Fire and Ice - Part 4

Fire and Ice

Part 4 of 4

She led Danielle into the bedroom and pushed the night stand aside, lifting several loose floor boards. A small safe was cemented into the floor. "Julian wasn’t the only to think of blackmail. I have enough documentation to send him to prison for life, but not without implicating myself."

"There’s no chance you could get immunity for the information?" Danielle asked.

"I’ll never get immunity. I’ve done things that can't be forgiven. It’s not politically expedient to grant immunity to someone who has committed the crimes I have. No politician is going to take that kind of risk, not even to nail Julian. And if by some miracle they did, Julian’s people would get to me. I wouldn’t last a week."

"There must be a way."

"I think there is." Alex paused, knowing her lover would not approve. "He wants me to steal van Gogh’s "Corridor in the Asylum" from the Museum of Modern Art.

"You aren’t going to do it, are you?"

"I am. This will be the last."

"When?"

"Tomorrow night. For some reason this is important to him, more than he’s letting on. I think I can get him to deal with me directly, maybe even collect it from me personally. I’ll arrange a meeting with him after I have it." She hesitated before continuing. "I plan to kill him at the drop point."

Danielle looked away.

Alex placed the floor boards back into position. "If I fail, if he kills me, I want you to get these documents to the police. It might save my mother and brother." Alex removed the silver bracelet from her wrist, pointing out the small key that opened the safe. She put the bracelet on Danielle wrist and tightened the clasp.

Alex made eye contact and held it to be sure Danielle understood. "Don’t give the evidence to the police unless I’m dead."

Danielle nodded and held her tight. Alex put a lot of faith in her showing her this. She would not let her down. But somehow, she had to talk her out of killing Julian, there had to be another way to free her. She had to find an alternate plan.

Alex interrupted her concentration. "I have a number of details to see to before tomorrow night." She explained.

"Can I help?"

Alex was touched by her lover’s devotion. "You already have. But this will be easier for me, if I do it alone." Danielle looked concerned.

She tried to console her. "I don’t expect any trouble." She tucked a loose strand of blonde hair behind Danielle’s ear. "Just knowing your safe and waiting for me, is help enough."

"Okay then, I’ll wait." Danielle was determined to be supportive. "When will I see you again?"

"It will be at least a couple of days. I’ll come to you as soon as I can." Danielle looked troubled.

"I’ll get this over with as soon as possible. You won’t even have time to miss me."

The young woman released a heavy breath. "I doubt that very much."

Alex smiled. "There is something you can do for me."

Danielle looked up hopefully. Alex took her hand lovingly and pulled her up onto the bed.

*****

Alex pulled into the lot and looked up at Danielle’s window. She could see her talking on the phone and smiled at her animated gestures. She was dressed in a green satin robe that Alex hadn’t seen before. Danielle hung up and dug a spoon into a pint container of ice cream. Alex watched intently as the spoon slipped past her lover’s lips.

She took a deep breath. The sight of her lover excited her. She picked up her cell phone and punched in Danielle’s number. She felt a chill as she watched the young woman lick the spoon clean and pick up the receiver.

"Hello"

"Mmm, hi."

Danielle exhaled in relief. She had been nervously awaiting word from Alex’s all evening. "Are you all right? Did everything go okay?"

"Just fine. I’m finished with my business and I thought maybe we could get together." She watched a beautiful smile spread across her lover’s face.

"I would like that."

"You have a beautiful smile, by the way, and green is definitely your color."

"How do you..."

"I have my ways."

Danielle stepped up to the window and peered out. Alex was leaning on the car gazing up at her.

"How long have you been watching me?"

"Not nearly long enough." Alex winked. "Can I come up?"

Danielle paused and looked thoughtful. "Hmm... I don’t know." She looked playfully at Alex.

"Please... let me in." Alex purred, going along with the game.

"And since when did a locked door ever stop you?"

"Ahh... That was the old Alex. I’ve found love and given up my wicked ways."

"I hope not all your wicked ways."

"Never." Alex smiled. "I’m coming up."

"Wait… tonight I call the shots." She smiled seductively, sending a chill down Alex’s back. "Agreed?"

Alex froze momentarily then nodded. Her legs felt rubbery as she climbed last of the stairs that separated them.

When she got to the top, Danielle was standing with the door open. She pulled Alex in and pushed her against the closed door, locking her mouth to Alex’s. The kiss was slow and sensual, leaving the older woman breathless.

"I guess you really did miss me." Alex smiled.

Danielle nuzzled her lips against the hollow of her neck. "Terribly."

She touched her tongue against warm flesh and tasted her lover’s skin. "I’ve wanted you all day."

"And now that you have me what do you intend to do with me?"

"You’ll know soon enough." Danielle promised.

She could see the dark outline of Alex’s nipples through her light blouse. Her fingers worked methodically at the buttons until her lover’s breasts were fully exposed. Alex’s erect nipples betrayed her arousal. The points stood up, begging to be touched. Danielle slid the blouse over the swell of her muscled shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

Without hesitating, she dropped to her knees and slowly unzipped her pants. She could feel Alex’s heat without touching her skin and smiled. Alex wasn’t wearing underpants. Danielle kissed the dark patch of curly hair in appreciation. She watched as the muscles of Alex’s abdomen contracted, releasing the delicious scent of her lover. Danielle’s senses filled. Without hesitation the tip of her tongue darted between Alex’s outer lips, sampling the wetness that coated her sex. Alex nervously pulled Danielle to her feet.

"Now you." She tugged at the tie of her robe and watched hungrily as it fell open. Alex slowly pulled the belt from the loops of the robe. She snapped the material and smiled wickedly.

"Once a thief, always a thief." She teased.

Alex draped the tie across Danielle’s wrists and raised a questioning brow. Danielle’s pulse quickened. The temptation to submit to her lover was strong, but she had different plans for Alex. This would have to wait for another night.

Danielle freed her hands and shook her head. "Not this time." She winked showing her interest in the idea. "You promised I would be in control. Have you forgotten?"

Alex’s mouth went dry.

Danielle stretched the tie in front of her, gauging her reaction. Alex’s eyes darted anxiously, reminding her of a caged lioness. She dropped the tie. Alex’s relief was apparent.

Danielle guided the strong hands to her bare hips. The moment Alex came in contact with the young woman’s flesh her body relaxed. She ran her fingers up Danielle’s slides and quickly relieved her of her robe.

"Come." Danielle whispered. She took Alex’s hand in hers and led her into the bedroom.

Danielle immediately took control, directing her down onto the bed. She urged Alex to slide back until her lower back was leaning against the headboard. Danielle hands gently spread Alex’s legs and she kneeled between them.

"Do you trust me?" Danielle asked. Alex met her gaze and nodded. Danielle leaned in and breathed hotly against Alex’s ear.

"No more barriers between us." .

Alex’s chest tightened. She wanted to give Danielle her very soul, the young woman deserved nothing less, but she was afraid she couldn’t. In the back of her mind there was Julian, taunting, a continual reminder of her murderous past and misplaced trust. She wasn’t sure if she was capable of letting her guard down fully.

"Surrender to me." Danielle breathed.

She was asking her to relinquish control, to trust her completely. Alex couldn’t speak, the words were trapped deep inside.

The young woman read the reluctance in her eyes. She held Alex’s face in her hands. "You think he owns you, that you have to destroy him to be free. But you’re ruled by your heart, Alex and he doesn’t own that… I do. And tonight, I’m going to prove it. After tonight, you will always remember." She stared possessively into the vivid blue before her.

Alex feared her heart would burst from her chest. She could not stop her body from trembling. Just as she prepared to bolt, Danielle leaned in and lightly touched her lips. Alex’s body slowly yielded to her own need. Her lips parted, allowing Danielle’s tongue entrance, while her own tongue urgently sought out the heat of Danielle’s mouth. The fevered coupling was sheer bliss.

The younger woman sat back leaving Alex breathless.

Her eyes caressed Alex as she spoke. "I plan to go very slowly." The older woman’s heart beat rapidly as Danielle guided Alex’s legs closed.

"No matter what I do, where I touch you, I want you to hold back." She put her lips against Alex’s ear and straddled her legs.

"Don’t climax until I tell you…" A sensual smile spread across her lips. "Do you understand?"

Alex swallowed hard and nodded. In reward, Danielle ran her finger down the length of her torso stopping at the apex of her thighs.

Danielle’s mouth followed at a slower pace, moving down her neck, shoulder, and arm until she reach the swell of Alex’s breast. Her tongue circled the erect nipple several times before her mouth fell on it hungrily. She fed on Alex’s nipple as if it were her body, and not her soul that required nourishment. The insistent pulling flooded Alex’s entire being with heat. She arched into the exquisite contact, her breathing hoarse and needy.

Once again Danielle pulled back. Alex’s pleading expression revealed how desperately she wanted her young lover to continue.

Danielle smiled and reached into the ice bucket on the night table, grasping a piece in her fingers. Alex watched it glisten in the dim light. She was transfixed. The slick cube lightly grazed her skin just below the hollow of her throat, causing Alex to tremble with excitement.

The young woman’s tongue followed behind the cool ice, burning a trail. The contrasting temperatures brought every nerve in Alex’s body to life. She moaned at the incredible sensation. Danielle took her time as promised, tracing the curves of her breasts, moving torturously slow down her torso.

Alex was keenly aware of the wetness building between her legs as Danielle neared the place she needed her most. As in worship, Danielle kissed her lover’s mound. Alex attempted to spread her legs in offering, but Danielle’s knees proved to be an immovable barrier. A frustrated cry escaped Alex’s lips.

"Easy..." Danielle soothed, her fingers caressing the moist curly hairs. Alex groaned and forced her legs to relax.

"We have all… night... long." Danielle whispered slowly. Alex inhaled sharply, not nearly as confident in her restraint as her young lover.

Danielle sat back on her heels and picked up another piece of ice. Alex watched mesmerized as the ice succumbed to her young lover’s heated skin, droplets streamed down Danielle’s fingers, dripping onto her stomach.

Alex felt a wave of dizziness as she realized, that like the ice, she too was melting under her lover’s touch. Danielle slowly reached for the something on the night table. When her hand came back into view, she held a long thin needle. She searched her lover’s eyes for her reaction, ready to abandon her plan at the slightest hesitation. Alex swallowed hard and nodded.

Danielle slowly circled her lover’s erect nipple with the ice. Alex’s shoulders snapped back, causing her breasts to jut forward, her nipples stood up provocatively . Danielle smiled and lovingly circled the hard point several times in succession. Alex shivered more from anticipation than cold. The knowledge of what her lover intended to do stimulated her beyond reason.

"Hold on to the headboard." Alex obeyed immediately, her arms stretched out low to either side.

Danielle, set the ice aside and cradled her lovers right breast in her hand. Slowly she tightened her grip. "Be very still."

With loving care and delicate precision, she passed the sharp needle through the numbed nipple. Alex was conscious only of her lover’s warm hand and a dull pressure. The sight of the needle penetrating the her erect flesh caused her head to swim with excitement.

Danielle reached for the small gold loop on the night table. She removed the tiny bead, opening the ring. With loving care, she threaded it through her lover’s nipple. She used a soft cloth to wipe away two of the three small drops of blood from Alex’s breast. The last she collected on the end of her finger. Alex quivered with desire as she watched her lover slowly lick the droplet with the tip of her tongue.

Danielle re-attached the bead to the ring, pausing to admire her work. Her eyes sparkled with approval.

"So perfect." Danielle smiled.

She lifted Alex’s breast, causing the ring to shift slightly. Alex bit back a moan. "Yes… when it moves... when it tugs... when you feel your clothes rub against it, you’ll think of me." She squeezed gently. "You’re mine."

"Yes..." Alex hissed as her mouth closed hungrily on Danielle’s. Her hands slid through Danielle’s hair and pulled her in. The need in her kiss revealed her desperate hunger. Danielle gently pushed her back. Alex groaned.

"On your knees."

Alex’s mind reeled as it processed the request. With little hesitation she complied, her body thrumming with anticipation as she turned and faced the wall.

"Place your hands on the headboard."

Alex reached forward with trembling fingers, grateful for something solid to hold on to. She tightly gripped the low brass headboard. The metal felt cool against her fevered skin.

"That’s right... back up... just a little more... stretch your arms out... yes...that’s it.

The change in position caused the flow of blood to quickly circulate to her breasts, bringing a rush of warmth to the tender flesh. The cool numbing effect of the ice slowly faded and her nipple to began to throb with sensation, echoing the pulsing between her legs.

She kneeled, her arms outstretched, her nipples less than an inch from the bed. Each time she exhaled the small nipple ring brushed lightly against the sheets, sending a riot of sensation through her. She fought the urge to roll over and take control. With complete disregard for modesty, she rolled her hips in a silent plea to end her longing.

Danielle moved behind and slight to the left. She slowly ran her hand down Alex’s straining torso, and over her firm bottom, stopping just short of her sex. Alex spread her legs and moaned as her sensitive nipple rubbed against the sheet. Danielle wrapped her right arm around Alex’s waist holding her in place and playfully squeezed the neglected left nipple with her other hand.

Gradually Danielle released her and let the fingers seek out the source of Alex’s heat. They slid teasingly across her opening, slowly circling her entrance. Alex cried out. She was wet, open and empty… raw with need. The urge to rock her hips back was overwhelming, but the headboard anchored her in place. It was impossible to push back on her lover’s questing fingers without letting go.

As if in answer to her silent prayer, Danielle pressed two fingers a scant few millimeters past her entrance and paused, watching Alex twitch with anticipation. She smiled and pushed in a little farther, then paused again. Alex shuddered. Her young lover had been paying attention. Danielle pushed just a bit deeper, wriggling her fingers.

"I want every inch of you." Danielle whispered hotly.

Alex groaned and threw her head back, teeth clenched. She managed to keep from crying out by expelling her breath in a deep hiss. The sharp exhale caused the nipple ring to graze the sheets, harder this time. She gasped as her aroused nipple tightened around the small ring. It sent a rush of heat to her very core.

Danielle’s fingers continued their slow progression inside her, until at last she was completely filled. Alex moaned, her pleasure was so acute.

It was a wonderful sound, the purest reflection of the ecstasy she felt. Danielle’s left hand pressed against Alex’s lower abdomen, where she felt her own fingers moving inside her lover.

Slowly she brought them to a stop. Alex’s eyes clouded in a erotic haze, her lips forming one word, ‘please’.

Although Danielle had neither seen nor heard her plea, she was keenly aware of her lover’s need and placed two fingers on Alex’s swollen clit, gliding through her wetness. At the same time she began slowly pumping inside, taking nearly a full breath to push in completely then retreat. She massaged Alex’s clit with a slow back and forth motion in perfect rhythm with her thrusts.

"Ohhh, god Danielle I...I can’t..." Alex was on the brink of release.

"Just a little longer… for me." Alex took long shuddering breath.

"That’s it .... yes... hold back." Danielle’s voice was like a tender caress and Alex strained to obey. She tried inching forward to escape the relentless fingers teasing her clit, but Danielle leaned in, never ceasing her gentle stroking. Alex’s breaths came in rapid pants. She was going to come.

Danielle sensed it and lifted her fingers from her throbbing clit, yet never ceased her rhythmic thrusts. They continued, relentlessly, penetrating Alex’s very depths.

Danielle leaned toward her lover’s ear. Her breasts rubbing sensually against Alex’s back. "You can sustain this arousal for a long time." She teased. Alex’s hands nearly left the headboard as her own words returned to haunt her.

She tried to ignore the friction of her lover’s fingers plunging inside her slow and steady. It was impossible. Her clit continued to pulse, as if reliving Danielle’s gentle caress.

When again, Alex thought she could no longer hold back, Danielle changed her tactics, confusing her senses. Her fingers played with her left nipple, firmly pinching it again… and again… and again. Alex’s moaned as she realized the this action too, was meant to match her lover’s thrusts.

She tried to concentrated on the short bursts of pain assaulting her nipple and the wonderful tingling sensation that radiated through her breast, but the movement of Danielle’s fingers deep inside her refused to be ignored. The tips of her lover’s fingers curled slightly, creating an exquisite new pressure.

Alex groaned as Danielle’s hand moved from her breast. Now her lover’s mouth pressed against her neck adding a new torment. She began drawing hard against the tender skin there. Alex’s arms shook and her shoulders strained as Danielle pressed her weight into her lover’s back, leaning into her. Alex’s body was awash with sensation. She couldn’t escape it. Nothing could distract her from the release building inside her.

At that moment Danielle knew Alex was hers. She eased her weight back and ground her pelvis against Alex’s bottom nudging her forward. This small concession freed Alex’s hips to move back and forth, swallowing her lover’s fingers. She groaned in gratitude.

The fingers of Danielle’s left hand once again found Alex’s clit and resumed their relentless stroking. Alex’s entire body stiffened in a final attempt to hold back.

"Come for me." Danielle purred.

Alex nearly sobbed in relief. She groaned and pushed her hips back, forcing Danielle’s fingers deep inside. Danielle met her thrust for thrust as her fingers massaged her swollen clit. With every movement Alex felt Danielle’s energy pass into her, accumulating in her core, until the pleasure overwhelmed her and she had to let go.

"Now." Danielle urged. "Let go!"

Alex’s hips froze in ecstasy as she came in a series of jarring explosions. She shook helplessly as spasms racked her body and braced against her young lover as currents of pleasure coursed through her. Danielle never stopped. She drew out the climax with gentle caresses until Alex cried out, giving in to her lover completely. As the spasms subsided, Alex collapsed, weakened by the force of her climax.

Every few minutes her body would tremble, remembering release.

It was redemption. The power of Danielle’s love, her utter devotion, mended her soul. Alex held her tightly as her breathing returned to normal. Her cheeks were wet with tears.

"You... only you…" Alex promised. Encircled in the glow of Danielle’s love she drifted, exhausted into slumber.

Danielle remained awake, formulating a desperate plan. No one would separate them ever again.

*******

Part VII

*******

Alex ate a huge breakfast. Food had never tasted so good to her. Danielle poured her a cup of coffee and flashed a beautiful smile. The older woman playfully ruffled her hair.

Alex felt wonderful. For the first time in her life she wasn’t alone. Danielle was an integral part of her life. She felt such joy just being with her. Her life had been transformed.

Danielle took a seat across from her at the kitchen table. Her green eyes were suddenly serious.

"What is it?" Alex asked.

Danielle didn’t want a confrontation, but knew this had to be settled before they could go on. She hesitated and reached out covering Alex’s hand with her own.

"I want to go with you when you meet with Julian."

Danielle could not comprehend the evil he embodied. Alex would give her life to protect her from it, but she feared her life would not be enough. "No."

Danielle pulled her hand back. "No? That’s it? No discussion?"

"It’s not safe."

"Alex we’ve been over this. I stayed home while you did the robbery, but I can’t let you do this alone."

"Julian may not know about you yet." Her eyes pleaded for Danielle to relent. "It’s safer for you here."

"You think he doesn’t know about me already?," Danielle asked sarcastically.

Alex feared she was right. "He would enjoy bringing you pain… There is nothing I wouldn’t do to prevent him from hurting you, but I... I don’t know if I can protect you... He’ll sense what you mean to me and use you to manipulate me. You don’t understand what he’s capable of."

"Alex, how can I make you see that our love is not your weakness but your strength?"

Alex reached out and took Danielle’s hand. She could barely keep her voice steady. "Your love means everything to me. I... I couldn’t go on if anything happened to you."

Danielle spoke with conviction as she looked deep into her lover’s eyes. "Then you shouldn’t have any trouble understanding how I feel."

"You’re not going to let this go, are you?" Alex said, shaking her head in frustration.

"No." Danielle said firmly. "But if you bend this time, I’ll bend the next." She raised a playful eyebrow.

Alex didn’t respond, memories of the extreme cruelty Julian was capable of flooded her thoughts.

"Alex, trust me. Believe in us. Together we can beat him. I have a plan."

Danielle had a look of fierce determination. Alex had lost this battle and she knew it. She sighed deeply and pressed Danielle’s fingers to her lips. "All right, we’ll do this your way."

Danielle was around the table in a flash, hugging her tightly. Alex could not share her lover’s happiness. For the first time in her life, she said a silent prayer.

*****

Danielle had just picked up the breakfast dishes when the doorbell rang. She was startled to see a police officer standing at her door and opened it hesitantly.

"Danielle Stafford?"

"Yes."

"I’ve been sent to drive you to the station. Detective Bowin would like to speak with you." Danielle tried to stall. Alex wasn't home. She was out meeting Sal. Danielle wanted time to speak with her before she talked to the police.

"I’m expecting company. Can I come later?"

"I’m afraid not ma’am."

Danielle grabbed her coat and closed the door, unable to shake the sense of dread creeping over her.

*****

Sal paced anxiously at their appointed meeting place waiting for Alex to arrive. He was relieved to see her drive up on time.

"Alex, thanks for coming."

She could tell by his nervous behavior that something had thrown him. "What is it? What’s gone wrong?"

"I ran into some bad luck. The jeweler who purchased your merchandise gave my name to the police in return for a plea bargain. They’ve come down hard. Had five men searching the shop. Of course they didn’t find anything. They’re so inept."

"So they don’t have anything? Are you sure?"

"Positive, they don’t have anything they can prove. But Alex, you should watch your step. They put a lot of pressure on trying to get me to roll over on you. Obviously, it’s not me they want. It’s you they’re after."

Alex shrugged. "They’ll have to get in line."

"You should take this seriously. There’s nothing to worry about as far as I’m concerned. They’ll never get me to set you up. I hope you know that."

Alex nodded. She believed him.

"I wanted to warn you. I don’t know what your connection is to this Stafford woman. It’s none of my business, but now they think she’s in on it." He notice a crack in her cool exterior.

"They’re likely to bring her in for questioning to find out what she knows."

Alex tried to ignore the sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. "Thanks for the warning. Is there anything I can do to help you? I have some contacts that might be of service."

"Don’t worry about me Alex. Money has a way of wiping away most problems. And you know me, I have more money than God and the best lawyers money can buy." That got a small smile. "Cover your own tracks. This Bowin guy is serious. He’s looking to make a reputation at your expense."

She nodded in acknowledgment. "Look, I’ve got to go." She gripped Sal’s hand in friendship. "Thanks. I won’t forget, that’s two I owe you now."

Sal shook his head. "I’ll bet you’re wishing now you had placed a bomb in that package we delivered to the blonde."

He saw her pained expression as she got in the car and drove off.

*****

She had to wait nearly twenty minutes before the policeman ushered her into Bowin’s office. Detective Marsh was there also.

"Have a seat, Ms. Stafford."

"What can I do for you detective?" She tried to keep the edge from her voice.

"It seems you haven’t been completely honest with us."

Danielle felt a rush of heat steal up the back of her neck. "I... I don’t know what you mean."

"In following up on our investigation, we discovered that none of your uncle’s neighbors called in the robbery. The only ones that could have seen the house deny making the call."

"Who then?" Danielle questioned.

"We think the thief made the call."

Danielle was surprised by this information. "I don’t understand. Why would the thief call the police?"

Perhaps she didn’t want ‘her’ partner to remain tied for an extended period."

Danielle’s blood ran cold when he said ‘she’. Did he know about Alex? She recovered and addressed the accusation. "Partner? You think I’m in on this?"

"Yes."

"That’s ridiculous, why would I steal from my uncle?"

"Two and half million is a lot of incentive."

"You’re wrong."

Detective Bowin was about to attempt a carefully orchestrated bluff. He had no real proof, only a hunch based on years of experience. Bluffing her into a confession was his only chance.

"It’s over Ms. Stafford. We made a deal with her fence. He gave up the woman for his freedom."

Danielle’s mind raced. Alex told her only a few hours ago that Sal called saying he had to meet with her about something important. Was it a trap? Her heart quickened.

Noting her reaction, he forged ahead, following through with his hunch. "I’ve had you followed the last few days."

"We know about your friend. We can link her directly to the crime and several murders." He watched Danielle and knew by the look on her face that she had bought it: hook, line and sinker.

Danielle looked as if she might faint. He decided to take things one step farther. "It’s a done deal. She made a big mistake stealing the painting. Now we have her prints, too."

Danielle closed her eyes and tried to concentrate. It was useless. Her confession seemed to spill from her. "She didn’t have a choice. It was blackmail."

Bowin smiled and glanced at Marisa. "And who was blackmailing her?"

Danielle paused for a heartbeat. "Julian Sezaree"

Marisa’s mouth fell open and she looked in disbelief at Bowin.

Bowin cleared his throat. "Maybe we could arrange a deal for your friend. If we had enough evidence to convict Sezaree, I’m sure we could get her a reduced sentence in return."

Danielle’s voice was strained, the volume barely above a whisper. "He’ll have her killed."

"If she can provide enough evidence against him I might be able to convince the DA to put her under protection."

Danielle was quiet.

"It seems as if you’ve run out of choices. I can have my men haul her in now, then release her. Make Julian think she already gave him up. How long do you think she would last?"

Danielle couldn’t keep her hands from shaking.

Marisa stood beside Danielle and placed her hand on her shoulder. "At least with your help, she has a chance." Danielle remain quiet.

Bowin motioned to Marisa. "Have a car pick her up."

Danielle spoke quickly. "No, wait! I can get you the proof you need... if you agree to protect her."

"I think that can be arranged." He smiled and glanced at his partner. It had worked perfectly. Soon they would have the thief and Sezaree.

*****

After the terrible meeting with Bowin, Danielle went directly to the center. She spent several hours there, then drove out to Alex’s cabin.

Danielle didn’t waste any time. She went straight to the bedroom and lifted the floor boards. Using the key Alex had entrusted to her, she opened the safe and removed the tapes and documents. It felt like a betrayal, regardless of the circumstances. She closed the safe, putting the floor boards back in place and left the cabin. With a heavy heart, she drove to the police station.

By the time she arrived home, Alex was there waiting. Danielle fell into her arms. The stress of the day had taken it’s toll.

"Danielle, What’s wrong? Are you all right?"

Danielle pulled back. "I’m fine. I was worried about you. I’m so glad to see you."

Alex stroked her cheek. "Nothing to be worried about." She smiled softly.

"Did everything go okay with Sal.?"

"It’s just as I figured. The police brought him in for questioning. He wanted to warn me."

She tried to comfort her lover. "They don’t have anything on me. Sal didn’t tell them anything. But we need to be careful. After the meeting with Julian we need to get out of town as soon as possible."

"Are... are you sure he didn’t say anything to the police?" Danielle couldn't help but be nervous. So much was riding on this.

Alex hesitated. In truth she trusted no one with the exception of Danielle. "I’m sure. I’ve known him a long time. I think he told me the truth."

Alex saw Danielle’s distress and took her in her arms.

"What is it?" Alex pulled back, looking into her lover’s eyes. "I understand if you want out. I’m asking so much of you; it’s not fair." She cupped Danielle’s face lovingly in her hands. "It's okay. I want what’s best for you."

"No, I intend to stand by you, no matter what." Her voice was firm, leaving little doubt as to her conviction. "It’s just... I’m afraid for you. I... I couldn’t bear it if anything happened to you." Alex expelled a relieved breath lightly kissed her lover.

Without warning tears came to Alex’s eyes "I need you Danielle." Alex’s heart-felt admission removed the final barrier between them. Danielle was too moved to speak. They stood for a long time in one anothers embrace.

*****

Bowin was like the cat who ate the cannery. With the Stafford woman’s evidence in hand he only had to wait for her to call with the appointed meeting time and place to arrest Lord and Sezaree.

He turned to his partner. "The waiting is the worst part of this job. I’m working on my fourth ulcer."

"Well, this one should be well worth it. In a couple of hours you’ll have made the coup of the century. You’re really leading a charmed life."

He laughed. "I couldn’t agree with you more."

They both jumped when the phone rang. Marisa smiled nervously as Bowin answered. After a brief exchange he hung up. "That was Stafford. It’s a go. Let’s roll."

*****

They had gone over the plan several times.

Still, Alex’s fingers trembled as she checked the bullets in her gun for the third time. She worried that she wouldn’t be able to pull it off. Her detached reserve was gone. The thought that Danielle could be hurt terrified her. She had never been so nervous. For the first time, her own life was worthwhile. She had something to live for, someone, to live for.

Danielle looked at Alex anxiously.

"Is there anything else you need to tell me?" Alex questioned.

"No, I’m just a little nervous that’s all." Danielle felt guilty she couldn’t share her misgivings.

"It’s not to late to change your mind. Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Alex looked deep into Danielle’s eyes for a sense that she might be faltering in her decision.

Danielle took a deep breath and tried not to disclose any of the reluctance she felt. With all the confidence she could muster she replied. "Let’s do it."

They climbed on the motorcycle and sped off. As she pressed her face into the softness of Alex’s hair, she prayed she was doing the right thing for Alex.

*****

They arrived at the rendezvous point on schedule. Julian was waiting, a bodyguard on either side of him.

"Alex, It’s been a long time."

"Not nearly long enough."

"That’s no way to treat and old friend."

"We were never friends."

"Don’t push me Alex. I’m still holding all the cards. I think that love has made you blind as well as stupid. You shouldn’t have fallen for her. She is just one more card I can use against you." He winked at Danielle. "Mmm... and so attractive too. I could have some real fun with this one."

He reached out to caress Danielle’s cheek and Alex pull her gun on him. Leveling it at his forehead. His body-guards drew their guns as well.

"Come now Alex, you know you can’t win. If you shoot me, they’ll kill your little girlfriend before you can prevent it."

"I’ll take that risk." Her voice was shaking. "It ends here. I’m out, if I have to kill you to do it."

Suddenly, light flooded the area. The police had them surrounded. A booming voice blared through a megaphone: "Drop your weapons and put your hands up!"

Julian scowled and nodded to his men. They discarded their guns. Alex dropped hers with great reluctance. An officer quickly collected the fallen weapons.

Detective Bowin stepped forward. This was the best day of his life. "Ms. Stafford you can go. The evidence you gave us is all we need."

Alex looked like she had been slapped. Her expression was one of utter disbelief.

Julian turned to the detective and pointed at Alex. "I have enough information on her for the DA to get the death penalty."

Bowin smiled. "Looks like she won’t be alone, we’ve got enough evidence on you to make his mouth water." Alex shook her head and looked painfully at Danielle.

Julian glared at Alex. "You and that little bitch. I’ll see that you rot in hell." He looked at her with disgust. "You’re pathetic Alex. Have you ever slept with anyone who didn’t betray you in the end?"

Alex trembled and fought to repress a surge of emotion. In a flash she pulled a second gun from beneath her jacket and pointed it at Danielle, her eyes brimming with tears. As Danielle looked into Alex’s eyes she could only guess what betrayal by her could mean to Alex.

"I... I trusted you." Alex choked in an unsteady voice. Slowly she raised the gun to Danielle’s chest. Her hand was shaking violently as her finger reached for the trigger.

"Alex... please... I..."

It was as if time had slowed. No one made a sound. Suddenly, the silence was broken by the piercing echo of a gun shot. Alex stumbled back and dropped to the ground. The gun falling to her side. A rookie cop had panicked, shooting her square in the chest. A dark red stain spread across the front of Alex’s shirt.

"NOOOOOOO!" Danielle screamed. She stumbled awkwardly toward Alex’s still body. Before she could reach her, Julian grabbed Alex’s gun and fired. The police tackled him, but it was too late. Danielle fell motionless to the ground only a few feet from Alex.

The rookie cop bent over the bodies, feeling for a pulse. "Their both alive, barely."

The police were reading Julian and his bodyguards their rights when the ambulance arrived.

The emergency team quickly placed the two women on stretchers and loaded them into the back. Within minutes the ambulance pulled out.

*****

There was an ominous quiet inside the ambulance. The shrill scream of the siren was all that could be heard. The dark-haired EMT bent over Danielle’s still body. The blonde was still, deathly pale. The EMT slowly removed the IV from Danielle’s arm and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Okay ladies, lets get rolling."

Alex and Danielle opened their eyes and sat up. Alex’s tension eased at the sight of her smiling lover, but she anxiously checked her over.

Danielle kissed her lightly and gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "Damn you were right. Those blanks hurt like hell!"

"Are you all right?," Alex asked, concern evident in her voice, her hands trembling.

Danielle could not contain the grin that lit up her face. "I’ll live."

Alex smiled back. "Yeah, looks like we both will." She took Danielle in her arms, hugging her tightly.

Nikki pulled back a tarp in the corner to reveal four corpses. "Hey you two. I need some help with our doubles here."

Alex jumped into action. "Lets get them in place. We don’t have much time." The three women worked quickly while Kate drove. Two of the corpses where dressed in EMT uniforms the other two were wearing the same outfits as Alex and Danielle. Nikki put the oxygen mask’s on and inserted IV’s into the two dead women in an attempt to make the illusion complete. The third body dressed in an EMT uniform was placed on the seat in the corner.

Danielle felt a little squeamish about using the four dead women that Ann had provided from the morgue for their scheme. She couldn’t help feeling sorry for them.

"They don’t look much like us." Danielle pointed out, a little concerned.

"Their close enough in body type. Hopefully there won’t be much left to identify when the ambulance blows." Alex tried her best to be reassuring. "If our performance was convincing, they won’t even check."

Kate called from the driver’s seat. "Get ready to make the switch. We’re here." She pulled the ambulance over to the side of the road about 200 yards from a cliff. Alex quickly placed the last corpse in the seat Kate had vacated.

A van waited nearby. Ann from the morgue was driving. Spike, the stunt woman, jumped out of the passenger seat. Alex clutched her arm. "Be careful."

"No sweat"

Spike moved into the driver’s seat beside the fourth corpse, while the other women looked on anxiously. She put the timed charge on the oxygen tank and gunned the engine. Just as the ambulance was about to careen over the cliff she dove out of the driver’s window. Alex breathed a sigh of relief and gave her a hand up. The five women quickly loaded into the van. Ann pulled out onto the road at a casual speed.

*****

Bowin’s car was only minutes behind them. The explosion was deafening. He pulled over and watched sadly as flames engulfed the ambulance. He shook his head. It was inconceivable that there could be any survivors. He had liked the Stafford woman. It seemed a shame that she had to get mixed up in all this.

"Bitches got what they deserved." Julian smirked from behind the barrier in the back of the squad car.

Detective Bowin looked at him with disgust. "I hope that thought is a comfort to you while you’re rotting in jail."

*****

There was a tense silence in the van.

Alex turned to Danielle and enveloped her in her arms. "It was a brilliant plan." Danielle’s smiled happily and the other women cheered.

Danielle pulled back and looked into Alex’s eyes. "I told you we made a great team."

Alex’s heart swelled with emotion. "Yes, we do."

Danielle stripped off her shirt stained with fake blood. Alex winced at the large bruise that was already coloring the young woman’s chest. She looked at her with concern.

Danielle smiled softly stroking Alex’s arm. "I’m fine, really." She assured her.

"No thanks to me."

Danielle took her hand. "What happened? Why didn’t you shoot me like we’d planned?"

"I… I froze. I just couldn’t do it." Alex ran her fingers nervously through her hair. "Rachel saved the whole plan by shooting me anyway." Alex looked down, feeling like she had failed Danielle.

Danielle pressed into the warmth of Alex’s hand reassuringly. "I understand, believe me. My heart nearly stopped when I watched you fall. It looked so real." A shiver ran down Danielle’s spine. She shrugged it off. "The fates were smiling on us. It’s seems fitting that Julian unwittingly helped with our plan."

"He’s always been ruled by his anger. With nothing left to lose, it was his last shot at revenge… He wanted us both dead."

"I hope Rachel doesn’t get suspended from the force."

"She’ll be fine. No tears will be shed over my death, believe me. They have the evidence against Julian. That’s all the politicians really want."

"You had Bowin figured out. I might have fallen for the police ruse if you hadn’t warned me."

Alex stroked her cheek. "Nah, you would have done just fine."

Danielle was cheered by Alex’s confidence in her. "It was all I could do to keep a straight face when he told me you had left fingerprints. It was a good acting job. I think you would have been proud of my performance."

Alex smiled wickedly. "I have no doubt. I’m always pleased with your performance."

Danielle blushed. The sight warmed Alex’s heart. The magnitude of what she had nearly lost flooded over her. She felt weary. It had been difficult, leaving so many things to chance. They had been very lucky.

"Hey, you okay?" Danielle asked.

Alex shrugged and smiled. "I’m fine, in fact lately, I’ve sustained worse injuries in bed." She winked at Danielle who blushed for a second time.

Spike grinned at the exchange.

Alex turned to Spike. "Great job with the special effects."

"No problem. It was a snap. It’s easier to fool the police than the tv audience."

Alex smiled and changed out of her shirt, tossing the broken pack of fake blood on the floor.

When they pulled up in front of the airport, Alex got quiet. Danielle sensed her struggle and gripped her hand. Alex took a deep breath. "I don’t know what to say... how to thank all of you... You’ve given me a second chance."

"Since you’re already spoken for, a hug will have to do." Spike embraced the unsuspecting woman.

"I don’t expect that I need to tell you to take care of her," Spike warned. Alex smiled. "No, I’ve got it covered."

Ann extended her hand shyly to Alex, who grasped it gently.

"Thanks for your help Ann."

Danielle kissed Ann on the cheek causing her to blush furiously. "Please thank Rachel for us."

"Take care of yourselves, huh and try to stay out of trouble." Spike hugged Danielle tightly.

Ann pulled up to the entrance. Kate and Nikki planed to leave the country with Alex and Danielle. They were now dead in the eyes of the law. In the spirit of adventure they both craved, they willingly gave up their old lives and identities to help their friends.

Alex grabbed her pack and handed them each fake id’s. Danielle flipped hers open. When she saw the first name, she smiled. It was Gabrielle. She couldn’t help but be pleased. "Alex... it’s perfect. I think somehow we’ve come full circle."

Alex smiled back. "It seemed appropriate."

Spike and Ann sat in the van. Ann wiped away a tear, while Spike fought to hold hers back. They watched their four friends disappear through the glass doors of the airport and into their new lives.

Spike turned to her quiet companion. "Damn, but you did a good job matching up those corpses. When I sat down beside the one in the driver seat I thought it was Kate." She laughed and patted the stoic woman’s shoulder.

"I’ve seen so many Jane Doe’s pass through the morgue in the last five years. It’s nice to know that these four will at least be given an identity and a proper funeral." The slightest hint of a smile graced her face.

"That’s the spirit. It’s sounds like you might have enjoyed this adventure a little bit." Ann gave Spike a genuine smile. It was the first one Spike had ever seen from her… and she liked it.

"Yeah, I guess I did."

Spike put an arm around her shoulders. "How ‘bout you and me catching some dinner on the way home?" They drove off, feeling satisfied. It was rare they got to witness a real happy ending.

*******

Epilogue

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Danielle stood on the balcony of their new home, looking out wistfully at the Aegean. It was a spectacular view. Alex watched thoughtfully. Slowly she approached and placed a hand on her lover’s shoulder.

"Do you regret giving up your family and your roots to come with me?"

"Not for a moment." Danielle turned to face Alex. "You are my family. My home is wherever you are."

"Danielle, thanks for seeing this through with me. I’ve never known such happiness."

"If anyone deserves to be happy, it’s you."

Alex was quiet, thoughtful. "It was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do, pointing that gun at you."

Danielle looked at her lovingly. She placed her hand gently over the bruise on her chest. "It’s still bothering me some." Alex’s brows wrinkled in concerned.

A twinkle lit Danielle’s eyes. "Yeah, I think you had better take a look. I’m sure that magical touch of yours can make it better."

Alex smiled and gave her partner a flirtive glance. "I’ll see what I can do."

She carefully unbuttoned her lover’s blouse and was relieved to see that the nasty bruise had faded quite a bit. Her eyes immediately fell to her lover’s erect nipples. Without hesitation she caressed one with her lips.

Danielle took a deep breath. "Ah... I think you are a little off the bruise."

"Mmm, can’t be too careful."

Danielle smiled and closed her eyes. "I think you’re right... I can feel it spreading... lower."

Never one to take chances, Alex followed her lover’s direction. She dropped to her knees, intent on giving every inch of her skin loving attention. Danielle’s moans confirmed that Alex’s touch did work magic. Everything around them disappeared.

The end

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