To prplerayne and DKM.

I'm not trying to kill you. I think. It's just fun to make you wait. Ain't I evil?

I have a big smile on my face right now. Thank you.

For Camilla and my dad, as always. Get well.

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She looks so beautiful when she sleeps, her face relaxed and free from

worry.

I stand beside the bed and my heart brake when I hear her sigh my name.

She is dreaming about me.

Oh, God help me.

I got to move away. I got to leave her.

And all I want to do is crawl into the bed and lie down next to her. I want to

wake her with a kiss, see the beautiful eyes flutter open as she wakes. I want

to see her smile. I want to hear her scream my name in the throws of

passion, feel her body tense as she welcomes me inside her.

I lean down and kisses her forehead. I close my eyes, inhaling her sweet

sent. I feel a tear slide down my cheek.

- I love you babe. Forever. Marry me.

She moves and I freeze, afraid that she's awake. She just turns her head, a

sweet smile on her face. She is dreaming.

I force myself to leave the room. I go through the kitchen and put the note

on the kitchen table.

I take one last look around the room and then I walk away without looking

back.

This is one of the hardest things I've ever done in my life.

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I call Deaq. I owe him that much.

I know why he wanted me to "babysit" her. He thought that I would forget.

He hoped that I would let it go.

It dosen't work like that. I wish that I'd had the strenght to say no when he

said that she needed someone to look after her. I wish that I never made

love to her. It makes this so much harder when I know how her skin feels,

how her lips taste. When I know how sweet her sent is.

Oh, God help me.

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I get in the car and turn the key. I drive away slowly.

I clear my mind of her. I have to. I can't do this if my head is full of her. It

distracts me, makes me weak. And I can't be weak. Beeing weak will get me

killed and I'm not ready to die yet. Not when I have a chance to spend the

rest of my life with her.

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I went to a friend of mine. Well, to call him a "friend" might be pushing it.

I saved his life once and now he owns me. Today, I'm calling in the favours.

- Hello Mick. Remember me?

He tenses when he hears my voice. He turns around slowly, his eyes cold

and his lips pressed tighly togheter. He hates my gutts. And he's scared of

me. Terrified. Not a healthy combination. For him.

- Van. Wondered when you would show up. I've been expecting you.

I take a step closer and smile.

- Guess this is your lucky day then.

His jaw muscles tensed.

- What do you want?

- Money. And some weapons. Untraceable.

- Fine. But then we're even.

- Sure.

- Okey then. How much are we talking about?

- Two hundred thousand dollars in cash. And guns. If you want to make me

happy you have it for me in two hours.

- Two hundred...! Where the heck am I supposed to find that kind of

money in two hours? You gotta give...

I step in even closer, my face an inch from his. I don't have time for this.

- Mick. Don't fuck with me. You'll have it for me in two hours or you'll end

up in a fucking coffin. You got me?

He nodds, the fear visible in his eyes.

- Good. Now go.

He took a step back. He turned and walked away from me. Fast.

Now I would have money and weapons. Now I just needed to find the

asshole. That was not going to be that easy, but as I told Deaq, I know some

people. And one of those used to work for the asshole.

It was time for a little visit.

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Two and a half hour later.

I pointed the gun at the guys feet and shot, missing his left foot by an inch.

He sat in a chair with his hands and feet tied down, the eyes following every

move I made. The shot made him twich.

- So, I'll ask you again. The man who had a contract on Billie Chambers

life, your former boss. Where is he? And you better start talking because

next time I won't miss and you'll have a nice little hole in you. So? Feel

like sharing?

He sat silent and I sighed.

- No? To bad.

I raised my gun and pointed it at his feet.

- Witch foot do you want me to take first? The left or the right?

I'm thinking the left.

- Okey, okey. I know where he is.

- Are you sure? You are not trying to lie to me are you?

- I'm sure, I'm sure. Just don't shoot me. Please.

- Fine. Then start speaking. Now.

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Mick had given me a cell phone that couldn't be traced and I used it to call

Deaq.

I knew where the asshole was. Now I just had to get there. As it turned out,

I needed Deaq's help after all.

- Do you have him?

I almost smiled. He knew it was me even before I had said a word.

- Almost. I know where he is.

- Need some help getting there?

- Sort of. I need a plane.

- A plane?

- Yeah. He is not in the country anymore.

- Okey. When and where?

You could always trust him to help you now matter what it was.

- As soon as possible. At the old airport a mile out of town.

- Got it. I'll call in some favours. Be there in a hour.

- Thanks. And Deaq?

- Yeah?

- If you tell her...

He is my best friend. And if he tells her where I am I'll break his neck, I swear

to God.

- I know. I'll keep my mouth shut.

- Bye.

I hung up.

I start my car and drive to the old airport. Now I just has to wait.

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