A/N: I'm so sorry about the confusion with the chapters. my has been acting totally weird and it told me I updated the story and now it didn't work and then I tried again... I just hope you'll be able to read it now...

A/N: Here we go, the second chapter is up! I'm so thankful for every fav, follow and especially the reviews for the first chapter! A huge thank you to every one!

I hope you're having as much fun as I do. It's fun to imagine a whole different world, with our lovely characters and at the same time try to make them not look too OOC.

Now as you continue reading, it might be a little confusing for some of you, but for those who paid attention in the last chapter, everything will be all right. I hope you'll like what I did here.
Now have fun :)

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Las Vegas at night was a dazzling loud blur, to everyone living, visiting or working there. When the sun went down, the city woke to life, with all the casinos, shows, bars and clubs. The ones who visited Sin City for the first time would be blinded by the lights and false promises, but once you saw behind the walls, Las Vegas was more than glitter and glamour. Like Los Angeles, many people came here to follow their dreams, just to realize they failed after the money was gone and people started to show their real face.

Since Patrick Jane didn't have any trouble with money, he could confidently overlook this fact. The deal with Bajoran went very well. As Mashburn predicted, the Russian felt offended by the fact he sent an ambassador to seal the deal with his company.

Jane hadn't felt any pity, when he stepped out of the office, a winning smile on his face. Although he knew how it felt like to lose the thing you love most, it gave him an incredible pleasure to take things away from others. I lost mine, so I want you to lose yours too. If one asked him, he'd deny it.

Driving through Vegas in the back of Mashburn's car, with Cho at the wheel, he watched the scenery. They drove across the little statue of the Eiffel Tower, and other miniature sights all over the world and more Casinos than he could count.

Jane had been in Las Vegas before, but his schedule had been so busy, he never got to taste the magical nightlife people described here. Not since it happened anyways.

Of course he went to one or two casinos at the time, but it'd only been to dine at the restaurants with business partners. They were on their way back to the hotel Mashburn had reserved for them, when he felt like changing his plans for tonight.

"You know, Mr. Cho… I'm in the mood for celebrating the new win for Mashburn Avionics. I don't think Mr. Mashburn would have a problem, if we go out and have some fun tonight. Do you know any good and classy clubs or bars around here? A casino would be interesting, too."

"Do I look like a tour guide?", Cho asked with a little sarcasm in his voice, but turned the car at the next crossing. Jane just smiled.

The "Red Mill" wasn't as busy today as on weekends, but the strip club was still crowded with all different kind of people. From a few upper class tourists, over guys celebrating a Bachelor party, horny male students who were on spring break, down to a few businessmen and some lone figures that came here often. Even women came here, enjoying the good music and atmosphere of the club.

The mood was boisterous, the music was loud. The amount of alcohol going over the bar each night was higher than in every other club. People cheered, when the curtain of the stage opened and a tall, dark haired woman came out, only dressed in a short police woman outfit, with a matching hat.

She went along the stage, swinging her hips in a lascivious demanor. For those who tried to touch her, she gave them a wicked wink and a pat on the fingers with her bat. Arriving in the middle of the stage, she threw the hat into the crowd, revealing shoulder long straight hair, getting huge applause and whistling from the men in the room.

"My, Lorelei is putting on a show tonight", Lola mumbled to her blonde haired friend who was cleaning some of the beer glasses in the sink behind the bar. She put some peanuts inside her mouth and rolled with her eyes. "I wonder who the lucky guy is she chooses to bring up to her room tonight."

"Frankly I don't care", the blonde haired petite women behind the bar said annoyed. She had better things to do than talking about that bitch.

"Oh, I see someone got up on the wrong side of the bed today. What's up, Tammy? Why are you here anyways? I thought Ally had the shift tonight…"

"Ally's got a bun in the oven, so she won't be able to work here any longer", Tammy said.

Lola's eyes widened in fear. They both knew what that meant since such things happened from time to time in the business here. "Poor thing… What do you thing they'll be doing with her?"

"I honestly don't want to think about it", she answered. Most of the times, they never saw the girl again. She drew beer into three glasses and gave them to the already drunk looking young guy who told her a few minutes ago it was his 21st birthday today.

"I always told her to be careful, but Ally was one to do it without a condom if she got ten more bucks out of it. She wanted to get out here so badly…" Lola took a sip of her rainbow colored drink and waited until Tammy finished two more orders at the bar. "This is only another warning for us to be even more careful. Never do it without protection, when you're out on the streets as Trixi, you hear me?"

Tammy nodded dutifully. There were rules you had to stick to, even if you were a hooker, she'd learned that early. That included more than three condoms wherever you went, a monthly check up at the doctor and being overly careful. She wished she wouldn't have to do any of this, but fate had put her into this kind of situation and until she got out, she had to stick to the rules.

The blonde woman gazed at Lola out of the corner of her eye. She didn't know her real name, just that she was Lola, the same way she was Tammy the bar girl or Trixi the hooker. Luckily her acting and dancing had been so bad, she didn't have to do the stripping thing in the club.

"How may days do you have left?", Tammy asked. She knew Lola would be gone soon, one of the few ones who made it until the end and leave all this as a free woman. At least that was what she hoped.

"Ninety three. And I count every minute of it", Lola answered with a smile, "Don't you worry, the time will come where you'll get out of here too. You just have to stay strong." Tammy didn't answer, just stared at the black wood of the bar. "Well, time is up, honey. Lorelei is finished and I have to look for some hot guys I can do a lap dance for. I'll see you later."

With that, the pink haired woman left the bar and vanished in the crowd. Sighing, Tammy took her glass and emptied the rest of the drink into the sink. It was past twelve already, too bad she had three hours left, followed by a short round as Trixi, to pick someone up for the night.

Sometimes she just wished she could crawl into bed and sleep for 24 hours, without having to worry about anything. But time didn't stand still, and she needed all the extra money she could get, so she could finally do what she wanted by the time she got out of here.

"Excuse me, Miss, do you have tea here?"

Tammy looked up, a confused expression on her face. On the seat where Lola had been sitting a few minutes ago, sat a tall, blonde good looking man in a dark suit with a black a tie. He didn't seem drunk to her, no drugs either, so why the heck would he ask about tea in a strip club?! Maybe it was some kind of weird bet he lost?

"I'm sorry, I think I misunderstood your order", she said.

The man smiled understanding. The music was really loud and that poor girl seemed more than tired as he could see. "I was asking for tea. Do you have some?"

"As in ice tea?", the woman asked, but he shook his head. This guy was kidding her, right?

"No tea as in a cup with hot water, a shot of milk and a little bag with some dried leaves that make the water tasteful."

"I know what tea is!", Tammy exclaimed annoyed. She hated it if people tried to explain any kind of drink to her. Did the man think she was an idiot? Of course she knew what tea was! The fact that confused her was just that a guy like him was asking for tea in a location like this at twelve pm in the night.

Jane suppressed a laugh and enjoyed the barkeeper's reddened face. "That's a good thing. Now do you have tea, or not? Otherwise I'd like a whiskey. The best you have."

"Well, that is something I can deal with", Tammy said in relief, turned around and opened a drawer with a combination lock. It seemed like the "good stuff" was safely locked up, so no drunkards could get to it.

She poured a double shot into the crystal glass and pushed it over the bar. The blonde man took a sip, raising his eyebrows. "What?", the barkeeper girl asked, "If you don't like it, you still have to pay for it. This is the best we have and you wanted the best."

"Woah, easy girl. I didn't say I didn't like it. Actually, I'm surprised it's that good." If someone wanted the good stuff, they'd get it, especially if they looked like money didn't matter. Tammy gave him a look and served three other customers, before she turned back to the handsome businessman, finding out he was gone.

"Well that was weird", she mumbled. If she didn't know better, that guy had tried to flirt with her. Not that she wasn't used to people at the club flirting with her when she was standing at the bar, but that whole thing with the tea? Whatever.

"Oh my God, Tammy!" The woman in question looked up, seeing a tall blonde haired stripper attending the bar. She wore nothing but a pink silk lingerie combination and feathers in her short hair.

"Summer", Tammy said, pouring her a shot of Tequila, "I didn't know you were here tonight." The woman was about same age as her and part of the club for two months. Lorelei'd picked Summer up on the street one day and told Tammy to keep an eye on her. Sine then, the two women became somewhat like friends. It turned out Summer had been a hooker ever since her mother had thrown her out at the age of sixteen, because she'd been raped by her step father.

Poor girl, Tammy thought, instead of helping her they pushed her away and let fate take over. Fate could be cruel, she knew that. She'd experienced it so many times she forgot to count them all. The only difference between her and Summer was the fact the other woman seemed to be happy with her situation. She liked the attention by men, the shifts in the club or out on the street. Summer was content, whereas Tammy wished nothing more but to finally get away from here, to finally be free.

"Have you seen that super cute Asian guy at the table over there?"

Tammy looked around, but the place was so crowded, she only caught a glimpse of him. "Well yeah… kinda. What's it with him?"

Summer's eyes sparkled like the ones of a little school girl. She drank the shot and waved for another one. "It's nothing. I just think he's cute, but he didn't even look at me when I came to him. He's with a friend… or his boss I don't know. Maybe someone will get luck tonight." She waggled with her eyebrows and drank the other shot in one big swallow.

Tammy couldn't but smile about the woman's attitude. She seemed to be perfectly happy with her job. "Oh and I forgot to tell you I overheard a conversation with Lorelei on the phone. He's here tonight!"

"Who?", the barkeeper girl asked confused.

"Red John", Summer whispered excited, before she got up and went towards the direction of the Asian looking guy in the back of the club. Just then the lights went out for another show with Lorelei, the "highlight" of the evening. This time she did a martini glass strip dance under the eyes of over a hundred horny men.

Sighing, Tammy looked away and got busy with serving customers and cleaning up parts of the bar, while her thoughts ran around the new Summer told her. Red John was here. It was weird to know he could be watching her, although she'd never seen him. Did Lorelei tell him what she did today? For a second she looked up, letting her eyes wander around to see if anyone was watching her, but the visitors were all too busy with Lorelei.

The man that decided over her destiny might be in this room and she didn't know him. A thought occurred to her. Hopefully it wasn't the weird blond guy who'd asked her for tea instead of alcohol first. Later she would realize how wrong she was and that this man would change her destiny indeed.

Jane watched the scene in front of him with a big smile on his face, while the blonde stripper tried to get Cho's attention for what it seemed like two hours now. The Korean's face remained cold as ice and without showing any kind of emotion. That poor girl really had the hots for him. He took a sip of his tasteful whiskey and leaned back in the chair.

His chauffeur had been quite right; this club was an interesting place to "celebrate". It was a mix of a strip, dance and burlesque club with some high class strippers and a sassy barkeeper. He smiled over the fact he'd been able to confuse the petite green eyed woman a little. He hadn't meant to do this on purpose, but she seemed a little tired and sad, so bringing her mind to other thoughts seemed to be a good idea. Oh, and her eyes, her wonderful emerald green eyes were something he'd wanted to get lost in.

From the place where he sat, he could watch her without being seen. He'd successfully gotten rid of two stripper ladies who'd finished their lap dance and gotten a generous tip, with the request to look for another man who was more desperate to get lucky tonight.

After Cho pushed the stripper girl away for the umpteenth time, she gasped offended and finally went off. Just then, Jane caught him stare at her for not longer than the blink of an eye. "You know, Cho… I wouldn't mind if you had some fun with her tonight. She seems a little sad you rejected her."

"Not my type", Cho mumbled, but Jane knew she was. Still, if the Asian didn't want to, he wouldn't push it. A quick look on the watch told him it was almost past three. They'd have to get back to LA by tomorrow noon, so they should call it a night and get some sleep – especially Cho, who'd be driving.

The Asian man nodded in silent, when Jane raised an eyebrow and got up. They walked towards the exit and Jane threw a last glance towards the bar only to find that the green eyed blonde woman was already gone. Well that was a pity, but he wouldn't get to see her ever again anyways, so…

Walking outside and around the block through an alley in the back of the building towards the space where Cho parked the car, they suddenly heard a loud scream. Not too far, they could hear two persons struggling, one of them a woman, who desperately tried to get away. But the man was holding her pressed against the wall of the back entrance of the "Red Mill".

"Help… Please… Lemme… Argh!" He hit her hard so her hear crashed against the hard brick stone wall.

Cho and Jane didn't lose any more time. They ran over to the blonde woman who turned out to be the stripper that'd tried to get under Cho's skin. While the Korean hit the drunk so hard in the face one could hear bones crush, the businessman knelt down to comfort the stripper who was lying on the floor, her once shiny blonde hair reddened with blood.

"Miss, are you all right? What is your name?"

She moaned in pain, barely being able to open her eyes. "It's Summer… It hurts…"

"I know", Jane said, pulling off his jacket to comfort her head with it. Summer gasped, closing her eyes painfully and touched her forehead with her hand. "We need an ambulance", he said.

"I'm already on it", Cho answered, dialling 911. His face showed an expression of worry and something Jane couldn't define. Seven Minutes later, the ambulance arrived.

Summer had a hard time staying conscious and when the paramedics lay her down on the stretcher, she went out completely.

"Oh my god, what is happening here?", a voice behind Jane, who was watching the paramedics loading Summer into the ambulance, exclaimed. He turned around to see a petite red head with a black leather skirt and a sexy dark green and silver corsage that fitted with her silvery overknee heel boots. "Summer!"

"Your friend is going to be okay", Jane tried to calm her down. He held her back with a hand around her hip, when the woman tried to reach her friend.

"Let me go you idiot, she's my friend, I have to help her!", Trixi screamed, pushing away Jane's hand. "What did you to do her?"

"We didn't do anything. She was attacked by an aggressive guy that was drunk off his ass. We arrived just in time to prevent anything worse and called an ambulance." He pointed over to Cho, who was still watching the unconscious stripper in the ambulance, while a paramedic asked him questions.

Just then Trixi realized that this must be the Asian guy Summer had the hots for and the man next to her… was the tea-guy. She hoped he wouldn't recognize her and stepped up next to the Asian man.

"Is she going to be all right?", Trixi asked with a little fear in her voice.

"At the moment it looks like she has a heavy concussion, but we have to check her up at the hospital for more. Does anyone want to accompany her to the hospital?", the paramedic asked.

Tammy was about to say yes, but she had to report the incident to Lorelei first, otherwise Summer would be in trouble and the ambulance couldn't wait. "I… I can't", she whispered, "I'll come to the hospital. Where are you bringing her?"

"Tammy?" Summer's voice came out of the ambulance and the small woman seemed to be even more desperate since she didn't know what to do.

Cho exchanged a look with Jane, who nodded in agreement. He knew his chauffeur felt kind of responsible for the blonde woman and regretted his cold behavior earlier the night. "I'll go with her", the Korean said determined, threw the car keys over to Jane who caught them in surprise and stepped into the ambulance, leaving Trixi with an astonished look on her face.

"Don't worry", Jane said when the paramedics closed the door, "He'll take care of her, I promise."

The ambulance drove off with blue lights and vanished around the corner into the noise and lights of Vegas. Trixi and Jane were left in the dark alley. The businessman fiddled with the car keys. He didn't really know what to do, since he didn't drive cars anymore. Of course Cho didn't know that. Even in this special situation, he'd rather take a cab or walk to the hotel instead of picking up the car.

A quick glance to the woman beside him, showed him she was shaking. "Summer is going to be okay. Do you know if she has a health insurance?"

The red head shook her head. "I don't know. I guess she does, since we get checked up at the hospital once a month. You should better be getting off this alley here. It's not a place for rich men in suits."

For a second Jane felt a little offended, but when he looked into her honest green eyes, he knew she was just worried. He gasped, when he recognized her eyes as the ones of the barkeeper girl. She'd had blonde hair, hadn't she? Maybe this was just a coincidence… no. It was definitely her. But what was she doing here in this dark place dressed up like a hooker? Oh. Oh!

"Thank you for your help. I'll better go and tell my boss what happened, so they won't worry why she didn't come back from her break. Good night."

Trixi smiled at him and went inside, while Jane stood there watching her go. His mind felt a little dizzy. That must have been the Whiskey, not the intoxicating smile of the young girl. He wondered what happened in her past that made her become… this. Sighing, he leaned against the red brick wall and debated how he should get to the hotel. Maybe he could tell Cho he drank too much and was in no condition to drive… that would work eventually. Now he had to catch a cab – something that wasn't as easy as it seemed in Vegas.

Jane put the keys into his pocket and wanted to leave the alley, like the barkeeper-hooker-girl told him to, when the heavy metal door opened and the woman in question came out again, looking a little pissed. Well, that went fast. Didn't seem like her boss cared whether one of her friends was injured or not. He'd always been good in reading people, that's one of the reasons why he became as wealthy as he was now.

The woman in front of him was a new challenge. Her aura tempted him, she was kind of mysterious. Barkeeper and hooker at night? What would she turn out to be when daylight hit the city?

His curiosity took over, so he followed her around the block back on the high visited street. Jane lost her, when she turned around the corner, so he speed up his walk to stay on to her. It was just when he stepped around the corner, something very hard hit him on the nose, letting his lights go out for a second, before he moaned in pain and held his lightly bleeding nose.

"What the hell…"

"Oh my God!", a well known voice said apologizing, "I thought you were that creep of a guy who attacked Summer!" The businessman peeked an eye open, while Trixi stood there, hesitating whether to touch him or not.

"You have a hell of a punch, woman", he managed.

She gave him an apologetic smile and took a crumpled tissue out of her skirt pocket. "I'm so sorry… I don't have anything else. But seriously. What do you think following a woman through a dark alley like that? I told you to leave earlier!" Now she sounded a little patronizing.

He still took the used tissue from her, to press it against his nose, relieved to see it wasn't as much blood as he first thought. "Do you need some ice? I'm sure I can get you something…"

"No… I'm okay, thank you. I only want to get to my hotel and sleep now. Could you call me a cab eventually?"

"I thought your friend gave you the car keys", Trixi answered confused.

Jane raised an eyebrow, being impressed that she remembered such a small thing. This became more and more interesting. She wasn't stupid… maybe a little bit naïve. When he realized he'd been staring at her for a whole minute now without saying anything, he took a deep breath, ignoring the pain coming from his nose and gave her a smile: "I think I'm too drunk to drive."

Trixi smirked and seemed to think about something for the moment, before she answered: "Well, you know, the cab drivers here take a ridiculous amount of money for like fifteen minutes driving and I think when your friend returns from the hospital, you won't want to come here to pick up the car. Let's make a deal. I'll drive you to your hotel for… let's say five dollars and you can relax."

"You punched me in the nose and now expect me to pay for it? Why do you think I'd let you drive my car?"

"Because obviously you have a problem with driving since you only drank a glass of whiskey." She held her breath for a second as if she was punishing herself for letting such an important fact slip this easily, but continued: "No licence I guess. Now I'm the only sober person around the next fifteen blocks… and just so you know, your stupid questioning just doubled the price."

Well that woman knew how to argue, Jane had to admit with a smirk. Why should he not? It'd solve the problem with the car and he wouldn't have to struggle with idiotic Las Vegas cab drivers. "Fine", he finally said, taking the keys out of his pocket, "The car is this way. Are you sure you can drive with these?" He pointed towards her high heel boots that went over her knee

Trixi grinned and caught the keys: "You'll see. Let's go, Mr."

"You can call me Patrick. What's your name?"

"I'm Trixi." Jane eyed her for a few seconds. He could swear Summer had called her "Tammy" or something. For all he could tell, Trixi wasn't her real name, but he wouldn't ask her further, if she didn't want him to know. Maybe it was some kind of a protection thing. Whatever.

They went back into the alley, following it down to a hidden parking lot with a security guard standing in front of it. Jane pointed towards the BMW in the second row and saw the hooker's eyes lighten up with joy. "No kidding?", she asked.

"Not what you expected?" Jane seemed to be a little confused, but he had to hurry up, since Trixi already started the engine.

"I love it! So which hotel are you staying at?"

"The Bellagio", he answered shortly, since she already hit the gas and drove out of the parking lot onto the streets. That woman was one hell of a driver! To his own surprise, she never went over the speed limit though and seemed to be extra careful in places where many people crossed the street.

Laughing happily, she let the windows down and turned the radio up, singing along happily. Jane had to suppress a laugh. She wasn't the worst singer he'd ever met, but it was fun to watch her scream the tones as if she was alone in the car.

"This baby is amazing", Trixi said when they had to stop at a red traffic light. "So, Mr. Patrick, what are you doing here in Sin City?"

He turned the volume of the music down a little. "I had some business to do. My driver and me arrived this noon."

"So that Asian guy is your chauffeur? Now things are getting clearer. Why would you need a chauffeur to get here? Don't you own some kind of private jet? At least that's what you look like."

Jane laughed at her honest words. "Actually, Cho is Korean. I would have taken the jet, believe me, but I'm afraid my boss needed it, so we had to take the car on this short time. We're heading back to LA tomorrow."

"Uuuh, LA it is. So you're not your own boss then?"

"I kind of am. It's complicated." He didn't know if she would understand if he tried to explain his position in Mashburn's company, but he had the feeling she was more intelligent than she made herself look like. Someone horned behind them. "It's green by the way."

This needn't said to be twice. Trixi managed to get her focus back from Jane on the street, hit the gas and left all the other cars waiting at the crossing with her behind.

He continued with observing her out of the corner of his eye, feeling happy, just because she was. What was it with this woman? He just met her and she had this big of an influence on him already.

She looked so beautiful and beamed with pride while driving the car that Jane forgot his fear for the first time since it happened and just enjoyed the ride. Jane hasn't had fun like this in a long time.

A/N: Yay they finally met! I hope you enjoyed the chapter! I admit, the Tammy/Trixi thing might have been a little confusing in the first place, but I hope I won't give too much away when I tell you, that you'll meet Teresa in the next chapter ;)

Now I'm really interested in what you think about this. How did you like the first meeting between Jane and Lisbon? Did the little Chummer scene cheer you up? What do you think is it?

I wish every one of you guys a good night! Only 9 days left *_*