Heart of a Saint - Two
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"Dammit!  How did he get out?  And who fired?  His
lawyers are going to be all over us with that." Chief
Monroe was furious.  This was the closest they had come
to ever catching Darien Shields before, and he couldn't
believe they had messed it up so badly.

"Chief, we thought he was going to pull a weapon on
us, and no one saw the child."

"No one saw the child?  How did a child get so close
in the first place?!  And what would a single gun do to
fifty odd cops in bullet proof vests?" He was seething.

"We still have a chance." The officer who had been in
charge was trying to save face, but not succeeding.

"Excuse me, Chief?"  A tall brunnette stood at the
doorway.  "I just got off the phone with our lawyers,
who just got off the phone with Shields' lawyers.
We're in trouble.  They said he won't even speak to
us.  He's going to get complete vengeance though.  He's
ruthless enough to do it."

"Thanks Kino." The police chief sighed.  "This is one
helluva mess."

"I know, Sir."  Lita turned and left the office, 
shutting the door behind herself.  She was anxious
for the whole day to end.  The entire station seemed 
to have a cloud, settled quite comfortable over them
all.  Not only had they missed their best, and possibly
only, chance at nailing that bastard, they had also
killed a child.

"Lita!" A voice called.  Lita turned her head to see
one of the receptionists waving her over.

"Hey." Lita smiled half-heartedly.  

"What's going on?" The young woman asked.

"You've heard of Darien Shields, right?" Lita
asked.

"Who hasn't?"

"We were this close to getting him today.  Dammit!  
They fired too soon, because they thought he was
going to draw a gun.  An innocent was killed, a child."
Lita massaged her temples.  "His guys moved in and 
cleared him out.  There's almost no way we can get 
him now.  The only way we can get to him now is by
going to his house, and we need a warrant for that.
His lawyers are too good.  We can't get one."

"Maybe you can work something out?" 

"He won't talk to us." Lita brushed her hair out of her
face.  "Listen, I'll talk to you later, k?"

"Sure thing.  Bye Lita."

***

"Look Darien, I seriously suggest you use this to get
some sort of ammunity from them.  The cops owe you
big now.  You can slam them with this." 

"He was my brother, Andrew, not something I want to use
for my own benefit." Darien hissed.  

"I understand that.  I don't know what you want to do
Darien!  Not talking to them only makes it worse."

"You may be my friend, Andrew, but in this case you
are my lawyer first.  I will not discuss anything with
them, and neither will you.  No deals.  No bargains."
Darien stood up and headed towards the door.

"Dammit Darien!  Give me some thing to work with."
Andrew shouted after him.

"I'll only talk to one of them, and it had better be 
someone with the heart of a saint."  With that, Darien
slammed the door behind himself.

***

"Chief?  We may have a way." Lita was seated in one 
of the questioning rooms with two other officers and the
police chief.  

"What is it?" He asked, anxious for any sort of good 
news.

"I just got off the phone with Darien's lawyers
personally.  He said that Darien will talk, but we 
have to find someone with the 'heart of a saint', 
he said.  I don't quite get it." Lita shrugged.

"Someone he deems good, and pure." Chief Monroe 
muttered.  "Where they hell are we gonna find someone
like that in a police station?"

"Uhm, guys?  I think I know someone." This time it was 
the most junior officer present speaking.

"Spit it out, Ramirez."

"There's a receptionist here, at the station.  She'd
be perfect."

"What do you mean?" 

"She's reminds me of an Angel, she's so good."

"What's her name?" Lita asked.

"Serena.  Serena Fairchild."

"Get her in here!" The chief yelled.  Mark leapt to
his feet and ran to front of the station.  

"Serena?  Can you come with me for a minute?" He asked
the petite blonde.

"Sure thing, Mark." She smiled at him.  Mark lead her
to the the back of the station house where the chief
was waiting for her.

"This is Serena, Chief."

"Fine, Ramirez.  Now get back to work." Chief Monroe
ordered.  "Serena, have a seat."

Confusion in her eyes, Serena sat down in the only 
vacant seat, her eyes flashing between Lita, Chief
Monroe and the other officer.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"We need some help, Serena.  We need you to do some
help us nail Darien Shields."

Serena looked at him in complete shock.  Her huge blue
eyes got even larger and her cute pink lips formed a 
delicate 'o'.  

Already Lita could tell the girl would be perfect.  She
had been in Serena's presence for less than thirty 
seconds and she could tell the girl was an Angel.  Her
looks only seemed to benefit her.

"Way to be blunt." Lita muttered before gently taking
Serena's hand.  "Look, I'm sure you know everything 
about Darien Shields, right?"

Serena nodded.  "I know he's dangerous." 

"Exactly.  That's why we need to get him off the 
streets as soon as possible."

"And you want *me* to do it?" She asked.

"Well not exactly." Lita paused to organize her thoughts.
They had to convince Serena to do it.  There was no other
way.

"Listen, why don't I go get you some coffee and we can
talk about this, okay?" Lita asked, glancing meaningfully 
up at the chief.

"I don't drink coffee." Serena replied.

"Tea?" Serena shook her head.  "Can I get you anything?"
Lita asked.

"Hot chocolate?" Serena asked.

"Sure thing."  Lita stood up to get some, and Chief 
Monroe got up as well.  He followed Lita out, and shut
the door behind him.

"Ramirez was right.  She's perfect.  Kino you have to 
convince her to do this.  We have no other choice."

"I know..." Lita looked her chief right in the eye.
"Sir, what if anything happens to her?  You know how
unpredictable Darien can be."

"I dunno Kino.  We'll just have to pray for her."
Monroe sighed.  "If she's as much a saint as she 
needs to be to get to Shields, she'll be fine."

Lita sighed, then turned back to the room where the
unsuspecting Serena sat waiting.  Shoulders slightly
slumped, Lita entered and smiled slightly at the
pretty blonde.

"Someone will be along with your hot chocolate soon."
Lita told her.  Serena smiled brilliantly.  

"Thanks."

"No problem." Lita sat across from Serena and blew
her bangs away from her forhead before speaking.
"Earlier today, we had Darien surrounded, and there
was absolutely no way he could escape.  His much younger
brother got through the lines of police and when Darien
moved to get his brother, the action was misinterpreted.
Someone opened fire, and Jonathan was killed."

Serena gasped, sorrow flooding her bright blue eyes.

"A child..." 

Lita marvelled at the horror Serena expressed at the
thought of a child dying.  

"I'll help." Serena looked up, meeting Lita's eyes. 
"I'll help him and you."

***