"Home sweet home!" Mia sang as she ran up the steps. She put the key in the lock, but it wouldn't turn. "It's not opening," Mia turned round to Vince. "You sure you're using the front door, and not the back door?" he asked, as he looked at her key. "Yours is all scratched, use mine." He handed her his set of keys. She inserted the keys, but it still wouldn't turn. "What are you playing at Mia? Hurry up girl, I need the bathroom," Elly whined as she crossed her legs. "It won't turn," She whined back. Vince sighed and stepped up to the door, turning the key violently to the left, but again it wouldn't turn. "I'm gonna check the back door," Leon said, and headed round the back. They stood waiting at the porch and Jesse went to peer through the living room window. "Holy shit!" he cried out, and stepped back from the window. "What?" everyone said at once, and went to peer in the window. All the furniture had been tossed everywhere. Pictures were smashed, papers were everywhere, and the TV screen had a hammer through it. Leon came round the side of the house from the back. "Guys, you ain't gonna believe this - someone broke in to the house through the back door." "We believe ya dawg, take a look," Vince said and stepped aside and let Leon peer through the window. "Shit," he whispered. They went round the back and went through the broken back door. The kitchen units looked like they'd had a fight with axes, and lost. The microwave was dismantled. They separated through the house, looking in each room at the amount of damage done. Letty headed upstairs to what used to be her and Dom's room. As soon as she opened the door, his smell greeted her senses. For a few seconds she missed him, but then she remembered what he said to her in the hotel room. Everything he did was for power money and respect, and they were just his tools to get to the gold. Her clothes were thrown all over the place, some ripped to shreds. The mattress on the bed had been thrown up against the window, blocking the light. Shaking her head, she closed the door on her way out and went downstairs. Everybody's rooms where the same; clothes ripped and bleached, lamps smashed, mattresses overturned and furniture hacked to pieces. "Who the fuck would do this?" Vince growled. "I dunno, man," Leon said as he looked through the whole in the TV. "Trans. It's gotta be." "Nah, too quiet for the Trans. If they wanted us, they'd come to us, know what I mean?" Vince nodded. "Yo, V!" Jesse cried from the hallway. "Sup, dawg?" Vince replied. "Turn the fucking water off on the switch outside - quickly!" from the urgency in his voice, Vince hurried to the back door, and round the side of the house, switching the water off. Leon went into the hallway to see what was going on. "Fuck!" he cried. Jesse had opened the door to the basement, and found that the water supply had been messed with. The water was rising quickly, already reaching the middle of the wooden stairs. "What's going on?" Mia asked, coming down the stairs. She was speechless as she saw the water. Vince came back from outside, and looked through the basement door with the others. He too was speechless. ~~**~~** They turned the sofas back upright, only to find them in no condition to sit on. So, they ordered a pizza and sat outside. Leon and Elly had got first dibs on the swing seat on the porch, and the rest of the guys sat on the garden furniture set. They were talking and laughing as if nothing had happened. "Guys, what time is it?" Letty asked, trying not to yawn. "Almost half eleven." Elly replied looking at her watch. "Man, I'm fucked, I'm off to bed." She stood up, then sat back down again when she realized that they didn't actually have beds. "Oh," she said quietly. "Looks like another hotel job for us," Vince said standing up. ~~**~~** "What's up babes?" Leon asked Elly as she got out the passenger side of his Skyline. "Nothing," she said, and tried her best to smile. "Don't try and fob me off with that lame-ass 'nothing' excuse. Tell me what's wrong," he ordered gently, running his hands through her hair and massaging the back of her head. "It's just." She leaned back into his hands. "I hate spending so much time in hotels.I want to be with you in our own bed." She grasped the top of his jeans and yanked him towards her. "Like it used to be." she purred, before licking his bottom lip and grinning mischievously.