Hey! Thank you thank you thank you Verea!

I hope you like this one too! Just finished writing and my brain feels like MUSH!

Right, have fun and hope to read you again! Hehe.

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On Stephanie's coffee table, lying on her back is a blond woman with breasts that couldn't have looked more like plastic and she is naked with on top of her Dan and Morelli.

Morelli is getting a blow job done and Dan just fucking her.

The girl looked high and drunk because even when she saw us she only giggled.

A scream of rage however stopped them. Was it me or Steph?

I don't know but I do know that my bastard boyfriend is boinking somebody else! Not to mention Steph's husband.

Steph grabs my hand before I can launch myself onto them with guns and knives and we run out to the elevator, ignoring the two men's cries behind us.

The doors close just as they scramble out of the apartment with only their pants on.

We race to her SUV just in time to see Dan and Morelli burst through the emergency exit.

"Go!" I scream and Steph almost crashes into another car in her attempt to get out of there at top speed.

Soon we are safely on the road and I mention for her to stop at a small wall mart.

I go in and buy half a dozen tubes of Ben and Jerries (A/N: I don't know how to write Ben and Jerries so PLZ excuse me.), two bottles of vodka and Ghostbusters the two movies.

When I plonk back into the SUV I find Steph crying quietly.

"There there now." I shush, knowing full well that these last few days Steph had been yelling a lot with Joe.

She drives us back to my apartment and we sit in front of the TV in my new huge couch, the vodka and ice-cream on the small coffee table in front of us.

Only after our fifth or sixth drink do our tongues regain their ability to work and we curse fluently all the men from our lives.

Me teaching her French and Asian swearwords while she corrects my Italian and Spanish ones.

After having finished the first bottle of vodka however we are barely holding on our feet and our slurred minds turn to my coffee table.

"I HATE coffee tables." Steph says pointedly and I nod, grinning evilly.

We take out baseball bats I had found while cleaning yesterday; take all the ice creams and both bottles off before starting to thoroughly trash it.

After an exhausting ten minutes the table gives way and falls to pieces.

We whoop in joy and I put the music real loud, making us dance a little.

Infernal's From Paris to Berlin blaring, we sing along with it.

After that finished, we pour ourselves more vodka and Steph plonks onto the couch.

"Hey?" She asks, head clearly spinning a little. "You sing well. Sing a song for me."

I grin and take the empty vodka bottle, going in front of the TV and acting like a famous pop star.

"Hello, lady Stephanie, I am here to sing especially for you, EVANESCANCE!" I cry.

Stephanie snorts and gets comfortable, half empty tube of Ben and Jerries in hand.

" I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along."

Steph gasps, putting her ice cream down and knocking over our glasses.

"That was great! How come you don't sing more?"

"I only sang when mother was alive. After that my life was just…sad. No sing uses." I giggle.

"You will forget that! You are now in a new and cool life!" She tells me sternly.

I puff out my chest and we laugh.

The door opens and the look Ranger and Tank give us, finding the ice cream littered on the floor and the second half empty vodka bottle sends us on the ground holding our sides.

"The look on your faces." Steph squeaks and we laugh again, almost hysterically.

The two men pick us up and carry us to my king sized bed.

Just as they about to leave, however I call them back.

"Hey? Could you guys stay please? In my condition I can't protect Steph." I mumble, pushing Steph so the men can lie down with us.

I feel their surprise coming off them like heat and almost chuckle but thankfully they sit down, their backs pressed to the wall and I snuggle under the covers, one arm over Steph and one over Ranger.

I feel his body tense when I throw my arm over him but he soon relaxes and I fall asleep before I have so much the time to say Bulgari.

I don't sleep well and wake up, choking back a small sob, the nightmare playing itself in my head.

The only problem is I can't remember what it was.

Wearily, I look around and my eyes land on Ranger, Tank and Steph's still forms.

All breathing deeply and regularly, asleep.

Smiling, I get out of bed and walk into the second bathroom so as to not wake them.

After having brushed my teeth and tied my hair in a high ponytail, I go to the kitchen and take out a small freezed tartlet, popping it into the microwave.

Then I start to make the coffee, actually, Dan DID give me the recipe for his ass kicking coffee and I use it only to cheer myself up or to celebrate something. It's the latter of course so I make it especially strong and sweet.

Ranger comes out, still dressed in his SWAT black, Tank right behind him.

"Hey." I whisper and they nod, sitting down on my only two chairs.

Somehow, before going to bed I had managed to take my jeans off. Hmm. Now I'm in panties in front of two guys any woman would die for.

Shaking away my stupid thoughts, I take the small coffee pot, three glasses and put them down on the table, kicking the kitchen stool with me.

I sit down and Tank serves, expertly pouring the rich hot liquid in the three cups.

Smiling, I take a small sip and savor it a while.

Range and Tank nod appreciatively and finish their coffee faster than I ever could.

"What happened?" Ranger asks, almost sounding casual.

Rubbing my eyes, I smile thinly and sight.

"Me and Steph were going to her place. W…we opened the door and…found," I take a deep breath, squishing my anger down as far as it can go before continuing. "Joe and Dan making out with a teenager who seemed higher than heaven itself." I finish hastily, not wanting to think too much about it.

Tank's hands curl into fists but apart from that his face stays neutral.

"What's with the coffee table?" Ranger points to the completely destroyed table.

"We were a bit flustered." I smile at him, seeing Tank almost shiver.

Steph comes in then and makes her way blindly to the bathroom, her hair a real rat's nest.

With a small goodbye and hug to Steph, the two men leave.

"You can go back to sleep if you want Steph. It's only 6." I propose and she nods, falling on the bed with a resounding swish.

I clean up the floor of all the wood and Ben and Jerry tubes then put a little bit of order.

By the time I'm finished, I'm sweating and it is 8:30.

I take a quick shower and, deciding to face everyone, I put kohl, mascara and lip-gloss, accompanied by my usual jeans and shirt.

Steph stumbles into the bathroom once more and also takes a shower, promising me that she'll be ready for work in an hour.

Smiling, I take a small gulp of the no cold coffee and finish the last ounce of ice cream before Steph comes out of the shower, hair in a half assed ponytail and a heavy layer of mascara.

We both put our guns in plain view of the world and walk out of there, heads held high, ready to face the devil himself.

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Well that's it! Thanks again for your review Verea! Slight blush and muttered thanks.

All of you readers out there, REVIEW! Thnks, c u.