Cross of Swords: Part 6:
Richie's Apartment
November 1995
During the next few weeks, things had taken a turn for the worse. Duncan's friend Charlie had been killed by an Immortal named Andrew Cord who happened to be an old army buddy of Joe's. This is what had apparently caused the tension between Duncan and Joe. Joe had been torn between his loyalty not to interfere, and helping Duncan and Andrew work out a problem with Charlie. His loyalty caused Cord to kill Charlie, Duncan to take his head, and in grief, loose Duncan as a friend.
Richie had come back from his trip, and never stayed home. He had given Cat permission to stay alone at his place until Duncan cooled down, but there were a few rules she had to follow. Mainly letting someone know where she would be and when she would be back.
Chris had apparently dropped off the face of the earth, because no one had heard from her since she had left. This worried Cat, but Duncan told her she usually retreated to Holy Ground in Mexico when she had a problem. And she would be back soon, there was no need to worry.
But Cat did worry. She couldn't help it, it was part of her nature. She had no one to talk to, and it drove her crazy. She had finally met Amanda who had popped back into Duncan's life and now she knew why she annoyed Richie and Joe. She was to perky, to bubbly, to slutty. Compared to Amanda, Cat looked like a virgin.
To escape from craziness, one night Cat went to a party. She had been drinking heavily, and she got the buzz. She turned around to look across the room, when she saw a young guy about her age walking towards her. "Not too many of us around her tonight is there."
"Usually isn't." She said with a smug tone.
"I'm Kenny. What's your name?"
"Caitlynn, but my friends call me Cat." She said as she grinned. Kenny wasn't that bad looking. He was a few inches taller than she was, had dirty blonde long blonde hair that stuck out everywhere, and deep blue eyes. He also had an irresistible childlike sheepish grin.
The two talked most of the evening and before she knew it, they had gone back to Richie's apartment. She was breaking another one of Richie's rules, but she was so drunk and stoned, she could care less. Kenny was going to be her first Immortal lover.
She kissed Kenny on the lips, and he gave no resistance. He placed his hand under her shirt and started to feel her breasts. She sighed in ecstasy. He played with her nipples until they were peaks, and then slipped her shirt over her head and unfastened her bra. They made their way to the couch where she laid down. He started to suck her nipples, and used one hand to play with the other. With his free hand, he moved it slowly down her body and up her skirt. When he knew she was ready, he unzipped his jeans and plunged deep inside her.
When Cat woke up the next morning, she was alone. She thought it might have been a dream until she noticed her sword was gone. She kept wondering if Kenny would've been mean enough to take her sword, or did she forget it at the party? She was about to call Duncan when she found a note.
'There Can Be Only One my young one! You should watch your pretty little head, especially now that you have no weapon. If you want it back, I'll be in touch.- Kenny'
"Bastard!" she screamed. How could he do that to her? 'Love em and leave em' she thought. Amanda's words echoed through her mind.
She called Duncan, but got his machine. "Duncan, it's Cat. I need to talk to you. Please call, it's a matter of life and death."