We can thank Stephen J. Cannell for the wonderful characters from Silk Stalkings. You can thank me for the kids. Last chapter…hoped you liked it….please review!!
"So do I have the job," Rita said in a high pitched voice.
"You just have to do something for me first," the guy said with a sneer. Rita had mistrusted him from the beginning. She was really beginning to understand how the two young girls ended up dead.
"Like what," she said out loud. 'Give you a bath' she said in her mind. He was disgusting. He stank, his clothes stank and so did his office He smelled of cheap cologne and sex.
"Give me a blow job."
"That's not allowed," she said giggling, "My other boss said it wasn't right for bosses to play with the help."
"Well I'm not him," he said grabbing at her.
"I gotta know if I have a job or not Mr.," she said becoming annoyed with the sound of her own voice. "My boyfriend will be here in two minutes and he's always on time."
"Let's have some fun then and hope he's late," he said grabbing at her again. They heard a knock at the door.
"Mr. Gene," she heard a voice come from the other side of the door.
"Go away," he said grabbing Rita by her wrists, "I'm busy." They heard footsteps going away.
"Now," he said with a look, "remember those girls in the newspaper, you bimbo. If you don't be nice to me you'll end up just like them."
"Mr. you're scaring me," she said feigning a pathetic look.
"That's the point bitch."
Then they heard another knock. "Freeze! Police!" and that was the last thing that Rita remembered.
"Hey sweetie pie," Chris said seeing her eyes flutter open.
"What the hell happened?" she asked rubbing her head.
"You got knocked out," he said smiling at her. "I thought you'd never wake up."
"How long have I been out?" she asked. She tried to sit up but Chris put his hands on her shoulders and lightly pushed her back down.
"Take it easy would ya."
"What is that," he said bending down. He came up with a child in each arm. Her eyes lit up as she kissed them both.
"Hello, Mommy's babies," she said taking them away from Chris and putting them on either side of her.
"Were not babies anymore," Samuel said covering his head as his mother tousled his hair.
"Oh be quiet," Samantha said lying on her mother. "I was scared Mom. I don't want you to die."
"Don't be such a baby," Samuel said to his sister.
"So you wouldn't mind if that maniac killed your mother," Chris said to him getting upset.
"I didn't..." the boy began to cry and jumped off the bed and ran outside. Chris looked at Rita who gave him a look and he rolled his eyes.
"You stay with Mommy, Sammie. I'll be back." He went hunting after Samuel who he found in the corridor crying.
"I'm sorry Samuel," he said crouching to his son. The little boy folded his arms and buried his head. "Aw Sam, cut me some slack."
"You don't love me, you only love Sammie," he said crying.
"Now that is not true."
"Yes it is," he said looking at his father. "You never punish or yell at Sammie only me."
"Does your mother yell at Sammie?" he asked him.
"No," he said his tears dying down.
"Does she yell at you?"
"Does that mean your Mom loves Sammie more?"
"Well... Um... no but... it's not the same."
"Because Mommy doesn't make me feel bad," he said turning away from his father. "You're not my real dad are you?"
"What would make you say that Samuel. You and Samantha are identical twins."
"Because Jerry's dad isn't his real dad and that's why he's mean to him."
"Jerry is a trouble maker, Samuel and I am very surprised the boy is still alive after all the grief he gives his parents. And even if I wasn't your real dad it doesn't matter. I love you like you're my real son, which by the way you are. "
"I don't want Mommy to die," he whispered.
"I know you don't. Stay away from Jerry, Samuel because I know that is where this is coming from. You are a very big boy. You make your own sandwiches and you keep an eye on your sister but being mean to her and saying things like you did isn't nice. It upsets your mother and your sister and makes me angry with you."
"I'm sorry Dad."
"Third time in two weeks."
"Fourth. Now come let's go back to your Mom." They walked into the room and saw the doctor leaving her room. They ran in to see mother and daughter hugging.
"What happened? Is something wrong? Are you feeling okay?"
"Better than okay," she said smiling at him.
"What's going on?" Chris asked with his arm around little Sam.
"Can I tell him Mommy?"
"Remember the night in the basement?" Chris grew a little embarrassed as his daughter brought up the incident. "Well you broke something?" the little girl said laughing. Chris looked perplexed as he looked at Rita.
"You broke your promise of never making me feel pain again, you."
"Hunh?" he said totally confused.
"Come here," she said motioning with her finger. She whispered in his ear. "I'm pregnant."
"Really!" he said excitedly.
"Yes," she said dryly, unenthused. "What are you up to?"
He ran outside and picked up the phone outside her room.
"Harry?... Fran put Harry on the phone... yeah Harry I won... Won what? She's pregnant again."
"Your joking, Lorenzo," Harry said.
"Hell no. My wife is about to make me the happiest man in the world for the third time."
"Damn you Lorenzo."
"Damn you too Cap. Woo-hoo! I'm gonna be a daddy again." He got off the phone and went into the room where he found the twins asleep on either side of their mother. She gave him a look that meant he was in trouble.
"When did they go to sleep last night Chris?" she asked in a low voice, as not to wake them.
"They stayed up watching movies with me," he admitted. "They wouldn't go to sleep until you came home."
"Did they go to school?"
"Chris," she said letting out a sigh.
"Listen up," he said looking at her sternly, "don't you give me no static for that. It as your fault, not mines. Had you come home it wouldn't have happened. They would have went to bed, on time and been up and ready for school. We both know I'm irresponsible."
"I should think about that then before I have these other child then," she said looking at him wearily.
"You heard me outside, didn't you?" he said trying to backup. She grabbed him by his pants and looked him in the eye.
"You made a bet with Harry, did you?" He vigorously shook his head no. "It's too late," she said putting him in a headlock, "I heard everything but you didn't."
"Oh God no!"