The next morning I woke up from a noise in the kitchen. I rolled over and looked over at Stefan he was still sleeping next to me. Then the noise came again.

"Shit!" My guard went up.

I carefully got out of the bed and walked over to my purse. I grabbed my knife and headed for the door. I took Stefan's bath robe off the door and wrapped it around me. Then I silently walked towards the kitchen.

"Hey who are you?" a voice came from behind me

I quickly turned around to face a short fat gut staring at me.

"Who are you?" I asked

"Vinnie, Stefan's cousin. We share an apartment. I guess he didn't mention that to you." He smiled at me

"No, no he didn't." I carefully dropped my knife into the side pocket of the robe.

"So I'm guessing you're that girl he can't stop talking about."

I could feel myself blush, "Yeah I'm Mercedes."

"Ooo named after my favorite car."

I laughed his cousin was pretty funny. "Yeah I get that a lot."

"Hey what are you two laughing about?" Stefan walked into the kitchen

"Nothing I was just talking to your friend here." Vinnie winked at me.

"Yeah you forgot to tell me about your Cousin Vinnie living here." I smiled at Stefan

"Yeah that's because he wasn't suppose to be here." Stefan shot a look at Vinnie.

"Plans got changed I don't leave till tomorrow."

"Well anyway boys I got to get going. I have work today. It was nice meeting you Vinnie."

"Yeah you too, stop by any time sweet heart."

I smiled and walked back into the bedroom.

"Do you really have to go?" Stefan wrapped his arms around me.

"Yeah I have work today." I turned around to meet his gaze.

"Don't go."

"Stefan I have to. The restaurant opens in two days; I have to make sure everything is ready."

"OH!" Stefan whinnied like a five year old.

"How about we meet up for dinner later?" I slipped out of his arms

"Can't I have a family thing tonight," He looked upset.

"Ok call me then afterwards." I walked over to him, "Maybe we can come back her later."

Stefan smiled, "Yeah."

"Yeah have some wine; maybe watch some old movies…"

"I can't tonight," Stefan all of a sudden looked nervous.

"Oh ok." I turned around and grabbed my stuff.

"Mercedes wait. It's just that tonight after my family dinner all the guys come back here for a poker night."

"Stefan its fine believe me we'll just do something another night," I smiled.

Stefan smiled back at me. I couldn't help myself; I dropped my stuff and jumped into his arms. Needless to say I was late for work that day.

"Jack where's Mercedes?" Bobby walked into Jack's room.

"She's probably at work. Why what's up?" Jack looked at Bobby

"Did she come back her last night?"

"Bobby what is wrong with you?"

"God damn it Jack did she come home last night?"

"I'm not sure. You sure you're alright."

"Yeah I'm fine." Bobby walked out of Jack's room

Bobby ran down the stairs and walked outside.

"Hey where are you going Bobby?" Angel asked

"Nowhere," Bobby opened his car door.

"You can't be going no where Bobby, knowing you something is up."

"Just forget about it Angel alright." Bobby slammed the door and drove off.

"What's his problem?" Angel looked at Jack

"I don't know it has something to do with Cedes."

Bobby sped all the way to East + West. He almost pulled right into the restaurant. Bobby got our and ran towards the entrance. He pounded on the door till a tall blonde girl opened it.

"Can I help you?" She gave him an evil glare

"Yeah is Mercedes around?"

"And you are?"

"Will you tell her that Bobby is here, I need to talk to her right away."

The girl gave him a stern look.

"Can you get her it's important."

"She's not here."

"What do you mean she's not here? You just told me she was!"

"She's not her please leave."

"No I need to talk to her. Mercedes! Mercedes!"

"What's going on over here?" A tall man in a business suit walked next to the blonde.

"I'm looking for Mercedes."

"Oh well she is not here. We don't know where she is."

"Well if she shows up tell her Bobby was looking for her."

"I will deli ever the message personally. Have a good day sir." The man shut the door.

Bobby didn't believe either of them. He knew Mercedes was around somewhere.

"Who was that at the door?" I asked

"Just some guy who was lost. Now come Mercedes we have a lot to talk about." Guy grabbed my hand.