Chapter 18: A Visitor

The rider was furious. She hadn't come back from school and like any normal parent the rider was worried; until it dawned on her where her child had gone. How she knew where to go was beyond her but the rider would let her go. She was a royal little spoiled bitch and the rider would be happy to be free of her. Besides, it meant she could invite more of her friends over without having to worry about her.

Spinelli was in a happy mood. She had gotten her last paycheck and still had a couple of weeks before the term started. Gretchen had asked her to go shopping with her that afternoon for maternity clothes even though Gretchen was only a month along. But girls being girls and Spinelli being herself blew most of her pay on new clothes that she hope would help. Having spent most of the afternoon shopping and having some time with Gretchen Spin was feeling better then she had in a long time.

Well Spin was feeling that way until Gretchen and herself were approached by a woman that was dressed in all black tight fitting leather. The woman was Asian; jet-black hair, dark slanted eyes and light complexion gave it away. The woman walked straight up to Spinelli and stood there looking her up and down as if to size her up. Spinelli not know what this lady wanted but also not one to back down did like wise.

Physically they weren't much different. Perhaps a slight advantage in bust size to the mystery woman but Spin could tell she was the taller and slimmer of the too. Finally the woman looked up at Spinelli and Spinelli looked down at her using her height advantage.

"I can see why he took you in. He always liked Asians but I'll warn you now. Jet only loves his daughter; you're just this month's toy so he can get out his tension since he won't come to me. So just take your money and leave. Besides…" The woman grabbed the back of Spinelli's head with one hand and pushed her lips hard against Spinelli's.

Spinelli was too shocked and disgusted to react at first but it only took a moment for her to start fighting off this weird lesbian that was kissing her in the middle of the street. Fortunately Gretchen and Spinelli had chosen to walk home and no one was on the small path through the park that they were on. That meant Spin could kick this woman's ass for kissing her.

It took a few tries to get away from the leather-clad bitch as Spinelli had dubbed her. She was far stronger then she appeared to be. And Gretchen wasn't much help, too stunned to do or even say anything for once. Once Spinelli was free from the clutches of the lady Spin retaliated by throwing a strong left hook but hit nothing but air. Spin blinked. She normally was a good hitter but a few feet away the woman was walking calmly away from her and Gretchen.

"You're a feisty one." The woman laughed. "No wonder he likes you. You must be one of the few who can wear him out!" Laughing the woman walked over to a black motorbike, got on and was gone.

"What was that all about?" Gretchen said finally over coming her initial shock.

"No idea. We don't know this Jet person so I'm guessing she thought I was someone else and got the wrong person." Spin said thinking out loud.

"Well let's get home before we ponder this further. It's getting late."

The rest of the walk was uneventful. Normally the girls were the first ones home but since they had gone shopping they the lasts one home. Well almost. It was only 5:30 in the afternoon and TJ didn't get home from wherever until around 6:00. So the girls came home to a house of guys lounging in front of the TV. The girls went upstairs to put their things away in their respective rooms but not without Gretchen giving a kiss to Vince. Spinelli went up the stair well as fast as possible to avoid seeing or hearing the kiss. She was happy for those two but it just made her feel jealous at the same time. They had been friends and now were lovers. A really nice arrangement that had worked for them; why wasn't it working out for her?

After about 20 minutes of sorting out and arranging her new clothes in her closet Spinelli headed downstairs. Gretchen was in Vince's lap in one of the chairs, Mikey and Gus were both on the couch, and all were watching something on TV. Spinelli went to sit down in another chair and join them in viewing what looked like and sounded like the news, but it was hard to tell since the sounds of cooking in the kitchen clashed with the commentary being given by the news anchor.

A few minutes pasted before Spin took another look around the room. It was a Friday, the gang's take out night, but the sounds and smells of a meal being made were drifting into the living room from the kitchen. None of the guys could cook to save their lives; Vince had Gretchen in his lap, Mikey and Gus were arguing about something or other and TJ wasn't due home for another five minutes or so if not later. So that left Gretchen and herself to be the ones doing the cooking but if she wasn't in the kitchen and Gretchen was in Vince's lap…

"Guys, who's cooking?" Spin asked the group.

They all looked at her and all of them seemed to blink at the same time as if realizing for the first time that she was sitting right there. "I though you were cooking" was the four said as one. Then all heads turned to the kitchen. Someone was in their house and they didn't know who.

TJ was tired. Another day done and all he had to do was to get the place furnished and tell all the utilities to hook him up to the respective networks and he could live there. But now was not the time to think of that. TJ was worn out and he needed a six hours sleep. Maybe he could go and catch her at school tomorrow where she would be way from that terrible woman of a mother. Unfortunately she was hell bent on keeping her away from him so TJ knew he had to see her whenever she wasn't around. TJ laughed softly to himself. Him with all that power and influence and he couldn't even see the people he wanted to without having to be sneaky about it.

TJ walked home as he normally did. Wearily TJ walked up the drive as the sun was setting, 6:00 on the dot, his normal return time. TJ pause when he got to the door. There was a small pink sticker on the door of a heart. That hadn't been there before and as far as TJ knew Gretchen and more Spinelli specifically had out grown those ages ago. And unless one of the guys had suddenly turned gay and been made in charge of the decorating that sticker could only mean one thing. A smile reached TJ's lips. Then he heard it, that sweet youthful voice ring through his head; "HI DADDY!"

Evil I know but I felt I have kept you all in the dark long enough about one thing. More mystery to come but first the answers to the questions I know you all will have. Reactions please as always and thank you all for reviewing. I believe I have 70 on this fic, a personal best, and I hope between the lot of us, we can tip the 100 mark. Well shielas and mates, good day to ya, and plus the button.