A sharp slap hit the side of Makoto's face waking her instantly. Her wrists were bound to the arms of the chair at the kitchen table. She looked down at the floor. Her ankles were tied as well. She struggled to loosen the ties in vain.

"Struggling will just make them tighter."

Makoto looked up in horror as a chair was placed in front of her and a body sat down in front her.

"Nephrite."

He chuckled and sat back further in his seat. She looked him over. He had grown a goatee and wore his hair pulled back. He pushed back the sleeves of his brown worn leather jacket and folded his hands.

"Or Dorian on a good day. Makoto, it's been some time since our last talk. You're a tricky woman. It took me awhile to find you. Especially since you changed your name."

He moved his chair closer to her and removed the hair out of her eyes. She winced at his touch and he stopped abruptly. He sat back in his seat and gave a small bark of a laugh.

"You don't even want me touching you anymore."

"I don't even know who you are," she spat.

His hand flew across her cheek and she jerked violently to the side. He cupped her chin with the palm of his hand.

"You know who the fuck I am. Don't make me angry."

She forced her chin out of his palm.

"Or what? You'll kill me too?"

Nephrite chuckled again and pulled a bowie knife into view.

"I've been watching you for the past few days. It was interesting to find out about your current condition as to the reason for you leaving the police force, but the fact that they are twins fascinates me. The time line proves that they are mine."

Makoto gave a snarl.

"They're Andrew Rivera's children."

Nephrite gave a growl and wrapped his fingers around her throat.

"You bitch! I know you're trying to push my buttons, but I won't give you the satisfaction. Those twins are mine. I fucked you! That's my seed inside of you growing!"

He released his grip on her and she began coughing and gasping for air.

"That piece of shit just wouldn't die! Even after I ran him over with that fucking Hummer, he still kept on living."

Makoto looked at him with utter disgust.

"That was you. You tried to kill him?"

Nephrite smirked.

"Of course it was me. He was in the way of what I wanted most: you. Oh, and he was so close to solving both murders. I killed my mother's husband. He ruined our perfectly happy family. She was sleeping around with him even when my parents were still together. Xavier got to live with her and I stayed with my bastard of a father."

Makoto looked away from him and his face darkened with a scowl.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you. It's rude to not look at the person talking!"

Makoto took a deep breath and stared back at him.

"That friend of yours couldn't follow directions either," he said evilly.

Makoto tried to yank the binds off as he laughed out loud.

"I gutted that bitch like the pig she was. You should have seen her. She stumbled out of that bar making it so easy for me to prey on her. She was a fighter until the end. If she hadn't have cut me, I would have been in town a lot earlier," he explained.

Tears seeped down her face and he wiped them away with his thumb.

"You're a monster," she whispered.

"Don't cry sweetheart. I'm here to protect you. Everything will be better here on out, I promise. We love each other. You still have the ring."

"I don't love you Nephrite, I love-"

Nephrite grabbed the knife from the table and put it against her throat.

"Say that name again and see what happens."

Makoto clamped her mouth shut. He bent down and began undoing the ties around her wrists and ankles.

"Now I'm untying you, but doesn't that mean you go screaming through the house. I've found all the guns you've hidden. Makes me think you were being just a tad bit paranoid."

Makoto rubbed her wrists after the binds came off. She struggled out of the chair and he ran over to help her up. She pulled away from him.

"Don't touch me," she snapped.

He clenched his jaw, grabbed her arm and twisted roughly.

"If we're going to be a family, you're gonna have to start acting like my wife!"

"We're not married! The man I was engaged to is gone."

He slammed her against the wall. She whimpered as he wrapped his hands in her hair.

"You keep talking to me that way and I'm gonna rip your damn tongue out!"

Pain shot down her back and she put her hand to her stomach.

"You're hurting the babies," she said between gasps.

He released his grip and let her regain her composure. She leaned on the table to steady herself. The pain subsided and she sighed. He handed her a glass a water.

"Drink it."

She hesitated for a moment then took the glass. He watched her as she drained the glass. Makoto placed it on the table. As he began to turn his back from her and took the glass and threw it at the side of his head. It smashed on impact and Nephrite fell to the floor with a dull thud. Makoto got up instantly and ran up the stairs. She ran into her bedroom and pulled out a floorboard and took her 9mm gun out. She took the safety off and pointed it at the door. The door swung open and he stepped into her bedroom.

"So it comes down to this Makoto," he called from the hallway.

"Shut up," she ordered.

"You choked last time. What makes you think you can kill me now?"

Makoto gave a small smile.

"I'm not afraid anymore."

She pulled back the trigger but it clicked. She looked up at him as he smiled. He had removed all the bullets.

"Oh, that's the least of your problems," he said with a laugh.

"What-"

A knife flew in and struck her shoulder. Makoto collapsed the ground groaning. Blood seeped from the wound sluggishly. She dropped the gun and Nephrite came into the room. She tried to crawl away and he pulled her back by her legs. She screamed as he pulled her up by her hair. He pulled the knife out of her shoulder roughly and she let out a yell. He sniffed her hair and dragged the blade down her body. He kissed her cheek.

"I can't let you do this to me."

He plunged the knife into her stomach. Makoto screamed as he pushed it deep into her stomach and pushed her back on the floor. Nephrite chuckled darkly.

"It seems I have the upper hand."

Makoto laid still on the floor. He kicked her side and raised an eyebrow.

"Why isn't there any blood?"

"Because there weren't any children," Makoto replied while getting off the floor.

Nephrite jumped back in horror and she took the knife out her stomach and pulling out a fake pregnancy mold. She stabbed him in the neck with the blade and he went crashing to the floor. He choked on his blood while she leaned down to look at him.

"You saw what I wanted you to see. My real babies are safe."

She watched as he struggled to breath. He reached out his hand to her and collapsed to the floor dead. Makoto sighed and ran down the stairs. She grabbed a hidden cell phone and pressed a button. The phone rang and them someone picked up.

"Brooks?"

Makoto smiled at the familiar voice.

"Andrew, it's me."

"Is it done?" he asked.

"Yeah it's finished," she said as tears began to fall down her face.

"We'll be there soon. Are you going to be okay?"

Makoto wiped her eyes and smiled to herself.

"I've never been better."

-WooWoo316