I was worried I wasn't going to be able to upload this chapter today. We were having severe internet issues on BOTH our computers. D:

I'm still having issues on my computer but thanks to my husband's computer savvy and the magic of a jump drive, I am able to bring you this chapter on time from the other computer.

This story would probably be finished by Sunday for me to post it… IF I wasn't doing my whole adventures in babysitting thing this weekend while one of my friends goes to Ink and Iron for a few days. So instead of writing (I REALLY need to get my laptop fixed) I'll be drawing about fifty little doodles of her daughters as Disney Princesses because that's what I do when I'm there with them. And lord knows those children never sleep, so it'll be 1 a.m. and I'll still be hammering out sketch after sketch so that they can color them badly and tape them to their bedroom walls.

Somebody save me! (Naw, it ain't that bad. Plus, they have a killer pool. FUN)

So anyhow, yes. You'll have to wait for the next chapter, which will probably be the last. But I promise I'll upload it as soon as it is finished and won't make you wait till the weekend.

Uh, I think that's all I have to say. Except, well, this chapter is short. Was gonna be two separate chapters but I crammed them into one. This Author's Note is almost as long as the chapter. And, uh, that's all.

ENJOY!

Luxord sighed and sat Larxene's diary aside. He'd read it. He'd read all of it in the time it took her to bathe. Everything made so much more sense to him now. Her actions, her emotions. Everything. He sat staring down at it quietly as he heard her make her way down the hall. He stood quickly from the vanity and stepped over to the door to open it for her. But when he pulled the door open, it wasn't Larxene that he saw walking down the hallway. "What are you doing here so early?"

"Boss says we gotta move." Axel cocked an eyebrow at Luxord's naked appearance and snickered. "You think you can get some clothes on an help us a bit?"

"Move?" Luxord furrowed his brow and looked around Larxene's room for something to cover up with, but he realized he hadn't worn anything to her room the previous night. Only jumped out of bed naked and stormed his way there. He blinked back at Axel in confusion. "Wh-what do you mean we have to move?"

"Dunno. Boss says he'd feel safer if we moved the product to a more secure location. 'Course, it being broad daylight and all I'm thinking' we're gonna have to wait a bit. So that's why we're packin' up everythin' else." Axel motioned to Luxord's room. "So go get some clothes on and help us already."

"R-right." Luxord watched as Axel walked off before rushing to his room. He quickly pulled on a pair of slacks and then made his way to the bath. He stepped inside as Larxene climbed out of the tub and looked to her in a panic. "We're moving."

"What?" Larxene looked at Luxord curiously and reached for her robe to wrap around herself. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that I think Marluxia is on to that Laurent man. I think he knows exactly what is going on and he's decided that we're moving the product. But the way it sounds, we're moving the whole operation because Axel said their packing up everything else too." Luxord bit his lip nervously. "Are you sure this plan is a good idea anymore?"

"Damn it." Larxene furrowed her brow in thought. "I hate it, but I think we'll have to involve Demyx for a little while. Once we're far enough away we can abandon him, but I'm not good at making plans. Are you?"

"No." Luxord sighed. "Can't we just do what they want and forget the whole plan?"

"We can't! Don't you see? It doesn't matter where we move to. That informant is always going to be there and they're going to keep telling the feds where we are. And now that we know the feds are involved, we'll get in trouble for not helping." Larxene crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. "We either get killed by the gangsters or we go to prison, and probably still get killed by them. I don't want that. If we could just get that safe and a car, everything would be simpler. We don't even need to know the combination. We'll bust it open, we'll do whatever it takes."

"Alright, fine. But I don't want to involve Demyx. I'll think of something to do, but he won't be part of it." Luxord pulled Larxene into an embrace and pressed his lips to her forehead. "Just be packed and ready to leave tonight."

Elsewhere…

Demyx grinned widely as Saïx approached him. "Took you long enough."

Saïx rolled his eyes. "As though you've never kept me waiting before. What's this about? Still need more time?"

"No." Demyx shook his head. "No, today is the perfect day. As we speak, they're all up at the mansion preparing to move to a different location. Of course, trying to move the alcohol during the day would be foolish. That means this evening would be the best time. They'll be tired, because Lord knows Marluxia's too cheap to hire more goons than necessary to get the job done. They'll be moving all day, but chances are they won't even unlock the speakeasy until after sunset."

"Sunset…" Saïx nodded to himself. "Perfect. It'll give me plenty of time to gather a group of a agents and have them ready to storm in. You just need to make sure you're out of the way."

"Don't worry." Demyx smiled to himself. "I'll be long out of harm's way by then…"