Chapter 9, telling everyone else
Tony stopped and stared. "The Michael Richards who had the virus?" Michelle nodded and bit her lip. "There's more isn't there?" Again, she nodded and Tony saw the tears coming. "Hey, come here." He pulled her in to his arms.
"God Tony," she sobbed. "You have no idead how hard it's been for me not to come running into your arms all day."
"All day?"
"I've known since 7 p.m. last night." Michelle hugged him tighter. "I feel so safe in your arms-even after all this time."
"He's never going to hurt you again Michelle. I'll make sure of it."
"Tony—he killed my family. My mother..Danny…the kids." Her voice broke. "All dead. He's been sending me body parts all night. Calling me and letting me know where he left them outside for me to find. Along with letters and emails."
Michelle looked up at him and grabbed him. Tony didn't hesitate in kissing her back. Soon it became rough and neither wanted to contain themselves to just kissing. Tony's hands found themselves under Michelle's bra and massaging her nipples.
"God Tony, I need you so much." Without a thought, she grabbed at his belt and undid his zipper. When she grabbed him, Tony groaned and started trailing kisses down her body.
"Ah, Michelle, we have to hurry."
"I know."
Just as his hands found her most private place, there was a knock on the door. "Shit," Michelle murmered.
"Jack's back," Bill said. "We need both of you."
Michelle grabbed onto Tony's chest, not trusting herself to speak. "Yeah, we'll be out in a minute Bill."
"Thank-you," Michelle whispered. They held each other for a minute more before breaking apart and pulling themselves back together. They decided that the only way Michelle could hide her very obvious hickies wa to put her hair down.
Michelle let Tony take her hair down and let herself get lost in the feel of his hands against her face. "I love you Tony."
"I love you too." He kissed her lips softly. "Let's go."
Hand-in-hand, they walked out of the interigation room. "Jack, what do you have?"
"Michael Richards is gone. No one knows where he his. Curtis admitted that they lost him yesterday."
Michelle shudered and Tony put a hand on her shoulder.
"Any suggestions on how to find him?" Bill asked.
"I know a way."
"Michelle, no."
"Tony there isn't any other choice."
"Michelle that man has-"
"Tony, no one knows more than you what Michael's done to me. He was supposed to be dead but he's not. I have to deal with that. My family-," tears brimmed her eyes, "I can't think abut that right now."
"Michelle-"
"Tony, you and I both know what he wants."
"Michelle, you don't have to do this—no one here would think any less of you."
"That's not the point Tony. The point is Michael would come after me either way. I would rather have everyone behind me—have you behind me than have him sneak up on me."
"Enough!" Hammond hollered. "Would one of you please tell me what the hell you two are talking about?"
"My real name is Michelle Lynn Richards. Michael Richards is my father," Michelle didn't hesitate in informing the others but she kept eye contact with Tony as she did.
