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Lester Pov

These few days had been beyond crazy. One moment everything is normal but then we get the call from Stephanie. I cannot believe that the bastard hit her and scared her so badly. I can still see her eyes, filled with fear as he ran from the devils house. Then my eyes fell on the little bundle in her eyes. He looked like Ranger so much that I felt like I was back in Abuelas house looking at my cousin the first time. It was too spooky.

I felt glad those days when Stephanie was with us, relaxing slightly and getting back my humor. Then the nightmare happened. I did realize why it was necessary for Steph to go to Morelli, but that didn't mean that I liked it. She was too scared, too little, I said to the others but I knew that the decision was right. I knew we couldn't find this bastard any other way.

During the time I followed her through New Jersey I could feel that something wasn't right. I couldn't put my finger on what it was, not until I saw the smoke coming out of the windows in Morelli's house. I was out of my car quicker that anyone else on the scene and I sprinted through the door and into the house ignoring the other's protests. I was greeted by a horrifying scene, Morelli lying on his back with a bullet hole through his head and blood everywhere. But the thing that worried me was that I couldn't see Stephanie anywhere and Connie's purse was on the kitchen table.

I had become closer with Connie these last weeks and for the first time in my life I knew that this was it. Not a silly game, I play, no she was special. She made my heart beat and was the reason I breathed, if you excuse my cliché. I just knew that she was the one for me, that I no longer had to search, trying to conceal the real me with the stupid jokes and remarks. For the first time in a long time I was truly happy. I did my job better, I found myself smiling all the time. It hurt like a million daggers that I found her bag in a burning, empty house with a dead cop in the hallway.

I sprinted out of the house with the bag and found my way through the crowd of people to Tank who was looking grim talking on the phone. No second guessing who was at the other end. My cousin, or at this moment it was my boss. I knew Ranger would be freaking out back in Trenton. I jogged the short distance and held up the bag to Tank and mouthed "Connie" to him. The expression didn't change but I knew he would know what to do. Now all we had to do was to wait, easier said than done. For the first time I understood what Ranger was going through every time Steph was missing. I sighed and leaned against the tree that shadowed the path up to the house. Man, this was going to be a long night.

After what felt like six hours I saw Tank heading my way. The fire fighters had been here and put out the fire but there was very little of the house left. The fire had spread to the attic and that was a bitch to put out. Tank looked tired but like he had the situation under control at the same time. I glanced at my watch. An hour since we had arrived.

"What's up man?" I asked Tank and walked over to him. He shook his head and glanced at the woods.

"Ranger's all over the place. It'll take him a while to make his way here but he suggested, no more like ordered us to start to look through the woods. See if we can find anything that might lead us to Stephanie and Connie."

I looked at the woods and felt like I was in my element. I was the best tracker in Rangeman and I knew that I could do this. I noticed things that most people didn't see and I also often had a vague idea of where to look.

I nodded at Tank and motioned that he should follow me. I fell into the zone, or that's what Steph usually called it. I smiled while I walked towards the house and thought about this dilemma. Her purse was in the kitchen but that could be a coincidence but judging how Morelli was placed in the hall I figured that the girls were probably in the living room. There was a door leading to a small patio in the living room so I would think that they fled through that door. I walked around the house while Tank was silently following me, trying hard not to distract me.

I placed my back against the door and looked at the woods surrounding us. They would have been afraid; they would have wanted to get away from the house as soon as possible. Steph wasn't stupid so she would have run to the nearest trees and not risking being seen from the house. I looked and closed my eyes. I felt like she would have gone right, and started to walk towards the trees.

Walking a few steps into the forest I knew that we were heading in the right direction. I dropped to my knees and found a small piece of fabric torn away from a piece of clothing hanging on a small branch of a bush. I picked it up and gave it to Tank and marched forward into the woods, taking only small turns. They would want to get far, far away and would take the shortest way out. A fallen tree stood in our way; I stopped and looked at it. It wasn't too high, but it was long and I suspected that they had jumped over it rather than to walk all the way around it. I kneeled on the tree and looked at the ground on the other side. The leaves were scattered and I smiled. We were on the right track, someone, probably Steph, had fallen here. I hope that she was alright though.

I could hear Tank talking in his phone, probably telling Ranger where we were at. I listened only with one ear, looking at the ground trying to figure out where too next.

"Hey, Lester. Hold up for a while, Ranger should be here soon and then we can continue." Tank said and placed a hand on my shoulder. I nodded and stood up. Going straight forward didn't seem like the right decision anymore. I wondered where they would have gone as we waited for boss man. I walked a bit back and without warning ran across the fallen tree and fell where Steph had fallen. I quickly got to my feet and ran without thought. I heard Tank yelling at me from the distance and stopped. I looked back to Tank and the quickly at the ground again. There wasn't anything anywhere, not a single clue. I was puzzled, usually this worked. I slowly walked back to Tank but froze about half way there. Something was peeking from under the bush. I kneeled and pulled out a single shoe. Same size and model I knew Connie had. I took a shaky breath as I walked back to Tank and Ranger who had just gotten there.

"Report" he barked out and I told the story. Nothing much to tell really and he nodded at me. I gave the shoe to Tank and walked back to where I had left off. I fell back to my zone and walked with the two men trailing me. I walked a while and then stopped at a clearing.

"What is it?" Ranger asked me but I shook my head. I was trying to hear anything. I felt like I was close to them but couldn't see them.

"Connie?" I whispered and held my hand up so no one would say anything. "Connie?" I said louder.

"Lester?" I heard a faint whisper from the right. I walked towards there and saw Connie emerge from a cave. "Oh my God, thank god you are here!" she said and rushed to hug me. I hugged her back and kissed the top of her head.

"How are you?" I asked and held her at arm's length. She looked awful, dirty and tired. But she smiled up at me.

"Better now that you are here. Poor Steph is still in the cave. She's totally freaked out, injured and well… not quite like herself anymore. "

I Saw Ranger move towards the cave but Connie stopped him.

"No! Let me go and wake her up, Ranger. Just trust me this is for the better."

I watched her walk into the cave and soon I saw her come out again with Steph trailing behind. She seemed scared out of her brains and looked at all of us like she didn't know any of us. And it truly was like that, she didn't recognize us at all. I watched Ranger try but going nowhere to get her out of that little cave. I took a step forward.

"Beautiful? Don't worry, we're here to help you guys and get you into hospital." I said as calmly as I could but she backed away from me.

"I don't need you! Now go away and leave us alone!"

Now I don't want to lie, that did hurt me. I thought that she would have remembered me, we were very close. I stared at the cave while the other's discussed that they should drug her to get her back to the Trenton office. I was still lost in my mind when they got her out of the cave but snapped back to focus. She needed our help so we were going to help her. Ranger carried her out of the forest while I walked with Connie, trying to carry her but she refused.

After I got Connie safely to the hospital and had said my good byes I returned to the Rangeman building and was immediately place to guard beautiful's door, preventing anybody to get inside or out. I sat down on the stool and fell quickly into my thoughts that were circling around the day's events. I let my senses run wild as I closed my eyes. I was beyond tired, I was exhausted. My relaxing was interrupted by the door opening and Stephanie peaking out.

"Hey…" Was the only thing I said before the door was slammed in my face. I blinked twice, trying to focus again.

"Beautiful? Please open the door?" I said and knocked on the door. I was really trying to figure why she was acting like this. I was truly scared about what she might do to someone, or herself. I opened the locks and peaked inside. I froze when I saw her standing in the kitchen with the large knife in her small hands. She looked truly mental right then.

"Beautiful…"

"Don't call me that, I don't know you! Go away and leave me alone." She said to me and started to wave the knife franticly. I didn't take my eyes of the knife and she seemed to notice that. She walked closer and now I was really scared. I've seen this look on her face before and then it was on suicide bomber's during the time's I had served my country. She wasn't going to back down.

"Stephanie honey, you won't want to do this." I pleaded and lifted my hands high. This wasn't the time to be heroic. She would stab me if I made one wrong move.

"I won't do anything if you get the hell out of here!" She screamed and I saw my chance of escaping as I hurried out of the room. My heart was beating too fast and I was truly worried about Stephanie. She didn't seem to be very stable.

I took calming breaths and sat down on the chair, pulling out my phone hitting the speed dial for Ranger. This was out of my hands. I explained the situation for him and heard him sigh.

"I cannot do anything about this right now. I suggest you to stay out of her room and watch out for her. She's hit her head and isn't herself. Maybe after a few hours make sure that she's okay, but let her fall asleep first. But Lester, be careful."

I sighed and leaned back on my chair. This long night, was going to get longer.

After three hours I stood up and shook my legs trying to get blood flowing in them again. Taking a deep breath I entered the now dark apartment. I made my way around the furniture as silently as I could and stepped into the bedroom. She was asleep on the bed and I sighed quietly. I leaned in to move the gun she had under her pillow as her eyes opened and I was staring into her empty eyes. I could feel the blood drain from my face and as quickly as the lightning she had grabbed her knife and plunged into my right arm. I yelped and backed away from her with the knife still sticking out of my hand.

"I told you to get the hell out of here!" she screamed and reached for her gun. I ran out of the bedroom while bullets hit the walls behind me. "I hate you so much!" she screamed out from behind me as I heard her reload the gun. I swallowed deeply as I stumbled over the couch. Man, this wasn't going to end well.

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