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Harry Fincher laid in his bunk, reading a book from the prison library. He is startled by a loud banging on his cell.

"Hey Fincher." a smooth voice called.

He sat up and looked at his visitor. The olive-skinned man with a neatly-trimmed goatee wearing orange stared at him on the other side of the bars.

"The hell do you want?" asked Fincher, irritated.

"Just a word with you," the visitor replied.

"Pass," Fincher turned to the nearest guard standing several cells down. "Guard! This asshole is walking aro..."

"Why don't you settle down, Fincher" the guard coldly cut him off.

The former crime boss turned his attention back to the stranger. And fellow inmate. "What the fuck you want?"

"To be perfectly honest," the bearded man smiled. "I am here to pass on a message."

"And what would that be?" Fincher's patience was wearing thin.

"I want you to take a good look out there," the man pointed.

Fincher shrugged and looked through his cell. The man backed away, allowing him to get a good view of the two levels of lock-up. Many of the hardened inmates were looking daggers at Fincher.

"See them?" the man continued. "They were once employed by a mutual friend of ours: Damien Chimendez."

"And what does that idiot mean to me?" Fincher asked.

The visitor's visage shifted. "That idiot...was my cousin. And I'd say at least half these men out here are employees and good friends of Chimendez."

Fincher gulped, trying to put on a poker face but his eyes couldn't hide the rising fear.

"You see," the man continued. "Chimendez was a man of his word. He may have been a ruthless bastard but he gave those loyal to him respect because he believed in giving you what you earned. You know, he had enough clout to smuggle just about anything in these walls. If I told you just how many people were working in his interest, you'd probably never sleep again."

The messenger spat inside Fincher's cell.

"Anyway, the bunch of us were wondering for the last few months, Why did the gifts stop? Our little care packages; where were they?"

Fincher looked at the guard to stop this but he just stayed at his post.

"Come to find out that not only you cleaned him out but you fucking killed him. See, unlike you, Chimendez understood what loyalty meant. He took care of his own, Fincher. You got about hundred guys who would love to stick a knife in you at the first opportunity and your little spat with the cops guaranteed that these guards out here won't give a flying fuck if somebody tries to waste you."

Fincher sat back down on his bunk, staring into the middle distance. The messenger grinned, knowing his work was done.

"See you around, Fincher" the man said eyes wide open. "And...pleasant dreams by the way..."

The man sauntered away while cackling like a bastard. Fincher then swore he heard a gaggle of rapists, thieves and murderers laugh knowingly outside his cell.

"You sure about this?" Nathan asked Jordan.

His wife smiled, dragging him. "Come on. It'll be fun."

"Yeah, Nate" Jade came up behind him. "It's a really cool place."

"I'm sure it is," he chuckled nervously. "But I don't believe that I would be very...welcome here."

Jordan rolled his eyes. "Babe, they're not like that. Honest."

Nathan looked up again at the bright neon sign of X-Squared.

"Okay," he sighed. "You win. Let's go."

The three made their way inside. The first thing that hit them when the door opened was the loud music pumping into the place. Nathan held his ear, wincing at the volume.

"Nice music," he loudly got across over the noise.

"I know, right?" Jordan shouted back.

The two sit at a table for four while Jade bounded away. Jordan waved over one of the waitresses and she smiled at Jordan and gave a swift look of bemusement at Nathan. He slunk back in his chair a bit.

"What can I get you?" she asked, a little impatient.

"We'll have two Coronas," Jordan said.

"And a lime," Nathan added.

The waitress just looked at him silently.

He contritely looked somewhere else. "Okay then."

The girl wandered over to the bar where Jade was talking to the bald woman behind it. She recently became the new owner.

"Hey," the waitress told the bartender. "I need two Coronas and a lime for the breeders over there."

Jade whipped her head around, narrowing her gaze at the girl. "I'm sorry, the what?"

"Those two over there," she pointed pompously.

"Well guess what," Jade snapped, making the waitress jump. "Those breeders as you call them happen to be very good friends of mine and I expect them to be treated as such."

The foolish girl's eyes widened and her body tensed, anticipating a punch in the mouth. The barkeep tried not to laugh.

"I'm sorry, Jade" she said backing away with two beers. "I...was...just..."

"Hey!" Jade shouted. "Don't forget the lime," she ended with a wink of menace.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry!" the girl quickly grabbed the green fruit and sprinted away with the drinks.

"Well, that was fun," she grinned.

After Jordan left to use the ladies' room, Jade sat next to a lonely Nathan.

"Having fun?" Jade asked.

"Kind of," he nodded. "It's a cool place. It's a little difficult though."

"How you mean?"

"I'm trying to be polite but every time I try to look somewhere else, there's two making out. I don't want to make anybody uncomfortable."

Jade laughed, slamming the table for emphasis.

"Oh, Nate" she patted his shoulder. "Why can't all guys be as cool as you?" Jade gasped. "I know, you can be my straight friend. Like in the movies."

"I'm honored," he folded his arms. "So, my better half will be back. Where's yours?"

"Getting off right about now," Jade said as she checked her phone.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, I guess." Her face advertised that she had a lot on her mind.

"Want to talk about it?" Nathan asked.

Jade hesitated a moment. "How...how do you do it, Nate?"

"I don't understand."

"You know," Jade rolled her eyes. "Jordan's job. How does it not drive you nuts? Not just the hours but..." She couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence.

"Oh," he sighed. "About the...danger..."

"Don't you ever worry? Did it ever cross your mind that something bad might happen today. Or tomorrow?"

He shook his head, taking Jade's hand. "You can't think like that. It'll make you sick. Trust me."

"How do you do it?" Jade trying to suppress a tear.

"I remind myself that Jordan is very well-trained. In fact, she graduated the academy at the top percentile. She's smart, she's fast and I've seen her at the firing ranges." Nathan had to shake off the image of his wife carrying a gun, which he admitted was a turn on.

"Yeah?"

"And Tori is just as sharp a cop. She's one of the most incredible and strong people I have ever met. The woman survived being buried alive, for god's sake."

Jade winced at the memory but it did strengthen his argument.

"And the best part," Nathan continued. "They have each others backs."

"But don't you get frustrated knowing that there's nothing you can do to help them?" Jade asked.

"Well, I wouldn't say that. You do a lot. Listen, if you are there for her emotionally and physically and whatever else she needs, I can be sure that she will always come back to you. I have seen a lot of cops and in my own family, soldiers, lose their life because their minds were occupied with crap from home. Be there for Tori, Jade. Don't give her any kind of grief. When she goes to work, her mind needs to be focused. It can't be preoccupied with a stupid argument."

"Everybody fights," Jade said.

"Well, I know that. Believe me, Jordan and I have had our disagreements. But one day, I realized that 95% of what we argue about is completely dumb and shouldn't be worth losing a terrific relationship. Know what I mean?"

Jade nodded, "I think so. If we argue, we need to make up. I can't allow for Tori to be out there, worried about stuff."

"Exactly," he nodded. "Who needs pride when someone who loves you more than anything comes through that door every night? Why would I want to ruin that? That's why I try something, everyday, to make her feel special."

"Does it work?"

Nathan shrugged. "Nothing like a reason to live to make you careful."

Jade looked down, thinking.

"You alright?" Nathan asked.

"Yeah," she said, standing up. "There's...just...something I need to do." And just like that Jade was out of sight.

Nathan smiled when Tori was walking with Jordan back to the table.

"Hey ladies," he said.

"Hey, Nathan" Tori grinned. She began to look around. "Where's Jade?"

"I...don't really...know." Nathan trying to see around the people. "She was just here a second ago."

"OKAY GUYS," a skinny blonde announced in a microphone. "LISTEN UP!"

The crowd looks right at the stage.

"WE HAVE A VERY SPECIAL TREAT TONIGHT. OUR VERY OWN JADE WEST!"

The entire house cheered and Tori buried her face in her hands.

"Oh no," she moaned. "It's not possible."

Tori forced herself to look up and sure enough was the woman with jet black hair looking as fantastic as ever under the multicolored lights surrounding one strong white light. Jade looked right at Tori and smiled widely.

"This is for a really special gal. You know the kind. The one you know you're gonna spend the rest of your life with."

The dozens of audience members gave knowing shout-outs and clapped. Jade signaled for the band to play.

In a perfect world, in another time
In a far off place we wouldn't need to justify
Everything we are
And all that we believe
We could finally be
Whoever we both want to be
And when we can't be heard,
And when we can't be seen
I will call you close and
You will reach for me.

When all of the beauty turns to pain
When all of the madness falls like rain
As long as we crash and we collide
We will be gorgeous, you and I.

Tori stood up as the bodies in front of her began to block her view. Jordan couldn't help but notice the goofy smile on her face.

Through the window pane,
Through the bedroom door
This city wants to fight
But it can't touch us anymore
We have come so far,
We have shed our skin
The more that's taken from us now,
The more we have to give
And when we can't be heard,
And when we can't be seen
I will call you close and
You will reach for me.

When all of the beauty turns to pain
When all of the madness falls like rain
As long as we crash and we collide
We will be gorgeous, you and I.

And when we are drowning in the noise
I'm gonna stop to hear your voice
As long as we crash and we collide
We will be gorgeous, you and I..

We'll be gorgeous
We'll be gorgeous
In the perfect time
We'll be gorgeous

Tori worked her way through the dense sea of people to the sound of that heavenly voice.

And when we lose our faith
In all that's beautiful
You lift me to this place

When all of the beauty turns to pain
When all of the madness falls like rain
As long as we crash and we collide
We will be gorgeous, gorgeous, yeah

And when we are drowning in the noise
I'm gonna stop to find your voice
As long as we crash and we collide
We will be gorgeous, we will be gorgeous
you and I

And when I lose my faith
I don't know what to do
You lift me to this place
And make me feel so beautiful
As long as you're right here by my side
We will be gorgeous, you and I.

There wasn't a soul in the place not standing up, clapping as hard as possible. Jade took a simply bow and when she came back up, there was Tori waiting at the end of the stage.

"That was amazing," she said.

"I know," Jade smiled.

Tori picked up Jade and spun her around, the crowd making room for the two.

"You like being the center of attention?" Tori asked.

Jade kiss Tori sweetly on the lips and leaned her face on hers.

"I like being right here even more."