to send a kick there.
"What about you? I think that there is only one night that either of us has slept." He retorted.
"How about if you talk about your dreams and I will tell you about mine?" Nancy raised her eyebrows at him.
"That'll work." He sent a kick toward her stomach and missed barely.
"Did you think that I wouldn't be able to dodge that?" She was behind him. She sent him a kick toward his back.
-Later in the hotel room-
Joe had just finished packing the rest of his clothes. "Are you two ready for this?" He asked.
"We have to be." Nancy answered.
"I'll see you guys in a couple of days." Joe told them. "Hopefully."
"Don't worry we'll see you at Bess's wedding." Frank smiled at his brother.
"You two get some sleep. You will need it." Joe ordered them returning his brother's smile.
-At the Fairchild mansion-
"How are you getting this information?" Eugene looked at Mr. Fairchild.
"An inside source." The answer was vague and not quite what he was looking for.
"Sir, you have a call on line one." His secretary spoke over the phone intercom.
"I'll take it." He informed her.
"This is Fairchild." He had a bad feeling about this call.
"Sir it's Nightcrawler. Your detectives are in danger." Nightcrawler hung up the phone. _ _ _
Okay guys that's the last of this chapter. You know the drill. You have to give me an honest review!
"Oh another thing, your former fiancée is getting a little too close to this," His bossed ordered evilly. "It's time to put her out of commission."
Disclaimer: I do not own them even though that would be a load of fun.
This really is chapter 12
Joe excused himself from the room and went in search of the proper place for his plan to come through. He didn't have long. He had to leave for New York in a few hours.
He passed by the swimming pool and then thought better of it. He had watched her just the other day do lap after lap of the freestyle. She definitely would get in their and do laps. He wanted them to talk.
After a moment the young detective passed by the cafeteria and thought better of it because they would probably opt not to eat. He had a hard enough time this morning to get them to eat. The first meal that he had actually seen Nan eat was after she had the fight with Ned.
He finally arrived downstairs where the gym was. Joe looked around the gym. 'This is perfect.' His cell phone rang at this time. "Hello."
"Joe where are you right now?" A voice asked over the phone.
"Bess nice to talk to you as well. If you're wondering where I am they are not here with me." Joe answered.
"Good I want you need to do something for me." Bess was trying to order him.
Joe chuckled. "I think I know what you want and I'm already on it."
"No wonder you're such a good detective. So you're working on a way to get them together. How are you planning on doing it?" Bess's voice became excited.
"Well I just found a gym." He answered hoping that she would get the idea without having to explain anything to her.
"Oh very good." Bess squealed.
"I can't guarantee that this will work." Joe reminded her.
"At least it will get Nan to eat. Even if it doesn't work." Bess calmed down a little.
"That will only work if they spar." Joe commented.
"They will. Nan can't resist getting in a good spar with anyone. The head detective once made the mistake of challenging her and told her not to hold back. That was the biggest mistake he could ever make. He won't challenge her anymore." Bess chuckled.
"I imagine." Joe thought about the fight that she had with Ned.
-In the room-
In the hotel room Frank was tossing and turning from the same night mare that he had on the plane. The only difference was that Nancy was falling instead of Callie.
Nancy came out of the bathroom ready to go to the gym. She saw him tossing and turning. "Frank." She paused waiting for him to wake up. She tried several things before she finally leaned over his head and pecked his cheek.
Frank shot up at the contact nearly knocking her off the bed. He caught her from pure instinct. "Nan?" he asked with a look of disbelief. "I thought you had been killed." There were tears in his eyes.
She gingerly wiped the tears off his face. "It's okay Frank. I'm here right now. I'm safe in your arms."
He didn't let her go. He pulled her closer toward him and kissed her with passion and fear of losing someone else that he loved.
Nancy was a little surprised but returned the kiss with the same passion and the instinct that he needed this.
"See I'm right here. Come on maybe you can bread out a sweat in the gym instead of over a nightmare." She kissed him and waited for him to change.
-Joe-
Joe walked into the room to find Nancy already dressed for a work out and sitting on his and Frank's bed. "Hey Nancy." He sat down beside her.
"Hey Joe." She was kind despondent at the moment.
"What's wrong?" He asked afraid of knowing the answer.
"Oh nothing." She answered.
Frank came out of the bathroom at the time. "Ready Nan." He inquired.
"Yeah." She responded.
'At least I didn't have to find a way to get them down there.'
-In the gym-
Nancy and Frank arrived at the gym. There was no one in there at the time. Nancy began with warm ups on the mats while Frank started on the bike. He watched as Nancy gracefully pulled off some back flips and started to do some complicated martial arts moves. 'No wonder she's so good at that.'
"Want to spar?" Frank asked.
He was in fighting position in moment. "Do I have a choice?" She joked.
"Nope. It's been too long since I've had a good spar." Frank gave a small grin.
"Alright." She shrugged.
There were a few minutes of intense battle between the two. "You want to tell me what you're dream is about?" She questioned as she sent a roundhouse kick toward him.
"No not really." He commented as he dodged her kick.
"Why Frank?" She insisted as she flipped back keeping him from coming into a low kick.
"Don't hold back Nan." He challenged.
"Why would I hold back?" She acknowledged the challenge.
-Joe-
Joe watched through the door. The intense fight between the two was enough to keep everyone out of the gym. 'She's holding back. I know that she wasn't with Ned.' He observed silently.
-In the gym-
The fight in the gym became more intense and neither was breaking out a sweat.
"Frank you need to talk. You're losing sleep." Nancy saw that he had his left open and she took the opportunity to send a kick there.
"What about you? I think that there is only one night that either of us has slept." He retorted.
"How about if you talk about your dreams and I will tell you about mine?" Nancy raised her eyebrows at him.
"That'll work." He sent a kick toward her stomach and missed barely.
"Did you think that I wouldn't be able to dodge that?" She was behind him. She sent him a kick toward his back.
-Later in the hotel room-
Joe had just finished packing the rest of his clothes. "Are you two ready for this?" He asked.
"We have to be." Nancy answered.
"I'll see you guys in a couple of days." Joe told them. "Hopefully."
"Don't worry we'll see you at Bess's wedding." Frank smiled at his brother.
"You two get some sleep. You will need it." Joe ordered them returning his brother's smile.
-At the Fairchild mansion-
"How are you getting this information?" Eugene looked at Mr. Fairchild.
"An inside source." The answer was vague and not quite what he was looking for.
"Sir, you have a call on line one." His secretary spoke over the phone intercom.
"I'll take it." He informed her.
"This is Fairchild." He had a bad feeling about this call.
"Sir it's Nightcrawler. Your detectives are in danger." Nightcrawler hung up the phone. _ _ _
Okay guys that's the last of this chapter. You know the drill. You have to give me an honest review!