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Love

-Shesweet

"Cyn---! Cyn--! Cyn-! Cyn? Honey! Are you okay?"

"Sam?"

"What happened?"

"I don't know." She missed her sister. She would make sense of this. She was going to leave another message. She felt her pockets. "Oh my god! I lost my cell phone. I'm going to go to the car and look for it."

"Cyn-wait!" Sam grabbed her arm as she stood. She snatched away.

"No! I've got to find it!"

"Wait!" She took off outside. She searched frantically outside. She got to the car and looked all around. As she climbed out she smacked her head. When she got over it she slammed the door and turned. When she did, an old time-y car almost hit her. 'What the fuck?' The car stopped and the drivers door opened. Out climbed Dean, clad in a immaculate suit. His hair was combed. Wow! He was hot.

"Nicole. I didn't see you there."

"Geoffrey. What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to eat. Like everyone else."

"You can't be here."

"Why not?"

"Because your cousin is right in there."

"Then I must say hello."

She smacked him in the center of his chest. "Leave. Please for me?"

"For you? What's in it for me?"

She inhaled and her breath caught. Then she sighed. "I'll make it worth your while."

He arched an eyebrow. "Really? Tell me how."

"I can't." She flushed.

"Come on, Nikki."

"You'll have to show up tomorrow and find out."

"Oh, I love it when you seduce and allure me. You bet your sweet ass I'll be there."

"Good. Now leave!" Geoff got in his car and sped away.

The next day, Nicole was in the dressing room she shared with Daisy and Rose. They were getting ready for their performance as she talked to Rose. She told her of all of her problems.

Daisy just sat there, quietly listening, brushing her blonde locks, as she always did. Then she just stopped.

"What's up, Dase?"

"Do you want me to be completely honest?"

"Yeah."

"Sure."

"I think you problems aren't so much problems as delays and something you can move past. You have a sexy boyfriend and a loyal client and talent outside of this-awful place. You seem to have easier problems then me."

"Like what?" She asked, honestly curious.

"Like, eleven people who need my paycheck to survive, a sick mother, a distant father, six siblings, a three year old, and a 6-month old all living in one house, along with me. Wondering if the two steady paychecks are enough to feed everyone. Worrying if my daddy is treating my baby the same as me. Wishing that I had finished high school so I could at least get a typing job. Hoping that the next phone call won't be about my mom. Wishing better for Pierre, for me. Hoping that one day, Daddy will be tilling and will strike oil or find gold. Or that I will be discovered for a singer or dancer. That my children's father would help me out. And wishing I wasn't just stuck here forever."

Nicole felt bad. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"No one except Pierre, my family, and Marisol did."

There was a tap at the door at that time, not the, somewhat special, dancers knock, but a more masculine one.

"Password." Louisa said grabbing the pistol from under the vanity. Though there was security, the dancers needed protection they knew was there. So every dressing room had at least one pistol.

"Uh, can I get a hint?" The voice asked. True, there was no password but it gave them the chance to recognize the voice. That voice sounded like Danny's. The slightly deep, baritone, slightly twanged voice was extremely sexy and very scary when it stayed monotone in anger until he yelled.

"Danny?" Louisa asked

"Yea. Can I come in or are there any compromised, lady concealments, or unconcealments exposed?"

"Uh," She looked around. "Noooo." She took off the many locks and bolts on the door and pulled it open. There he stood. Tall, fair, bold green eyes, black hair, long legs. Basically every girl in the Flower Room was in love with him.

Louisa seemed to melt at his feet. "Hey Danny…Come on in."

"Hello ya'll." He looked down. "Hi Louie." He looked enchanted. Danny and Louisa had a bit of a crush on each other yet tried to tell the other that they didn't. They were head over heels for each other but Louisa was a lady and Danny was a gentleman so neither would make the first move.

"What brings you down here?"

"Um…" Danny patted his pockets. "I had a note for Mercedes from Pierre but I seemed to have misplaced it-oh! Here it is!" He handed Mercedes the small slip of torn off paper.

She read it and her eyes grew wide. "Oh my god!!"

"What's wrong!"

"Is it your mom?"

"No." She said breathlessly. "They caught my little sister trying to get a job here."

"Which one?"

"My twin. Meredith. She knows she shouldn't be here!"

"Oh my goodness!"

"She's 'bout to get fifteen types of whoopin'!" She quickly ejected from her chair before Nicole could grab her wrist.

"Wait!" They all wailed. "Isn't she old enough to make her own decisions?"

"She's my age…But daddy doesn't even know I work here and it almost killed mama when she found out." She inhaled deeply. "Can you bring her in, Danny?"

"If ya'll want." Danny left briefly and came back with Pierre and Meredith.

"Nicole, Danny, Louisa, this is Meredith. My other sister." Meredith looked strangely familiar but she felt not to her-then something clicked. 'It's Sally!' Cyn thought. 'Wait! I'm back to being me! I have to find Sam!' Cyn jumped out of her seat and ran off down the hallway. Danny ran after her.

"Nicole! Nicole!" It took her a minuet to remember that was her. He grabbed her arm and spun her around. "What's wrong wih you?"

"Nothing. Just tell me if you've seen Tuck?"

"Tuck? He's, uh, backstage."

"Thanks." She grabbed him by his shoulders and kissed him on the cheek. She contenued to run down the hall. Cyn looked down and realized that she was wearing a pink leotard that had ruffles on the bottom. It had a small black bow in the center of her chest and a garter. "Oh my god!" She realized what day it was…It was the day that Nicole died.

What do you think is going to happen???