Disclaimer: I do not own any characters including: Bobby Manning, Jack Hudson, Myles Leland the third, Lucy Dotson, Tara Williams, Ted Garrett, Sue Thomas, Howie, Levi the Dog, or any other characters that were created by anyone other than me. I only own Makenzee Fields, Aiden Fields, and Marcus Luther. If any character is similar to others it is a mere coincidence and not intentional. There may also be drug references but I mean no offence to anyone at all.

Chapter 8

Bobby was laying on his couch daydreaming. One month had passed since the day fate dropped love in his lap, and he knew full well that he was head over heals, all logic out the window, her happiness truly is the only thing that matters to Bobby, in love. His cell phone rang. He listened to Jack's voice. "Okay…yeah. Damn it, she'll hate me!… Fine." He slammed the phone down on the coffee table. Makenzee came in, her long hair still a bit damp from her shower. He could smell her soap before he even saw her. He breathed it in for what he hoped to God wasn't the last time. Bobby stood up, greeting her.

"Hey," she walked up to him until their body's were pressed against each other's. "What's got you so riled up?"

He rubbed her shoulders, "Nothing hun, nothing for you to worry about."

She smiled. Makenzee stood on her tip toes and whispered teasingly into Bobby's ears, "Reassure me."

He lowered his head until his lips met hers. The kiss was deep, passionate. It was also lined with anger and greed on Bobby's part. He allowed himself to go deeper for only a second, his tongue slipping through his lips, through hers. Makenzee ran her fingers through Bobby's hair, his arms wrapped around her. The kiss ended, but the lust lingered. "I believe you, sorta." She said, a mere whisper, as she was regaining her breath and composure.

"Good." He rested his forehead against hers, he took her hands and held them in his.

"Look, I have to go to work for a bit, I'll be back soon." Bobby said. He began walking to the door, when he was there he felt Makenzee's hand pulling his. She stepped in front of Bobby and looked at him. He gave her one more kiss that was supposed to be a quick one on the cheek but Makenzee never did like games. She tilted her head so his lips met full on hers. She slid her hands around his neck; Bobby tilted his head to move deeper into the kiss. She leaned against the door and Bobby pressed his body against hers. He grudgingly ended the kiss. He repeated, "I have to go now."

"I know. I just want you to stay."

"I know." And he walked passed her and out the door. He rubbed his neck, Just wait till you hear what I have to say, sheila, you'll never want me in your sight again.

Jack snapped his phone shut. Sue looked at him. The hall was empty except for the two of them. Everyone was hard at work, preparing for the next 'interview'. Bobby was not the only one who was reluctant to break the news, every last person was hesitant to inform Makenzee of the truth. Not so much about the fact that it would hurt her terribly, but the fact that everyone knew that Bobby was in love with her, not pretending to be. It would crush Bobby to loose Makenzee; he would never be the same. Everyone had noticed the difference in Bobby's mood ever since he had met Makenzee. His already energetic personality was even more energetic. It was a definite that when Bobby would loose Makenzee, he would become more angry and bitter than ever before.

"How'd he take it?" Sue asked Jack.

"Better than I thought. But I had very low expectations so…" he trailed off.

Sue rubbed his arm. "It'll be okay." Bobby wasn't going to be the only one effected by the break-up that was sure to happen. Whatever Bobby was feeling; whether it was relief that he could finally stop lying to Makenzee, hatred, anger, or whatever, Jack would see the brunt of it. He would hear Bobby's screaming, crying, cursing, and – God forbid – he would have to watch Bobby slip back into old habits to numb the pain – or at least redirect it. "Eventually, it'll be okay."

"I know. But what do I do until then? I can't bear to see Bobby in turmoil. I hate it almost as much as I hate seeing you suffer."

Sue couldn't help but smile. Myles walked past them. Unenthusiastically he said. "Oh Sue, don't act like you didn't know that you're on the top of Jack's 'Take Care Of' list." And he kept on walking.

Jack rolled his eyes and Sue lightly blushed. "On the very top, eh?" His jaw dropped slightly, then decided against responding and just shook his head to himself. Sue asked, "How high on the top?"

Suddenly it was all clear to Jack. Sue was, and always has come before anyone else, from the moment she had walked up to his desk that one afternoon and had simply said, "Hi, I'm Sue Thomas, your new special project." She had given him that million dollar smile and everyone else was pushed to a lower level. He leaned forward until they were inches apart, he signed, This high. His lips met hers and the world around them disappeared; vanished into thin air. It was just him, and Sue Thomas. The love of his life. The unbelievable kiss ended. Just in time too. The elevator doors opened and a somber Bobby walked through the door.

"Hey mates." He said without his usual cheerfulness.

"Hi." Sue and Jack said quietly in unison. Five more seconds passed and he was gone. Sue cleared her throat and looked at the ground, the focus turning back to the kiss. Jack lifted her chin with a finger and thumb. "Don't be embarrassed."

"I'm not. What makes you think that?"

He gave her a look that said You know what I'm talking about. She laughed quietly.

D came into the hall. "Okay ladies and gents. Lets get this show on the road."

Jack began to walk but Sue touched his arm and he turned around, "About the movie? I'd love to. Pick me up at seven."

A knock sounded at the door, after looking through the peep hole she let out a sigh when she recognized Sue and Jack. She opened the door. "What did I do this time? No – wait. Let me guess." She put one hand on her hip and rested her chin on the other. "Hmm." She tapped her foot. "What did I do? Oh! I bet I robbed a really big bank! Nooo. Too minor. Did I kill a guy? Yep. That has to be it." She said nodding.

Jack inhaled. "Look, we just need to bring you to our headquarters, and, uh, clarify a few things."

"We're not accusing you of anything."

Makenzee looked from one face to the other questioningly.

"Really." Sue insisted.

"Fine. Let me go get my purse." She walked away and muttered something Jack didn't quite gat.

He turned to Sue and asked, "What did she say?"

"Uh, you don't want to know."

"I'll take your word for it."

A/N:Thank you for those of you who reviewed! And to jesuschick, i apologize, i can totally understand how you thought Mak was awake, I'll try to be more clear next time! My bad:)