There are more chaps to come..I repeat..more chaps to come.

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" I understand that but they are not going to give up that easy!!" A balled fist slammed into the door and sent its hinges rattling. It was non other that McKayla the fierce, not giving up in the verbal battle going on between her and Abberline for the past three hours of discussion on his current options.

The heat of the banter left McKayla in nothing but a tattered corset and slip, the usually gentile Inspector with nothing but a loosened tie, opened vest and trousers.

" They." the blonde said icily, inferring the freemasons. " Lets call them 'pricks' for our purposes, have their claws dug into the both of us." She lifted up her hair and fanned the nape of her neck, all the while Fred watched as a smile tweaked his lips.

" Watching our every move, every word, every fevered breath." She whimpered and sat down across from Abberline. Seeing a flickering candle et eye level, she frowned.

" Its like bloody Hades in here." The experienced of the two in such investigative matters stated matter of factly, the only words escaping his lips other than 'yes' and 'indeed'.

" For damn sure." McKayla blew out the candle, sending a swirl ghost of smoke in the air and the rest of the room drenched in shadows and lit by only one last candle.

" You don't have to seek her out, I can do it for you. I can find Mary and the baby, let them know…fix your mistake." Her voice was soft, but it stung Abberline more then the harshest of words.

The last candle was blown out.

"Abberline?"

"Fred. Its Fred, love."

" So what say you, Fred?"

" There is no mistake."

" Oh you say that now buster but-" a match was struck and she gasped seeing Fred's face inches from her own, and a match between their faces casting a frightening aura around them.

" But?" He inquired rather coyly.

" But you don't know your fate. I do And-." she almost replied.

" Hurry love, times running out." His mock tone was saucy as he played his little game, the one McKayla couldn't figure and left a confused look on her face.

The match smoldered and he struck another.

" Exactly. You die if you don't listen to what I'm saying." Unsure if those words escaped her lips, she watched the flame flicker its umber glow in Abberline's deep chocolate eyes.

" I've listened. And. You've spoken, an awful lot at that. So I beg of you stop fretting, for I've solved the problem." The match died and they were encompassed in darkness, yet she knew he was smiling.

Hesitant hands brushed past her jaw line and delved into her hair as Fred's face approached closer, his hot breath felt on her chest as he delicately kissed her neck.

" Well." McKayla squeaked and twitched a little as his two hands went to work, outlining her curves and his lips leading a trail down her chest. " I'm not frettING." Her voice heightened and she giggled some as his curled hair tickled her neck.

As abrupt as the contact started, it ceased and McKayla looked utterly shocked.

" Ok bad. Touching good. Good, see?" She reached out for Abberline but she only grabbed his vest, which he gladly maneuvered out of, all the while laughing boyishly.

She hopped up as the bathroom door was opened sending a streaming light in, she just stood and slowly made her way over when suddenly the door slammed shut in her face.

The only thing between her and Johnny Depp was a thin piece of wood and she wasn't giving up that easy.

" What? Was it me?? Do I smell??" Her feet pitter-pattered over to it and she slapped the door once. " This is SO not cool, pal."

McKayla was in a way glad that Inspector abberline was hiding, he was safe and that was her goal.

To keep him safe.

But boy oh boy did she want some hot Inspector ass.

She knocked with her knuckle after hearing some peculiar sloshing sounds.

" Hey I'm happy your in there. Locked up cause your scared of me, a girl!!" She emphasized 'girl' and he finally responded with a chuckle, and her knees went weak.

Pressing her cheek against the door, she faked a sniffle. " What a pity too, such a hot…ok literally hot, but also sexy young female right out side your door…"

" That's it! I'm spent! Fine. Play your games." Crossing her arms, she huffed and puffed a storm. " At least your not off chasing dragons." she mumbled.

" Its open." His words were soft and breathy, but she heard them and despite her eagerness, she slowly turned the knob and shuffled in backwards keeping her back to him.

" Where's your solution, Guy-whom-knows-" she was too tired to be witty. " the solution!"

" Right here. Although you have to do one very difficult task that you must complete in order to obtain such information. And these are orders straight from the newly promoted Inspector." He said sternly, making McKayla whip around to see Abberline sitting in a steaming brass tub, leaning foreword.

Now she was truly spent as the swoon factor hit the roof. Her face flushed as the blood rushed to her head, yet she still wasn't able to speak.

" Come and get it." He cocked a brow.

She saluted and he returned a silly grin as she undid one piece of lace from her corset. " … Well then I guess its my civil duty."



She patiently untied the ties of the corset top, silently cursing the 1800's and its awful fashion fads which made shagging very hard when your all hot and bothered as she now was.

For the first time all night, she was scared. An actual look of intimidation on her soft features as Abberline just leaned back in the tub eyeing her and watching with an attractive air of arrogance as he enjoyed the 'show'.

Seconds later all the knots where undone, but she held the corset pushed up against her breasts, making their milky white outline bulge even more than usually.

A sight Fred adored as his gaze went from her trembling lips down her stomach and lingered around her belly button.

" I'm not scared." McKayla blurted out and then rolled her eyes, mouthing the very noticeable. " Fuck." That formed on her lips.

" I am." Fred replied, standing up causing a cascade of warm water to come rushing down his tanned body. " I want this. Not a woman by the ocean or a houseful of children. You. This."

All articles of McKayla's clothing slipped off in one fail swoop and she approached Fred there standing in the tub in complete silence.

" You have impeccable negotiation skills."

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Its not over folks… there's smut ahead for all you pervs out there so keep throwing me those reviews..and YES I ACCEPT THE BARGAIN. *wink wink*