Chapter 10

I could feel the car stopped and parked. I woke up and the bright light of the sunlight was in my eyes. I looked at the back of my itouch to see if my eyes were bloodshot red. All I saw were my eyes weren't brown hazel nut; they turned to purple cat eyes. My eyes went wide and I dropped my itouch to the car floor board. I looked over at Leon and he wasn't breathing. I started breathing hard and fast. I felt my head hurt more than ever and I started groan in pain and I felt my whole body in pain. The car started to levitate and I didn't know if it was someone else, but it was me. It was levitating because of me. Then I saw a black coated figure in front of the car that was levitating. I closed my eyes and the car fell to the ground against the sensitive metal. I got out of the car and stood there in the distance. It just stood there and I don't know whether to attack or run like hell. The black coated figure started to move towards me and I took out my firearm.

"Should I shoot him or not? What the fuck am I saying!" All of a sudden, my arm was grabbed by the coated figure and grabbed my neck. I was short on breath, I couldn't move and I was losing my grip on my firearm. The black figure's grip was getting tighter and I was losing my breath and losing my sight. However, instead of finishing the job, he let me go. I fell to the ground hard, coughing to catch my breath and breathing hard. Feels like my chest is about to explode. I looked up at the figure and said in short breath, "What the fuck do you want?" he didn't say anything, he kneeled down in front of me and removed his hood and I saw a familiar face. He smiled at me like nothing ever happened.

"Hi, miss me?
"Alex?'

I gasped for air and woke up from my hellish nightmare. I startled myself and Leon while he was driving. Okay, maybe I'm not in the car anymore. I sat up on the bed, saw a desk, couch, a dresser that has a T.V. on it, along mirror with a gold rim on it, a little desk next to the bed, a lamp on it, the phone was next to the lamp along with an alarm clock and a window that has a view of a city or a small town or something. I felt my head dizzy and my eye sight was going blurry.

"Anya! Anya, are you okay?" I blinked off my blurry eye sight and it went back to normal. "Anya! Answer me! Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just another hellish nightmare." I put my hand on the side of my head, brushing my hair out of my face. Leon gave me a puzzled look. He knows something is wrong. He can read me. Damnit.

"You look pale. Is everything okay?"

"I'm fine. It was just a nightmare. That's all." I wanted to tell him about the nightmare and how Alex appeared in my presence. This wasn't the time now; we had other things to worry about. Leon was confused and didn't know what to do. He put his hand on my head and turned it towards his face. I saw his handsome face, no emotions, but I know he's hiding it; he doesn't want me to see it. Both our foreheads leaned against each other. I didn't look in his eyes and he didn't either. Instead, I was looking down at his abs. Man, this guy works out a lot in his spare time. He has some muscles in his arms too. God, this guy has A LOT of spare time! He wasn't wearing a shirt, still had his pants on and shoes. His fingerless gloves were off too. It looks like he was going to take a shower.

"Like what you see?" I looked at him and I should slap him for saying that, but dad said be a teenager once in awhile so, why not now.

"Impressive, but not by much." I got out of the covers and walked towards the bathroom, leaving Leon behind kneeling next to the bed.

"Humph, I got stood up by a teenager." He chuckled and smirked at my comment. "Well played", he said to himself. He got up and walked up to the window and watched the city light in the dark sky.

I put on my sweatpants and a black tank top. Brushing my wet hair and seeing get the tangles out of reminds me of all the trouble I got while I was still in school. Seeing how everything changed so quickly in my life. The nightmare is still lingers in my skull and how Alex showed up. I looked in the mirror and my eyes were brown hazel nut color. I put my finger under my eye and stretched it out to see if anything was out of the ordinary. I sighed and put the towels on the rack, open the door and shut the light off. Leon looked over, but I didn't look at him. Still a little pissed for the comment he said to me. Grabbing my itouch and sat on the bed and turned on my music. "Old School Hollywood" by System of a Down always calms me down a lot when I get pissed off. Leon walked over and sat next to me on the other side of the bed.

"I'm sorry for saying that to you. I was just fooling around. With all of this going on with the investigation, you almost getting killed, dropping out of school and the things going on between you and me….I don't know, maybe it's all bad timing I guess." Silence came upon the room expect for my music. It was still playing. I pulled in my legs and rested my chin on my knee. Avoiding his eyes is a lot harder than I thought. "I was just trying to get the tension off. I'm really sorry." He started to get up, but I put my hand gently on his arm and he looked at me with either excitement or I'm finally going to talk about my past or about my nightmare. It didn't look like him, but I was going to tell him sorry for just standing him up.

"I'm sorry for making that comment to you. I didn't mean too, just have a lot on my mind and a lot is going on and I didn't mean to snap at you."

"No, it wasn't your fault; I was trying to make the mood less tension. I wasn't trying to piss you off."

"I know, but I shouldn't have said that. I mean you're hot and I'm not. I don't get it." He looked with the "really" look. "But why me?" Leon gazed into my brown hazel nut eyes for a moment. Just looking into his dark, forest, green eyes make my soul dance with excitement and safety. He leaned in slowly towards me and our lips met. The feel of his lips were softer than usual, he moved more towards top of me and I slide down on my back so it doesn't feel like I'm going to knee him in the stomach. Leon was now on top of me, hand still on my neck and cheek, I put my arms around his neck, his other hand stroking my thigh and he was kissing and biting my neck. I moaned in pleasure from his biting. My hands moved down to his side as I moaned to the kissing on my lips. As he moved down to my neck, I felt my eyes change to the purple cat eyes and a deep, depth sound. I felt my breathing was getting short and I saw stuff around start to levitate around us. I had to stop, but Leon biting my neck and squeezing my thigh was pleasure and it felt so good. The tension was all gone, then I felt the bed starting to levitate. I opened my eyes and said, "Stop." Leon heard me with short breath. He looked at me and saw me and gave a confused face.

"You okay? Am I hurting you?"

"I think we need to stop for the night. I'm a little tired and a little hungry." Leon looked at the clock; it was only 8:00 pm.

"Do you want to go to a fast food place or something?"

"Yeah, that'd be good."

"Okay, go get dressed."

"I'll be ready in five minutes." I got out from being under Leon, grabbing black jeans, a short sleeve dark maroon color shirt and went into the bathroom and changed. Leon got up and threw on a black short sleeve shirt on. His cellphone started to ring and he was expecting a call from Claire. He answered it.

"Hey, did you find anything?"

"Why do you think it took so long for me to call?"

"I'm gonna guess you found a lot about the murders."

"Well, I had to call because another death was reported in by a local woman in Portsmouth just moments ago. The woman said her son was brutally butchered in his own room."

"Sounds like our killer."

"There's more. Apparently her son had just gotten out of the hospital not long ago. He suffered from a gunshot wound."

"Why would the killer go after a boy who had nothing to do with the investigation?"

"I'll look more into this report and see what I can find."

"Okay, keep me posted on what you find."

"You sound all calm, did something happen between you and Anya?" Leon sat on the bed, put his elbow on his knee and rested his head like he had some sort of pain. He sighed.

"Well…."

"Holy shit! You made a move on her didn't you!" He sighed out loud, shaking his head for Claire found out the 'fling' between him and me.

"I need to tell you something."

Music was blasting in the bathroom as I was getting ready to go out. I already had on my black jeans and my short sleeve dark maroon shirt which didn't take long. My wound was getting better and it stopped bleeding, but I had to put a bandage on it just in case if it does bleed again. I looked in the mirror and my eyes. They were back to normal, thank god. I put on my belt that held my two firearms and a thigh belt for my shirguns. I really don't know what to expect, but it's harmless to be prepared.

I opened the bathroom door and looked over at the window. The lights of the city brighten the night sky and saw the moon shine its rays down on the earth. I'd love moon's rays shining down, gives me peace and clears my mind. Leon looked at me and saw how I was in a peaceful state of mind.

"Hey." I turned around and gave a shy smile.

"Hey."

"You ready?"

"Yeah, I'm ready." I walked over to the door until a hand was laid on my shoulder.

"You're not going out with those firearms." I cocked my head with confusion.

"Why? I'm not going to kill anyone, plus, it comforts me."

"It's illegal!"

"I like to keep them on me. It keeps me safe."

"But having them on you is illegal. You could get arrested."

"Ugh, fine. I'll put them away." I de-attach my gun hollister of my belt. "Happy?"

"C'mon. Let's get you something to each before you pass out." He said that with a sarcastic voice. I walked toward the door that was opened by Leon.

"By the way, where are we?"

"Oh, were in New Jersey."

"Great." All the places we could've gone to we had to stay in New Jersey. This should be a fun night, I hope.

Scrolling through all the papers Claire had printed out to do some research. Highlighting the important names, numbers of years and how much the death rates of students had gone up or down in the last two years. She had an energy drink next to her, so she can be awake and report to Leon on what she found. However, ever her mind is on the work, but in the back of her mind was thinking about the intimate relationship he's having with Anya.

"What the hell is he thinking! He could get fired for having that relationship!" she mumbled to herself. If you work at headquarters, you can't have a relationship with any of the subjects from a mission or during that mission. That's the rules and Leon is breaking it and Claire was keeping it a secret. She stopped shuffling through the papers and decided she needs to sleep. Everyone will be asking her why her eyes are bloodshot red. It would be a day that she won't let down. She got all the papers together, tap them on the desk, and put them in a file titled "The Myers Massacre/Crimson Rose Elite Squad" on the tab. She took the file and went to her room at headquarters. They built the rooms for the agents because they weren't allowed to have outside homes. They would be targeted. Claire felt save behind the wall outside, if she didn't she would've been killed.

Distracted by her thoughts, she bumped into her old time best friend. She dropped the file and papers flew around the hall.

"Great." Claire kneeled down to gather all the papers that flew out of the file. Grabbing the papers quickly, she felt her friend's hand helping her out.

"Looks like another long day at work." Ivan gave her a smirk as he hands Claire the papers.

"Well. How else is Leon supposed to get the information he needs for his mission he's on?"

"Uh, there's a thing called a computer or the library. They still exist." He chuckled at his own comment and so did Claire. She needed to laugh; she's been working on this investigation and the mission that Leon is on.

"Well, he has the subject with him and currently in New Jersey. They have at least five days maybe even four days to get to headquarters with the subject."

"Yeah, I wanted to talk to you about the subject. I read her profile and there's some stuff we didn't know about."

"Oh, what is it?" He opened up the file of Anya and flipped through the papers that are stapled to the file.

"You said her father said she joined the elite squad in her freshman year of high school right?"

"Right, Gerard said she joined because she wanted to learn how to protect herself is he ever got attacked or kidnapped."

"Yeah, that's the first part."

"What's the second part then?" she cocked her head with confusion as she walks with Ivan.

"The second part is, she was involved with a murder case without the squad knowing about it."

"Wait, that wasn't in the report or in her profile before."

"That's because the profile we have of her now wasn't the full profile. We had the full profile of Anya shipped to us before we got this assignment."

"How did we manage to do that?"

"We had Anika get the profile after the squad was murdered. Boss knew that we would be working on this case; why not bring it up a year ago? Why now?"

"Because we were watching her." Claire raised her eyebrow with a look you rarely see with her best friend Ivan.

"How did we watch her? We didn't know about her in the first place."

"Her dad called us to watch over her when she was at school and wherever she goes."

"So her dad called us because…."

"Because her dad didn't want to get killed and knowing who could've murder Anya." Claire was more confused than ever and it was getting late, but it looks like she's not going to get any sleep tonight. She would be studying Anya.

"Can I see the profile? Leon is going to need this information and so do I."

"Yeah sure! I mean you are a part of this investigation, so you have to have it. Here you go!" he handed the file to Claire and both Claire and Ivan walk towards their own rooms. Claire's room was the first door on the right.

"Thanks for walking me and for the file."

"No problem and I'm just across from you so, if you need anything, don't be afraid to ask."

"Who said I was afraid? I always ask you for something." She chuckled at her own joke and Ivan did too.

"Goodnight Claire," he smiled at her.

"Goodnight Ivan." She smiled back at him too. She opened her door and glanced back at Ivan. He was already in his room. Claire looked down and then shut her door. She sighed out loud knowing she would never sleep anymore because of all the work she's been doing since this all started. "I should get a raise for being part of this."