Sorry for the wait! But here we are... I don't own anything but my character Alex. Enjoy! ;)

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"Mom?"

"Yeah babe?"

"Are you and Cameron's daddy boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Alex smiled, her little girl's general curiosity so goddamn cute. Whatever time they could salvage for a shot at a normal relationship, Jon and Alex involved their kids as well as time alone. At first it proved challenging with sneaking around behind Finn's eyes literally watching her every move but spending time together at home was easy. Finn trusted her enough to leave her be around Kylie.

"What makes you think that?"

Kylie had a cheeky grin on her face as she looked over at her mom. "I saw you kissing the other day."

Behind the mug of tea she hovered over her mouth was a smile Alex couldn't contain. She remembered what Kylie was talking about- the kids were lying on the floor, asleep and in front of the TV while Alex was snuggled against Jon on the couch. It was a perfect moment to unwind from life since Jon needed the space from his partner Joe. They grew frustrated with each other, mainly over Alex' involvement with Finn. Jon knew it was in Joe's nature to look out for him- kinda like that old brother figure he never had. If only he knew what this girl did to him and how she made him feel that maybe he would understand why it hurt to leave her side... Maybe he would understand why he treasured their moments together.

"I like this," he whispered.

"I know, it's not such a bad movie once you get through the first half hour," she teased.

He chuckled, turning her head to look into her eyes. His expression softened and he was serious. "I mean I like the two of us like this, together."

"Me too," she whispered.

"You trust me?"

She nodded. "I trust you."

"You trust me when I say I'm in love with you?"

She smiled and he did too which made it a hell of a lot easier to tell her what he wanted to for days now. "I love you Alex."

Her forehead rested against his and she closed her eyes. "I love you Jon."

Right then and there his hands were on her cheeks as he pressed his lips against hers, making her melt right there on the couch.

"Do you like him, mommy?" Kylie asked, bringing her mom back to reality.

She nodded.She loved him."I do... Do you like him?"

"He's nice. And Cameron's nice too but," the little girl paused. "He's not going to take over daddy is he?"

Alex placed her cup down in front of her on the table, moving closer to Kylie. "Daddy will always be your daddy. No one will ever take the place of him, ever, okay?"

"Okay, mommy," Kylie said, a smile playing at her lips again, "So are you and Jon dating?"

Alex giggled. "Yes Kylie."

"Good... I like seeing you happy, mom," the little girl said.

"Thanks baby," Alex said, pulling her close in a hug before a knock on the front door made them pull away. Kylie was quick to jump off the couch and open the door, a smile on her face once she was met with Jon standing in the door way.

"Hey Kyles," he said, leaning against the frame, "You guys ready to go?"

"Depends if I'm getting my ice cream... Chocolate, rainbow sprinkles, maybe a chocolate dipped cone? Remember?"

Jon chuckled, the ice cream promise to out come of a win Kylie picked up in a game of air hockey with Jon the last time they all went out for the afternoon. "Yeah, yeah, I remember. You were a tough one, kid."

"Guess we just have it in us... First pool, now air hockey," Alex laughed.

Jon chuckled, shaking his head. "I think we need a rematch though."

"Only if I get the ice cream first..."

Jon nodded.

"Okay, deal," Kylie agreed, shaking hands with Jon. "Ready mom?"

Today Alex was taking a big step... To be seen out in public with Jon and their kids. Since the Irish were out of town, Finn included, it was the perfect opportunity to get out and actually do something instead of living in fear.

"I am," Alex said, standing up from the couch as Kylie threw on her boots and coat. She stepped past Jon to see Cam waiting in the hall and she quickly joined him.

"Hey," Alex greeted, inching closer and closer. He grinned and she snuck a kiss from him.

"Ready?"

"Can I get an ice cream too?" She whispered.

He shrugged. "Thought I was all you needed?"

"Well... You don't taste like chocolate or those little sprinkles I like so much, so I guess not."

Jon chuckled again. "You two are demanding, huh?"

"Maybe... I mean, when there's ice cream involved."

"Okay, I guess I can make an exception."

Once they left their apartment complex, not once did a doubtful thought crossed either ones mind. This outing felt natural and Jon could have kicked himself for not suggesting it a lot sooner. Sure, the possibility of the Irish finding out was a teeny tiny,"didn't wanna think about it" kinda lingering thought- it would never leave his mind completely. But the smile on the kids faces and Alex actually enjoying herself was enough to silence anything other then this moment with the two of them. After the horrendous movie the kids mocked the entire ride back home, Jon dropped Alex and Kylie off in the parking garage.

"I'll see you tonight?" Alex asked as she stood outside her car.

Jon nodded, looking back at his son. "I'll be here once I drop him off."

Alex nodded. "I shouldn't be too long."

"Better not be," Jon grinned, opening his car door, "I'll see you soon."

Alex stepped into her car with Kylie in the back seat and pulled out of the parking garage and heading in the direction to Randy's work, where she was to meet him.

Maybe she was blinded by whatever feeling she was feeling, but in her right sense of mind she would have noticed the familiar black Cadillac following her's- taking every turn she did but making sure not to follow too closely behind.

The Irish were supposed to be out of town for a couple days- all of them. But the one following an oblivious Alex was her greatest fear- the one who'd followed her the entire day and had seem her every intimate move with Jon...

Finn.

XXX

"Becky? Is that you?" A frantic Sheamus jabbered into the phone, stumbling over his own words. Of course her homecoming would happen with him being a thousand miles away... He had so many questions and he wanted so many answers, but Becky couldn't keep her tongue to herself any longer.

Finn hadn't taken care of what he was supposed to, and now she needed to tell Sheamus everything.

"Yeah, yeah, it's me... And I'm fine," she clarified before chugging back her shot of whiskey. "You need to know something."

"What?" Sheamus urged.

"Alex has been pretty much wired this whole time," Becky seethed into the phone, watching as Finn's car pulled in through the mansion gates. He skipped out on the Irish's big out of town meet last minute- the burden of Becky's ultimatum weighing heavy on his conscience. He needed more time especially after meeting with The Wyatts and finding out the actual truth.

"What?" Sheamus gritted and Becky knew his grip around his cell tightened, threatening to crack the thing into dust.

"Finn's little play thing has eyes for the DEA Agent... Goes by the name Jonathan Shaw," Becky muttered, Finn's footsteps sounding closer and closer to where she was in the house.

"Fuck," Sheamus cursed, "Where the fuck is Finn at?"

Just as the door opened, Becky looked Finn straight in the eyes and muttered a clear and deadly "Right here."

His face dropped, his heart pounding. Now he had to act. He had no choice.

"I'm sorry," Becky whispered, her phone pressed against her chest, but it wasn't anything close to apologetic. "I told you you needed to do something about it... And now I am."

Finn exhaled heavily as she handed him the phone, anxiously awaiting an infuriated Sheamus.

"What the hell is going on? Is this true?" He asked.

Finn paused. "Yeah."

"Get her," Sheamus ordered. There was no question about it.

"If you don't have her by the time she gets back, I'll stick a bullet in your head myself."

Finn gritted his teeth, handing Becky the phone and retreating to his room without any words.

"You make sure he gets her," Sheamus said, "She needs to answer to me before I kill her and her fuck of a DEA agent..."

"What about Colby and Alberto?" Becky asked, "This was originally HIS girl... Surely he had to have known something, don't cha think."

"Before I get to them, and I will... Tell me everythin', Becky... Where've you been? Who took you?"

"Wyatt..."

"Did he take Alex too or was she lyin' then too?"

"No, he took her too... I think he knew somethin' was up with her. He'd been followin' her around, seen her with this Shaw... Showed me the evidence of these two together all this time."

"Jesus Christ..."

"What are you going to do about Finn?" Becky asked.

Sheamus had a lot to think about. Finn was the one who spent the most time with Alex... Surely he would have suspected something. Right now he was just as guilty, unless he could redeem himself.

"He's got to prove to me that he's in this with us... And he will by killing Colby and Alberto. And when the time comes, he'll do the same with Alex."

XXX

"What time are they coming back tomorrow?" Jon mumbled. He wasn't too thrilled about them coming back to town- he'd enjoyed this normalcy with Alex. Not once had he fused about the case or had to worry about her. Now with their homecoming hours away, their little slice of happiness was about to be diminished.

"Early afternoon," Alex answered quietly, feeling the same as Jon did. But she needed to ask him something she'd been thinking about the entire weekend.

"What would happen if I did some kind of relocation till all of this is over?" She asked quietly.

"I'm not against it," he shrugged.

"Will I still get to see you?"

He shrugged again. "Everyone of those guys is gonna be looking for you if you disappear again... They could even bring up the possibility of you runnin' to the Feds. If that happens, I wouldn't risk it till every single one of them is outta the picture."

"I know..." She whispered. She felt selfish even thinking of gambling with hers and Kylie's well being- but the way Jon was looking at her as he leaned in, she felt like everything would be okay if they were apart.

"You tell me today, or tomorrow, or whenever that you want out of this and I'll do it. I'll make sure you're somewhere safe, you and Kylie till this is over."

"I want out," she answered positively, "But I want you too."

He smiled a bit, trapping her lips with his in a kiss. "I'll be here fighting the bad guys so we can be together."

She smiled too, but there was still the topic of Colby. She'd warned him to get far away from The Irish as possible. If she left now, she'd have to cut of all ties with him. It was a long shot, and she could be in a world of serious hurt for even bringing up his name, but at this point all she cares about was sparing him.

"Listen," she started, "I know someone who can help once I'm gone... He's a friend."

"Who is he?" Jon asked.

Alex paused. Was she really going to tell her boyfriend who associated with the law- who'd been searching for'King'?

"Colby Lopez."

Jon was confused, but that name rang a bell with him. It was familiar.

Before Alex could explain or regret she even uttered his name, three loud knocks on Jon's front door interrupted them. He stood from the couch, leaving Alex balled up. Jon looked through the eye hole but saw nothing on the other side. He grumbled, looking back at Alex.

"What?" She asked.

"No ones there," he said just as three more knocks echoed the apartment. He looked again and still, no figure standing behind the other side of the door.

"Alex..." Jon began and she slowly stood up, looking frightful. "Go to the table behind you."

She followed his instruction. "Open the drawer."

Opening the drawer she picked up a black hand gun, fully loaded in case of events like this. "Take it and hide... This isn't looking good," he said, his instincts kicking in that something was about to go down.

Just as he began unchaining and unlocking his front door, brute force forced it open and knocked him to the ground as the door hit him in the face. Alex froze once she saw who was behind it- Finn.

The feeling rushed back to her legs and she felt herself trying to flee but Finn was too quick as he leaped towards her, grabbing her by her hair. He roughly held her against him, his mouth inches away from her neck as he held a gun against her head. "You had me fooled," he muttered, holding onto her tightly as she squirmed every which way. "I told you what would happen if you betrayed me... I showed you."

She clawed at his hands but it did nothing. He pulled at her hair tighter and she screamed. "To think I have to kill you before gettin' one last crack at ya... Don't think I can do that," she muttered, his warm breath seeping from her ear to her neck as he gritted his teeth.

Jon finally stood to his feet and tackled Finn from Alex, the two on the ground while Jon wrestled the gun from his hand.

"Go," Jon yelled, "Call 911!"

But as Alex was about to make a run for the front door, Finn shot at her, grazing her leg. She fell to the ground and the two fought tooth and nail. Alex frantically grabbed for the gun she once held and dragged herself to the bathroom, slamming the door shut and locking it. She got herself as far away from the door as she could, hoping into the porcelain tub and ducking. Quickly she grabbed her phone from her pocket, her unsteady fingers dialling for the police.

"911 what's your emergency?"

"Help! Please! I've been shot... There's someone with a gun."

"Ma'am, what is your name?"

"Alexandra Taylor."

"Okay, Mrs. Taylor, can you tell me where you're calling from?"

"3345 Willowcrest, apartment 509. I'm with Jonathan Shaw."

"Agent Shaw?" She heard the operator ask over the ruckus and yelling from outside.

"Yes... Please hurry."

"Okay, we're sending units right now."

"Okay... Okay."

"Stay on the line with me."

But two gun shots made her panic and she dropped the phone. "Jon?" She croaked, desperate to hear his voice.

But nothing. Not a word.

"Mrs. Taylor, was that a gun shot? Hello?"

As Alex approached the door, she held her hand over her mouth to silence her breathing. She pressed her ear against the door, her eyes closed as she asked his name again.

"Jon?"

Just as she unlocked the door, Finn bolted right through it and the two were left staring at one another. Through Alex's teary gaze she saw Jon on the floor, the obvious victim from the gun shots she heard. He wasn't moving and Alex could have sworn she saw blood forming around his body. She was panicking.

Finn had a sick, twisted look on his face as he crept into the bathroom. Alex held the gun up, pointing right in his face but he didn't back down. He smiled.

"You won't shoot me, darling."

Her stomach turned and tears streamed down her face as he came even closer, noticing her cell phone. He glanced at the number and his smile soon fell.

Before she even had the chance to pull the trigger, he leaped forward and grabbed her by both arms, knocking her out by slamming her head against the tub.

He didn't have too long a time before the police would show up, but for a moment he held Alex' unconscious body in his arms- stroking away the blood from her head.

If this was one of the last moments he was going to have with her, he was going to take it.

But ultimately their last moment together would be before he had to kill her.