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Queerquail: Sorry I didn't explain that I would be referring to her a Jocelyn. Loved That Little Night Time Ritual. I use crest toothpaste. I don't know if you have it in Canada. Enjoy this chapter.

Alana Xavier1: Thank you. I hope the muses visit you and you can write a fic.

Mrs. Mina Harker: Soz about that I didn't have spell checker on. I have for this though. I have a confession, when I published Daughter of the Night I originally put it on as Daughter of the Darkness. I realised you already have a story of the same name. Sorry. Please update soon.

On with the show......

Dorian exploded, 'YOUR FATHER!'

Mina shot him a stern look and put her hand on his arm.

'My ex-father sir. I disowned him and my uncle when I found out about their 'profession'.'

'Your uncle being James Moriarty.' Stated Quatermain.

'Yes.'

'So, what does this lunatic want with our Joss?' asked Skinner.

'Well, my uncle,' he pronounced the word with distaste, 'found a way of making clones out of people's blood and bodily parts. Now if my father gets hold of Jocelyn's blood he can turn her against you and he could possibly separate the separate parts of you in her blood and create clones.' He finished.

'What makes you think we will believe you?' asked Sawyer, his voice steely.

'Why would I lie about such a thing? I would never want to hurt Jocelyn.' He looked her in the eye.

She felt her face burn.

'But what proof do you have?' asked Mina, keeping her voice calm and impassive.

Alexander reached into his pocket to pull out a folder and a recording disk. They all eyed the disk suspiciously remembering the disk Dorian left them on the Nautilus.

'I copied these from the originals in my father's office. I then recorded this disk while I told him about Jocelyn because this morning he called me to his house and asked me about the dance.'

'Very noble but what do these items do to convince us that we should trust you?' said Dorian.

'May I?' asked Alexander to Quatermain, indicating the record player.

'Yes.'

Alex placed the disk in its place and it began to play:

''So, Alexander my boy, did you meet any fine young ladies at this dance you mother forced you to attend.' They guessed that that was Moriaty's voice.

'There was a lady, Jocelyn Gray.'

'What did you say her name was?' the voice demanded.

'Jocelyn Gray.'

'Ah, she is the child of the League.'

'The what?'

'Never mind. I need this girl.

'You sent the assassin.'

'Yes, but he didn't do a good job now did he? Our little lioness is more than I expected. Actually, I want you to do something for me.'

'Why should I do something for you?' Alex's voice demanded.

The sound of guns loading could be heard and Quatermain and Tom stiffened.

'If you don't I will blast your mother off the face of the earth. Do you understand?'

Jocelyn gasped and Alex put an arm round her.

The disc continued, 'What do you want me to do?'

'I want you to bring the girl to me.'

'Father you cannot ask me to do this.

'I can and I am doing so. I will have that pretty little lioness.''

The disk finished.

They all looked in horror towards Alexander. Jocelyn moved a step away from him.

'If you touch a hair on her head, then my face will be the last you ever see.' Said Tom his gun loaded.

Allan shot him a warning glance and looked back to Alexander.

'I haven't nor will I ever do such a thing. I have moved my mother and her maid Kesia to Kesia's tribe where she will not be harmed.'

'Then why did you come?' said Jocelyn.

They all looked at her as she hadn't spoken since Alexander came in.

'I will not allow my father to hurt you or your family. He and my uncle are both power crazed morons.' He turned to address the league. 'Who here killed him?'

Tom took a step forward, 'I did.'

'Thank you sir. What you did is the best thing anyone has ever done concerning him.' Replied Alex.

'So, Mr. Moriarty, what do you want in return for this information?' Quatermain asked the question on everyone's minds.

'Nothing, I came here to warn you about Jocelyn. Her safety is all that concerns me. Now that I have told you I shall leave.'

'Very well, Jocelyn please escort this man to the gates.' Said Mina.

Jocelyn nodded and walked out of the room with Alexander following. They walked arm in arm to the gates.

'Did you mean what you said back there?' Jocelyn asked as they reached the wrought iron barrier between the Quatermain estate and the African plains.

He pull her up against his body, 'Every word.' He murmured and he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her.

They stood that way for some time until Salim arrived with Alexander's bay mustang. He mounted and looked down at Joss.

'I will see you soon.' He bowed is head, wheeled his horse around and galloped off out of her vision.

A/N Bit of a sucky ending. If you enjoy this review and read LotRseer3350 fic 'Collision Point'. Don't forget to review hers as well or the kittens our plot bunnies had will chase you down and turn you into flan. Mwwahahahaha.

Artemis G