Storm ran out of Michaels her jaw dripping blood. Michael called for her but he lost her down the street. "Lightening, Lightening where are you!?" She wiped her blood off her mouth and examined her hand. I can't believe this, it's getting worse. Suddenly she looked up as a red dirty truck halted alongside of her. The door slammed loud as Trevor ran up to her.

"Storm what happen!? Who did this to you?" Trevor's face turned angry and red "I'll kill them! Which way did they go!?" Trevor looked around and spotted a guy walking by "It was him wasn't it!" With one punch and loud scream Trevor knocked the guy out. "THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR HITTING A LADY!"

"Trevor no, please. It was Lightening… can we go somewhere to talk?" Trevor looked at Storm's upset eyes and escorted her to the car.

As Trevor stepped over the guy he knocked out he looked down "Oops sorry buddy." Trevor didn't have a house in the city only his business, so that's where he took her. "This is where you live?"

"Well… haha… when I'm in the city I do, I own the club so…"

"Oh…" Storm understood as they walked in. All the strippers greeted Trevor and Storm walked along next to him. When they got in his office they sat on the couch together. Trevor got a damp cloth and started to wipe the blood off her mouth. She winced.

"Ah, I'm sorry," He tried to be even gentler when handling the wound. "So how did this happen?"

"My freak'n sister, she came to me this morning asking to find a dealer for her, but I refused. Back when we traveled together we were both speed heads," Trevor perked up in curiosity "We did anything for a fix. Finally a couple months ago I realized that it wasn't worth it. I tried to get off of it with her but she couldn't bring herself to get over it. She was getting crazy and aggravating me so I left her. I don't know what to do. She is getting worse, set off more quickly." She squeezed her eyes shut again at the pain.

Trevor kept it a secret that he was a meth dealer. "Well it sure sounds like a problem. The stuff is hard to come off of I'm sure, but I wouldn't know."

Storm looked at Trevor "Oh stop it, Michael told me you're a dealer. That's why I was so scared and angry when she came to me," She took Trevor's face in her hands "You can get off of it. Michael told me you've been struggling to stop. I can help you." She stroked his cheek with her thumb.

Trevor looked into her eyes "You could make me stop cold turkey, if that's what you wish."

Storm was replaying what Michael had said to her earlier. Tears streamed from her face at how horribly wrong the statement was "Trevor you are such a good guy." She touched her lip as it hurt when the salty tears hit it.

Trevor's eyebrows furrowed at her tears "Oh no don't cry" he moved in closer to her "it will make your lip hurt." She opened her eyes and looked at him. They shared a deeper moment and Trevor moved in kissing her bottom lip by the wound gently. She closed her eyes as she let her mouth hang open a bit. He did it again and again softer then the last kiss. Storm felt the gentle moist skin from his lips and it tickled her wound. It felt so much better. She touched his face pulling him up on the couch with her. Storms hand landed on the back of his neck as she massaged it. He was so kind, so sweet, and so gentle. Why couldn't her brother see that?

"You're going to give me that much money to kill some sleaze bag meth dealer?" Lightening's face lit up.

"Yes as long as you're willing to do it" Dave noted her dirty and straggled appearance "which doesn't look like it will be a problem."

"No it won't" Lightening was dreaming about the all the money and speed she could have answering absent mindedly.

"Let's review… you get close to Trevor, ask to see his lab. Cause an explosion and let the bastard die in his own shitty, illegal business. Make it look like meth lab accident. Frankly I think we are hitting two birds with one stone with this one." Norton was pleased with his plan.

"Yeah, yeah I got it."

"Good, now get out of my sight."

Sasha and Lightening exited the house together and got in her car. "Now you have to be quiet about this, make sure no one knows. Otherwise the deal is off for you and me."

Lightening nodded and Sasha drove her back to Michael's house. She stopped a couple blocks down so Michael wouldn't see her. When she got out and made her way into the house she saw Michael on the steps waiting for her. He jumped up and went to her. "Where the hell have you been? And what is going on? Meth…seriously, Lightening?"

"Can we talk later; I want to go apologize to Storm."

"Fine she is upstairs… we are going to talk about this though."

She nodded and she pushed passed him and up to the guest room. Before she entered she heard Storm giggling. She listened a little longer and realized she was on the phone with Trevor. She barged in. Storm jumped and smashed the phone down. "Oh, Lightening it's just you. Are you okay?"

"Am I okay…? I punch you in the jaw and all you can say is 'are you okay'?"

"I understand what you're going through, so I'm not going to take it out on you."

She didn't look at her sister "So what that Trevor on the phone?" Storm hesitated "Don't worry I won't tell Michael."

"Yeah…"

"You really like him don't you?"

"I really do. He found me looking for you today. He took care of me. Lightening, he is so sweet. I need Michael to see that because…" she paused "I really think I see a future with him."

"Really…?" Lightening thought for a moment about her deal with the devil, but the itch in her arm made it disappear "Well, tell me some more about him. I want to know everything." A small evil smirk appeared across her face, as she thought again about the master plan.