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A/N: Another chapter. They finally discuss what's happening. Please review. Thanks. Love, Lawabidingchild.

Danger is coming.
I fear its grave
For I hear the sounds
Of war slaves.

Does the turmoil begin
Or end?
Will it be over in a minute
Or mean an untimely end?

"So," began Jack, trying to initiate conversation from the foursome as they sat together, "what's going on?"

"We suspect that Russian Mob is after me," began Abbie. "Connie," she added, looking straight at Connie, who was sitting on the arm of the chair Mike was situated in. "Don't you have something to say as well?"

"I, uh, suspect that Marcus Woll is at it again," she said hesitantly. Mike and Jack looked at both women, stunned.

"Why the mob?" asked Jack.

"And why Woll?" asked Mike.

"The mob because of the case from eleven years ago," said Abbie with a grimace. "And Woll just because he's out for Connie's blood again."

"The only way we can stop him is if we fight him," said Connie, looking from Mike to Jack to Abbie. Abbie followed her response with a nod of confirmation but Jack and Mike look bewildered. Their heads weren't wrapped around the whole thing quite yet.

"So you two need to put your lives on the line in order to stop these guys," said Jack, shaking his head from side to side. "Absolutely not!" He pulled Abbie closer to him and wrapped his arms around her protectively. He watched Mike do the same with Connie, who was now in his lap.

"But Jack, the only way we can stop is to fight back," said Connie. "The only way we'll get justice is if we fight this battle."

"I'll not have either of you endangering yourselves," said Jack. "You're lawyers, not detectives. You don't put your necks out there for a living. If you want to fight this, call Lupo and Bernard. Don't kill yourselves going after these guys."

"But Jack-," began Abbie.

"I said no," pressed Jack, a look of worry flooding his eyes.

Abbie looked back at Jack, realizing what he was thinking. He already lost two ADAs, one in a murder by someone he was trying to prosecute, and the other in a car accident. The one in a car accident, Claire Kincaid, was someone that he loved. He didn't want to lose another woman to a murderous gang of men. "Oh, Jack," she whispered, kissing him tenderly on the cheek and nestling her head in the crook of his neck. His grip tightened on her and she purred sweetly. Connie and Mike stared on with looks of confusion, but let it go the minute Mike kissed her tenderly on the cheek as well.

"If you two want to go after these guys, proceed with caution," ordered Mike. "And I mean extreme caution. I don't want to wake up the next day and realize that I'm attending both of your funerals. These are dangerous men. I hope the two of you spitfires realize that."

Connie threw her arms around Mike and gripped him as tightly as she could. "The day you attend my funeral is the day I die in my bed, surrounded by our children and grandchildren. I will proceed with as much caution as I can. Until then, there is no telling what will happen. I promise that I won't get myself killed."

"You can't make a promise like that, Connie," Mike reminded her. "You can't make those kinds of promises. That's like saying 'I will die of natural causes, not cancer' or making a promise that you will win a trial for someone. You can't predict the outcomes of life. But if you want to make this sacrifice, then it's up to you."

Connie pulled back slightly, noticing that Abbie and Jack were in the same position as before. Abbie flicked her eyes over to Connie's. Both of them looked worried and frightened at the same time. "If we don't fight back, Woll may get the better of us."

"We have to take this risk," said Abbie. "We have to do it. We don't know how many more people they'll hurt, much less kill." Connie nodded in agreement with Abbie. "Jack," she began, peering deep into his eyes. "I love you more than life itself, but I don't want to spend the rest of my life in fear that someone is going to die at my expense, and worrying that I may be their next target. The only way we can stop this is if we fight. I know you don't like it, but it's the only way."

Connie looked back at Mike, ready to give the same speech, but he silenced her with a kiss. "Just be careful," he finally agreed.

"Both of you," added Jack.

Abbie and Connie kissed their beloveds one more time and exited the office. Abbie and Connie exchanged worried looks of their own. "Let's not to anything completely stupid."

"Like handle a gun?" asked Abbie.

"Yes, Abbie," said Connie. "Like handle an illegally concealed weapon."

Abbie stared ahead as they continued toward her office. "I just don't want to lose him." Connie knew she was talking about Jack.

"I don't want to lose him either." Abbie looked at her, knowing she was talking about Mike.