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Disclaimer: Nope Steph's world is not owned by me but by Janet.

Title: Where Does It Hurt

Chapter Three: Past Friends

Bailey seemed quiet as Diesel had said.

Yet there was something about her that seemed strange and intriguing at the same time.

We had finished our coffee and now sat in silence.

I hadn't a clue what to do now…I mean I had to help Bailey hide from Diesel but I also had promised to Diesel that I would find Bailey.

I sighed and looked at Bailey.

"I have to go to work, so we should probably get going."

She smiled and nodded as she stood.

When we got outside we approached my car. Now I have really bad luck with cars….and when I mean bad luck I mean really bad luck. In the past my cars have either been damaged by the skips I go after, damaged by the enemies I have made, blown up a number of times and sometimes a combination of all three.

So it must have been a surprise to Bailey when she saw the beat up, yellow Jeep Cherokee that was to be my car.

I got it at half price and it was all I could afford at the present time.

The passengers side had been keyed by the previous owner and dented, not only that but one of the back windows was broken and being held together by cardboard and duck tape.

Bailey reacted as I expected. Her eyes widening slightly at the passengers side of the car.

"This is your car?"

I grimaced.

"Great isn't it?" I asked unlocking my side.

I got in and unlocked the passengers side but Bailey didn't get in. She was just standing on the other side of the car looking at the damage.

I reached over and manually rolled down the passengers window.

"Are you gonna get in?"

She looked up at me.

"I could fix it."

I stared back at her not exactly under standing why she wanted to fix my car at this very second especially since I had to get to work.

"Uh…Bailey wouldn't that take a while?"

Bailey smiled.

"No only a few minutes."

Ok that doesn't make any sense at all. There is no way she could fix all the damage on my car with in minutes. I unbuckled and got out of the car going around to her side.

She smirked at me and walked to the back where the damage started.

Her fingers brushed the tip of the back window and she began walking making her way to the front.

At first nothing happened but as I looked under her finger tips my Damaged broken car was slowly turning to a bright shiny new Yellow Jeep Cherokee.

I gawked as her fingers brushed the hood and the other side of the car.

She circled the car and came around the back to me leaving in their place a new, shiny, yellow, Jeep Cherokee.

"There now your not driving crap."

I was speechless, I had no clue Bailey could fix material items as well as actually human body parts. I though she was a life saver but turns out she was both a life saver and a savoir of material objects too.

"You can fix material items as well?" I asked turning to look at her.

Bailey nodded

"Well…I am kinda not suppose to but your car was horrible."

I became slightly tense, I didn't want her to get in anymore trouble then she was already in for just fixing my car.

"Are you going to get in trouble?"

She shrugged and said "Probably…but you were driving shit."

I nodded and went around the other side to get in my car, she hoped in the passengers side and we were off to the bonds office.

Vincent Plum Bail Bonds office was in Trenton. My cousin Vinnie is an ass and particularly sleaze in my view. I am a bounty hunter I work for Vinnie of course but I am not a very good bounty hunter see. I am not like Dog the Bounty hunter with the leather and muscle and what not. Me I am more the type to run when I see real trouble, I am afraid of my gun, and I am one of the clumsiest people you will ever meet.

As for my partner…well I take on a lot of strange partners. One of the usual is Lula a ex ho, who happens to be a very big black women. Lula is…..in one word unique, she likes to eat and also likes to squeeze her large bosom into tiny colorful spandex outfits. She works at the bonds office as a file clerk.

Another one of my partners is Ranger. Ranger is….very sexy, he is of Cuban-American descent, he has mocha colored skin and dark brown hair and dark eyes, not to mention a extremely gorgeous body, he is two months older then me and a head taller. Ranger is my mentor and he knows how to do his job, he was a bounty hunter way before me so he happen to just start mentoring me. Not only is Ranger a sexy bounty hunter but he also owns a security company called Rangeman. But Rangers name really isn't Ranger its Carlos Manoso, he gained the street name Ranger. As for me I like to call him batman because one he looks kinda like bat man, and two he has all the cool gadgets like batman. There for Ranger equals Batman.

Other partners include Sally Sweet a drag queen who is a singer, Tank Rangers wing man, and my grandmother Mazur and occasionally Ranger will send some other of his Merry men to look after me.

I turned on the radio to a local station and Bailey and I listened to the weather and traffic report.

I looked over at Bailey who looked as though she were thinking hard about something.

"You ok?" I asked

She smiled and looked back at me.

"Uh…yeah just thinking about Diesel." I nodded and looked back at the road.

Did they have a deeper past then either had said? Or was it just me? Did the two seem to maybe have dated previously? A million questions popped into my head at once and I had to shake the thoughts off to concentrate on the road.

"So…are you and Diesel close?" I asked turning down the radio.

Bailey bit her bottom lip.

"Well….you could say that…"

I nodded again as I snuck a quick glance at her.

She was still biting her lip and looked as though she regretted saying they were close.

I pulled up to the curb right out side the office and both Bailey and I hoped out of the car and walked in.

Lula was sitting on the couch filing her acrylic nails, she was wearing bright neon blue leggings with a tiny neon pink skirt and a tiny neon blue and pink tank top that read precious over her bust.

In front of Vinnies office sat Connie Rosolli, Connie was Vinnies defense against the pissed off Bookies, hookers, pimps, bondees, and various bill collectors that came in for Vinnies head. Connie was a few years older then me, a few pounds heavier, and a few inches shorter then me, but had a few cup sizes on me, and hair inches way higher then mine. Connie was pretty in a central Jersey, Kick ass, third generation Italian kind of way.

"Where the hell have you been?" Lula asked looking up at us.

"And who the hell is she?"

I glared at Lula.

"Cant you be nice and not ask who the hell is she…but maybe Who is she Stephanie?"

Lula looked up at me and arched one eye brow.

"Well excuse me Miss. Prissy for not being polite enough for you. Here let me try again. Good morning Stephanie who the hell is your friend and where the hell did you pull her out of? Oh did you have a nice fucken night? Is that better for you?" She asked sarcastically.

I opened my mouth but Connie beat me to it.

"Shut it Lula. Now we got some new skips in this morning and who is your friend?"

Connie asked handing me a small pile of folders. Skips are the people I go after, the whole reason why I am often getting my car blown to bits, and ending up a mess, or stalked.

Lula rolled her eyes at Connie and went back to filing her nails.

I took the pile and stuck them in my purse.

"This is Bailey…and she is my friend visiting from Florida."

Bailey smiled at both of them.

"Its very nice to meet you Connie and Lula. Stephanie has told me so much about both of you."

I nodded and realized that while Bailey had known Lula because Connie had said her name, she didn't know Connie's name well at least I thought she didn't.

"Uh-hmm. I am sure good old Stephanie has….and your from Florida? Hell aren't you suppose to be tan?"

Bailey smiled again.

"My skin never tans nor does it burn…I have always just been this pale."

Lula shrugged.

"If I lived in Florida I would be at the beach all day tanning and lookin at all those fine male body's."

Connie sighed and added "I agree. What part of Florida?"

"Key West."

Both Lula and Connie sighed again.

"So anyway me and Bailey got to get going…we are going to stop for lunch and then we got to go see my parents."

Lula looked up.

"Lunch? Did I hear you say the words lunch? Where you girls goin for lunch?"

I shrugged.

"Not sure yet…why you wanna come?"

"Are you payin?" She asked putting down her file.

Bailey then steeped in.

"No I am."

Lula smiled. "I'm in, just let me get my purse."

I looked over at Connie.

"You want anything?"

Connie shook her head.

"Nope I'm good?"

Lula came from the back with a fur neon blue sweater over her shirt and a neon pink fur purse.

"Ready!" Lula said heading toward the door.

Bailey and I followed her out to the curb where my new car sat.

"Holy hell! Where the fuck did you get this new car…" Lula said dumb struck.

I smiled and walked around to get into the drivers seat.

"Hey Prissy pants! You heard me, where did you get the new car?"

I shrugged.

"It's a long story."

Lula looked indignant.

"And your not gunna tall me where you got this new nice car?"

Bailey and I were already in the car and were waiting for Lula to get in, but Lula just continued to stare at me indignantly.

"Are you going with us or not?" I asked staring at her .

She shook her head and put her left hand on her hip.

"I'm not gunna get in this new car until you tell me where this new car came from."

I sighed and put my forehead on the steering wheel, cursing a bit as I tried to figure out what to tell Lula.

"Ok if you get in the car I will tell you." I said looking up at her hopefully.

She arched an eye brow.

"If we stop a Sombrero Tacos for lunch then I'll get in the car."

I looked at Bailey and she nodded.

"Alright…Sombrero Tacos it is."

Lula smiled and got in.

"Good because I have been craving a cheesy, double beef, extra rice burrito for two days now."

I started the car and we were off. Lula was in the back still ranting about her cravings and Bailey was as silent as a lamb.

We pulled into Sombrero Tacos and I parked by the back.

Lula was out first heading toward the door.

"Hurry up you two! I need my burrito and I need it now." Lula said tapping her foot on the ground impatiently.

I locked the car and Bailey and I walked up behind Lula. It was packed inside seeing as how it was lunch break everyone in Trenton must have been craving a taco just as Lula had.

Though there was one thing that neither I or Bailey was craving and that was to see Diesel standing right in front of us as we got in line for tacos.

A/N: Well cliff hanger!! WOOT!! So I finally updated =) YAY! Now its summa and I will hopefully have time to write and update soon. R&R please Much love to those who do!! Thanx for reading and R&R!