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 11

1st Tuesday, 2 pm

"Thanks for dinner, Bobby. It was delicious." Bobby opened the passenger side door and Makenzee slipped in.

"Your most welcome, sheila. Thank you for dressing up so beautifully tonight." He started the car. "I swear, Mackie, I saw every man turn his head when you walked by."

She laughed. "Don't take it for granted. I'm not going through three hours of doing hair and make-up for just anyone."

"You don't have to worry about that, trust me."

15 minutes later they entered Bobby's apartment(of course, Bobby opened the door for Makenzee).

"Ahh," Bobby sighed, "home sweet home. Do you want some coffee, no – lemon free tea?" He corrected himself.

"Sure, thanks. Would you like some help?"

"Usually I would say not a chance in the world, but, would you mind grabbing the sugar and putting it on the table for me, sheila." He started preparing the beverages.

"No problem." Apparently Bobby had forgotten that he was standing right in front of the sugar jar. She reached round him, but paused when it sounded different than usual when she shook it. Makenzee opened it up and understood why. "Aww, you bought me sugar cubes." She squealed.

Bobby turned around. They were only inches apart. Makenzee looked up into Bobby's magnificent blue eyes. She slowly put the jar on the counter. Bobby slipped his hand behind her neck and pulled her closer ever so lightly. Electricity darted through her entire body. She took a step closer. He lowered his head. Makenzee stood on tip toes. The air was exploding between them, in unison they moved forward and there lips met. It was more joy then she had ever felt. It only lasted a mere ten seconds, but ten was better than none. By far.

"Wow," Bobby gasped, "if that was the first kiss, I can't wait till the next."

Makenzee slugged him in the arm and laughed. "Just bring me my tea, Bobby."

Makenzee woke with a start. For a moment she thought that everything was back to normal, if there was such a thing. No stalker, no F.B.I., just Bobby sleeping on the couch after Makenzee reluctantly admitted that she was too tired to stay up any longer. Then reality hit, as predicted. But as crazy as it may sound, she could still feel Bobby's strong hand against her neck, she could still feel his breath against her mouth when he whispered wow, she could still taste his kiss. But that was all gone now; all that's left now was sheer pain. Humiliation. Anger. Fear. Not only for Aiden's physical life, but for her own emotional life. Who was she kidding? She didn't have an emotional life;she had an emotional roller coaster. Makenzee sat up and closed her eyes when tears threatening her began to fall. She wiped them away angrily. She took in a cleansing breath, when she opened her eyes she noticed for the first time Bobby, sitting in a chair staring at her.

"What?" She asked annoyed.

"Nothing. But…" he said slowly, "you do need to tell me what he said to you on the phone."

"I'm supposed to tell you, now?"

"Okay. We can wait…if you hear me out," he offered.

"I really can't phantom what you have to say to defend yourself other than: I was just doing my job But, hey! Whatever, take your best shot! By all means."

Unaffected by Makenzee's attitude towards him, he pulled up a chair across from her. Their knees only inches apart. He said, "I began this case completely emotionally uninvolved, but when I saw you for the first time, I knew I wouldn't be able to remain professional. And I was right. Every time I looked into your blue eyes, combed through your hair with my fingers, heard your voice, or even smelled your shampoo, I became more attached to you. Before I knew it, I was in a deeper love than I knew possible." He looked at her hopefully.

She sighed, patted his hand and said, "That, is by far the biggest piece of crap I've ever been fed. But I can understand why your co-workers respect you – you are one good actor. Unfortunately for you, I can't dish out any respect for you right now. I'm too busy coping with the death of my soul. You lied to me Bobby! From the very first time you spoke to me, everything you've told me has been false. Aiden wouldn't be fighting for life if you would've just listened to me from the beginning! Now," Makenzee stood up, Bobby following suit, "I have a ransom to pay."

"Ransom?" He followed her out the door and into the hallway. "How much?"

"Fifty grand," she pushed the down button and the elevator door opened. She put one foot forward but Bobby grabbed her forearm.

"You're not going anywhere. Not yet and definitely not alone."

"I told you not to touch me!" She yelled.

"I know. But I figured that since your not paying any attention to what I'm saying, monkey see, monkey do, might fall into this category."

"Is that how you always persuade women?"

"Well you're being a bit more stubborn than called for and you're not giving me any options."

She forced herself to look into his eyes. Makenzee hated to admit it but he did look sincere. Damn him. She stepped out of the elevator and said, "He told me to bring fifty thousand smack-er-ooo's to central park at ten p.m. next Wednesday or – and I quote – Aiden's wishes will come true and he'd kill her." Makenzee said angrily with a wobbly voice and tears running down her cheeks. Bobby resisted the urge to hold her, to let her cry on his shoulders, to tell her everything would be alright. But there was one thing that he could do; he could fix her problems. Even if Makenzee would fight him every step of the way, he would help her. Before he could react she started past him. Tara saw her coming and stepped into the hall to intercept her walk.

"Makenzee, you can wait in here." She led Makenzee into the bullpen and directed her to Tara's desk. She pulled up a chair and Makenzee sat down. Although she didn't turn, she knew it was Bobby walking past her slowly.

"Wait for what?" Makenzee asked Tara.

"Until D and Jack come back."

The two women talked about nothing in specific for thirty minutes until D and Jack walked in. Jack nodded lightly to Makenzee who simply turned away. Jack winced.

"Okay people," D said. "Here's the plan: Makenzee and Bobby will go back to their-" D caught himself. "His place and pack up. Everyone else, go home, get an hour of shut-eye, come back in another hour packed and ready to go. We need to get Makenzee to a safe house. We'll all work from there."

"It had better be big." Sue said.

"It is." He paused. "Let's get going!"

Jack stopped the elevator doors from closing. Sue smiled when he stepped in. Levi wagged his tail. "It looks like I'm not the only one who's happy to see you."

"I seem to have that effect on people." Jack said gallantly.

Sue laughed, "I'm sorry that the movie won't work out."

"Who says it won't work out? We can still take a rain check. When all this is over and Bobby's out of his rut I promise you we'll watch a movie."

She smiled, "I'm glad, I was really looking forward to seeing you – I mean the movie. There's a movie that I've been itching to see." Sue quickly corrected.

Jack smiled. "Me too." The elevator doors opened and Jack said good bye after walking Sue to her car. He sighed. He might have to get a Pace-Maker if his heart didn't start to beat normally around Sue.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Hehe, it made my day, once again. Sorry that it took so long to update