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Hero - Chapter 2

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Cash called it cruel irony when he found out that Gwen and Kevin were officially dating the day after he had run into Gwen at the mall.  He didn’t know why he was so disappointed – it wasn’t as though he thought he had a real chance with Gwen.  But now even the fantasy was out of the question.  She had been picked up already, and Cash was out of luck.

But life went on, for all of them.  Cash found that his ability to bluff, intimidate and radiate confidence was useful in the business world.  After college, his work as an entrepreneur flourished, and by the time he was thirty, he was one of the most prominent business men in the country.  Or perhaps the universe.  After all, inter-universal relations had boomed in the past fifteen years or so.  Aliens were living all over the earth, and humans had migrated to various other planets.  A technological revolution had hit Earth once other planets started coming into regular contact with humans.  Yes, Cash found himself too busy with his various companies to think upon his old interest, Gwen Tennyson.

Speaking of Gwen Tennyson, she had been gotten pretty busy herself.  The Earth branch of the Plumbers had become active again, with Gwen as one of its primary agents.  Her cousin, Ben, had become “Ben 10,000 – Hero of Heroes”, which didn’t surprise Cash.  The kid was always putting on that hero act after all.  He and his crazy watch had been stopping big bad aliens for as long as Cash could remember.  Sure, Ben was also a family man now: what with Julie Yamamato as his wife and the mother of his son Kenneth and daughter Gwendolyn Tennyson II.  He didn’t know much else about Ben.

As for Gwendolyn Tennyson I’s family life…

Well, that was something that everyone knew about.

After all, it’s not as though Kevin 11,000 hadn’t made headlines once or twice as one of the galaxy’s biggest crime lords.  Around two years ago, just after he had become engaged to Gwen, Kevin had gotten mixed up with the wrong crowd and before anyone knew it, he was back to his old ways.  Ben had been forced to throw the mutant into the Null Void, but he escaped every now and then, causing general havoc.  Still, he hadn’t been heard of for nearly six months now – people assumed he was gone for good.

But assumptions never really got anyone much of anywhere.

***
“I’d like to thank you all for coming to the grand opening of Murray Shuttles newest space station,” Cash announced proudly from his podium.  A gaggle of reporters stood in the front, snapping pictures of the handsome, tall browed CEO and Founder of Murray Industries.  He gave them his best “Cash-man” smirk before continuing.  “This is the first intergalactic travel station open to Civilians in the northern United States, and I’m proud to have my name on it.  As space travel grows and becomes more open to the country, I hope to make intergalactic travel a seamless and easy process.

“As this station is placed in South Dakota, home of the Hero of Heroes, I find this station, Tennyson Intergalactic Space Port, only fitting,” Cash said, this time a little more sourly than he should’ve.  It had been a board decision, not his.  It wasn’t that Cash didn’t like Ben – it was simply that he found it a little ironic that he was naming his space port after the kid he used to give wedgies to in Grade School.  “Let’s hope that Mount Rushmore, and Ben 10k’s headquarters, will be looking over our port for many years to come.”

There was a loud caucus of applause as Cash continued to pose for photos.  He was going to begin speaking again, when his eye caught someone in the audience all too familiar.  Her fiery red hair, pulled back into a gorgeous ponytail, stuck out in any crowd, and her green eyes were darting around the audience, looking for something, or someone.  He paused, dumbstruck at why Gwendolyn Tennyson would be at his space port’s opening ceremony.  “Yes, this is indeed a port that’ll last for generations,” Cash continued, forcing his eyes to leave Gwen, if only for a moment.  “But there are certainly a few people that need to be thank—“

“I SAW THAT!  I SAW YOU LOOKING AT HER!”

Before anyone knew what was happening, a woman had let out a ear-piercing shriek and had jumped what seemed to be seventeen feet in the air, lunging at Cash.  Her stringy dark hair flew in her pale white face, her eyes red and blood-shot.  

As the crowd screamed, Cash ducked behind the podium, but there was no need.  A shot of purplish energy came from the red-head in the crowd and curled around the attacker, stopping her in her leap.  But when the woman turned around to see who had captured her, she was far from pleased.  “YOU LITTLE SLUT!  I SAW HIM LOOKING AT YOU!”

With another feral shriek, the woman used what seemed to be huge fingernails to rip apart the energy surrounding her like tissue paper.  She fell to the ground, and Gwen tried to shoot another energy beam to catch her, but there was no need.  The woman fell feet first and sprung up off the ground, using amazing back-leg strength to propel her straight towards Gwen.  It was obvious that this woman, although relatively human in appearance, had alien influence when it came to her abilities.

Gwen couldn’t react in time before the stringy haired woman had pinned her to the ground.  “HE’S MINE, YOU HEAR ME!  MINE!” with every word, the woman spat into Gwen’s face.

“Lay off lady!”

With a blast of fire, the woman was knocked off of Gwen and rolled along the concrete.  Gwen looked up and smiled at her partner, Alan Albright, currently in full Pyronite form, his Plumber’s badge flashing on his chest.  Behind him was a tall man with long blond hair and freckles who had two large blasters in his hands.  “Don’t move,” he announced, pointing them both at the woman.  “I’ve rigged these babies with enough juice to send you flying into the next county.”

“HE’S MINE!” she shrieked again, pointing savagely at Cash.  “I’M THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN LOVE HIM!”

“Cooper!” Gwen shouted to the blond man.  “Get a containment field, we’ve gotta capture her!”

“Too late,” Alan muttered, and Gwen turned around to see the woman had already righted herself and had jumped off, screaming about how she’d be back to get Cash all to herself.  The crowd murmured amongst themselves as Alan fired up a flaming disk to pursue the woman with.  But Gwen’s hand on his shoulder stopped him.  “We need to catch her!  She’s getting away!”

“I knew it was a mistake for us all to come,” Gwen sighed, shaking her head.  “She’s part Macropodidae Hoptarus.  With those hind-legs, she’s probably long gone by now.”

“Well we can’t just sit here,” Cooper shrugged.

“No,” Gwen sighed.  “But if we’re going to capture her, it’s going to have to be something a bit more subtle than three armed Plumbers.”

“Agent Tennyson!” Before the three plumbers knew what had happened, they had been swamped by the reporters covering the opening.  “What information can you give us on the mysterious attacker?!”

“Who is she?  Why is she after Mr. Murray?!”

“Did Mr. Murray know of this attacker?  Are you connected in any way to Mr. Murray?!”

“No comment,” Gwen said, brushing the reporters off and making her way towards Cash at the podium.  Cooper lowered his weapons and Alan de-Pyronited to follow her.  

Cash had already stood up and was making his way towards the three as well.  “Gwen,” he said, but stopped himself, “I-I mean…Agent Tennyson.  What just happened?  Who was that?”

“We have a lot of explaining to do,” Gwen admitted.  “If you could accompany us back to our Headquarters, we could fill you in on what’s going on.  Cooper, get the car.”

Cooper nodded, but didn’t move.  Cash looked over to see a standard-issue Plumber’s car levitating towards them, seemingly on auto-pilot.  Gwen opened the front seat and motioned for Cash to sit beside her.  Alan and Cooper piled into the back before they drove off, the reporters and onlookers still baffled.

“To put it bluntly Cash,” Gwen sighed, and Cash was pleased to hear her using his first name, “you’ve got a stalker.”

“A stalker?” he asked.

“She’s been following you for at least four months now,” Gwen explained, pushing a button on the dashboard and bringing up a profile on his attacker.  “Her name’s Martha Piale, and we just got wind of her…’activities’ a week ago.  She works at your company, in the technology dissection and study labs.”

“She’s been following me all that time and I haven’t seen her?” Cash asked, staring at the depressed and stringy haired woman in the profile.  “Why me?”

“Why else?  She’s madly in love with you,” Cooper responded, rolling his eyes.  The youngest of the group began to fiddle with his blaster.  “Her taste is awful.”

“Cooper, watch it,” Gwen warned him.  “Cash is an old friend of mine.”  Cash found himself being touched, something out of character for the usual hard-nosed businessman.

“I don’t trust suits,” Cooper frowned.  “They use people like me to help them get to the top and then throw us aside.  Once we’ve figured out how to work the expensive tech, we’re not useful anymore.”

“Well Cash isn’t just a suit,” Gwen said, her tone indicating that she was ending the conversation.  “And suit or no suit, he needs our help, and it’s our job to save him.”

Cash looked over at Gwen, studying her hard expression as they drove towards Plumber’s headquarters.  She had certainly changed in the past years, but she still held that radiating beauty he remembered from when they were teenagers.  “Sorry about him, Cash,” Gwen murmured, looking over at him with that same apologetic glance she had given him at the mall so long ago.  He got the same shivers in his spine – the same longing in his chest.  

“No problem,” Cash frowned, forcing himself to turn away.  Usually, he would take comments like Cooper’s to heart and get extremely offended – but not now.  Not while Gwen was with him.  He felt strangely serene all of a sudden, and he liked that feeling.  And the fact that she had been the one to defend him was an extra plus.  “So what are you planning to do?”

“Not sure yet,” Gwen admitted, her full lips contorting into a confused frown.  “She’s slippery, that’s for sure.  And she’s mad now – it’s only a matter of time before she gets violent.”

“I guess that’s what you get for being a young, unmarried billionaire,” Alan joked to Cash, and Cash forced a smirk.  

“I never asked for stalkers.”

“To tell the truth,” Gwen said, once again all-business, “I think a sting operation is our best bet.  But she’s got a lot of tech at her disposal – all stolen from your labs.  We’re going to have to work around that.”

“If you’re talking surveillance equipment,” Cooper interrupted, “than a sting operation is basically out of the question.  She’ll be able to pick us up a mile away—“

“So you basically have nothing to get rid of her with,” Cash said, crossing his arms and showing off his trademark rudeness.

“Hey, at least we’re thinking,” Cooper snapped, sitting back in his seat.  “And it’s not like we owe your sorry butt anything.”

“Cooper,” Gwen warned again as the four pulled into Plumber’s headquarters.  Once the car stopped, Cooper wasted no time in stepping out of the car and walking towards the main building.  “I’m sorry…I don’t know what’s gotten into him.  He’s usually sweet – a little conniving – but sweet,” she flashed her first smile of the day, and Cash felt strangely relieved.

“Don’t worry Mr. Murray,” Alan assured him, stepping out of the car as well.  “We’ll figure something out.”  Once Alan shut the door, it was only Cash and Gwen left.  Gwen moved to unbuckle her seatbelt, but Cash stopped her by speaking up.

“So that’s why you were at the ceremony today?  To find her?”

“Uh huh.”

“I noticed you.  Haven’t seen you in a long time.”

“I know.”

“How are things—“

“Pretty bad, thanks for asking,” she smiled, but it was sarcastic, and before Cash knew it, she too had left the car.  He sighed, opening his own door and following the rest of them, watching Gwen as she walked – her ponytail swinging back and forth along with her hips.  Cash caught up with her.

“Are you all right?  I mean, I know Levin took off but—“

“I’m fine, really,” Gwen sighed.  “It’s just been tough.  It’s just been tough for five years now,” she cracked a dark joke.  “Seeing you reminds me of him you know.  How he used to be…sorry if I took it out on you.”

“I don’t want to look at me and think of Levin,” Cash frowned, sticking his hands in his pockets.  Gwen turned to him, but Cash didn’t return the stare.  “I may be a greedy ‘suit’, but even I wouldn’t do what he did to you.”

Gwen smiled and put her hand on his shoulder.  “Thanks.”

***
”She hasn’t been to her apartment in weeks – God knows where she’s living.”

“And she quit work?”

”Just recently.”

“So she’s basically disappeared off the face of the planet?!  That’s fabulous!” a tall and sarcastic Tetramand remarked, sitting down in his oversized chair in frustration.  Cash looked around the table at the Plumbers trying to think of a plan to capture his stalker, so far unsuccessful.  Besides Gwen, Alan, and Cooper, a Tetramand named Manny and a Kinceleran name Helen were in the meeting room, scouring over Piale’s profile and records.  “How are we supposed to find her now?”

“Calm down Manny,” Helen sighed, sitting down as well.  “I still think we just have to wait until she strikes again – it’s the only possibility.”

“That might be too late,” Alan reminded her darkly.

“Yeah, and I don’t like the idea of me being stalked anymore,” Cash butted in loudly.  “After all, I’ve got a right to my privacy, don’t I?  The only reason she even made herself known this time was because—“ he stopped, realizing that the only reason she had attacked was because she had caught him staring at Gwen, “was because she thought I was giving the sweet eye to Gwendolyn over here.”

Gwen blinked, and then smiled.  “That’s it!  We’ll have to draw her out.”

“How we gonna do that?” Manny asked, narrowing all four of his eyes.

“Easy – by making her think Cash is giving another girl the ‘sweet eye’ as you put it,” she smirked at Cash, who raised an eyebrow.  “I’ll go out with Cash – she’s bound to be following him.  We’ll flirt around each other for a bit until she bites – then we’ll have her.”

“Wait…you want to provoke her?” Cash asked blankly.  “Did you see how high she jumped?  She was crazy.  If I got kicked with those legs—“

“You’re not going to get kicked,” Gwen assured him.  “I’ll be there, remember?”

“I don’t know Gwendolyn,” Alan sighed, looking up at his red-headed superior.  “This seems a little…I dunno…risky.  Something might happen to Mr. Murray.”

“I think it’s a great plan,” Cooper smiled, and Cash narrowed his eyes at the technopath.

Cash didn’t take to the plan immediately.  Who would agree to being live bait?  But at the same time, looking up at the red-headed Tennyson Plumber, he couldn’t help but want to believe in her word – that she would help him.  And he wanted to help her too.  He wanted to earn her respect, and more importantly her trust.  Something Kevin had lost long ago.

“I’ll help you.”

Her smile of thanks was enough.  For a second, he really didn’t care what happened to him after that moment.  If he died, at least he died with a smile from Gwen Tennyson.  Good enough for him.

***
At least it had been.  Until they had actually arrived at the evening of the operation.  He couldn’t claim to be brave anymore, what with a violent stalker probably watching his every move.  

Still, despite his fears of imminent pain followed closely by death, he had still been looking forward to tonight, in a twisted sort of way.  After all, even though it was just a sting operation – a front – he was still out to dinner with the interest of his youth.  It pleased him to know that he might have been her first date ever since Kevin had split.

And even though he knew Gwen was his date that night, he was a little offput by the fact that she didn’t look anything like herself.

The woman he had led in on his arm was not the quirky, beautiful red-headed Plumber he had concocted this plan with days before.  She was a subdued blonde wearing a periwinkle dress – low-cut and uncharacteristic of Gwen’s usual practical attire.  Although her eyes shone with the same vivid green, her disguise was complete.  Cash had barely recognized her.

The two knew they were being watched, so they had to act from the second they got to the restaurant.  Their parts were easy enough to play:  Cash would be portraying himself, obscenely rich, an air of entitlement about him, and the dastardly want to get Gwen in the sack before the night was through.  Gwen would be the gorgeous bimbo entrapped by the billionaire: flirty, frisky, willing to give a little and show a lot.

It was too bad that it was all in good charade, Cash reflected as Gwen hugged his arm tightly while they were led to their table.  He enjoyed the feeling of Gwen on his arm, leaning up against him, even if she didn’t look anything the same.  Except the eyes – yes, he looked into her eyes most of the time.  If he focused on her gorgeous green orbs, he could remember that it was still her in there.

Cash jittered a bit as Gwen flipped through her menu.  He felt strangely nervous, and not for the reasons he thought he would.  It wasn’t as though he hadn’t gone out to dinner with a variety of gorgeous women, but Gwen was more than just some beautiful bimbo interested in his wads of money.  As far as he was concerned, she wasn’t even on the market.  The man who could buy anything knew very well that Gwen Tennyson was out of his reach.  She wasn’t for sale.  At least not to him.

But that only made her all the more desirable.

Gwen noticed his discomfort and leaned in to speak to him softly. “Calm down, Cash.”

Cash stopped immediately, realizing he had been caught.  He didn’t dare reveal the true reasons for his nervousness.  However, Cash was a business man, and the difference between a successful businessman and an unsuccessful businessman was the ability to lie quickly and affectively. “Easy for you to say, Gwendolyn,” he frowned. “I’ve never had a crazed stalker after me, let alone act as bait for her. Why couldn’t another Plumber just use an ID-mask and pretend to be me?”  It was an easy excuse to come up with – the thought really had grazed his mind once or twice.

“Because ID-masks emit a specific frequency that can be picked up with the right equipment. And the woman we’re after has access to said equipment,” she said, putting a little emphasis on “said equipment”.  Cash narrowed his eyes at her, knowing full well that she meant “your company’s equipment”.

“So how come you’re wearing one?”

“I’m using a Glamour spell to change my appearance,” she said, looking up to meet his eyes.  Those eyes again – they held Cash, and he felt his throat going a little dry.  

He couldn’t help it anymore – if he didn’t say something to that, he would’ve exploded.

Glancing down at his menu, he added, in a confident voice that let Gwen know that he meant every word, “I never thought you lacked the glam-factor.”

He looked up to see her reaction, and was pleased to find it was a small, but warm smile. “Thank you, Cash.”

Yes, dropping that little compliment had been a good move.  But he hadn’t any time to revel in his victory. A Plumber, cleverly disguised as a waiter, had been planted at their table and had just walked over to them, feigning a “welcome, I’m smiling for a tip” attitude.  He leaned down, as if to speak to the two privately, and said, “Our suspect’s inspecting the bait, but you two need to amp it up to for her to bite.”

So she was here.  Of course she was – she wouldn’t let Cash of her sights.  Where she was, now that was a mystery to both Cash and Gwen.  

But Gwen knew how to work the plan.  She giggled flirtatiously, as if Cash had just whispered something to her.

“Oh Cash, you’re so naughty.”

Cash liked the way she said that, even if it was all an act.  He didn’t mind role-playing the part of Gwendolyn Tennyson’s lover at al.  In fact, it was an opportunity he relished.  “That’s just the beginning,” he said smoothly, employing the most seductive voice he could use in a public setting. Turning to their faux waiter, he ordered, quite brashly,  “Bring us your best wine selection along with two glasses, if you please.”

The waiter left, his eye still half glued to their table, and Gwen wasted no time in upping the stakes, “You don’t need to get me drunk to take advantage of me.” She winked and her tongue ran over her lips making Cash shiver slightly.

He wanted, at that moment, to reach across the table and take her hand.  To caress her fingers, or maybe even brush her long blonde locks out of her eyes.  He wanted the play to go on.  But such lucky things never came easily to Cash.

The shattering of glass followed by a shrill shriek filled the restaurant, causing the patrons to look around frantically, frightened by whoever had made such a noise.  They wouldn’t be kept in the dark long.  Cash’s assailant soon launched herself from the wall, aiming straight for Gwen, her mouth open and foaming in rage.

“Keep your filthy hands off my man, you skank!”

“Suspect has revealed herself! Move in! Move in!” another undercover Plumber announced, and soon the customers of the restaurant screamed and ran in every direction, realizing they were in the middle of what would soon be a war zone.

Gwen wasted no time in shooting a beam of energy from her hands at Martha, capturing her in the purple beam.  But she was tenacious, and with a firm kick, she shattered the energy beam and fell straight to the ground.

“Cash, stay back!” Gwen instructed, firing a ball of pink mana at Martha, who dodged and made another leap for Gwen.

Gwen powered up another spell, but it wasn’t necessary.  Martha was suddenly hit in the head with what appeared to be the entire bar.  She reeled over, shrieking, and slammed into the restaurant wall as Plumbers began to file in, their weapons pointed at the now unconscious stalker.

Cash looked over to see who had been the one to subdue his attacker.  At first glance, he didn’t recognize the man: chrome skin, auburn disheveled hair and a slightly burned pinstripe suit.  But something about his face rubbed Cash in a strange way – his energy and the display of brute strength also reminded Cash of a certain someone.

“What?  No thanks for saving your life, Plumber?” he asked, and his voice resonated within Cash with that same familiarity.  Gwen narrowed her eyes at the man.  

“I had it under control,” she said tersely.  “And I don’t usually ask for help from criminals.”

That’s when it hit Cash and the rest of the Plumbers currently stuffed into the restaurant.  Although he had done nearly everything to change his appearance, the man standing in front of them was undoubtedly the one and only Kevin Levin – Kevin 11,000.

“What are you doing here?!” Manny asked, breaking through the crowd to point his weapon at Kevin.  Before Kevin had turned traitor, the two had shared a turbulent friendship, hence, Manny had been one of the most hurt by Kevin’s betrayal.

“Just scoping out the area,” Kevin responded.  “No business of you Plumbers.”

“What, you got a deal to make here later?!” Manny shouted, pulling from his belt a Capture Egg – standard Plumber issue.  “Too bad – you’re going back in the Null Void right—“

It seemed to happen in a mere instant – Kevin had dashed across the restaurant and now had Gwen in a head lock.  His arm had transformed into a piece of sharp tantenite and was pointed at Gwen’s stomach, ready to disembowel the energy being at any moment.  Cash gasped – obviously Kevin had learned how to control his mutant powers more efficiently – he could use elements of his mutant form without actually transforming.  

“I got another idea,” Kevin smirked, and Cash noted how similar it was to when they had both been in their teens.  “I take Pumpkin here with me, and when I’ve gotten some good distance, I’ll let her go.  You guys can sit here and enjoy a few drinks on me.”

The Plumbers all frowned, their leader now captured and being threatened.  Kevin looked around, still smirking.  “Awesome.  Love it when you guys cooperate.  See ya.”  With that, Kevin walked backwards, slowly out of the restaurant and into the open air, leaving the Plumbers all alone in the restaurant.

“Call in for back-up!” Alan said immediately.  “We gotta surround him—“

“Gwendolyn can take care of herself,” Helen reminded him solemnly.  “And he won’t hurt her…”

“You don’t know that!” Cash suddenly shouted, stepping forward.  He was angry – how useless were these guys?  “He’s got your leader!  He’s got Gwendolyn!  And he’s a raving psychotic mutant!  How do you know he won’t hurt her?!”

“They have a history—“ Helen began, but Cash cut her off.

“Yeah, I know!” he said harshly.  “But that’s ancient history!  He may have been her one and only, true love, soul mate, whatever!  But now he’s threatening her!”

“What do you want us to do?!”

“Go after her!” he shouted.  “Save her!  Get her away from him!”  That’s what he really wanted.  He wanted Gwen out of Kevin’s arms.  He didn’t want to be helpless while Kevin proved once again how much stronger and more worthy of Gwen he was.   “Forget it!” he snapped, and ran through the crowd of Plumbers towards the door.

“Wait, what the hell are you doin--?!” Manny began, but Cash was too fast.  He had already sprinted out the door.  “Hey!”  Manny began to run out the door, only to be stopped by Helen sprinting in front of him.

“He won’t be able to find them,” she reminded him.  “They’re long gone by now…just let him do what he wants.  We need to focus on booking his stalker here.”

***
Cash continued to run, stripping off his jacket as he felt sweat collecting on the back of his neck and brow.  He had yet to find Kevin and Gwen, and he really didn’t know even where to look.  But he kept running and searching – he had to find Gwen.

What was he planning on doing if and when he did find them?  Fight Kevin?  Please – that would be suicide.  But that didn’t stop him from continuing his pursuit. Yes, everything about his desperate search for the two of them was illogical.  And Cash didn’t get to be where he was by being illogical.  So what was it that was driving him after the two of them?

Kevin’s smirking face popped into his mind, only causing him to run faster.  Levin had always been like that – he knew he was strong, and he had no problem with throwing his weight around.  He hadn’t even acknowledged Cash’s presence – he didn’t even register to Kevin.  That was enough to piss him off immensely.

After all, hadn’t Cash been the one going out to dinner with Gwen that night?  He had been Gwen’s date, and Kevin had wormed his way in and managed to whisk Gwen away like he had done years ago.

The last time Cash had let Kevin run off with Gwen, she had ended up Kevin’s girlfriend.

What would happen this time?

“Let me go!”

Cash’s ears perked up as he heard voices coming from an alleyway near him.  He walked slowly, as quietly as possible, and managed to sneak close enough to the alley way to peer in from behind a trash incinerator.  He didn’t like what he saw.  Gwen’s Glamour Spell had worn off, and she was back to being a feisty redhead.  Kevin’s chrome skin had turned out to also be some sort of falsity, as he had shed it.  But what was really off about this scene was how Kevin was currently pushed up against Gwen, trying very hard to kiss her.  

She had moved her head away from him, trying to avoid his lips and touches at all costs.  But he had pinned her against the wall – she didn’t have anywhere to go.

“C’mon Gwen…” he laughed, kissing her neck hungrily.  “I thought I meant more to you than that.”

“Shut it, Kevin,” she snapped, and Cash was happy to hear distinct anger in her voice.  “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!  I’m not your plaything anymore—“

“You’re still mine,” he said, looking her directly in the eye.  “When did I give you up?”

“When you betrayed me, and Ben, and the rest of the Plumbers,” she snapped back.  “When you did that, you were dead to me.”

“Did you cry?”

“What?”

“Did you cry for me when I ‘died’?” he asked, and Gwen gritted her teeth and moved to hit Kevin.  But he caught her hand and crushed his lips against hers.  She struggled, and he released her.  “What the hell are you doing going out with that little prick?”

Gwen paused.  “What?  Cash?  That was a sting operation – and it’s none of your business who I date anymore.”

“You were getting pretty cozy for an ‘operation’, Gwen.”

“Like I said – none of your god damn business.  What’s it to you if I want to go out to dinner with Cash?  If you cared so much, you wouldn’t have taken off two years ago.”

“What the hell do you want me to say?” he asked, his voice raspy.  “I’m sorry, I’ll turn myself in?!”

“That’s a start…”

“If I came clean, they’d throw me away for years,” he reminded her, “and I’d be away from you anyway…the least I can do is enjoy myself and still be with you.”

“But you can’t!” Gwen finally shouted.  “You have to choose Kevin – your life now or me.  You can’t have both.”

Kevin was silent for a bit, as was Gwen, and Cash was pretty sure they were both staring intently at one another.  Finally, Kevin spoke.  “I still love you.”

“Then act like it.”

“I can’t.”

“Then you don’t love me.”

“No, I do,” he insisted.  “That’s your problem Gwen.  You think that everyone who’s in love should act the same way.  But I can’t.  I’m not the same as everyone.”

“That’s your problem Kevin,” Gwen responded coldly, “You think the world’s always out to get you.”

“I stopped caring about the world a long time ago,” he said.  “I only care about you.  Are you out to get me?”

Gwen was silent.  “No.”

“Do you still love me?”

Another pause.  This one longer.  But finally, “Maybe.”

“Maybe?”

“What I’m feeling might be love,” she admitted, but then she looked Kevin distinctly in the eye, “but then again, it might be pity.”

He grabbed the back of her head and crushed his face against hers, kissing the life out of her.  To Cash’s horror, he saw Gwen’s arms wrap around Kevin’s neck and kiss him back just as fiercely.  When they broke, Gwen began to kiss Kevin’s neck feverishly, and Kevin moaned, “Then pity me, pity me Gwen…”

The last thing Cash saw was Kevin putting his hand underneath Gwen’s dress.  He couldn’t stand to watch anymore after that – he turned around and sat down.  Even though he couldn’t see, he could hear nearly everything.  Their moaning, their cries of ecstasy, the sound their love-making emitted as their hot friction practically sparked.  Every sound wounded Cash, made him sick to his stomach.  But at the same time, he couldn’t walk away.

It wasn’t every night that Cash’s dinner date ended up sleeping with another man.

He felt disgusted.  At a lot of things.  At Kevin, of course, he was worth revulsion.  At Gwen as well, for going back to Kevin after everything he had done and everything he was planning to still do.  At himself, for not being man enough to take Gwen away from Kevin.  

He wanted to be something Kevin couldn’t, something that Gwen would be attracted to.  But he had never felt more helpless.  Hell, Kevin was a felon who had left and hurt Gwen, and here she was, still as madly in love with him as ever.  None of it made any sense.

The noises stopped, and nothing but the two’s soft breathing reached Cash’s ears.  Sensual whispers that Cash couldn’t make out were exchanged between the two and shuffling and footsteps signified that one of them was leaving.  

A few minutes later, Gwen emerged from the alleyway and saw Cash sitting behind the incinerator.  Her eyes widened, “How much—“

“Everything,” he muttered.  “Absolutely fucking everything.”

“Please don’t tell anyone,” Gwen said, kneeling down to talk to him eye-eye . “It wasn’t supposed to hap—“

“I won’t tell anyone,” he promised her, looking away from those eyes that had just recently given him so much comfort.  And he meant it.  He wasn’t going to tell anyone that Gwen still belonged to Kevin Levin.  It was hard enough to admit it himself.
Chapter 2~! ;_; Some of the dialogue from this chapter is inspired by (directly stolen) from "Triangle" by Warse-no-Miko.

I hope the alley-way sex was tasteful and not icky. I'm not really an eroticism writer (although I REALLY want to write some Mutant Kevin!Gwen smut... :O I'm going to Hell.)

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YAY FOR SMUT! :D awesome story. :)