B.D. Hawkins jumped up startled when Nancy stormed into his office, Frank barely able to keep up with her.

"Nancy! What is going on?" B.D. asked, recovering slightly from his shock. He sat back down in his chair and looked up at Nancy.

"Where is he?" Nancy demanded, fire burning in her blue eyes.

"Who?" B.D. asked, not sure if she was talking about her father or Dom.

"You know damn well who I'm talking about!" Nancy said. B.D. has never seen an angrier look on anyone than at that moment. "Where are you holding that murderous jerk?"

"You know very well I can't let you see him," B.D. said, calmly. "Especially with your father representing him."

"I don't care!" Nancy cried.

B.D. looked back at Frank for some explanation, but Frank merely shrugged his shoulders and gave him a "you're-about-to-find-out" look.

Nancy pulled out the note she had received from Dom and threw it on B.D.'s desk.

"What is this?" he asked.

"What do you think it is?" Nancy asked sharply, every ounce of patience gone.

B.D. shot her a warning glance, but she ignored it. Instead of arguing with her, he opened the note and started to read it. Soon, his face matched the color of the red folder that was lying on his desk. He gave the note back to Nancy.

"I'll take care of this right now," B.D. said, standing up.

"No!" Nancy said. "I need to do it. I'm not going to let him have the satisfaction that he can intimidate me from a jail cell."

"Nancy, I can't let—"B.D. began, but Nancy cut him off.

"B.D., I never ask you for anything. But I need to do this," Nancy said. "Turn your head, stare down at the folder, I don't care. Pretend that you didn't see me enter this office."

B.D, though for a moment and finally sighed. "He's in holding cell two. As far as I'm concerned, I never saw you."

Nancy let out a sigh of relief and flashed him an innocent smile. "When was I in your office?"

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"Nancy, are you sure this is a good idea?" Frank asked, as the officer led them to the holding area.

"No, I'm not sure," Nancy said. "But I refuse to be his victim anymore. I should be able to put all of this behind me and move on, but he refuses to let me."

"I'm not saying you should let him get to you," Frank said. "I just don't like the hell you're putting yourself through."

Nancy gave him a small smile as the officer opened to door to the holding area. "Hey, Shepard! You got visitors!"

The office nodded at Frank and Nancy and they walked into the small corridor that housed three different cells. Nancy looked in each of them and saw that only the second one was occupied.

"Let me know when you're finished," the officer said.

Nancy nodded and watched as the officer closed the door. Then she forced herself to look at Dominic Shepard. It was the face that would be seared into her memory for years to come—the dark hair that shaped his face and the incredibly icy blue eyes that were almost impossible for any human to have. Human…Nancy thought. Dominic Shepard's no human; maybe that's why they don't look out of place on him.

But now those blue eyes seemed even more intense than she remembered them to be. It was almost as if she was staring into a dark, forbidden abyss. He must have sensed the affect that he was having on her, because he flashed a chilling smile. Nancy felt Frank giver her hand a reassuring squeeze.

"Well, if it isn't little Miss Detective and the Boy Wonder," he jeered as he walked over to stand in front of the bars.

Nancy swallowed hard. She thought she was going to be able to confront him, but seeing the look on his face, she wasn't so sure of that decision. "I—I just wanted to—"

Dom chuckled. "Cat got your tongue?" he mocked. Then his voice turned cold. "I know what I would like to do to your tongue."

At those words, Nancy felt a wave of anger go through her body. She wouldn't be his victim anymore! "But you can't do it, can you Dominic? It's hard to do much of anything from in there."

Dom smiled at her. "There's that passion I like," he said.

"I think you earn a round of applause, Dom. That was some little stunt you pulled," Nancy said.

"I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about," Dom said, with mock surprise.

"Don't play stupid, Dom. We both know that you're not," Nancy said.

Dom grinned at her. "It's good to hear that you acknowledge that," he said.

Nancy ignored him. "The note, Dom," she said, slightly annoyed. "What were you hoping to accomplish with that?"

Dom feigned innocence. "Why, I have no idea what you're talking about, love."

"If you thought for one minute that you could scare me, then you were seriously mistaken," Nancy said in an icy voice. "I'm not afraid of you, Dom."

Dom studied her for a long moment. Then, without warning, he launched his arm out and grabbed her by the throat. Caught by complete surprise, Nancy struggled to pry his hand away from her throat, but to no avail. From the corner of her eye, she saw Frank rush forward to help her, but Dom only increased his hold on her. Finally, Frank delivered a swift chop to don's wrist and he let go of her. Nancy fell to the floor, coughing and gasping for air.

Frank knelt down beside Nancy. "Are you all right?" he asked, frantically.

Nancy nodded and looked up as Dom chuckled.

"Good thing Boy Wonder was here, huh, Nancy?" he mocked.

Nancy allowed Frank to help her up as she glared at Dom. But before she could say anything to him, the officer that had escorted them, came back.

"Is everything okay in here?" he asked. "I thought I heard some commotion."

Frank was about to say something when Nancy spoke. "Everything's fine," she said coldly as she continued to glare at Dom.

Frank was about to protest when Nancy tore her gaze from Dom to send him a fierce look. The officer looked doubtful, but walked back out, anyway. Frank stared at her, eyes wide. Nancy knew he wasn't happy, but she wasn't worried about his feelings right then.

Dom smiled at Nancy when she looked at him again. "Very nice, Nancy—lying to an officer of the law. What will you do next?"

"I didn't do that for you," Nancy said.

Dom shrugged. "I think you may be warming up to me, after all."

"It will be a cold day in hell before I warm up to you," Nancy spat at him.

"Then make sure you bundle up, sweetheart," Dom said sweetly.

Nancy felt like decking him, but knew that would only help his case.

"Don't come in here and tell me you're not scared, Nancy," Dom said, in a deadly calm voice. "I can see right through your little bravado façade."

"Believe what you want, Dom," Nancy said.

"I'll always be with you, Nancy. I'll be in every single dream that you have. Every time you look in a mirror, you will see me standing behind you. Every where you go and everything you do, I'll be there. And let's not forget that little gift I gave you. Even you said it yourself—you'll have the scar to remind you of the time we shared together."

Nancy couldn't control the tremor that went through her body. Frank saw it and put a hand on her arm and gently pulled her away from Dom.

"Like I said, Nancy—you're afraid of me, whether you want to admit it or not," Dom said with satisfaction on his voice.

Frank stepped in front of Dom and fixed him with his own withering glance. "You may think you're able to intimidate everyone, Shepard, but let's see how that does for you when you're resting comfortably in an eight by ten cell for the rest of your life."

Dom returned the look. "Maybe you haven't heard, but I have the best lawyer around. I'll never see the inside of a prison." He dropped his voice to a cold whisper so only Frank could hear him. "Nancy and I still have a dance we need to finish. And when I'm through with her, you'll wish I killed her back at the theater. Even you can't protect your little flower forever, Boy Wonder."

Frank stepped back, feeling an uncontrollable rage burning inside of him. He wanted to wipe that smirk off of his face, once and for all.

"Go to hell, Shepard," Frank said, coldly.

Dom smiled at him. "I hear it's nice and toasty there."

Frank turned his back to him and didn't miss the questioning look Nancy was sending him. He grabbed her arm and walked her to the door. He knocked to let the officer know they were ready.

"Oh, Nancy," Dom said, as if a thought had just struck him. Nancy and Frank turned to look at him as the officer opened the door. "That note you were asking about? You may want to ask your father about that. I'm sure he'll be able to enlighten you on its mysterious appearance."

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