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him begging for more with every fiber of my being.
Pulling away reluctantly he whispered against my lips. “I’m sorry.” He said just seconds before soldiers burst through the window and he pulled a gun from the holster strapped to his calf. One of the soldiers stepped forward and grabbed me around the waist. “Take care of her.” Tom barked the order and watched as the man struggled to take me out the window.
“Like hell you will!” I hollered and turned on the man holding me. I drove my elbow into his ribs, cracking two or three of them before turning around and shoving the heel of my palm up into his nose, blurring his vision. Throwing one last look back in Tom’s direction I took off through the house toward the room I’d been kept in the last couple days.
I heard Tom shout behind me. Kicking off my heels I sprinted up the stairs and barreled through the bedroom door bolting it behind me. I rushed into the closet and changed clothes. As I was rushing out I came face to face with Arturo. “You brought them here!” he roared. “They came for you, well they wont get you.” He snarled grabbing me by the hair and yanking me toward a hole in the wall. Behind us the door exploded sending shards of wood every direction.
When the dust settled down two men stood in the doorway. Tom carrying two 9mm pistols, I recognized easily, he had become as familiar to me as my own reflection. The other man was almost as tall as Tom but had less muscle. He wore an L.A.P.D. bullet proof vest and cap, and carrying a semi automatic weapon. “Captain!” I exclaimed. “How did you find me?”
“Let her go.” They said together, ignoring me.
“Tom, Tom, Tom...” Arturo said, distain dripping from his voice. “I should have known it was you. You were always to soft to be a real criminal. So what are you? Judging by the commandos swarming the place I’d say…Special Forces?” When Tom didn’t answer Arturo grinned. “That’s a yes then.”
“Let her go Arturo, she’s got nothing to do with this.” Tom said taking a step into the room followed by the captain.
“Ah, ah, ah.” He said raising his knife to my throat. I froze. Tom seeing my absolute terror froze mid stride. Captain started to take a step to the side to try to get behind us, but stopped dead when Arturo drew the knife across my throat drawing a ribbon of blood that flowed down to stain my shirt. Tears of frustration, anger, and fear ran from my eyes as I held absolutely still in terror.
I had acquired an immobilizing fear of knives that I hadn’t told my captain about, but seeing me now he understood why I hadn’t told him. Tom, hating to see me scared clenched his jaw. We were at a stalemate, neither side would move. The blood on the blade against my neck made the knife slippery so it slipped and cut my a little more.
“You brought her into this Tom when you kidnapped her in the pyramid. You should have just killed her…oh I forgot your one of the good guys right?” He laughed mockingly.
Suddenly Tom lowered his guns, “Take me instead. I’m the one who brought everyone here. I told her captain where she was, she had no idea what was going on. She doesn’t know any of your plans I SWEAR.” Tom urged when Arturo pressed the knife harder against my skin causing me to wince.
“No, I think I’ll take her. It’ll eat at you, not knowing what’s happening. Not knowing what I’ll be doing to her.” Arturo grinned and slid his hand across my stomach, brushing the underside of my breast. Shivering in revulsion I watched the vein in Tom’s neck pulse.
“I don’t think so A**Hole!” He yelled as Captain stepped forward causing Arturo to turn toward him with his gun drawn, that left him exposed to Tom who took aim and clipped him in the shoulder with two rounds. Arturo went down and I was forced away from him as he fell through the window to land in the pool below. Tom dropped to the ground beside me and covered my bleeding neck which had been severely cut when I had been flung away from Arturo.
Captain dropped beside me and took over telling Tom to go check on Arturo. Tom hesitated till Captain yelled at him and some other special forces guys came in and pulled him away. The last thing I saw before loosing consciousness from the blood loss was Tom being pulled out the door as some of my co-workers rushed in. then complete and utter darkness.


EPILOGUE

“You ready to go home Jackson?” Captain asked.
“Yes sir, I’m ready to go get some real food too sir.” I said laughing.
“That’s good to hear. Are you going to actually going to relax on your time off this time?” Captain winked to let me know that he was just kidding.
“Ha, Ha Captain very funny.” I said and punched him in the arm.
“So…have you…”
“No and I don’t plan to either. It’s over and I’m glad. Now I can get back to my normal life.” I pretended and kept walking.
“Ok well…yeah but um I have a present for you.” Captain said grinning and holding the door open for me.

“What is it~” I sucked in a huge breath. Standing beside my car was everyone from the station and sitting on the ground in front of them all was a black and white Great Dane puppy. “Captain?”
“Yup, it’s yours Iz. There is one condition though. You have to go through police canine training (PCT) with him for when you come back to work.”
“Wait…you mean I’m still on the force?”
“Yes detective. You are still on the force, you are going to be the first homicide detective with a dog fro a partner. You won’t be part of the canine unit just so we are clear. In a month and a half when you come back to work you will bring him and report to our office like usual. Your training with him starts next Monday. Now go home and get some rest.”
“Yes sir.” Smiling I climbed into my car with the puppy. “Sir?”
“Yes?”
“Does he have a name sir?”
“No we thought we would let you name her.”
“It’s a girl?”
“Yes, now go home before I have this officer escort you home.”
Smiling I pulled out of the parking lot and drove home. I was still smiling when I walked through my front door but the smile died on my face when I saw the man standing in my foyer. Shocked all I could say was “Tom.”
Tom pushed away from the wall and strode toward me but before he could wrap his arms around me I side stepped away from him. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to see you…We need to talk.”
“We have nothing to talk about.” I said and walked past him, up the stairs.
He followed, “We have a lot to talk about god d*mit!”
“Oh? Like what exactly.”
“You know what.” He growled spinning me around and pulling me against his chest. Grabbing my hand he placed it over his heart. “Do you feel that? Cause I do. Every time I think about you I feel it. My heart races and there’s an ache in my chest like someone has taken my heart and squeezed it as hard as they could. Tell me you don’t feel it and I will walk away and you will never see me again.”
Gazing up into his eyes I lied. “I don’t feel it.”
“You are a bad liar Aiofe.” He grinned briefly before turning serious again. “You and I both know you do feel it.”
“Ok so maybe I do feel it. So what, that doesn’t mean I have to accept it. It doesn’t mean I want to have anything to do with it. Maybe it means that…”
“Maybe it means that you love me the same way I love you.” He finished for me. “Maybe, just maybe it means that we are meant to be together.”
“You lied to me. You tricked me into thinking that you were one of the bad guys. How do I know that anything you said was the truth.”
“Yes…I lied and I deceived you but I was undercover I couldn’t reveal myself to you in case Arturo was watching us. You saw how he found out everything about you and I didn’t even tell him your name. He got a picture from Dan and found out everything about you just from that.”
“So that’s how he… that’s beside the point! How am I ever going to be able to trust you again?”
“I don’t have all the answers, all I have is the certainty that I want to spend the rest of my life trying to earn your trust back.” He said as he got down on one knee and pulled out a velvet box and opened it. Inside sat a beautiful blue stone with diamonds around the sides. “Isabelle Jackson, will you do the greatest honor you could ever bestow upon me, and be my wife? From now to the end of time?”
Shocked I just stood there, my gazed locked with his. “Yes.” I whispered. “Yes, a thousand times over.” A said smiling and then suddenly he was there, picking me up and spinning me around. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held my hand out while he slipped the ring onto my finger. Tossing the box on the counter he pulled me close. “Before we get married I should probably tell you that my real name isn’t Tom. It’s Mark, Mark hunter.”
Grinning I pulled his lips close to mine till they were almost touching. “I’m glad you told me…I’d have hated to wait for the next raid to learn your real name.” Laughing he pulled my face close and hungrily kissed me. Moaning softly I pulled away for a second, “The bedrooms that way.” My heart sped up as a hungry look entered his eyes and he pulled his shirt off, heading in the direction I’d pointed. I laughed as he kicked the door closed and kept me from resting for the next day and a half.


THE END


Authors Notes: I will be revising and editing this short story so let me know what you think of this verson! thanks! Imprint

Publication Date: 05-16-2011

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