CHAPTER 2:

Suddenly, Jen's phone started ringing. "I'm ignoring it." Jen whispered. The phone stopped ringing after thirty seconds. "Now where were we?"

"I believe…" James whispered back. The phone began ringing again. "You'd better not ignore it." James said. Jen sighed stubbornly and reached over to the bedside table.

"You better be half-dead or something Fiona to be calling me at this…"

"Jen…it's an emergency. Cooper and I were at you house…" Fiona panted. "When suddenly….ah….." Jen got out of bed and began rummaging through her stuff to find clothes. "There were gun shots…" Fiona grunted.

"Fiona? Are you hurt?" Jen asked worriedly. James looked at Jen, with a concerned face.

"It's nothing…just…come home…we've got bigger problems."

"What do you mean?"

"Just go befo-" The phone line went dead.

"I'm so sorry…We've got to go. Now." Jen scowled as she pulled her jeans on. James scrambled to get ready to leave.

"We'll make up for this, I promise." James said, packing his bag.

"I was planning on it." Jen said bitterly. She was angry, but she knew deep down something was wrong.

James and Jen waited for the earliest flight possible. Eventually, the arrived in London. Jen's car had been left as is, locked and covered by a tarp in the underground parking garage. They drove in utter silence. Not just because they were tired from the jet lag, but also because they were worried about what had happened to Cooper and Fiona. Jen had been told to go to Cooper's apartment. Jen turned the corner and pulled up to the apartment block of 316R. Jen and James walked over to the door. He rang the door bell. The door was immediately opened by Cooper.

"Come in." He said in a most serious voice. He showed the two of them inside. James had never seen Cooper's apartment before now and he was shocked at how neat everything was. Cooper led them to the little living room where Fiona was sitting. She had a white bandage wrapped around her left upper arm. Jen gave her a curious look as she and James sat down beside each other.

"All right, time for you two to explain why you called me in the middle of our honeymoon?"

"Jen…Cooper and I went back to just check on your place, you know, make sure no one had broken in or anything and so we were just sitting having a drink of water when someone knocked on the door. Cooper went to see who it was and let them know that you were not home. When he approached the door, it opened and three guys in suits entered. They were armed to the teeth. I believe they were out to get you, and didn't know what you looked like. I think they were told the address and that you were female. Nothing else. So I took one in the arm before Cooper beat the hell out of them. I never knew you were so strong for such a scrawny guy." Fiona blushed slightly. Cooper shrugged.

"With a baseball bat, anything is possible." Cooper replied wittily. "I did what I had to. But the point is Mui; someone's still out to get you. And they must be among the same ranks as Marcus Dane was." Cooper sighed, folding his arms across his chest. Jen shuddered at the sound of his name. Fiona recalled back to when she shot him and felt secretly self-righteous.

"So…you called me back here to where hit men know I live? Don't you think I would have been safer down in the Dominican?" Jen snapped.

"Hey, I was the one who got shot here! Instead of you! So I think you should be…"

"I shouldn't be anything. Hell, you didn't have to check on my apartment, it does have an alarm system." Jen stood up off the couch. Fiona glared at her.

"I was shot! Hello? What happened to being best friends eh?" Fiona also stood up. The two men looked at each other. They both did not know whether it would be a wise thing to intervene or not.

"I was on my honeymoon! That's practically a once in a lifetime chance! I would have been fine! And besides, you only got shot in the arm, so what?" Jen yelled. Fiona was taken aback.

"You really are a bitch!" James had to bite down on his tongue to stay silent.

"I know I'm a bitch, that's a fact. You're just…a jealous little tart! Always have been!" Fiona opened her mouth to say something, but she held it back.

"Jennifer?" James reached for her hand.

"Don't touch me." Jen hissed, storming out the door. James sighed as the door slammed shut. He buried his face in his hand.

"James…I…" Fiona stammered, holding on to her arm which started to bleed a little through the bandage.

"It's fine Fiona…" James muttered. He began going after Jen, leaving Cooper and Fiona alone.

"Are you crazy? You shouldn't have….never mind. How's your arm?" Cooper asked, noticing the bright red blood seeping out from under her dressing. Fiona looked at it closely.

"Not great, hurts like hell." Fiona reached over to the first aid kit she had brought with her. She pulled off her old bandage and checked her stitches. They were holding but they weren't great. Cooper walked over to help her. He grabbed more gauze and wiped away the excess blood on her arm. Fiona looked up and their eyes met in a gaze. Fiona was gazing into Cooper's deep blue eyes, much like her own. He was good looking in Fiona's mind. Fiona blinked as she snapped back into reality and the pain of her wound. Cooper looked down awkwardly. He fumbled through the kit, grabbing a tourniquet to help stop the blood flow to the wound while he re-stitched it. Fiona took it from his hand and strapped her upper arm tight. Cooper then proceeded to cut the previous stitches and start anew. Fiona grimaced with every plunge of the needle.

"Almost there Fiona." Cooper said soothingly. Fiona clamped her jaw down in pain. "Done." Cooper pulled away, putting more gauze onto it, taping it down. Fiona looked up at him again.

"Thanks."

"Anytime. It comes in handy to have steady hands and some medical training." Cooper smiled. Fiona stared, unable to peel her eyes off of him.