Disclaimer: I don't own Tarzan (except maybe in my dreams - key word: maybe) So don't sue me!k? k.

Just incase u didn't kno:

*** is change in scene

*~*~* is change in POV

'this is thoughts'

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"this is speaking"

On with the chapter!!!

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The kiss was hot and passionate, tasting of cinnamon and dark nights. The girl pressed her body tight against his and they stood their like that, connected at the lips, until John regained his senses.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Just thanking my savior - and there's plenty more thanks where that came from, sugar." answered the heavily made-up young woman. She was dressed from head to toe in tight black silk, which left nothing to the imagination.

"I do not understand your way of saying thanks." Tarzan said confused. ' why is this girl pressing her lips to mine?'

"You don't have to understand it hun - as long as you like it." she said, "By the way, I'm Rebecka, struggling actress." 'this guy is weird - he doesn't seem to care that I am downright gorgeous or that I'm coming on to him - maybe he likes the sweet as sugar type.It's worth a try.' "Whats your name?"

"Ta- John, my name is John."

"Is there anyway I can thank you John? Anything at all?"

"Do you know who that man was? Did you see his face?"

"Uh - no, I didn't." ' still no reaction?'

John stood still for a moment, considering the possibilities. Suddenly his eyes lit up - he knew just how to solve both his problems. Take Rebecka to Jane and let Jane question her, then go after the guy. Jane would be happy to have a lead and he wouldn't have to deal with the odd women in front of him. Also, he might be able to find out where that guy went. He moved quickly, picking up Rebecka and climbing up onto the roof. In just moments they were speeding across the rooftops and sailing across alleys.

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Jane had just walked into her room and started to get ready to go back to bed when her window shot open and two bodies tumbled into the building. In a flash she had her gun ready and pointing at them. Then she realised it was John - with a young woman. Her eyes narrowed and grew perceptively colder as she took in the woman's appearance.

"John, what are you doing? You cannot just barge in here like that - and shouldn't you be at your aunts?"

"I found her," he said, pointing at Rebecka, " being attacked by that man."

"By the Critic?" Jane asked carefully. ' A lead! Finally a lead! He won't get another one!'

"yes."

Rushing over to the young woman, who was seemed to have fainted,she helped her up. After placing her on the bed with a cold compress, she turned to ask John where he found her - only he had yet again disappeared, only an open window showing he had ever been there at all. 'where'd he go now? He can't just leave me like this I need him! I mean I need to know more about what happened. I didn't mean I need his long, tan, buff arms to hold me and for him to help me celebrate and maybe even kiss me. Wait, I did not just think tht. God! I'm acting like a schoolgirl with a crush!Get ahold of yourself Jane!"

Hearing a moan she turned to the bed and looked at the figure lying there. She seemed oddly familiar for some reason. Bending over her, Jane looked at Rebecka.

"Rebecca? Wake up, I need to ask you a few questions ok?"

Opening her eys one at a time, Rebecka gasped and said, "Jane Porter?!?"

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And thanks to: Lynn41 and Stinky Stan for reviewing, glad you guys liked it!