Assignment: Joey Potter

Chapter 31

Author's Note- Yeah-of course- I know my story is dragging, and dragging, and dragging, and dragging. I think you get my point so I thought I will try to limit my story a bit.

Thanks To: Everyone especially my nosy cousin who reads them and makes fun of them.

"I think I memorized it all. I know everything I have to do!" Joey announced proudly. After 2 weeks of practicing and broken sleep, they were finally going to finish this and have the performances of their life.

"Good Joey." Peters said happily but still tiredly. He had also had extreme nervousness of this whole business.

"So we have this showdown tomorrow night?" Joey asked again for the thousandth time that evening.

"Yep. remember we have to be very careful when we do this raid."
"Of course." demanded the head of the police department, Mr. Welling. Startled by his sudden appearance, Joey jumped and ran over to Pacey, who was only 3 feet away from her.

"I'm sorry to scare you Ms Potter but I have to speak to you for a brief moment." She looked surprised but walked over to Mr. Welling.

"Yes, Mr. Welling?" She asked a little bit intimidated by him.

"Would you step over there with me?"

"Yes Sir."

"Please. Call me Chris."

"Okay Chris." She repeated her greeting.

"Now. I want to warn you, not that Mr. Peters hasn't already, that you are risking your life. Now if you want you can still back out." His gruff voice was filled with compassion for this young woman who had to go through so much.

"Mr. Welling - Chris-- I know what I have to do. I'm not quitting this until he is under captivity."

"Very well. You are one brave woman." He commented to her as his left.

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Only three hours until the Showdown, Raid, Bust, Sting, whatever you wanted to call it. Pacey was as scared as a cow who was staring at a slaughterhouse in line for its killing. He was scared that something was going to happen to Joey. He needed her in his life. She was his air.

"Pacey. What should I wear?" She came out of the closet with nothing much on, holding up two outfits. One white with red collar and one blue with white collar.

"What do you like the best?" She asked.

"Blue."

"Good choice."

"I try." He returned grinning.

"Ha ha ha." Sarcastically. That was always her response

"Why do you even have to pick a cute outfit?"

"Well, If I have to seduce. Let me seduce wonderfully and wearing a cute outfit." She teased. "And if I'm going to capture a serial killer, let me be remembered for the wearing the stylist outfit in town.

"Ha" Dryly was his tone in reply.

"Wish me good luck."

"Luck!"

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Bessie had spent a pleasant day in the company of Wayne. They went to the movies, then the park, and then out to a late lunch. She thought she was falling in love with him. The only problem was that Joey detested him. The only other thing wrong with the events of the day----Joey didn't tell Bessie that she was capturing Breath.

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Breath had been a bit nervous. He was at the Beth house. He was safe from the bust. The cops were after the Sand's house. He had phoned Joey Potter earlier telling her that he had Lucy. Lucy was an old friend of Joey's. He had indeed had no clue where she lived nor did he have her. Joey was going to surrender to David. Finally he was going to have her. Beat her. rape her. strangled her. chop her. Anything he wanted. Then after that business was done. He was after his wife. And the same cycle of death for her. For Joey though, He demanded his men to stay away with this one. He said he deserved to have her all by himself.

And that-he believed-was coming true tonight.

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To Be Continued........

Now remember... I killed off Joey in one story of mine. I could do it again in this one. I could kill Pacey off in this police raid as I did before.... I could kill Breath....But what fun is that? I could kill Bessie....It's fun to kill off minor characters. Or I could kill off ................ Find out who will live or die in next chapter of Assignment: Joey Potter.....................