A/N I do not own John McBain or any of the other OLTL characters. All others are my own creation. Please don't sue cause I am broke and have nothing to be sued for anyway.

Chapter 22

Rex got Shelly's call and was excited to see her again but worried and confused. For her to be calling him and asking to meet him was taking a huge risk. If she were found before he could find out who put the hit out on her or before he found Natalie it would be a disaster! He wanted to find his sister and then maybe he and Shelly had a chance, a chance to be something special.

Checking to make sure he wasn't being followed Rex pulled into the parking lot of the little motel Shelly had asked hem to meet her at. He looked around but didn't see her so he went in the building and to the front desk. When the lady at the desk asked if he were Rex he nodded slightly and was handed a piece of paper. It read

Room 212.

That was it. Curious as to what she was doing here Rex went up the stairs 2 at a time and soon found himself in front of room 212. Taking a deep breath he knocked on the door lightly and waited.

Shelly heard the knock and padded to the door quietly. She was pretty certain it was Rex but she wasn't gonna take any chances. Gripping her gun tightly, she had needed to steal it back from John before she left because he had confiscated it saying it was illegal for her to own one, she slowly cracked the door open a bit to peer outside. It was Rex, she sighed in relief and opened the door wider to let him in.

Rex stepped into the room quickly his eyes drawn to Shelly's barely covered breasts. She was wearing tight shorts and an equally tight tank top and he couldn't help but stare. He knew she probably didn't even realize how those clothes would effect him, not that he was gonna complain. Clearing his throat he said in a low voice, "Hey."

"Hey," Shelly said back grinning at the silliness of this. Noticing him staring at her chest she blushed and cleared her own throat. "Ummmm..." She said a bit flustered. Grabbing her robe and sliding it on she sat down and motioned for Rex to do the same. She decided to get right down to business and started to tell him about her visions, hoping he would believe her when it came time to show him the drawing.

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Natalie stood next to the far wall with her ear pressed tightly to the surface. She could hear Walter talking to someone else about someone named Michelle Falk and John McBain. Something about a kidnapping and a unsolved case. Cursing because she couldn't hear more clearly she strained to hear what else they were saying.

Holding her breath she heard a mention of her own name. But they were talking about someone called Vicki Davidson too. Wondering what exactly was going on she listened even more closely. Finally just when she was about to give up she heard something, something that made her gasp and stumble back from the wall in shock.

"Oh god no," Natalie mumbled to herself. It couldn't be! Roxy dead? Why would they kill her? They had her already why did they need to kill Roxy? Maybe this was Walter's way to get back at Roxy for being unfaithful. Feeling a wetness on her cheeks She brought a hand to her face and swiped. Seeing the wetness on her hand she realized she was crying. She didn't know why she should care. Roxy had been horrible to her, had treated her like dirt and hated the very sight of her but for some reason Natalie felt extremely sad and very alone.

Sobbing she went to the bed, laid down and cried. Completely breaking down for the first time since she had been taken. If Roxy was dead could Rex be far behind? She wondered through her wrenching sobs.

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John woke up around 5 am and stretched. Yawning he suddenly winced as the action reminded him that his jaw was sore. Shaking his head ruefully he let out a small grin. Shelly sure was a firecracker. He still couldn't believe she had punched him, and not only that but she had actually knocked him to the ground!

Getting up he automatically went to the window to look out. He noticed Chris's car was gone and wondered why she had left. Worried that maybe she had gone to rat out their location he rushed into Shelly's room to tell her to get up so they could leave. Looking around he noticed that no one was in the room and he feared that maybe Chris had kidnapped Shelly.

"Shelly?" John called out in a loud voice turning around in relief when he heard the bathroom door open up. His face darkened when he saw Chris walk out in her blue jeans and sweat shirt. "Where is Shelly?" he demanded.

"She left last night to talk to Rex." Chris said calmly in the face of Johns overwhelming anger.

"What?" John shouted. Getting right into Chris's face he kept yelling, "Who the hell do you think you are? My sister is going to meet that killer!

"Look John Shelly has been my friend for a long time. Longer then you have known her and I trust her judgment. You should too, knowing what you do about her. If she says Rex is a good guy then I believe her." Chris said placidly. She meant every word too. She trusted her friend more then she trusted anyone else and if she believed in Rex then Chris believed her. It had been so hard to see Shelly torn up about not seeing who Herbie/Rex really was when Shelly had thought he was a murderer but things were different now and Chris was happy about it.

John stared at Chris in disbelief. Did nothing rattle this girl? His anger alone in the past had been enough to send his co-workers cowering but Chris hadn't even blinked! It was kind of hard to hold on to his anger in the face of such composure. "Shelly is only 16. She hasn't lived long enough to be putting her life on the line like this!" John said finally trying to make her see that this was stupid and dangerous.

Chris snorted to her self and look at John, "Shelly may be only 16 but she has seen more then most people do in a life time. She knows people; she can see what we don't in others. Tell me you haven't noticed that."

At this point Michael came in to the room wondering what all the shouting was about. "What's going on?" he asked sleepily. Looking around he noticed that Shelly wasn't in the room, "Where is Shelly?"

John looked at Michael then at Chris and said snidely, "This brainiac helped her sneak out last night. She is with Rex right now doing god knows what."

"Good," Michael said simply at the same time Chris said, "Doing god knows what? That's what you're worried about? That's pathetic!"

"What!" John said, "You actually think that this is a good thing?" He looked at Michael in disbelief then shook his head. Of course Michael thought it was a good idea. He had been for the plan to begin with He thought to himself. Spinning on his heel and stomping to the living room he picked up his cell phone and made a call. He talked a minute while Michael and Chris followed him into the living room then hung up the phone. "I'll know where she is in a few minutes," he stated to no one in particular. Chris and Michael exchanged looks, both clearly thinking that John was overreacting. "What?" John asked defensively.

Michael was the one who answered, " Come on, don't you think you are overreacting a bit. Rex could have killed Shelly back at the motel but he didn't. I really think that he is telling the truth."

John didn't think he was overreacting at all but said, "Maybe I am but these guys already shot her once and for gods sake they tried to blow us up!" He finished more heatedly, "This is Shelly's life and I. Will. Not. Let. Her. Die. Too." He said biting off his words. "Not if I can help it."

Michael was going to reply but was interrupted by John's cell phone. John answered said a few word thanks the other person and then hung up. Looking at Michael he said, "Found her, oddly enough she went to Llanview."

"What?" Michael asked stunned. What were that chances of that? He wondered. "Where in Llanview?" He asked worriedly. There were places there that were heavily connected to the mob, or so he suspected.

"She is at the Angel Square Hotel. You know of it?" John asked.

"Yeah. It's fairly safe. Now what?" Michael asked him.

"Now I go and bring her back here."