Hi everyone, sorry for the long wait. I have a lot of chapters ready, just "wrestling" With them for what order to put them in and how I'll continue the story line in a way that feels good for me. I hope you like the next chapter. Thanks for all the reviews! They really motivate me.
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Inside the Police Station
"Maman, what did Kris say to you? We need all the information you can remember." Camille asked when Catherine had taken Rosa's seat.
Catherine looked at Nick who crossed his arms in front of his chest. She thought deep. "I went to ask if you had any laundry."
"Where were you?" Camille asked as she looked up at Nick.
"I-" Nick began.
"He was tied up in your room." Catherine answered for him.
"Tied up?" Camille asked incredulous.
"Non, not tied up." Catherine shook her head as she remembered it vividly. "Shackled, with cuffs. Naked." Catherine added.
"I wasn't naked." Nick snapped.
"Naked?!" Richard uttered. "On Camille's bed?!" He sounded shocked.
Both Catherine and Camille gave Richard a continental look.
"On my bed?" Camille asked with raised brows as she eyed Nick again.
Nick cleared his throat. He could imagine how this all sounded. "It wasn't what it looked like." It really wasn't. But how could he explain that to them? They didn't know him, not that well..
"It looked like you two were enjoying rough sex." Catherine commented as she studied Nick.
"What?! And you know this how?" Camille asked with big eyes.
"We what?!" Nick blurted out simultaneously.
"You were half naked, shackled to the bed post." Catherine shrugged innocently. "What was I supposed to think? That you were playing chess together?!"
"Shackled?" Richard uttered again, sounding even more shocked than before.
"And gagged, she was holding her hand over my mouth when you came in!" Nick said accusingly.
"Well, some men like that sort of thing." Catherine commented dryly. How was she to know that Nick hadn't given his consent and that it wasn't what it had looked like?
"Maman!" Camille uttered, now shocked in turn. "You came in?!" She quickly blurted out astonished.
"The gag didn't give you a clue that I was no volunteer in this?!" Nick countered.
Richard just looked from speaker to speaker as if following a tennis match on a very wide screen. Or in real life.
Catherine shrugged again. "I thought it was part of the domineering thing you liked."
"I don't like any domineering thing!" Nick began to see red. "Why would you even think so?!"
"How could I have known that? Kris was half naked on top of you kissing you like there was no world around her! It looked like you were enjoying yourself, thoroughly." She looked up at Camille now. "Mon Dieu, it was very heated and-"
"-It wasn't!" Nick interrupted.
Camille looked from Nick back to her Maman.
"O, it was..." Catherine countered and nodded to emphasize that. "From a bystander's point of view, it really was. You wouldn't know."
"I was right there! Ofcourse I would know!" Nick defended himself astonished. What was she even thinking?!
"Oui, I could see where you were." Catherine smirked. "That will be burned into my mind's eye for quite a long time now, merci beaucoup." She reminded him.
Nick looked away as he clenched his jaw at that. "Kris was restraining me and keeping me from crying out for help!" He defended himself when he saw Richard's look.
"That must have been hard for you." Richard mumbled sarcastically.
Catherine and Nick looked up at Richard with open mouth and Camille's head snapped towards him in shock.
Nick's nostrils flared at that. He straightened himself and crossed his arms in front of his chest as he glared at the Detective Inspector. "How did you enjoy having DS Bordey in your lap all night long, Detective Inspector? That must have been hard for you!"
Richard swallowed. Touche. He cleared his throat and put his hands behind his back clumsily. He felt his cheeks started to flush.
"Kris came by later to explain." Catherine went on.
"Maman, and you believed her?!" Camille asked incredulously.
"This is Kris we're talking about! She can make everyone believe her if she wants. Oui! I believed her. She was very convincing! She was very shy, even blushed, felt very bad about it."
"About what?!" Richard asked.
"Me seeing her having sex with detective McGarrett."
"We weren't having sex!" Nick growled as his eyes became darker by the minute.
"She even said that I didn't have to find a date for her because she had you now." She looked up at Nick.
"She played her role very well." Richard concluded. "And how did you end up in her bed, or Camille's bed with cuffs, restrained and half naked?" Richard asked Nick.
"I-" He stopped talking for a moment. "She played me too." Nick explained as he felt pain in his chest. Shame took over.
Camille's eyebrow rose.
"You think this is funny?!" Nick barked as he misread Camille. "How did you like sitting on top of each other?" Nick reminded them harshly.
Camille clenched her lower jaw as she looked away at that.
Richard pressed his lips together. "You already said that."
"And I will keep saying that until you stop acting like I took advantage of Kris, while it was the other way around!"
"I'm sorry if it feels like that for you. We didn't mean-" Camille began.
"-We did." Richard interrupted her as he eyed Nick. "You're a big strong man. So yes, I do have some trouble with putting two and two together."
Nick took a threatening step towards him. "Maybe she is my weak spot." He pointed a sharp finger at Richard's chest. "Do you have a weak spot Inspector? Do you have someone that you trust so deeply, that you would trust with your life? I would have never EVER thought that Kris would betray me like that!" Nick shouted as his cheeks began to turn red now.
"She pulled a joke on all of us it seems." Catherine said as she stood up to try and calm the strong English man that was obviously feeling attacked by everyone here. "Nick, excusez- moi..." She put her hand on his upper arm soothingly and slowly lead him away from Richard. "I might have come off as harsh. I don't know your relationship with Kris. I should have considered... More how this would be for you." She offered sweetly.
Nick's blue eyes went from Catherine back to Richard as he glared. Then he looked back at Catherine. "Thanks." He told her hoarsely.
Catherine now understood how much the the detective was hurt by Kris's behavior. It was interesting to say the least. If she didn't know any better, she would think that he had feelings for her. Deep feelings.
"Nick, surely you can see why I believed Kris and thought you two were having passionate-." Catherine tried softly as Nick took his place against the wall again.
"-That wasn't what was happening at all." Nick answered tiredly as he frowned at Catherine.
"How was I supposed to know that?" Catherine asked in a soothing voice. "Don't blame me for not coming to your aid earlier!" She defended herself quickly.
Nick rubbed his chin. "I'm sorry. I don't. I won't. I didn't... It's just... It wasn't heated, okay? She just used me. That's it. And you believed her."
Catherine raised her brow and looked at Camille who nodded. "Just look at it from my point of view;
Kris was on top of you, you two were half naked and she was straddling you. It isn't that strange for me to conclude that- Mon Dieu..." She sighed deep. "I didn't know that she was forcing you against your will ."
Nick put up his hands in peace. "I understand." He told her softly as he nodded at her and smiled friendly.
"What was she wearing?" Camille asked as she began writing everything down in her notebook.
"A black trousers and a black lace bra. She had her hand over Nick's mouth and I saw that both his wrists were cuffed to the bedposts." She leaned towards Camille conspiratorially. "I didn't know that was possible! Did you?" She whispered excitedly.
"Maman!" Camille chastised instantly. She felt herself begin to flush. Not in front of Richard please! What must he think of her?
"Yes er... Please focus." Richard quickly intervened. He didn't even want his mind to go there...!
"I left. Then she came-" Catherine told them.
"When?" Richard asked. "How much time had passed?"
Catherine shrugged. "I'm not sure. Maybe twenty minutes, or half an hour."
Camille nodded as she wrote that down.
"What did she say?" Nick asked.
"She was very shy." Catherine said.
Nick made a sarcastic sound.
"And insecure. She even blushed."
"She should get an Oscar for her performance." Nick mumbled somberly. He hated that woman more and more.
La Kaz, Flashback
"Catherine?" Kris asked as she found Catherine behind the bar. "Do you have a moment?" She asked softly.
Catherine looked pointedly at Kris's waistcoat. She was wearing clothes again. Then followed Kris to her kitchen.
"Catherine... I'm so sorry... I feel so ashamed that you saw that... Us..." Kris avoided making eye-contact.
"You are involved with this man?" Catherine asked surprised. That had gone fast. Ofcourse she'd picked up the tension between the two. But she'd thought both wouldn't admit to it or weren't ready for it yet. Or at least... Kris wouldn't.
"Catherine...I'm not... I wasn't..." Kris took a step back, clearly shocked by her interest. "We weren't doing anything-" Kris stopped talking when Catherine raised an eyebrow.
"-Non?" Catherine smirked as she crossed her arms in front of her chest. She felt amused. It was fun to see Kris squirm her way out of this.
"No..." Kris began as she opened her mouth to explain but couldn't find the right words. "I can imagine that... Seeing us like that... You might think that... Well..." Kris cleared her throat as she looked away. "That we... I'm just so ashamed that you saw us." Kris finally blurted out.
"So how long has this been going on?" Catherine asked curiously.
"Catherine!" Kris chirped in a high voice.
"Come on! Spill it. I've been looking for a man for you!" Catherine shook her head dissapointed. "All this asking around for nothing."
"Catherine it wasn't... We aren't... I... I hadn't seen Nick in a long time and... He always... When he's nervous about a job... He wants to.. You know...?"
"Oui?" Catherine urged for her to explain more.
Kris swallowed. She shrugged.
"What?" Catherine urged curiously.
"Catherine..." Kris begged.
Catherine tilted her head.
"Nick just likes it when... I dominate him and stuff like that... It's not really my kind of thing but it only takes a few minutes...And if it makes him feel better, then I oblige." Kris bit her upper lip.
Police Station, now
"What?! She said what?! If it makes ME feel better? She obliges?! Did she LOSE her MIND!?" Nick growled. "As if she was doing ME a favor! That manipulative-"
"-Sssshhh..." Richard urged Catherine to go on.
La Kaz, Flashback
"Okay I just want you to understand that..." Kris looked behind her and sighed dramatically. "I love him... Very much... Okay? Nick just has some specific wishes... It helps him with his nerves... It makes him feel relaxed before a big job. I only kissed him and sat on top of him. Nothing more. I wouldn't do more things on Camille's bed. It was in the heat of the moment... We lost track of... Our location... He just loves it when I put those cuffs around his wrists. He's just a bit funny like that. You know how men can be... They can have strange wishes. I'll be sure to clean the sheets. I promise."
Catherine was staring at her. "Just make sure to tell Camille this."
"O do I have to?" Kris whined almost like a small child.
"Oui! I'm not going to keep this from her."
Police Station, now
"What else did she say?" Richard asked.
Catherine looked away. She shouldn't tell them everything... "Nothing more." She lied as she thought of Kris's answer. She needed to protect Camille. Kris had been teasing Camille mercilessly about Richard, something that Camille might not want Richard to know...
La Kaz, Flashback
"Catherine please! I bugged Camille about Richard so much... She- I won't ever hear the end of this if she finds out. I'm already embarrassed enough as it is."
"You don't have to be embarrassed about your sex life, Kris. I'm happy for you, really. You've found one very handsome man! Good for you. It's healthy to enjoy him, and you should, thoroughly. Just lock the door next time please."
Police Station, now
"Maman, what else?" Camille urged.
Catherine shrugged.
La Kaz, Flashback
"Okay so... So things are good now? Do you have to be in Camille's room soon?" Kris asked.
"Non, why?"
"Because I'll clean it thoroughly when I get back, I promise."
Catherine nodded.
"O, and this means that you don't have to find me a date." Kris reminded her shyly.
"Oui, I already thought so. All this trouble I went through, for nothing...Now I just have to tell Pietra that her grandson shouldn't come for you."
Police Station, now
Nick rubbed his stubbled chin. He shook his head. "This is priceless. Unbelievable. She must have so enjoyed it that you believed her!"
"So she went through all the trouble of explaining herself to Catherine." Richard thought out loud.
"Lying to Catherine, you mean." Nick said annoyed.
"Why?" Camille asked out loud.
"She asked me if I needed anything more from the room and promised to clean it when she got back."
"Maybe she explained all this to make sure that you wouldn't come back to the room and find out that Nick was still there." Camille pondered out loud.
"So she makes sure Catherine won't bother to go back and Nick would have stayed on the bed all night and morning long. And we would have been here all night long." Richard concluded.
"I can't believe I fell for that." Catherine uttered as she thought about Kris.
"I can't believe what a fool she made of me." Nick snapped as he stood up angrily. "It's like she did it on purpose. To humiliate me."
"Any idea why she would do that?" Richard asked.
Nick shook his head. "NO! I care about her. Or cared about her. We were friends. We were close. She was always honest. If something wasn't right between us, or if we were fighting, we always talked about it later. Or she'd make it known in another way..."
"Why did you go back?" Richard asked Catherine.
"Well, I didn't. Not at first. I believed Kris, that Nick had gone and that she would clean up later. But when I was upstairs. The door... It was open. So that's why I went in. I thought someone was still there. Or that she might have forgotten to close it. But that would have been very careless. Who leaves a door wide open like that when she leaves?"
"It was open?" Camille asked confused. Why did it seem that everything Kris had done made no sense at all? She did one thing one moment and then did a completely other thing the other moment.
"She planned everything so well, why would she leave the door open?" Nick asked surprised.
"Could she have been careless?" Richard asked. He didn't know Kris that well. But he could imagine the talkative woman to be chaotic and she might forget a thing or two sometimes.
Nick shook his head. "No, she's a perfectionist. She does everything in detail, and she had time. She even took the time to explain herself to Catherine."
Camille wrote it down.
"How did you end up in the bed?" Richard asked.
"How did you end up cuffed to the jail bars with Camille on top of you?" Nick countered quickly.
"She threatened me with a knife. She threatened you too?" Richard asked.
Nick looked away. "Not exactly." He mumbled, feeling ashamed.
"Maman, we'll see you later?" Camille said as Catherine then stood up and nodded.
"Good luck." Catherine told Nick.
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