Pushing The Limit

Part 3

Vengeance

By Nick Maro

Coming down the stairs, Stormer heard Pizzazz grunting as she threw punches at the heavy bag. This was Stormer's first time in the new workout room since the new mansion had been built. It looked just like the original room. Pizzazz punched the bag with all her strength. The bag jumped and swung back only to be hit again. Stormer stood a few feet behind her half sister. "Phyllis, maybe you should stop now," she said quietly.

"Now why should I do that? I'm still pissed." Pizzazz looked at Stormer in one of the many mirrors that lined the walls.

Stormer moved closer and stopped Pizzazz's next punch. "Look at your knuckles." Stormer turned the back of her hand to Pizzazz. They were scratched and bloody. "Come on, I'll fix you up. Don't want your knuckles to get infected."

Pizzazz wiped the blood off on her shirt and shook her head. "It's nothing." She began punching the bag again, making new cuts appear on her hands and new blood stains on the bag. Stormer stepped behind the bag and held it for her. Pizzazz smiled slightly and began punching harder. Stormer braced herself with each punch Pizzazz threw. The shock of each punch jolted her back slightly. She dug her heels into the soft mat and held the bag in place.

As she threw one last punch, Pizzazz's fist slipped off of the bag and hit Stormer in the face. Stormer fell back from the impact and looked up dazed. Pizzazz ran and helped her half sister up. "I'm so sorry, Mary! I didn't mean to do that. Are you okay?" She lifted Stormer's chin to look at it in the better light.

"I'm fine. It's was just an accident. Now why were you punishing yourself like that? Why bloody up your knuckles?"

"I-I don't know. I just saw how spiteful and full of hate Madison was on TV. I felt responsible for her being like that. She was one of the sweetest people I had ever known. I remembered my last words to her were very mean and cruel. That was only because I was hurting inside. It's exactly how I lashed out at the world for feeling abandoned by my mother and David." Pizzazz sat next to Stormer on the mat. She started slowly wiping the blood from her knuckles. She then looked up at her childhood friend. "I'm not a bad person am I?"

Stormer hugged Pizzazz tightly. "For a long time you were angry and full of rage. I don't like to think of you or any of us as bad, misguided perhaps, but we're beyond all that now. Redemption is tough, Phyllis. I say ask for forgiveness again from Madison. Who knows, she may have seen the error of her ways. What happened to me was intentional but at the same time it was an accident. I'm not angry at her, in fact, I kind of pity her."

"I don't pity her. I understand where she's coming from and I feel very responsible. All she wanted to do was be my friend." Pizzazz stopped picking at the flesh that was scratched off on her knuckles. "I just want to know why you always stuck with me. I was a complete bitch to you when you came back from England."

"Believe it or not, I saw how relieved you were when I returned. I knew we were best friends, just not how close. I just let you think you were tough when you were really just dying to hug me and cry on my shoulder. Remember when I said I saw pictures in the carpeting when we first met?" Pizzazz nodded as she thought back to that memory. "Well I'd always seen some kind of inner beauty in everything. Admit it that carpet was just plain ugly." Despite herself Pizzazz chuckled. "But what I'm trying to say is that no matter how ugly your attitude was, I saw your inner beauty and friendship."

Pizzazz wiped a tear from her cheek. "You've always been the wisest one of The Misfits. I'm so glad that you're my sister. Come on, let's bandage up my knuckles and get a better look at your chin." She and Stormer went to the adjoining shower room. Stormer pulled out the first aid kit and started cleaning Pizzazz's hands.

She wrapped the bandage around Pizzazz's knuckles in silence. Once finished she broke the quiet with the question both women were asking themselves. "What are we going to do about Kevin Ross? He's been a constant thorn in our side for the longest time. He's bound to influence Illegal Limit somehow into tormenting us. Any ideas?"

"No," Pizzazz said after a few moments of thinking. "That was another reason why I was so angry. That rat bastard is out of jail. Lack of evidence my ass. He blew up my freakin' home! He manipulated the lives of us both. I just can't wait until I get my hands on him."

"I think all of us feel the same, Phyllis." Stormer put the first aid kit away. "Let's get back upstairs and discuss what we're going to do." Pizzazz and Stormer walked up the stairs from the basement where David and Kimber were talking with Roxy and Jetta. Together they discussed what to do next.

The door to the Starlight Mansion opened a crack and then opened fully. Jerrica smiled at her friend Giselle Dvorak. "Danse! What a pleasant and unexpected surprise. Come in and tell me what brings you all the way over here."

"Thank you, Jerrica." Danse followed the head of Starlight Music to the living room. "I came to tell you that the Zagreb Ballet Troupe is coming back to the Los Angeles area next week. Stefan is in charge of the troupe since Victor Crosarch was arrested. But that's not the big news. My father is coming with. He says he may have a lead to where my mother disappeared to."

"That's wonderful news, Danse! I hope everything goes well." Jerrica stood to leave the room. "Can I get you anything to drink?"

Danse shook her head no and pulled a flyer out of her briefcase for the dance troupe. "It's okay, Jerrica, I wanted to discuss something with you first. Stefan was telling me that some of the members of the troupe were present for your concert in Zagreb. I was hoping that you could hold another concert for the troupe the day before their premier at the Ballet Center."

Jerrica sat back down and looked the flyer over. "I'm not sure if I could arrange a concert on such short notice. I'm now helping Rio manage Starlight Music's new group, the Limp Lizards. The actually won based on their cult following, but they need a lot of help in the studio. Rio and I have been coaching them everyday. I don't really have the time. I'm sorry, Danse."

"It's okay I just thought I'd ask. But I do have some tickets for yourself and everyone else for the first night show. I hope you can make it." Danse handed the envelopes with the tickets to her.

Jerrica accepted the envelope and thought for a moment. "Thank you for the tickets, but I was just thinking. Have you thought of asking David? I'm sure he'd help you out any way he could. I can tell you right now that Jem and The Holograms would definitely love to play at the concert. I can agree to that."

Danse's face brightened at the suggestion. "I didn't think of that. Thanks. I'll call him later tonight."

"Not a problem. Why don't you stay for dinner? It'll be nice to catch up, that is if you have the time." Jerrica smiled when Danse agreed and they talked for a while before dinner was served.

Roxy entered the hi-rise apartment building and walked up to the receptionist desk. She set her computer tower down and got her attention. "Hi, I'm here to see Techrat. I believe he's expecting me. Roxy Pelligrini."

The receptionist looked up from her magazine with a confused look. "Tech rat?" She looked at the names of the occupants of the building. "Oh, you must mean Mr. Peters. Yes, just take the elevator on the right. That will take you directly up to Mr. Peters' penthouse. Have a good evening, Ms. Pelligrini."

"Right you too. Thanks." Roxy picked up her computer and walked to the elevator the receptionist pointed out to her. The doors opened automatically as she approached them. She entered the car and the doors slid shut silently. The elevator began moving quickly and quietly up to the penthouse. The car stopped after a few moments and the doors opened to reveal a spacious penthouse suite. The walls were bare and there were just the minimum of furniture. "Techrat? It's Roxy. Where the devil are you?" Her voice slightly echoed in the room.

Techrat entered the room from a side room. "Hello, Roxy. How is everything?"

"Everything is fine. How's the production company coming? I talked to Clash and she said that it was moving along. I can't wait to make a video with you guys." After a moment of brief awkward silence Roxy set her computer down. "So, when did you get this penthouse? I didn't think you got enough from Misfits Music to pay for something like this."

"If you must know my parents died in a car crash just recently and I inherited their entire fortune. Clash said I should live in luxury for once. I'd actually prefer a place where I could come and go without being watched. Like the Rat's Lair, but that's been seized by the government. I guess I'll stay here for a while then find someplace new." Techrat walked over to the computer. "Now let's see what's affecting your machine, shall we?" He lifted the computer and went into the room he had just come from.

Roxy followed Techrat into what once looked to be the master bedroom. The bed was gone and there were makeshift work tables lining the walls. The room was brightly lit by the stacked TV monitors tuned to various news stations. On one of the tables were dozens of inventions that Techrat was currently working on. To this day she was amazed at what he could do.

Techrat set the computer on a work table. He removed the shell from the frame and looked at the hard drives and disk drives. He then hooked the machine up to a monitor, keyboard and attached a power cord. He flipped the switch and turned on the computer. "If you want I can upgrade your machine tonight to top of the line." Techrat sat and waited for the machine to fully boot up.

"I thought this was top of the line. I just bought it last month." Roxy sat on a stool next to him. "Sometimes I hate technology, it moves too damn fast for me."

"Then I'll upgrade you tonight. It won't take too long." Techrat went silent when the computer finished booting up. He went straight into the diagnostics of the computer. It came up clean and read no problems detected. He grabbed a CD and put it into the disc drive. The anti-virus program began installing itself. After it finished, he ran the program and waited silently.

Roxy got up off the stool and looked around the workshop. "I'll let you work in peace. Mind if I watch TV in the living room?"

"Be my guest. There's some beer in the fridge and some snacks. You're welcomed to both. I'll work faster without you watching over my shoulder," Techrat said without looking up at her.

"Thanks." Roxy left the room leaving Techrat to do his magic. She went to the refrigerator and grabbed a beer. She then went into the living room and found the remote. She sat in the recliner and started flipping channels looking for anything to watch. After flipping channels for about five minutes she decided to watch an old eighties teen comedy movie.

"Roxy, I've found your problem," Techrat finally called from the workroom. She went into the room and looked at the monitor. A file was highlighted and she gave a Techrat a questioning look. He motioned to the seat she was sitting in before. "Apparently this is your problem. It's a virus that's been downloaded as a file. Do you remember of any place you could've downloaded it from?"

Roxy gave Techrat another confused look. "No. But I did visit some local music site not too long ago. It asked me if I wanted to download a sample of some local bands. I did and the file checked out clean by my machine. Could that be it?"

Techrat thought for a moment. "Perhaps, I'm thinking that maybe this virus piggybacked on the file. It attached itself to the file and hid itself in another directory. It's not fully active but it is the cause of your repeated crashes. I put the virus on an old hard drive of mine. Shall we see what it does?"

"Yeah, I'm curious about this as much as you are."

Upon clicking on the file the screen on the computer went black. Seconds later in bold red letters a message appeared. Your computer has been hacked by Graphix. Ha! Ha! Ha!

Roxy and Techrat gave each other a puzzled look. "Hmmm, looks like there's a new hacker in town. But from the looks of it all this hacker did was make a harmless program and cause a few headaches. I'm installing a few counter measures to your computer. You won't be hassled by them again. I'll have the upgrades finished by the morning. I'll drop it off at your place then."

"Thanks, Techrat. I owe you." Roxy put her jacket on and changed the subject. "So, what are you going to do with your new found fortune?"

"Nothing."

"What? What do you mean nothing?"

Techrat looked up from his upgrading Roxy's computer. "Just what I said nothing, I never asked for their money. I only use what I need for food, rent and new equipment. That's all." He gave her a serious look. "If you want I can sign most of the fortune over to you. I don't want or need it."

Roxy stared at him in shock. "No. No thank you. I'm just surprised to hear someone say this."

"Yes. Well, Constance is always saying I'm full of surprises." Techrat turned back to the computer and started working again. "Forgive me for not walking you to the elevator. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Sure thing, Techrat." Roxy turned to face him in the doorway. "Thanks again." She walked through the penthouse suite to the elevator and couldn't believe that he didn't want his inheritance.

Yukio set the platter of tea on the coffee table. She then sat on the arm of the couch David and Pizzazz were on. She looked at Danse and motioned to the tea gracefully. David cleared his throat and started pouring tea for everyone. "Thank you, Yukio. Now Danse, Jerrica called me after you left and told me what you asked her. She said you were too nervous to ask on the phone. Phyllis and I discussed it and we think we can do it. It's very short notice but I can pull a few strings and grease the right palms for it to happen on time."

Danse almost knocked over the tea pot leaning over the table to hug David and then Pizzazz. "Thank you so very much! This means so much to me." She sat back and smiled widely. "So who do you have in mind to play? Jerrica already agreed to have Jem and The Holograms and the Limp Lizards play. So who do you have in mind?"

"Well, The Misfits and Suzaku are a definite, but I'll have to talk to Eric about The Stingers performing." David turned to Pizzazz. "Anyone you want to perform?"

"Illegal Limit," she said quietly and slightly nervous.

David looked at Pizzazz in mild shock. "But why? After what they did to Mary? Why?"

Pizzazz answered in a quiet voice. "I feel like I'm responsible for Madison turning out the way she did. I want to make it up to her any way I can. You taught me that forgiveness is the best solution. I want her forgiveness and I hope this is a start."

David glanced at Danse then at Yukio. He turned back to Pizzazz and put his hand on her shoulder. "Okay. I'll get in touch with Kevin Ross in the morning. I'm proud of you, Phyllis. You're admitting what you've done is wrong and trying to set everything right. Sometimes that's the toughest thing in the world to do."

Before anyone could say another word, Stormer came running into the room slightly out of breath. "Ph-phyllis come qu-quick! There's so-something o-on the news you g-gotta see!" She ran back out of the room before Pizzazz could say anything.

"I'll be right back." Pizzazz got off the couch and jogged to the entertainment room. She found Stormer flipping news channels. "What's so important?"

Stormer finally stopped on a news channel that was doing a report on a murder. "Just watch and listen."

"…earlier this morning, neighbors discovered the body of Monica Goldwyn. According to investigators, Ms. Goldwyn was stabbed to death twenty-seven times outside her home. Her body was discovered by a neighbor jogging by her home. An investigation is under way." Stormer turned the television off and looked at the stunned Pizzazz.

"oh my god," was all Pizzazz could say.

Stormer turned and looked at Pizzazz. "I'm sorry."

Pizzazz looked at Stormer waking from her dazed shock. "What for?"

"Monica being murdered. She was your friend, right?"

"No. She was never truly my friend. She just used me so I could be the butt of her jokes and so she could mock me. I was no better than her with the way I treated you, Mary. I despised her, but I never wished this kind of harm to her. I feel awful." Pizzazz sat next to Stormer. "Do me a favor. Come with me to wake for Monica. I feel I should at least say good bye."

Stormer hugged Pizzazz lightly and whispered in her ear. "Of course I will."

Pizzazz let out a deep breath and put her hand on the door handle. She glanced over her shoulder at Stormer for reassurance. Pizzazz slowly opened the door to the funeral parlor and entered. There was a sign pointing the direction where Monica's wake was being held. Pizzazz and Stormer quietly followed the arrow and entered the small room. There were a handful of mourners in the room. Some sitting quietly, some were talking softly away from the casket.

Pizzazz and Stormer walked up to an older couple who were talking to a gray haired woman. They couldn't see the woman's face, but Pizzazz suspected who it was. She kept her eyes on Monica's parents and cleared her throat. "Excuse me Mister and Missus Goldwyn. I'm not sure if you remember us. But I'm—"

"Phyllis Gabor and Mary Phillips!" Mrs. Goldwyn quietly exclaimed. "I haven't seen you in ages. In fact I was just telling Madison here that wakes are almost like little reunions. It's amazing how sad events bring old friends back together. Monica always told new friends how she knew you and Mary in high school."

"Well, I'm sorry that we had to see you again like this. I wish could've been under happier circumstances." Pizzazz kept glancing at Madison out of the corner of her eye. "Now if you'll excuse me, I just want to say my farewells to Monica." Mister and Mrs. Goldwyn smiled and nodded. They thanked Stormer and Pizzazz for showing up again.

Pizzazz knelt before the casket and closed her eyes. She spoke softly so that only she could hear. "Monica, I just wanted to say that you were never a bad person. I don't know if you ever regretted treating me the way you did, but I forgive you. Good bye, my friend." Pizzazz stood and let Stormer kneel in her place. She walked past Madison and lightly grabbed her upper arm. "You and I need to talk in private. It's important."

Madison answered without looking at Pizzazz. "Fine. Coffee room in five minutes."

Stormer now joined Pizzazz at her side. Pizzazz let go of Madison's arm. "Five minutes it is." The two women went back to Monica's parents and spoke to them for a few moments. They talked about the few good memories Pizzazz had with Monica. Pizzazz excused herself and Stormer when the five minutes were up.

The two friends entered the coffee room to find Madison was leaning against the wall holding a cup of coffee. Pizzazz went to the pot and poured herself a cup. Stormer sat in a chair and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Maddie, I'm sorry. I've been looking back at what I've done to you. I was lashing out at you because I felt abandoned by my brother and mother. I know I treated you like shit and I'm sorry. Now to make up for this, I'm offering you a chance to perform with The Misfits, Jem and The Holograms, The Stingers and a few other bands on Saturday." Pizzazz held her hand out for Madison. "What do you say?"

Madison looked at Pizzazz's hand then at Stormer in the chair. She shook Pizzazz's hand slowly. "I say I'm sorry for almost seriously hurting Mary and you're forgiven." She pulled Pizzazz into a tight hug. "I'm sorry too, Phyllis."

Stormer broke the embrace between the two and hugged Madison. "It's okay. All that happened was I got smooth forearms." She felt Madison giggle softly.

Pizzazz gave Madison a business card. "Call my brother David tomorrow. He'll tell you what needs to be done to perform at the concert. Okay?"

"Yeah, thanks again, Phyllis." Madison put the card in her purse. Pizzazz and Stormer began to leave. "Oh, Phyllis I'm glad we're friends again."

"Me too, Maddie." Pizzazz gave her old friend a wide smile.

David slammed the phone down in frustration and swore under his breath. He'd been trying to book an arena for the concert and kept finding them all already booked. He was starting to think he'd have to tell Danse that he couldn't do it after all. He dialed another number, spoke to a booking agent and found that the arena was booked. "Dammit!" he yelled hanging up the phone. He crossed off a name on a list.

"Having trouble, son?" Evelyn asked from the doorway of his office. She smiled when he looked up. "It's about the concert you agreed to help Danse with, isn't it?" David nodded woodenly. "Well, I've been thinking. Is this a public concert?"

"No. It's just for the dance troupe. Lindsey Pierce said that she might stop by to do an interview with Danse and the troupe before the show." David rubbed his weary eyes then looked up at his mother. "What's your idea?"

Evelyn sat in the chair opposite of David's desk where she gave him a knowing motherly smirk. "Call Richard Xanthos, I'm sure he'd love to help you out."

Looking up at his mother slowly David just smiled. "I feel so stupid for not thinking of that. Thanks, Mom. You've saved me a headache." He picked up the phone and called the philanthropist.

The Zagreb Ballet Troupe gathered in Richard Xanthos' personal auditorium. They were all excited to be in America and to see a private concert. Backstage was pure chaos with the stagehands running back and forth relaying last minute instructions. There were to be no pyrotechnics on the account of the stage being smaller than an arena stage. The Limp Lizards opened up the show. The ballet troupe enjoyed them but they were really looking forward to seeing Jem perform.

Illegal Limit was finishing up their set with The Stingers to perform next. Madison went backstage and thanked Pizzazz again for the chance to perform. Pizzazz talked with Madison for a few moments then had to excuse herself to get ready for The Misfits' set.

"Madison, are you seriously being nice to Pizzazz? What happened to making her pay?" Thorn asked when Pizzazz shut the door to her dressing room. She gave the lead singer a confused look.

"Just trust me, Thorn. They're all gonna pay. I'm giving them a taste of their own medicine." Madison turned to face the three women. "Gemini, did you bring what I asked?"

The twins held up a bag. "Just as you asked, I suggest we get started right away."

Madison smiled and opened the bag. She quietly explained to Thorn what to do. The four women casually made their way to The Misfits' instruments and began to tamper with them. The Stingers were wrapping up their set. Illegal Limit quickly hid behind some crates and watched as The Misfits came out of their dressing room to thank them for showing up. Suzaku got on stage to perform while The Misfits discussed quickly what songs they were going to do.

"Just pick up the fucking instruments all ready!" Thorn mumbled in quiet impatience.

The Misfits finally agreed on what to play and picked up their instruments to do one final tuning check. Each instrument fell apart in their hands. Illegal Limit each began laughing hard. Madison accidentally knocked a crate over in her laughter. The Misfits each turned and glared at the four laughing women.

"I fucking knew it," Pizzazz said full of suspicion. "I knew it was too easy, but that fucking settles it. I'm not taking their shit anymore." She started walking towards Madison. "Hey! Maddie! That tears it. I apologized and you accepted. Now you pull some kind of bullshit prank on us like this? I don't fucking think so. This isn't grade school, bitch. This is my life!"

David ran up and got between Pizzazz and Madison. "Pizzazz calm down. This isn't how we settle things."

Pizzazz glared at her brother. "David, I tried it your way. It didn't work. Now we do it my way. This bitch is toast."

Madison smirked at Pizzazz trying to hide her amusement. "Get used to it, Phyllis. You hurt me now I'll spend the rest of my li—Oof!" Madison was cut off as Pizzazz punched her in the face. She looked at the green haired woman in surprise. Pizzazz threw another punch but Madison was able to side step it.

Thorn smiled at the fight that was starting and looked at Roxy with a predatory grin. She kicked Roxy in the face. "Now then, as for my beef with you, you stupid bitch. After you left Tone Deaf, my brother committed suicide blaming you as the reason. He said in his letter that because you left the band was failing. His dream died because you had to live out your selfish dreams. He was the lead singer. Not that you'd care." She went to kick Roxy again, but she caught the kick and flipped Thorn on her back.

Jumping on top of Thorn, Roxy pinned the other woman's arms down. "Y'know, you are so fucking stupid. You're basing your vengeance on me because your talentless brother killed himself? Fucking hell woman, you make all of the dumb shit I've done in my life seem ingenious. You're just stu—ack!" Thorn headbutted her in the jaw, silencing her. Roxy was shoved off of Thorn landing on her butt. She kicked behind Thorn's knee sending the woman crashing down.

Roxy got to her feet at the same time as Thorn did and both women ran at the other. Thorn knocked Roxy into a stack of crates ramming her shoulder into Roxy's midsection. She punched Roxy in the stomach, who countered by driving both of her fists into Thorn's back. Thorn let out a breath of air but didn't fall. Instead, she wrapped her arms around Roxy's waist and flipped her backwards. Roxy landed on her knees and looked up at the charging woman. She quickly got to her feet and leapt at Thorn sending her flying through a set of stacked instruments. Thorn started to get back up, but fell back weakly.

Roxy fell to her knees out of breath before she got up and walked over to where Thorn lay. She looked down at the dazed woman. "And stay down. Y'know what? Fuck it." Roxy punched the woman a final time, knocking her out. She found a bottle of vodka and sat down before taking a long drink.

Madison and Pizzazz fought past where Roxy and Thorn had finished their fight. Pizzazz kicked Madison in the gut sending her backwards into a speaker. Yukio began running towards Madison but Pizzazz waved her off and the ninja slowly stopped. Madison took advantage of Pizzazz's brief distraction and grabbed her by the waist. She flipped Pizzazz through the curtain onto the open stage. Pizzazz shook her head to clear it and saw Madison charging. She elbowed Madison in the gut and stomped on her foot. Pizzazz punched Madison in the jaw again causing her to fall back into Hitomi's drum set.

Pizzazz jumped at Madison while screaming at the top of her lungs. Madison weakly kicked at her. She pushed Madison's leg out of the way. Madison rolled out of the way and tried getting up to attack again. She fell on her back. Pizzazz got to her feet and fell backwards on her backside. The two women glared daggers at each other.

Stormer and Jetta ran out and helped Pizzazz to her feet. Gemini came out at the same time to help Madison. The four women stared at each other and came to a silent understanding. Slowly Jetta and Stormer helped Pizzazz to her feet while Gemini did the same with Madison. They left the stage without saying a word.

Backstage David and Yukio helped Roxy to her feet. Gemini helped Thorn up after they laid Madison down. Gemini nodded politely to The Misfits. Jetta looked at Stormer. "Shouldn't we be stoppin' them or somethin'?"

"No. Let them take care of Thorn and Madison. Gemini didn't do anything. They're innocent for now." Stormer accepted a bouquet of flowers meant for Pizzazz. She handed them over and read the card to Pizzazz. "Looks like your biggest fan sends his regards again, Pizzazz."

Pizzazz held an icepack to her forehead. "Gotta admire loyalty like that." She looked at David. "I'm glad that Jem decided to play despite the fight."

"Yeah, me too."

Pizzazz sat up a little and looked ashamed. "Listen, David. I'm sorry about what just happened, but Madison just knew what buttons to push. Plus I don't think we're done with Illegal Limit. I mean, Kevin Ross is supporting them now and we all know how he feels about us."

David knelt by his sister. "Yeah, I know. Why do I think our lives have just gotten more interesting?"

Kimber sat with Stormer in the aviary at Richard Xanthos' Estate. "So what did you need to talk to me about, Kimber?"

Kimber got off the bench and started pacing. "I don't know how to say this. It's just difficult. You're my best friend and I can tell you anything. So, well, I might as well just say it. I'm late."

Stormer looked at Kimber confused. "Late?"

"Yeah, you know, late." She sat next to Stormer and took her hand in hers. "I think I'm pregnant." Stormer felt the blood drain from her face.

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