(Started writing a new fic, along with Angel, so, tell me what you think about it! read and review please!)

NOT MINE, NOT MAKING ANY MONEY! IT'S JUST FOR FUN!

Madam

Jeanne Ellen Borrows gave her employer a look, she couldn't believe what they had just told her, just ignore it?! Ignore all the calls, all the letters, all the article of clothing that had been sent to them. What was wrong with them?!

"I'm not going to ignore it!" Jeanne snapped walking up to the person sitting on a white couch, "For fuck's sake, this monster broke into your home, which is second safest place on earth, next to Fort Knox! I'm not going to ignore it! If you plan on going on this tour in the United States, you're going to need security with you."

The person on the couch lifted a fine china cup up to their lips, took a sip of the fruit flavored tea, and then put the cup back on the saucer. They could feel Jeanne become more irritated with each passing second. The person lifted the cup up again, paused halfway and said, "Okay, you get to choose the security firm that watches over me, arrange for a meeting soon, I would like this situation to be ratified as quickly as possible, I want to start my tour as soon as possible."

Jeanne exhaled the breath of air she was holding and said, "You're lucky I was in the butt kicking business, before I became your manager, I know a group that'll protect you to a tee, just don't tell them that I said that, it'll go right to their heads."

The person inclined their head in understanding and said, "I won't Jeanne, they already know that they are the best at what they do."

Jeanne blinked and said to the person on the couch, "I hate when you do that, you become more eccentric, with every passing day."

"I apologize if I unsettle you, Jeanne," The person said, placing the tea cup on the coffee table in front of them, "It is as natural to me, as breathing is natural to you."

"You don't unsettle me, you just act weird sometime." Jeanne said, taking out her phone, "I'll call them today and see if they can make a meeting with us by the end of this week."

"Good," The person said, getting up, "Be sure to tell them that I would like to be in a relaxed setting for the meeting, and that I like strawberry flavored tea. Thursday will be a good day to meet them, at noon."

Jeanne pinched her brow in frustration and said, "I shouldn't even bother to call them, since you already know what they're going to say and ask to me!"

The person smiled and said, "I apologize again, Jeanne, pardon me, I am going down to the studio to compose a few new songs."

Jeanne shook her head and dialed the number she knew quite well, time to meet up again with some old buddies.

(~~~~~~~~~~~~~)

Carlos 'Ranger' Manoso sat at his desk in his office, staring down at the number on his personal cell phone. It had been a while since he had gotten a call from Jeanne Ellen. She had left the United States two years back, to take up a gig as a manager for some famous person in Europe. it had been a huge leap from bounty hunting to becoming a manager. He was happy for her, but this was pretty weird to be getting a call from the woman.

Carlos pressed the green answer button on the screen and pressed the phone up to his ear and said, "Jeanne."

"Hello Carlos, it's been a while since I've talked to you," Jeanne's voice said through the other end, "I'm calling you for business, not for personal reasons."

Carlos leaned forward in his office chair and placed an elbow on the cherry wood desk in front of him, "What do you need Jeanne, I'll be more than happy to help you out."

"Well, my employer needs security, she wants to go on a tour in the United States, but well, it's best if we met in person to talk about it, this is something I don't want to speak over the phone about." Jeanne said, her voice pinched with frustration, "Can we meet this week?"

Carlos looked down at the planner in front of him, he had Thursday free, that would be a good day to meet Jeanne and discuss this plan, "I can meet Thursday-"

"At noon?" Jeanne asked her voice filled with amusement.

"I was just going to say that, is there anything I should do to prepare for you?" Carlos asked listening to Jeanne make a scoffing sound.

"Yeah, my employer enjoys strawberry flavored tea, and wants to meet you in a relaxing setting, nothing chaotic." Jeanne said to Carlos, "We'll be at the airport on Thursday morning, Newark International, please come pick us up."

"Okay Jeanne, I'll come personally to get you and your employer," Carlos said before he gave Jeanne a quick goodbye and hung up the phone.

Carlos leaned back in his seat, this seemed like it was going to be a big job, a long job too, a music tour throughout the United States, and he was pretty sure that Jeanne's employer was a musician. This was going to be interesting.

Carlos pulled the office phone to him, and dialed the office number of the other co-owner of Rangeman, Tank. He answered in one ring with a, "What's up Ranger?"

"Jeanne Ellen called me, she says her employer needs security for a tour they want to do in the United States, it sounds like a big opportunity, and you did say that you wanted to expand Rangeman into something more than just a company that handles security to personal and private homes."

Tank was silent for a moment and then he said, "This does sound like a good plan, you already set up a meeting with them?"

"Thursday, at noon," Carlos said picking up his personal phone and looking through it, "Jeanne's employer wants to meet us in a relaxed setting; I say we rent out some furniture and set up one of the empty conference room into a sitting area, we really should set something up like that in a more permanent setting."

Tank grunted his agreement and then said, "I'll call Ella and see if she could pick out some pieces, and arrange the conference room."

"Tell her to find some strawberry flavored tea, Jeanne's employer likes that." Carlos said, making Tank chuckle.

"They sound like a diva, wonder if it's a woman?" Tank said out loud, "No, they wouldn't be able to handle Jeanne, it has to be a man with the finer taste in life."

Carlos chuckled and said, "I have to get ready for the meeting, I'll call you in a bit, so we can hash out a package plan for them."

Carlos hung the phone up and began to work out some details, this could be the leap that Rangeman had been looking for.

(~~~~~~~~~~)

Jeanne walked down a small set of stairs and into a dimly lit studio. The studio walls were bare, painted a white color. The floor was made from bamboo. The only things in the room were several instruments, a music stand and a chair. Jeanne walked over to the figure crouched over piano, writing down notes on bare music sheet.

"Well, we'll leave tomorrow from Paris," Jeanne said to the person, as they continued to write notes down, "Be ready to leave at 7 in the morning, you want me to call the maid to pack an overnight bag for you?"

"Yes please, thank you Jeanne," The person said, never looking up from writing notes, "I am almost done with song, I think my fans will be pleased."

"All the music you write pleases them," Jeanne said sitting in the only chair in the studio, "This is a good idea, going to America for a tour, if you get positive feedback, maybe we could do a tour in the western hemisphere."

The person nodded their heads and put down the pencil they held in their hand, "Yes ,Jeanne, that could be a possibility, though I wish you would reconsider hiring a security team to follow us."

"No, you have a serious problem here, and I'm putting my foot down, there's some strange person out there sending you morbid letters and pictures, I want you safe all through this trip, and if pulling a few favors does that, then damn it, I'll do it!"

The person nodded their head and said, "You have a kind heart Jeanne, even if you do hide it under that mask of yours."

Jeanne sputtered and then said, "I'm not a kind hearted woman, I give you no slack! That was one of the first things I told you!"

"Which was why I hired you on the spot and doubled your salary." The person said, looking up from the music sheets, "You really are a kind hearted person Jeanne, no matter how hard you try not to be."

Jeanne huffed and said, "I'm going to pack and tell the maid to pack you something too, do you want some dinner, it's been a while since lunch, I'm sure you're starving."

"Not really, but you may order the pizza you want, no olives or mushrooms, I dislike them," The person said, making Jeanne give them a look, "I did not say I would not eat the food you got."

Jeanne stomped up the stairs to get her phone and order the pizza. The person in the studio smiled and went back to writing down notes. They had been working for several moments, before their phone rang, the noise bouncing off the bare white walls. The person got up and slowly walked over to where their phone lay, on a set of drums. With hesitate hands, the person picked up the phone and said out loud, "Answer Phone."

The phone clicked and then soft breathing filled the studio. All the person could hear was soft breathing.

"Please, leave me alone, I do not know what you want, but I have nothing to give you," The person said softly through the phone, their eyes hooded, "Please leave me-"

"You know what I want," A distorted voice said softly, "Don't play dumb with me, I love you, and I will have you, even if it means killing several people, I'm your biggest supporter, I was there before you were ever big…these fans don't know the struggles you went through, but I do….I will have you."

The person shook their head and said, "Please, leave me alone, stop it, where did you get this number, how did you break into my home?"

"You must be in that bare studio, your voice is bouncing off the walls, you don't sound scared, you aren't scared, are you?"

The person didn't answer, instead they just held the phone to their ear, the voice on the other side laughed and said, "You are a very brave person, you would think that after the accident-"

The person hung the phone up quickly and threw it across the room, making it break into several pieces. The person sat down in the empty chair and ran their fingers over their arms. How did that person know about that event, the accident?

(~~~~~~~~~~~~~)

Carlos drove his Porsche Cayenne up to the front of Newark International. Jeanne had called him and said to be there at 10 Am sharp, they would be waiting for him. Carlos looked around and spotted Jeanne walking out the airport, her arm entwined with another woman's arm. Jeanne looked sharp; she was wearing a dark green blouse and black dress slack. Her feet were in heels that were the same color as the blouse she wore. She had let her blond hair grow out, and now it was to her shoulders in soft curls. Her green eyes were sharp, looking out for any trouble. She held two small duffle bags in her free arm. She had on light make-up; diamond studs in her ears a simple diamond pendent and a ring on her left hand that was covered in diamonds. Jeanne was whispering to everyone around her, that she was rich, guess being the manager to a musician really did pay off.

The woman attached to Jeanne, however, did not look rich. She was wearing a pair of faded jeans that had were ripped and frayed at the bottom of the cuffs. She wore a faded black t-shirt and a red jacket. She had milk chocolate skin, and long black hair that was up in a messy braid. she wore a pair of oversized black sun glasses and had no jewelry on or any make up. Carlos wondered who that woman was.

Jeanne walked up to the Cayenne with the woman, opened the back door, and helped the woman in, she tossed the duffle bags into the seat beside the woman, and climbed into the front. Jeanne turned to Carlos and then said, "Carlos, what's up?"

Carlos raised an eyebrow, and then looked in the back at the woman, who was adjusting her sunglasses. Jeanne rolled her eyes and said, "Carlos, this is my boss, her stage name is Madam, but her real name is Heidi."

"Please to meet you Carlos," Heidi said, holding her hand out for Carlos to shake, "Jeanne told me on the plane ride here, that you would be speaking to use about security for my tour."

Carlos nodded his head and then said, "Yes, Miss.-"

"Call me Heidi Carlos," Heidi said, as Carlos shook her hand, "Please, we must be off, in about 30 minutes, I-95 will become one big traffic jam."

Carlos gave Heidi a look, and Jeanne said, "Ignore her, but do what she told you, she's never wrong about anything she says."

Carlos drove the Cayenne out Newark International, and onto I-95. They had been riding the interstate for about a half-hour, when Heidi smiled and said, "I was right, we landed in traffic…"

A car crash had occurred a mile up the road, they wouldn't be moving for a while. Jeanne turned to look at Heidi, who mumbled something and bowed her head, "Hey, what did you do?"

"Someone died in that crash," Heidi said softly, her mouth in a tight line, "I was wishing their soul a peaceful trip into the afterlife."

Carlos gave Jeanne a look, and Jeanne said, "it's not my place to explain what happens around Heidi, Heidi will tell you, when she is ready to."

(~~~~~~~~~~~~~~)

Heidi smiled softly, inhaling the scent of the room she was in, it smelt nice, it felt relaxing. She turned to the two standing behind her and said, "Oh yes, what a nice room to discuss business. Please, let us sit and talk."

"Do you like the colors?" Carlos asked the woman who smiled sadly and sat down in the oversized one seater, "The woman who works for me, Ella, choose these soft colors."

Heidi pulled her sunglasses off and said looking up, "I can't see the room, Carlos, I'm blind."

Amber eyes that were dull and sightless looked into his soft brown ones. Heidi smiled and said, "if you give me some tea, I will tell you how this all happened. Please, I only want you to bring me my tea."

Jeanne sat down on a soft light blue sofa, "Bring me a cup too, since you're making Heidi one."

Carlos turned and to walk out the conference room, turned into a sitting room, but Heidi stopped him.

"Please…call the blue eyed woman, the one with the curly hair; I want her to join my security team too." Heidi said looking at Carlos, "What is her name, oh yes, Stephanie Plum. I want her."

Carlos gave Jeanne a look and asked, "Did you tell her about Stephanie?"

Jeanne shook her head and said, " Nope!Like I said, ignore Heidi, but do what she tells you to do, she's always right when she says something."

TBC….