A/N: Okay, I'm back, and my evil side is in check. I promise. Thank you as always for your reviews! I really appreciate them so please keep them coming. I have to admit that RagnarWolf had me cracking up with the visual of Gabby kicking him in the shin. That was really good, and I loved it. Okay, this chapter picks up where the last one left off. Hope you enjoy this update!

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Six days earlier

The shaggy haired man shuffled forward in the food line. He felt like hell and really didn't feel like eating that much anyway. His side was throbbing and probably infected which curbed his hunger. He knew he should eat something though even if he didn't feel like it. Robert Brennan was about to grab a tray when he saw a pair of men walk into the hall. They were dressed down, but something about one of them was familiar. He was struck by the sudden realization of where he had seen the man before, the Hideaway Inn in Center City. He'd been talking with the desk clerk, showing her a picture and passing on some cash to her. Son of a bitch. How'd the hell they find me here? I gotta get out of here. He turned his face in an attempt to hide it from the men and shuffled out of the shelter as fast as he could without drawing attention to himself. He was going to have to find another place to hide out. He still hadn't been able to find out where the lawyer and her partner lived. He'd been asking around, but if they knew, no one was talking. First things first though. He needed to find a place to crash and plan.

/

Marissa's eyes narrowed on Zach. "Who's the source, Zach? More importantly, how long have you known about Brennan being back in town?"

Zach's eyes met those of the redhead sitting across from him and smiled. He respected and truly liked her. She was smart and not just book smart. Marissa had a good instinct about people. She'd been burned before, but she learned from those experiences and did her very damnedest not to let it happen again. She didn't let it change who she was at heart though. She was a great deal like his sister-in-law in that respect, and she would fight tooth and nail for her family, to protect them. While she might not cross the lines that he would, he had a feeling that she would get pretty damn close to it. Damn, she's good and doesn't miss anything. I should've guessed Red would ask those questions. She's not going to like the answers. Neither is Bianca. They're really not going to like what else I'm going to say. "Sam."

Bianca threw him a questioning glance. "Sam? Are you telling us that Sam is the reliable source?"

"Yes, she was helping to deliver some donations to the shelter for the Center and saw him there."

Things started clicking into place for Marissa. "That's what she wanted to tell us on Saturday at Gabby's party. She saw him at the shelter but didn't recognize him then. Something happened that let her put things together, and she told you when she did."

Zach nodded.

"Wait a minute. Are you saying that you've known about this since Saturday and didn't tell us?" Bianca's anger was starting to increase. "Why the hell didn't you tell us? We have the right to know since this affects us. Dammit! I wish people would stop thinking we can't handle anything."

"I should've told you, but I thought if I did that it would get in the way of Gabby's birthday. I didn't want that. You've been safe though. As soon as I found this out, I increased security and called Jesse."

Marissa shook her head and stated flatly. "Look, I appreciate everything you've done for us. We both do, but Bianca's right. You should've told us. We need to know these things. We're talking about our lives. We need to be part of the decisions that are being made. Bianca and I have had it up to here with people keeping things from us in the name of doing it in our best interest. It's happened too many times to count. Not anymore."

"You're right, but …" Zach looked to his wife for an assist.

Kendall sighed as she looked between Bianca and Marissa and her husband. "Sorry, but I'm going to be Switzerland here. I see both sides. Zach, I know you meant well, but they're right. You should've told them earlier. We are talking about their lives, and they have the right to know what's going on. You have to keep them in the loop. No more keeping things from them. I've learned my lesson on that and promised my sister I would do a better job." She then looked at the couple. "As for the two of you, he was doing what he thought was best. If he had told you on Saturday, then it would've put a damper on Gabby's birthday because you would've been worried even more than you already are. All of you deserved a break from everything that's been going on with this situation for at least a day. He did everything that could've been done. He increased security and contacted the police. You know that he's doing everything to find that evil son of a bitch. Okay? Are we good? We know that we're all on the same side, right?"

The other three nodded slightly.

Kendall rolled her eyes and added smugly. "Say 'yes, Kendall, we know that, and you're right'."

Bianca, Marissa and Zach glanced at each other and then back to the older brunette before nodding. "Yes, Kendall, we know that, and you're right."

"I hate it when she's like this." Bianca smirked.

Zach chuckled. "You and me both."

Marissa sighed as the tension in the room eased. "But she is right." The redhead turned to Zach. "I'm sorry about before. So, what exactly did you learn from Sam?"

"So am I. As for Brennan, he's still injured, and it sounds like it has gotten worse. His appearance has changed, but Sam recognized him by his eyes. She gave us an updated description which we're distributing. Some of my men questioned several of the residents at the shelter. Brennan complained to them about his wife and how her lawyer was forcing her to lie about him. He pretty much went on a rant about that to any and everyone who would listen. He didn't mention any names though."

"Dammit! We get so close and then he slips away. How is that possible? And Marissa didn't force Colleen to do anything. All she did was get her to admit what was happening and get help for her and her son." It was clear Bianca's frustration was growing.

"I know that and so does anyone else who knows Red. Brennan's definitely had some things go his way. It's going to change though. Look, he's getting desperate and has nothing left to lose. He's taking chances that most people wouldn't, and it's given him a slight advantage. I'm starting to see him make mistakes though, getting a little sloppy. I think it's high time we change the game. We've been playing more defense than offense. I say we change it."

Marissa looked at Zach. "Do you have something in mind?"

"I do."

Kendall glanced at her husband. "I have a feeling we're not going to like it."

"You probably won't." Zach admitted.

"What is it?"

/

"No!"

"Marissa, I'm not that crazy about the idea either, but I think we should do it." Bianca was doing her best to calm her lover down.

"No, Bianca. It's out of the question. You'll be bait, directly in the line of fire, and I won't have it. It's too dangerous."

"I'm with Marissa on this, Binx. Too many things could go wrong."

"Look, I know the risks."

"Do you really?" Marissa asked.

"Yes, I do. This has to end. We can't continue to live like this, constantly looking over our shoulders waiting for something to happen. Zach's right. We need to go on offense. I trust him to keep me safe."

"Bianca, you could be hurt or worse. I couldn't live with myself if that happened, if anything happened to you."

"Nothing will happen to me."

"You can't be sure of that. We've seen what he's capable of. I don't want that happening to you. When you corner someone like him, he becomes unpredictable. I don't know that you can plan for everything someone like that will do."

"I trust that Zach's plan will cover everything. I have to do something, Rissa. The thought that he's out there controlling our lives in a way is too much. It's gotta stop, and I honestly think this is our best chance of getting Brennan. We've got time to plan. Brennan has nothing to lose, but we have everything to fight for. That gives us an advantage."

Marissa sighed. They'd been going round and round about this for the better part of an hour. She had to admit that Bianca was right. They couldn't keep living like they had been, living in constant fear. It was starting to put a strain on their relationship, and there was no way in hell she would let that son of bitch take that away from them. As for the kids, she could tell they knew something was going on. They didn't know what exactly, but they could sense something was up. They were too smart not to pick up on the underlying tension in the house no matter how hard the couple tried to keep it from them. "Fine, but I'm going to be there."

"No, Marissa. He's already hurt you twice. I can't let that happen again. I won't let that happen again."

"I trust Zach to keep me safe."

Bianca shook her head in irritation that Marissa was using her own words against her. She decided to try another tact. "What about the kids? I think you should be here with them."

"I think you should be here with them too, but …"

"Marissa. You're being stubborn."

"Bianca. Calling me stubborn is like the pot calling the kettle black. Look, either I go with you, or I let Jesse in on everything. You know I'll do it too. I have to be there. I have to know you're safe, and the only way I'll know that is if I'm there." Marissa plowed through cutting off Bianca's oncoming protest. "And don't use my injuries as an excuse. My ribs are healed. I've had no concussion symptoms for over two weeks. As for my knee, I don't need my brace or crutches. The doctor thinks it's healed enough to start therapy today. So, you can't use any of that as an excuse. Either I'm there with you, or you're not going. It's as simple as that. You know I'm going to get my way on this. I'm way more stubborn than you."

Kendall watched the standoff between the couple. They were both stubborn especially when it came to the other's safety. She'd have to give the edge in this battle to Marissa though. She blocked every argument that Bianca had come up with and was not above following through on her threat to call Jesse and bring in the police. She could tell her sister wasn't quite ready to give up just yet though.

"Who's going to watch the kids? I don't feel right leaving them with just anyone." Bianca asked.

"Kendall, would you watch the kids that day for us? There's no one else either of us trusts more than you."

"I should've seen that coming. I don't like the thought of either of you being there, but I can tell I'm not going to talk either of you out of this. Yes, I'll stay with the kids, but both of you better make it back here in one piece or you'll have to deal with me. Zach, I know I don't have to tell you this, but keep them safe and catch that bastard once and for all."

Zach nodded solemnly. "You know that I will."

Bianca sighed in resignation. She had no other arguments to pursue. She gazed into determined hazel eyes and finally relented. Bianca knew that if the roles were reversed that she would be making the same demand that Marissa was making right now. "You win. We'll both be there. We'll do this together."

Zach smiled, feeling this was actually the right decision and glad that his sister-in-law finally gave in on the point. "Now that Red is going to join us, let's adjust the plan." The four discussed the plan more, tweaking and re-tweaking it several times before the younger couple had to leave for Marissa's physical therapy appointment.

/

The drive to and from the session was quiet with both Marissa and Bianca lost in thought, replaying their earlier conversation. The redhead was a little sore from the therapy session. While she headed upstairs to change, Bianca went to the kitchen to get her an icepack for her knee. When she entered their bedroom, she found her lover sitting on their bed.

"Are you okay? Does your knee hurt a lot?"

Marissa took the icepack from Bianca and placed it on her knee. The redhead shook her head. "Thanks. No, it's fine, just a little sore." She patted the spot on the bed next to her in silent request to talk. "I'm sorry about all of this. If it wasn't for me, you'd be safe."

"No, don't say that. I'll tell you again what I've told you before. None of this is your fault. If it wasn't for you, I would be lonely. Yes, I'd have the girls and don't get me wrong, they make me happy. But I wouldn't have anything for me as a woman, as a person, as someone other than just Miranda and Gabby's mom. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have the happiness in my life that I do now. I wouldn't feel this completeness that I do having you in my life. If it wasn't for you, I would've given up on ever finding love again. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have love in my life. I wouldn't have the love of my life. I wouldn't have you."

And just like that, with Bianca's heartfelt declaration, any and all tension between the couple vanished.

Marissa gave her a crooked smile. "You're pretty damn smooth, Montgomery."

Bianca answered with the goofy grin that the redhead loved so well. "Well, I learned from the best. I also meant every word." She leaned in, capturing the redhead's lips for a loving kiss.

As they slowly separated, Marissa felt desire bubble up inside her. It always did whenever she felt Bianca's soft lips or gazed into her warm chocolate eyes. "How much time do we have before the kids get home?"

Bianca glanced at the clock and gave her lover a wicked grin. "More than enough."

Marissa tossed the icepack aside and pulled Bianca to her. "Good. I say we put it to good use then."

/

Present day

Marissa paced in the conference room waiting for Bianca to be safely inside, having been snuck into the building two hours earlier through the Center's back door. This was the part of the plan that was the hardest for her, the most maddening. Bianca was outside, exposed, out in the open where Robert Brennan could get to her. God, I hate this, not knowing if Bianca is safe. It wouldn't take much for that the son of bitch to try something before she gets inside. No, she's not really alone. It only looks like that for Brennan's sake. Zach has people watching her, ready to take action in a heartbeat. Breathe. She'll be here any minute. This will work. It has to work. Marissa took a deep breath to steady herself. She needed to stay calm and remain focused.

The redhead went over the plan again in her mind for what felt like the millionth time. Three days earlier, a security guard at the Miranda Center reported seeing a man fitting Brennan's revised description to Zach. He was spotted loitering in the thickly wooded area surrounding the Center. A search of the area led to the discovery that someone was indeed camping out in the woods. The evidence indicated that whoever had been there would be back. It had also been determined that the area in question left those pursuing the suspect at a distinct disadvantage. In short, it was too dangerous to confront him there, on his terms, his turf. This led to another meeting with the couple and revising their plan. It was decided the best place to set their trap for Brennan was the Miranda Center, on their terms and their turf. It was far enough away from the general populace to avoid putting any innocent bystanders in harm's way. By springing the trap on Saturday when the Center's administrative offices were closed, they could insure that none of the staff was in any danger as well. The security team would be hidden from view and would contact the police at a specified point in the plan. They didn't want to bring them in too soon, possibly scaring off Brennan. They believed this was their best chance to capture the elusive man.

To account for the absence of both of their mothers that day, the kids would be given the cover story that Marissa had an early therapy session and Bianca would pick her up later. Kendall would stop by with the boys for a visit/play date at which time Bianca would leave to get Marissa.

In reality, Marissa would leave their home early that morning, be driven to the Center and snuck into the building through the loading dock located in the back. Zach and a half a dozen security guards would be waiting inside. The redhead would be taken to a secured conference room turned command center to wait for Bianca to arrive. Bianca would leave their home and be taken to an undisclosed location to be fitted with a bulletproof vest. She would switch vehicles and drive to the Center. For all appearances, it would look like she was alone, but she wouldn't be. A guard would be hiding in the backseat. The trickiest and most dangerous part of the plan would occur once Bianca arrived at the Center. She would park and walk unescorted into the building. She would be out in the open only for the briefest period. No one liked this part, but it was necessary in order for Brennan to believe she was alone. Once inside, she would be spirited away into the conference room to join Marissa. The trap would be sprung once Brennan was inside the building.

The ringing of Zach's cellphone brought Marissa back to the present. "She's a block away." He gave the redhead a reassuring smile. "Bianca will be safe."

Marissa nodded and turned her eyes to the screens that were showing feeds from the various cameras surrounding the Center's parking lot and offices. She held her breath the instant she saw Bianca's car appear on one of the screens. Hazel eyes tracked every movement on the screens as she watched Bianca exit the car. The brunette glanced over her shoulder and scanned the parking lot. She shrugged, as rehearsed, and headed inside. As soon as she set foot inside the darkened building, Bianca was taken back to the conference room where she quickly fell into Marissa's embrace. The women simply held each other, gathering strength from the other.

/

Robert Brennan watched from the shadows as the brunette looked around. He thought for a minute that she might have seen him, but the shrug told him that she hadn't. He'd been staking out the Center for a couple of days with the hope of seeing and confronting her. Today was finally his break, his chance to get even with that redheaded bitch, his chance for payback, his chance to make her feel the pain he did. He glanced around and didn't see anyone. He smirked as she walked inside. They probably thought they were safe. It's good I waited. Now, their guard is down, and that bitch is gonna pay. Both of them will. This Montgomery bitch knows where my wife and son are, and she's gonna tell me, after I've had some fun of course.

It had taken a few days after arriving back in Pine Valley to figure out where he might be able to find Bianca Montgomery. A flyer found at one of the area shelters provided the address for the Miranda Center. Everything else fell into place for him after that. He had spent the last few nights camped out in the woods surrounding the Center and making himself scarce during the day. He suspected she would eventually show up here and that it would be his best chance to confront the woman. She wouldn't be expecting him to show up here. He had been rewarded for his patience when he overheard two workers from the Center talking about Bianca returning to work the following week. In anticipation of that return, she would be stopping by the office that Saturday to pick up some paperwork to review before Monday.

Brennan patted his jacket pocket, feeling the gun inside. It had cost him what remaining money he had, but it was worth every last dime. Inside his other pocket was a roll of duct tape he'd managed to pocket from a hardware store. The plan was simple. He'd ambush the brunette using the gun to subdue her, use the duct tape to restrain her and then get her to tell him where his wife and son were. After that, he'd get her to call the redheaded bitch. While they were waiting for her to show up, he had a few ideas of how to occupy his time. He stood and winced. Damn side. It hurts like a son of a bitch. Something else that bitch is gonna pay for. He crossed the parking lot and entered the building. A smile of pure evil formed on his face as he saw the brunette in her office with her back to the door. This was going to be easy. From what he'd heard, the woman was a do-gooder, and he'd lay odds that she was just as much of a pushover as his wife. He slowly made his way towards her office, pulling his gun out as he went. Take it slow. Don't make any noise. No sense in giving her any warning.

/

"He's making his way into the building." Zach whispered.

Bianca and Marissa separated slightly from their embrace, arms still around the other's waist. The couple turned to the monitors and watched in silence as they saw Brennan make his way into the building. Their grip on each other tightened when they saw him pull out a gun as he slowly walked towards Bianca's office. The evil smile they saw spread across his face as he spotted who he thought was Bianca gave them both cold chills. The figure in her office was a decoy, a female security guard dressed to look like the brunette.

As Brennan raised his gun, all hell broke loose. The heating system kicked on spooking the shaggy haired man and causing him to discharge the gun. Ben Gibson came out of the shadows to lay down a flying tackle into Brennan's injured side. The jarring force of the blow caused the gun to discharge once more before it flew out of Brennan's grasp discharging yet again. Ben crashed his fist straight into Brennan's nose splattering blood everywhere as bone and cartilage crunched under the fist. Brennan cried out in pain as another blow landed squarely on his jaw causing the other man to go limp.

Over the speakers in the conference room, the occupants heard a guard speak. "All clear. We've got him secured. I repeat. Brennan is secure."

Zach answered back. "Good job. Is anyone hurt?"

"No, sir."

"Good to hear. The police are on their way. I'll be right out." He motioned for the power to cameras to be cut before turning to the couple. "I'm going to go check on things and have a little chat with our visitor. It's probably better if you stay here until Jesse gets here."

Bianca noticed the glint in her brother-in-law's eyes. "Zach, you promised Kendall."

"I know I did, and I'll keep my promise to her. I just think it's better if you stay in here. What you don't know …"

"Won't hurt us, right?" Marissa smirked.

"Exactly. I don't want to put either of you in a situation where you might have to, let's say stretch the truth or maybe withhold anything from the police, especially Red. I'd like to keep my lawyer above reproach in this situation." Zach grinned.

Marissa chuckled. She appreciated what Zach was doing. As a lawyer, she was considered an officer of the court. If it was determined that she was withholding facts, she could face disciplinary action from the Pennsylvania BAR Association. "You're probably right. Your lawyer will be right here if needed."

Zach nodded and left the couple alone in the conference room. Bianca and Marissa both sighed in relief as they gazed at each other, once again falling into each other's embrace. Neither was able to speak any further as the realization that this ordeal was over began to sink in.

/

Brennan was yanked off the floor as Zach entered the space outside of Bianca's office. "Was anyone hit by any of the shots?"

"No, sir, everyone's fine."

"Good." He walked over to Ben. "Nice tackle. How's the shoulder?"

"It's never been better, Mr. Slater. Thank you for letting me be a part of this."

Zach nodded before giving Brennan a menacing smile. "Hello, Mr. Brennan. I think we should have a talk before the police get here and haul your sorry ass away."

"Who the hell are you?" Brennan spat out through gritted teeth. "Where the hell is that redheaded bitch of a lawyer and that bitch of her's?"

Zach shook his head. "I really don't like you talking about them like that."

"And why do I give a damn about anything you like? Nice and brave with your men holding me back. Not man enough to take me on by yourself?"

Zach laughed mirthlessly. "You would know all about being brave, wouldn't you? Let him go."

The security guards nodded and released the man.

"Big mistake." Brennan spat again as he lunged for Zach who easily ducked the feeble attempt before striking back, landing several blows to Brennan's side and a crushing blow to his jaw, shattering the bone. Brennan crumpled to the ground.

Zach jerked the man up by his shirt. "Those women are part of my family, and no one hurts my family or talks about them like that. If they do, it really makes me mad, and they have to deal with me. This was just a little taste of how unpleasant that can be. You should count yourself lucky that I promised my wife I wouldn't lose my temper too much and that the police are on the way. Next time, and for your sake, there better not be a next, because if there is, I won't be nearly as nice." Zach couldn't resist just one more shot and landed one more crushing blow, letting the man drop to the floor unconscious. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure Kendall will be okay with that one."

/

"It's finally over. I can't believe it." Bianca shook her head in disbelief.

Marissa took Bianca's hand in her own. "I know what you mean. I'm just glad that no one was hurt, especially you. I don't think I was ever as scared in my life as I was watching you cross that parking lot by yourself, and I couldn't do anything except watch and pray that you got in here safely."

"It was so hard to walk and not run in here to you. I knew I had to do it though. It was the only way to catch him and get him out of our lives."

"You're pretty damn amazing, you know that?"

"Just where you're concerned. Besides, I have to be to keep up with you." Bianca grinned before kissing Marissa softly.

The sound of approaching sirens forced the women to part.

"You should call Kendall and let her know everyone's okay. I have a feeling we're going to be here a while giving statements to Jesse."

"You're right. I should call her. I know how worried she is."

"Oh wait, we should take that vest off of you before Jesse gets here. We don't want him asking why you're wearing one."

"No, we don't. That could be a little difficult to explain away."

/

"What exactly happened here?" Jesse asked as he surveyed the bloodied and unconscious man lying on the floor.

"He came in with a gun. The furnace kicked on and must have spooked him because he fired at one of the heating ducts. Ben tackled him and proceeded to subdue him after a struggle. The gun went off two more times before Ben got the upper hand. I was back in the conference room meeting with Marissa and Bianca. I came out here to check out what was happening. Brennan came after me, and I had to defend myself." Zach answered smoothly.

"I see. Of course you did. And all of these guards are here why?"

"We were discussing upgrading security so we had some of the guards here to get their opinions. Some of the others are here because they're guarding Bianca and Marissa."

Jesse wasn't really buying Zach's explanation, but he also didn't feel like calling him on it. He wanted Brennan caught and really didn't care how it was done or by who. Besides, he knew that the guards would back up Zach's story. "Speaking of Bianca and Marissa, where are they?"

"They're still back in the conference room. I thought it was safer for them to stay back there until you got here to secure everything."

It also keeps them from having to lie about anything else that might have happened after you came out here. "Good thinking. If he tried to attack you, I wouldn't put it past him to go after Marissa again or maybe even Bianca this time." When he saw Brennan start to stir, he called Brot over. "I guess you better call an ambulance for him. He's not looking too good."

Brennan winced as he regained consciousness and saw the Chief of Police looking down at him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Brennan. It's nice of you to join us. You've been a busy boy since I last saw you and have quite the list of charges against you now. Officer Monroe has a few things to go over with you and is going to stay with you while you're in the hospital." The chief smirked before turning to Zach. "I need to talk with Bianca and Marissa." Jesse headed back to the conference room.

"Robert Brennan, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say, can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you can't afford one, one will be provided for you …"

As Zach and Jesse walked down the hall to the conference room, Zach turned to the police chief. "I almost forgot to tell you. The Center's cameras recorded most of what happened."

Jesse raised an eyebrow. "Most of what happened?"

"It seems they went offline right before you got here."

"Hmmm, I'm guessing they probably didn't miss that much. We'll obviously need whatever footage they did record."

"Of course. I'll make sure you get it." Zach knocked on the door.

/

Marissa looked at Bianca. "You ready?"

Bianca nodded. "Yeah, I am. Let's get this over with. Come in."

Zach opened the door and allowed for Jesse to enter ahead of him.

"Good afternoon, Ladies. It seems there was a little excitement here today. I'm very glad to see that the two of you are okay."

"Hi, Jesse. Yeah, things did get a little too exciting here. Luckily, no one was hurt." Bianca answered.

"Are you up for me taking your statements?"

"Yes, we are. I thought you might want to do that. Oh, Zach, Bianca called Kendall to let her know what happened and to tell her we might be here a while wrapping things up."

Jesse sat down at the conference table and proceeded to question the couple about what had occurred. When he received the call that Brennan had been caught at the Miranda Center, the chief called the District Attorney on his way over. Mike Jensen had instructed Jesse on how their questioning should be handled. Both men had their suspicions on how Brennan's capture came about, that there might be some gray area in how it was accomplished. Both were inclined to look the other way on the particulars though, and the D.A. knew he had more than enough leverage against Brennan that it wouldn't be an issue.

"Okay, thank you. I'll have your statements typed up and ready for you to sign on Monday morning."

Marissa nodded. "Thanks, Jesse."

"We'll be over there first thing Monday morning." Bianca added.

A police officer knocked on the door. "Chief, the paramedics are here."

The four headed out of the room and overheard a paramedic speaking over the radio to someone at the hospital as they wheeled Brennan out with Brot close behind. "Yeah, it looks like he has a broken nose, broken jaw, and several broken ribs along with an infected wound on his side, nasty looking gash."

The couple eyed Zach but didn't say a word as they struggled to hide their knowing smirks.

"Why don't the two of you go home? I'll take care of things here. Tell Kendall I'll see her at home."

Bianca kissed her brother-in-law on the cheek. "Thank you, Zach, for everything."

"I know it's not enough, but thank you." Marissa hugged Zach.

"You're welcome."

Bianca took Marissa's hand, and the couple walked out to the parking lot.

"Did I tell you that you looked kind of hot wearing that vest?" Marissa grinned.

Bianca chuckled. "You're messed up."

/

A/N: Okay, how'd I do? I meant how did Zach do?