Rumble in the Montecito
Summary: Where does Jesse go for vacation? Las Vegas of course, where he is a high roller at the Montecito resort and Casino. But an unexpected visitor makes Jesse's long awaited vacation into a nightmare.
Paring: Might become a Jesse/Nessa ...just maybe.
A/N: Look at this...another chapter uploaded in the same with as the other one! Read and review and let me know where you want to see this go...I'm getting a small block with this one...so I open to ideas...
Jesse typed furiously on the computer, trying to see if his suspicions were correct. While Danny stood back in awe as this man cracked into so many different programs without breaking a sweat.
"You know this is wrong on so many levels." Danny whispered to Ed as his boss walked towards him.
"That's why I'm having him do this here in my office." Ed said taking a seat next to Danny. But Danny moved closer to Jesse and looked at the monitor trying to see what exactly Jesse was doing.
"What are you doing?"
"Well I am hacking into phone records, bank summaries. You know easy stuff."
"Yeah I can see that, but why?"
"I'm just making sure that my hunch is correct."
"Why don't we do this Ed, wouldn't it be faster then trying to get it out of people?"
"Maybe but it's against the law. And Jesse is the only one who can do stuff like this with out getting caught."
"But can't-"
"Bingo." Jesse said cutting off Danny.
"What did you find?" Ed asked as he leaned over Jesse's shoulder.
"That your Steven Banquo gave $20,000 to Noah Kilmartin, three weeks ago, who now has not even a penny to his name."
"Okay but why did they come after you?" asked a very confused ex-marine.
"Noah came to me asking for money, which basically I told him to screw himself. And if you look at the tapes you have of him." Jesse pointed to the monitors on the wall. "He calls somebody right after I left. And about half an hour later I get attacked by James and his men."
"But why did Banquo send his men after you?" Danny got more frustrated.
"Well either Noah told them I had the money, or they think I had it since I am his ... son." Jesse struggled on the last word.
"Either way, they might come after you again so you might want to cut your vacation short." Ed said.
"Ed I know you are worried about my welfare, but I'm not going to leave my much needed vacation just because some guys might or might not come back."
"Well I don't need the press to get a hold that one of our guest-one of our whales are in a bind with one of Vegas's deadliest lone sharks."
"Its not going to happen."
"I still think you should cut your-"
"Ed these guys don't scare me. I have been up against more deadly and more powerful people then these crack heads."
"Danny can you-"
"Leave? Yeah." Danny got the hint and left Ed's office
"Jesse I know what you do, and how you do it. But I also know you can't do any of that here."
"Ed you have state of the art surveillance equipment, so why don't you use that to keep these guys out."
"We will do that but I'm just saying-"
"And you know my response. Now I need to go, or I'll be late for lunch with Nessa. See you later Ed." Jesse go up ad left Ed in his office, while Danny slowly made his way back to Ed.
"I guess he is staying?"
"Yes he is."
"Should I call Louis now?"
"Yes, but don't say anything about the fight and Jesse."
"Then what should tell him."
"That Steve and his men are here and is casing a few problems and..."
"And..."
"Make up some bullshit."
"Ed if you don't want me to call Louis just tell me."
"Okay don't call Metro."
"Hey Nessa, sorry that I'm a bit late, was talking with your boss." Jesse said giving her a hug.
"That's okay, oh my gosh what happened to you?" Nessa gasped when she just realized the bruise on the side of his face.
"It's nothing. So how long to I get you for lunch?"
"I have an hour before I need to be back. Do you have a place in mind or what?"
"Nope nothing in mind, whatever you want will be great."
"Okay lets go." About 5 minutes later they arrived at The Bootleggers Bistro and was seated in the Wine Room.
"I heard that this is supposed to be a great Italian restaurant."
"Italian?" Jesse said with a smile.
"What you don't like Italian food?"
"I'm Italian Nessa, remember."
"Oh that's right."
"And I can't remember the last time I had Italian food."
"Then it seems I picked the right spot." Nessa said with her English accent and a smile.
"Good after noon. I am Peter your waiter. Can I start you off with some wine?"
"Okay Mr. Italian order some wine." Nessa said.
"Okay we will have a bottle of the Cappellet Sangiouese."
"The New World Reds, sir?"
"Yes."
"Good choice sir. I'll be back with the wine and to take your orders if you are ready." Peter said as he left the table.
"A whole bottle?"
"Yeah I never get wine by the glass. Because sometime they use a different bottle and it will be a different taste."
"Really?"
"I have no idea, I was just trying to sound smart." Jesse said with a laugh.
Moments later Peter came back to the table with fresh bread and their bottle of wine. "Are you ready to order?"
"Yes, I'll have the Mussels Diavolo."
"Hot, Medium or Mild?"
"Mild please."
"And for you sir?"
"I'll have the Linguine alla Vongole with the Red sauce." Jesse said as it naturally and smoothly rolled of his tongue.
"Okay." The waiter said, as he left the table once again.
"So how have you been doing?" Jesse asked as he took a sip of wine.
"I've been doing good, still the toughest pit boss in Vegas. And what about you? When I saw you yesterday you seemed to been preoccupied with something and today you have busies on your face."
"I ran into somebody who aren't in my good graces, and got into a little fist fight. But I don't really want to talk about it."
"Okay then what do you want to talk about?"
"Lets talk abut us."
A/N: That place Jesse and Nessa went to is atucally in Las Vegas and the wine and the food is from their menus. And I don't know anything about wine so ... don't know if thats good wine or not...just picked one with a fancey name...lol