A Family Matter 14

Lauren

If I had a pause button, this is when I'd press it. My face buried in the nook of Bo's neck, her musky scent of our hours of love making still linger on her skin. Her strong arms holding me close as her breath hits me softly. This all still feels like a dream to me.

Moving back home with family close. The nerd growing up now a successful doctor. Falling in love with my brunette neighbor, soon to be married. I never thought my life would turn out like this.

"It's only 7. Why are you awake?" Bo's groggy eyes are looking down at me, but I can see a lazy grin even through her drawn out yawn.

"Early bird." Is the answer I give, nipping lightly at her neck. I love how her arms tighten around me almost possessively. "I thought, since you were so generous last night." She groans as I move my lips to the shell of her ear. "I could say thank you?"

Bo shudders as I swing my legs across her, straddling her stomach. "I wouldn't oppose." Her hands fly to my hips, moving up as her smile widens.

But before she can reach my bare chest, I take her hands off my body. "I'll start breakfast then." Her needy whine was almost childlike and I chuckle crawling off of her and reaching for some sweats.

Bo flops back on the bed as I head downstairs. As much as I could have started another round, I was starving. Also, it's rare when I can beat Bo to the kitchen. She practically lives in here, which is great since she loves to cook and I love to eat, but sometimes I want to cook her a meal. It's a simple gesture that shows her I care enough to cook for her. Doing her laundry isn't as romantic as breakfast in bed, despite her saying so.

It's takes Bo longer to come down, but seeing her showered and in comfy clothes shows me she didn't just fall back asleep. "You showered? Without me?" My exaggerated pout has her laughing, but doesn't comment as she grabs the cup of coffee I prepared for her.

Adding more cheese to the overstuffed omelet, I make sure the potatoes are on low so they can finish at the same time. "I wonder how late Kenzi stayed out last night. She seemed dead to the world when we left."

Bo laughs and shakes her head. "Yeah, I text her when we got home and she gave a thumbs up emoji but she stopped texting after that."

"What's wrong?" Bo is frown as she pulls her phone out.

"It's just," She taps a few icons then slides her phone to me. "I don't know, but she's usually here after a big night of drinking. I mean, she has her apartment with my mom but she is normally out on the spare bed."

I turn back to the food, happy it's done but she has a point. Kenzi makes a habit of joining us for breakfast more often than not. Bo even gets a few drunken texts from the energetic woman about whatever is on her mind at the time. To only send one text feels funny to me...and apparently to Bo too.

Sliding Bo a plate of food and sitting across from her, I tap on the favorites list on her phone and click on Kenzi's, putting it on speaker.

"Why are we calling her?" Bo asks above the connecting rings. "You know she's out cold until noon."

Before I can answer her, Kenzi picks up. "H-Hey Bo bear! What's cracka lackin?"

Bo and I stare at the phone between us. There are people chattering and phones ringing in the background. "Are you at the police station? Dammit Kenz! Did you get arrested again?!" Bo screeches into the phone and I laugh hysterically.

This wouldn't be the first time Kenz has been in the drunk tank at the station. Who says Tamsin doesn't have a sense of humor? That's why Kenzi isn't allowed to go out by herself anymore.

"It wasn't me that you should be worried about."

Confused, I open my mouth, but shut it again. "Fuck." Bo rubs her face and picks up her phone. "I don't wanna know Kenz, not right now anyway. I'll text you in a bit."

"You got it Bo Bo. Love you babes... You too, Hotpants." Her voice sounds weak but I'm with Bo on this one, whatever it is can wait until we're ready.

When the phone called ended, we eat our breakfast in peace. I'm confused at my fiancée's sudden behavior but know not to push her. It's only when we finish our breakfast and she gathers our plates, is when she opens up. "Thank you for cooking baby. I forget how good your food is."

"It wasn't much but I'm glad you enjoyed it." I wrap my arms around her waist and rest my chin on her shoulder once she rinses off the remaining dishes. I want to know what is going on in that beautiful mind of hers. "Snuggle on the couch?"

Bo turns as places her hands on my chest, tracing my collarbone slightly. "I'd like that."

XXX

Kenzi

"Shit shit shit shit! She knows! Oh God, I can never lie to my bestie, because she knows!" They've been keeping Aife-Beverly-Aife whoever! Is in the interrogation room for hours. I know she's smart enough not to say anything until her lawyer or whoever this Teddy I called is.

Looking at the clock, I groan not knowing what else to do but wait until I can see Aife. "Dammit Teddy! Where the hell are you?"

"Only my friends call me Teddy." I jump hearing a very deep voice behind me. The tall built and very handsome middle aged man looks at me seriously as her combs through his dark hair. "Theodore Tannous." He moves his suit jacket to the side to show me his shiny star badge. "You could guess who I am."

I fan my face looking at the man. His exotic middle eastern features and his serious seductive voice has my questions answered why Aife had him on speed dial. Damn he is hot! Focus Kenz!

"Look Teddy, we can discuss names later. Aife is is in that hallway two doors down. I suggest you go find out what is going on...Marshal." His smirk widens to a cheeky grin that is anything from friendly. From what the few witness protection movies and tv shows that have aired, I know Marshals like to keep their jobs private for safety reasons. But now is not the time for it and I don't need to beat around the bush. I just need him to get Aife out.

He walks passed me and I let out a breath. I don't know the man, but if Aife trusts him, I have no choice but to trust him to.

"You coming?" He says before he is out of sight and I try to contain the squeal as I rush to him. If it wasn't such a serious problem, I'd be excited! I wonder if this is how Tamsin feels every time she has a new case.

When we enter, I see two other officers in the interrogation room, one sitting and the other leaning against the wall, with Aife sitting at a table still in her bathrobe. "Ma'am, you really need to talk to us or we can't help you out." One of them says but Aife just stares ahead of him, not bothering to respond.

"Excuse me," The two detectives look at Teddy as he makes his presence known. "If Ms. Jones asked for an attorney, then she has nothing to say to you." He shrugs off his jacket and quickly wraps it around a tired looking Aife. "We're leaving. Everything else can wait until she can at least get dressed."

The detectives have the decency to look somewhat ashamed but the thinner one recovers quicker. "Sir, you guys aren't leaving. Mrs. Jone's here is arrested for murder and-"

"And who exactly did she murder? Because I'd love to see the so called evidence that got you a signed off warrant on a Halloween night." Teddy sneers as he helps Aife out of the chair but she doesn't move. Better yet, can't.

The cuffs look tight on her wrists and instead of asking, I walk over and go to work on them with my Bobby pin. A loud click, and the metal cuffs hit the table.

A loud gruff and soon a thick file is slapped on the table she was bound to. "Leroy Jones was found with his skull bashed in earlier last night. All evidence points to his wife, here." He flips the pages open and I feel the bike ride in my throat.

Pictures of Bo's father laying on the cement. I tear my eyes away and try to figure out where he was exactly but it's hard to focus on anything of that the dark red blood pooling around Jack's head. Poor Bo. I know they had their rough history but this will still hurt my best friend.

Teddy shakes his head and pushes the papers away while I take and escort Aife out of the room. "I'll need to speak to the Chief but the fact remains the same. Beverly is going home." He hands them a card of his. "Give that to him or her and tell him to call me as soon as he can."

I don't know what was on the card or if Teddy said anything else to them, but no one stopped us from leaving the police station. I was still drunk when I left home opting to take a cab, so we all piled into Teddy's black Tahoe. "Where to ladies?"

I give him the directions to our apartment, but I gave Aife a look. "I gotta tell Bo and Lauren. I'm not sure what the Hell is going on but they need to know."

"Did you kill Jack, Aife?"

The silence is heavy but I watch her closely. There is definitely sorrow in her eyes, possible guilt, but she was moving on from her husband. Even filed for divorce so she could live free and start over. I don't see how killing him would help her out.

"Last I spoke to Jack, he was staying with your father." Teddy slows down the truck and signals to pull over in a Taco Bell parking lot. "Do you have his number? I already called Susan and she's on a plane as we speak to come clean up this mess, but you need to tell me what happened or I can't help you!"

"All I know is what you guys do!" She yells back at him. "I went to the party and only had a few drinks before leaving with Jane. We picked up some Chinese food and ate it at my place before she left. I took a shower and that's when the police showed up."

"Why are the police so certain that you killed him?" I ask and reach for her hand. "I think we should call Tamsin. She's more familiar with everything going on. But Lauren and Bo will need to know, eventually. They already know something is up, since I'm not at their place eating my hangover away."

"That's your daughter and her girlfriend right? They're engaged?" He asks pulling out of the parking lot, seemingly calmer.

"That's them." She says trying to fight the tears. "My baby and Lauren have been through a lot this past year. I don't want to put any unnecessary stress on them. Isabeau just had brain surgery for Christ sake!" She mutters into her hands.

We pull up to our apartment complex and we walk silently inside, pretending to not notice the police cruiser watching our movements. "Get dressed while I make a few more calls, please. And you," he nods to me and I follow him in the kitchen.

Aife seems to get the hint and does as she's told. "I need you to make a list of all the people Jack knew in town. I don't like unnecessary bullshit so keep your list short. I don't like that one of my witnesses are telling people her true identity let alone being accused of murder." He grinds his teeth and I can see how frustrated he's getting. "Get ahold of your detective friend and see if she's busy, as well. We need to contain this as soon as possible."

"Are we in danger? Does Jack death have something to do with why they were in witness protection in the first place?!" I hiss trying not to freak out.

He glares at me. "That's what I'm trying to figure out." With that, Theodore Tannous is back on his cell phone and exiting my home, leaving me standing there about to piss my pants.

AN: Short but I actually have a direction to go with this now! Writers block owned my ass unfortunately. But I'm back! Hope there are a few still interested in this one!

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