HELLO! I DID IT! I HAVE FINALLY POSTED No3!

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(Even if not many did but I still hope and cross my fingers!)

Thanks anyway and I hope you'll like this and have a good read!

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I walk out, the three guys trailing behind me and lock the door.

Their car is sex on wheels…THEY are sex on legs…shit.

« How come you always have sexy cars? » I whine, buckling my seatbelt.

They only smile and I sulk at the window, squishing down a blush each time I think of how they saw me naked this morning. Ugh… I am so crazy…

I sight and hop out as soon as the car stops, almost bumping into a brunette with a little fat and cute face.

"Oh sorry." She apologizes. I nod.

"Hey Ranger. Sister of yours?" She points at me.

Tank laughs and I shoot him my best glare.

"No. I work for John Doe, otherwise known as a certain Vinnie." I explain, having read his file more thoroughly this morning.

The woman grimaces. "He's my uncle. Unfortunately."

I smile for the first time at her.

"You can't choose your family."

She looks at me curiously but when I look at the person in cuffs in her car my eyes widen.

"O…MI…GOD!" I scream, running over.

Shimer also screams and we embrace. Well…as best you can when your friend is hand cuffed.

"Shit dudette! S'been a while! What'ya been doin'?" We walk over to the stairs and sit down, talking at top speed.

In less than a few seconds, I undo her cuffs and we embrace properly.

"So. Who're the hot dudes? And wait a minute, don't tell me they're your bosses."

I shake my head laughing.

"Good. We can have fun!"

We laugh again, not seeing the four people's stunned faces.

"Where have you been? I dropped some money off for you at the old man's! You didn't even call back you wench!"

"What do you want me to do? I have to keep my identity hidden. Although your sudden outburst is sure to get my stalker here!"

We laugh again.

Ranger clears his throat.

"Oh sorry. Shimer, this is Ranger, uh…" I wait for the others to introduce themselves.

"Tank and Lester?" Shimer asks, smiling.

They look at her surprised but I only smile.

"Give them back their wallets." I scold, laughing.

Tank, the bubble gum guy, looks at his pocket and mutters something intelligible.

Shimer hands the wallets back and takes my arm.

"So. Any news from Sam?"
I send an amused look at the three guys who blush slightly and take Shimer aside and tell her everything.

She laughs. "They think Sam's?" She bursts out laughing again.

Ranger, getting annoyed, clears his throat.

We walk back over to them. "Well, here's your file, you can give it to doughboy, I'm gonna save Shimer here!" She laughs and we set off towards the station.

Remembering why I even was with Sex-on-legs, I run back to them, hand them the file and race back to Shimer who is halfway through the parking already.

I accompany her back to the station, wait for whoever to bail her out and we walk back to the small motel I'm renting.

We fall asleep, talking and listening to music, catching up on old times.

As I wake up, I look around and see Shim on the second single bed, almost ready to fall out, arm hanging over the edge. Quite a funny sight!

Yawning, I stretch, go to the bathroom, clean my teeth and go out again, opening my door to find a tray filled with food and a white letter with no inscription on it except my name and room number.

Frowning, I pick the tray up, put it on the small table and rip open the letter.

Thank you for doing the job,

It has been a pleasure working with you,

Remember that this never happened and we hope this will cover your expenses.

The Rangeman Agency.

The check, still I the envelope contains…2000 dollars…wow…

My eyebrows go up and up and I can't help but smile.

Sooooooooo. They liked the way I did my job eh? Hehe…this might prove in handy!

Shimer suddenly pokes her head out of the sheets and makes loud sniffing noises.

"Here doggy doggy!" I tease, waving a plate full of pancakes in front of her face.

She lounges at me and I have just the time to put the plate down before she crashes into me, growling in a very dog-like way.

"Down girl." I mutter patting her head.

She smiles, gets up and starts scarfing down the food.

After our breakfast, I get my things and we leave.

With the suits following me I can't afford to stay in a place for too long unless its at the bar where I get my work.

I stay in this burg town a couple more days, content to just sit and watch a little instead of having to run all the time from people whom I barely know and who hate and love me at the same time.

Hate me because I keep slipping between their fingers and love me because if they caught me I would become THE weapon…THE…thing most wanted in the world.

Shimer finished her job, which consisted of stealing an artifact at a museum not far off and took the plane back home, where she insisted a very good job waited for her.

Maybe its true but then again, I never know with her.

I am sitting on a bench near the beach, watching couples young and old walk together peacefully, blissfully ignorant of the girl that half the country is secretly tracking for magical powers unexplained by human science.

I sight and get up and just as I do, I see at the corner of my eye, a flicker of black and silver. Shit!

They actually found me! It's the first time it takes them so little time.

Anyway, I pick my bag up, look around carefully, spotting only one more suit in a parked car a few streets away then, without any warning, I run full speed.

The suits immediately jump out of their hiding places and rush after me, yelling profanities and such.

I skid to a stop in front of a silver corvette, pick the lock in record time and get in.

Shot break the window but I just duck my head and go out again.

It would take me at least ten seconds to start the engine manually and I don't have ten seconds.

I run off again, my body not even tired yet, used to this kind of exercise.

When I look back however, the suits have disappeared and I run full speed into a wall.

Great…I manage to slip from these idiots for years and now I run into a wall.

Hold on…walls aren't warm…or black for that matter with toned muscles and ponytails and combat boots.

"Howdy Ranger man." I greet, huffing and picking myself up.

"In a hurry?" He asks, eyes searching my face.

"Yeah, forgot something." I lie easily, straightening my jeans and shirt and trying to get my hair under control.

"Stop her!" The suit behind me yells.

I grimace and try to walk around Ranger. No easy feat. Especially if he stops me.

"Get out of my way." I growl.

The suit stops a few meters away.

"Put your hands in the air Black!"

I turn to the guy with disgust written all over my face.

Ranger sends me a warning glance and I somehow know I had been his skip.

Too bad. I'm going to kill whoever revealed my location to the suits.

An hour later, I am sitting at a gray table, shackled and staring blankly at the white wall on the left side of me, the huge two-way mirror in front of me.

A suit comes in, a guy called James Peterson whom I punched in the nose because he had tried to corner me somewhere in New Jersey.

"Hello there darling." He says sarcastically.

"Hello crooked nose." I answer wryly.

"Did you know that Count Dracula asked me to marry him?" I ask, smiling dreamily, " I told him yes on one condition:" I turn my eyes to him, hearing him take a sharp breath.

"I told him to come and kill you, suck your blood out and leave you dry on the floor."

Ranger looks, rather stunned, at the young girl he'd captured.

She treated the police officer like dirt and at the same time…like someone she knew for a long time.

"Now now, Kitty. What is this language in the presence of an old friend?"

Officer Peterson drawls, taking out a file.

"You had to employ someone not from your department to capture me eh? Jammy, you suck." She sights, sitting back.

The officer glares at her and Black Cat only smirks in response.

"How did you escape us the first time?" He asks, opening the file he has in his hands.

The young woman sits up. "Now THAT is a really good story. Wanna me to tell?"

Officer Peterson looks at her a bit alarmed but nods anyway.

"Okay, it started out like this:

One day, a poor girl on which stupid useless scientists where doing dumb tests, has enough and decides to leave. She only has to dump a whole glass of water on the security guards PC to fuck up a bit the system and make enough confusion to slip out of that damned room. THEN, this is the important part Jim, THEN, light surrounds her!" Black cat waves her arms around for effect before continuing, oblivious to the howls of laughter coming from the other side of the mirror where Ranger and his men listen, unknown to the officer and his capture.

"Aliens have abducted the poor girl! Thank goodness, Fox Moulder, FBI agent super-hero, comes to her rescue. Just as he puts her down, Godzilla wearing a pink tutu and dancing pop music barges in on that delightful moment and Fox runs off to ask the monkey to marry him…"

Officer Peterson clamps his hand on her mouth for a couple seconds and quickly retrieves it, fearing he might be bitten.

"What? I could go in front of a judge man! It's true!"

Ranger lets a small smile show.

"Shut up!" The officer yells, only making the shorthaired brunette giggle.

"Have enough already?"

The officer sends her a dirty look and flips through the file.

"Do you know a certain Carl Brunder?" He asks, smiling evilly.

Black Cat seems to think about then shrugs smiling.

"Maybe. Is it the guy I did in front of the theatre?"

She scoffs, as if remembering the memory, apparently delightful.

"Hmm. No. Just the man who told us where you hid."

Black Cat stops laughing. "I'm sorry?" She asks politely.

The officer grins widely, making her want to hit him.

"Here's the deal, we got your little friend. Shamer is it? If you conduct yourself with responsibility then we'll let her go."

The officer almost licks his lips.

"NO!"

He backs off, turning pale.

The young woman growls, feeling the rage build up inside at incredible speed and turning her normally dark eyes into pools of swirling sky blue water.

"This better be a bluff Jim. If you ever did that I swear I would kill ANYONE to get to you then take…good care to make you die a slower and more painful death than you ever imagined." She hisses.

Ranger and his men look in amazement at the officer who cowers to the door and rushes out.

He enters the room and starts when he sees them there.

"I don't know what you heard and I don't care. Just get that freak into jail for the moment."

Then he disappears out in the hall.

When Ranger looks back through the glass he sees Black Cat eyes on the door, hands shaking, face red.

Without warning, she turns to the chair on her left and sends it flying against the wall.

The men behind Ranger chuckle and he himself can't get a very satisfying and yet immoral idea out of his head. Should he? Maybe…Probably…yes definitely.

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Well I am SO sorry it took so long! As some of you know I have been traveling from France back to my long missed little boat in Asia (I stayed 5 months in France for the summer and just got back 2 weeks ago) so please understand my lateness!

Righto, hope you liked this little chappie and thanks again for the reviews!