"We gotta go. Let's just take these two and split." A deep voice behind Jordan murmured, making her cringe. She hated being held with her arms behind her back, be it the cops or someone she didn't know. She struggled and kicked to no avail.

"Stop this shit." The voice of the person that had a grip on her muttered, tightening his grip. She shivered and attempted to look at Letty, though the thick bushes were heavy and it was getting dark. Headlights rolled over the bushy area and for a moment she thought she was saved. Her hopes faded when Brian walked past them. She flailed but was not able to make any noise. She was knocked on the back of the head and all went black. Then they drug her to the car that was lying in wait, in full stealth mode.

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"Bout time." Tempest walked out, a grin on her face as she looked at a pissed off Ice.

"Yeah, you have Blondie to thank for the delay of seeing me." Ice shook his head.

"Thank you Blondie." Tempest grinned, not picking up on his sarcasm and just plainly ignoring the anger.

"You're just too damned cute." Ice muttered, shaking his head, his upper torso now shirtless, revealing tiny drops of sweat on his muscled body.

"I am, aren't I?" Tempest fluffed her hair, knowing she was pushing his buttons all the more. She was turned away from him and had a tiny smile playing on her lips.

"Would you two stop with this fighting?' Tiffany grumbled, walking out to put her arms around Brian. He met her with open arms and with his typical boyish grin.

"Not likely." Ice and tempest replied, making Tiffany and Brian both shake their heads.

"Let's leave them to their bickering and go get a hotel for tonight." Brian laughed, his arm around Tiffany's back, guiding her to the car that was parked by the semi Brian and Ice had just pulled up in.

"I'm all for that. I can't stand drama." Tiffany smiled at Brian opening the door for her. He was still his sweet self and she was still so much in love with him as much as, if not more than before.

"Blah, blah, blah." Tempest stuck at her tongue at her friend, making Tiffany wave and say 'audios' as Brian pulled out. Tiffany stared at him, her eyes lost in thought on his high cheekbones as she thought how lucky she was.

"You okay?" Brian asked, finally noticing she had been looking at him for a prolonged minute.

"Yup." Tiffany sighed happily, snuggling closer under his arm as he drove off towards the moon and the nearest hotel. She was finally starting to relax, finally realizing everything was over and life could go on uninterrupted, a feeling she had lost so very long ago.

"Are you two of age to be off renting a room by your selves?" The motel guy cocked an eyebrow. He was that motel guy that seemed of what would be in the latest horror movie. He had three missing teeth, two in the front and he wore overalls with no shirt. He appeared to be maybe in his late twenties but moved slowly, as though he was more like fifty. His hound dog, a basset hound, laid at his feet, only lifting up his head as the man moved away from him, then only to lower his long eared head back down to return back to the sleep he had been disturbed of. This made Brian laugh out loud.

"Yes sir, we're both way older than eighteen." Brian shook his head and looked down, his identification in his hand, offering proof to his statement.

"Well, you youngins age better in the city than us country folk, I guess." The guy nodded after squinting his eyes and looking at the driver's license. "Here you go. All the way down on the end, second floor. Room 30." He handed the keys as Brian handed him the money.

"Thanks." Brian said, his look of unsure ness making Tiffany want to laugh herself. This maybe wasn't the hotel he quite had in mind, but all in all, it wasn't too run down and it looked pretty safe, aside from the scary looking guy that sat guard of it.

"No problem." He called after the two and those were the last words that were spoken until they got to the room. Even getting what little stuff they had out of the trunk, it was complete silence.

"You sure about this place?" Brain asked as they climbed the steps.

"Yeah. You have a gun, right?" Tiffany retorted playfully, acting as though she was hesitating. Brian laughed, making her laugh and then grabbed her and picked her up. He opened the door and threw her on the bed, all smiles.

"Well, this is nice." Tiffany sighed after the two had stopped laughing. "Listen." She said, her ear leaning towards the door, as if she had heard something.

"What?" Brain asked, his hand on his hip, ready to reach for his gun in a second's notice, leaning more towards the door as well, his ears on guard. He didn't hear anything, but kept his defensive lean, and looked at her questioningly.

"The silence, silly." Tiffany couldn't contain herself anymore and burst into laughter.

"That's not right, at all." Brian folded his arms, heaving a deep breath of relief that nothing satanic or horror movie related was headed their way. He turned on his side and pulled her close, taking in her sweet smelling perfume and let out a deep, tired sounding sigh. Maybe it was more relief than tired but it was apparent that all the recent stress had been wearing on him as well.

"I bet it's like World War three back at the garages.' Tiffany yawned, speaking as she closed her tired eyes.

"Hell, more like World War thirty five, Tiff. They have to be up to at least Thirty five as many fights as they have had." Brian grinned, his eyes closed too. He began to drift off into a peaceful sleep, no worries holding him up this time as they had before.

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"You're just going to go inside and not argue? I am amazed." Ice said rather sarcastically as Tempest started for the inside of the half underground garage, where no doubt, the rest of the crew were hibernating and chilling.

"You're the one acting the fool, not me." Tempest spouted back and turned around to face Ice, her face clearly stating she was not happy.

"Really? I think I have to disagree." Ice folded his arms, smiling smugly at his wit.

"Hey, you're the one wit the issue, boy. Don't make it seem like it's all me." Tempest shrugged.

"Hmmm. That's funny, Tempest. You think it's all my fault. You so jaded you can't accept any of this responsibility?" Ice asked, dropping the sarcastic act.

"Jaded, huh? You're the one being Mr. badass." She stood where she was at, not making a move to go inside now. He had started this and she was going to finish it, it was just in her personality to do so.

"Well, at least I can make sense and I know who I am dating and not trying to hump every thing I come across." Ice said, shrugging as he started to walk off.

"You're not going anywhere, Ice. You want to talk shit, let's talk it." Tempest charged after him, standing in front of him now. "I'll have you know, I am not a dog or a hoe." She growled, her adrenaline beginning to pump through her veins. The throbbing of the vein in her forehead was a sign to herself that she was really worked up.

"Just a hotheaded flirt, huh?" Ice asked, scratching his goatee.

"Ice, you are really about to put an end to us for ever." Tempest warned, shaking her head violently.

"You already said you needed a new man, so why would I think it could ever be any different?" Ice asked coldly.

"Boy, you are putting words into my mouth. You betta check yo self …" She started violently, her teeth clenched as she warned.

"Wreck yourself, yes, I know this." Ice finished off for her, making her stare at him with an unreadable look.

"What, no I made you this time? You feeling ok, Ice?" Tempest asked hatefully, her shock covered by the hurt that was masked with pure and vengeful hate.

"I'm tired of playing the damn games, Tempest." Ice sighed, his sigh telling her he wasn't playing this time.

"That makes two of us. Let's just fucking forget it ever happened." Tempest threw her hands up in utter disgust and hatred.

"Let's do just that." Ice agreed coolly, making her turn and rush at him. He grabbed her wrist, and her fighting at his strong hold.

"Just remember, if you come at me, then it's fair to hit back in my book, Tempest." Ice warned, his voice low. She shrugged herself lose and looked at him, pausing a moment to take in what all had happened. "I'm outta here." He gave her a second to protest and then took off towards his own car, leaving her more angered than what was safe to her own self. She decided to go inside before she did anything such as killing him, as her instincts were telling her to do.

"Lucky mother fucker." She mumbled, going inside. She opened the door and was almost completely inside when a huge blast threw her backwards. She didn't know what had hit her but looking up, the whole top half of the garage was engulfed in bright orange flames and wood was beginning to fall. Beside her body, there was burning debris and then another explosion rang out, making her lose consciousness. Everything went black.

Author's note: Part Two is completed and done. There is to be one final sequel yet to come and hopefully in the next few days. I am waiting to see how many of you respond and to see what your thoughts are on this one. I don't feel like this story is my best works, in fact, I think that I was sidetracked and it lacks so much of what the first one did. I intend to bring the third one back with the original Ultimate Betrayal flavor, and I intend to go at it with a refreshed love of writing. I think that this one is the worst piece I have ever written and was not happy with it, nor feeling it at all. I didn't pull it down because I think that would be unfair to you all that took the time to review. I have the cast off and am ready to write and roll (like rock n roll, haha). I just wanted to say thank you to those of you that do take the time to read and review, it means a lot. I know now what a lot of mistakes I have made in writing this one and the third one is going to be way better. I just didn't feel like I could even breathe the life into this one that would make me like it so I just am going to start over and hopefully get it right this time, lol. My motto is try and try again. I don't give up and so hence why this one ended so quickly. But, in all honesty, I am sure that this third one is going to be fresh, different, and I have the plans I had for the second one as well as some new ones to add to it. I hope you all decide to give me another chance and read the third one. I know it won't be as bad as this one, lol. Maybe it won't be as good as what I thought the first one turned out to be (I had so much fun writing it and am amazed I was the one who wrote it, lol) but I know it won't be as bad as the second one turned out to be. Thanks to everyone for being honest and for your time, see you all soon! CHEER