Spike and Jet sped back to the ship as fast as their ships could go. In no time at all, they were both landing on the deck and pulling into the hangar. As Spike ran for the door to get into the ship, he glanced over at Alex's still-in-pieces ship. He held his emotions back as he passed through the doorway and down the steps with Jet close behind. They walked quickly through the corridors into the living area. Spike was surprisingly quick on his feet despite just leaving the hospital. As they entered the area, they saw an older boy tied to a chair and Ed playing with his lengthy hair while Ein sat on his lap.
"Jordan! Good to see ya buddy!" Spike said in passing on his way to the room where he kept his guns. As he got inside, he could hear Jet yelling at Ed about hogtying the babysitter.
"But Jet! I wanted to play with his hair and he wouldn't let me!"
"Well if he said he didn't want you to, you shouldn't have!"
"But it's longer than mine and…"
"Ed…just help me untie him!" he yelled. Spike was going through his gun cabinets and inspecting various firearms when Jet entered.
"Will he survive?" Spike asked jokingly as he analyzed a revolver.
"He will; his hair might not." Jet said with a sigh. "Ed really did some damage."
"Ed always causes some sort of damage, don't she?" Spike said as he started to load up his holsters that hung over his shoulders.
"She does…wait, where do you think you're going?" Jet said with a questionable look on his face.
"Out to find my woman." He said as he placed the final gun in the last available holster and grabbed his coat on his way out the door.
"Wait!" Jet called as he ran after. Spike was stubborn and bullheaded, once he set his mind on something, he'd never rest until he got to the bottom of it.
"Ed, get me a track on Alex's cell phone. See if you can get me a location."
"Okays!" she said as she typed furiously away at the computer but then stopped. Spike was already halfway out the door. "Spi-spi?"
"What Ed?" he groaned.
"Can I play with long-haired boy again?" she asked with her cutest possible voice, like it was possible. Spike rolled his eyes and sighed.
"If I bring Alex home, you can play with him all you want." He said as he stormed out. He was wasting valuable time. He could hear Ed cheering from behind him as she returned to typing furiously at her computer. Jordan was waiting by the door.
"Oh, hi again Spike." He said Spike could see what Jet meant when he said his hair might not survive. It was in tangled huge knots with ribbons and things stuck in it.
"Yea." He said acknowledging his greeting. He couldn't pull his eyes from the wad of gum ed had placed not to far from his scalp.
"Where are you going? Where's Alex?" he asked curiously as he tried to pull a knotted ribbon from one strand of hair.
"I'm actually going out to find Alex. She uh…" he was going to begin with the whole kidnapping story, but remembered that he had been a friend of hers since they were kids. Maybe it wouldn't be a great idea to tell him where she was…or where she wasn't.
"She's where?"
"She's out…shopping. Yea, shopping. You know how women love to shop."
"The why are you taking so many guns with you?" Jordan pointed out. Spike was carrying two large shotguns and then there were the several that were hidden under his coat in various holsters and slings.
"Uh…she decided to run off to a bad part of town?" he attempted. He hoped Jordan was buying the story. He guessed he wasn't by the look on his face.
"Spike, what happened? Where is she?"
"I uh…" he began. There was no shaking him; he had to tell Jordan the truth. "Jordan, promise you won't faint or pass out or something, alright?" Jordan nodded. Spike started with a sigh. "Alex was kidnapped. We don't know by who or where they are, we got a phone call from the guy saying she was safe as long as she was with him, but he wouldn't say who he was or where we could meet up with him…are you okay?" Jordan's face was a drained and pale hue. He attempted a grin, but fell over and passed out. "Damn it, I told you not to pass out or do something stupid! Is that one of my watches in your hair?!"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So let me get this straight." Alex was saying as Gren finally finished telling her everything. She was sitting with Gren on a large couch sipping tea and eating some sort of sweet cookie. "Vicious, Blade's father, used to head the Red Dragon because he killed the leaders that were above him and took their place. If Vicious would have died or been killed, it would've been passed down to his eldest child, being Blade. Spike went to kill Vicious after Vicious killed Julia, Spike's woman at the time. They killed each other and the syndicate was left with no leader until Blade's records re-surfaced."
"Right." Gren slipped in.
"And now that Blade was found, he's the leader and heads the syndicate now. Only now that he's a leader, he has to find a wife to bear him a child to take over for him should he be killed, but the child must not know anything about their father or the syndicate."
"And since you know much about the syndicate already, your choices are pretty much either marry him and give him a child, or you'll be killed." Gren added to finish the story. Alex gave a final nod.
"And you were hired by Blade to kidnap me and take me to him so he could force me into a decision." Blade nodded, and then Alex nodded and ate another cookie. "Did you bake these?"
"No, I bought them at a store."
"Oh, they taste homemade." She said finishing the tiny biscuit
"That's what they're supposed to taste like, that's what the package says." He said.
"Oh, well…they taste homemade, like someone cooked them in a country house like this." She grinned and giggled.
"Well, they obviously are cooked, but god knows if it was in a country house like this." He said as he crossed his legs and sipped his tea so daintily…like a woman would.
"Wow, I can't believe you're doing that. I've never see a man cross their legs like that." She said amazedly. Gren quickly uncrossed them.
"I was just stretching the muscles was all." He said quickly. He got rather shifty all of a sudden.
"Okay, I was just saying. Jeeze, calm down, you're all jittery all of a sudden." She said as she popped another cookie in her mouth. "Got any milk?"
"You're a piece of work, you know that?" Gren laughed. "Spike's a lucky man."
"You know him?"
"I did. Well…sort of." He said as he scratched his neck.
"Tell me! Were you old friends or something?" she asked as her eyes lit up. How exciting, her kidnapper knew her fiancée!
"Well, it was a long while ago. I was paying sax in a bar when I met Julia. She went on and on, telling me all about Spike. She left and a while later a friend of Spike's showed up to come after the bounty on her head. I think her name was Faye. She was a real slutty kind of girl. But he followed after her when a drug deal went down between Vicious and I and I was fatally wounded. He helped me get my ship off the ground and towards Titan. He left me to die since I thought I was going to. Turns out not long after he left me out there, a cargo ship picked me up and got me to a hospital in time to save my life. So yea, I guess you could say we know each other."
"Very interesting." She said in a goofy tone. Gren couldn't help but laugh. "Well it is interesting!"
"Yea sure." He said as he sipped his tea again.
"Hey, not to be rude or anything, but you seem really feminine. Don't get me wrong, it's a compliment!" she said quickly before he got mad. Too late, he seemed offended anyway.
"Feminine?" he said.
"Yea. It's in a good way though. Most men hate being called feminine, but some guys can pull it of nicely! Like you." She hoped he wasn't getting mad. Gren sighed and dropped his head.
"Well, I guess you could say you hit the nail on the head about me being feminine."
"You're really a girl?!"
"Yes and no…" he groaned as he scratched his neck nervously. Alex cocked an eyebrow.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she said confusedly. Gren sighed. He didn't like telling people, but he supposed he could trust her.
"Well, back when I was fighting the war on Titan, I was captured and then I was used as a test subject for a drug. It had several side effects and well… they were at the least to say pleasant. One of them was the growth of…well… breasts." He said nervously. Alex only blinked as she tried to comprehend what he was telling her.
"So basically, you're a guy with boobs?" she asked bluntly. He nodded. "No way! That's cool!"
"What?" Gren asked. He was now thoroughly confused. "Well, yea, why do you think I wear large shirts like this?"
"Well seeing as I've only known you for a couple hours, I don't really know what you wear all the time. And just curious, but how in the hell do you keep them hidden?" she asked curiously as she started to try and look at him from different angles.
"I uh…I wrap them and strap them down I guess." He said still trying to tell if she was seriously amazed or just making fun.
"Can I see them?" she asked as her eyes lit up and she smiled. Okay, maybe she was amazed. Gren shrugged his shoulders and unbuttoned the front of his blouse. As he opened it, Alex could see how he used a bunch of bandages to flatten his chest. They were wrapped tight and secured with three clips to make sure the bandages wouldn't accidentally release.
"Alright? Can I put my shirt back on?" he said impatiently. Alex made a cheesy hurt face.
"Okay…" she whined. "Man, I finally see something cool and you take it away from me, my parents did that to me all the time…" Gren sighed.
"Fine, I'll take off the bandages then!" he groaned. She smiled and sat back on her side of the couch and waited. He removed the three clips but before he started to unwrap, he smiled. "I'll make you a deal." Alex cocked an eyebrow.
"What kind of deal?"
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours." He grinned. Alex looked at him angrily.
"What? What kind of deal is that?" she whined.
"Simple. It's an eye for an eye. Or in this case, breasts for breasts." He chuckled. Alex pouted. There were only two people who had seen her bare breasts, Spike and Blade, but Blade wasn't really by choice. It was only her chest after all and he was going to show her his. She sighed.
"Fine, I'll do it…" she said as she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head and off leaving her in her bra. Gren smiled.
"Okay, here we go." He said. He began to unravel the bandages and they began to fall out a little more with every inch that was pulled away. he nodded at her and she reached back behind her to grab the latch of her bra. He smiled as the last little bit of the wraps fell away, revealing to her his full breast. They were surprisingly large and smooth. They looked just like any other woman's boobs. "Now your turn." He said as he pointed a finger. Alex nodded and unhitched the clip on the back of her bra. The straps fell down her shoulders and her entire bra piece came off. Gren damn near passed out. Damned that luck son of a bitch Spike to have this woman! Every little bit of her seemed so perfect, her hair, her eyes, her face, she was like a doll. Her skin was so tan and smooth, her breasts so large and full, Gren was tempted to touch them so badly. It was like telling a child not to do something when they knew damn well they were going to do it anyway.
"What? Stop staring for god's sake!" she blushed. "I'm not staring at your boobs." Gren wanted to pull his eyes off them.
"Alex, do you mind if I…" he began still amazed at her seemingly perfect body. He began to outstretch a hand to her to touch and see if they were as firm as they looked.
"I don't think that would be a good idea," she said as she fidgeted in her seat nervously. It was too late; Gren had already begun to touch her. His fingers were slender and smooth. She felt them continuously massage her left side. She wasn't sure whether to enjoy this or stop it. Meanwhile, Gren was swearing he was in heaven. She was so firm and luscious to the touch.
"Alex, I… I'm not the type to lust after women, but you're one hell of an exception." He said as he brought his other hand up to cup her right side as well.
"I can't do this Gren. I'm an engaged woman, I can't do this to Spike." She said as she bowed her head. Her body loved this but her heart was reeling with pain and guilt. Gren looked up at her face. He could see her feelings plain and simple. She was guilty and confused. He sighed and removed his hands.
"I understand Alex, I'm sorry, I got a little too carried away," he said. "But if you could do one more thing for me, I'll take you back to Spike and that'll be the end of everything." He said. She looked up at him. He began to wrap his chest again. Silently, Alex began to put her bra back on and then her shirt over it. As Gren buttoned up the front of his shirt, he sighed.
"Gren, I just want to go back to Spike and be happy. None of this syndicate stuff and being kidnapped or hunted because of who or what I know." She said as she stood and faced away from him. Damn she had a great ass too!
"I only ask one thing more and I swear to you I will take you back home." He said. "And you'll probably slap me for asking, but to me it's a lot." She looked at him. "All I ask is one kiss. That's it."
"A kiss?" she asked in disgust.
"Think of it as the key to get you home. No strings attached, just one kiss." He said sounding as if there was no pressure. Alex stood silent for a few moments.
"Why? Why me?" she said just above a whisper. He smiled at her.
"Because you are the most attractive woman I've ever seen and I just want to be able to remember you by something more than taking you hostage for a syndicate." He said. "I live out here all alone and then I'm sent after you. Can you imagine what it's like to live all alone like I do being what I am and then someone as gorgeous as you coming along? That's why I'm only asking for this. If I was really selfish, I'd tell you you'd have to have sex with me, but I'm not." Alex stood quiet.
"Fine, I'll do it." she said as she looked up at him in a totally emotionless tone. Her eyes had glazed over with tears. Gren smiled and stood close to her. With his thumbs, he wiped her tears away.
"You won't regret this Alex, trust me." He said as he leaned in closer. Alex shut her eyes and the tears welled forth again. As their lips touched, she swallowed hard before submitting to his demand of the one kiss. He pressed his lips on top of hers and began to nip her lower lip. Alex's tears continued to flow as he placed his left hand on her cheek and wrapped the other hand around the back of her neck to pull her closer into his embrace. Her fingers couldn't help but find their way up to his hair and run themselves through. After a few moments, Gren backed off and let her go. The sight of her still crying upset him slightly. "I'll get my keys and coat, you can go out to the truck." He said finally. She nodded and walked to the door as he walked the other way to gather his coat and keys. When he came out of the house, she was standing beside the truck waiting. He pulled on his coat and jumped in.
"You know where they are, right?" she said quietly. Gren nodded.
"The docks." He reached in his pocket for her cell phone. "Call him, he'll want to know where you are. Just don't tell him who you're with." She took the electronic from him and began to dial. When she brought it to her ear, Gren watched her.
"Spike?" she said softly. "I'm okay hun, I'm on my way home. I'll see you soon. Okay… I love you too." She said as she hung up. She looked at Gren.
"Like I said before, Spike is one lucky bastard."
"Jordan! Good to see ya buddy!" Spike said in passing on his way to the room where he kept his guns. As he got inside, he could hear Jet yelling at Ed about hogtying the babysitter.
"But Jet! I wanted to play with his hair and he wouldn't let me!"
"Well if he said he didn't want you to, you shouldn't have!"
"But it's longer than mine and…"
"Ed…just help me untie him!" he yelled. Spike was going through his gun cabinets and inspecting various firearms when Jet entered.
"Will he survive?" Spike asked jokingly as he analyzed a revolver.
"He will; his hair might not." Jet said with a sigh. "Ed really did some damage."
"Ed always causes some sort of damage, don't she?" Spike said as he started to load up his holsters that hung over his shoulders.
"She does…wait, where do you think you're going?" Jet said with a questionable look on his face.
"Out to find my woman." He said as he placed the final gun in the last available holster and grabbed his coat on his way out the door.
"Wait!" Jet called as he ran after. Spike was stubborn and bullheaded, once he set his mind on something, he'd never rest until he got to the bottom of it.
"Ed, get me a track on Alex's cell phone. See if you can get me a location."
"Okays!" she said as she typed furiously away at the computer but then stopped. Spike was already halfway out the door. "Spi-spi?"
"What Ed?" he groaned.
"Can I play with long-haired boy again?" she asked with her cutest possible voice, like it was possible. Spike rolled his eyes and sighed.
"If I bring Alex home, you can play with him all you want." He said as he stormed out. He was wasting valuable time. He could hear Ed cheering from behind him as she returned to typing furiously at her computer. Jordan was waiting by the door.
"Oh, hi again Spike." He said Spike could see what Jet meant when he said his hair might not survive. It was in tangled huge knots with ribbons and things stuck in it.
"Yea." He said acknowledging his greeting. He couldn't pull his eyes from the wad of gum ed had placed not to far from his scalp.
"Where are you going? Where's Alex?" he asked curiously as he tried to pull a knotted ribbon from one strand of hair.
"I'm actually going out to find Alex. She uh…" he was going to begin with the whole kidnapping story, but remembered that he had been a friend of hers since they were kids. Maybe it wouldn't be a great idea to tell him where she was…or where she wasn't.
"She's where?"
"She's out…shopping. Yea, shopping. You know how women love to shop."
"The why are you taking so many guns with you?" Jordan pointed out. Spike was carrying two large shotguns and then there were the several that were hidden under his coat in various holsters and slings.
"Uh…she decided to run off to a bad part of town?" he attempted. He hoped Jordan was buying the story. He guessed he wasn't by the look on his face.
"Spike, what happened? Where is she?"
"I uh…" he began. There was no shaking him; he had to tell Jordan the truth. "Jordan, promise you won't faint or pass out or something, alright?" Jordan nodded. Spike started with a sigh. "Alex was kidnapped. We don't know by who or where they are, we got a phone call from the guy saying she was safe as long as she was with him, but he wouldn't say who he was or where we could meet up with him…are you okay?" Jordan's face was a drained and pale hue. He attempted a grin, but fell over and passed out. "Damn it, I told you not to pass out or do something stupid! Is that one of my watches in your hair?!"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So let me get this straight." Alex was saying as Gren finally finished telling her everything. She was sitting with Gren on a large couch sipping tea and eating some sort of sweet cookie. "Vicious, Blade's father, used to head the Red Dragon because he killed the leaders that were above him and took their place. If Vicious would have died or been killed, it would've been passed down to his eldest child, being Blade. Spike went to kill Vicious after Vicious killed Julia, Spike's woman at the time. They killed each other and the syndicate was left with no leader until Blade's records re-surfaced."
"Right." Gren slipped in.
"And now that Blade was found, he's the leader and heads the syndicate now. Only now that he's a leader, he has to find a wife to bear him a child to take over for him should he be killed, but the child must not know anything about their father or the syndicate."
"And since you know much about the syndicate already, your choices are pretty much either marry him and give him a child, or you'll be killed." Gren added to finish the story. Alex gave a final nod.
"And you were hired by Blade to kidnap me and take me to him so he could force me into a decision." Blade nodded, and then Alex nodded and ate another cookie. "Did you bake these?"
"No, I bought them at a store."
"Oh, they taste homemade." She said finishing the tiny biscuit
"That's what they're supposed to taste like, that's what the package says." He said.
"Oh, well…they taste homemade, like someone cooked them in a country house like this." She grinned and giggled.
"Well, they obviously are cooked, but god knows if it was in a country house like this." He said as he crossed his legs and sipped his tea so daintily…like a woman would.
"Wow, I can't believe you're doing that. I've never see a man cross their legs like that." She said amazedly. Gren quickly uncrossed them.
"I was just stretching the muscles was all." He said quickly. He got rather shifty all of a sudden.
"Okay, I was just saying. Jeeze, calm down, you're all jittery all of a sudden." She said as she popped another cookie in her mouth. "Got any milk?"
"You're a piece of work, you know that?" Gren laughed. "Spike's a lucky man."
"You know him?"
"I did. Well…sort of." He said as he scratched his neck.
"Tell me! Were you old friends or something?" she asked as her eyes lit up. How exciting, her kidnapper knew her fiancée!
"Well, it was a long while ago. I was paying sax in a bar when I met Julia. She went on and on, telling me all about Spike. She left and a while later a friend of Spike's showed up to come after the bounty on her head. I think her name was Faye. She was a real slutty kind of girl. But he followed after her when a drug deal went down between Vicious and I and I was fatally wounded. He helped me get my ship off the ground and towards Titan. He left me to die since I thought I was going to. Turns out not long after he left me out there, a cargo ship picked me up and got me to a hospital in time to save my life. So yea, I guess you could say we know each other."
"Very interesting." She said in a goofy tone. Gren couldn't help but laugh. "Well it is interesting!"
"Yea sure." He said as he sipped his tea again.
"Hey, not to be rude or anything, but you seem really feminine. Don't get me wrong, it's a compliment!" she said quickly before he got mad. Too late, he seemed offended anyway.
"Feminine?" he said.
"Yea. It's in a good way though. Most men hate being called feminine, but some guys can pull it of nicely! Like you." She hoped he wasn't getting mad. Gren sighed and dropped his head.
"Well, I guess you could say you hit the nail on the head about me being feminine."
"You're really a girl?!"
"Yes and no…" he groaned as he scratched his neck nervously. Alex cocked an eyebrow.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she said confusedly. Gren sighed. He didn't like telling people, but he supposed he could trust her.
"Well, back when I was fighting the war on Titan, I was captured and then I was used as a test subject for a drug. It had several side effects and well… they were at the least to say pleasant. One of them was the growth of…well… breasts." He said nervously. Alex only blinked as she tried to comprehend what he was telling her.
"So basically, you're a guy with boobs?" she asked bluntly. He nodded. "No way! That's cool!"
"What?" Gren asked. He was now thoroughly confused. "Well, yea, why do you think I wear large shirts like this?"
"Well seeing as I've only known you for a couple hours, I don't really know what you wear all the time. And just curious, but how in the hell do you keep them hidden?" she asked curiously as she started to try and look at him from different angles.
"I uh…I wrap them and strap them down I guess." He said still trying to tell if she was seriously amazed or just making fun.
"Can I see them?" she asked as her eyes lit up and she smiled. Okay, maybe she was amazed. Gren shrugged his shoulders and unbuttoned the front of his blouse. As he opened it, Alex could see how he used a bunch of bandages to flatten his chest. They were wrapped tight and secured with three clips to make sure the bandages wouldn't accidentally release.
"Alright? Can I put my shirt back on?" he said impatiently. Alex made a cheesy hurt face.
"Okay…" she whined. "Man, I finally see something cool and you take it away from me, my parents did that to me all the time…" Gren sighed.
"Fine, I'll take off the bandages then!" he groaned. She smiled and sat back on her side of the couch and waited. He removed the three clips but before he started to unwrap, he smiled. "I'll make you a deal." Alex cocked an eyebrow.
"What kind of deal?"
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours." He grinned. Alex looked at him angrily.
"What? What kind of deal is that?" she whined.
"Simple. It's an eye for an eye. Or in this case, breasts for breasts." He chuckled. Alex pouted. There were only two people who had seen her bare breasts, Spike and Blade, but Blade wasn't really by choice. It was only her chest after all and he was going to show her his. She sighed.
"Fine, I'll do it…" she said as she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head and off leaving her in her bra. Gren smiled.
"Okay, here we go." He said. He began to unravel the bandages and they began to fall out a little more with every inch that was pulled away. he nodded at her and she reached back behind her to grab the latch of her bra. He smiled as the last little bit of the wraps fell away, revealing to her his full breast. They were surprisingly large and smooth. They looked just like any other woman's boobs. "Now your turn." He said as he pointed a finger. Alex nodded and unhitched the clip on the back of her bra. The straps fell down her shoulders and her entire bra piece came off. Gren damn near passed out. Damned that luck son of a bitch Spike to have this woman! Every little bit of her seemed so perfect, her hair, her eyes, her face, she was like a doll. Her skin was so tan and smooth, her breasts so large and full, Gren was tempted to touch them so badly. It was like telling a child not to do something when they knew damn well they were going to do it anyway.
"What? Stop staring for god's sake!" she blushed. "I'm not staring at your boobs." Gren wanted to pull his eyes off them.
"Alex, do you mind if I…" he began still amazed at her seemingly perfect body. He began to outstretch a hand to her to touch and see if they were as firm as they looked.
"I don't think that would be a good idea," she said as she fidgeted in her seat nervously. It was too late; Gren had already begun to touch her. His fingers were slender and smooth. She felt them continuously massage her left side. She wasn't sure whether to enjoy this or stop it. Meanwhile, Gren was swearing he was in heaven. She was so firm and luscious to the touch.
"Alex, I… I'm not the type to lust after women, but you're one hell of an exception." He said as he brought his other hand up to cup her right side as well.
"I can't do this Gren. I'm an engaged woman, I can't do this to Spike." She said as she bowed her head. Her body loved this but her heart was reeling with pain and guilt. Gren looked up at her face. He could see her feelings plain and simple. She was guilty and confused. He sighed and removed his hands.
"I understand Alex, I'm sorry, I got a little too carried away," he said. "But if you could do one more thing for me, I'll take you back to Spike and that'll be the end of everything." He said. She looked up at him. He began to wrap his chest again. Silently, Alex began to put her bra back on and then her shirt over it. As Gren buttoned up the front of his shirt, he sighed.
"Gren, I just want to go back to Spike and be happy. None of this syndicate stuff and being kidnapped or hunted because of who or what I know." She said as she stood and faced away from him. Damn she had a great ass too!
"I only ask one thing more and I swear to you I will take you back home." He said. "And you'll probably slap me for asking, but to me it's a lot." She looked at him. "All I ask is one kiss. That's it."
"A kiss?" she asked in disgust.
"Think of it as the key to get you home. No strings attached, just one kiss." He said sounding as if there was no pressure. Alex stood silent for a few moments.
"Why? Why me?" she said just above a whisper. He smiled at her.
"Because you are the most attractive woman I've ever seen and I just want to be able to remember you by something more than taking you hostage for a syndicate." He said. "I live out here all alone and then I'm sent after you. Can you imagine what it's like to live all alone like I do being what I am and then someone as gorgeous as you coming along? That's why I'm only asking for this. If I was really selfish, I'd tell you you'd have to have sex with me, but I'm not." Alex stood quiet.
"Fine, I'll do it." she said as she looked up at him in a totally emotionless tone. Her eyes had glazed over with tears. Gren smiled and stood close to her. With his thumbs, he wiped her tears away.
"You won't regret this Alex, trust me." He said as he leaned in closer. Alex shut her eyes and the tears welled forth again. As their lips touched, she swallowed hard before submitting to his demand of the one kiss. He pressed his lips on top of hers and began to nip her lower lip. Alex's tears continued to flow as he placed his left hand on her cheek and wrapped the other hand around the back of her neck to pull her closer into his embrace. Her fingers couldn't help but find their way up to his hair and run themselves through. After a few moments, Gren backed off and let her go. The sight of her still crying upset him slightly. "I'll get my keys and coat, you can go out to the truck." He said finally. She nodded and walked to the door as he walked the other way to gather his coat and keys. When he came out of the house, she was standing beside the truck waiting. He pulled on his coat and jumped in.
"You know where they are, right?" she said quietly. Gren nodded.
"The docks." He reached in his pocket for her cell phone. "Call him, he'll want to know where you are. Just don't tell him who you're with." She took the electronic from him and began to dial. When she brought it to her ear, Gren watched her.
"Spike?" she said softly. "I'm okay hun, I'm on my way home. I'll see you soon. Okay… I love you too." She said as she hung up. She looked at Gren.
"Like I said before, Spike is one lucky bastard."