Untimely Revenge

Month's later….

"Brian, he needs to know. I can't keep this from him. The doctor says it's too much stress on the baby." Letty sighed, sitting cross-legged in her tiny one room apartment.

"Look, let, I know. It's killin them all. But Kendall is close to breaking Tran and we almost got him." Brian ran a hand though his hair.

"Ok, Wait. Kendall wasn't in on this shit." Letty scowled, making Brian grin.

"She was at a stop and overheard him saying he had killed you and she go herself into this. She doesn't know you're not dead. I'm the only one. But, she's took it upon herself to see Tran to find out." Brian put his head in his hands, thinking how messed up the situation was.

"How's Dom taking that?" Letty asked, folding a pair of her jeans from the pile of laundry she had been doing.

"Dom's just …Dom. He's kept to himself and I know he needs to know. But they won't let me tell anyone." Brian got up and paced. Letty got up and pushed him down on the seat, irritated with his nervous pacing.

"Look, just do what you can or the ghost of Letty just might have to make an appearance." Letty threatened, shaking her head.

"Don't do that. One of the crew will be in the insane ward then." Brian begged, tears forming at his eyes from rolling at the mental picture her last statement that had been made. His cell phone rang and he tried to get a grip, though the thought of a six month pregnant Letty ghost appearing at the house kept him smiling. "Wassup, Cuz?" he answered his phone, knowing it was Jesse.

"Kendall is at it again." Jesse informed him.

"I'll be back tomorrow to check on you." Brian stood up, whispering and hugging Letty as he stayed on the phone with Jesse. "What's she doin? She's a crazy girl, I think you know that by now." Brian opened his car door after making sure Letty had shut the door. The drive back to LA was going to be long and boring.

"She's gonna get us kicked outta a store in a minute." Jesse warned, seeing security walk up to the counter where Kendall was exchanging heated words with a store manager.

"How so, Dude?" Brian asked, grinning from ear to ear.

"Well, ol boy tried to hit on her and she pulled a Letty move on him and grabbed him by the balls and she still gots a hold of him. The police are on their way." Jesse checked his watch, making small circles where he was standing.

"Poor guy." Brian howled, shaking his head. His ex-girlfriend had always been a character and a force to reckon with. She was known in Barstow for being one of the most outrages females to ever live there. "Tell her she can rot in jail or let go." Brian nodded, heading back on the highway.

"Will try." Jesse agreed and hung up. He walked over to find her in hand cuffs and yelling.

"He tried to hit on me! How can you take me to jail?" She seethed, her face a brilliant shade of red.

"Ma'am, just because a guy hits on you , it doesn't give you the right to touch him and hurt him." The officer said, his cop reasoning voice irritating her even more.

"Ok, but check the cameras, he slapped my ass when I went into the dressing room." She fought as she was ushered to the door. "You betta hope you got life insurance for your family, Boy, when I come back," Kendall pointed glared to the smirking guy.

"I can book you for threatening an employee too." The officer told her as Jesse followed quietly, not saying a word. He tried to not look as though he found the whole situation funny but with Kendall and her outgoing self, it was hard to hide the fact that he was amused.

"So how long am I gonna be here?" Kendall asked, settling back in the jail cell as she examined a nail.

"Twenty four hours." The officer booking her stated.

"Yet. Breaks my record yet." Kendall shot back, sarcastically clapping and acting excited.

"You got an attitude and if you were my daughter, I would turn you over my knee and bust your ass." The policeman shook his finger at her. "I bet you're a thug who runs the street with no parental supervision." He muttered as though disgusted.

"How old do you think I am? Get a life and a new job, and save the world the grief of dealin wit you, Please." Kendall grwoeled back fiercely as she stared him down, her eyes seeming to glow with fueled anger.

"You act bout maybe ten but I know better." The officer sat down at his desk.

"Well I guess that makes you bout , what, nine?" She shot back, earning a glare from the agitated officer. "I never did like cops. Maybe that is why. They are little boys who want to play cops and robbers." Kendall shot a fake smile his way and strictly for his benefit. "Just think, 24 whole hours with me. I think if I do get bailed out, I might just turn my friends down. Just to stay and talk to you." She stated as she made herself comfortable on the wooden bench.

"Great. You will leave if you get bailed out. Though I can't imagine your little gang would have guts to walk into a station in this precinct." The officer kept reading his paper, not looking at her anymore.

"You shoulda been a comedian." Kendall howled with fake laughter, earning an irritated look. "Let's see, I can't sing well but I do know a few songs." She began to sway and sing, knowing it was pissing the officer off even more. He threw his paper down and stormed over to the cell.

"Listen up, Little Girl, you can't drive me nuts. I have four kids of my own." He pointed his finger at her menacingly, making her smile at him innocently as he fought to keep his composure.

"I'll take this one down town for you to the right precinct." A wiry girl walked in. She had long blackened hair that had silver streaks tediously placed in the realm of her head. She dressed rather stylish for someone who was a supposed police officer and Kendall studied her with close attention. She almost looked cool but Kendall kept her thoughts to herself, immediately dismissing the fact that she could be cool.

"Let's go, Miss Troublemaker. Let's see how much trouble you cause when you get to the real jail." She said, tapping her foot as she waited for the security guard to open the single cell.

"They'll chew her up and spit her out, her attitude is bad." The annoyed officer stated.

"Feisty huh? No worries now, she's off your hands." The younger officer smiled, shaking his hand and grabbing the paperwork she needed.

'I am in the right district. Where you takin me?" Kendall asked, after she was in the undercover, unmarked car. She looked at it and saw there was no wire separation grid and this was more of a racing car than a cop car. She was starting to get suspicious.

"Calm down. I think you like to push people's buttons." The woman replied as she pulled out. Kendall was quiet, ignoring her comment. She wasn't too sure what the deal was. "Okay, I think we're far enough to take these off. If I take them off, you won't go willing out on me, will you?" The girl asked, as she reached for her handcuff keys.

"I ain't making promises until you tell me what the hell is goin on." Kendall held her chin up indignantly.

"She's always like this, ignore her." A voice in the back seat muttered as she sat up and looked behind to make sure no one was following her. "Damn, Chica, you can't stay outta trouble for nothin, can you?" Letty asked, shaking her head.

"What kind of hallucinate drugs did you give me?" Kendall yelled, trying to jump out of the car, her cuffed hands clawing at the door in panic.

"You look like you seen a ghost." the girl stared at her strangely. "Glad I didn't uncuff you yet, damn. You are a nut job." The police officer shook her head as Kendall stared at her like she had some audacity.

"Boo." Letty leaned up, holding her stomach from laughing so hard and burst into more laughter as Kendall turned a pale shade of white.

"This is not funny. I need a doctor." Kendall's eyes teared up as she strained her neck to see the voice behind her.

"A little help here, please." The girl driving rolled her eyes at the friend in the back, who was still rolling with laughter.

"Ya miss me, Dall?" Letty asked, batting her eyes mockingly as she grinned her famous grin.

"I have fucking lost my mind for sure now." Kendall fought to slow her breathing down. "I'm insane, its' okay. I can deal with it." She consoled herself.

"Girl, you ain't lost your mind. Get a grip cause we need to talk." Letty blew her bangs out of her face.

"I'm talking to a figment of my imagination." Kendall looked at her driver. "You gonna get me some help and a doctor or let e keep talking to myself?" she asked, her voice sounding panicky.
Commit me, commit me now, please." Kendall begged. "Just make sure they give me the really good drugs cause this too hard." Kendall shook her head. "Anything strong, I'm not picky. Morphine, opium, whatever they give at those Looney place. In face, a double shot." Kendall rambled, completely beside herself.

"You are stressing out my baby. He's kickin at me, now stop and get a hold of yourself." Letty scolded, her hand on her stomach. This only made Kendall begin to hyperventilate. She looked at the officer driving. "This was such a bad idea." She admitted. Just then, Kendall's bucking head and body stopped and her head fell to the side. "Damn, she passed out. Am I that scary?" Letty grinned, settling back after feeling Kendall's forehead to make sure it was just a bit of shock and not a life threatening passing out.

"Lala, you think she's okay?" Letty asked, back at her apartment. Kendall was laid flat on her twin bed she had been sleeping on the past few months as she hid out.

"She'll be okay. I would pass out to if I thought I lost my best friend." The girl who had been driving and who had escorted Kendall out of the police station nodded with a grin, thinking back at how she had acted. It was comedy. Kendall heard voices as she tried to lift her head. She looked around, saw Letty and closed her eyes yet again.

"hey Dall, sorry I sniper attacked you like that." Letty sat beside her. Kendall opened one eye, still weary of what she would find.

"Am I in heaven? I always thought I would go to hell." Kendall admitted.

"The stuff you pull, I wouldn't be too surprised. Betta change ya ways." Letty grinned. "Sit up and we'll explain it all." She said, taking off the cold rag she had put on her friend's forehead once they made it back to her apartment.

"Does Dom know ? Are you trying to leave him and you think he's gonna hurt you? IS that why you did this?" Kendall asked, her words rushed together.

"You think I would from his ass? Please, he's the one afraid of me." Letty scoffed, making Kendall wipe the single tear that had fallen down her cheek as she laughed.

"I'm Agent Ryan, but you can call me Lala." the girl who had taken her out of the station stuck out her hand and smiled.

"AN agent? As in what Brian used to be?!" Kendall looked hesitantly at her, as if disgusted.

"Yeah, and I know Brian. I worked with him. He's a pretty okay guy." Lala noted.

"Let me guess, you dated him too?" Kendall tried to be nice.

"Irrelevant to what's goin on right now. And you should know a girl never kisses and tells, just a thought. I know you hate him. I also know, from him, what you are doing with the Trans. Mainly Johnny. You are right, Johnny thinks he killed Letty. And we're going to bring you in to help us against my captain's wishes so we can monitor you. You were brave to try to do it all on your own but Johnny is dangerous and Brian is throwing a fit over you trying to pull a solo act." The agent talked as she flipped through some papers.

"Wait, hold up. You mean Brian knows she isn't dead and he's known this from day one?" Kendall asked, her eyes wide. Letty looked down, as though she felt guilty.

"Brian's a great guy, Kendall, give him a break." Letty sighed. "I helped him with this because johns was going to see to it that Dom was killed and so I just kinda distracted him with Brian's help. Lala is an old friend of mine, who coincidentally, is on the same force as Brian. Not all cops are bad." Letty explained as Kendall sat up and took a drink of water Letty handed her.

"Ok, ok. I'm sorry I'm a cop hater." Kendall apologized, getting up and walking around. Then she noticed Letty's hand on her stomach and the pooch that she resting her hand on. "Oh My GAWD, you are so not pregnant!" She jumped up and down, running beside her friend and throwing her arms around her. This made Letty laugh and nod.

"I am, Chica and poor Dom doesn't have a clue. I hope we break Johnny boy down by his birthday so I can tell him on it." She grinned, shaking her head.

"So what do I get to do? Castrate Johnny Tran?" Kendall asked anxiously, making Lala laugh this time.

"I like this girl. She has potential." Lala smiled. "ya sure you don't want to join the force after it's over?" She joked.

"I still am gonna kick Brian's ass for not lettin me in on this whole mess." Kendall shook her head, still in awe and shock.

"Do I need to get a restraining order on you?" Lala asked, no smile on her face. "Brian's a good guy and I heard about all the shit you did to him. And that car. Jumpin on a poor, innocent car." She shook her head and Letty burst into laughter. Even Kendall had to grin, she was just happy Letty wasn't dead after all.

A/N: Muahahah. Lots of thanks to Tiff AKA Darkworldspirit for her help, as always, lol. You rock and you are so comical! Love ya girl! To Ranger Webb, thanks for making sure everything is copasetic, lol. To Temp, Princess, Penny, Cc, Stacey, Laura, Chels, Jess, Liz, and the rest of you, thanks for being such great friends! Feel free to email me for anything, I love mail and reviews! Haha, I had tooo much sugar I think! LOL. Love cheer …oh and PLEASE review. I's sadly addicted to them!