Who Wants to Steele You?
Part Two
Written by Ulrike Gubelt, 1998, 1999, and 2000

Skillfully she picked the lock on the door. When she got near the man sitting in front of her, the babybottle still in his hand, she laughed again.

He awoke. "Laura?"
"No, it's me." Before he could react the woman sat on his lap and kissed him passionately. It took him a few seconds to get free. He gasped.

"Felicia? What... How did you get inside?"

She smiled.

"Okay, forget the last question, but what are you doing here?" he watched her impatiently, knowing very well that Felicia's appearances always meant his getting into trouble, and that was something he didn't want to happen again.

Luckily Laura wasn't at home!

Felicia caressed his cheek, but Harry pulled her hand away again and looked severely at her. "Now, I'm waiting!"

She smiled seductively. "Well, I was a little bit disappointed not to hear from you after Daniel died! But I see," she pointed at the bottle, that was still in his right hand, "you've been busy!"

He looked at the bottle and placed it on the table next to him.

"And what's this visit about? A belated condolence visit at midnight?"

Felicia nestled up to his chest and played with his buttons. "Well, something like this, darling. I know how to comfort you..."

He took her hands and pulled her away. "I think I made myself clear - I'm not interested!"

He lifted his left hand to show her his wedding ring. "Besides... I'm married, Felicia!"

She sighed, stood up and went to the fire place to examine the photographs of Laura, Danielle and Harry on the wall, then she turned around and looked at him. "Yeah, I heard it already... I heard about your big mistake!"

He sighed. "Felicia!"

"But you can't really tell me that this little..."

"Felicia," he said once more in a warning tone.

"She can't satisfy a man like you, your little Lisa!"

"Stop it!"

"And she won't be here for the next few hours..."

With that he stood, suddenly recognizing what was going on.

"How do you know?"

"Well, I ...I met her at the airport. I guess she had a few problems with check-in..."

She smiled triumphantly but this smile disappeared as Harry grabbed her arms and shouted at her angrily. "How dare you!" She looked at him frightened. She'd never seen him this angry before!

"You took Laura's seat then? What's gotten into you?" When he finished they could hear the baby's cry.

"Oh, now you woke your baby, daddy!" He gave her one finally angry glance and let go of her.

When he walked upstairs to the nursery, Felicia followed him but stayed at the door, watching him as he took the little baby in his arms and rocked her. This time she wasn't laughing... not at all. Tears welled up in her eyes, when he tenderly stroke the baby's cheek.

Harry looked at Felicia proudly. Felicia shook herself to get rid of her feelings and to hide them from Michael, but he sensed her changed mood. He wondered if he'd ever seen such a touched look on Felicia's face. He softly asked: "You want to hold her for a moment?"

Felicia shook her head, but went to him and stroked Danielle's cheek.

"She's asleep, again, Michael!" He nodded, still amazed by the change a baby can provoke in a woman.

He laid her down in her crib again, and they both watched her.

"She's beautiful! What's her name?"

"Danielle... we thought Daniel would have liked it!"

"He surely would! How old is she?"

"3 months." Harry looked at his daughter lovingly, aware of Felicia watching them.

"You know, she looks a great deal like you..."

" I've heard it before!" he answered proudly. "I think we better go out again, Felicia!"

She nodded and went out of the room. Harry took one final glance at his daughter, then followed Felicia and closed the door. He hadn't completely turned around when Felicia clung to him again and started to kiss him.<There's the old Felicia again,> he thought.

He struggled to get free. "Stop it, Felicia!"

She sighed. "So with this little brat your Lisa finally managed to tie you down -"

He grabbed her wrists and said, "Stop insulting my wife! I'm in love with Laura... And only her. I'm not interested in you! Don't you get the point?"

"But a man like you... This boring life, playing daddy can't -"

"But it is satisfying, Felicia! I'm happy and I won't let you destroy my family, now that I finally have one! Now, this is your last chance. What do you want from me?"

"I already showed you..."

Harry smiled and lifted her to his arms.

"I knew you would..." she stopped as she realized that he went downstairs, not to the bedroom. She struggled to get free.

"Let me down!" she demanded, but Harry waited until he got to the door.

"I'm sorry, Felicia, but that's something you don't get from me anymore! And if you're only here to seduce me and enlist me in a new con... I think I have to repeat myself: I'm not interested!" He opened the door.

"No, Michael - I need you!"

"I'm sorry darling... normally I don't throw people out of my house, but in your case... By the way my name is Harry! Good night!"

With that he pushed her outside. She watched him with a look that even made him tremble.

"You'll pay for this!"

He closed the door and leaned against it. Had he been too harsh? She said she needed him... just to make love to her or were there other reasons? No, probably not! She would have told him, if she had been in real trouble! Anyway, she was a strong woman who always knew how to get out of a mess! He shook his head and went upstairs to go to bed.


When Remington woke up again he was sure he had heard a noise from outside on the balcony. He opened his eyes and waited for several moments, but now he couldn't hear it anymore. He turned to look at the clock on his bedside table: 6 o'clock! Danny would be asleep for at least another hour, so he could fall asleep again. He laid down again and closed his eyes, still concentrating on every little noise. That was an old habit - a secret to survive in the rough streets of London.

And then there really was a noise coming from downstairs.

Remington got up and went carefully downstairs, still concentrating on the noise. It came from the door.

Yeah, somebody was fumbling at the look. Remington thought for a moment, then sneaked to the door and
grasped the door knob, opening it forcefully, his right hand clenched, ready to knock the burglar out!


He watched her stunned as she got upright and smiled at him when she saw him, wearing nothing but boxer shorts, his hand clenched to a fist.

"Hello! That's a surprise, eh?" She pointed at his fist. "But I thought of another, more friendly welcome. Am I disturbing you?"

Remington looked at his fist, and when he got his arm down again he smiled at her and took her in his arm. "Of course not! I just thought you were a burglar..."

"Oh, I see... I guess you have to teach me how to break into a house without waking everybody ." She kissed him passionately.

They hadn't seen each other for two days... but that was long enough for both of them. When the kiss ended Remington gasped.

"My, Laura... I take it the trip to San Francisco was good for you..."

She smiled seductively and kissed him once more. Then she turned and pick up her luggage, as they both went inside. Laura put her luggage down again and went to the stairs.

Remington followed her. "Why are you here so early? I thought..."

"Yeah, I know I said that I wouldn't be here until this afternoon, but Murphy used all his charm and finally after a few discussions they gave us two seats on their night flight, and now..." She stood on the first step, smiled seductively again and just looked at him.

"And now...?" He repeated as innocently as possible.

Laura grabbed the waist band of his boxer shorts and pulled him close, so that their eyes where on the same level. "Hey..." Harry tried to protest but was stopped by another passionate kiss.

Laura stopped the kiss and said: "There will be at least another hour for us before our daughter will be awake, and I thought..."

<Finally!> Laura thought, when he lifted her into his arms.

"So we shouldn't waste another second, right?" They kissed again and Harry climbed the stairs and went to the bedroom.

"How's Danny?" Laura wanted to know.

"She's fine. She missed her mother very much, though. Just like me..."

Laura kissed him and said "Now I'm here... "

In front of the bed he let her down again. They looked into each other's eyes.

"I love you, Laura!"

"I -" Laura couldn't finish the sentence because there was a loud moan coming from the bed. Laura and Remington watched, both shocked, as a blond woman turned around in the bed.

To be continued...

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