Chapter Thirty

Doggett:

Standing vigil over Monica's hospital bed was becoming a habit I didn't want continuing, not until she had her baby, our baby. A herd of buffalo hit my stomach thinking about the repercussions of having a baby on the way. This was no time to be looking after a vulnerable infant. There was a silent war to fight, one that only a handful of us could wage. This made it all the more urgent to find a way to defeat these super soldiers and then make plans for the day that the aliens planned to take over the world. I wanted my baby to be safe, to live in a world where he or she was not constantly looking over their backs, one where there was peace and love and stability. Unlike my first, any other child of mine was going to live in a world without threats.

My angel looked so beautiful there, her face at peace as she quietly slept. Taking her hand gently in mine I traced down each of her delicate fingers and lingered on the one where one day she would wear my ring. Why did she have doubts? She told me she loved me more than anything, then why did she have to think about it first? Was there something about me that was giving her doubts? A low moan came from her throat and her lips shifted. Her head moved slightly as she stirred herself awake.

Lifting her hand I kissed each finger until she was aware of the room around her.

"John, how long?"

"How long have I been sitting here? Oh, long enough to know I want to marry the most beautiful, sexy person in the world." Her lips curled and a small laugh came out. As she began to sit up I helped her, she still seemed weak probably from the medication she'd been given.

"Are you all right Mon?"

"Yes," she sounded tentative.

"What's wrong?" The backs of my fingers felt over her soft cheek then pulled back a piece of loose hair behind her ear.

"Hold me?" Her arms reached out and connected with mine. Her head rested in my shoulder and I could feel her sobbing through the fabric of my jacket. Letting her talk first I waited until she had let it all out. "John, I was considering terminating this pregnancy." She would have felt me restless.

"Why would you consider something so drastic?"

"I wasn't so sure you would want another child John, not after Luke." Her head stilled and I knew my response to this was all-important.

"You should have told me Monica. I had the right to know even before anyone else. You don't know what went through my mind when that shit Eric told me." It was her turn to fidget and I knew I'd hit a nerve. I wanted it to hurt; she must know that this was a joint decision even though it was her body bearing our child. "If the child was his I don't know if I could have forgiven you Mon."

"I'm so sorry." There was a small sniffle on my shoulder then she lifted her head to look into my eyes. Even though she'd been crying they sparkled with remorseful love. "I had all these doubts that you would reject me and the baby. Believe me I didn't plan this, I would have waited and made it a joint decision." My hand went to her face and with my thumb I wiped away a lone tear. My fingers combed her soft hair and I smiled knowing I loved this woman with all my heart.

"I would never reject you Monica. I want this baby inside of you. I want us to be a family. Let's make it official. Stuff all this alien crap for now. Please marry me here in Las Vegas."


"John I was just worried that you were only asking because you thought it the honorable thing to do."

"I've been thinking about this for a long time now. I feel it's right. It's the most natural feeling I've had in my whole life. Marry me Monica." Her face lit up like a thousand light bulbs and she wrapped her arms around me in a tight squeeze. Her lips brushed my ear as she spoke.

"Yes John, I'll marry you. As soon as I get out of here let's look for a place." We clung together kissing and hugging. Her lips were the softest I'd felt. I hadn't realized how much I'd missed her embraces.

"You're up Ms. Rossi." The deep voice of the doctor filled the room. I sat back letting go of my fianc�. "How are you feeling now?" He checked her forehead temperature and looked across to me as he got out his stethoscope.

"So how so you feel about being a father? I have three of my own."

I nodded as I thought, "I'm used to it now." My smile was reassuring to my lover.

"Any more pain or bleeding?" He turned his attention to his patient.

"No, I feel fine." As he listened to various spots on her chest and back he nodded.

"They are a handful but I'd never give them back."

"What do you have?" Monica knew the doctor was proud of his family.

"Two boys, four and two, and a girl, six months. So you two getting married? I have an instinct about these things." His eyebrows rose.

"Yes." We both said together and laughed.

"Well congratulations, on both counts." He pulled back the bedcovers. "Do you mind? I need to check your stomach." Monica lay back feeling a little uncomfortable. His hands felt over her abdomen and he once again nodded.  "Looks like you'll be able to go home soon. The baby's doing fine." He placed the bedcovers back and looked across to me. "Now you look after her. She needs TLC for the next few days and no sex."

I looked up alarmed at his last statement. He laughed heartily.

"Only joking, I love seeing people's reactions to that one. In fact sex is very important. Go at it all you want. It makes a difficult pregnancy easier to deal with."

"Difficult pregnancy?" Monica was concerned.

"This may be the last of your worries but if anything should happen I'll be here. In just over eight months time you will be welcoming a precious new life into the world." He smiled again and began to leave.

"When can she go home?" I needed to know.

"We'll keep her here overnight then tomorrow morning if all is still well you may take her."

As the doctor left Eric and Roxanne entered the room.

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I wasn't in the mood to be in Eric's company right then and the Cheshire grin on his face told me that he'd probably cornered Roxanne in a vacant room somewhere. What did he want, two women? Surely he would be content with just Roxanne, she was a beautiful, sexy, powerful, wealthy woman but no, he had to keep his claws sticking into Monica too. Maybe it was just to shit me off!

Someone was pacing outside the door and I knew it must be Jeremy. I laughed a little thinking how pissed off Eric would be at Roxanne's bodyguard's continued presence. I was also amused as to the earful Jeremy would be getting and what he actually thought about his boss and her affiliation with this known FBI deserter. I kept those thoughts in my mind, which kept me from slamming the man up against the wall and slapping some sense into him.

"Mon," As Eric approached the bed I stood but still kept my hand in hers. "I heard about the baby. Are you okay?" Eric sat on the edge of the bed with his back against me. He knew that riled me up but I kept my fingers linked with Monica's and she squeezed my hand telling me that she was still mine.

"The pregnancy's fine. There was a bit of a scare but the doctor says I'm fine to leave tomorrow." As Roxanne moved over and retrieved a chair to sit on I could see a slight furrow in her brow and knew she had concerns.

"Monica, you still have one shoot. If you're not up to it just let me know. We can wait a couple of weeks." My fianc� looked across to her boss and smiled contentedly.

"It's all right Roxanne, give me a couple of days and I'll be fine. I want to do this."

"All right, if you think you're up to it."
She looked across to Eric but the furrow remained. We still hadn't indicated whether we'd sign up for a second contract and I could tell by Roxanne's stance that she was concerned about Monica's pregnancy affecting our decision.

At that moment I began to warm to her. The powerful woman who was used to getting what she wanted no matter what had transposed into a sensitive, concerned friend at this time. I liked that.

A few weeks ago I hadn't believed I could make a life away from D.C. and Falls Church but now our new lives seemed so much more exciting. I started to question whether I wanted to go back at all.

"Ms. Derrik?" Jeremy's deep voice broke my thoughts. "Two people to see the patient." Roxanne nodded then Jeremy signaled the visitors to enter.

"Hello everyone," the voice was unmistakably Candy's. Beside her, their arms linked, was Rocky. Both had big grins and even though I felt pangs of guilt over what had transpired between us they were muffled by the fact that Candy had moved on past me.

"Hi," Rocky waved to us all. "Monica, how are you?" A blank look turned serene and I knew her grudge for what I'd done with Candy had softened. One day I may be comfortable to tell her more details but for now she knew I hadn't gone all the way with Candy.

"I'm fine. It was a close call bit I'm still pregnant."
There was something else on Candy's and Rocky's minds other than Monica's health.

"You'll make wonderful parents." Monica must have seen Candy clasp Rocky's hand too and also knew there was another reason they were there.

"You have something to tell us, you two?"
The couple beamed at each other and Candy held out her left hand to display the two bands, one of gold and the other sporting a sparkling diamond.

"We got married last night," Rocky mentioned and clasped her hand again. Roxanne was the first to respond.

"That's wonderful you two, congratulations." She gave each of them a hug, then let Eric do the same. Tentatively I also gave her a quick hug and shook Rocky's hand. He looked in my eyes searching for something I tried not to show. He could have Candy, I was not going to interfere. I was just relieved she had moved on from me and I'd left no lasting scars.

"So when will you two announce your intentions?" Eric had been unusually quiet up until this point. It bugged me that he could read us so well.

Roxanne's whole body turned to us showing her surprised expression. Monica took my hand and said,

"Yes, John and myself are also going to be married." She turned to me with a radiant face and I knew she had no doubts about our decision. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Eric biting his lip and inwardly smirked that I had finally won over him. The newly married couple probably hadn't heard, they were in their own world.

"Well this and the final shoot of your contract coming up call for a celebration." Roxanne was animated. "Tomorrow night, all of you, it'll be my treat at a favorite restaurant at The Paris." She looked towards Monica. "Will you be up to it honey?" She didn't wait for an answer but rose and headed for the door. "Come on everyone let's give them some privacy. They're going to need all the strength they can muster for their final shoot."

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Chapter Thirty-One

Doggett:

Roxanne took us all to the 'Mon Ami Gabi' restaurant at The Paris Hotel on the strip. This was to celebrate the night before our final shoot. By this time Eric had healed enough to walk without a stick. He was still a little wobbly but Roxanne was always by his side ready to help.

I couldn't believe how she put up with that jerk. He was an arrogant, self-absorbed, know-it-all asshole who still had designs on my girl even though he had one of his own. I always remembered his kind at high school, the shit-head smartass who would niggle people until they exploded. No wonder Follmer couldn't stand him.

Candy and Rocky had also been invited. Roxanne wanted to thank them for their first porn shoot together, which I'd heard had also taken the market by storm. Candy was one hell of a lover even though I hadn't gone the final step with her. Maybe I had helped her get back together with her true love. The way they acted like a couple of teenagers with each other was a comfort to me. I'd been worried that I'd hurt Candy badly when I'd chosen Monica over her. Roxanne had been right, Candy had moved on from me without any lasting emotional scars.

We took a table on the balcony overlooking the street across to the Bellagio and their world famous water display.

Monica and myself felt in a very amorous mood that night, more so than usual. Was it the atmosphere of this place, was it the full moon or was it the fact that we'd made a good deal of money from our contract with Roxanne and would still be receiving royalties even after we'd left this job behind. I smiled thinking that Monica would have said it was the effects of the full moon. We couldn't stop touching and looking at each other all through dinner. While Roxanne was discussing Candy's and Rocky's next shoot with Eric listening and eyeing Candy as she did so, we kissed and talked and held hands.

Roxanne had also invited us here to chat about our sixth and final shoot for this current contract. We still hadn't given her our final decision on whether we'd renew with her.

All this fondling and foreplay of hers at dinner was making me wonder whether we'd make it to dessert before we had to find somewhere to sate our carnal desires.  I'd never felt this attracted sexually towards anyone in my whole life and I was beginning to wonder if early forties was actually my sexual peak.

Roxanne had seen that Monica seemed a little evasive when it came time to discuss where we went from here.  Looking to me I would just give a shrug of the shoulders and a shake of the head and she knew I would work all this out with her sooner or later. That's when our boss had come up with the plan of renewing our contract for one shoot at a time and when we were both ready. I thought that was a brilliant idea but Monica was still uncommitted. With monetary and lifestyle comfort incentives from this, we'd be millionaires within a year and probably own our own home in Vegas.  We'd also probably die premature deaths from sex overload.  I hadn't felt this sexually active since my late teens and early twenties.  I could live comfortably here with Monica for the rest of my days but something was telling me our current lifestyle would end soon.

Roxanne turned her attentions to us  "Can you two keep your hands off each other for two minutes while we discuss tomorrows shoot?" She smirked across to Eric.  I didn't think we could but Monica looked suitably controlled as she told her 'yes'.  Eric looked wide-eyed, he knew exactly what was coming up.  "We've booked out 'Not Too Naughty' on Fremont Street.  We'll pick you up at six a.m. as we need to do our shooting in three hours before their usual opening time, then we'll take you back to my place where we've set up the bedroom scene.  You'll love it, lots of old world charm and sexy piped music. Of course you can ad lib the scene there as I know you've capably done before."

"So let me get this straight," Monica seemed in control even though she'd whispered to me about ten times later that evening what she would do to me back at our apartment.

"We both look around the sex shop for 'toys' that we want to try out?" I interjected all the time looking at her with my 'I don't need any toys to fuck you silly expression'.  "Then we take them back to your screen set and try them out?"

"I know, you're thinking who the fuck thinks up all these scenarios?"  She could definitely read my mind.  "I have a team that brainstorms at a meeting once a week then they do a little market research on our site and in a few high profile adult magazines out there."  She looked across to Eric and placed her hand on his knee.  "I've been known to glean a few ideas from some lovers over the years."  She leaned in and kissed Eric full on the lips.

We didn't wait for them to finish when we felt the 'lunar' effects again.  I didn't even notice what Candy and Rocky were discussing as we moved our faces closer and kissed lightly.  There was something about Monica this evening that drew me to her.

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Candy and Rocky said their goodbyes after dinner.  I could tell they were almost as randy as us and had to get back to Candy's hotel before making fools of themselves.  All evening we'd heard and seen the Bellagio water display across from our patio table at Mon Ami Gabi.

Maybe the romantic mood of the display contributed to our heightened sexual desire for each other.  When Eric had suggested going across the road to watch a show first hand we knew that this could spell doom for our control but we had to say 'yes'.

Eric linked arms with Roxanne and leant against the railing as they listened to the music and watched the water dance and sway.
Monica leant over the railing with me behind her. I wrapped my arms around her tightly and kissed her cheek.

"You're beautiful tonight Monica," I whispered quietly so only she could hear. She turned her head and met my mouth with hers and we kissed until they needed air. The crowd around paid no notice as Monica turned to face her lover and kept kissing.

The sound of the music and the water drowned out the heavy breathing.

"So I'm not beautiful other times?"  It was her turn to whisper in my ear.

"You're even more gorgeous today because you've become more beautiful every day that I'm with you."

The hum of the crowd and the rush of the water around us made me want to keep her cocooned in my arms. 

"Monica, I love you."  My cheek brushed against her face and made me all numb.  She had that effect on me.  Our lips brushed again.

The music played Frank Sinatra's 'The Way You Look Tonight' but we hardly paid attention as we joined bodies.  The crowd around us and the strip's traffic sounds were also muffled as we formed our own small world.  The atmosphere was our arms hugging, the oceans and tides were the pulsing of our hearts and the population were the tingles that spread to all extremities.  The other external sounds were only from distant galaxies. 

My hips began to move involuntarily as I hardened against her.  Monica spread her legs so my crotch could jigsaw with hers.  We both moved our hips in unison imaging we were naked in bed together.

"I love you too, John."  Monica almost deafened me but I knew she was now not so controlled.

As the water display reached its climax our noises became more vocal and our bodies mocked sex so convincingly that I knew I could come if I ground into her for too much longer.

Just then I felt a strong hand on my shoulder and an authoritative voice.

"Pull it out and zip it up dude.  What, you guys couldn't get a room?  Now you're coming with me."

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Before we knew what was happening we were shoved in the back of a paddy wagon with a drunk slob.  Before the door closed I protested, "Officer, it's not what you think it is!"

"I don't know why people like you two want to get their rocks off in a public place."

"Look Man, your mistaken!" he just shrugged.  "Wait here while I find my partner."  He looked serious.  I found myself in his shoes remembering back to when I'd been a police officer and had busted people for just the same thing.  He slammed the doors and a click of the lock could be heard and footsteps moving away.


Monica put her hand on my forearm.

"John, it's not worth fighting, we can explain it all at the station."

My head shook then I looked down at Monica's hand and smiled up at her.  Why was it that when I was with her and heard her voice I calmed down.  The smell of the drunk opposite was minimal compared to the stench in this wagon.  Just to think I'd thrown people in here without realizing I'd be in here one day myself.

"John," her hand went to my face and drew my attention back to her and away from the stench. 

"They won't find out who we really are."  Her hand shifted along my jaw as I momentarily looked back at the drunk.  He was out of it and hadn't heard our conversation.  She drew my attention back to her serene face that was inches away from mine. 

"Forget everything that's happening, let's go for the ride."  Her eyes searched for and drew out the desire that was still in me.  All night I'd been hungry for her and now was no exception.

There was the influence of the full moon again, I was in a paddy wagon but I still wanted this woman next to me.
We almost started again where we left off by The Bellagio water display.

She ran her fingers through my hair then down my neck urging me forward and into her mouth.  My hand found her shoulders and eager fingers fell down her back to the rim of her pants and slipped inside edging around to feel her bare skin.  All I wanted to do was strip right down and make love to her there and then.  She must have felt the same too because the way she kissed me was aggressive.

"Oh John, I love you so much," she said as she lifted her leg and straddled me.  Neither of us cared if we were caught.  Could they really arrest and charge us for kissing?  Grinding her crotch into me gave me a massive hard on.  I felt her hot and wet for me through our clothes and wished we could be back in our apartment in bed just fucking the whole night long.  We would be totally naked by now and giving each other a little bit of ecstasy. 

The paddy wagon door opened and another drunk man was thrown in.  We only stopped for a moment but continued when we saw that he too had passed out.

Monica undid my shirt buttons and slipped a hand inside running exploring fingers over my chest.

"Oh darling, hmm," the way she played with my pierced nipples sent sparks through my whole body then centered on my already hard erection.  I was so tempted to flop it out, strip her and fuck her and was even considering it when we felt the wagon stop and someone walking around to the back.  I hadn't even noticed we'd been on our way.

The doors opened with a clang and we heard a booming voice,
"Okay, everyone out!"  When the drunks only stirred, two hefty policemen lifted them up by the shoulders and walked them out.

"Come on you two."  The original arresting officer looked us up and down and chuckled.

"Zip it up and button your shirt, you're really incriminating yourself here."  I hadn't even noticed we were in such a state of undress.  Any longer and we would have been caught fucking in the back of a police paddy wagon.

After we'd done as he'd said Monica took my hand and we followed the officer to the front desk of the police station.

"I need to see some identification."  Monica spoke as we looked for the fake I.D. cards Eric had made for us.

"Look Sir, I'd like to know exactly why we're here.  We weren't doing anything wrong."  He didn't even look up as he filled out our details on the field report card.

"Ms. Rossi, Mr. di Salvo,"  he looked at our I.D.s then us.  "You have been arrested for indecent and lewd behavior in a public place."

"Indecency!"  Monica took my hand and before I exploded she spoke,

"Could you tell us exactly what we were doing? Since when is kissing someone classed as public indecency?"

"Your kidding me right? Someone complained you were screwing each other against the railing.  Thought you'd get away with it did you?  It looked pretty real to me."

"What did you see exactly? Were we naked? Did you actually see us do it?"  Monica was so calm in this situation when I would have blown up.

"We'll see, we have the witness answering questions as we speak."

Monica looked around to see if she could see anyone, then looked back up at me and shook her head slightly.

"Okay, empty your pockets."  We only carried our wallets.  "Watches too."  He pointed to our arms, ".....and Mr. Di Salvo, you can keep your gun in your pocket." He laughed and chuckled to himself all the way to the holding cell where we were ushered inside.

"How long do we have to be here?"  I called as he sauntered back after having locked our cell door. 

"Until someone posts bail for you."

"We need to call someone else then as we only got the message machine of our friend."

"You should have called someone else then."  He smiled smugly then turned to leave for good.

I hit the bars with full force then winced at the pain.

"John, I'm sure Roxanne will post bail for us when she hears the message you left."  She linked her arm with mine and led me to a seat.  We sat closely and only then did we see the two drunks who'd accompanied us to the station.  They were awake but watched us with faraway eyes.

"You're right Mon, I shouldn't be so quick to snap.  Roxanne will find us."

Just then we heard a commotion at the door and a voice sounding very much like Eric's.

"You fucking moron let us go man!" We looked up to see Roxanne and Eric obviously in the same position as we were.  Roxanne had a smirk on her face when she saw us.

"Thought we might find you in this place."

"What are you doing here?"  I looked over to see Eric shaking the bars in frustration.

"Same as you I suppose, public indecency.  We saw you two going for it and we couldn't help ourselves.  Screwing is very contagious you know.  And don't worry, we'll get off, it's not as though people saw everything."

By this stage Eric had calmed enough to join us. 

"The fucking shits need fucking glasses!"

Roxanne placed her arm across his lap.

"Eric, this is just a minor hiccup, we'll be out of here shortly."

In the distance we heard a door open and I got up to see who it was.

"Just a guard, he's got a seat near the door."

"Now that would be a boring job, having to sit for hours at a time.  I don't feel so sorry for us now."  His laughter almost made us feel more at ease. 

"It doesn't have to be boring."  We all looked over to Roxanne who sported a cheeky grin.

"Oh? What did you have in mind Roxy, a game of 'I Spy'?" Eric chuckled.

She produced something that had been suspended around her neck and hidden under her shirt.

"What's that?"  To me it looked like a small black box.

"It's the latest in digital video cameras.  I wasn't about to give this up at the desk.  It has some very private footage."  She gave Eric a nudge with her elbow and his eyebrows raised.

"You're not going to show Candy and, ........?"

"No," she interrupted.  "I thought maybe we could make our own little porn movie here in this cell."  The way she looked across to Monica and me I knew she meant us.

"You mean you want Monica and me to put on a show for the camera?" 

"That's right, live sex in a jail cell, now that would sell like hotcakes."

"Oh, I don't know Roxanne, we're already in trouble."  Monica was undecided.

"Put it this way, I'll make it your sixth and final shoot and won't nag you about renewing.  I'll wait until you're ready."  It was mighty tempting.  One side of me said it wasn't right but the other said it was a way to fulfill our contract and be free of its ties.

"Come on John," Monica sidled up to me and ran her fingers along my thigh then across my chest feeling my nipples again.

"I've wanted you all evening."  She began undoing my buttons and feeling my chest after each one.  Her warm mouth kissed my ear and she whispered

"This is making me hot for you John."  Her tongue traced over the ridges of my ear as her hand finished undoing my buttons and opened the shirt exposing my chest.  I knew Roxanne had started filming so decided to put on a show for the camera.  With one scoop I lifted Monica's light frame on top of my lap and kissed her heavily as my hands traveled down her back inch by inch to the hem of her shirt.  My hands went underneath to feel her satin skin.  Without thinking about buttons I pulled her shirt up, over her head and left it inside out on the floor.  I hardly heard the gasps and comments from the two drunks who had woken enough to see this free peep show. 

I hadn't known how incredibly sexy it was to make out in front of an audience especially with a woman who made me exquisitely randy for her anytime and any place. 

"Oh Monica, you're so sexy."  I set her back a little looking her up and down and settling on her touchable breasts.  As I undid her bra she took off my shirt leaving us both naked from our pants up. 

Monica's cries were audible now as I massaged one breast and sucked on the other.  She ground her crotch into mine and I knew if I didn't find release this time I would suffer a permanent disability.  Here I was again mock fucking her when I wanted it for real.  As if reading my mind Monica started to make her own moves and kissed over my face, down my neck and across my chest.  Her lips were like hot feathers working their way down my body to that place I knew she would take in her mouth.  Through closed lids I felt her undoing my pants, almost willing her to take them off.  It was almost painful as she undid the button then unzipped me carefully over the mountain that was my erection.

She released me before moving her mouth down to engulf me. Roxanne's camera could be sensed in close up on Monica's mouth leaving glistening trails on my penis. Her tongue hit all the right places almost bringing me to the edge. When I thought I couldn't hold on any longer she let go. She knew me so well by now sensing my imminent release. It was an excruciating wait but I knew for the shoot's sake I had to hold out longer.

The two drunks thought they were hallucinating and had to blink constantly to check their vision as Monica peeled my pants down to my ankles and took everything off me.

I knew there were many pairs of eyes on us but my lust for this woman kept me focused on her alone. My desire to have her skin against mine was overwhelming.

"Go Mon." I heard Eric cheer. "Take it all off." Her fingers traced the rim of her pants as she looked me straight in the eyes. The camera got all the action on tape as she slowly stripped for me. As her pants reached her ankles the drunks couldn't believe their luck at seeing her perfect ass bend over. One of them reached out to touch but Eric got up a swatted him away.

I reached out to my angel.

"Come here honey." Her naked body looked perfect even in these imperfect surrounds. By this time the guard had joined us all as part of the audience. It wasn't everyday he'd get a free show this sexy in his everyday lackluster job.

As Monica straddled me and then sat down slowly on my engorged piece of manhood the guard gasped. All thought of stopping my actions escaped me as I cupped her ass and began pulling her into me closer then ever. The air cooled our hot bodies as Monica bounced on me moaning to herself softly. "Fuck, fuck, fuck.!" Roxanne moved the camera in a sweeping action around us as we became more animated. I had waited for this moment for hours now. It had seemed an eon ago when we had first started our foreplay for this sexual union.

The pressure had built up in me and was now at critical, I was ready to erupt. My hands went to her breasts and I squeezed each with equal force and she moaned out expletives. She felt so good on top of me, I couldn't believe after all our sexual activity it all just kept getting better and better.

"Come on, you can do it. Give us a show for the camera." I heard Roxanne's voice near my ear. "Go in deep and let it all out. You love this woman and you want to express it with your release deep inside her." Roxanne's words were the catalyst for a massive orgasm. The camera must have been behind my lover when we finally came. My chest heaved so much I thought I'd pass out. Monica's little heart pumped away at the speed of light as she arched back and spasmed on me sending me further over the edge with each pulse. Her pussy sucked me totally dry before her bucking slowed and then she finally fell on top of me nuzzling my neck and cooing.

The tiny kisses on my chin displayed her thanks for giving her so much pleasure. My arms encircled her naked, prone form as we sank into a post-coital doze.

"Well, these two never cease to disappoint." Roxanne reached across to her own lover. "Please persuade them to do more. I don't know what the problem is but they owe it to their fans."

"Leave it to me Roxy." He didn't sound too convincing. Maybe he was thinking of Monica's condition not mixing with the making of adult movies.

We'd just dressed when our original arresting officer opened the cell door.

"Okay guys, you're outta here."
We all looked from one to the other with puzzled expressions.

"You have bail."

"Who?" I questioned as we followed him out to the front reception. My legs were still a little wobbly but when I saw the person who had freed us my mouth dropped.

"Shannon, what are you doing here?"
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Reyes:

The guard opened the door to our cell and the four of us followed Shannon out to the parking lot. She unlocked the doors to a black Expedition and we all got in, occupying the back seats of the SUV. It had been a long time since I had seen this woman and she was even taller in real life the second time around.

"How did you find us?" I asked.

"Your safety has been compromised. It's only a matter of time before they come out this way and find you. Obviously one of them jumped the gun despite his superior's wishes, but they do know that you are here. The gentleman's head they sent was a warning for you to back off while you are ahead. No pun intended...." She said all of this calmly as she pulled out into the street. "If you are to defeat them you are going to need my help. They have a powerful army and they are taking up their positions in the government. There are more of them around you than you think. I trust you got the package?" She looked up at Eric.

"You sent it?" Eric asked in amazement.

"No. I am the one that called you. What was sent was only a sample but there is more in New Mexico that will be enough to get rid of them all."

It hit me. That quarry we drove out of. That must have been full of the stuff. "But, how do we get the magnetite to the super soldiers?" I asked. "If they are in key positions-"

"You make them come to you. Just recently Congress passed a bill allowing nuclear waste from the military and power plants to be dumped at a site called Yucca Mountain about 100 miles northwest of here. Yucca Mountain is nothing but a big volcanic heap in the middle of the desert.

As far as when the dumping starts, it could be anytime. They have been toying with this for about fifteen years between Congress and assorted environmentalist groups." Shannon didn't have the chance to complete her thought when Eric and John jumped in.

"So, if we wanted the opposition to come to us, we could have them come out there." Eric stated.

"And if they are dumping waste, we could dump the ore out there as well...as long as nothing toxic has been dumped there yet. Question is: How do we accomplish that and how do we get them to come out here?" John thought aloud.

"If we call the FBI, they'll know where we are. I could install a B-box terminal out there and run a separate line from your place that routes through there...almost like a local loop but if it's traced it'll trace to that location and not your apartment...it's kind of difficult to explain but a trace can so easily be manipulated by a computer we can lure them out there." Eric shot back.

"But what do we say to get them there?" I asked.

"We tell them we are giving up, I guess." John said as he put his arm around me.

"Or tell them that half breeds suck ass," Eric chuckled. "I will need to make a stop at an electronics store so I can buy some supplies to make a viable phone line out there."

We were driving along the strip and Shannon dropped us off where we were all arrested several hours before. "I'll be back to find you tomorrow and we'll check out the dump site for activity ." Shannon said. We managed to make our way back to Roxanne's Excursion that was parked behind the Venetian.

"Where to now?" she asked.

"I want to go home," I said. I was really tired from the events that had unfolded and not in a million years would I have expected to get arrested for indecent exposure. This ought to look really good when I go back to Washington. Roxanne pulled out of the parking lot and drove us back to our apartment complex.

"Don't worry about what happened tonight. I have a really good team of lawyers that will make this disappear tomorrow, so don't fret over any court appearances unless it's you two getting hitched in front of a judge." Roxanne told us both. Before I knew it we were back at our place and we both got out. Roxanne rolled down her window. "We'll talk more tomorrow. Come by my place when you get up and moving." Both of us nodded and she drove off with Eric. He was probably going to be in his glory after seeing us get filmed as soon as he got back to her place.

John unlocked the front door and I followed him inside. We went upstairs to the bedroom and I just flopped onto the bed. I was extremely exhausted and wanted nothing more than to sleep for twelve hours straight. John lay down next to me and I could smell his sweet scent. As tired as I was I could go for another round of mischief without the help of local law enforcement. I put my arm across his strong chest and felt the muscles through his shirt. He writhed at my touch and his breathing instantly changed from calm to arousal. I didn't need any type of pheromone perfume to help me have repeated arousals for this man. He just had to be near me.

"I thought you were tired," John whispered.

"There is one part of me that isn't tired...even after what we just went through." My adrenaline had still been flowing from the recent turn of events and it was stimulating a pleasurable part of my body. I was on my stomach, so I went up on one elbow and took my other hand and lightly touched his face. I traced my fingers from his forehead down to his lips and then to this chest. All I could do was worship him like this. I felt passion radiate through my fingertips from his skin as I touched him. It sent tingles throughout my arm and into my chest, causing my heart to pound hard and skip beats. He opened his blue eyes and in the dark I could see them looking deep into me. I continued to rub his chest, but paused for a moment as I threw a leg over him and straddled him. I bent down and kissed him softly on the lips, using my tongue to pry his mouth open so I could taste his breath. The kiss was long, slow, and loving...I could have stayed that way forever.

As I inhaled his breath I felt the blood rushing through out my body. I wanted to make long, slow love to him all night if that were at all possible. I could feel a growing bulge in his pants get bigger and bigger as I traced my tongue around his lips. I moved my way down to his neck, tasting his flesh as I kissed and nuzzled him. I couldn't help my addiction to physical affection for him.

John gently traced his fingers through my hair and then down my back to the bottom of my shirt. He slowly lifted my shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor. I undid the front of my bra and tossed it across the room and began to undo John's shirt as well, feeling up his chest as much as I could. John trailed his fingers lightly over my breasts sending pleasurable tingles down my spine to my happy spot that always got me into trouble. I threw my head back as I allowed his fingers do the walking and his body do the talking.

The light touches and caresses were sending me to another world. He stopped for a moment and took his shirt off completely and we sat staring into each other's eyes. I bent down and kissed him passionately, tongues entwined in heat. I felt blood rushing down to my waist as I could feel myself grow very wet from his loving touches.

"Take the rest of your clothes off..."John whispered. I did as he said and got up to remove the rest of my attire. He took the rest of his clothes of as well and I got back into bed, snuggling up close to the man I would soon marry. I draped my arm across the cool flesh on his chest; it felt so soothing to me. I let out a sigh as he guided me back on top of him. He massaged my sides looking deep into my soul, my eyes to his. I coyly looked away. "What's the matter?"

"Are you trying to read my mind?" I asked him as I smiled. All of the silence did feel a little funny.

"Can't I admire my angel?" he asked as his eyes studied me some more. Those words that came from his lips made my heart pound hard in my chest. It was sincerely sinking in that John was my eternal soul mate. Tears formed in my eyes and they drizzled down my cheeks and bounced off of his chest. "I love you, Monica..." John reached for me and I gave myself to him freely. I kissed his chest, paying close attention to his nipple hardware. His hands gently graced my back almost tickling it was so light. I went down to his stomach, licking and kissing as I looked up into his eyes. The electricity in the room flowed faster than a T-1 connection to the World Wide Web. His dick was very hard for me and begged to be touched. I complied by totally engulfing him. He writhed to my manipulation of him, his breathing hard. I was gentle, using slow and exaggerated movements. The way he responded to me was turning me on to no end, but I didn't care about my own pleasure at the moment. John white knuckled the sheets as my tongued traced around the head of his cock and then down his long shaft. His reactions alone made me hotter and wetter. I could have cared less about foreplay at this moment in time.

When I could feel him swell, I mounted him like the Canadian cavalry. He went inside smoothly and I pushed down on him to get full penetration. I watched him close his eyes in ecstasy and his head sunk into the pillow. I let out a deep breath and leaned my head back. I felt John's hands finger my nipples, which set me off. I felt an incredible amount of clitoral pressure when he did that and I thought I would break a blood vessel in my forehead from the intensity of it all. I continued to ride him up and down until I could feel him reach the brink. I arched my back from him, driving him deep. He still had a hold of my nipples and I felt thunder shudder my body as my orgasm freed itself from its captivity. I whispered John's name several times in trance, and he whispered my name as his climax let itself go inside of me. After my quivering had come to a halt, I fell over top of him drained of all strength.

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Chapter Thirty-Two

Eric:

I was standing outside at Roxanne's gate when that Shannon woman pulled up in her black Expedition. I didn't catch a good glimpse of her last night but when the tinted window rolled down and I saw her long black hair and blue eyes...she was a lot like Roxanne...except taller...MUCH taller...She got out of her SUV and came up to me. My heart raced at this Amazon woman that was coming into my presence. Her blue eyes stared a hole right through me as I felt Roxanne's hand on my back. I turned around and she stood before me in a sport bra top and short black shorts...SHORT black shorts...I felt all of the blood in my body go from my brain down to my...

"I thought you might need one of these after last night," She said in a sexy tone as she handed me a can of Red Bull. Last night...um yes...after all of that action I was surprised I could still get it up.

"Thanks, babe..." I mumbled as I took the can from her. When she released the can into my custody, she reached down and grabbed my growing entity.

"Just remember that belongs to me..." She whispered into my ear as she tightened her grip. I gasped out loud and she let go and walked away. I turned around to see Shannon standing right in front of me. I crooked my neck up to see her face.

"You ready to go?" she asked.

"Um...yeah.." I replied as I followed her to the Expedition, looking back at my lover, and then got in the passenger's side. I looked into the back seat and saw a Lucent Technologies company uniform and telecommunications splicing and repair tools. "What are you going to do with those?" I asked as I cracked open the Red Bull and pounded it down in a few seconds.

"I was hoping you could get creative. You seem to be the big hacker they are all talking about who has been getting a little slack from the CIA. The uniform is something you will be needing for future reference. First we need to get you a new laptop and pick up Agent Doggett." She kept her eyes on the road as she spoke. And how did she know about my laptop?

"How did you know about my dealings with the CIA?" I asked.
"Agent Duarte, I was sent here to kill all of you. Devin jumped the gun too soon. He was supposed to wait until there was a real threat to us before doing anything." She looked over at me momentarily and then looked away. When she did that, I could see the alien spine protruding from the back of her neck. My pulse rate tripled.

"What the fuck are you?" I asked suspiciously. Right then I thought I was going to get killed. I pulled my gun from the back rim of my pants and pointed it at her head. "Look bitch, I've got this thing loaded with magnetite rounds..don't fuck with me..."

"You need to relax. I am on your side. One of the few who can actually help you bring this into motion and to an end. My intention is to help you, not harm you. So, put your weapon away before I twist your arm completely off of your body." Shannon replied calmly as she continued to drive over to John's apartment. I thought about her last statement and slowly put my gun away. My own macho stupidity made me blind to the fact that she could literally take my head off without any effort.

I sat back in the seat as Shannon pulled up to John and Monica's apartment. They both came out to the SUV and Monica looked beautiful as ever. A little pale, but still an angel's face.  They both got into the backseat and buckled themselves in.

"Where to?" John asked.

"Laptop," I said, "I need a laptop."

"There is a Best Buy down the street," Monica said cheerfully.

"That will do," I said. Shannon nodded and drove on.

"How are you going to pay for it, Eric?" John asked smartly. I looked back at him with a smirk on my face and pulled out a string of stolen credit cards I had obtained recently before coming to sin city.

Shannon parked the truck in the store's parking lot and I jumped out and headed in. I went straight for the laptops and picked out a Sony Vaio and managed to get out of there using someone else's credit. I jogged back to the black Expedition and got in with the box on my lap.

"That was quick," Monica joked. "Find what you wanted?"

"No, but it will work for now until I can get another Dell." I held on as Shannon drove us out and back onto the road again. She headed out highway 95 toward Yucca Mountain.

"There is so much that is going on that nobody knows about." Shannon said under her breath.

"Like what?" John asked.

"All of the controversial funding from the federal government that is going toward stem cell research...the public thinks that is where it is going but it's not. It's going toward the manufacturing of cloned hybrids such as myself. Also the hybrid fetuses that you have seen. All of these fronts just so we can survive. They are still making them as we speak. So, even if you do manage to wax our asses out of existence, you will still need to wipe out the facilities making these entities."

"And how do we go about doing that?" John asked.

"We bait them and get them out here," I mumbled.

"That is one way of doing it." Shannon stated.

"Yeah, but how?" John asked.

"We'll figure something out," I said assuring him. I just had this strange feeling that we were being set up for something. In matters like this people who are sent out to kill someone, usually do their job at some point. I took my gun out and checked the clip. I didn't trust this bitch even though she was the finest Amazon woman I have ever seen in my life.

After about an hour of driving, we stopped someplace outside of Nellis Air Force Reserve and parked the SUV. Shannon popped the back hatch of the Expedition and took out some binoculars.

"Where are we at?" I asked as all of us got out and stretched our legs.

"Just outside of Yucca Mountain. I want you to see something." Shannon replied as she gave me the binoculars. "Out there." She pointed out to the volcanic heap in the distance. I put the binoculars to my eyes and searched around and found a building that camouflaged itself quite well in its surroundings.

"It's a building. I thought this area was vacant." I said as I handed the binoculars to John so he could take a look.

"That is what I meant about what the media couldn't see. But, then again with the military installation near by it messes with their cameras so it won't even show up on film or tape.

"Like I told you, the stem cell research the federal government has been funding is just a front. This area has been cleared for toxic waste dumping. That building may or may not be there when that starts." In other words, the proof could be in there.

"Mmm-hmm..." I mumbled as I looked on. John did the same as he let Monica have a look as well. She handed the binoculars back to me and I looked for a nearby B-box terminal where their phone line connection junctions to the trunk lines back to the central office (phone company). I found the little green box about two miles outside of the complex, but it seemed to be behind some fencing. "How do we get inside?"

"You're a hacker, correct? Can you write computer viruses?" Shannon asked sarcastically. If she were only human I'd bitch-slap her. But, being a hybrid she might like that..."Their phone system is an Internet PBX system...it is all done by computer rather than a regular analog PBX using UTP wire. Like any computer system, there is a back door and that same server is hooked into all of the security cameras and so on."

"And you know this how exactly?" Monica asked suspiciously.

"They sent me to find you from this base. I have been in and out of there a lot." Shannon rebutted. She then looked to me. "Can you do it or not?"

"Seeing as how I don't have their direct line into the building, I will have to tap in from the B-Box down the road and download it from there. I am just concerned with getting shot by trigger-happy airman guarding this facility." I said looking at her. "So you want me to crash their server...so?"

"So, you crash their server, they call the phone company and send out for a repair man. I can bring Doggett and Reyes in as they are waiting for a couple more scientists anyway. As a repair man, you can do the setting up." Shannon said.

"How are we going to know when they ask for the phone repair man to come out?" Monica asked.

"Trust me, I will know when that happens."

"What is it exactly that you want us to do?" John asked. He seemed a little suspicious as well but I figured we would most likely discuss it after Shannon was not in our presence.

Shannon walked to the back of the SUV and we all followed. She uncovered a box and opened it up for us. Inside were detonators, plastic explosives, wiring for the detonators, and lab uniforms with ID code cards attached to them. "You want proof and you want to get rid of them, this is what you have to do. Agent Duarte can set these up in the server room as you two take incriminating evidence."

My eyes widened and realized that she was serious, but something told me that this was all too good to be true. Then again, I have been wrong in the past, so perhaps her intentions were real. The only thing I could do was wait it out and see how it all went. John whistled at the amount of C-4 she had in her possession. "Well, I guess I have a virus program to write." I said as I headed back to the front of the vehicle. John and Monica followed me back as well.

"You sure you want to do this?" Monica asked.

"I'm in too deep as it is. We have got to do this to get it all going back to DC." I said as I sat in the front seat. "We'll talk more about this later. We can't do anything now...it's too daylight anyway." I replied and Shannon locked up the back and came up front as well.

"So, are we a go on this?" She asked.

We all looked at each other and nodded. We didn't have much of a choice. If we refused all of the answers could still disappear and we'd be left with nothing. Shannon started the SUV and headed back for Roxanne's place.

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Reyes:

It had never been clear to me where Shannon stood as far as her loyalties. It was great that she was willing to help us and even supply us with the necessary tools to do this job, but I felt something was amiss somewhere. It was too good to be real, too good of her to be doing any of this at all. This feeling ate at me the whole trip back to Las Vegas as we all sat quietly for the ride.

When we got back to Roxanne's we all sat quietly for a moment. "When do you think you will have that virus ready?" she asked Eric.

"I should have one ready pretty quick. It's easy to write one, hard to counter-act them." He said.

"I just wish I had more info on their system so I knew what exactly to attack." Shannon handed him a CD. "What's this?"

"Answer to your question. I will email you to check progress. Will you have the virus ready by tonight?" she asked.

Eric took the CD from her hand and had a puzzled look on his face. "Um, yeah. I can have one done up pretty quick once I know the system." He replied to her. We got out of the Expedition, and Eric grabbed his laptop box. She nodded and then left, which then gave us time to talk amongst ourselves as to what step we should take next.

I shook my head. "I don't like the look of this whole thing. It's all too convenient." I said thinking aloud. We walked by the guard who waved us on and we headed for Roxanne's estate.

"I agree. There is something too perfect with all of it. I could never tell what side she was on. One minute she's killed somebody the next she's saved my life. I just don't get it." John said. "But, either way they know we are here. We have the chance to get some evidence together to take back with us to DC if nothing else."

"I think we should have a counter measure ready just in case she turns on us." Eric said as we all headed for the front door. "I don't trust that bitch as far as I can throw her. If she is capable of beating the hell out of me like Devin did, I want to have a clip full of magnetite ready for her. But, then again they know about those..."

"And who is to say that they haven't figured out a way to protect themselves from it?" I asked both of them. The door opened and Jeremy stood before us.

"Turn around," Eric ordered as he dropped the laptop. Jeremy stood there puzzled by Eric's request. "Fucking turn around!" Eric drew his gun but did not point it.

"Eric, aren't you being a little paranoid?" I asked desperately.

"Monica, you weren't under the same fucking roof. I am not taking any chances...now TURN AROUND!" Eric blasted at the bodyguard. Roxanne hurried to the front door when she heard Eric's shouts.

"Just indulge him, Jer. He's had a bad week." Roxanne said calmly. Jeremy did as he was told and Eric pulled down the collar of his shirt only to see that he was indeed human. Stowing his weapon and picking up his computer, Eric let out a long sigh of relief as he brushed by them both and headed back for the kitchen. John and I followed. I could only imagine what was all going through Eric's mind at this point. He was the one taking the brunt of all the physical abuse from everyone lately.

"What kind of counter measure did you have in mind, Eric?" John asked.

Eric set the laptop box down on the floor. "We get in there with her help, I set up the explosives and I will take her ass out. Done deal. You guys get what you can, make copies of whatever you can, we blow up the building with her inside. I really think we are getting played here." Eric stammered as he went for some water out of the refrigerator. Roxanne came into the room and put her arms around him from behind. "You want some, Mon?" He reached for another one and gave it to me. Somehow I thought that all of this tension could be getting under Eric's skin a little too much.

"Want us to leave you while you do your thing?" I asked as I leaned toward the doorway.

Eric rubbed his eyes for a moment and then nodded in confirmation. He looked like he was shaking a little. "Yeah. Yeah, that would be good." He said quietly. "I'll call you later."

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Chapter Thirty-Three

Eric:

After they had gone, Roxanne still had her arms around me. The thought of actually going through all of this was bouncing hyperactively around in my mind and it was driving me crazy. Not to mention a nagging headache that plagued my entire skull most likely caused by recent events. I leaned up against the refrigerator door with one hand, shaking off the pain and paranoia that flowed through my being. I couldn't believe I was actually in the front seat of a truck with one of those alien bastards...let alone a fine Amazon woman like Shannon.

It made me wonder if she came out to get at us thinking John and I would think with our dicks enough not to notice her scheme. My concerns weren't only for our lives, but for Monica's baby. I really didn't want her to go out and be gun-ho just to help out-she was too fragile for that. Every fiber in my being wanted to take this into my own hands because quite frankly after this was done I would most likely end up in a federal prison. The CIA may have loosened up on my charges, but I seriously doubt they will dismiss all of them. I help out a friend and meet the love of my life and all the while the world is going to hell-and if I don't do anything the human race will disappear into slavery or extinction. Pressure? Nah.

"Well, how did the first date go?" Roxanne asked with a hint of jealousy to her voice.

This was not what I needed right now. I had enough on my mind without her getting her G-string in a twist. "What's on your mind, Roxanne?"

"Well, you seemed to take off rather quickly and I saw how you looked at her, Eric."

"I know. You affectionately reminded me. Like I would go fuck something like that. It was all business." I said trying to convince her that I wouldn't do anyone else. Hell, I don't even have that kind of energy.

"Look at my business, Eric...fucking IS my business." She pulled away from me and I turned around to see her with her hands on her hips. She had a really pissed off look on her face.

"You've gotta be kidding me..." I said as I leaned back against the fridge. I stared up at the ceiling in disbelief.

"Did you fuck her?" Roxanne blurted.

I looked down and straight at her. "No, I didn't fuck her! Jesus Christ, how can you ask me that? You are the only one for me, Roxanne. I wish you would believe that." I picked up my laptop and headed for a more comfortable setting so I could look over the building layout CD and start on the virus program. Jesus, I was paranoid enough and now to have a jealous woman looking over my shoulder it wasn't going to fly with me real well.

"Where are you going?" I heard Roxanne call from behind me.

"If you have anything important to say to me, make it quick. I have a program to write." I continued walking without looking back at my girlfriend. First I get accused of fucking Monica AND getting her pregnant...and now this. I got to Roxanne's room and tossed my computer onto her bed. I let out a sigh of disbelief from the whole predicament. Roxanne stood in the doorway looking at me in awe that I would walk away from such a strong woman-physically and mentally. I felt my self-control starting to lose its edge and I felt like exploding in anger. My hands started to shake uncontrollably and Roxanne took them in hers.

"Why are you being like this? Are you freaking out on me?" Roxanne asked as she tightened her grip.

"LOOK at me, Roxanne. Why do you want me here? I am a criminal and thief and I have had the shit kicked out of me a few times because of it. I have a friend in need and I am helping her...no matter what happens to me. I was under the same roof with the enemy and that same enemy wants to help me. I have been accused of fucking and knocking up Monica and now you are accusing me of fucking Amazon woman. And the good news is it isn't close to being over yet. Freaked out?! Why the fuck should I be freaking out?" I realized I was shouting at her and she stayed absolutely calm. My eyes were burning and I could barely keep them open. I knew what I had to do-it was going to be a matter of when and how.

Roxanne put a hand on each side of my face her eyes met with mine. "It's going to be okay," she whispered. "I'll be by you no matter what." Thoughts raced frantically through my mind about events that were to come. What if Shannon had a thing for me? Could I use that to my advantage? A tactical advantage? I knew that eventually that I would have to kill her to keep her away from Monica and everyone else. In mid thought Roxanne put her lips on mine and kissed me ever so sweetly. She pushed me down onto the bed and straddled me without breaking the seal of passion between us. My mind was hyperactively spinning, wondering if this was the last time I would ever see the love of my life again.

Roxanne pushed the laptop on the floor to make room on her bed. Her tongue was hot on mine as the heat of passion filled her room. My tension from everything was so tight it was about to snap. My fingers dug into her muscular frame as my frustrations began to let themselves go. I pulled Roxanne's shirt up above to her head, stopping it at her eyes. Her arms were up in the air and she was in a sense blinded for a moment. I watched her lips part in search for mine and I licked her lips slowly. Her breathing got short and fast as I did that.

My arousal heightened in my control over her this way. I kissed her neck and nibbled her flesh with my teeth as Roxanne leaned into me. I took her shirt off the rest of the way and tossed it to the floor. Her pierced breasts rested against me as I continued kissing her neck down to her collarbone.

My woman wrapped her arms around my neck firmly and held on to me tight. Her hands wandered down my back, pulling out my shirt from the rim of my pants. I let go of her momentarily and took off my shirt. We sat for what seemed an eternity to me just staring into each other's eyes. My frisky hands went to her piercings and manipulated them with thumbs and index fingers. Roxanne threw her head back, groaning in her pleasure and the constant throbbing in my pants was about to kill me.

Roxanne ground her hips into me and I could feel her heat on my skin. I kissed her on the lips forcefully, letting my angst out on her sexually. She dug her nails into the flesh on my back as I turned her over to her back on the bed. I pulled off her shorts and thong and I took the rest of my clothes and admired the muscular body of my girlfriend.

My hardened member felt a little relieved being freed from its restrictive boundaries until I lay my body down onto her feeling her hot wetness against it. I wanted to push into her but held back for a while longer as I savored this woman's flesh. I went to her heaving breasts first and tongued her shiny hardware. I felt Roxanne's fingers run through my hair as I worked my way down to her naval ring, making circles with my tongue. I wanted to taste her before I made love to her. I looked up at her face to see it in a trance. I went down to her clit and tugged on her clit ring with my teeth. She jumped for a moment and begged me to continue on. I licked up and down with my tongue, pressing hard each time I came across her clit ring. Roxanne's hip gyrated into me as I put my tongue into her wet center as pushed it as far as it would go. She pulled my hair as I tasted her sweetness and rubbed her firm legs with my hands. Her moans got louder and louder and my cock felt like it was restricting all of the blood flow to my brain. I was in a frenzy and had to do something about it quick. I rolled her over onto all fours and grabbed onto her hips. I guided my dick into her and pushed inside slowly.

We simultaneously let out a deep breath and I closed my eyes in pleasure. I thrust in and out of her feeling the warm tightness of her insides around me. I grabbed a hold of her silky long hair and pulled her head back. The more I slid in and out, the more I realized I was calling out her name. I didn't want this to end but my dick was swelling towards eruption.

Before I knew it Roxanne's body thundered around me and I let go of everything I had in me. Hot and sweaty, I fell over her at the end of the climax. She collapsed under me and I rolled over to my back. "Are you alright, babe?" I whispered into her ear. She mumbled something but I didn't quite understand it. "What did you say?"

She rolled to her side. "Do you have to go any further with this? I'd really like it if you stayed here with me. You'd be safe from the law here." I could see the fatigue in her eyes. They were glassed over and bloodshot; mine felt just about the same way. I think I was falling in love with this woman but I knew I couldn't stay. If the super soldiers knew where we were, the law knows as well.

"You know I can't stay. I have to help John and Monica do this. I may sound chickenshit here, but I don't want to go to jail. I need to start over and I have an idea on how to do that but I can't involve you. Not yet." I looked deep into her red-rimmed eyes.

"Then when?" she asked.

I blinked a couple of times before I answered. "You'll know."


I figured I better get into my virus program soon so I got up and picked up the laptop from the floor.

I tore into my new laptop and loaded all of my back-up software to begin writing the virus program. I put in the CD that Shannon had given me and studied the IT layout for my binary assault on its systems. It seemed fairly simple, so I went into notepad and typed away at my infiltration virus I was about to create.

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It had taken me a few hours to write, but I was finally done with the damned thing. Roxanne had gone to sleep despite my continuous typing and she didn't bother me after I was done losing my temper. Me cheat on her? Maybe I should do something drastic considering I am the one that everyone keeps pointing their fingers at. I shook my head trying to get that thought out of my head as my cell phone vibrated on the floor. I picked it up and answered.

"Yeah," I whispered.

"You ready with that virus?" It was Shannon. Her ears must have been burning.

"Yes. Just finished it. Why do you ask?" I tried to keep my voice low so I wouldn't wake Roxanne.

"Can you release it tonight? I can come get you now, this way in the morning they will put in a request to Lucent to have it fixed. You can be the guy who..'fixes' it." Her voice was attracting me now for some odd reason...I wasn't sure if it was resentment of the accusations I was getting or if my other brain was doing the thinking for the big brain.

"When can you be here?" I asked.

"Can you be ready in twenty minutes?"

"I'll be waiting." I said as the phone went dead. I packed up everything in my laptop case including my gun and headed for the front door. I had a feeling deep inside that I should have kissed Roxanne goodbye as I waited for Shannon. About ten minutes went by and Roxanne called for me from the front door of her estate. I went up to her and she had a look on confusion on her face.

"Where are you going?" She asked.

"Take care of business," I said quietly.

"Are you coming back?" She reached out for me but I pulled away a little.

"I don't know, babe. We'll see what tomorrow brings..." As I said that Shannon was waiting outside of the front gate and I kissed Roxanne on the forehead. I got into Shannon's black Expedition and we drove off, not looking back at all to see the expression on my girl's face.

We headed out to the Yucca Mountain site B-Box so I could hook up right at the trunk line going in. Shannon kept looking over at me as I hugged my laptop case. I knew there was something else in the air tonight other than this load and go job.

"Girl trouble?" She asked softly.

"None of your business," I replied back looking at the road in the dead of night.

"I can make it all go away, you know." She suggested.

I blinked and then peered over at her. "Make what go away?"

"Your criminal history. The identity theft, false identifications, fraud...all of it."

"How?" I had to hear this.

"You hand over your friends and I will guarantee your protection. When this is all done we can both disappear. They will never find us...most importantly never find you." She smiled coyly and it was starting to get under my skin.

"And if I don't?" There was always a catch.

"I will kill all of you. That was my original order anyway, but they gave me an alternative because I like you for more than one reason..." She mumbled off so I could barely hear her.

Looked like I didn't have a choice but to agree and then maybe improvise later on. "Alright, you got a deal."

It didn't seem like it took very long before we approached the B-Box terminal a few miles out from the facility. Shannon conveniently had the keys and opened it and she guided me to the proper extension of the building's server where I hooked up the alligator clips to the terminal and plugged my laptop in. It took a while because it was done by dial up, so I set the computer on the ground and got out my gun and a syringe of magnetite. I put the syringe in my inside jacket pocket and tucked the gun in the rim of my jeans for safekeeping.

Once the download was complete, I grabbed my gear and Shannon locked up the B-Box. I tossed my laptop into the Excursion and Shannon towered over me. I looked up into her blue eyes and the devil sat on my shoulder urging me to get on with it. It was written all over her face that she wanted me. I had to think of cold showers and Hillary Clinton naked on a cold day....it wasn't working. She bent down and landed the most powerful kiss I had ever experienced. I held onto the door jam as she pressed into me. I felt my ribs and collarbone throb from the pressure and I pushed back into her to free myself.

"I have a girlfriend," I said in a gasp.

"Not for much longer, you don't." Shannon rebutted as she came toward me again. I felt my blood pressure throb in my jeans the closer she came to me. I grabbed her and spun her into the side of the SUV, pinning her there. I held her arms up against the cool steel of the vehicle as I took in her scent. This woman was not only strong, but could probably kill me while having sex.

"Then let's go back to your place," I whispered into her ear. I knew it would be my greatest opportunity to get rid of her and alleviate John and Monica from having to come out here and do this. Monica needed to be safe and the only way that would happen would be if John was with her. I was going to make sure that happened.

We arrived at Shannon's apartment about an hour after the B-Box download. She was ready to go, I could tell that by the blushing in her cheeks. I had to admit to myself that this was business and not pleasure, and the timing of her demise must be perfect or else I'd really be screwed. As it was I agreed to hand over my friends and destroy evidence of their crusade; I just hope I was convincing enough to this Amazon woman.

"They'll page me in the morning when we need to go out there." Shannon said as she tossed her keys onto the dining room table.

"How do they know to call you?" I asked in suspicion.

She turned and looked at me with assurance. "They know."

I set my laptop case on the couch and turned to face Shannon. She bent down and kissed me, tongue pushing past mine in aggression. I started to lead her to the bedroom and we stopped just short of the doorway.

"What guarantee do I have that you are good for your word on wiping the whole slate clean?" I looked around the barren apartment to look for anything to get a better understanding of this woman.

"Eric, I am neck deep in all of this. My affiliates can make the largest of crimes go away as long as I have your complete cooperation. Having second thoughts?" I watched her reach into her jacket and figured she had a piece hidden under there somewhere. Not the reaction I really wanted.

I shook my head with widened eyes. "No. I was just trying to see if sparing my own ass was worth it. As long as I have you to be with I will do anything you say." I swept her hair aside and nibbled on her neck, listening to her moan in my ear and melt at my fingertips. Somehow I felt like I was in the middle of a really bad James Bond movie where he sleeps with the enemy and almost gets killed in the middle of the act. Deep down I felt regret for even going through with it because of my feelings for Roxanne, but if I pulled this off I wouldn't be able to go back to her for my own safety.

Shannon led me to her bed and began to unclothe me a piece at a time. Not a second was spared and she too was naked before me. My clothes lay next to hers and my gun was on the floor, just to keep track of where my arsenal was. She pulled me on top of her, kissing me like a wild animal in heat. I couldn't resist her aggressiveness because it was a real turn-on. In my own frenzy my hands traced her breasts and my dick was swelling faster than a balloon being filled with helium. I broke off from the kiss to go straight down on her. She tasted sweet as sugar as my tongue lapped up her flowing juices. Her fingers ran through my hair and tugged, indicating for me to suck harder.

She wasn't Roxanne, and she could never replace Roxanne, but I had to be convincing. I kissed and nibbled on the inside of her thigh as she writhed in pleasure underneath me. I looked up at her face; her eyes were closed and her hair draped down one shoulder over her breast. My tongue went up and traced around her navel and up her torso to her lips. She bit my lower lip hard, almost breaking the skin. Her hand went down and lightly caressed my hard on of steel, making me ache and throb for more. She kissed my neck and my sore collarbone as she did this, making the whole experience almost...

I couldn't help it. I had to drive into her right then. My mind was drowning in desire and my hips pushed into hers, making a slippery-smooth entry. She was tight and she was hot and it made me make noises I had never heard myself make. Shannon's nails dug into my spine as I pushed forcefully into her and her legs were wrapped around my waist. I could feel myself approaching an orgasm fast with this high, frenzied pace and Shannon was getting wetter and wetter. We both made sounds of the wild in that room as we began climaxing at the same time.

Just as she began to shudder around my pounding cock the phone started to sound in a double ring. Shannon whispered to me that it was the page that we were waiting for. Just my cue to start my plans.

As my cock emptied itself into her, I raised my fist and pounded her until she was out cold. For how long, I was not sure, but I had to get into some Lucent clothes before she woke up. I couldn't kill her here, but at the facility. I looked at her bruised face as my hands shook in an adrenaline rush. I did not hit women nor did I like to in this case. But, if I wanted to stay alive and in order for Monica to stay alive, I had to do what it took to make it all happen. I threw on a Lucent uniform and dressed my unconscious partner in the same. I put my syringe in the breast pocket and tucked my gun inside the shirt where it was out of sight. I grabbed my laptop and ran downstairs to put it into the SUV and then went back to grab my partner in crime. I carried her down to the Expedition and put her in the passenger seat, as no doubt they are expecting both of us to be there. I buckled her in, started the SUV and began to head out to Yucca Mountain.

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Chapter Thirty-Four

Eric:

My body shook as I drove into the facility driveway, stopping at a guarded gate. An armed guard approached my unconscious partner and myself. She was still out and I placed a ball cap over her face to make it look like she was sleeping.

"Can I help you?" The guard asked.

"Yeah, we're with Lucent Technologies. We were sent out here at the last second to see if we could fix your server...apparently it died during the evening sometime." I said with assurance. I hope I was convincing enough.

"Company ID badges, please?" He stuck his hand out at me and I handed over a couple of Lucent badges that were made just for this occasion. The guard went to his booth to confirm by two-way radio. He nodded in what looked to be confirmation and then came back to the truck to hand me the badges back.  "Here you go. Go ahead." I took the badges from the guard and drove down the dirt road to the facility. I parked the Expedition out front and shut it off. Shannon started to wake up so I sucker-punched her to keep her out for a little longer so I could think out my plan.

My hands shook and my whole body had the cold sweats, but I knew I had to do this. This building was big and it was going to take me some time to set it all up for the rigging. I thought about Roxanne, her face, her eyes, her love for me. Then I thought about Monica and her unborn child with that cheating shit head of a boyfriend. How she managed to keep that jerk in line was beyond my comprehension. I took out my cell phone and rang Roxanne's place to say my last goodbye because after this, there is no way I could stay here.

"Roxanne Derrik," her voice sounded through the ear piece of the phone.

"Roxy...wasn't expecting you to be up." I said with a shaky voice as the darkness of early morning was fading slowly as the sun was coming up.

"Of course I am up, Eric. I was worried about you. Where are you?"

There was dead silence from me as I did not know where to start. "Eric?"

"Roxanne, I only have time to say this once. I have to do something and I am not happy about doing it. It has to be done if my friends are to be safe and if you are to be safe." My voice remained calm and cool.

Roxanne's voice elevated a little. "What do you mean Eric? What are you going to do?" She sounded confused like I expected, but I couldn't do anything about that now.

"I love you, Roxanne." I hung up the phone and set it down on the seat as I reached for my syringe of magnetite. I took off the cap and jabbed the needle into Shannon's chest and pushed all of the fluid into her, causing the immediate response of decomposition. My timing was limited now to get the job done. I got out of the SUV and headed to the back. I popped the back open and got out the telecom tools and tool belt along with my laptop. I closed the door but not all the way so I could get to the explosives readily. I headed through the front door of the lab facility and saw another armed guard in reception.

"There's a separate door around the side that says 'IT'. That is where the server room is. Do your business and then get out." Nice guy. I walked back out to the SUV, started her up and drove around to the side of the building. Apparently Shannon had the keys to this joint because when I went to open that door, a gold key on her key ring unlocked it. I brought the tool pouch and my laptop with me and entered the dimly lit yet cool server room. They had several Dell servers for phone, IP, and networking. Majorly disastrous when fed a virus.

I patched into the main server and tapped into their file directory. I downloaded an anti-virus to counteract the damage so I could begin downloading some evidence of the hybrid freaks that are roaming the earth. As it was doing that, I went out to the SUV and grabbed the box of C-4 and detonators. I kept my hand steady on my gun, looking around to see if I had any company coming anytime soon. I knew I didn't have much time and I hurried back into the server room to hook up my 'special delivery package.' It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out how to plug the detonators in and begin a countdown.

I also wanted to plant somewhere the natural gas lines come into the building so I did the job properly. I checked the laptop to see if the files were done downloading and then connected to their ISP to upload them to several news stations as well as the FBI. I clicked 'send' and let the binary language do its thing. I removed some of the C-4 and left it with a countdown of twenty minutes.

Hopefully no one will find it and I will lock this room up so no one can stop it. I put the remainder of the plastic explosives on a utility cart and put my tools on top of it so no one would notice. I stepped out of the room into a hallway, looking from side to side to see if anyone saw me. I saw an elevator at the end of the hallway and proceeded towards it, hoping there would be a basement option for me to access. I pressed the down button and the doors opened before me. I stepped inside with the cart and hit the basement button as the doors closed. My heart raced furiously in my chest not knowing how much time I had to get out.

Maybe I wouldn't and I just had to accept that as my fate. Seconds later the elevator doors opened and I stepped out, taking in the musty air of the cellar. I followed the gas lines along the ceiling until I came to what looked like a boiler room where the gas lines went out to furnaces and hot water heaters. I began setting up more explosives around the gas lines and connected them all with detonators to a digital countdown meter. I rigged it for ten minutes to make up for the time it took me to come down here.

"Hey!" I heard an authoritative voice shout from behind me. "Don't move!" I heard the locking of a firearm. "On your knees, dirtbag."

"You told me not to move," I said sarcastically.

"On your FUCKING KNEES!" He shouted.

In a swift move I pulled my nine from my pants, turned, and fired one shot. I got him the shoulder, causing him to drop his weapon and I knocked him so hard he went out like a light. His body flopped to the ground in a loud thud and I bent down to see if he was still alive. He was and he conveniently was similar in height and build. He appeared to be a security guard of some kind, so I unclothed him and myself and swapped uniforms.

They'll be looking for a Lucent technician not a guard. I took his spare clips and gun for extra ammo in case I found myself in a tight spot. I walked quickly back to the elevator and pressed the up button and the doors opened once again. I hit the first floor key with my gun drawn knowing full well I could have company really soon. This place was huge and I could only hope that these explosives were enough to do some damage. With a good majority of it kissing the natural gas lines it should make quite a bang.

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Chapter Thirty-Five

Doggett:

What was on her mind? I looked across to my partner who was staring out the windscreen on the drive home from dinner at a nice restaurant. Her face was a little pale and her eyes were glazed over as if deep in thought. In different circumstances I would have asked what she was thinking but this time I let her be. She had been through an ordeal. The shock to her body of being thrown against the wall by Devin the super soldier and then the scare of a shaky pregnancy must have taken their toll.

It was difficult focusing on the road ahead of me thinking about my angel and our child inside her. The thought of bringing up a child at my age was daunting. His or safety was a priority in a world that just a year ago I never would have believed could have existed. I still couldn't believe it. First the genetically engineered super soldiers and then aliens taking over Earth were still far fetched in my mind? If I hadn't witnessed the strange demise of some of these super humans then my skeptical mind would deem it incredulous.

We pulled into our allotted spot in the parking garage underneath our apartment complex and I went around to open Monica's door. She smiled up sweetly to me not needing words to show her gratitude as I helped her out and we walked to the stairwell.

"Thirsty? I was thinking hot chocolate?"

"John, I need sleep." Nodding, I turned the key but did not feel the usual tension of a bolted lock. The door inched its way open. We both stared at each other with similar thoughts on our minds and walked in quietly expecting an unwanted intruder. This was something neither of us desired at that time. All I wanted was for Monica to be safe and for her pregnancy to go ahead without difficulties. Just one night just to ourselves, was that too much to ask?

I signaled with my head for Monica to check the bedrooms while I searched the rest of the apartment. Then I saw her, long dark hair braided into a plait leaning over with her head in her hands.

"Roxanne?" She turned abruptly not hearing my entrance, just as Monica ran into the room. Wisps of flyaway hair framed a flushed, perplexed face and I knew immediately something was very wrong. To make a strong woman crumble like this, it would have to be something close to home like, for instance, a lover. Monica's thoughts mirrored my own.

"It's Eric, isn't it." Monica moved over and trailed an arm around her shoulders. "What's happened Roxanne?" They sat together on the living room couch and I stood in front of them clinging to every word.

"I know he's in trouble." She looked from Monica to me. "He went off with Shannon to plant the virus and all I received was a sketchy phone call from him."

"What did he say?" My partner's voice was soft and soothing.

"He said he has to do something that he is not happy about doing. It has to be done if you, John and myself are to be safe."

Monica and myself shared worried glances. Had Eric moved further than expected? All he was to do was plant the virus then we would all go to the plant together for the rest of the sabotage.

"What else Roxanne?" I pleaded. "Did he say anything else about what he was concerned about?"
She shook her head, "It sounded final Monica." She'd never seen her boss act quite like this. Her head rested on Monica's shoulder.

"Final? How?"

"He's not coming back, I know it."

"Will you be all right here?" She got off the couch and made her way to the bedroom and brought back her gun.

"What are you doing Monica?" I knew that steely look of determination in her eyes.

"John, get your weapon and the magnetite, we're going after him."

"Uh uh. You are staying here my love; I will go after him. You're in no condition for this." I realized my order was futile as Monica went over to Roxanne and spoke further.

"We will find him Roxanne. We'll bring him back to you. We can't sit here and let him go on a suicide mission alone. Do you have your cell phone?" In confirmation, Roxanne patted the bag beside her. "Come on John, I forgot how much I miss our job." As we headed out the door I could see the Monica of old coming back. I was really concerned for her health but when she showed this much resolve I knew I couldn't convince her to stay home.

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Monica drove as I checked the magnetite and filled six syringes. The thought of using these was not pleasant but the safety of our unborn child and us was at stake. If Eric had indeed arrived at the facility and had begun planting the charges then we needed to be there as back up. What a silly shit to go it alone. What was the motherfucker thinking?

The road to the plant was rocky. It didn't seem many vehicles took this path. The night was dark and the only illumination we had was from the truck's headlights.

"John." I looked up to see the perimeter fencing about hundred yards up the road and the pinpoint lighting of the facility in the distance. We circled the area until we found a section of fence that appeared the closest to the building complex and used our wire cutters to make a suitable hole to squeeze through. We didn't need to go through the main gates and bring undue attention to ourselves. Monica held the magnetite in an over the shoulder tote bag. I just hoped we didn't need to use it but we needed this sort of back up if we were discovered.

Once inside the grounds we ran over a vast amount of grassed area until we hit bitumen near what was one of the outer buildings. There was minimal lighting around the structures but we could make out the shape of the main building about two hundred yards away. Through several lit windows we saw movement. The facility seemed alive, even at night. We would need to watch each other's backs if we were to remain undiscovered and safe. I signaled Monica with my head, to move on.

We ran silently, ever vigilant, up to the main entrance and lay flat against the wall. Peering around the corner carefully I witnessed a few men in white lab coats carrying clipboards milling around chatting and comparing notes. Just then one of them made his way to the front doors. Fearing discovery I lay perfectly still against the stucco wall and lay an arm across Monica's stomach silently indicating that something was wrong.

We stayed still in the shadows until the man had disappeared into the night. Breathing a silent sigh of relief I collected Monica's elbow and we scooted around the building looking for another way in.

"Monica," I whispered, shining my flashlight on a ladder that seemed to go to the roof. Letting her go first I followed, flashlight in my mouth. Once on top we found a door that would lead us inside. Finding the lock pick in my pocket I successfully opened the door and peered inside. The staircase leading down seemed empty.

Getting into the facility had been the easy part so far. Finding Eric while staying undetected was going to be hard. We did a floor-by-floor search staying in the shadows and around corners as much as possible when we saw movement and heard voices. The top few floors seemed to be mainly offices and largely unoccupied at this time of night. The lit rooms we avoided. Once on the ground floor we made our way down a deserted hallway to a door that was screaming for us to open. Through the small glass window we saw that this was indeed the center of the work they were doing here.

Carefully opening the door and creeping inside we looked around the gigantic room in awe and then made brief eye contact, almost reading each other's thoughts. It was a huge laboratory with scientific equipment everywhere. There was a long bench with microscopes and at the end a large piece of equipment that looked like an electron microscope. One wall was covered with cabinets. Though the glass doors we could see and a vast number of varying colored chemicals in different sized bottles and multiple specimen jars.

Monica searched one side of the room while I went the other way. I came across a set of filing cabinets that were conveniently unlocked. It seemed the residents didn't expect unwanted guests. I flicked through the files. Most of it was Greek to me but the one main theme was that indeed it looked as though this was a facility for stem cell research. They had been researching and breeding these super soldiers right here in this plant.

There was a rattle of a door handle close by that both Monica and myself heard. She rushed over and we took one side each with our guns ready. It opened slowly as though the person was expecting company. Looking intently at each other then the door, we were prepared to use force to get us out of this situation.

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The large figure loomed in the entrance.
"Hold it there, don't move!" Both of us trained our guns on the person as he slowly came into view. I saw the guard's uniform and was about to fire when I heard Monica's voice.

"Eric!" Monica noticed him first. He turned around to look at us both almost expecting our presence.
"The dynamic duo couldn't stay away." He chuckled to himself.
"You mother fucking son of a bitch!" I was furious. "What got up your ass that you had to go this alone?"

He looked at Monica and gently cupped her face in his hand, "I did it for you honey, and Roxanne." Monica stayed silent, almost reading his thoughts. This was a side she must have rarely seen in Eric. I'd seen that look of hers before. She was concerned for the safety of this man.

Suddenly a siren blared out from the silence.
"Come on, this way! We have three minutes before this whole facility blows."
"What?" He'd planted the explosives without even involving us and putting us all in danger.
"Just come!" Almost uncontrolled anger welled up inside me. If we ever made it out of this mess I'd have to challenge this shit to an unsolicited boxing match just to feel normal again. The adrenaline forced us all to run down the hall to the stairwell.

Eric opened the door and in burst two large men in security uniforms. One grabbed Eric by the shirtfront, lifted him and threw him across the hallway against a wall.

"Hold up there!" I trained my weapon on the second man. I knew it was useless if this man just happened to be a super soldier but I didn't have the magnetite handy. My mind went back to when I'd shot Knowle Roher at point blank range but he'd kept coming at me. The first man was about to grab Monica when Eric jumped him.

I turned my attention to the guard coming at me and fired, once, twice, three times, a fourth but he kept coming. What was I to do? My life flashed before my eyes as I felt his hand grab my shirt and with super human strength lift me and threw me so that I landed with a heavy, painful thump on the ground and skidded along the floor. My head spun, I saw lights all around. Shaking my head cleared it a little but it wasn't enough. He had me again and pinned me against the wall forcing the air out of my lungs. I couldn't move, couldn't breathe, all was beginning to go dark when slowly the burden lightened. I slid down the wall to the floor coughing and in pain.

"John." I felt an arm on my shoulder and heard my partner's sweet voice. It was then I looked down and saw the shriveling up body of the guard and knew that Monica had saved my life by using one of the magnetite filled syringes. Looking across to Eric sitting up against a wall deemed him alive also. A rapidly decomposing mass sizzled beside him.  Monica wrapped her arm around me and urged me to stand.

"Quick John, we have to go now!"

Eric stood uneasily and opened the stairwell door.

"Come on you two, we must only have about forty seconds before this whole place blows to hell." The adrenaline in my body kicked started and I found myself once again running. We all flew down the stairs following Eric who seemed to know where he was going. The blood coursing through my veins let out thuds that seemed to match every precious second that passed.

We had cheated death so many times in the past but this was all so close. Eric flung open the door to the outside and let us out first. We ran for our lives, me behind Monica, Eric in the rear. If the explosion caught us I would be there to protect her with my body. We reached the grassed area when we heard the first explosion. It wasn't until about the third that we felt the rush of pressure that pushed us over forcefully onto the ground. My arm instinctively went around my lover and I turned back to see the night sky aflame with light and fire and sparks. We lifted ourselves up and kept running, not looking back.

When we reached the hole in the fence we turned and saw the massive fire and the facility burning uncontrollably. Something was wrong. We both looked all around us. In our haste to leave we hadn't noticed that Eric hadn't followed us.

"John!" Monica's voice was panicked. "Where's Eric?"

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Reyes:

John looked back at the fiery building as window glass and other debris fell to the ground. We could both feel the heat from the explosion. I stood up slowly with weak legs under me, looking around for any signs of life. My mind was spinning round and round in hysteria not knowing what happened to Eric. He was right behind us but we must have lost track of him trying to save our own lives. My eyes filled with tears, as I feared the worse for him. Guilt took over me as I hung my head toward the ground, feeling like I was going to throw up. I felt John's hands grab me as my knees buckled from the emotional typhoon roaring through me.

"He must've got out another way, Mon." John said between breaths. We both were breathing hard from the bonsai sprint we made out of the facility. "You know Eric, Mon...he's eluded the FBI this long I doubt he'd let himself be killed. He's got too much to live for now."

I wanted to believe that with all of my heart and soul. I felt I owed Eric for helping us and being there for me when I needed him despite the fact that John hated him to no end. As John held me up I started to feel a small rumble in the earth beneath my feet. I blinked as I looked down only to feel the rumble get harder and harder. I exchanged concerned looks with John and we both bolted for Eric's truck. I paid no attention to the shattered window glass that lay on the ground and on the seat of the truck as I quickly got in. John hopped in on the driver's side, started the truck and drove off as quickly as he could without looking back.

"Are you thinking what I am thinking?" I panted.

"Oh yeah. He rigged it to a gas line. I am surprised it didn't go with the first round of explosions." John put the accelerator to the floor as we headed back to sin city.

My heart skipped beats it pounded so quickly in my chest. My breaths became short again as my anxiety over Eric came to bear. I put my hands on the dashboard as I braced myself through the rush of raw emotion streaming through my veins. At the same time I was angry that Eric kept us out of the loop. I had a weird feeling all through dinner with John that something was not right; it's my fault for not checking in on him. I wish I could share John's enthusiasm on Eric's survival skills; I just couldn't believe it after what I saw. I squeezed my eyes shut as I tried to suppress these feelings from making me sick as we drove back home.

The road ahead of us was pitch dark. All I could make out were the white lines in the road passing faster and faster. I could only think of Eric and how I was going to have to tell Roxanne without knowing for sure what happened to him. My body started to throb from the forcefulness of the explosion as I sat in the passenger seat absorbing every little bump in the road. With all of the events happening to us I was not sure if my life would ever be normal again. My defenses dropped and I began to cry uncontrollably into my hands that now covered my face.

"Mon? You alright?" John asked as he looked over at me. I felt his hand on my shoulder and he gripped it snugly. "It's going to be okay. We'll find out for sure soon. It's only a matter of time now." His words were comforting to a point, but there were still a lot of unanswered questions surrounding this whole situation. Was this the last of the super soldiers? Did we just help them get rid of evidence? Was Eric able to get evidence out of the building before it blew? Was everything back to normal now...as normal as could possibly be? Would we be able to go back to our jobs? The questions ricocheted off of one another in my brain the whole way back to our apartment.

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We pulled into our spot at our apartment complex. Roxanne's Excursion was still parked in visitor parking when we drove by. We both got out slowly, feeling dirty, bruised and wore out, and headed for the front door. I turned the knob as it was still unlocked and opened the door. The hinges creaked loudly and startled Roxanne awake on the couch. She looked like hell, which was pretty much how I was feeling as well. Dampness of tears that streaked down my face was still evident and she noticed them right away. Her blue eyes looked for a shred of hope that I could not give to her.

"Did you find him?" she asked softly.

My eyes watered up, as I did not know how to gently put any of it to her. I shook my head as tears ran off of my cheek and I looked away for a moment over to John. "We saw him, but we don't know what happened to him..." I could barely speak the words I wanted. "Um...there was a big explosion and we thought he was behind us..." I couldn't say anymore. I broke down because I knew it all was going to hurt no matter how I sugar coated it. Roxanne hung her head and covered her face with one hand. She started to hyperventilate and so did I; John embraced both of us and guided us back to the sofa where we blindly sat down and wept.

"We don't know anything for sure yet, Roxanne." John started. "There is no good way to brighten your hopes. The explosion was so great I don't know if he got out. If he did, he's one sneaky bastard and we'll find out from him." John paused and shook his head. "I guess only time will tell us for sure." He sounded doubtful but I suppose that was par for the course. I honestly could not see how Eric could have escaped it, and my eyes poured out into John's chest.

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The whole night was a blur to me. John let Roxanne crash on the couch because she was in no condition to drive herself back home. He carried me up the stairs to our bedroom and set me down on our bed. I needed a shower even though my body was telling me I should be deep in a coma about now. I stripped off my filthy clothes and went into the bathroom to turn the shower on. John followed in behind me after he removed his attire. I got the water running and John looked me over with worried eyes in the mirror's reflection. He wrapped his arms around me and I leaned back into him so he could support some of my dead weight. He closed his eyes and nuzzled his head into mine as his hands felt over my stomach. As I stood there I could feel some nausea creeping up on me from my pregnancy. My face flushed pale as I bent over the bathroom sink.

"Mon, what's the matter?" John asked with concern in his voice.

"I'm alright, John. Just a little morning sickness. The adrenaline is wearing off and my body is coming back down to reality." I really felt like throwing up. What I did out at Yucca Mountain I am surprised I haven't miscarried the baby. I was definitely feeling like I did way too much.

"Come on, let's get you into the shower." John guided me into the shower stall and he came in behind me. He held me up as he washed my hair, massaging my head as he applied the shampoo. I closed my eyes and relaxed into to him, trying to place the night's events out of my mind. I rinsed my hair out and faced John. I wrapped my arms around him, letting out a sigh into his chest. John grabbed the bar of soap and soaped down my back as best he could without disturbing the comfort of where I was at the moment. After I rinsed the soap away John cupped my face with his hands and our eyes locked into a stare. "I love you, Monica Reyes." He whispered. My eyes already burned from the crying I had been doing all night, but this made them burn even more. I took one of John's hands and kissed it. He placed a soft kiss onto my lips and embraced me as the hot water bounced off of our bodies.

It seemed like forever we stood there holding one another before the water starting getting cold. I turned the knob and shut the water off, stepping out of the shower. I grabbed a towel from a towel ring and quickly dried myself off and headed for the bed. I was physically and mentally exhausted. If I slept for the next twenty-four hours I could have cared less. I flopped onto the mattress and almost instantly I fell into a deep sleep.


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