Disclaimer: See previous chapter.

Warning: There is slight fluff in this chapter. It's random. Utterly random.

Oh, and I'm sorry for the long time it took to update. School is evil, guys.


Chapter 10 ... just wait for it.

Later on that day, Langly was at the LGM headquarters telling Jimmy, of all people, about Chris. "He's not Frohike's son, man."

Jimmy went into a period of deep thinking. "If he's not, well, let's put it this way," he paused here. "Who could you have pissed off enough to where they'd want to take Renee away from you?"

"I don't know," Langly admitted, feeling more paranoid by the second.

"Though he did look like he was into her at dinner... I don't know, Ringo." After what seemed like ages of silence, Frohike and Byers finally arrived and they started on this week's issue. "Bad storm coming in tonight, boys. We should hurry," declared Frohike.

"And Chris is staying with you and Sam tonight?" asked Langly. Frohike nodded as sat down to get to work.


Later on that night, a storm was indeed raging. Most of the city was suffering from a power outage. Sam had finished questioning Chris a while ago on the phone; the more she talked to him, the more her suspicions grew that he was not her son. He was acting very strange, and had trouble recalling things from childhood. He blamed it on being tired. Because of the storm, streets were flooded so he stayed at Renee's. As Langly came inside, he noted Yves's car in the driveway. Upon walking into the living room he saw Yves and Renee sprawled on the couch with Jimmy and Chris sitting across from them. The power was flickering on and off. Renee sighed and got up to get some candles. "Hey," she said smiling when she spotted Langly. "I didn't think you'd make it back." Langly said nothing, but he did hug her, thinking to himself that he wasn't about to leave Chris alone with her.

A while after Langly got in, the power was out and the five had nothing to do. After about an hour of this, Chris broke out some rum, beer, etc and everyone got a little carried away. After a strange game of "I Never", Chris starting asking the couples a few things. "So, Langly, where was the first time you saw Renee?"

Now, Richard Langly knew something was up; Chris had barely touched his drink and he was more sober than anyone else in the house. Ringo had stopped drinking anything but water once he noticed this. He decided to play along with Chris's game for now. "First time I saw her?" he asked to verify. Chris nodded.

"The computer store, wasn't it?" Yves asked.

Langly smiled and shook his head no. "It was a week before that. I stopped at his café on my way to pick up the paper for that week. So I walk in to get some coffee and there's this beautiful blonde chick, wearing boots, black jeans and a white shirt with a leather jacket, playing "Chasing the Night" on a guitar, really quiet though. You were so into the music you didn't notice anyone had walked in. I'm guessing you knew the owner?" Renee nodded. "I was shocked when I saw you in the store after that, and then when you came to stay with us, I thought it was too good to be true." Renee was blushing, it was fairly obvious even in the candlelight. Langly grinned. The score was now Langly - 2, Chris -0, unless something had happened while he was gone...

"That's great, man," Jimmy said, clapping him on the shoulder. Langly reached over and put Jimmy's beer out of reach quickly. A drunk Jimmy was a scary thought.

Chris nodded and moved so he was leaning against the couch, near Renee. His boss kept urging him to get a move on, and this had been the perfect opportunity ... until Jimmy and Yves had stopped by. He had two choices, either get Renee to fall for him (obviously not going to work) or ... well, something vile. He looked up as he heard Renee shift her position on the couch. She switched on the portable radio that she had placed on the side table. The broadcaster gave nothing but bad news. The power was out all over the city and the majority of the roads were flooded. The storm was expected to continue for another day or two. "Weird weather," muttered Renee, turning it off and laying back down on the couch.

"Hope you don't' mind us being here for the night." Yves said.

"Not at all," replied Renee. She stretched out for a minute then stood up. "Guess I should go find all my battery operated lamps and whatnot." She grabbed a candle and then went up to her attic where she had artfully shoved in everything she hadn't gotten around to unpacking.

Seeing as it was rather late, Langly nodded off for a minute and awoke to see that Chris had followed Renee to the attic. "Shit," he muttered, getting up. He lit a candle and walked up to the attic.

"Chris what the hell!" he heard Renee yell.

Sounds of a muffled struggled reached his ears. Langly tried the door, finding it locked. He banged on it, not caring if he woke Jimmy and Yves. Something hit the door from the other side, the impact causing it to open. Chris was sprawled in the doorway, Renee in the attic looking angry. "What did he do?" demanded Langly.

Renee made a sigh of frustration. "There's no way he is Sam's son, I'll tell you that much."

Unbeknownst to the two on the stairs, Chris was groggily getting up. "Well," he said, "now that you've figured it out, you have two choices. Either I kill you both or Renee comes with me."

"No way, man." Langly said, pulling Renee close to him.

Chris sighed. "You just have to make this hard, don't you? I really didn't' want to have to do this." Chris pulled out his gun. He was still a little unsteady on his feet.

"You can't aim well in this light," remarked Renee. The only light was the candle that Langly brought.

"True, but who says I'll need to?" Chris blew out the candle. The next thing Langly heard was two people toppling down the stairs.

Yves heard some of the racket. She grabbed a flashlight and went to see what was going on. Near the attic, she heard a gun being fired. Three people yelled in surprise. Jimmy ran ahead of her suddenly.

Langly raced blinding down the stairs. "Renee!"

He heard her grunt as she shoved Chris off of her. "I'm fine, the idiot shot himself in the shoulder."

"What happened?" asked Jimmy and Yves.

"Yves, in the room to your left there's a first aid it. Go get it, please." Yves bit her lip, but went anyway. "Chris" groaned. Renee stood up and angrily kicked him in the side. "It just grazed your shoulder, you brat," she said, after commandeering Jimmy's flashlight to examine him. Yves returned with the kit, then she and Renee bandaged Chris's arm. Meanwhile, Langly explained what happened on the stairs.

"So who is he?" Jimmy asked.

Chris snorted. "As if any of you could possibly figure it out."

Renee said nothing. She put up the first aid kit, taking Chris's gun with her. She grabbed his duffel bag and wallet from his room on her way back.

Chris's eyes narrowed. "Do you really think I'm that stupid?"

"No, but I do think you're that cocky." Everyone was silent as Renee went through the bag. Eventually she found his laptop and cellphone. "This should do," she said.

"You wont find anything."

"Between my hacking skills and Langly's, we will find out everything. Should have done your homework on us."

"What are we going to do with him in the meantime?" Yves asked.

"You're better at this than I am." Replied Renee. Yves nodded saying she would take care of it.


Renee and Langly worked up in the attic, neither feeling like moving things downstairs. Renee rubbed her cheek where Chris had punched her. Langly gently took her hand away. "Don't irritate it."

Renee rolled her eyes. "Do they take you guys aside in high school and teach you how to punch a girl in the worst spot or what?"

"Yes, but only assholes listen." Renee smiled and opened up the laptop. "You never told me you were a hacker, you know," Langly muttered.

"You never asked."

"Any good?"

"Better than you." Langly looked up his eyes narrowed. Renee smiled sweetly. "Yes?"

Langly smiled and shook his head. "We'll see about that."


I'm thinking about doing a couple short songfics to go along with this story for various chapters... sound good?

Feedback please?