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This story does contain violence, and touches on dark subject matters. This story is not friendly to Morelli or Helen Plum so for Cupcake fans you have been warned.

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Chapter 23: Stark Street Ranger

RPOV

I left my Babe in the apartment and headed down to the conference room. I wanted to briefly meet with the guys and give them the plan. The plan is a very basic plan. We load up on firepower and we head down to Stark Street and we start ripping the street apart until we get the information that we want.

The plan couldn't be any simpler but I always like going over the plan prior to doing anything. It is all about being prepared and knowing what to expect. That way we would all be on the same page.

Walking into the conference room the other men were already there. Tank, Bobby, Lester, and Hector were sitting around the table with smiles on their faces. They already knew what the plan was going to be and they were going to have a little fun.

"Men really quickly before we head out I just want to make it clear that we are going to obtain information on who delivered that fucking box here today. We are going to find that son of a bitch and we are going to make him talk. I want to know who this fucker is and I when I do it will be us that puts a stop to him. I look at each man individually. This will be taken care of by Rangeman I don't want the fucking cops involved do I make myself clear?"

They all nod. "We are going to make quite the scene on Stark Street. Not that they don't already know who we are and fear us but tonight if they don't answer our questions there will be no mercy. If you sense that trouble is about to happen you take care of the situation before it has a chance to. Don't wait to be shot at if you get even the inkling that they are going to fire on you, you kill that fucker before he has the chance to even make a move."

They all nod. "I want them to fear us so fucking bad that they would never again in a million years deliver a package to Rangeman. Fuck I want them so afraid that they wouldn't even touch a package designated for Rangeman, do I make myself clear?"

Once again they all nodded. "Good. I don't want to have to repeat myself and fucking up isn't an option tonight consider this a mission just as you would if we were in some god forsaken foreign fucking country because it is more important. We are going to find this fucker or we are going to tear Stark Street apart."

I was fucking serious. I had no intention of leaving there without the information I was seeking. I didn't care if I left all of Stark Street in ruins that would make the streets of Bagdad during the height of the war look like Disney world.

"I will have cleaners on standby if needed but I want to put the fear of God in them to the point that should the police decide to respond to that area that they would be too afraid to say who we were, and what happened because I will promise them if they do we will come back and it will be worse the second time around."

Yes, I wanted blood. The beast inside me was roaring and the only way to settle him would be to find this fucker and it didn't matter what I had to do to find him. It didn't matter if I had to go thru someone to find him. I was going to find him and the better cooperation I got the better treatment they would receive from me.

All of the men nodded I stood up and they stood up and we headed out of the room. We went down to garage and walked into the weapons room. This was a room where we housed all of the big weapons. The weapons that you couldn't fire in the firing range we had grenades, rocket launchers, sniper rifles, smoke bombs, c4 bombs, .50 caliber machine guns, flash bangs, you name it we had it. We all loaded up grenades, smoke and c4 bombs, flash bangs, and even the rocket launcher. We were going to hurt the drug dealers, gun runners, and pimps where it hurt their wallets. They would talk fast enough. If not their businesses would suffer when there would be no place for their women, their guns, or to process their drugs. They would be screaming like the fucking pussies they were.

LPOV

I watched as Ranger loaded his belt, and pack and I knew he meant business. I started doing the same packing the things that I thought might be fun to play with on Stark Street.

I was worried about Beautiful I didn't really like the idea that she was going to be waiting for us alone in the Penthouse. I knew she would be safe but the whole core team and Hector would be away from the building. I know it was stupid that there were other men in the building more than capable of protecting her but she had been so upset earlier.

That thought fueled my anger more and I could once again hear the monster within roaring to be let free. I would let him free soon enough. I just needed to hold himin until we got to Stark Street. There he could come out and appease himself even reveal in the destruction we will cause. I just hoped it would be enough to appease him and settle him.

While I was packing my bag I looked at Ranger I could see had some of the same thoughts going thru his head. He was on edge about leaving Stephanie and yet the monster in him was barely below the surface. Looking closely you could see it in his eyes as he was packing his bag. You could see him thinking thru the capture and revenge of this fucker.

Looking at Ranger "Ranger how was she when you left? Was she still upset?" He stopped and looked at me. The other guys paused we were all waiting to hear what Ranger had to say.

"Santos, she was still rattled. She tried to put on a big show that she was fine and was just worried about us and to some extent I think she was but she was still rattled." I knew it.

"Do you think she will be okay by herself until we get back?" I asked him.

"She isn't by herself. She called Cal and asked him if he wanted to watch a movie with her or play some cards. I suspect he is up there already with her. He will take care of her while we are gone." I nodded my head. He would watch over her and let her know that he was there for her. He would protect her with his life.

I felt good that he was with her. He would have been my choice of the men left here to sit with her had she been my girlfriend or wife so I am not surprised he was Ranger's choice. Looking at Tank, Bobby and Hector I could see they also agreed. I could see they were a little more relaxed about leaving especially Hector.

I hadn't really realized how protective he was over Stephanie until recently. I swear I think he would kill even us if we somehow managed to hurt her. Not that anyone in this building would intentionally hurt her it simply would not happen. Everyone in this building loves her and everyone in this building would gladly give their life for her no questions asked.

I finish loading my bag with enough firepower to take down two Stark Streets. Together we have enough firepower that we could do damage to a small country not to mention Start Street. We all start to head out to the SUV. We pile in one. We are going to make a big enough scene we don't need to be too conspicuous out there.

RPOV

I still wasn't sure about leaving Stephanie. She seemed so shook up concerning the letter her stalker had left her. But I needed to find the person who delivered that damn box. It was our biggest lead to her stalker so far and I knew we waited we lose him.

I wanted to find the son of a bitch and make sure he was never able to harm Stephanie. To say that I was pissed well that doesn't even come close to what I am feeling seething, raging , furious even those don't do it justice.

I am glad Stephanie had called Cal and asked him if he would want to watch a movie with her or play cards with her. I knew he would keep her safe not that she needed additional protection in my building but I knew he would help her with what she was going thru over that fucking letter. I knew him being there would reassure her that the letter was just a bunch of bullshit that was meant to scare her. It had unfortunately succeeded she was very shaken up by it.

Cal had agreed I didn't doubt for a second that he wouldn't say yes. He loved spending time with Stephanie. He considered her a sister one he never had and he enjoyed hanging out with her. I suspect part of that was because she was a beautiful woman who didn't judge him because of his flaming skull tattoo but I wasn't jealous.

I never got jealous of my men. I knew she would always be faithful to me, like I would always be to her and I knew that none of the men in my building would ever take liberties with her. I did however know that if I fucked up this relationship with her I would have a long line of men ready to kick my ass and they would all line up to take her from me.

Sometimes I am not sure what is the worst the ass kicking or the knowing they would be right there viding for her attention.

We pull up to the corner or Stark Street looking around only renewed my feelings about getting the information we wanted. I didn't care if I had to tear this whole street apart we wouldn't stop until we got the information.

I looked at Tank and Bobby "you two go to the other end and you work your way back toward us. If you find something you hold that person I want to talk to them. Blow everything in sight until we have the information we want. Watch your back" I tell them.

Stepping out of the SUV I decided to make our presence known to all around. I reached down grabbed one of the grenades pulling the pin I launched it into one of the bangers cars and watched as the car was blown to hell. I knew this was the busier end of Stark Street Tank and Bobby wouldn't have any problem on the other end.

Just as I expected and wanted people came out of the cracks and crevices of the street like cockroaches or rats in the sewer when light hits them.

They knew better than to advance on us or pull their weapons. They knew if they did they would be dead before they had the ability to aim let alone pull the trigger.

Granted we were outnumbered and out gunned but we didn't need to kill them all we just needed to kill them, one, no one wanted to be that one and they knew without a doubt that we would kill them that wasn't a question.

Once I had their attention I yelled so they could all hear me. "Someone delivered a package to Rangeman earlier today. I want to know who delivered it. I want to know where the man is." I gave them a minute for someone to step forward or to speak but no one did.

They were going to make me do this the hard way so it seemed. I looked at Lester and smiled. It was a smile that said let's have some fun and let's light these fucker's world up.

Nodding back he pulls the pin on another grenade and launches it into another one of the vehicles on the street.

I then looked at Hector and he launched a smoke bomb into one of the crack slash whore houses in front of him. Once all of the people ran out coughing and chocking he launched one of the c4 bombs into the window and we all watched as the house blew.

I yelled again "I want the name and location of the man who delivered a package to Rangeman." Waiting again for an answer I watched as they looked at each other questioning whether to say something whether to tell me anything, big mistake.

I look at Hector and he launched a grenade into a meth house soon as it exploded the fumes from the drying process of making the drug ignited and the house went up engulfed in flames.

Obviously these people were willing to lose a lot tonight to keep that information but what they didn't know was I didn't give a fuck I would destroy their whole fucking street and everyone on it if they kept fucking with me.

I looked back at the group that had now huddled together. I didn't repeat myself I just paused looking at them watching them to see if one of them would start talking.

One fucker made the mistake of stepping forward and attempted to raise his weapon I shot him between the eyes before he had even raised his weapon. He was dead before he even realized what hit him. The only thing left for him at this point was his fall to the hard pavement which he wouldn't feel anyway.

The others jumped back further and raised their hands to me in surrender I didn't want them to surrender I wanted information.

I took a step closer and I could smell the fear I wouldn't doubt that half of them had pissed themselves. Scanning the crowd I picked my victim. No it wasn't the weakest it was the strongest. If I broke the strongest then I owned the weakest.

That is the mentality of a gang. Grabbing him I tossed him in the middle of us. I deliberately turned my back on the gang members and crowd that had huddled together. They wouldn't try anything not until they saw what happened with the guy I had selected.

They wanted to live after all so they would watch and see what happened then they would decide if they would want to fight or sit this one out. They were after all about self preservation. They were selfish and greedy they wouldn't consider giving their life for someone else and right now making a move to protect this fucker in front of me would be them giving their life.

I looked at the guy and asked him "What's your name?" he looked at me I could see him sizing me up. Wisely he answered stuttering with fear "T…they call…call me.. ttt…T".

Seriously T I think. "Well T I want information, are you going to help me get the information I want?" I ask him. He was looking at us and I could tell that he didn't want to but I also knew before I was done with him he would be singing like a canary.

Looking at him I sneered "So T what do you do here? What do you push women, guns, drugs or a combination? Which gang are you a member of?"

I already knew I understand the gang tats and the colors worn but I wanted to see how he would answer me. If he lied to me I would make sure he would never make that stupid mistake again. T shaking in his shoes answered "I…d..don't be..belong to…toa g..g..gang. ButI..havvee woomeen. H…how about I h..have one of…ofthem…serv..service you…forfree man?"

Jesus fucking spit it out I felt like slapping it out of him. "Spit it out already damn it I don't have time for your stuttering shit." I tell him. All that trouble talking and the fucker lies to me as for his offer I don't think so.

I like my dick attached and god only knows what one of his women has not to mention there will never be another woman now that I have my Babe.

I look at him and I glare at him and say "wrong answer" I swing hitting him in the ribs breaking at least two of them as my fist makes contact. He screams in pain, what a fucking pussy.

Looking at him again "One more chance, answer the fucking question truthfully this time." I tell him.

He nodded and caved. "I am with the slayers and we push drugs you already blew up one of the houses we use to produce the drugs. The others are up the street further." He pointed. I thought you are giving information to the enemy.

I nodded to Hector and he walked up the street a little ways until he was standing in front of the houses.

I focus my attention back on T in front of me. "Do you know who it was that delivered the package?" I asked him again and he shook his head no. I smiled oh this is too much fun. Some days I loved my job.

I gave Hector the signal and another meth house bit the dust T yelled when it exploded, he was getting pissed and all I could think was bring it on mother fucker because this was going to be fun. The beast was just itching for a fight.

Circling him in my most lethal voice I command him "Answer me" I give him a minute. "I know there is talk on the street unless you want to be out of business I suggest you fucking answer me."

Half begging and half crying now he says "I ssswear I haaaven't heard any..anything. I..I don't kkknow."

I look up at Hector and give him another signal and the drug dealer's third house goes up in flames. I looked at him my voice cold as ice "Well you are no good to me if you don't know anything."

I swing and my fist breaks his nose, blood splattering all over his face and my knuckles. I then give him a quick kick to the ribs and then a kick to the leg effectively breaking more ribs and his leg. Before I deliver the final blow I tell him "you better come up with a damn good excuse for what happened to you tonight. If I hear you mentioned me or Rangeman as the cause you won't have to worry about making up any other excuses." With that I delivered the final block effectively knocking him out. Hey I cut him some slack he had his life the fucker should be thankful.

I turned my attention back to the crowd "Anyone ready to fucking talk?" I asked them while I was searching for my next victim. I could see them all cower back from me. I gave Lester the sign and he effectively blew up three more of their vehicles.

LPOV

Ranger was truly tearing up Stark Street. I knew he was pissed and I knew the beast within him wanted revenge but I honestly thought he would more scare them than actually tear it up. But he wasn't shitting when he said he was going to get information or Stark Street would never be the same.

Some mother fucker better start talking because they have no idea what is about to be unleashed on their sorry asses. I have seen him on missions I know what he is capable of I know what he can do and I know this is a third of his ability. H e is holding back.

I can also see that he is losing control that the beast is coming more and more out of its cage and in a way seeing that was awakening the monster in me more. We are brothers in arms. We fight for each other and we fight together. The monster and beasts that lie within us feed off of each other. They depend on each other and they are there for each other.

Seeing the beast within Ranger coming out calls the monster within me. After all we have each other's back.

Ranger signals me and the monster within me responds. I launch grenades into three more cars blowing them to hell. I set my sites on a shop that chops cars. I hate car choppers. I am a classic car buff I have a nineteen sixty four Mustang GT. a nineteen sixty three Corvette Sting Ray convertible, a nineteen sixty seven Mustang Shelby GT500, and a nineteen sixty Corvette all are fully restored and I know what they would do to those cars if they got their hands on any of them. Most of those cars are valued more than a hundred thousand so they wouldn't think twice chopping them for the parts or selling them on the black market.

I pull the rocket launcher out take aim and blow the chop shop to hell along with whatever cars they were currently "working on" I didn't give a shit.

I walked up to the crowd "Someone asked you mother fuckers a question and I suggest someone answer it." I searched the crowd starring at each one until they coward in fear. No one wanted to come forward with anything. I just reach into the crowd and grab some stupid mother fucker by the hair and pull him forward.

I wasn't fucking with these people I wasn't going to waste time. I was going to find out what we wanted to know before I was done. I threw the guy down on the pavement on his knees. Still holding his hair in my hands I pulled his head back until he was looking at me. I could see the fear in his eyes.

Looking at him "you have one minute to tell me what the fuck I want to know if you don't tell me then I cut something off do I make myself clear?" I ask him. Sweat breaks out across his forehead but he nods.

Holding his hands up in a surrender suggestion which doesn't mean shit to me so long as the fucker starts telling me what I want to know. He doesn't start talking soon enough and I grab my knife and run it across his eye brow effectively shaving off his eye brow. He is lucky it wasn't his fucking ear in foreign countries I didn't fuck with eyebrows I went for ears, then fingers, you get the picture. This fucker had on those ugly ass fucking guy sandals that no man alive should ever wear maybe I would start with his toes if it came it to actually removing body parts.

While I was waiting Ranger and the guys were effectively blowing up everything around us. Cars, buildings, houses, it didn't fucking matter they were going up faster than fireworks on the fourth of July.

Just guessing I would say that more than half of the people standing around had pissed themselves and I bet a few had even shit themselves.

I looked down at the guy this time I was up sneering at him "your time is up." I tell him as he tries to violently shake his head against my hand and beg me to stop. I quickly shaved the other eyebrow off letting the knife slip a little I gave him a nice little gash on the side of his head…it wasn't deep and it wasn't big but it would effectively bleed all face wounds bleed bad so I knew it would be enough blood for him to think I shaved his skin off this time. Like a pussy he screamed.

While I was holding him a gang banger came running out of a dark alley screaming with his gun drawn as if he was going to fire on us. Before the scream left his body he was dead and falling to the pavement.

I put the blade to his forehead as if I was going to scalp him but he started talking so I paused.

"I don't know who…all I know is that someone got busted…by a cop…earlier today for dealing drugs…but then was back on the streets within a couple of hours. I know he had enough drugs on him when he was busted to pull hard time. I don't know anything more than that. I don't know who, and I don't know the cop. Okay?"

I froze when I heard cop. I looked at Ranger and I could see rage behind his eyes even more than originally. I knew hearing that only made my desire for more information grow and I am sure it was the case for him. It also made me want to get closer to Stephanie because if it was Joe behind this then we had a problem. I am sure Ranger was fighting the same feelings. I have known him long enough to know he would want to get to her quickly as well. The whole core team was down on Stark Street while Stephanie was at Rangeman.

The knowledge of this and what we had heard was all it took for the beast in Ranger and the Monster in me to come to play. The people of Stark Street had no idea what was about to hit them.

I delivered a quick blow effectively knocking the man out. I noticed Ranger standing facing the crowd with both guns drawn one in each hand. I knew what he was going to do and I was going to join in. The more the merrier as they say. In this case the more, the more intimidating and intimidation is what we wanted. I looked at the crowd as I pulled out both of my guns with a gun in each hand I pointed them at the crowd in front of me.

Ready to fire if someone didn't start fucking talking.

HectorPOV

I had walked down the street blowing up meth houses, crack houses, business that fronted for gun runners. I keep my eyes on the Core team making sure no one was able to sneak up on them. I saw the gang banger coming out the alley before his scream ended I had effectively put a knife thru his jugular.

I had found a gang banger hiding out waiting for an opportunity for a surprise attack but the surprise was on him when I slit his throat before he even knew I was there. Stupid fucker needed to be more aware of his surroundings.

As I made my way down the street I came across a guy that fit the picture from the video. He had the baseball cap on, he had the same jacket, and he had aviator glasses hanging on his t-shirt. I briefly thought what a stupid fucker.

I walked around behind him and grabbed him by the back of his neck. He tried to fight but when my blade met his neck he decided to give in and walked with me back towards the crowd and the core team.

I felt a pulse run thru me and I knew danger was close. I grabbed my knife and without letting go of the fucker I was guiding I quickly spun and sent another gang banger to hell. They should have known better. They know me down here and they know that I bring death with me but there is always one dumb ass in the bunch that thinks they can get one over on me.

They should know that while I am not a member of their gangs I am the big fucking fish down here not even the heads of the gangs fuck with me because they know they won't be head for long. Oh well I guess in some ways you have to respect them for even having the balls to try.

As I make my way back to the core team I see Lester with a guy on his knees. As I step closer I hear what the guy is saying and I hear him say something about a cop. A pulse ran thru me at his words and I had to remind myself they didn't know I knew English.

I would be checking one cop out thoroughly when I returned. I had placed trackers on his car but I hadn't pulled up any information but I would now. I would see if I could coordinate anything with him. If it was him he would pay for scaring her the way he had. He would pay for doing this to her.

I threw the guy in front of Ranger with is guns drawn aimed at the crowd. Ranger raised his eyebrow at me.

RPOV

Who the fuck was this? I stood there with my gun still drawn on the crowd and now this fucker that Hector had shoved in front of me. I gave Hector a questioning look.

He looked at me and told me in Spanish that this was the dude that delivered the package. I turned my attention to the guy.

Looking at him I asked him "Did you deliver a package to Rangeman today?" I could see him take a big gulp and I had my answer. I clicked my phone signaling Tank that we had what we came for. It wasn't but a couple of minutes later that Tank and Bobby pulled up. Throwing the guy in the back of the SUV we got in and sped away.

I never looked back at Stark Street but I knew it would never be the same. The cops should be fucking thanking us because we effectively put a damper on the drug, gun running and prostitution in Trenton. The prostitution would be the only one that would continue the gun running and drug industry was severely crippled after our little trip.

I had what I had come for and we would take him back to Rangeman and put him in a holding cell where we would get the information we wanted from him. I would let him just chill for the night as I was anxious to get back to my Babe. After hearing a cop may be involved I had been itching to get back to her.

I didn't want the prisoner to hear about the cop so I didn't want to tell Tank and Bobby what we discovered until he was out of ear shot. I wanted to know if he would lie to me. I wanted to know if he would try and cover up anything. I wanted to know exactly his involvement before I would allow him to hear anything that would give him an edge over us.

It wasn't long before we were pulling back into Rangeman. We quickly grabbed the prisoner and took him to the basement where the holding cells are. We threw him in one and shut and locked the door. I didn't have to worry about posting guards there was no way he could get out. The door didn't even have a handle on the inside it opened by fob and he sure as fuck didn't have one of those. Other than that it wasn't opening.

He could bang all he wanted and be as loud as he wanted the room was completely sound proof and you couldn't see in the room unless you knew the code for the camera or knew the code that would clear the glass which was a two way mirror. Without those you couldn't see in or out from the room. He was in there in the dark where he would stay until we were ready to interrogate him.

I looked at the guys walking back to the elevator, it's the only way to access the basement floors and yes you need a fob or you wouldn't know they were there. Plans of the building didn't include a basement so without the fob for the basement access you would never know it exists.

I looked at Bobby and Tank saying "we found out that a cop may be involved. The guy we are holding was busted this morning for dealing drugs. According to the guy Santos interrogated he had enough to go away for a while but was free this afternoon. And he delivered a package to Rangeman." I saw them pause for a second. Yep they had the same feeling I had.

I told Hector the same thing in Spanish and I could see he was thinking the same thing. If it was Joe he would be dead, cop or no cop. If it was him and he thought because he was a fucking cop he could come into Rangeman and take her out of this building and we wouldn't stop him then he had another fucking thing coming.

TPOV

When we pulled up on Stark Street Ranger looked at me and Bobby and told us to go to the other end and start working our way back towards them. I wasn't sure if that was the best plan or not. I knew he had no intentions of leaving Stark Street without the information he was seeking but leaving him and Santos together may not be the best of plans.

If they lost control we wouldn't even be able to bring in cleaners for that fucking mess. There would be no one left on Stark Street and then someone would have to account for that shit. However, I knew better than to question him especially tonight. So I got behind the wheel and Bobby and I drove to the other end of Stark.

Looking at Bobby "You know this probably isn't the best idea for us to be that far away from Ranger and Santos" He nodded I could see he was in full agreement. "Here is the plan" I told him.

"We are going to go to the end and just start blowing shit up. We will see what information we can get but we will just keep blowing shit up working our way back as quickly as we can. I have no doubt that Ranger and Santos won't extract the needed information we need to focus on getting back there before they get out of control and wipe out the whole fucking street."

He nodded. Soon as I stopped the vehicle we both started launching grenades at the cars blowing them up while the people started crowding the streets in fear of what is going on.

Looking at the crowd that has gathered I asked them "Anyone know who delivered a package to Rangeman today?" No one spoke up or stepped forward. So be it I thought and Bobby and I proceeded to destroy whatever property we could. I didn't bother asking again.

We were steadily destroying whatever was before us when my phone chirped it was Ranger telling us to pick them up that they had what we came for. Signaling Bobby we jumped in the SUV and sped down the road to pick up the rest of the guys.

When we got there Ranger had a guy on the ground on his knees in both hands were his hand guns pointed at the crowd in front of him, Santos had both of his pointed at the crowd as well. Holy fuck they had come so close to completely wiping out everyone. They would have been like sitting ducks with those two firing at them.

Whoever the dude was knelling in front of Ranger the rest of the people on the street should be kissing his ass because he had affectively saved their lives. I noticed a few dead bodies and a couple that were just knocked out. Our cleaners would take care of them without any problems. I tapped my phone to alert them to be in route to our location.

Ranger loaded the guy in the back of SUV and everyone jumped in as we sped off heading to Haywood. Ranger, Santos, and Hector were quiet so I didn't say anything. I figured they would tell me when they were ready but I could sense an edge to all of them.

When we pulled into the garage we immediately went to the basement and locked the prisoner in the holding cell. Once the door was closed and he was unable to hear us Ranger filled Bobby and I in while we walked back to the elevator.

Looking at us Ranger said. "We found out that a cop may be involved. The guy we are holding was busted this morning for dealing drugs. According to the guy he had enough to go away for a while but was free this afternoon. And he delivered a package to Rangeman."

Holy fuck if Morelli is behind this he will fucking pay for this. What will that do to my little girl? I mean she was already upset that he could say those things to her and do what he had done when he had at one point said he loved her. To think that he may be responsible for the scenes in her apartment and the box she received that would devastate her. I even thought that would be a little farfetched for Morelli. But if we discovered it was him god help him because he wouldn't have to worry about breathing another day. We would rid the world of one seriously fucked up dude and a cop at that.

There is no way we can tell Stephanie this it would devastate her. We needed to be sure we needed to make sure it was in fact a cop and that it was Morelli beyond a shadow of a doubt before we said anything to her. If we fucked up and told her it was him and it turned out not to be him she would never forgive us.

The last note had her shaken to her core we had to be certain who this person was before we told Stephanie anything before we eluded to anyone. Know I understood why the men were so edgy in the car. They were just as upset as I was. One the rage at the thought it could and probably was him, and then the fear for what it would do to Stephanie to discover it was him. The knowledge of those two different but equally disturbing thoughts elicited feelings in me that for the first time I wasn't sure which was more powerful or what I needed to do more find Morelli and wipe him from the face of the earth or hold and protect Stephanie from the news of this to support her and help her thru what was going to be a devastating blow.

Stephanie had a heart of gold. She always saw the good in people she didn't tend to see the bad. That is why we loved her. She never saw the evil in people but we all knew that people are evil and sometimes it happens to be people we have loved and trusted that turn out to be most evil of all. We have all been let down by a brother in arms, a commanding officer, even a handler that thought the money they received was worth the tipoff that we were coming, was worth selling us out. Of course they soon regretted their decision and they were all burning in hell now paying for it but we were trained. We were trained to understand and deal with those emotions Stephanie wasn't.

My little girl is vulnerable because of her trusting ways and if this was Morelli he had violated her in ways that would be devastating. That could impact her emotional health not mention her physical well being. The more I thought about it the madder I became. I just wanted to pound the shit out of someone or something.

The more I thought about the scenes on her bed, the pictures in the box today the letters, the words that Morelli had said to her. The things he had done that we knew about from her past and while we knew her it seemed to fit into him possibly being her stalker.

Fuck she can't ever catch a break. I am still not going to say anything until we have more proof but I will be keeping a better eye on Morelli to see what the fuck he is up to.

RPOV

After I heard that a cop may be involved I wanted nothing more than to get back to Haywood. I needed to be here I wanted my core team here and Hector here. I knew the other men would guard her but if Morelli was involved and he came in with an arrest warrant they may allow him to take her from the building without knowing all of the facts.

That wasn't going to happen. He wasn't going to come in and arrest her and remove her from this building or anywhere else. I guess if he is her stalker we are lucky he didn't arrest her the day he pulled her over. The thought of him having the ability to take her sent a wave of rage and a shot of terror down my spine.

We didn't say anything further when we got on the elevator each of us were in our own world of thoughts over what we had potentially discovered tonight. I think part of all of us didn't want to believe that Morelli was capable of something so heinous but deep down inside I knew it fit. I knew it made sense for him to be her stalker. I just prayed that there was some other answer because telling her this would be pure torture on us. It would destroy her.

Not that she loved him or hell at this point even liked him really. I knew she was partially afraid of him after what he pulled with her when he pulled her over. But she always believed he loved her and in her mind when someone loved you they didn't treat you that way. She was already having a tough time coming to grips with what he had already done. How the fuck was she going to take this news?

I made the decision not to say anything. I wouldn't say anything to her until we knew for sure until we had some evidence linking him as her stalker. I feared that evidence was sitting down the holding cell of Rangeman as I made my way to my Babe.

I wouldn't be able to get her in my arms fast enough, but I knew I had to play it cool or she would pick up on something being wrong and then I would be forced to tell her more than I planned. I wasn't sure what I was going to tell her at this point I guess I would figure it out before I reached our apartment.

I got to the door and decided before I just walked in that I would let Cal know I was here. I clicked my cell phone to send a chirp to his phone to alert him. I didn't want to walk thru my door only to be greeted by some lead.

I knew with the way my Babe was when I left her that if she continued to be that unglued while Cal was here with her then he would become very protective of her. I suspected anyone walk in this apartment unannounced would be a dead man and personally I wouldn't want it any other way.

Just as I suspected when I opened the door Cal was standing there in the entry way of the living room with his gun in his hand making sure it was me that was coming thru the door and not someone else. Even though the likely hood of that happening would be slim to none I was proud to see his diligence at protecting my Babe.

I motioned for him to follow me to the kitchen. Peeking in I saw my Babe stretched out on the couch fast asleep. I couldn't help but feeling relief seeing her laying there asleep.

We make our way to the kitchen I wanted to let him know what we found out tonight and I wanted to tell him about the guy in the holding cell in the basement. I walked up to the sink and washed the dried blood from my hands and then reached into the refrigerator and got out two waters. Handing him one I opened the other.

Cal spoke first "how did things go tonight?" I nodded my head then I told him good. "We have the man that delivered the package in the holding cell downstairs. I will talk to him tomorrow but we heard some rumors about him being arrested today for dealing, then getting out of jail this afternoon when he had enough drugs on him to put him away for a while. There was some suggestion that a cop may have been behind him getting his get out of jail free card."

I saw Cal shake his head then he said "You don't think…could be that son of a bitch mother fucking cock sucking dick licking good for nothing cop that is her fucking x do you?" I briefly think tell me how you really feel there Cal. I see the rage boiling in his eyes.

I shrug "right now we don't know. There is no proof only a rumor of what someone told Santos. Before I say anything to Stephanie I want proof." He nodded in agreement.

"You know if it is true it is going to devastate her." He said and all I could do was nod in agreement I knew it would and I didn't know how to stop it. Everything in me was screaming it was him and yet I had no proof.

I was about to take another swallow of water when my Babe let out a blood curdling scream that had both of us dropping our waters and running towards her. I reached her first and grabbed her in my arms and held her against my chest.

She was crying and trying to talk at the same time. "ssshhh querida" I told her while I was rocking her in my arms. "It's okay I am here. Nothing is going to happen to you. Sshhh…it's okay Babe I promise you, you are safe here. It was just a dream Babe. You are safe." I tell her over and over until I could feel her start to calm down and take some calming breaths.

She was clinging to me like I was the last safe refuge on the planet. Not that I minded it actually felt great to have her so close but I just wished it wasn't because something had haunted her in her sleep. I had no doubt what it was that was haunting her.

I look at Cal and I can see the pained look in his eyes of wanting to be able to comfort her but not knowing how. I think welcome to the club.

Finally gaining control of her voice to the point that I could understand what she was saying. She said "Ranger I am sorry, I know I am safe here but I can't get the words from that letter out of my head. I dreamt that he just walked into Range and took me and no one was able to stop him. He just took me and he and when I looked at the man he was faceless. So screamed I guess that is what woke me up me screaming. I am sorry."

"Babe, there is nothing to be sorry for. I promise you no one is going to ever come in Rangeman and take you. That would never happen regardless of who this person is regardless if he is faceless or not me nor any of my men would ever allow someone to take you from this building. It would or could never happen. Trust me Babe I mean never." It was the only thing I could think to tell her.

Seeing her like this only further confirmed not to tell her the possibility of her stalker being a cop that would only cause her to worry even further and then like us she would assume it was Morreli. I know firsthand what assumption s like that will cost you. I wasn't going to just say it was Morelli and stop looking we were going to keep looking until we had more proof. I didn't want to make the mistake of assuming it was him and then possibly miss the real stalker. Everything in my body said it was Morelli but I couldn't risk my Babe just because my gut said it was him. I had to be sure.

She nodded her head against my shoulder. "Ranger I know, I really do know. I know you and the guys would all protect me. I know none of you would let someone just take me away from here. I know that I really do and I am not questioning your ability to protect me I trust you all know that. But for some reason I can't get those words out of my head. They are haunting me and while I was sleeping they just took over." She said as tears slid down her cheek, shit.

"sshhh Babe it's okay it's just a bad dream that is all. It was just a dream please don't cry." I tell her.

She is sitting on the couch her legs stretched out in front of her, I am kneeling down in front of couch with her arms around my neck and Cal is standing behind me. She looks up at Cal I pull back enough to see her face smile as she looks at him. Then she asks him something I will never forget. "Cal, will you sing my song for me?" I briefly think her song. Since when did she have a song? And since when did Cal fucking sing? I never knew him to sing.

I looked at him over the shoulder and raised my eyebrow. What the fuck? He nodded grabbed his laptop pushed a few buttons and music filled the air. Then Cal started singing to my Babe. I don't know the name of the song. I have to admit it was a pretty song and in some ways perfectly described the relationship between my Babe and all my men including Cal. We were better because we knew her we had all been changed for good because we knew her. Apparently Cal can also sing and sing well. I had no idea.

I briefly wonder what the guys will think when they find out that Stephanie had Cal singing to her. That is when I knew she had all of us wrapped around her finger. It isn't that I didn't know it already I knew I would do anything for her but I didn't realize that so would my men. They would tell her their secrets and share parts of themselves that they shared with no one else. I realized then that not only did she trust them, but they trusted her with more than just their physical lives they trusted her enough to let down their shields, to let down their defenses, to just be themselves around her and share parts of themselves that they shared with no one else not even their brothers in arms.

I am not sure she fully understood the truly deep meaning of that because she was always so freely giving of herself and open to everyone, but what my men were giving her was a something special because they weren't so freely giving and open not to no one even each other.

Hearing Cal sing and being in my arms she immediately calmed down. When Cal was done she let go of me and stood up on the couch which made her slightly taller than Cal he walked up to her and she gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek which he returned. "Thanks Cal I love that song." She told him.

He nodded at her and gave me a look that said please don't tell the rest of the guys. I shook my head I wouldn't say anything but I had no control over Stephanie not telling them.

She reached in her pocket and then opened her hand to him with a faceless die in it saying "Brother" he did the same with the matching die and said "Sister" they both nodded and hugged again. This time he lifted her off the couch and swung her in the air causing her to squeal in laughter. I couldn't help but smile hearing her laughter fill the room, it was so much better than her crying.

I don't know when it started or when it happened but Stephanie had changed us all. We were no longer just boss and employees. We were no longer just commanding officer and subordinates we had become a family of brothers and one sister. Well in my case she will be my wife but we were a family and it was all because one little curly brown hair white bread girl from the burg. She had pulled us all together and gave us all something in common. Regardless of how different we all were we all now had one thing in common it was to support, to protect, and to love one Stephanie Michele soon to be Manoso.

I looked at Cal as he was gathering up his things "so you sing?" I asked him. He nodded his head. He turned to me "It's a gift from my mother. My mother is a Broadway star. So from an early age she taught me how to sing. It isn't something I normally do unless I am around my mom and she cons me into singing with her but she was so upset tonight and we started talking and it just sort of came out that I sing." I nodded my head in understanding.

"Well you are very good." I told him "Thank you for helping to calm her and being with her while I was out. Keep what I told you to yourself for now I don't want rumors started that will get to her until we have proof." He nodded and headed out of the door and I turned to go back into the living room to find my Babe.

Finding my Babe I wrapped my arms around her and my lips met hers. My body calmed for the first time since I had left her in our apartment earlier.

I broke the kiss "Babe what do you say to a shower before bed?" She nodded and then pulled me back down to her crushing her lips against mine. I lifted her and her legs went around me as I made our way to the bathroom.

SPOV

I didn't know exactly what he had done tonight but I could feel the tightness in his shoulders and chest I could feel him calm when we kissed. I love that I have that affect on him. I also love that I have this affect on him feeling his hard erection sitting at my core as my legs encased him and held me right up against him.

Feeling him hard against me knowing that I was responsible for that made me want to rip his clothes off and take him hard. I wanted control I wanted to be the one in the driver's seat tonight and I briefly wondered if he would let me without taking over. I had demons to chase out of my head and I knew exactly how I was going to chase them away.

When he sat me down on the tile floor I immediately started stripping him out of his clothes. Pulling his shirt off undoing his belt and then his cargos and yes he was going commando. Dropping to my knees in front of him to take off his shoes and socks and pull his cargos completely off.

Looking up at him standing in front of me hard and naked it was a beautiful sight to behold. He was chiseled to perfection he was beautiful. Men like him are what make angels cry, its men like him that inspired Michelangelo's statue of David only David's penis was a little bit of a disappointment I mean if you are going to make a statue of man that is supposed to be representative of a beautiful young man give him a penis that is worthy. Carlos definitely had a penis that was worthy of his looks.

He had the whole package he was a god. Zeus would have been made to cower in his presence if Carlos was alive then. Hell for all I knew Carlos was Zeus reincarnate. I don't know but that man was something to behold, and he was mine. This god of men wanted me and only me how in the fuck was I that worthy I briefly wondered because I was no Hera, Aphrodite, or even Athena for that matter.

I watched him looking at me. Standing there waiting for me to make my move. How did he instantly know what I needed? How did he know that I needed and wanted to be in control tonight? I don't know how he knew it but he did and he was giving it to me. I may not be a Greek goddess but Carlos giving me control and giving me the power made me feel like wonder woman.

As I felt the power he was giving me shoot thru me a shot of bold ran down my spine and I decided to do something that I had never done and never in a million years would have ever felt comfortable doing but I was going to try it with Carlos. Hell I would try anything with him and with the way he was making me feel right now I would have done anything there was no fear only love and only what I could do to him with my body that mattered.

I raised myself until I was standing in front of him. I had on gym shorts, his t-shirt from earlier, a bra and thong it wasn't the dress I would prefer but it was what it was so I went with it. There was no music but I didn't want to interrupt the moment to go turn on the music and pipe it into the bathroom speakers.

I just picked one of my favorite songs that had a good beat Lady Gaga's "Born This Way" besides it made me feel great about myself even if I wasn't a beautiful Greek Goddess I was beautiful the way I was because I was born this way! Getting the beat in my head I turn my back to my own personal sex god. When I rolled my hips making sure my ass stuck out in the process I heard his voice hitch. Oh yeah Batman that is what I needed you are going to like this.

Flipping my hair back so it trails down my body I drop down in a deep knee bend and gently raise up with my ass in the air first and then gently roll my upper body. My hands at my waist gently raising and playing with hem of his shirt showing him a little bit of skin as I rock to the beat in my heat. I abruptly turn around facing him my hands on my stomach I rake them up my body across my lace clad breast they pebbled as my hands touched them. I quickly jerked the shirt off and threw it across the room as I bend down at the waist giving him a good view of my cleavage. Then I rose up and drop down bending my knees but opening my legs open to him. The way Gaga does in her video.

I could see that he was smiling but was also showing a little bit of shock but looking at his erection jumping with my every move I could tell he was enjoying the show. I turned again with my back to him as I looked over my shoulder grabbing the hem of my shorts I shimmed them down and then I bent again at the waist to pull them down my legs. When I slipped my foot out of the leg I let my legs separate wide until I could see him thru my legs. My ass up in the air and I watched as his cock jumped.

I hear him moan and whisper "Babe". Man this working out is working I can move in ways I didn't know I could. Bobby making me do all those stretches after our training and Lester stretching me after the Martial arts sessions is really making me flexible. I rolled my back up until I was watching him over my shoulder. I let my hands play up my sides and stomach. When they reached my bra I spun around facing him. My hands ghosted over my breast cupping them eliciting a moan from me which caused him to inhale deeply and his eyes flutter. Oh he was enjoying this. It made my heart smile on the inside.

I was a little worried that I would look stupid and scare him off. Guess not from looking at his body he was coiled ready to prance and was only holding on because he was giving me the power, giving me control. That was the only reason he was still standing there leaning against the counter.

My hands rubbing over my nipples I grabbed the front clasp and each hand holding one side I closed my eyes and turned my head as I jerked my bra open with my arms extending to the side of me both holding one side of my bra as it stretched across my back and my back arched out sending my breast forward toward Carlos moving from side to side at the waist. My eyes locked back on his as I dropped the bar and continued to dance bending at the knee spreading my knees open moving my hand over the front of my panties and then rocking myself back up I only had on my thong at this point.

My hands ghosted down my stomach until a finger looped in the sides of my under pants. I rocked back and forth playing with them moving them up and down I was so wet so turned on by my own movements and watching Carlos. I was so ready for him to just be slamming his hard cock in me. The more I thought about it the more I wanted it the more I needed it and I needed it now.

I was expecting to turn him on that is what I was hoping when I decided to do this, I didn't realize how much I would turn myself on. Holy hell I was ready to combust and I still had my thongs on. I grabbed them and jerked them down bending at the knees when the thongs were at my feet I spread my knees for him showing him my very hot and extremely wet center and he moaned as I moved my hand over it.

I stood up and stalked closer to him he pushed off of the counter the closer I got. When we were almost touching I put my hand around his neck and I lifted my right leg up and wrapped it around his thigh pushing my hot center into this thigh where I gyrated a little to give me some pleasure from the friction of his skin touching mine.

We both moaned and I felt his cock jump against my skin in anticipation. I looked at him I had wanted the power when this started but now I just wanted him to fuck me. I want him to fuck me hard, fuck me stupid, and fuck me blind. I didn't want to remember my name or be able to see when he was done fucking me.

He wasn't going to make the first move the control was still mine. Looking at him I said the only thing I could think the only thing I was thinking about in that big brain of mine. "Carlos fuck me hard, fuck me until I don't know my own name, fuck me until I can't even see, fuck me until I don't know I am in this world. Just fuck me already."

He growled and lifted me in his arms sitting me first on the counter he started to pound his way in and out of me and I cried out when the pleasure of his assault on my body left me breathless. His control was gone, my control was gone and we were like rabid animals filled with need to feel each other to fill each other to quench each other's souls until we could no longer move, until we could no longer speak, until we could no longer think, until we couldn't have told you our names and we damn sure couldn't have seen anything, until we could no longer hold on to consciousness.

When my eyes fluttered open Carlos was laying on top of me with all his weight he was still inside of me and my legs were still wrapped around his waist holding on for dear life. When I moved he startled awake. "Oh Shit Babe, did I hurt you?" he questioned me. I took inventory to make sure because at the moment I wasn't sure what the fuck had happened. I shook my head no I looked at his shoulder and saw bite marks, and scratches "Oh My God Carlos are you okay? Did I hurt you?" I asked him. I knew I had blood was pooling around the bite mark and the scratches. Holy shit I don't even remember doing that. He shook his head no. "No my love you didn't hurt me. I think you fucked me until I passed out hell I think we both passed out when we came that time but you didn't hurt me." I pointed to his shoulder "Carlos I drew blood, I don't remember even doing it I am sorry." He shook his head.

"Babe what just happened between us don't be sorry for not a single second. It was the hottest thing I have ever experienced in my lifetime. Never apologize for that." Holy shit it was hot.

I then opened my mouth and said the stupidest comment "it was hot wasn't it?" he looked at me and just nodded "yeah Babe it was hot. To say that was hot well that would be saying that Mt. Saint Helens is just a little warm when the lava erupts from it."

I could not agree more and before I said any more stupid shit I just closed my mouth and my eyes and held on to my own personal sex god that made me feel like I was wonder woman and while I may not look like a Greek Goddess I am sure that performance was worthy of Greek Goddess status. Zeus would definitely want a piece of this ass if he ever was able to watch that action. Not that I would give him any after all this ass was for my own personal Greek God, Carlos which Zeus had nothing on Carlos.

Sometime a little later we decided to get up and take that shower. Getting up we were able to see the path of destruction we had left in our wake of trying to get to each other.

Somehow in our attack of each other we had managed to knock everything off of the counter we had then managed to knock open the medicine cabinet and dump everything in it, we had managed to break a towel bar. I am not sure how that happened I don't remember. We did at some point make it to the bed but I don't know how in the bed we had managed to completely destroy every shred of cover and the sheets.

We would need to change the bed before going to bed and it was already early morning. Tomorrows training session was going to be hell but I would worry about that tomorrow right now I was feeling too good revealing in the feeling of what had happened between us.

JPOV
I wondered if the box had been delivered to Rangeman. Again nothing was reported to the police department. Fuck. I called Doug he answered on the second ring "Yeah"

"Hey Doug it's Joe. Do you know if a package was delivered there today?" I asked him. "Yeah the split tail got a package today and we gave it to her. We are working the front desk so we were able to accept the package and then she happened to come down so I told her about it and like I thought she took it an put it in her bag." He told me.

"Thanks I will talk to you later" I told him and hung up. Well I wonder why they haven't reported her having a stalker to the police. I briefly wondered if they thought it was me. I didn't see how.

I was covering my trail pretty well. I didn't even arrest the fucker on stark street. I found him and I call officer Gaspick he is always searching for a collar so I let him pinch him. I told Gaspick that I was helping him get that promotion he so well deserved. He didn't really deserve the promotion he was a fucking joke but I may need him to be on my side. So I figure start now by getting him on my side by doing something nice for him. So I let him collar a fairly large drug bust.

Of course I had a note slipped to the perp telling him information on a rather large gang deal going down which I knew would earn him a get out of jail free card. He would have no idea who gave that to him other than some girl visiting one of the other cell mates. I would fuck her later to thank her for helping me.

When the perp was released I followed him home. Where he later found a package on his door step with a note that said deliver this package to Rangeman in exchange for the get out of jail free card. If you fail to deliver it you will go back to jail. If you open it you are a dead man. Burn this letter after reading. I watched him as he looked around to see if he could see anyone would have left the package but he did as told and burned the note good. He wasn't just a stupid fucking drug dealer after all. I watched him as he put the package in his car and he took off heading to Haywood. I didn't follow him.

I had borrowed another's detective car after telling them that mine had a flat and I needed to check on an informant. I didn't want anyone on Stark Street being able to identify my car near here. I wore a baseball cap and glasses and I made out like I was looking for a girl. Hell if I found one I wanted I wouldn't pass up the opportunity after all I was practically undercover and it would be good for my cover.

But I didn't find anyone, so I guess it will be that sweet little honey that came into the station to visit one of the rejects in our holding cells. Oh well she filled the need at the time it is the least I can do to let her get a little taste of the Italian Stallion.

I wanted to know Cupcakes response to the items within the box. I wish I had a way to find that out. I wanted to know if she liked the photos I sent her. After all they were pictures of me and her mother. I had taken them with my camera phone and then printed them out after first editing them to only show what I wanted. I smiled at the symmetry of that inside joke.

I wondered how she liked my note. I wanted her to know that I could take her anytime I wanted and I wanted her to know what I was intending to do to her. I was going to have her the way I should have been allowed to have her all along and I wasn't going to take no for an answer. She was going to perform that was all there was to it.

I wasn't listening to excuses or likes and dislikes because I know she has been fucking and sucking every man in that building and she was going to fuck and suck me if it was the last thing she did. I wasn't going to be left out. No one turned down the Italian Stallion when I set my sights on you and Cupcake had always been mine since she was six and I was eight.

No one had turned me down and Cupcake wasn't going to be the first.