{Author's notes: When I originally got the idea for the woman in the parking lot, the person that I saw in my mind as that character was Rebecca Budig from All My Children. So, when it came time to name said woman, I decided to go with a derivative of the name of a certain character that she used to interact with quite frequently (unitl he took an ill-fated trip to a waterfall) as sort of a joke...Of course, this fact isn't really that important to the story and feel free to visualize who you want as the woman. Just thought I'd put it here for anyone interested.}
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Chapter Three: The Strange Bedroom
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Feeling himself land on some sort of soft object, Danny groaned as consciousness slowly returned to him. His eyes were slow to function again, but the senses of touch and hearing came back immediately to the tall, brown-haired man. The only sound heard in the room, besides his own groaning, was the one of footsteps on a hardwood floor leading away from him.
"Thanks again, guys." the woman from the parking lot said in a cheerful tone. Remembering the petite, brown and blonde haired woman, Danny wondered who she was and what she wanted from him. She had referred to him as an assignment. What did that mean? "I would have never gotten him back up here by myself."
"No prob." one of the aforementioned guys replied as another man was heard chuckling.
"Just remember to keep your hands off of him." the chuckling one said as Danny started to get a blurred image of where he was. "The Prof will be wanting pretty boy to be able to think straight, and not be hung up on some hot chick." Hearing the man say the Prof, Danny realized that the Professor had to be involved with this somehow.
"Thanks, Griffith." the woman replied as Danny's vision cleared. He was lying on a queen-sized bed covered with dark, satin sheets. A small table lamp on a dark wood nightstand near the bed was the only light in the darkened room. The door to the room was across from the bed, and as he got to an elbow, Danny could see the woman from the parking lot shutting the door.
"So, you're awake." she commented as she walked back over.
"Who are you?" Danny questioned as the woman sat down next to him. "What do you want from me?"
"Hmm." the woman smiled as she seductively reached under Danny's shirt and massaged his chest. "I doubt that you're clueless as to what a woman would want from you. I've heard that you're quite the ladies' man, Mr. McCoy." Feeling her hand around the button of his pants, Danny finally decided to stop the woman in her tracks. As he wrapped his hand around hers, she promptly let go with a sigh. "However, it's my boss that wants you. I was just assigned the task of getting you." Her brown eyes surveyed him. "I hope I didn't hurt you too bad, but I didn't think you would come willingly."
"I've been through worse." Danny assured with a smile as he thought about the time he had gotten shot in the leg. He raised an eyebrow at the mystery woman. "So, who's your boss?"
"You'll know him when you meet him." the woman smiled back.
"That doesn't tell me a whole hell of a lot." Danny said a bit disappointed. That fact wasn't exactly comforting either as he wasn't exactly short on enemies besides the Professor. He sat up fully and leaned against the headboard. "Speaking of not telling me a whole lot, what's your name?"
"Leah." the woman replied.
"Leah what?" Danny inquired.
"That's all I can tell you for now." Leah smiled as her cell phone made a sound. Frowning, she pulled it out of her pocket and looked at some sort of text message on the screen. As she put it away again, she looked at Danny. "It's time."
"Time for what?" Danny inquired, although he had a sneaking suspicion of what the answer was.
"Time for you to meet him." Leah replied, standing up.
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"Where in the hell is Danny?" Ed Deline barked as he nearly busted the door to the surveillance room open. All chatter in the room stopped immediately as everyone turned to look at the doorway. An intensified anger was present in the older man's cold, blue eyes, and his present scowl seemed more pronounced than usual. As he looked around the dark room, the employees went nervously back to work, and all took a moment to thank God that they weren't the unfortunate soul that Ed was looking for.
"I don't know." a wheelchair bound man named Mitch replied as he turned to face his approaching boss. "I've been trying his house and cell-phone." The dark haired man shook his head. "No response to either one."
"I'm going to kill that kid." Ed muttered to himself as he shook his head slowly. Deline knew that McCoy was probably with some woman someplace, doing something that Ed didn't really want to think about. Rubbing his face in frustration, Ed looked back at Mitch in front of him. "Keep trying periodically, will you?"
"Wait a minute." Ed said, grabbing Mitch's shoulder. The wheelchair bound man looked back at his boss, who was smiling slightly. "If you do get a hold of him, be sure to emphasize that I'm really pissed off at the moment. It'll get him here faster."
"You got it." Mitch agreed with a smile.
To be continued...
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Chapter Three: The Strange Bedroom
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Feeling himself land on some sort of soft object, Danny groaned as consciousness slowly returned to him. His eyes were slow to function again, but the senses of touch and hearing came back immediately to the tall, brown-haired man. The only sound heard in the room, besides his own groaning, was the one of footsteps on a hardwood floor leading away from him.
"Thanks again, guys." the woman from the parking lot said in a cheerful tone. Remembering the petite, brown and blonde haired woman, Danny wondered who she was and what she wanted from him. She had referred to him as an assignment. What did that mean? "I would have never gotten him back up here by myself."
"No prob." one of the aforementioned guys replied as another man was heard chuckling.
"Just remember to keep your hands off of him." the chuckling one said as Danny started to get a blurred image of where he was. "The Prof will be wanting pretty boy to be able to think straight, and not be hung up on some hot chick." Hearing the man say the Prof, Danny realized that the Professor had to be involved with this somehow.
"Thanks, Griffith." the woman replied as Danny's vision cleared. He was lying on a queen-sized bed covered with dark, satin sheets. A small table lamp on a dark wood nightstand near the bed was the only light in the darkened room. The door to the room was across from the bed, and as he got to an elbow, Danny could see the woman from the parking lot shutting the door.
"So, you're awake." she commented as she walked back over.
"Who are you?" Danny questioned as the woman sat down next to him. "What do you want from me?"
"Hmm." the woman smiled as she seductively reached under Danny's shirt and massaged his chest. "I doubt that you're clueless as to what a woman would want from you. I've heard that you're quite the ladies' man, Mr. McCoy." Feeling her hand around the button of his pants, Danny finally decided to stop the woman in her tracks. As he wrapped his hand around hers, she promptly let go with a sigh. "However, it's my boss that wants you. I was just assigned the task of getting you." Her brown eyes surveyed him. "I hope I didn't hurt you too bad, but I didn't think you would come willingly."
"I've been through worse." Danny assured with a smile as he thought about the time he had gotten shot in the leg. He raised an eyebrow at the mystery woman. "So, who's your boss?"
"You'll know him when you meet him." the woman smiled back.
"That doesn't tell me a whole hell of a lot." Danny said a bit disappointed. That fact wasn't exactly comforting either as he wasn't exactly short on enemies besides the Professor. He sat up fully and leaned against the headboard. "Speaking of not telling me a whole lot, what's your name?"
"Leah." the woman replied.
"Leah what?" Danny inquired.
"That's all I can tell you for now." Leah smiled as her cell phone made a sound. Frowning, she pulled it out of her pocket and looked at some sort of text message on the screen. As she put it away again, she looked at Danny. "It's time."
"Time for what?" Danny inquired, although he had a sneaking suspicion of what the answer was.
"Time for you to meet him." Leah replied, standing up.
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"Where in the hell is Danny?" Ed Deline barked as he nearly busted the door to the surveillance room open. All chatter in the room stopped immediately as everyone turned to look at the doorway. An intensified anger was present in the older man's cold, blue eyes, and his present scowl seemed more pronounced than usual. As he looked around the dark room, the employees went nervously back to work, and all took a moment to thank God that they weren't the unfortunate soul that Ed was looking for.
"I don't know." a wheelchair bound man named Mitch replied as he turned to face his approaching boss. "I've been trying his house and cell-phone." The dark haired man shook his head. "No response to either one."
"I'm going to kill that kid." Ed muttered to himself as he shook his head slowly. Deline knew that McCoy was probably with some woman someplace, doing something that Ed didn't really want to think about. Rubbing his face in frustration, Ed looked back at Mitch in front of him. "Keep trying periodically, will you?"
"Wait a minute." Ed said, grabbing Mitch's shoulder. The wheelchair bound man looked back at his boss, who was smiling slightly. "If you do get a hold of him, be sure to emphasize that I'm really pissed off at the moment. It'll get him here faster."
"You got it." Mitch agreed with a smile.
To be continued...