Elizabeth awoke the next morning, alone in the bed she had shared with Fisk the night before he left to travel overseas to some far off country. Memories from last night brought a smile to her, she was glad that Fisk confessed his love to her. But now, Elizabeth had some things to do before heading back to the school.

She washed the sheets, made the bed, tidied up the house and took out the trash. Fisk's house looked really nice, it just needed a woman's touch to make it perfect. So, Elizabeth made a call to the local flower shop to have some fine roses delivered.

Once she arrived at the school, many of the teacher and students saw that she was in a really great mood. The last time they saw her, she was pissed off about something, but now it looked like she was ready to take on the world. Elizabeth smiled and greeted everyone with a smile, even Jason.

Classes were going fine until Jason tried to look down her shirt again, but Elizabeth shocked him by not sending to the principal, but instead asked him if he thought she was sexy.

"Yes. You are the sexiest teacher there is," Jason said, blushing.

"Thank you, you may take your seat, Jason," Elizabeth replied, but then added, "Don't try to look down my shirt again, or you will be going to the principal's office."

Jason could already tell he was in warm water, so he quickly took his seat and behaved himself for the rest of the day.

Elizabeth looked out the window of her classroom and sighed. I wonder what Fisk is doing now? I hope he is being safe overseas. She thought to herself and continued teaching her students. When the bell rang, Elizabeth went to the teachers lounge to get some fresh brewed coffee. Her friend Sissy was there, flirting with Ben Swanson, the janitor, who had been known to engage in some after class sex with Sissy now and then.

"Hey, Elizabeth," Sissy greeted her.

"Hi, Sissy," Elizabeth replied, pouring herself some coffee. Sissy then poured herself coffee as well.

Coffees creamed and sugared, the two women headed to an empty table, and started their typical Monday afternoon conversation.

Elizabeth asked, "So, Sissy, you do anything fun and interesting this week?"

Sissy smiled. "Oh… Ben and I had a little fun after school let out on Friday. He came in while I was grading papers, his hands were all over me. So, I pulled up my skirt, dropped my panties, and let him fuck my pussy and ass for two hours straight."

Elizabeth nearly choked on her coffee when she heard what Sissy said. It was disgusting. "You bitch! Your husband would never cheat on you, so why do you do these things to him?"

"Girlfriend"-Sissy laughed-"You got a new man in your life. But for me, I can't help myself. I'm addicted to sex. As you know, my first lover was my own brother, then just a bunch of random guys, before getting married to Brice." She looked over at Ben, then added, "And the reason I cheat on Brice is because he has been doing it with Brooke Reed."

Elizabeth couldn't believe it, Sissy and her husband Brice had seemed so happy with each other.

"But how come you two are still together if you both know the other one is cheating?" Elizabeth asked Sissy.

Sissy smiled. "Because Brice won't leave me for another woman, and I won't leave him for another man. We may cheat on each other, but we still love each other very much."

With everything laid out in the open, Elizabeth couldn't help but smile herself. Seeing how happy Sissy was with her life, made her think about the future of being with Fisk.

But as Elizabeth went on with her life, Fisk was overseas in Russia. The cold bitter winds blew hard as Fisk and his partner Red, drove down the winding roads of Moscow. They pulled to a stop in front of an old library. Fisk knew his target was inside, so he grabbed his weapon and left. Red rolled down the window.

"Just remember that there is no talking in the library," she joked. Fisk turned and nodded to her, then went inside.

The library was mostly empty, except for a few people returning books or just trying to stay out of the cold. Fisk scanned the area for his target, nothing. So he headed for the storage rooms in the back, if his target was there, then it would be very easy for him to get the job done. No need to draw a crowd.

Once Fisk reached the storage rooms, he could hear his target talking on the phone with someone calling themselves: Mr. White. Now, Fisk had no idea who Mr. White was, but from the look on his target's face, he was someone with a great deal of power. Just then, three other guys showed up.

Fisk's target looked at them, his hand shaking so much that he dropped his cell phone. "What do you guys want?" he asked them.

Troy, the biggest of the goons looked down at him. "Willy, your time is almost up, Mr. White doesn't like to wait," he said.

Willy gulped and pulled out a red flash drive and handed it to Joe, the shortest of the trio. "There, all the files on the top five biggest gun and drug runners in Russia," he explained.

Fisk knew he needed that flash drive, so he pulled out his silenced .45, and walked out in plain sight of the four men. Troy looked up and saw Fisk. But as soon as he looked up, Fisk fired at him and hit him in the neck. The two other goons tried to draw their weapons, but they were both shot in the head.

Fisk smiled and then turned his gun toward Willy. "Who's Mr. White?" he asked him. Willy only smiled.

"You'll find out soon enough," he said, before Fisk shot him.

Later that night, Fisk and Red rented a hotel room. Now they acted as if they were a married couple, as to not draw attention to themselves. Things went like clock work, Fisk showered first as Red filed a report to their boss.

When Fisk got out of the shower, Red was siting on the bed, waiting for him. Now, the two of them had been in a sexual relationship before, but tonight, she wanted to Fisk to not hold back as he had her. Fisk smiled as he dropped his towel and walked over to the end of the bed.

"Do what you want, Red," he smiled. Red then began to perform oral sex on Fisk. Closing his eyes, Fisk began to moan in pleasure. The sound of moaning told her that she was doing a good job. So she increased in speed, but stopped when she heard Fisk moan, "Suck my dick, Elizabeth."

Red pulled away from Fisk. She looked up at him, confused. "Why did you just call me Elizabeth?" she asked Fisk.

What do I say to her? Fisk thought to himself. He could only think of one thing. He was truly in love with Elizabeth, and it wasn't right that he was trying to have sex with Red. It would hurt Elizabeth even more if she ever found out that he was trying to get laid with another woman. So, Fisk told Red to leave him alone because he was faithful to the woman he loved.

Red understood that Fisk had found a girl that he wanted to spend his life with, so she gave him his space and went straight to sleep. Fisk stayed up and thought about his future with Elizabeth when he would get back to the states.

Back in the US, Elizabeth was getting ready for bed, when she heard a knock at the front door. "I'm coming," she called out. When she opened the door, there stood David. He looked really drunk and his breath reeked of alcohol.

"What do you want, David?" Elizabeth said to David with a frown.

"I just came over to see you, Elizabeth," David replied, trying to stand up straight.

The very sight of him, being drunk and unable to stand up right, made Elizabeth angry. She hated him still and wanted nothing to do with David. Now, Elizabeth just wanted him gone so she him the "Leave, or I'll call the cops!" look.

David didn't flinch. He just stood there.

"Call the cops if you want, but I am not leaving!" he growled at Elizabeth. Then without any warning, he lunged at her! Elizabeth had no time to react as he grabbed her.

"Let me go!" she screamed. David only tightened his grip on her as he slapped his hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming.

"Shut up!" he shouted in a drunken rage. Then he dragged her to the bedroom! Elizabeth struggled to get away from him, because she knew what David was planning to do to her.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth's father, Jerry drove up to Fisk's house after he had forgotten to bring the booze that he was supposed to have with him for Fisk's step-brother, Ryan.

"Jerry, how the hell can you forget the booze, you idiot! If I keep forgetting thing's than I might as well not even start drinking tonight," He thought to himself.

He opened the front door, crossed the living room and went straight towards the kitchen. He grabbed the forgotten booze, did a one-eighty and went straight back to the front door. He was surprised that nobody was in the living room. Then he heard it… "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"

It was Elizabeth, and she sounded like she was in trouble.

In the bedroom, Elizabeth was on the floor next to the dresser, she was covering her right exposed breast with her left hand because her night gown was ripped open. She was holding a knife in her right hand, trying to keep David away from her.

"You are sick! I will tell them everything, my family, the police, everyone!" She sobbed loudly.

"And who is going to believe you?" David frowned at her. "Look at you, you look like some cheap corner slut that left me for some retired soldier. You know that I'm a respected person around these parts, I would make it sound like that you assaulted me, and believe me, I have connections that can make it happen so that I will get off scot-free."

Elizabeth started crying again, she softly mumbled to herself as she cried, "Fisk… Daddy... Please help me..."

David started to laugh. "Fisk and your daddy? You really think that those useless sacks of shit would care about you? Those two aren't here to help you. Just make it easy for yourself Elizabeth before I have to get angry again, and you don't want that!"

"FUCK YOU!" Screamed Elizabeth again as she threw the knife in David's direction. The knife cut him as it stuck in the wall. He turned and looked at himself in the mirror, blood was coming out of the cut on his neck, then he turned back toward Elizabeth.

"You little slut!" He yelled as he grabbed her arm. He began ripping her nightgown off. Elizabeth tried to scream, but he covered her mouth with his hand. "You're going to have a baby, even if you don't want one!" he shouted, just then Jerry came busting into the bedroom.

"Get off my daughter!" Yelled Jerry with rage.

David looked up at Jerry, let go of Elizabeth and flew towards him, going for a powerful left hook. Jerry dodged it just in time. The two of them were now outside the bedroom, fighting in the hallway.

Jerry could see his daughter fidgeting with her cell phone from the corner of his eye. Good girl. Call the Police. He thought to himself. He quickly focused on David again who was now lunging forward with a straight punch. He ducked down to the right and threw his own punch into David's side as he passed him. David tried to followed up with a quick right jab to Jerry's head, again Jerry managed to dodge his punch by dodging away to the right.

"Lights out, David!" he shouted, then delivered a powerful right hook and left spin kick to David. Then it was over. Jerry had taken down his daughter's ex-husband with a flawless victory.

When the police came, it took three officers to take David away. Elizabeth was with an officer telling him what happened before her father showed up. Jerry stood close by her, being congratulated by the other police officers for taking care of his daughter.

"...And that officer is how it went down. My ex-husband showed up and tried to rape me," Elizabeth said to the officer. He nodded and looked at David who was sitting cuffed in the nearest cruiser.

"Don't worry, you won't be seeing your ex-husband for a long time," he ensured her.

When the police left the scene, Jerry held his daughter close to him as he led her to his car. She still was very shaken up by the incident with David trying to rape, but she felt protected with her father next to her. After all, he had been teaching police officers on how to fight before his daughter was born.

"Thank you, Daddy," Elizabeth said softly. Her father opened the passenger side door and let her in.

"You're welcome, Elizabeth," he said and closed the and then took her home to her mother. Once there, Elizabeth called Fisk and told him what happened while he was away. She smiled when Fisk said he would come home right away, because then she would have two people protecting her.

It was around noon the next day that Fisk showed up. He saw Elizabeth sitting on the living room couch, reading a book on self defense. Amy, Lucy and Jessica were there as well. Lucy looked up and saw her brother standing in the hallway.

"Fisk is here, Elizabeth," Lucy told her friend.

"Fisk!" Elizabeth cried with excitement. She rushed up to hug him, but noticed something in his mood that told her that Fisk was unhappy about something. He had a sad, regretful look on his face. Elizabeth gave him a big hug and ushered him into the living room. Once he was settled with his bags and all, they sat together on the couch.

Amy, Jessica and Lucy felt it was best to give them some alone time, so the three girls left and head outside.

"Elizabeth, please forgive me," Fisk sobbed. "I was unable to keep you safe."

Elizabeth looked at Fisk and kissed him. "There is nothing to forgive. Things like this happen for a reason. What that reason is I do not know," she told Fisk. He smiled a little, knowing that things were going to be alright.

But down in the county jail, David was sitting in his cell. The sound of the door opening caused him to look up as an old man in a white suit walked into the cell. "Hello, I'm Mr. White," he said introducing himself.

"I'm David," David said shaking his hand.

Mr. White smiled at David. "How would you like to get rid of Elizabeth's new boyfriend?" he asked.

"What do I need to do, Mr. White?" David asked with a dark smile.

Looks like Mr. White is going to have David work for him now! Not good. Will Fisk and friends be able to stop both David and Mr. White? Find out in the next chapter.