Chapter 11
John and Roman crept onto the grounds at midnight. They hid in the tall grass, and peered at the house through a pair of binoculars that they both shared. A movement in the bushes behind them caused them to freeze and John signaled to Roman that they had company. As the intruder drew closer, John swung around and grabbed its arm, flinging the black clad figure to the ground in front of him. A feminine gasp followed by his wife's very vocal "OW" caused John to grimace, although not in regret. "Doc, what the hell are you doing here? I thought I told you to wait back at the hotel with Kate!"
"Well I thought you two could use some back-up." Marlena said determinedly, brushing herself off.
John raised an eyebrow at her. "Damn it Doc, it's too dangerous for you to be here!"
"Oh, but it's not too dangerous for you?" She huffed stubbornly
"Shhh!" Roman hissed. "We've got company!" All three of them crouched back down.
"We'll talk about this later." John whispered to Marlena, who let out a little snort.
A dark figure walked out onto the back porch and sat down on the steps. It was a female, a teenager by the looks of her.
"Who do you think she is?" Marlena whispered. But Roman's answer was cut short as another figure joined the girl on the steps. The three of them gasped as they watched Anthony Dimera sit down on the stoop next to the girl and put his arm around her. "Looks like you were right doc!" Roman said. "The bastard's alive and he's right here!"
"So what are we waiting for?" John asked drawing his gun. But Roman said, "Not yet. He might be armed and we don't want that girl, whoever she is, to be used as a shield."
