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FQ: I'm not going to waist any time. Here it is.

"I'll be there in ten." Milo was on his cell phone.

"Okay, don't take to long, but drive safely." They ended their call and Andy went to check on the food. She was cooking Milo's favorite. Lasagna with parsley on top and she ordered perch from the nearest fish place. She also tossed a salad.

Dana sat in her car with an accomplice. Waiting for Milo's arrival or Andy's move to leave to Milo's. "How long are we going to wait here?" The man complained.

"Don't rush things. I don't know. Any minute now."

"I'm charging by the hour."

"No, we agreed five hundred dollars to do the job." The man frowned.

The doorbell rang and Andy ran to the door. She opened it up and Milo had a dozen roses in his hand. They hugged and he walked in and took off his coat.

"Something smells good. Is that my favorite?"

"Sure is. I thought that you deserved it." She wrapped her arms around his neck. "This is my way of making up." She pecked his lips.

They listened to some Jazz Milo brought his CD from home. They sat at the dinner table. Both unsure what to talk about.

"So did you ever get over with Dana?"

"See, why do you have to mention her name in my house? Why do you have to mention her at all?"

"Sorry, didn't know that was an issue. Let's talk on something else."

"Yeah, shall we." She pushed the food on her plate. "Listen if you must know, no. I still don't like her and probably never will. I tried to be kind, but there are things she's' done to me and she must pay for it." He nodded his head, as to accept it because there was nothing he could do about it. "You don't approve, do you?"

"I didn't say anything."

"Just in case you're wondering, you can like her and it won't affect us. I won't let you choose against your friends and me."

"She's not my friend. Just a person I talked to when she worked here." Andy shrugged her shoulders. She got the table cleared and they sat on the couch, while a new song came on. "So what you want to do? Watch a movie? Sit and talk-"

He placed his forefinger to her mouth. "Shhhh, less talking and more kissing." Their lips met and what they were holding back lept out. He kissed her neck and she laid back on the armrest of the couch. He ran his hands through her hair down to her lips. Heated passion aroused them both. She worked with his buttons on his shirt, while he worked with her jeans. She took it off and his abs was revealed. He pulled her jeans down and threw them to the floor. They were already starting to sweat.
"Milo, I don't know about this. I just got divorced." She moaned. "And we are not even married."

"Go, with what you feel." Just then the lights went out and the house was dark. There wasn't a storm happening. "The breaker?"

"Maybe. Let me get the flashlights out the kitchen." They felt around the walls to see where they were going. Andy held onto Milo. When they found the flashlights they tried the breaker downstairs. It didn't work. "The wires outside. Are they cut?"

"I don't know." It was chilly in the house. They remembered they both hardly had any clothes on. They ran upstairs and felt their way back into the den. They lit some candles. She gave him his shirt and he her pants.

"Sorry this didn't workout. Maybe tomorrow or whenever?"

"Andy, this is perfect. No lights. No kids. No clothes." He tossed his shirt. He pulled her closer. She felt him near her abdomen.

"Milo, is that what I think it is?"

"Only one way to find out." They drifted on to the couch and there was this loud thumping noise. It scared the both of them.

"Milo, what was that?" Milo walked to the door and opened the door and there was nothing outside that he saw was going to kill them.

"It's getting kind of cold and I felt some drizzle of rain. Maybe it was the wind blowing and a tree's branch brushed against it."

"Milo, that noise was not no tree branch…I'm getting my clothes on. This is a sign." She pulled her right arm through her sleeve.

"A sign of what?"

"A sign that we should not be doing this and we're not married."

"That is some bull. We are grown consenting adults."

"That doesn't mean anything."

"Okay, I don't want to argue so if you want to wait, that's fine. Even if it's till or if we get married." Andy wrapped her arms around him and laid her head on his naked chest.

Dana watched as the man cut the wires. The lights in Andy's house went out. Dana laughed and saw the man walk around to the side of the house and then take a bat and swing it against the house. A second later Milo stepped out and to see what all the noise was about. His chest was bare. They already started to get busy, she thought. He signaled to go another round, but gave the wait signal.

"Listen, Milo. The kids are spending the night over their friend's house and you could spend the night with me." She added. "In my bed."

"As tempting as that is Andy, I can't. I'm afraid I'll go against your wishes. That would be too much for me. Sorry." She nodded and he kissed her hand. "We'll talk later." She watched him leave down the steps and closed the door. She ran upstairs to go get a shower.

Milo jogged down the steps whistling. He was kind of shaken from what he was about to do with Andy. He was so close. The keys dropped from his hand. Pain. He was on the ground. He looked up and saw a man with a mask holding a bat about to take a swing another swing. He did. The man went for his stomach and made him scream. He took another at his leg. There was blood on the bat. His blood. Some one yelled. A car started up, but it wasn't his. It was someone else's. Teenagers? No, they would've taken his car in a flash. This was somebody he new. Screeching of a car burned and fled.

Andy was upstairs with her trusty flashlight when she heard a screeching car. "Milo?" She looked out from her bedroom window, which she could see her front yard. There was Milo's car. What? Where was he? She rushed down stairs and ran outside. She looked around. She ran in the street where the driver's door was. Milo was bleeding from the head. He was in a fetus position. She dropped down to her knees and opened his eyelids to see if he was conscience. "Milo, baby. Wake up! Wake up, please!" She was crying now. She dug in his pocket for his cell phone. It was gone. Who ever did this took his phone. "I'll be back." She ran in the house to call 911. They kept her on the line. "I'm Dr. Campbell! I know what to do until you get here. Let me go attend to him outside."

"Ma'am," The operator said. "We have to keep you on the line. You are panicking."

"No I am not. My boyfriend is lying outside on the ground bleeding. He needs some help. Of course I'm not going to sound normal!" The operator tried to say something else, but she hung up. She rushed back outside to where she heard her name being called. "I'm here Milo. Don't worry. I'm here." He winced as he tried to move his neck. "Don't move. You have to stay still sweetie." It was raining now and her hair was starting to look like she had been in a shower. It was cold and all she had on was jean and a cotton white T-shirt. It was getting wet and her skin was starting to show. She heard sirens and stood up to see which way it was coming from. She signaled for them to hurry up.

Dana was back in her hotel. The man she was with followed her in. "Oh, that was great." She was laughing. "I wish I could have been a part of that. I didn't know you was about to do that." She sat on the bed and crossed her legs. "Why don't you come over her?"

"Where's my money?" He folded his arms.

She laughed. "What, your money? You'll get it. Why don't we get down to it?" She stood up and wrapped her arms around his waist. He pushed her away.

"Where is my money? I want to get out of this joint so I can go home. Sorry if my body doesn't ache for yours." He gave a sarcastic smile. She reached in her purse and took out a check. He snatched it from her. The check read $530.

"The extra 30 was for, if you gave me little extra of yourself, but since you didn't I want it back when cashed." He smiled and walked right out the door knowing that he wasn't going to give it back. She laid her back on the bed and spreaded her arms and legs out on the bed sheet.

EMT's rushed Milo in the emergency room. His head was busted open. He had a concussion, three broken ribs, and one broken leg. Andy was right by his side. She was attending to him like he was her patient. She inserted his IV and gave him ten cc's of morphine. That brought down the pain for a while.

Two hours later, Milo was in ICU. Andy pulled up a chair and watched him sleep. His breathing was slow and paceful. The split in his forehead was stitched up and bandaged up. Andy couldn't believe that somebody would do this to another person. Nick was on duty and came in to check on them both. He brought her some coffee. She was tired and wanted to go home.

Milo stirred. He slowly opened his eyes. Andy's head was resting on the cold bed rail. He lifted his hand to pat her on the head. She felt his movement before even reached to touch her. "Milo," She was relieved. She had dried tears in her eyes. She kissed his lips. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine." His voiced was husky and soft. He coughed.

"Who did this Milo?" He shook his head. "Some punk kid who wanted a cell phone? We'll some how find out who did this." She slipped her hand through his. She lifted his hand to her mouth and kissed it.

"It wasn't teenagers. There was somebody in a car that helped him." He coughed again. "I didn't see who it was, but I'm sure that it was somebody that I knew. Some hired hit man or something. Maybe they would've come after you if I wasn't there."

"Listen, Milo don't worry about me right now. Just get better." He asked for his water and she held it for him while he sipped from the straw. "Get your rest." She stood up.

"Where are you going? I want you to stay here."

"I'll come back. I have to take care of some business."

"What kind of business?"

"You wouldn't understand. Something I have been wanting to do for a long time."

She left out, not waiting to answer his question.

Lu was watching a movie and eating pizza with Mark. They rented two of her favorite movies. Lu loves those movies. There was a loud bang on the door. More like someone was dying to get in, maybe because they needed help. Mark and Lu got scared. Lu reached for the phone about to call 911, she heard the desperate voice of Andy. She put the phone to her chest to show her relief. "Andy?" She ran to the door and opened the door. Andy was soaked. "Andy, what happened to you? Come in and get dry."

"I can't right now." She shook her head.

"Why? Get in here." She pulled her in and slammed the door.

"Delgado, I can't. What hotel is Dana staying in?"

"What? Andy I know you hate the girl, but I'm not giving you the hotel so you can go start trouble!"

"I'm not starting trouble. She's already begun it. I'm just late playing in it. I need it."

"No Andy."

"Give it to me please!"

"Why? Why do you need it so bad? Give me one good reason."

"She's gone too far. She put Milo in the hospital." Lu's mouth dropped. "He has a concussion, three broken ribs, and a broken leg. Tell me which hotel is it."

"Andy this is the time for the police. Let me call them." She picked up the phone and Andy snatched it and slammed it on the receiver. "Mark, get to your room!"

"But Mom?"

"Go." He sluggishly left. "What is the matter with you?"

"Delgado, you don't know what has happened to me this past week since she's been here. If you are a true friend you'll give it to me!"

"Andy calm down."

"I am calm. Please, from the bottom of your heart. Give me the hotel and including the room number."

"Andy, let's call the police."

"It's the Hiatt Hotel off of I 95. The third exit." Mark was back and Lu looked at him like he was crazy.

"Mark!" Lu turned around to look at him.

"Her room number I don't know. Ask for her name when you get there."

"Mark," She turned back to Andy. "Andy, please I don't want to see my friends fight each other. Let the law fix this."

"Thank you Mark. I owe you." Andy left out the door.

"Way to go Mark! Didn't I tell you to go to your room?"

"Mom, did you even listen to her! Dana put someone in the hospital. I heard what has been happening to her has gone on ever since Dana came back. Maybe you are misjudging her. Maybe, she's not going to even fight her. Dr. Campbell's a smart woman. She has class."

"Mark, I am the adult! I know my friends, just like you know your friends! You just made a big mistake. Go to your room. You are grounded. I'm calling the police, before Andy can do something stupid."

FQ: Got to get to work on the next chapter