David: Too late, the story is already finished, I need just some time to translate it. I read "Forbidden love" too, it IS a little bit similar to mine, but I am much more sadistic than Calriel could ever be g. You'll see.

covenantgruntslayer: Well, you could at least say what to do to make it better.

all other reviewers: I wonder what you'll say about this chapter.

Disclaimer: Nothing of this wonderful film belongs to me sniff

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Chapter 4: Forbidden fruit

Helen sighed.

She had brooded on her problem the whole morning already, but really nothing had come into her mind yet. How should she tell Bob without insulting him, that she needed a little time-out in their relationship? She needed time in order to... solve this problem with Mr. Incredible, and she was completely sure, that Bob would notice her bad conscience, if they went out furthermore. He had noticed every time, when something was bothering her... that was one of the reasons, why she was going with him. She closed her eyes. That was one of the reasons... why she had fallen in love with him.

She had not had the courage to acknowledge to herself yet, that she had tender feelings for the young giant. Probably she had been scared. Her relationships in her old city had never lasted long, usually because she was not exciting enough for the boys. She grimaced. Boys were often fascinated by girls, who were pretty, popular or had an exciting hobby... preferably all three at once.

The first one might probably apply to her to some extent, anyhow Bob thought so. Helen looked into the mirror and sighed again. She did not know, what Bob saw, when he was looking at her, she saw just an immature adolescent, who was controlled by her hormones. Popular she had never been, no more than she had had an exciting hobby... anyhow no hobby she could show off with. You needed time for friends and hobbies, and that was a luxury a superheroine couldn't afford. And because she also had little time for her boyfriends because of her second identity, all of her former boyfriends patience had been wearing thin very fast.

With Bob it was different. At their last date she had asked him whether it did disturb him, that they couldn't go out each day. He had only smiled and had assured, that each moment without her was joyless for him. Nevertheless he knew, that a journalist had to be flexible (as he had said this wordplay Helen had been barely able to contain her laughter), if she wanted to keep her job. She had nonetheless offered him to spend more time with him, but he had only said, that it wasn't that important to him, how often they were together. Much more important was, that they enjoyed their common time. They could spend more time together, when they both got safe jobs. Then he had flashed a sly smile. That meant, if she still wanted to be with him then, he had added.

A sad smile passed over Helens face. Bob was the most appreciative man, who she had ever met. In addition he was funny, gallant and quite demure and he had a body, of which each athlete would be jealous. Naturally she wanted him to be with her. Although they had come to know each other just one month ago, she wanted him to stay with her forever. He was the man she had ever been dreaming of. But even he would not be pleased, that she had dreams of another man now. She couldn't understand it herself.

She winced, when she suddenly heard someone knock at her door. She looked at the clock and frowned. She didn't expect anyone today. Who could this be?

"One second, I'm coming", she called, while she rose and went to the door. She stretched her arms in order to be able to open one of the locks faster. Normally she did not dare to use her powers in her private life, but she was curious, who wanted to visit her. Whoever was waiting behind the door, said nothing. She opened the last lock and then the door.

"Bob!" Helen was wide-eyed from surprise.

"Hi", the boy greeted somewhat nervously. "Did I come at an unfortunate time?"

Helen cerebrated. She had still no clue, what she should actually say to Bob, but she did not dare to send him away and probably insult him.

"No, no", she lied and stepped out of his way. "Come in."

Bob had to bend down in order to get through the door. Helen grinned briefly. Obviously his figure had disadvantages too.

"Why are you here?", she inquired. "Didn't we fix our date today at seven?" Which was a problem. Then a sudden thought came into her mind. "Oh, sorry, I am so impolite! What do you want to drink?"

"Nothing", Bob answered and grabbed her wrist. Confusedly she looked at him. He seemed to be tensed up. "Actually I am here to give YOU something." With these words he took a small package out of his pocket and pressed it into her hand.

Helen stared at the gift startled. "For me?", she made sure. When he nodded, she forced herself to smile. She did not earn his gift, whatever it was. But she couldn't explain that to him. Not now. Thus she opened it carefully. And her eyes became large. "Bob!", she gasped and pulled out a pearl necklet. "That is much to expensive! I cannot accept that!"

"Of course you can", Bob answered and took the pearl necklet out of her shaking hand. He put it around her neck and closed the small lock in the silver chain. "You mean much more to me than such a ridiculous piece of jewelry."

Helen trembled. How could she still require of him to grant her some free time? He would surely believe, that she wanted to break off with him forever. What could she do now?

"Why don't you say anything?", Bob asked anxiously. "Don't you like it?"

"No, no, of course I like it", she made sure hastily and flashed a very fake smile. "It is absolutely beautiful, Bob. But you shouldn't have spent so much money just for me."

"Oh, I even HAD TO do it."

Irritated Helen looked at him. His facial expression was very serious now... even anxious. He sat down cautiously on her couch and cast his eyes down to the ground.

"Consider it as an apology, Helen", he said quietly. "I... haven't been honest to you."

"Not honest?", Helen repeated worriedly and reached for the necklet unconsciously. "What do you mean by that?"

Bob didn't try to look up. "This colleague I had told you about, Helen... I told you, that she is constantly getting on my nerves... but I didn't tell you why." He took a deep breath. "I knew her in former times. She was... my first love."

"Your...?" Helens eyes nearly popped out of her head.

"Please don't get me wrong", he interrupted her thoughts hastily. He rubbed his hands anxiously. "I haven't seen her for a long time and I don't conceive an affection for her anymore. But I... broke off with her rather abruptly at that time. She was devastated... and it looks like she is still mad at me today." Bob sighed. "Today I think, that I was simply afraid... afraid of a close relationship. Anyhow she probably wants to take revenge and make my life hell. I did not want to tell you, because I was afraid to loose you."

He made a pause. Inside of Helen miscellaneous feelings were trying to obtain superiority. Her pride was furious on Bob, because he had deceived her, but her reason was able to understand, why he didn't want to tell his girlfriend delicate details of his ex-girlfriends. The dark part inside of her exulted, because she was not the only one who was concealing something, while her conscience adjured her to confess everything to him. By far the largest part anyhow was the fear, that he hadn't told her the worst part yet.

Bob noticed, that she hadn't said anything. "You need to say nothing", he said. "You know, I have prepared the perfect lie for this moment concerning my strange behaviour. If I had told you that lie, then I would perhaps still stand a chance with you, but... " He breathed out resigning. "However as I saw you, I wasn't able to do it. If I had deceived you, I would have never been able to look you in the face again." He rose. "I'm very sorry, Helen. I wished, I had told you about her earlier. I'll leave you alone now." He turned away and went to the door slowly.

"Wait, Bob." Helen hesitated briefly, as Bob turned around. She didn't miss the hopeful glance in his eyes. She was still hurt, that Bob had not told her anything about his old flame... but on the other hand she was concealing a few things too. She sat down and looked at him seriously. "Do you really conceive... no affection for this woman anymore?"

Bob lifted one hand and put the other one on his chest. "I swear it, Helen. I'll swear on everything you tell me to."

"But you think, that she won't leave you alone, don't you?"

Bob cut a grimace. "Unfortunately she won't."

Helen took a deep breath. "Then you must reconcile with her, Bob. Otherwise she will always stand between us." She made a small break. "I think it is the best if… we don't see each other until this problem has been solved."

Bob turned pale. "You... want us to separate?"

Helen was somehow relieved, as she saw Bobs fear. Now she knew, that he really loved her. "No, Bob. I just want you not to come here before you have made your peace with your ex again." She rose and took Bobs hand. "Take your time", she said quietly. "Close this matter thoroughly. Cause I don't want... that woman to stand between us forever."

She blushed slightly, as she admitted that, and lowered her head. In the next moment she was embraced tightly.

"Thank you, Helen", Bob whispered into her ear with trembling voice. "I didn't expect... that you would give me another chance."

Helen embraced him reluctantly. Her bad conscience became almost too powerful for her. Now she had managed to get the time, which she needed in order to deal with her problem, but she had let it look like Bob was the only culprit. And nevertheless she still couldn't confess him everything. She was such a coward. A tear of self contempt grew in her eye.

"You are the best of men, Bob", she whispered. "You earn this chance." Contrary to me, she thought.

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Mr. Incredible looked up to the sky sullenly. He had to blink, as a raindrop landed next to his eye. Yeah, that was the last missing thing! This nightly deluge fitted his bad mood just right! Even Frozone did not want to go on patrol with him anymore, because he had been constantly edgy in the last few weeks. But he could not change it. All of his nerves were strained to their limit. He had already been nervous because of the hallucinations and dreams of Elastigirl... but since Helen told him not to meet her again, he felt still worse.

Bob struck behind himself and ignored the hole in the brick wall, which he had caused. Okay, he deserved that bad mood after this fake story he had told Helen. And the worst part was, that this unsuspecting girl forgave him and gave him another chance. In the meantime he was no longer sure, that he and Helen had done the right thing, when they had separated. Yes, this whole matter with Elastigirl was not right, but he was young, his hormones were going crazy. He was attracted to someone, who was on a par with him. But that would have ended sometime, he was sure of that. Sooner or later he would have forgotten Elastigirl, because he loved Helen. Yes, he loved her. At least it got at true love close enough, that their separation hurt him.

He stopped and leaned at a wall. Now the raindrops were getting bigger, but he was completely lost in his thoughts. At least his desire had cooled down a little bit until now. He had not seen the superheroine for weeks and for gods sake he wasn't dreaming of her each night anymore. When he had dreamt of her, then it had mostly been a hot dream. He blushed, as he remembered the last one. He would get over it eventually, sooner or later. But he couldn't get another thing out of his mind. Helen had simply sent him away. At first he had resisted this thought. He had tried hard to believe that she just wanted the best for him, because she loved him too. But the longer they had been separated, the more powerful had become the assumption inside of him, that she did not want him to be around her. She had not even called him just once since their talk. Whether she...?

When it started pouring, Mr. Incredible welcomed that. The weather fitted his mood really perfectly. He had no reason to doubt Helen, but this constant stress got him down slowly, made him imagining things. He asked himself whether he should call Helen nevertheless. Perhaps it would help him to at least hear her voice, but on the other hand he was afraid, that she would perhaps take it amiss. He cursed and started walking again. Was life so complicated for non-superheroes too?

Suddenly he lift his head abruptly. He listened attentively. There it was! He had heard battle cries! Immediately reflexes he had trained for years took control of his body and he started to run. When he came closer to the fight, he could hear more things. Several people were struggling, a few men, but he heard at least one female voice too. He tried to strain his bad premonition and turned the last corner. He squinted in order to make his eyes used to the dim light. Then he cut a grimace. He had been afraid of that!

He had already seen Elastigirl a few times on TV, but the fight looked so much better live. A few pity-worth criminals had attacked an older man, but they had had tough luck as they had been surprised by the superheroine. Mr. Incredible whistled impressed, when Elastigirl did a handstand and sent two of her enemies to the ground through kicks with her stretched legs. Although he wished, that he hadn't heard her, he had to admit, that he enjoyed watching the fight. Elastigirl knew exactly, what she had to do. Right now altogether six men were lying on the ground, their weapons were scattered in the area. Only one was still standing on his own two feet, but he was obviously scared, because he tried to run away. The superheroine did not allow that naturally. She stretched her arm and grabbed hold of the mans foot. The gangster fell down and Elastigirl gave him enough time in order to get back on his feet.

Mr. Incredibles eyes nearly popped out of his head, when he saw, what she did next. She punched into the pit of the guys stomach. When he staggered, she stretched her other arm, grabbed his shoulder and pulled him up onto his feet again. The next blow hit his chin directly and made him collapse. But the superheroine showed no mercy, with both hands she wrenched him upwards again and punched his belly hard. The man was completely defenceless, only the blows brought him round again and again.

Mr. Incredible awaked from his rigidity suddenly. Briskly he rushed across the square and reached for Elastigirls arm. The superheroine heard him coming and turned around, but her moment of shock was enough time for him to grab hold of both of her hands and to press her against a wall.

"What was that for?", he shouted at her furiously. "Did you intend to kill that man?"

Her eyes nearly burnt with anger, while she wriggled like an eel. "That's no concern of yours! Release me!"

"Well, but I AM concerned about you, if you hospitalize your victims!", he answered sharply, and pressed her against the wall more tightly . She groaned under his weight and gave in. "What did you intend to do?"

She showed her teeth. "He deserved it", she muttered. "He wanted to kill his victim!"

"And therefore YOU wanted to kill him?" He narrowed his eyes. "Since when are superheroes cold-blooded avengers?"

"I just had to let off steam!", the girl roared at once, stretched her arms even farther and hammered on his back. "Let me go! That is all your fault!"

Mr. Incredible blinked surprised. "My...?"

In this moment something hit him at the head and let him stagger. Elastigirl had picked up a black-jack from the ground with one of her stretched hands and had struck him. His short dazed feeling was long enough. She pressed her foot against his chest and pushed him away with an enraged cry. The superhero shook his head. Fortunately the rain helped him to shake this dazed feeling off rapidly. When he saw the heavy breathing Elastigirl with the black-jack, violent rage consumed him.

"Fine", he growled. "You want to learn the hard way. You should be happy, now can let your anger out at an opponent, who's on a par with you."

Thus he jumped forward. Elastigirl could only just evade him, as he broke through the wall, in front of which she had been standing right before. When he turned around, her fist hit his chin.

"Very well", she answered. "That was so long overdue!"

Mr. Incredible parried her next blow and squeezed her fist together. The superheroine cried out deeply grieved, but before he could break her bones, her foot crashed into his bulge. He let her hand go and crouched on his knees gasping. While he shielded his face just about with his arm, he reached for one of the lying around bricks and threw it. When he heard a frightened voice, he grinned and reached for another one.

"Don't you dare fighting against me in hand-to-hand combat?", he heard Elastigirls voice somewhere around. "Coward!"

He clenched his teeth together. "Then throw away your black-jack first!" When he heard a thud, he dropped the brick and rose. The next blow hit him in the bulge again, but he had tensed his stomach muscles and thus he just winced slightly. At the following blow he seized after the wrist of his enemy and hurled her against the wall. However he had underestimated the superheroine. She was not unconscious, a kick against his chin was an unequivocal evidence. Her flexible body seemed to have protected her. He fell down hard, but he struggled to his feet again fast.

The fight raged some minutes in that way. Elastigirl attacked her opponent from the distance and thus she was able to hit him many times. But that way she could rarely do him any harm. Only one lucky hit in the lumbar region and a few hits at his head could hurt him. Mr. Incredible anyhow was nearly never able to get hold of his enemy. Cause he had also agreed not to throw anything after her, he was at a disadvantage. Edna Modes supersuit in addition absorbed a large part of his strength, so that he could just cause her pain, but he was hardly able to hurt her, because she ever freed herself immediately. Just when he got the chance to throw her against something, he could hear screams of pain satisfied.

The fight came finally to an end, when the superhero got hold of his opponents arm and rushed her off her feet with one strong jerk. Rapidly he pulled her close to him, seized her arms and pressed her to the ground with all of his weight.

"Is that, what you wanted me to do?", he asked heavy breathing. The fight had exhausted him, more than he was willing to admit. "Did you long for getting hurt so desperately?"

Elastigirl squirmed and writhed underneath him. "LET ME GO!", she shouted at the top of her voice. "CLEAR OFF! LEAVE ME AND MY DREAMS ALONE!" Suddenly she stiffened and look at him frightened.

Mr. Incredible stared back rather surprised. "You dreamed... of me?", he asked disbelievingly.

The superheroine pressed her lips together and tried to get her hands free, but without success. The rage, which had given her the strength to fight him, had now vanished. She turned her head to the side. Mr. Incredible was not completely sure because of the rain, but he believed that she was on the verge of tears. Like in a trance he released one of her arms and his finger followed the line of the tears.

"I dreamed about you too", he whispered. He felt strange. He couldn't think clearly, because he wasn't able to break free his view from Elastigirls figure. The superheroine opened her eyes and stared at him completely surprised. The rise and fall of her chest, the rain drops, which were running all over her body, all that leaped to his eye in that moment. In a daze he registered, that his hand was moving downwards from her face. Elastigirl inhaled deeply, as he reached her chest.

"No...", she whimpered quietly, but she could not suppress a slight moan... no more than she could stop her eyes from closing themselves instinctively.

Mr. Incredibles hand caressed her breasts cautiously, which became apparent beneath her supersuit. He was still feeling nothing but some kind of joyful strain. Like he was expecting something. He bent down to her. "Do you want to know, what we did in my dream?", he whispered in her ear.

In this moment Elastigirl probably remembered, that he had released one of her arms. With a half-suffocated cry she wedged it under his chin and pushed him away with all her strength. Mr. Incredible had to release her, as his larynx was squeezed, and he fell to the side, where he remained panting heavily for a few seconds. When he was sure, that he was alright, he suddenly saw Elastigirls silhouette, which stood out against the rain in front of him.

"What are you waiting for?", he asked strangely relaxed. "Now you can get back at me for everything I did. You shouldn't miss such a chance."

But the superheroine did not do anything. She stood simply there and stared at him, while she was breathing deeply. Her hands were trembling. Mr. Incredible waited for the blow, which would obliterate his consciousness, but nothing happened. He frowned.

"Elastigirl?", he asked anxiously.

Her movement was so unexpected, that he could not do anything against it. At once she moved forward, slumped on him and pressed her lips firmly against his. In the first moment the superhero was much to surprised to do anything, but then his for weeks grown desire took control of his body. Each thought of Helen, of the unconscious criminals beside them or of the world itself faded away quickly, when he put his hands on her waist and kissed her back passionately. Elastigirl moaned slightly and ran her fingers through his hair, while her tongue was struggling with his one. In the pouring rain the fire of their lust was burning more brightly than ever before. And it was going to burn still hotter this night...