Author's notes: Hey guys, I like the positive reviews and all, but I think it's time you got a little more descriptive with your reviews. I've seen some post justone sentence just saying they liked the fic, but I think they need to add more detail instead of just saying they liked it. You know what I mean? I believe you guys mean no harm by it and arent doing it on purpose. I would just like to see more detail thats all. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this next chapter.

I've wrote some responses to your reviews at the bottom incase you want to read them.

After many long enduring weeks, Steve had finally recovered from the hospital. He was now free to go and do whatever he pleased. It felt good for him to be able to leave that rigidly, uncomfortable bed he had been bounded to for such a long time. Now able to stand on two feet and walk around without any problems, Steve left the hospital with a bright smile. But as good as the proud boxer felt, he believed there was something missing.

The beautiful Irish woman he had fallen in love with was nowhere to be found. He hadn't seen any sign of her since she came to visit a couple days ago. She promised to come see him as soon as he was released, but never showed. Being every bit as worried, Steve drove up to her apartment. Along the way, he speeded to get there as fast as he could.

The sharp wind blew his loose hair back behind his ears through the opened window. He came to a quick stop once he arrived in the nearly empty parking lot. Upon coming inside the drafty doorway, the place seemed to be an absolute wreck. The elevators hardly worked and little chucks of debris could be seen falling from the cracked ceiling. The area didn't seem fit for a woman.

It was a complete disaster. Steve took the stairs, going up step after continuous step until he reached Nina's floor. He knocked softly on the door, waiting for the young woman to open up and step out, but nobody answered. He tried knocking again and again and still didn't get an answer. The English boxer was determined to see the woman he loved again and decided to stick around until she showed up.

A couple minutes later, he could hear the sounds of joyful humming coming down the hallway. An excited Ling Xiaoyu just happened to be skipping along, regularly. It didn't take long before she spotted the young boxer standing by her neighbor's doorway.

"Whoa! Excuse me sir, but are you Nina's boyfriend?" the little Chinese girl asked examining every part of his masculine body.

Lightly, she patted his arms and legs to see if what she had thought was true. It turned out her assumption was correct. Steve was indeed the hunk she had imagined. His body was as solid as a rock and he appeared much stronger than she believed. The roughness of his rock hard abs, the broadness of his thick shoulders was everything she had imagined.

"Wow, Nina's really lucky to have a guy like you. Say, do you happen to know any cute guys around my age?" the girl giggled, timidly.

Steve chuckled as he stood up against the wall. He was flattered to hear the schoolgirl's nice complements. She was so adorable to him, with her long black pigtails, courteous smile, and friendly eyes. The young boxer couldn't think of a time when he had seen somebody so cute before.

"I'm sorry, honey. I don't know anybody close to your age," he replied apologetically

He then changed the subject.

"Are you one of Nina's friends, by chance?"

"Yes I am," Xiaoyu declared. I'm one of Nina's good, good, friends. I'm always there to help her when she needs it. I'm glad to see she's found a handsome man to be with, I think she really needs one."

"What do you mean?" The boxer said edging closer.

"Sometimes, I think she's lonely. I notice she looks unhappy, like she needs someone special in her life. When I first met her, she was always rude and impolite to me. But I think she only acts that way because she needs someone her own age to talk to."

Nina soon came around the hallway, holding a couple of plastic grocery bags in hand, totally unaware that she was being talked about. When she saw Steve standing right at her doorway, she suddenly dropped the bags on the floor in shock. The sound of the baggage hitting the ground caught both the young boxer and Xiaoyu's attention.

"Hey there, Nina!" Xiaoyu greeted, wrapping her arms around Nina's waist.

The Irish assassin kept her eyes locked on Steve, wondering what his purpose of being in the apartment was. This was a surprise that had caught her completely off guard. She did nothing but stand there with her mouth hung open.

"Hello, Nina," Steve said walking over to her, picking up the dropped groceries. "Let me help you with these."

Nina opened the door and felt the cool breeze of the cold air inside the room as Steve and Xiaoyu followed her inside.

"I didn't expect you to be here," said the young woman.

"Well, I didn't see you at the hospital. I figured that I'd come here instead," replied the British boxer.

"Aww, that's so sweet!" Ling teased, ease dropping in the conversation."

Nina glared at her teenage neighbor sinisterly as she sat down on the couch.

"Hey, Nina, I was wondering if you would like to come to my house and have dinner?" asked Steve.

The young woman paused for a second, unsure of what to say. She thought Steve was asking for too much. It was kind of fun at first to do certain things with him, but it started to lose its appeal after awhile. He seemed to be taking things a step further than she thought. Instead of declining, Nina accepted to go.

"Ok," she said agreeing.

"Oh, can I go!" an excited Xiaoyu piped in, jumping up and down.

"Of course, why not?" Steve said, allowing the young girl to come along.

Nina slipped into something more comfortable before heading out. The heels she wore were hurting her aching feet and needed to be changed right away. Minutes later, Steve went downstairs and waited patiently by his car with the engine running. Xiaoyu sat in the backseat enjoying the cool air that blew inside the vehicle. Finally, Nina came down the stairs and stepped straight into the car.

As soon as the passenger door was fully closed, Steve slammed his foot hard on the accelerator and peeled out of the parking lot. In next to no time, they arrived at the young boxer's house. Getting out of the car first, Xiaoyu was the first to make it to the front door. Steve came to the door next and opened it with his key. What Nina saw impressed her, for she didn't expect her own son to live in such a nice home.

The plush carpet was nicely vacuumed. All shelves and cupboards showed no signs of dust or dirt build up, and the furniture looked entirely brand new. Even the smell of the house was amazing. The pleasant aroma of fresh flowers filled the whole house. It was like somebody's dream home, only it was real.

"Wow, this is a nice house you got here!" Xiaoyu said, twirling around and admiring the place.

"Thanks, I do my best to keep it nice and neat," Steve replied appreciatively.

Nina made her way over to the nearest reclining chair and sat down, making herself comfortable. The snugness of the chair relaxed her tired back. She had been walking around all day without any rest and this was the perfect antidote to solve her problem. As the assassin took some time to unwind herself, Steve went into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Xiaoyu sat down on the soft squishy couch and propped her shoeless feet up over the armrest, while watching television on the boxer's thirty inch big screen.

When dinner was ready, Steve called Nina and Xiaoyu to the table. The three of them sat down together and ate as much food as they possibly could. Surprisingly, the English boxer's cooking was wonderful. The food he prepared was actually quite good. After tasting it, Nina couldn't do nothing but feel more proud of her son.

He was good at so many things it was unbelievable. While eating at the table, Xiaoyu suddenly ate herself to sleep. With her arms stretched out all over the place and her head down, Steve decided to take the young schoolgirl upstairs into his room and lay her on the bed. When he came back downstairs, he was happy to know Nina and him were alone, again. Slowly, he sat back down and scooted his chair over beside her.

The Irish woman smiled as she saw him move closer. Gently, he placed his hand on her arm and began massaging it thoroughly with his fingers. The feeling was so pleasant Nina did not want him to stop. Steve's head then approached her pale skinned neck. The two shared a warm kiss that lasted for at least thirty seconds.

As great as it felt, the young assassin had to calmly push the charming Englishman away, and put a stop to the kissing.

"What's wrong?" Steve asked, in a voice of concern.

"I can't do this, not with you," Nina whispered.

"Why not?"

"Because it isn't right," she added, getting up from the table.

"I don't understand. What are you talking about? How is this not right?" Steve questioned.

"You have feelings for me, but I don't have the same feelings about you, for reasons I can't explain. I'm…I'm sorry, Steve."

"What reasons? What is the reason behind all of this? Why can't you tell me?"

Nina loved Steve, but did share the same exact feelings he felt for her. It was wrong for a son to fall in love with his own mother, but the young boxer had no idea he was developing strong emotions for the woman who gave birth to him. The assassin was aware of where Steve was taking this, and wanted it to stop. The English boxer began to speak again, but was cut off when a speeding bullet came flying through his glass window. It flew straight past Nina's right ear and into a wall.

Pieces of shattered glass spilled all over the floor and table from the impact the bullet had made with the window. More shells were fired, but in small bursts.

"What the hell?" Steve thought, taking cover behind the chairs.

The young assassin knew what was the cause behind the shooting. It had to be the work of another hired thug aimed to kill her. These vicious attacks were getting out of hand. She wondered as to how these hit men always knew where to find her. Taking a small gun from her back pocket, Nina cocks it and prepares herself for action.

Crimson Wolf

Huh? This isn't the end of your story, is it? I hope it isn't... shivers I hope you update again but if you don't, that's alright I 'spose...

Thunderxtw"s reply: No, this isnt the end of the story, so dont worry. When it comes to an end I'll be sure to tell you just as I did in my Assassin Strikes fic.

Rahaf...: ...hi there...that was a nice chapter...more ASAP...GOOD LUCK...PEACE...-

Thunderxtw's reply: I'm glad you liked it. More is on the way.

paigematthews1225: that is so sweet it makes me want to read it more

Thunderxtw's reply: Thanks. I hope you continue to

Krappkarmin: Aww...wipe a tear away they're finally together again! I'm so happy! Well, don't stop here! Continue quick!
Oh, and thank you so much for reviewing my fic. It gave me motivation. What you're expecting from Preston, well, you guessed right. You won't like what will happen but Preston won't show his true self until Miharu is gone from Earth into Steve's world. Yeah, some hints of his intention might show here and there the next few chaps. You're the first person to actually tell me about your discovery.
Well, thanks again and don't ever give up on this fic! I LOVE the way you describe Steve. That's similar to how I'm gonna describe him.
Peace

Thunderxtw's reply: Your very welcome, Krappkarmin. It's always good to have some motivation. Your story is really good and I hope you continue with it. I wanted my review to be more descriptive. If people just tell that they liked your story without giving any information as to why, you kind of feel like you wasted your time writing. I'm sure it took you longer than a few minutes to type those chapters, so I think its important that someone at least tells you how they enjoyed your story.

Don't worry, this story aint finished. It will continue on. Anyway, I wish you well, and good luck with your fic.