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The Jags windows facing the chapel were open.

Before they'd made her get out of the car, Spencer had seen a woman come and talk to Arthur and then leave. When Lorenzo moved up to sit beside her father though, Tony cut the tape off her wrists and told her to get out of the Jaguar.

The gorilla kept a hand on her arm and now stood next to her, jabbing the gun into her back.

She was shaking inside, and she had no clue what was going on. Whatever it was though, she knew she was being used to get something from Arthur.

And all the while, Mass just continued all along. The priest was standing at the lectern giving a sermon in English and Papiamento.

"Do you really have to jab that thing into me?" she complained, knowing that she had to somehow ruin whatever Porcupine butt was engineering here.

Arthur turned around at that moment and looked at her. Lorenzo continued to speak to him.

She gave her father a slight wave

"Don't be nervous, Spencer," Ash said from behind her. "You know what that does to you."

"You shut up." Tony said from the front seat.

"Breathe deep Spencer. Don't let them get to you," Ash continued.

The blonde got what she was saying Asthma attack. Spencer drew a deep breath and then another.

"Don't be scared. Just keep breathing."

"What's going on?" Spencer heard Tony ask.

She forced herself to cough a couple of times Then she started taking deep painful breaths in short succession.

"Cool it." The gun dug harder into her back.

"I cant. . .I can't breathe," she managed to say.

"The stress gets to her," Ash sad urgently. "She has asthma. She needs her inhaler or else she's going to pass out."

"Bring her back inside the car," Tony ordered.

It was too late. Spencer staggered forward a step, acting woozy, coughing a little bit more.

"Help me," she gasped as loud as she could "I can't breathe."

She half turned to see the gorilla scrambling to hide the gun in his belt. Tony was trying to get his door opened. She stumbled toward the wall, obviously struggling for air.

The back two rows of people had turned around and were looking at her. She heard the car doors open and decided the moment had come.

She went down on her face in a pretend faint.

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Tony and the goon rushed to her. Ash gave one last slash with the shard mirror and felt the tape give.

She yanked her hands free.

They were a bloody mess but she didn't care. She reached over the sea, grabbed the keys out of the ignition and shoved her door open.

Coming around the car, she pegged the keys as hard as she could over the chapel roof.

They flashed in the sunlight as they flew out of sight. She wasn't going to make it easy to get Spencer out of here, even if they did drag her back to the Jag.

It was unbelievable, but the priest was still talking. He wasn't taking any notice of the commotion they were creating.

Tony and the goon were trying to peel Spencer off the road.

"Call for help, this girl is dying," Ash yelled from the top of her lungs, running towards them.

As Tony turned, Ash put her shoulder right into the scumbag's face, slamming him into the gorilla and sending all three of them sprawling into the dirt beyond Spencer.

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Spencer heard Ash yell and then felt a wind when she blasted into the creeps who were pawing at her. The big one let go of her, but the collision knocked her a coupe of feet along the ground.

As the two men and Ash sailed over her, she felt herself roll up against the low wall, her cast cracking hard against the stone.

She wondered of her prayers would be heard, considering the fact that she was lying outside of the wall.

Chaos had broken out inside the chapel wall. Shouts and fighting quickly out an end to the Mass.

She could even hear the priest yelling in Papiamento. Several women were shrieking, a baby was crying, and soon, people were jumping over the stone wall near her, and running off.

She figured with her limited mobility, it was safest all the way around if she just stayed where she was.

She heard cars racing into the parking lot, the sounds of sirens in the distance, and then the horns of cars trying to leave soon drowned out almost everything else.

Within minutes, though, the brawl subsided, and she felt someone rolling her onto her back.

Spencer blinked her eyes at the priest, trying to put the mask of portable oxygen tank over her mouth.

"No, wait! I-" she didn't get the next word out before the mask descended.

As she tried to push the priests had away, another face appeared over her. It was her father.

"Spencer!"

She succeeded in getting the mask off of her and reached up.

"I'm so sorry ," she whispered as he gathered her into his arms. " I didn't know what was going on. I thought you were-"

"Its okay, Spencer," he said, holding her. "Everything is okay."

She looked around wildly. "Where's Ash?"

"She's right there. My men are just checking out the cuts on her hands."

Spencer looked around and saw that Ash, indeed was alright. She was arguing with one of the paramedics about her hands.

Every time the guy tried to take her hand and wipe it with antibacterial, she would yank it back and start yelling in his face that she could do it herself.

Ashley hated being fussed over. She believed in being independent.

The blonde smiled to herself and figured she needed to find a way to thank Ash for helping them escape the goons.

"And Lorenzo?"

"You cant see them from here, but he and his thugs are lying on their faces over there, handcuffed and waiting for the Aruban police to take them away. Kidnapping is a serious crime, especially here in Aruba." Arthur pushed the hair out of her face. "I was worried about you. Are you hurt?"

She pressed her face against his chest. "No, Dad. Not anymore."

-- Next Day--

With everything going on, I cant believe you're missing work for this," Spencer told her father as they sat waiting for the X-ray technician to develop and read her films.

"Hey, there's nowhere else I'd rather be right now."

Spencer felt her throat tighten at his words. She looped an arm through his as they sat in

the hospital waiting room.

"Still, you didn't have to. I have to come back Thursday anyway."

"I'll come back then, too."

"But how are you making out with all of that mess from yesterday?"

"Actually, things are going pretty smoothly," he said.

"Can you tell me about it?"

"No."

"Will you ever tell me what happened?"

"Probably not."

"Will you at least tell me that Lorenzo and his creepo goons have been put away?"

"The Aruban authorities have seen to that. They're not going to see the light of day for a long, long time."

She gave him a narrow stare. "Will you tell me what king of business dealings you have with him?"

Arthur held her hand. "Don't ask, baby. I cant tell you."

It didn't matter if her told her. They crossed a threshold yesterday.

Spencer thought about how far they'd come. She trusted him. She no longer thought he was involved in illegal activities. He didn't wasn't to mess up his life or their relationship.

She knew she meant a lot to her father. She had a feeling that they both knew they were a family again. Ash included.

The Orthopedian soon came back with good news. The X-rays looked excellent. There was no point in waiting till Thursday. The cast could come off today.

Spencer was thrilled.

"Last day of using them," Arthur told her, looking at the crutches as they went down the hall. "You can leave them here."

Spencer laughed as she walked with him to the treatment room. Her father smiled.

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