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Close Call

'Michael Thompson, Michael Thompson,' the name echoed inside of Jases` head, the guy was already on his revenge list since second grade when he used to beat Jase up and take his lunch money for five years. That is of course until Eliza sheltered him, Thompson played defensive lineman on the football team and weighed about three hundred and fifty pounds. Jase was two hundred and seventeen and was severely mismatched but he was in no mood for fair play at the moment.

Climbing the steps of his apartment block he slid the key into the lock and pushed the door open before coming to a grinding halt, "How is she?" Kathryn asked quietly her voice not betraying her fear as Jase just stared coldly at her still standing rigidly still in the doorway.

"Did you have anything to do with it?" he stated.

"No, how could you�"

"Don't bullshit Kathryn because right now I am not in the mood for it, now tell me the truth, did you put him up to it?" she shook her head, "are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure, yes I didn't like the girl but I'd never have that done to her," shaking her head she turned when Jase grabbed her arm, "let go of me Jason."

He pulled her in close, "If I find out that you did this to her�it's off."

"Well then there's no problem," he examined her face closely but the ex Merteuil was such a good liar by now he seemed to buy it.

"Alright, we're leaving tonight."

"Excuse me?" Kathryn moved aside as he strode past her and into the bedroom, "Jason what are you intending to do�? Answer me," almost fell over the couch as he reentered the room holding a gun, "what the hell is that doing in here."

"A drug dealer can't very well not have one of these in this world," he cocked the top chambering a bullet, "now if you'll excuse me I owe one Michael Thompson a visit," he went for the door but stopped when she stepped in his path, "get out of the way Kathryn."

"No�Jason do you even know what you're doing, you do this and you destroy everything we've worked for and get yourself arrested, is that what you want," he avoided eye contact with her, "I didn't think so, now�give me the gun," steadying her shaking hand she held it out.

Jase stared at the hand, finally there was a click as the clip slid out onto the floor and he cocked the gun again taking the bullet out of the barrel. Giving her the gun he turned away so he was looking out of the window, "So what am I supposed to do?"

"All you have to do is wait, have some patience, if you do then I'll make sure that you can get your revenge and get away with it�the only thing we need to decide is what to do to him," dumping the gun on the couch she sighed while pulling him down into a hug, "now stop being silly and we'll think of a way to make this guy pay without using the gun ok," she smiled cruelly as he nodded his head, "ok now all we have to do is bide our time and pretty soon we'll be away. Just the two of us."

Phase 2

Kathryn cheered as Jase outran the safety into the end zone holding his arms out while running past the opposition fans who happily booed him. That was the final nail in the coffin, Bayton had given the team from San Francisco a hammering they'd never forget and were all to happy to celebrate. The referee blew for the final whistle as the Bayton team celebrated, they'd finished second in their division for the season and that was an occasion to celebrate.

It had been four months since the raping of Eliza and of the questioning from Jase, luckily the guys she hired were never found and she'd heard that they'd skipped town. Eliza hadn't however and Jase went to see her on a regular basis, there was no sex involved though and Eliza hadn't had any since the attack that had left her pregnant. When he found out Jase hit the roof and once again Kathryn had to persuade him from killing Michael Thompson who had no idea what he was in for by the end of tonight.

Walking down the tunnel Kathryn smiled, everything was ready, their bags were packed, they'd passed close to all their exams and their transfer over to N.Y.U had been accepted, all that was left was tonight. She smiled happily while passing a few people on her way to the locker room where the jovial cries of the football team could be heard as they sang 'We Are the Champions' in extreme off cue fashion. Knocking on the door it was flung open with emphasis as Johnny Westside a linebacker looked out, "Hey Kathryn."

"Hi is Alex there?"

"Sure, come on in," as soon as she entered the locker room she was hit by a wide range of cheers from the football players.

"Katey," she hated to be called that but it was Alex's pet name for her, but after tonight she'd never have to listen to that again.

Kissing Alex full on the lips she pulled away when his hands started to wander, she could see Jase out of the corner of her eye sitting in his locker, shirt off and looking like he just wanted to leap to his feet and beat Alex to death with his own helmet. "Down boy," she teased but really hoped that he'd take her seriously, "we're still going to the Underground right?"

"You know it, just let us get changed and we'll be right out," he whispered into her ear, nodding Kathryn made her way for the door when she heard Alex ask Jase a question. "So Jase are you actually going to pull tonight or are there no decent men around," Kathryn winced and turned her head to see a furious looking Jase get to his feet and get right in Alex's face.

He looked over to Kathryn who shook her head, she saw him visibly swallow the anger and reply, "Well you know Alex I'm just waiting for you to come around," the entire team laughed as Jase turned and started to get dressed, letting out a held breath Kathryn left the room and stood waiting outside the locker room door just in case.

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The music thumped, the noise was deafening, the crowd was ecstatic and the alcohol was flowing, Jase stood to the side watching as the young adults on the dance floor tried dry humping each other at every opportunity. He'd been asked to dance a couple of times and had said yes to one but didn't stay long, he couldn't think about anything else but what was going to happen. This was something he dreamed about and tonight his dream was going to come true and so was a lot of other peoples nightmares.

His happy mood however was clouded by anger, Michael Thompson was going outside it looked like he needed a cigarette. This was it, now he'll make him pay for what he did to Eliza. Jase moved stealthily through the crowd that parted in front of him before finally coming to the exit, the cool air hit him like a wave as he left the club. There was no sign of Thompson but he heard a sigh come from a nearby ally, putting his left hand into his jacket pocket he checked no one was around before pulling out a black ski mask that he yanked on over and onto his head. Taking a deep breath he moved into the alley to see Thompson on the far end, he seemed to be relieving himself against the far wall. Walking quietly Jase picked up a bottle along the way down the alley.

Now this may have been an unfair advantage but Thompson was 6,7 and weighed over 300 pounds, now Jase was used to having to fight against the odds but he was only 6,4 and 211 pounds. So his only option was an attack from behind with a weapon, in Jases mind he figured if Thompson would attack an innocent woman then he deserved everything he got.

Before Jase had realized where he was he was raising the bottle in the air and brought it crashing down onto the back of the lineman's head. Thompson stumbled forward into the wall stunned and disorientated wondering what the hell had just happened, the bottle shattered into pieces on impact cutting Jases hand but also Michaels head, knowing not to waste his advantage Jase brought his knee into the spine of his victim knowing to attack the lower back and legs. Spinning him around he ducked easily under a sloppy punch and hit a punch just below the ribcage winding the lineman who slouched against the wall. Rage filling him Jase kicked Michael as hard as he could below the belt, the lineman screamed in pain falling to the floor but that didn't stop Jase who continued to hammer on him until his face was nothing more than a bloody mess and it was then that it registered that he was unconscious.

Moving away Jase left the alley while yanking off the ski mask and stuffing it back into his pocket while re entering the club.

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Kathryn noticed that Jase had now reappeared, he also seemed to be favoring his right hand and she knew what the hell he'd done. Striding over she pulled him over into the corner, by the look on her face Jase thought she was going to scream blue murder at him but instead she just smiled slyly, "Did he know that it was you?" he shook his head, she was about to kiss him but thought against it. She knew that Michael Thompson had nothing to do with the attack considering that she'd orchestrated the whole thing. Bringing him in close she whispered quietly into his ear, "now," a huge smile broke out onto Jases face.

"Hey Katey," they both turned to see a frowning Alex making his way over, "what's going on," he looked on confused as Jase wrapped two arms around Kathryn's waist as she leaned back into his embrace, both wore predatory smiles, "is this some sort of joke?" he asked confused.

"You know I heard that's what Kathryn asked you when you first dropped your trousers," Jase replied, realizing that this was no joke Alex growled and shoved Kathryn out of the way and grabbed Jase by the collar of his coat. "Hey don't touch me pretty boy," Jase knocked both hands off of his collar, "this is an eight hundred dollar coat show some respect to a fine tailor."

"But�you two are cousins," Alex looked to Kathryn expecting an explanation.

"You are very stupid aren't you," she sneered, "we're not cousins, Jason just has something I need apart from the ability to fuck right and that's something you don't have�killer instinct."

"You son of a bitch," Alex smacked Jase right in the face sending Kathryn's student stumbling backwards into the side of the bar. The quarterback followed up his assault delivering a blow to the stomach and an uppercut to the jaw spinning Jase onto his front, however when Alex went to follow up Jase jabbed his elbow back into his rivals stomach and grabbed him by the head slamming it against the bar. The two continued to trade punches and blows until finally Kathryn attempted to pull Alex off, however he just swatted her off. But when his attention was diverted Jase hit a knee to the gut and then threw him over the top of the bar.

"I think it's time we left," Kathryn laughed as Jase pulled her into a kiss, "but first�" pulling out a cellular phone Kathryn pressed speed dial number one and waited for an answer, "ready," she said into the phone before switching it off and placing it back into her bag. "Come on let's go," nodding Jase followed her through the crowd and out the door but not before the giant cinematic screen that was used to play music videos flickered to life.

"OH GOD JASE, OH GOD, YES, FUCK ME JASE, HARDER, HARDER OH GOD YES," all eyes in the dance room went to Haley who stood as white as a ghost as the tape that Kathryn had recorded that day was on a continuous loop over and over again.

"SHUT IT OFF," she screamed but nothing happened, she turned to her fianc�e who was standing next to her, "Dylan I'm so�" no one saw the slap coming but the entire crowd gasped as Dylan headed for the door intending to make Jase pay for wrecking his life.

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Wiping the blood away from his nose Jase held the door open for Kathryn who slid into the dodge viper before Jase go in the other side she planted a lingering kiss on his lips, "Next stop the airport," she smiled and stroked his face, "my turn."

Jase nodded before putting the car into gear and tearing away just as Dylan appeared from the club, "JASE YOU FUCKER I'M GONNA KILL YOU," however neither heard his threats and if they did they chose to ignore them, this was their night.

Inside the car Kathryn smiled while turning on the radio, "Phase 2 complete."

Return to N.Y.C

Kathryn leaned her head back sighing as the cool air whipped through her hair, after leaving Los Angeles both her and Jase had traded in the dodge viper and got ten grand for it. Combining that money with another ten grand Jase had in his account thanks to his drug dealing they had managed to buy a very nice black Porsche convertible, "God it feels great to be back in New York," she called to Jase who just raised an eyebrow, "what?"

Turning she saw his hazel eyes dancing playfully beneath his sunglasses, "It's nice, but no L.A."

"That's it's appeal," Kathryn remarked snidely before leaning in two him as he threw an arm over her body as she snuggled up to his waist, "do you love me Jase?" There was no answer, looking up she saw him smiling, "well? Do you love me?"

He glanced down at her, "Do you love me?" he asked her exact question before putting his eyes back on the road the automatic gearbox allowing him to only need one arm to drive while on the interstate.

Kathryn sat up and whispered into his ear, "I love you about nine times a week," he laughed, "your turn."

As she settled back in he took a deep breath, "I don't believe in love, I believe in misery, hate, convenience, lust and friendship but not love. If a person asked me if I loved you I'd have to say that if I did believe in love then yes I do but since I don't then there's no way I can be in love," he waited for her response feeling a little uneasy and hoping that she wasn't expecting something else.

"Jase�"

"Mm," his cool exterior showed but Kathryn knew him, she knew that he was nervous by the way his fingers were drumming on the wheel of the car.

"I feel the same way," feeling him let out a held breath she smiled as he started to run her back gently as in a sign of affection, "Jase�you'll never leave me will you?"

"Of course not Kathryn, will you ever leave me?"

"No," feeling him hold her tighter Kathryn gently began think back to the times when she thought that Sebastian would never leave her, but he did, left her alone with no one, with nothing. But now she was back, with a new and better Sebastian who she actually believed when he said he couldn't stop loving her. "Jase what did you actually do to the others on your list, I mean you only got three of them that I know of and you had about four or five more."

"Let's just say the police received an anonymous tip off that some drugs might be in their apartments or cars, it's funny because it was simple to do but until you came along it had never occurred to me before. I guess you bring out the best and worst in me," the city of New York came into view and he raised his eyebrows�it was bigger than he'd expected.

"Good," although she didn't want to ask this question she did so anyway, "how's Eliza?"

She felt him tense up, although they'd heard that Michael Thompson would never play football again and that helped in Jase mood but he still blamed himself, "She's doing ok, got a new boyfriend who actually respects her and ten percent of the profits I make in the drug dealing business are going to her." Kathryn sat up to look at him with concerned and confused written all over her face, "She looked after me now I've got to look after her, besides we still got seventy five percent of profits coming in which is more than enough."

"As long as we've got enough, I've got just over three thousand dollars left, we'll be ok though won't we?" he laughed, "what's so funny?"

"Of course we'll be ok, stop worrying, you helped me now it's my turn to help you," he reassured her, "so�who's our first target."

"His name's Court�Court Reynolds."

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"Wow look at the size of this place," Jase exclaimed while walking into an enormous penthouse apartment, "we can afford this right?"

"Jason I told you with your�uh�income we'll have more than enough," she stammered as the baggage carrier delivered Kathryn's suitcase and Jases duffel bag. After giving him ten dollars Kathryn turned back to him smiling, "Jase do you still have my�prescription."

Grabbing a small clear through bag from his pocket Jase held the heroin up in the air for Kathryn to come and get, however when she attempted to reach for it he moved it out of her grasp, then again, and again, "That's what you get for picking a tall drug dealer, there were plenty of small ones."

"Jason," she warned not in the mood for his games, she needed a hit.

He sighed, "Your no fun, just what the doctor ordered," he tossed the bag over to her, tapping and separating it on the clear table Kathryn snorted it before adjusting herself slightly.

Sighing happily she felt Jase wrap his arms around her waist and kiss that certain erogenous zone on her neck, "Mm, that feels nice," she seemed to melt into his embrace as he cupped her breasts and started massaging them.

"What'd you say we test out the bedsprings on the king sized bed?" he whispered huskily into her ear sending shivers down her spine.

She was about a millisecond away from jumping his bones but realized that if she did then this would be a victory for, him, he was attempting to seduce her, holding his hands so they stopped their ministrations she smiled, "Nice try Jason but we'll try to bedsprings out later."

He groaned in frustration, "But I'm horny now," he pressed himself against her and she gasped but refused to give in.

"Jase," she gasped, "you know what they say�"

"No," he growled kissing her neck, "what do they say?"

Pulling away she turned around to face him, "All good things come to those who wait and you'll definitely have good things happen to you tonight but for now you'll have to wait," she tapped him on the cheek twice, "but for now we'll have to discuss what we're going to do with Court Reynolds," he sighed but knowing that there was no way that she was changing her mind nodded.

Walking over he collapsed on the couch while pulling a cigarette out of his pocket, "You want one?" she shook her head, sparking up he leaned back, "So�what does this Court Reynolds look like and what'd he do to you."

"What'd he do to me?" Kathryn laughed sarcastically, "I'll tell you exactly what he did to me and what I want you to do to him."

The Truth Hurts

"That's him," Jase looked in the direction of Kathryn's nod and saw a tallish guy laughing and joking with his friends before going over kissing a pretty young blonde girl, the Merteuil snorted, "Slut," at those words Jase nearly choked on his coke, he tried to cover his tracks but noticed that she was glaring at him, "is something funny?"

"No."

"Are you insinuating that I'm a slut?"

"I didn't say that."

"I can't believe you just called me a slut," Jase was about to protest but just shook his head, "I'll have you know that we were dating."

He coughed but Kathryn was positive she heard him say, "First date," underneath his breath but she decided to ignore him, "So what'd you want me to do? Give him a good kicking?"

"That's too good for him," she snarled, unconsciously she leaned onto his chest as he slung an arm over her back, "I want him to suffer, but what we have to do is find out what's important to him," she then smiled as she saw him boasting about his new car. A cruel smile lit up her pretty features, "I think we just found our target."

"You want me to wreck his car?" Jase wasn't very impressed, "that is the worst plan for revenge ever."

She batted his chest lightly, "Don't worry I'm sure that his precious new girlfriend is going to find out that her dear old Court has been cheating on her as well as finding out that he's been dealing drugs, by the looks of her she's a holier than though student," she remembered something, "just like Annette," she growled.

"Who?" he asked not quite hearing her.

"No one, this is what you're going to do," leaning up she started to whisper into his ear as he listened intently the plan started to take shape.

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"Hey Court," Court Reynolds turned to one of his best friends who'd signaled him, "there's some guy by your car, he looks kinda suspicious."

Turning Court saw a tall guy with black hair and a beautiful, long coat on running his hands along the sides of his car, not trusting this guy Court decided to go over, "Hey," he called but got no response so he continued on his way, "I said hey," stopping behind the guy, he watched as Jase turned around with a smile on his face.

"Nice car, how much did it cost you?"

"About thirty k, why?" Jase shrugged and looked back at the car running his hand along the smooth finish, "hey will you not do that you could scratch the paintwork," his voice was stern and Jase turned back to him.

"What�like this," removing his car keys from his coat he jammed it into the side of the car and dragged it across creating a long silver gash along the side.

Court was in shock and just stared at the gash, however though pretty soon the shock was replaced by anger, "You son of a bitch," swinging Jase ducked under the fist but got caught by the second one.

He watched the rich kid flail his arms around in an attempt to hit Jase and succeeded twice more, but after having enough Jase blocked a swing, then a follow up and pulled him nose first into a crushing headbutt. Court shouted in pain as Jase threw him over the hood of his car and headed away, "See you around Court," he yelled before jumping into his dodge viper and speeding off.

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"What the hell did you do that for?" Kathryn stated angrily as Jase wiped his bloody nose, "here," leaning over she handed him a tissue before grabbing another one and cleaning up his cut lip, "that was extremely stupid you do realize that he knows karate."

"Well I guess I got lucky then," Jase remarked, "just remind me not to attack him head on again, he's got a pretty hard hit," Kathryn didn't reply and instead kept cleaning his cut, "you actually had sex with that guy?"

"Well�not technically, I went down on him a couple of times before we split up," she replied not really wanting to have this conversation, "now listen once I get the negatives developed I'll send them to Courts girlfriends house, at two a.m. tonight I want you to plant drugs in his house."

"That sounds pretty simple apart from the fact that he's probably got an alarm system," Jase said snidely.

"The numbers are 15/03/82, the same as his birthday," Jase stared at her, "what? We dated. Anyway there's a balcony, if you can somehow get up there and then there's a window, Court always leaves it unlocked because his room heats up in the night so sneak through the room and into the hall, the security box is on the wall to your left."

"Ok, I can probably do that," Jase glanced from his driving back to her, "where do you want me to put the drugs?"

Kathryn smiled, "In his schoolbag and under his bed, if the police come into the house then they're bound to find them, also put some in the bathroom and the breadbox in the kitchen, you then reset the alarm get out of the house and blow the car, understood?"

"I got it," they continued driving but Kathryn tapped him on the shoulder, "what?"

"Stop here," he slowed the car down and swung it into a parking space.

"You ok?" Kathryn had been staring out of the window and continued before turning back to Jase, he could see tears forming in her eyes, "oh hey come here."

Sobbing Kathryn grabbed hold of her student and held onto him, "I didn't mean for it to happen," she cried into his chest.

Jase had no idea what she was talking about but responded anyway, "I know you didn't honey," he decided to go for a gamble, "it wasn't your fault."

She pulled away sharply anger etched onto her face, "How would you know," she spat out at him.

"I don't," he replied, she looked away from him and back out of the window, "Kathryn�what's the matter," she didn't reply, "tell me."

Turning back to face him she nodded, "Alright, but some of the things I tell you you're not going to like but please just listen until I finish okay?" he nodded, "well it all started just before I moved to L.A��"