Hello, my loves! Well, It's New Year's Eve for our Angels and their men! And I have a doozy of a flashback. It's sexy as hell...but they start to realize the danger they are all in! I wrote part of this, but Christine wrote the Phoenix & Sheamus section. Give her some love in the comments! Enjoy!
A Very Angels Holiday: Part Five - New Year's Eve
It was now New Year's Eve, and Cherry sat in Drew's living room waiting for him to change his clothes, or actually put some clothes on. She smiled and bit her lip thinking about of the hot love they had made over the last week. She was sad that was coming to an end. She knew in a couple of days she would be telling their Angels family about their love affair.
She hoped there would be no repercussions for them being together and hoped they would all understand why she kept it secret for so long. But honestly, she didn't care about any consequences. Cherry was madly in love with Drew and felt no shame in what they had been doing for the past year. She wanted nothing more but to be with him forever. She smiled at the Christmas memory of when he gave her the Angel ring. "It's a promise to my special Angel that you are forever mine and I am forever yours."
She was wearing a short slinky red dress with a plunging neckline. Whenever she wore red, she knew how the night would end. This thought had her licking her lips. She wondered what he was going to wear tonight. She loved it when Drew would spiffy up in a suit and tie. She loved it when he wore a kilt when he dressed up or those sinfully low riding blue jeans with a t-shirt when he was casual. She loved it even more when he didn't wear a damn thing as he fucked the shit out of her. She just loved everything about that roguish, brash, arrogant, sweet, beautiful, sexy Scotsman that claimed her heart as his very own.
Then she thought about her favorite outfit she had ever seen him in. The memory made her laugh and almost cum at the same time. However, it brought up a very painful specter from Drew's past and possibly the key to the identity of his current tormentors.
Four Months Earlier - Nashville, TN
It was now September and the girls and Kevin were backstage at Smackdown at Bridgestone Arena in Nashville. They were celebrating Drew and Sheamus coming back to the blue brand. Drew had excused himself early, telling Kevin that he had a few interviews early the next day. Cherry saw the wink he gave her as he went to the elevator.
She shivered as she knew that was her queue. Drew would be waiting for her at her house. She said as she excused herself, "Ladies, I gotta run. I have a few files to go over." Lady and Christine only looked at each other, then back to her with a knowing look. "Yeah, of course you do. You go get those files, girlfriend! Hope you're able to handle the…load.", Christine laughed as her eyes went to the Irishman coming out of the shower room.
Cherry shot back., "And you're undressing him with your eyes." Christine smiled, "Yes, I am. Good thing he's only got a towel on. Easy peasy." Cherry rolled her eyes and bent down to whisper to Lady, "And you? Had a sip of Irish whiskey lately?" Lady popped her on the butt and quipped, "Oh my god! Shut up and get outta here!"
Cherry drove home, smiling when she saw the lights on and the dark blue Denali in her driveway. The door was already open when she came up the front steps. There he was, sitting on her black leather couch. All six foot five and a half hot and sexy as hell inches of him. Drew leaned back on the soft leather, his feet up on the armrest, wearing a pair of his usual low riding dark jeans and a black button-down shirt already half open, exposing his muscular, hairy chest.
She tried to play it cool and casual, even though seeing him always set off butterflies in her tummy, "Oh. Hey Drew. I thought you had early interviews tomorrow. " He smirked, "I may have told Kevin a wee fib, my Love." He stretched out, now opening his legs. She exhaled loudly and her eyes immediately went to the large bulge in his jean as he said, "And you did hand me a key ta yer place. I figured we could have some coffee."
She snickered, "Yeah. Sure. Coffee. I'm a tea drinker. You know that." Cherry already was blushing at the smirking Scotsman. She waved her hand by her face, "It's hot in here. Are you hot?" Drew's gaze intensified as he nodded, "Very hot, my Love." She walked by him saying, "Well, I can turn the fans on. Let me just…" Drew didn't give her time to think. She squealed with delight as he grabbed her hands and pulled her down, laying her on top of him, between his open legs.
She put up a vain struggle to resists his kisses and demanding hands, "Drew, uh...oh god!" He whispered as his kisses started heating up her neck, "Shhh. Damn it, I missed this. I hated it being away from you all week, but I made a big decision. That's why I've been in Tampa all week." She was curious, "Oh? A big decision?" He said as he started working on the buttons of her blouse, "I've already put the house in Tampa up fer sale and my moving Pod is here at my new place."
She gasped as he pushed the blouse off her shoulders, "Wait! What are you saying, Drew?" He looked up at her as he started caressing her breasts over her red lace bra, "I'm moving to Nashville. I found a place not far from yours. I love it here. The music, the food, all of it. And I'll be close to you." She was flabbergasted. They had never talked about this before. She said, "But Drew, you were happy in Florida. All your friends are there." He looked up at her, "But yer not there, my Love."
Cherry moaned loudly as Drew started sucking her nipples through the lacy material, his beard tickling her skin below. He pulled her closer to him, now their lips feverishly met. Their tongues started their familiar dance as his fingers started fumbling on the button and zipper on her jeans. She needed a rational moment to process this life changing information he just gave her. But she couldn't comprehend anything while her hands were on his warm, hairy chest.
She pulled from him, sighing. He asked, "What's up? Did I do something wrong?" She was flummoxed trying to collect her thoughts, "No. I...uh..." He cupped her cheek, "Don't be nervous or upset." He smiled that damn, beautiful, dimpled, distracting smile and kissed her again. She pushed at him, "What's Kevin and the girls going to say?"
Drew laughed as he leaned his head back against the couch, "Ah, Kevin! The joker to my Batman!" She insisted, ""I'm serious, Drew. They will be even more suspicious of us than there already are now." He pulled her back on his lap, "I don't think the girls will care. Kevin's got his eye on Christina." She said, "Oh, more than his eyes…" He laughed, "And Christine will just mess with me more, Love. And it's fine. She's a challenge. I can handle her. I honestly enjoy that she's with Sheamo. He needs someone like her. But I need you. I need to be with you, Love."
Cherry only sighed, kissing Drew again. She bit her bottom lip and said, "Oh what the hell!" She slowly unhooked her bra and dropped it on the floor, exposing herself to him, as Drew's eyes grew lusty. "God's, yer so beautiful. Yer so mine.", he groaned as his hands ran down her arms and up around her breasts. Now the kisses grew hot again, as Cherry finished unbuttoning Drew's shirt and slid it off his shoulders. She whispered, "You said you were hot...right?", and she nibbled his earlobe.
Drew kicked off his boots, "'I'm not gonna make love to ya on a couch." He got up, picking her up as she yelped and laughed, "I'd rather have ya in bed. It's much more comfortable for ya when I fuck ya senseless." When they reached her upstairs bedroom, Drew again kissed her, his hands now taking her pants off, leaving her in her panties.
Cherry batted her green eyes at Drew, "You know, I might get cold, Baby." As he spoke, Drew started to unbutton his jeans, "Well, well! I guess I'll warm ya up. " She giggled again, "What? Oh my god! You're such a dork!" He acted shocked, "Me, a dork? I expect Christine ta call me that." She said, "And I think she's right. A big, sexy, hung, Scottish dork." "Come here and kiss me, my Love" Drew said, pulling her to him, both of them pushing his jeans down his hips.
Drew whispered, "Cherry! Yer so fucking hot, Baby.", as he picked her up and set her in bed. After he got his jeans off, he stood for a moment at the foot of the bed. She writhed in arousal, "You're so handsome standing there." She sighed as he crawled to her, "Damn it." She closed her eyes as he yanked her panties off.
She shuddered as she felt his lips and beard on her thighs and stomach. When he came to her breasts, Drew started to fondle her. He said as leaned down to enjoy them, "Yer breasts are fucking magnificent!" As he kissed and suckled one breast, his hand took care of the other.
Cherry now cried out, pulling Drew closer to her, "Drew, I can't take it! I need you, Baby!" Again, they shared a kiss and she moaned as he spread her legs. He murmured, "I know, Love. Let me take care of ya." His voice was so comforting as he entered the heaven between her thighs. Drew filled her up as Cherry whimpered again. She cried as her nails left marks on his arms, "Ohgodohgodohgod! Drew! It feels so goddamn good!"
She barely made another coherent sentence as they made love. Drew filled her again and again lovingly with his large girth. Cherry came to her peak. Her body shook as Drew felt her tighten around his cock. He stammered almost out of breath, "I feel it, Love. I feel it. Yer so good." Drew thrusted into her one final time, filling her up her womb with his seed as they rode out their orgasms.
A beautiful, flushed warmth flowed over Cherry's body, followed by a state of bliss she never felt before. She was going to have him close to her every day and she couldn't wait. Drew quickly pulled the covers around them both, snuggling to her as he fell asleep. Cherry grinned as she kissed his cheek. "Oh, Drew. My sweet, handsome Drew. Sweet dreams, my prince. "
The Next Day - HQ
The next day, Drew called a meeting with everyone at HQ, He told them the news of his move to Nashville. And just like Cherry had predicted, this raised the eyebrows of the other Angels and Kevin. Drew explained to them it would be much easier for them to keep an eye on them. He looked back at Cherry and winked and she had to stifle a giggle. Sheamus just shook his head.
Christine demanded to know, "OK what the hell is going on? You've lived in Tampa since you moved to the States and all of a sudden, you uproot and move here?" Drew reasoned, "Yep, that's right. I love country music and the people here are so friendly. It's a fresh start fer me!" Lady Christina piped in, "I agree with Christine. The music scene isn't enough to make you leave your entire life in Tampa. Just come clean and tell us." Drew was growing tired of their interrogation, "What the fuck is with the third degree? There are things that I love here and I want to live here. End of story!" As he said the word "love", his eyes linked immediately with Cherry's gaze.
He stormed out of HQ, Kevin and the girls all looked at Cherry waiting for her response. She stared back after his large form walking out with a confused smile on her face. She thought to herself, "Did Drew just admit he loves me?!"
An irritated Kevin waved his hand in front of her face, "Hello Cherry! Earth to Cherry! Did you know anything about this?" She absentmindedly shook her head, "Ummmm…no. I had no idea." Christine said, "Ok that's it! What is going on with you two?" Cherry didn't hear a word her sister said to her. She got up and walked out of HQ saying, "I'll go talk to him."
Lady Christina threw her hands in the air, "OK, what the fuck just happened? Are they both just crazy?" Christine sighed and mumbled to herself within earshot of Sheamus, "No. Just crazy for each other." He nodded and said, looking at her, "I know how they feel."
Cherry let herself in with the key Drew gave to her. He was still in the process of moving in with boxes still unpacked. They were normally too busy having sex to complete the moving process, and the boxes were not a priority when they were together. She found him on the couch sitting in deep thought. He basically just admitted to everyone that he was in love with her. That idea scared him, but the thought of losing her and what they had terrified him more.
She came to him and ran her hands through his down hair. She straddled his lap and kissed him deeply. She looked him in his beautiful blue eyes, "What's going on in that gorgeous head of yours, Baby?" He sighed, "I think I just screwed things up royally for you. There's no way they don't know now." She shook her head, "Nah. I wouldn't worry about it. Some crisis has probably already come up and Kevin has forgotten all about this already."
He quickly pointed out, "But Christine won't. If she doesn't already know. Christina is suspicious too." She shrugged, "They just care. They care about both of us. If it wouldn't put all of us in danger, I would've already told them. I hate keeping them in the dark."
He looked guarded as he asked, "Do you regret this? Do you regret you and me?" She shook her head, "Never." She kissed him again as his hands touched her in all the places she ached for him. As he slipped them under her shirt and bra, he stopped, "Wait, I forgot. I had something made especially for you. Stay right here. I'll be back."
She impatiently sat and waited for what seemed like what felt like forever even if it was only a few minutes. She wanted him inside her so bad, she could feel it! He opened the door a crack, "OK, you have to close your eyes." When she started to protest, "Trust me." She did as he commanded as he walked out in front of her. He said, "OK I remember when ya told me ya had the hots for 3MB Drew so…open your eyes."
She got the shock of all shocks when she did. He was in a pair of low riding shiny PVC pants, no shirts and his old white bandana on his head. He turned around to give her eyes a full drink of him, "I had to have them custom made since the old ones didn't fit my thighs anymore." He thrusted as he air guitared, then held his arms out with a big, goofy smile on his face, "What do ya think?"
She laughed, "Oh my fucking god! That is…so fucking hot, Baby!" She stood up and ran her hands down his chests and abdomen, "I thought that was hot back in the day, but with these muscles and chest hair…" She rubbed between his thighs and cradled the giant bulge in those very tight pants, "…goddamn it!" She hooked her fingers inside his pants and pulled him closer, breathing hard, "Fuck me, Big Daddy! Take me to that bed and fuck me hard now!"
He wasted no time picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist. He stumbled as they kissed and practically ripping her shirt and bra off. He deposited her on the bed and took her hands between the small posts in the headboard. He removed the bandana and tied her hands together with it.
She whined, "No, Baby! I need to touch you!" He put his finger to her lips, "Shhhh, my Love." He removed the short skirt and panties she was wearing and crawled back up to her. He took her right leg and nibbled, kissed and licked all the way up to his paradise, then went back down and gave the same attention to the left. As he reached her pussy, she bucked her hips up at him. He put his hand there and chuckled, "Don't worry. That's gonna happen."
He kissed her belly, dropping his tongue in her belly button. As she writhed and squirmed, he collected her breasts in his hands. He looked at her, "Have I ever told you that you have magnificent tits?", as he set his mouth and teeth to each nipple, making them hard as stone with his labors. She screamed, "Uh huh! All the time! Goddamn it! I fucking love you sucking my tits!"
His voice became low and demanding, "They are mine! Just like that pussy. This hot ass. They belong to Big Daddy, don't they?" She slapped her on the inside of her thigh. "Uh huh! They're all yours, Big Daddy! Please fuck me!"
He dipped he head low again, spread her legs even wider, "Nah, I need a taste of my pussy, my Love. It smells like you're ready for me." He used his pointer and middle fingers to spread her already wet folds wider and he ate her out like a starving beggar. She screamed and begged as she orgasmed several times in gushes against his lips, "Fuck! Goddamn it! Please, Baby!"
She arched her back and struggled to free her hands from the bandana binding. He took her clit between his top teeth and tongue, using it inside of her to suck on the tiny nub at the same time. The feeling of his beard on those hot spots made her cum harder than ever before. Not being able to touch him made her sense of pleasure even more heightened. She yelled, "Shit! I can't stop cumming!" He chuckled, "Good!"
He leaned back and took off the pants that had turned her on so much. He straddled her chest lightly. He took his cock in his hand and teased her mouth with the tip, "You want this cock, baby? You want this?" She stuck out her tongue, "I want it! It's mine! Give it to me!" He led it to her mouth as she licked and sucked hard on his head. His eyes rolled back in his head as he started thrusting inside her mouth. He groaned loudly, "Oh god! Those beautiful lips on my cock…fuck!" She used her tongue on the shaft as he kept moving. He threaded his hands in her hair and looked down in her eyes, "I love it when you suck my cock!"
He removed himself from her mouth slid down her body and placed his giant, engorged head down to her entrance. He cupped her face and said, "You are my Love. Forever.", as he entered her with an achingly slow, deliberate thrust. She moaned and screamed, begging him to untie her hands. She bucked up to meet his hips, trying to take as much of him inside her as possible.
She begged one more time, "Please let me touch you, Drew! I need to touch you! Please, Baby!" He smiled, reached up and untied the binding and continued pounding slow and hard as her hands and fingernails raked through his hair, back and backside, leaving scratches in her wake. He picked up the paced as he groaned and grunted mumbo jumbo. She ran her hands up his chest and to his mouth, where he sucked on her fingertips. Her hands cupped his bearded face. Overcome with emotion, she was in tears, "I love you, Drew! I love you so much!"
He cried out, "Cherry! Oh god, Baby! You're mine!", as he felt her wet lips clamp hard around him again, triggering him to cum like a rushing torrent inside of her. The sounds of their moans and sighs were still reverberating in their ears as they laid in his bed, kissing and touching in the wonderful aftermath of their lovemaking. She laid her head on his massive chest and played with his chest hair and nipples, leaving tiny kisses on them.
But the bitch was watching. She saw it all. She heard it all. She bashed her fists on the control panel in her view area, "Goddamn her, that little slut! Who does she think she is? Drewy is MINE! Her hold on him is even stronger than I thought! But no matter! Taryn Terrell always gets her way and her man! I'll get that little whore and her little friends if it's the last thing I do! Fuck him while you can, you little bitch, he'll be back where belongs soon…with ME!"
Later That Night
Sheamus looked at his phone as he returned home after a media appearance for the WWE with the Tennessee Titans. He hated keeping secrets. He hated keeping them from Christine. She always had a way of finding out.
In the few years they had been together, it made him laugh how much she was like Drew in the fact that she was as trusted to him as Drew was. "It's because we're both Geminis.", Christine laughed during one meeting. "And we're both born in June, ya wanker!", Drew said as well. She nodded, "Eight days apart. Odd thing, but you add up our birthdays, six and fourteen, you get twenty. That was my Grandpa's birthday." Sheamus said, "Now that's creepy." She said, "Wait. Wait! My Grandpa was nine years younger than Grandma. My grandpa was grandma's second husband."
Drew sighed at Christine, "I'm not gonna be yer second hubby. Ya got yer Irishman." Sheamus jumped in, "Yeah, and like her, I remember 1986! " Christine laughed, "And we remember things like Atari, and MTV..." Drew sat down with his head in his hands, "God's, both of ya! Bad enough I had him fer most my life. Now, I gotta deal with her too!" She nudged him, "You love it, McInFart!" Sheamus laughed, "Yeah, ya big Muppet! Ya love it! Lass, seems the sexy Scotsman can't handle tha snake and Phoenix. "
Sheamus texted Kevin, telling him he was back from the appearance. Kevin texted back "Who cares?", as he parked his custom dark green SUV she bought him for his birthday that year. Christine had money. Lots of it. But it came under tragic circumstances. The mass shooting at the hospital where her mother worked and her father was a patient in. Both being victims in the bloodbath, gave her at the age of eighteen a significant amount of a settlement. She wanted to become a police officer after that, pledging to help victims in trouble like she was helped.
Now, present day, she was not only one of the best minds ever to solve cases, the fact she could figure out the how's and why's as she was on her own was the reason why Kevin tapped her to be an Angel. When he asked for her code name, she only replied Phoenix. At times she was distant. Alone. Guarding herself. But when Kevin had to have Sheamus help them with an assignment, the Irishman had a way with her.
After he put the code in, he went to their living quarters on the fourth floor. The four dogs slept and two cats purred as the full moon lit up the rooms. Putting his things away, he looked forward to the upcoming holidays. As silent as a six foot four inch Irishman could be, he started to undress before sitting on the huge soft bed.
He smiled when he heard her crawl behind him, running her fingers in his hair. After Drew and Cherry left the meeting, he had to stave off questions about any knowledge he had of a possible affair between them. Christine was concerned for her two close friends, closer than family really. She only wanted to help them and be there as a sister to both.
He whispered, "Lass. " He fell on his back, Christine kissing him quickly. "So, did you find anything out anything about…you know..." He sighed, "Drew? Cherry?" She rubbed his beard and cooed, "Come on. Sheamy. Sheamy?!" He stuttered, "I...ugh!" She said, "Sheamy, something's bothering you. Just talk to me."
He rubbed his face in his hands, "I promised. I promised them. Drew and Cherry." She smiled, "Soooo...they are uh together. They're in love." He groaned, tired of pretending and keeping their secret, "Yeah. It started right after the Randy incident. Just like we've all suspected. I talked to him during a workout and he wants ta marry her. I've never seen the bugger so happy in all the years I've known him." He looked at her and she smiled back knowingly, "OK. I'll pretend I don't know. I promise."
They kissed again, Christine pulled his suspenders down, her jeweled hands unbuttoning the black silky shirt he wore, sliding it off. She hissed, "These goddamn arms!" Her hands went to his jeans when a beeping stopped them.
"Sheamy, what's that?", Christine asked when he broke the kiss. Pulling his suspenders up and grabbing his gun in his right hand, Sheamus pulled her behind him with his left. He whispered, "Lass, it's a device I put in before I left. It can detect camera or spying or tracking machines." She said, "Oh, the bug detector? He walked down the long hall with her behind him, his eyes glancing around corners and shelves until he got to the main room where kept his computers.
She said watching him type on the keyboard, then sighing, "Bloody hell!", He hollered. "What?", she asked. "The rotten bitch...", his usually velvety voice turned to a growl. She was confused, "Are you talking about…no! " Christine's hazel eyes met his blue ones. After a moment of silence, Sheamus got up, gun still in hand as they went to the main hallway. He aimed the green spot on his gun to the small clock on the wall that wasn't there before.
"See that, lass? It's a camera." Her eyes got wide and her mouth dropped, "Wait. Sheamy, she's been taping us?" "Uh huh..." He reached up, pulling the clock and wires from the wall. "I'm afraid it's not just us. We gotta check the other Angels houses too. And if it is she-who-must-not-be-named, Cherry may be in a lot of danger." Sheamus held Christine to his chest, kissing her head, promising to protect her and the angels at any cost.
A few hours later, it was now almost 4AM. Sheamus sat at the kitchen table, looking at the clock he had taken apart, the wires and the small camera. Now he groaned rubbing his forehead. "What in the hell does it mean?", he said to the two dogs and one cat who had assembled to watch him. Now he looked over his shoulder at Christine who has fallen asleep on the huge couch in the living room. He mused, getting up and going to the living room, "This is bigger than us. Bigger than the angels."
He grabbed his phone, texting Kevin then Drew. After the second text unanswered, Sheamus shook his head, gently nudging Christine, "Hey. Hey Phoenix. Get up." Get dressed and let's go to Cherry's. I'm almost positive she's got something like this bug in her place."
He was serious in his demeanor. She nodded, only touching his cheek and sighing, both of them worried about their friends. Her hand slowly went to his nude chest. Sheamus held it to him. As they got in the car, Sheamus said, "Ya gotta call Cherry. I couldn't get a hold of Drew."
Cherry heard the text on her phone. She was coming to after a long night of lovemaking. Then, she heard Drew's phone go off. She mumbled sleepily, "It must be important. Drew. Baby, get up." She shoved his shoulder. He barely picked his head up, "Mmmm?" She told him, "Looks like Sheamus Sheamus has been texting you a lot." Drew rolled over and moaned, not ready to wake, "Ah, probably something dumb."
There was a loud banging at the door. Cherry jumped at the noise, "Drew! Someone is here!" No use, he was back asleep. She got up and saw Christine's car in her driveway out of her bedroom window. She opened the front door. "Hey. What's going on? Y'all realize it's, like, 4:30 in the morning.", she asked as she invited Sheamus and Christine in.
Christine said, "Hey sis. Last night, Sheamus found. " He interrupted, "I found a bug, Lass. With a camera. I fear it's in our houses. Is it cool if I check?" Sheamus looked scared a bit as he took the equipment out to check for bugs.
Cherry, darting her eyes upstairs towards the bedroom, "Yeah. But. I mean...how'd they get in your place, Christine?" She mouthed to Sheamus, "Drew is up there." He nodded as he walked up the stairs. Christine "It was in my main Hallway. Last week I had to change the clocks. The guy was from the same company. That's probably how the camera got in."
Meanwhile, Sheamus was walking around Cherry's upstairs landing, waving the antenna like tool trying to pick anything up. When he got to the bedroom, he stopped short of the doorway when he looked at the white bandana at his feet, "I'm not even gonna ask…" He picked it up, placing it on the oak chest in the room. Suddenly, the tool beeped loudly and fast. "Bloody hell?", he said, waving it around until he got by the bed.
Drew had been sleeping, dreaming about Cherry, when he heard steps. Then, he heard a beep. And a loud hard beep, followed by a 'bloody hell' in a familiar voice. Drew screamed, "Damn it!" He got up, facing Sheamus holding some strange looking equipment. "Lovely ta see ya here, Muppet. And keep yer voice down! Christine is downstairs."
Drew went to stand up, grumbling, "What? What in the name of God are ya doing here at this hour?" Sheamus looked at Drew, "Uh, yer pants." Drew bit back, "Oh sod off! Like ya never saw my ass before." He stood up, yawning as he grabbed his clothes off the chair.
It was then Sheamus saw the leather pants laying on the floor beside the bed. He snickered, "Oh my! Are we bringing the band back, lad?" Drew said gruffly, "No! It's just Cherry… Christ! I'm not explaining ta ya of all people!" Sheamus shrugged, "No, no need ta. Yer giving yer girl a bit of fantasy. Some roleplay. Some "hot dog on a mustard" loving." Drew rlled his eyes, "Ah, shut up!"
Sheamus looked at the clock on the wall that looked similar to the one in Christine's hallway. Drew's eyes focused, "What's that? That wasn't there before." Sheamus exclaimed, "That's it! The main camera. But there's another one in yer room. It beeped like crazy." Sheamus waved the wand around again. He realized, "That mirror! Of course!"
He pulled it from the wall, revealing a camera, wires, and a small disk drive. Drew was bewildered, "What the fuck is going on, Sheamo?" Sheamus shook his head, "I'll go downstairs and explain everything ta Cherry. You stay here so Christine doesn't see ya. But I'm afraid she's back, fella. " Drew wondered, "Who? Who in the hell bugged Cherry's house?" Sheamus signed, "Yer lovely, bat shit crazy ex-wife. Taryn Terrell." All Drew could do now was sink down on the bed, his face in his hands. This was one nightmare he needed to wake up from!