The Porsche appears on the side of the highway, just a mile or two away from the Roman exit. Fernando puts his car into gear and drives off into the city. There he goes about his rounds, going through various stores and putting bag loads of food and supplies for the group. He also goes into a furniture store and buys enough mattresses for all the beds in the house along with new furniture, paying extra to have them delivered before the end of the day. This is followed by a quick visit to the camping store, where he buys a few cots and a couple of dozen sleeping bags. Sheets and blankets are bought at the department store. In total, he spent 3 hours and over 10,000 Euros in getting what was needed, though food and drink was only a couple 100 Euros. Most of the stuff he was able to cram into his Porsche, but items like mattresses, furniture and cots were shipped to be delivered immediately.
 
Fernando does not care if anyone sees him or not, as he activates his time traveling laptop to teleport him, the Porsche and everything in it to the back of the house in the parking lot area of the tiny complex. In a bright flash of light it is done. He gets Hondo and the others to unpack the Porsche, which was stuffed to every available space within with much needed items and supplies. The mattresses and other furniture items came in some 3 hours later, and soon afterwards the house was more or less restored to respectable functioning order.
 
Fernando prepares a dinner of filet minion and pasta with a small salad and wine for all to take as the others finish up their errands. Dessert would be a small pastry tart. Soon they start to gather for their meal. But with every meal, there is a discussion, and at times, unwanted visitors.
 
Amedeo: I do not care who you say you are, I found Fernando dead, right where you are standing, sir.
Fernando: That was a doppleganger. You know- a body double.
Amedeo: That still does not explain everything...
Fernando: Look- Tammy's mission is not completed. Sure, we all took care of Onyx and the LSD Drug Shipments and all, but there is still Padania to deal with and in your words, my murderer to capture.
Amedeo: That is what the SWA Section 2 is here for.
Fernando: Do you even know who my murderer is?
Amedeo: Uhm....
Fernando: Don't even answer if you don't know. But I do, and I'm going after her... alone.
Amedeo: Why you alone?
Fernando: She thinks I'm dead. Since she plays by the rules of psychology and bending minds to get things done her way, I will do the same to her. She will never mentally survive the psychological onslaught I'm about to release on her.
Amedeo: So if you know who she is, why haven't you done anything about it?
Fernando (leaning over to Amedeo and pointing to him with his fork): You're here because you failed on your promise on upkeeping this place for one. Secondly you are here to be made aware of what I am about to do and not interfere with it. Thirdly, you are here because you are to maintain some semblance of order, guard this place and keep it clean. The handlers can rot in America as far as I care, but as for you, you are here for a typical intel gathering, and frankly, your compound back in Rome is incondusive for such work. You are here to work on finding Padania terrorists, you will get that done here with greater efficiency and capture them without the handlers or their girls. And while you do that, I'll be snaring the biggest catch of them all. Do I make myself clear?
 
They all nods their heads in agreement.
 
Dinner finishes quickly, but not without an interruption. A loud knocking on the door got the group inside to grab for their arms. Fernando and Hondo sneak out the rear to block the exit while others take their position around the main entrance. The door is remotely opened, where several rowdy older teenagers barge in, reeking of pot and alcohol. They stand at the doorway as they notice the guns pointed at them. They get quickly rounded up and restrained. Some of the teens protest, claiming that this was their house. Fernando shoves the barrel of his NAA .32 automatic into his mouth.
 
Fernando: This is my house. You and your friends broke into it at your discression while I was conducting business in America. So how dare you say that this is your house. You own nothing... and if this were America, I have the right to shoot you dead for intruding onto my property. (cocking the hammer of his gun back) Furthermore, you and your friends did over $250,000 Euros cost of damage to my place. Now who is going to pay for that?
Young girl (who was tied up with them): We did not know this was your place, honestly! He said this was his family vacation home!
Fernando: So you followed him, even though he broke down the door to get in? Even though no one cleaned up the place? If this place was his- he would of cleaned it up, but he didn't. He squattered the place, and made it his place to take you and your friends to get drunk and high until you were unable to control your actions and he took advantage of you and your sex. Who knows, he probably gave you a social disease, if not a life sentence with an HIV infection'
 
The girl begins to cry.
 
Another Girl: Don't Tell Our Parents!
Fernando: Telling your parents will be the least of your problem. You see, they wil be the ones paying for the damage here while you be doing time in some correctional facility. Again, that will be the least of your problems, when your pictures get plastered on every newspaper across the country for murder.
Another Boy: Murder?!! We're just here to get high and #$@! these girls!
Fernando: Shortly after I left for my business in America- the Italian Police called me about finding a dead body here. One who was killed here while I was away. Now it seems to me that the criminals have came back to the scene of the crime.
Same Other Boy: We Know Nothing About That!
Fernando: Sure... I really don't care. This is between you and the Italian police. Priscilla...
Priscilla: What?
Fernando: Arrest them.
Priscilla: On what charges?
Fernando: Breaking and Entering, Vandalism, Theft of Private Property, Trespassing, Possession of controlled substances, Possession of weapons, Unlawful intoxication of minors, Statuary Rape, Unlawful Sexual Misconduct with a minor and intoxicated individual, conspiracy, and murder.
Priscilla: Will that be all?
Fernando: You can add Driving under the influence of drugs and alcohol plus whatever charges you can get out of their vehicle.
Priscilla: I am not going to arrest a bunch of horny teenagers because they were looking for a place to screw.
Fernando: Then you're fired.
Priscilla: You cant do that.
Fernando: And why not? I'll drop the video stream right onto Lorenzo's desk computer of this little squirmish, and we'll see what happens next.
Hondo: I already called the police. They are on their way.
Giorgio: Wait a minute! We take care of our own here!
Fernando: We would not be having an argument about if you actually did, now would we?
Amedeo: Priscilla lets arrest the kids and get it over with.
Priscilla: I am not going to arrest them for crimes that they did not commit.
Fernando (lifting up a suit case): There is enough gathered evidence here to implicate them all with the crimes.
Priscilla: They did not murdered you!
Fernando: Don't push it with me, Miss. Only I know who committed the murder, and I arrest them for it.
Priscilla: Where's your proof?
Fernando: They returning to the scene of the crime, claiming ownership of the place.
Priscilla: That is not good enough.
Fernando: Then have it your way.
Priscilla: Huh?
Fernando: Get out.
 
Priscilla is unsure how to answer, thus remains silent.
 
Fernando: Leave of this place. And don't worry about your job either. After Lorenzo get this video stream, you wont have to worry about it ever again.
Hondo: Fernando, you're being a bit harsh.
Fernando: Am I? They come to my house during my absence and rape and pillage place, stealing what they could take and destroying what they cant?
Hondo: You know that they did not commit the murder! So why pin in on them?
Fernando (Pulling out his CIA Badge): This is why. You may see it as an abuse of power, but see it my way. It does not matter who gets blamed for the murder, it is who gets punished for it. Now these teens had no business breaking into this home. They have no right making demands to this place. They are to be punished severely and made into an example that will straighten out their friends for the rest of their lives.
First Girl (crying uncontrollably): We're sorry mister! Very sorry... please forgive us!
Hondo: You can at least let the girls go.
Fernando: For what? So they can learn that if they cry hard enough that it would get them out of trouble? Hell No. As for you Miss... Where do you live?
First Girl (crying): I SWEAR, MISTER! WE DID NOT KNOW!!!
Fernando: Shet The F- Up! Did You Know That If This Were America, That I Have The Right To Shoot You All Dead Just For Trespassing? Consider Yourselves Damn Lucky!!!
 
Fernando walks out of the room before he would blow his temper and actually hit somebody.

A white 1950's Rolls Royce Silver Wraith stretch limousine drives up to Fernando's tree. A slim but voluptuous build mousette in a tight black dress walks up to the door with 2 large rats in Armani Suits and dark glasses standing next to her. Her finger pushes the button on the tree's door frame. After a moment of nothing, the button is pressed again. A faint 'I'm Coming!' can be heard in the distance. The door opens, Tammy still in her robe with little underneath tightly tied around her, looking across the open door way to the brunette mousette dressed in black with the 2 large rats to either side of her with their arms crossed.
 
Tammy: Uhm...
Jeanie: My... were you expecting somebody else?
Tammy: Uhm... Who are you?
 
Tammy looks between the group, seeing the white 1950's Rolls Royce Silver Wraith stretch limousine which Fernando had earlier left in. Then she looks at Jeanie.
 
Tammy: Where's Fernando?
Jeanie: We were about to ask the same question'
 
For a moment they stare at each other. Then Tammy slams the door on them, but Jeanie shoves her purse into the door frame before the door closes. Jeanie then karate kicks the door open to unwedge it from her purse.
 
Jeanie (yelling): Get Her! I WANT HER ALIVE!
 
The two large rats run in after her. Furniture gets tossed about as Tammy tries to throw things in their way to slow them down. They toss the items out of the way, and chase Tammy down the hall into Fernando's room. The door slams after the three of them enter the room. Jeanie enters the house, taking note of what is broken or needs to be replaced. A very loud single gun shot could be heard from Fernando's room. Jeanie runs the room and finds the two rats standing besides Tammy who was sitting on the floor against a wall with her legs open. Her gun laying between the space of her knees, her holding tightly to her right wrist, her hand bleeding but not heavily. Her eyes tearing from the pain and possibly from fear as well. One of the rats' guns was smoking at the barrel.
 
Jeanie looks under the bed and pulls out an EMT Equipment bag that was there. She plops it in front of Tammy, covering her gun with it, opening it and taking some bandages, starting to wrap up Tammy's hand.
 
Jeanie: Look at what you made my men do... Tsk, tsk, tsk... All I wanted to do was to ask you a few questions.
 
Tammy does not answer as Jeanie wraps up her hand.
 
Jeanie: Alright boys, get her belongings, she's coming with us.
 
Tammy looks up at her, though keeping silent to herself.
 
The rats find a suitcase and start putting various items that they find that belonged to her in it. They only take the finest of clothing, mostly dresses, shoes, fancy underwear before locking up the suit case. When done with wrapping her hand, Jeanie helps her up and sits her on the bed. She takes a flashlight and checks out Tammy in more detail, starting with the face. She takes a cold compress from the bag and puts it on the side of Tammy's head. She then signals to the rats to take the gun from under the bag.
 
Jeanie: If I wanted you dead, you would be dead. But since my savior has a liking to you, it would be to my best interest that I keep you alive. But don't push your luck, I don't want any accidents.
 
Jeanie inspects her over with Tammy giving her the utmost cooperation through fear and intimidation. Jeanie opens up her robe, revealing all Tammy has to offer to anyone willing to take it. She pulls the robe off her arms and then examines one of them, then the other, her tail and other areas of her body, without needing to remove her white panties.
 
Jeanie: No scars, needle tracks, bald patches... you're as clean as one can be. Must congratulate you on that. It seems that my savior has found another virgin pet to take care of for the moment...
 
Tammy could only look at her in disbelief to the words she was saying.
 
Jeanie gets up and closes the EMT bag, sliding it under the bed. She then starts to look around the room, looking for various items, starting with the closet. She finds a simple light blue blouse and dark brown skirt for Tammy to put on. She puts them on the bed next to Tammy. She then continues looking about the room- starting with a simple purse that was on the table. Inside she finds a wallet and passport. She opens them and read the name inside.
 
Jeanie: Tammy P. Squirrel-G. You married to Fernando?
 
Tammy does not answer.
 
Jeanie: At least you have a valid passport to Italy. Put on those clothes, and we can be on our way to meet him...
 
Tammy looks up at her. Not wanting to say anything, she does so anyway.
 
Tammy (very soft and meekly): Meet Fernando?
Jeanie: Of course meet Fernando. He gave me some address in Italy south of Rome and told me to be there in 48 hours. Come on, get dressed! I cant have my private jet hogging up a runway waiting for us!
 
Tammy quickly gets up and gets a couple of inner clothing items to get dressed with. Jeanie hands Tammy her purse, and then leads her out the room and into the waiting limo outside. The limo drives away to the international airport. There the Private 747 gets prepped for its non-stop trans-Atlantic flight to Rome. The limo drives into the jet through a rear cargo entry. The passengers and limo driver get out of the car and head to the passenger compartment a the jet-crew secures the limo in its space. They take an elevator up to the top deck of the plane, 'the limo driver and body guard rats walk into the pilot's cock pit. The 'Fasten Your Safety Belt' sign turn on as one could feel the plane rolling down the tarmac to the runway. After clearance, the jet rolls down the runway at take-off speed and lifts off the ground. It climbs higher and higher as it continues into the clouds.

Fernando took his time as he drove to Rome. Tammy was still feeling a bit apprehensive of the whole situation but at least she felt better being around him.
 
Fernando: You need anything besides food?
Tammy: Huh?
Fernando: Do you need anything, you know, like underwear, socks, shoes, clothes. I don't remember seeing a suitcase for you.
Tammy: Oh. They 'took a suitcase from your closet and stuffed it with some clothing. I don't know what they put in though.
 
Fernando sighs.
 
Fernando: Alright- a typical run away kit is in order for you.
Tammy: I'm a bit old to be running away.
Fernando: You know what I mean- underwear, clothing, socks, sneakers, and a back pack to put it all in.
Tammy: Alright. I guess I will be needing those things.
Fernando: You moved up to fancy frills and lace on silk?
Tammy: Fernando, I don't exactly like the way they feel on me!
Fernando: Just asking.
Tammy: I like basic cotton whites. They're easy to take care of and I like how they fit and feel on me.
Fernando: Alright, alright... you can go buy them while I look at the food stands and buy food for us.
Tammy: Wait- I thought you said not to leave your side.
Fernando: I did? Oh, I did.
Tammy: You just want to see me strut around in those fancy things.
Fernando: Actually, I have no interest in what you strut around in. I just want you to be comfortable in whatever you are in. Whether its cotton underwear in blue jeans and a cotton shirt or silk or satin underwear in a LBD, you must look good and feel good in it. Most girls cant get either and have negative body issues because of it.
Tammy: I'm rather plain looking but proud of what little I got.
Fernando: You're not plain looking. Most girls guys drop their jaws for are the least pleasing in appearance. But because they know how to put on makeup by the layers, and how to squeeze themselves into a dress 2 sizes too small for them, and how to move in that dress without ripping it apart, the guys just fall for them. But take that all off, what you got- a naked ugly fat girl with negative body issues. You don't have those things, and that's a plus for you.
Tammy: And why are we talking about this?
Fernando: One day, I'm going to need you to put on the fancy lace silk underwear and the satin black dress for either personal or professional reason, and I want you to be comfortable in it when you do.
Tammy: The only time I was comfortable with all that was when I wore my...
 
Tammy pauses for a moment.
 
Fernando: Wore your... what?
Tammy (bowing her head down and saying it to herself): My wedding dress for you.
Fernando: You still have it?
Tammy: Its ruined.
Fernando: Ruined?
Tammy: Its covered with your blood.
Fernando: I see. Can I ask you a very personal question?
Tammy: A personal question? I thought we were beyond personal questions.
Fernando: True. But... just in asking. You have regrets for marrying... Fernando?
Tammy: Marrying you? No. Other than having you dead in my arms, I have no regrets, because I love you and you love me.
Fernando: Loved.
Tammy: What do you mean- Loved? Don't you love me?
Fernando: I'm taking about him- he who lived in the past and not me in the present. Damn I swear, the life of a time traveler is not easy.
Tammy: What do you mean by that?
Fernando: I can get all stupid and live 'forever' with my first wife in an endless loop. There was true love if it ever existed.
 
Tammy slugs him hard against his shoulder with her fist, making him swerve the car for a second, righting it when he gets in control.
 
Fernando: Don't ever do that again. Now, as I was saying... Then there was my third wife. Also with wife number 8. Lovely women in their own right, but each one different.
Tammy: 8 wives?
Fernando: I'm a time traveler, and therefore immortal. Don't forget that. So, I'm talking about future ladies who, like you, fell in love with me and I with them and we got married.
Tammy: How many wives did you have?
Fernando: Don't know. I stopped counting at 2046. But Tammy- I was never married to any two at the same time. Each one was my darling and loving wife for the time we had together.
Tammy: What about us?
Fernando: I cant say.
Tammy: WHAT!!! WHY?!!!
Fernando: Let me finish! Now, as I was saying. For the time we had together, we were happy. Now that is not to say if it was the short time you and him were married or you, him and later I, because I can not tell you the future in fear in destroying it. But consider the time we have had and may have together as something special. It is very rare for Time to give a second chance, and I do consider you as something very special.
Tammy: I consider you special too.
Fernando: Tammy- I will tell you this much.
Tammy: What?
Fernando: In the very near future, in fact, within the next 48 hours, you will be told of something about me that you may not like. In fact, it might destroy our relationship.
Tammy: What is it?
Fernando: I can not tell you, but somebody else will. Somebody close. And I want you to keep in mind everything I have told you. I want you to consider all that has been said between us. Then if you want to break away from me, then so be it. I hope that the loss wont interfere with the mission, because frankly Tammy, I don't want somebody out there to finish what they started with me by killing you.
Tammy: What can they possibly say that can make me hate so much that I don't want to be with you anymore?
Fernando: Like I said. In 48 or so hours you will know.
Tammy: Then can I ask, why are you telling me, and not in some Time bubble trying to stop it?
Fernando: Why? Hmmm... I thought about it many times. But the only answer I can come up with is that I'm pain-free. No more headaches. No more conflicting memories. Just, what is the word for it?
Tammy: Peace?
Fernando: I was thinking acceptance, but peace can be there too.
 
Fernando pulls into a parking spot not far from the department store district. Together they head out to the largest of stores to get Tammy a few things before going out for food shopping.
 
During their absence, several large trucks and the limo park themselves across the street, and several men go to the gate and start measuring it. They write down measurements and make notes of design, style and points of fixtures. The police officer walks to them, but is intercepted by the mousette in the limo.
 
Jeanie: They're here to fix the gate and house, so you guys wont have to stay here for too long. We'll need you to move the car so they can remove the old gate to repair or replace it.
 
Hearing the commotion, Hondo gets out of his truck and to the front near the gate. He shakes his head as e sees the construction crew setting up across the street, and a few engineers measuring the fence and gate. He walks to Jeanie and the police officer, keeping inside the complex's yard. He talks to them from between the bars.
 
Hondo: Miss, what's the meaning of this?!!
Jeanie: On nothing. I just hired a few men to repairs to the place., starting with this gate.
Hondo: Fernando gave no such orders for this!
Jeanie: I know. Consider it a gift from me.
 
Hondo steps away from the fence, pulling out this cellphone. He makes a call to Fernando. Though as short as it was, they decided to at least get a few things fixed that were to big to take on themselves and then send the bill to the SWA. Hondo closes up his cell phone before going back to the fence.
 
Hondo: Fernando said it was OK for now. But he only wants those things that are too big to fix and give him the bill to give to the SWA.
Jeanie: Goodie. We'll get started on everything right away.
 
Jeanie puts a couple of fingers into her mouth, letting out a very loud and ear piercing shrill of a whistle that gets everyone attention.
 
Jeanie (yelling): Alright! Work starts now and to be finish as quickly as possible!!!
 
More men walk out of the trucks, some carrying large boxes into the hide out complex's yard. Hondo shakes his head at the scene.
 
Hondo (yelling as the noise increases with the work being started): Lady! I'll be in the back working on my truck! The basement if off limits! Remember that!!
Jeanie: I got that...
 
Hondo walks away to the rear of the complex, not knowing that there were several men following him carrying some large tools, including an industrial chemical spray unit. He stops at the truck when he notices them pass him by as they continue to the garage. They look over the graffiti, scraping it with their fingernails and small scraping tools, and then rubbing it between their fingers. One of them puts on a chemical protection suit as the others walk away. He then takes a hose as others turn on the chemical spray unit and begin to spray a foam to the side of the building. The foam is allowed to sit for a while before being hit with a spray of water. Soon there was a bare wall in front of them, devoid of graffiti, as well as paint. Soon several men came in with industrial paint sprayers and started repainting the side of the garage.
 
A truck is driven to the back where Hondo was at, putting an empty dumpster next to the full dumpster. Then it takes the full dumpster and hauls it away. Other men begin working in the house, fixing and cleaning the place, replacing lost items with new, though it was not matching to the old attire. Book shelves were put in and a large 72 inch flat screen tv where the old 42 inch unit used to be. The kitchen was replaced with new appliances, and shelving. The service island was taken away and a new one put in its place. In what would have taken days, took hours as nearly 1000 men worked all at once to fix the place, making it new. Even the bedrooms were worked on, being careful that personal items of those who were in there were not thrown out, but everything else was. Several men walked up to Hondo's truck and left laptops behind that they had found inside. Several men were on the roof, checking on its integrity, and another group were installing mirrors around the perimeter of the complex. Occasionally, a laser mesh was turned on and area holes fixed. The dumpster had to be replaced two more times as the several hours of work wound down to an end. A gardener and her crew was there replanting small brush and flowers around the house.  
 
As the workers left the place as they finished their work, Hondo could not help think how a fresh coat of paint improves the value of the place. But this was just more than just a coat of paint. With the gate once again repaired and closed, the police leave the area with the last of the work crew. A foreman gives Jeanie a remote control box to open and close the gate with. With the last of the work crews having left, Jeanie activates the gate to close.  
 
Jeanie and her crew walks in the house, carrying large filled bags of unknown stuff. Soon they were in the kitchen packing away a large amount of food. The limo driver takes a few of the items and starts making dinner. Hondo walks in after he secures his truck, carrying the laptops the workers left by his truck. He places them on the dining table, looking about the place.
 
Hondo: What have you done?!!
Jeanie (walking out of the kitchen and walks about the place): You like? I have everything fixed or replaced.
Hondo: You replaced everything from the looks of it!
Jeanie: Not everything. The light fixtures were fixed.
Hondo: Fernando is not going to be happy about this!
Jeanie: We will see what he likes and don't likes. Until then, I spend enough money at Italy's versions of Ikea and Home Depot to pay for your salary for a couple of years getting this place fixed.
Hondo: Thank you, but the help was not needed, as the SWA was going to replace everything that was stolen or destroyed. Plus there are certain things in this place that are not privy to the likes of you.
Jeanie: Really? We'll see about that.
Hondo: You are a newspaper reporter and editor and not allowed to certain information of this place or this mission. Until then, know your place.
 
Jeanie gives him a mean scowl for the moment. The limo driver taps a wooden spoon against the newly placed service island, getting their attention.
 
Limo Driver: Dinner is ready, master.
Jeanie. Good. Feed yourselves, I'll eat when Fernando returns.
Limo Driver: Thank you, master.
 
Hondo leaves to check on his room, carrying the laptops he had brought in. He was not all too impressed with the changes she had made. A quick search of his room showed that his personal belongings were still there, in an approximate location to where they were before. Not to his liking, Hondo takes a sleeping bag from the closet and takes it to the roof with a few other items.
 
Fernando drives back home with Tammy and the rear of the Porsche filled with food and assorted goodies.
 
Fernando: We have enough food for a week, but should not be here that long. Maybe 3, 4 days at the most.
Tammy: That's all?
Fernando: That's more than enough.
Tammy: How?
Fernando: 2 days to find my murderer, and 1 day to enact justice.
Tammy: You going to arrest your murderer?
Fernando: When life loses its value and is taken for naught, then the pact is for revenge.
Tammy: Revenge? Are you are going to kill your killer?
Fernando: If I fail they are going to kill you. Only way to stop that is to be successful in the hunt.
Tammy: But...
Fernando: But nothing, Tammy. This person who killed me is part of the same group that killed your mother and her husband and almost killed Bink.
Tammy: You know who this person is?
Fernando: You would not believe me if I told you.
Tammy: Who?
Fernando: The red headed mousette named Annie.
Tammy: Annie?!! I thought you killed her back at the cemetery!
Fernando: Somehow she survived, and returned me the favor.
Tammy: Then, why would she kill me?
Fernando: For two reasons. 1) Because of me you are a target. 2) She wants Bink for herself and her Padania terrorist organization and 3) You now work for the SWA, and they, along with you, were involved with her uncle's disappearance.
Tammy: You said two reasons, those are three.
Fernando: There are more reasons, she stated them all to me before she let me have it with my own gun.
Tammy: Your own gun?
Fernando: I got careless around her and she picked it up. The rest is history.
 
Tammy sighs.
 
Tammy: I see.
Fernando: It was not deliberate. It was a moment of stupidity on my part. I can assure you that it wont happen again. But the point is she is now after you. Since she thinks I'm dead, she wont expect me to return the favor that she has given me.
Tammy: I can see how you can return from the dead, but how are you going to guarantee she wont return from the grave?
Fernando: That little gun I put in your purse may not be as powerful as the AA .45 she stole from me but a round or two to her head from it will guarantee her not to return from the box she will be placed in. Its that simple.
 
Tammy takes out the gun from her purse, looking at it.
 
Fernando: It's the same gun from the first mission when I, he, reunited you with Bink. I, he, never told anyone of the specifications, but it shoots a supersonic explosive bullet. Unlike the .45 that shoots a slug of metal that punches a hole in you, this thing hit you and explodes on impact. They both kill but on different principles on how to do it. I suspect that Annie was given cybernetic parts, that's how she survived, but she wont survive with a few rounds exploding inside her head.
 
Tammy puts away the gun in her purse.
 
Tammy: Sometimes I wish there was no need to kill.
Fernando: Tammy- believe it not, neither do I. But she is now targeting you, I am not going to allow myself to bury another wife. I will bury her though. An eye for an eye. A life for the one she took from me and for the life she said she would take from you. There is no other way.
 
Tammy thinks for a moment.
 
Tammy: If there were, another way, would you take it?
Fernando: Would you want me too?
Tammy: Yes...
Fernando: Unfortunately, there is none.
Tammy: Why do you say that?
Fernando: Remember what I told you. This is Italy, the courts are corrupt here. She's from a rich and powerful family, a family that killed yours. In this, you are in a war, a war where innocents have died and many by her hand- including me.
Tammy: Fernando... tell me that you are not going to kill you because she killed you? 'Because you are on some act for fulfilling some strange form of self revenge?
Fernando: I would lie if I say its not. It is part of the reason. But more so, it is to protect you from her. She is not going to stop until we are all dead, and if she could get Bink, that's another prize for her to have. She does not care about anyone, Tammy. Thus she is a very dangerous person to all involved. If you put her in jail, she can still reach you from her connections within the system. Killing her will put an end to all that.
 
Tammy sighs.
 
Though they take their time through the highway, Fernando takes the turn to the hideout's drive way as fast as he was going. The lights reflecting on the gate and lack of the police car told him to slam on the brakes. From 65mph to 0, the Porsche stops within inches of the closed gate. Putting the car in neutral and the parking brake on, he steps out of the vehicle and looks at the gate. He reaches out to the gate, grabbing it, and pulling on it to slide it over from all the strength he has that lies about his fitness and condition. As difficult as it was, he manages to slice it over. Despite the alarms going off inside the house, Fernando drives into the driveway and into the rear parking area.
 
Jeanie's body guards run out of the house with their guns in their hands, then walk to the rear parking area where Fernando put the Porsche. He walks to the passenger side to open the door for Tammy. They walk 1/2 way up to him, about to shoot first and ask questions later. The limo driver and Jeanie stood by the doorway of the rear entrance. A voice from above got everyone's attention.
 
Hondo (from the roof): You rats put your guns down or else!
 
They slowly turn to face him, seeing Hondo with both revolvers pointed to each one of them. Fernando gets his gun from Tammy who still sat inside the car, then walks to the rats. He pokes his gun to their sides before taking their weapons. A shove tells them to go back into the building. Fernando walks to Jeanie and hands her their weapons. Hondo disappears into the attic of the house, making his way down to the main level outside.
 
Fernando: Tell your boys to stop being so trigger happy before somebody gets hurt around here.
Jeanie: I'll have a talk with them, but they were following orders.
Fernando: Orders, for what? And who put up that gate?!!
Jeanie: I had it repaired.
 
Hondo makes it to the rear entrance of the house where they were at, adding to the conversation from what he heard.
 
Hondo: She did a lot more than fixed the fence and gate. She had everything in the house replaced, including the beds in the bedrooms that you just bought.
 
Fernando gives her a stern look.
 
Fernando: I see. Hondo, come help with the groceries I bought for us. Jeanie- I don't want to see you until tomarrow morning. Go that?!!
Jeanie (miffed at the whole situation): I'll see you in the morning.
 
Hondo walks out to the Porsche and opens the door to let Tammy out. He then goes to the rear of the car, opening it's rear hatch and start taking bags inside to the house. Jeanie and her limo driver had already left when he got there. Tammy and Fernando gathered the other bags and brought them to the kitchen to be put away by Hondo who had volunteered for the job. 2 more trips later they were done, Tammy carries the last smaller bag to the room upstairs. Fernando finally notices what was done to the place.
 
Fernando: I don't believe this.
Hondo: You telling me? She replaced everything!
Fernando I can see that.
Hondo: What are we going to do about it?
Fernando: For now nothing. Anything else?
Hondo: The workers who 'cleaned' up the place gave me some laptops that they found. What to do with them?
Fernando: We'll deal with it tomarrow. Right now I'm going to make a small dinner for Tammy and myself, you're welcomed to the food supplies we brought in.
Hondo: Your Asian 'girl friend brought in some food as well. There is some chicken terri-yucky on the stove if you want it. I saw how it was prepared and didn't like it at all.
Fernando: Its Chicken Teriyaki. And I can agree with you on that. Asian food is best when its fresh, not when its been sitting around getting cold.
Hondo (getting into the kitchen and opening the frig): I'll take to some of the roast beef that's left over from yesterday. I'll be fine.
 
Hondo takes a few items with him upstairs, and goes back to the roof. Fernando prepares a light meal and takes it upstairs to his room. Tammy was in a robe and underwear, having left the shower moments before. She is on the bed, fluffing out her tail with a brush. Fernando puts the meal on the table in the room, looking over the changes that were done to it. Functionally it was the same: bed though larger than the original that was there, nightstands to either side of the bed, small round table with 4 chairs, a large dresser by the door, and desk with a leather chair at the corner of the room beside a bookshelf. Even the closet door was changed. But appearance wise it was a totally different story. Fernando takes to one of the chairs at the table as he starts to put out the food.
 
Fernando: Tammy?
Tammy: Yes?
Fernando: Was everything where you found it to be?
Tammy: Everything?
Fernando: You know- clothes, books, stuff in the closet and dresser?
 
Fernando looks at the corner desk and the computer on it. It was not the Macintosh unit he had placed there in the last mission but a cheap Dell.
 
Tammy: Everything seems to be in place. I mean, despite the furniture being changed and all that, all my stuff was neatly in its place. Most of my stuff is still in the luggage.
Fernando: I see. Want to eat?
 
Tammy finishes fluffing out her tail, giving it a few flicks to see how it responds. Happy with the results, she walks over to the table and takes the chair next to him. Together they had their meal, a change of clothes, and went to bed. Fernando has a hard time trying to decide which pillow to take as none of them had his scent on it. Eventually he take the firmest one and folds it in half under his head. Tammy was not too picky, taking what was there, and putting an arm around him before she went to sleep. For him, it was a restless night, though by the time several hours had past by, he started to go into his sleep cycle.

Hondo sat there on the roof, starin' at the darkness, but his eyes did not see the darkness. All he could see was the bullet riddled body of his wife layin' in the dust as he was bein' drug away, the drug complex blowin' up behind it all. He heard nothin', felt nothin' but cold, all other items in this replay of days past were a blur, except her body dead body. He whispered to himself, "I'm so sorry Laurie Anne."
 
 'A car passed the safe house an' it awoke Hondo from the nightmare that replayed in his mind. He remembered the days after. He an' his group returned to see if they could find her body to bury,but they could not find her. All they found was a mix of goons an' thieves getting all they could from the ruins an' out buildings only partially damaged. He remembered nothing from then until 3 weeks later. it was told to him by a friend that was taking care of him that he killed every livin' bein' left at the complex, some with bullets, some with his knife an' others with his bare hands. Then without a word he climbed into his truck, drove home, cleaned his guns an' knife, reloaded them then sat in his leather chair for nearly 3 weeks without movin' or talkin'. Once he was told this all he quit his job, took his guns a' a few other items out of the house that he needed, loaded up the truck an' never returned. he told a friend he could use the place if needed. last he heard they were keepin' up the place an' usin' the barns an' fields but left the house as is, except a few repairs here an' there.  
 
 
Hondo shook his head to clear it, as if shakin' his mind could hide the memories again that he long tried to forget. He looked around quickly to see if all was well. He saw nothin', heard nothin' nor smelled nothin' out of place. 'He stood in the shadow of a roof dormer. He thought about takin' a drive to clear his mind so he could sleep. Just as he started to head down a sort convertible came slowly down the road. He adjusted his shotgun in case. The car stop long enough for him to identify it as a newer mustang convertible. *that's odd.* he thought, as his was one of the very few American vehicles he'd seen in Rome. then Hondo heard a Female Voice.
 
Female voice: Tell Tammy no where is safe and no Cowboy can protect her from me. You either leave or your fate will be the same as hers soon than planned!  
 
"Forget it!" Hondo yelled from the darkness. That followed quickly with a pistol shot way off from where Hondo stood. Hondo Let loose with two quick shots from his shotgun loaded with buck shot then bounded in the shadowsto the other side of the dormer. This delayed his next shot which they took advantage of, just as he turned he saw somethin' lobbed over the gate an land by the house, as if shot from a mortar.
 
"Explosive!" Hondo Yelled, an' before he dived for cover somethin' odd went off that made most of the security lights go out. The wave of pressure from the explosive knocked Hondo over which made him drop his shotgun over the edge of the house. Hondo fell himself an' slid down the roof only to catch the gutters to keep himself from fallin' to the ground. He hung there for a moment then dropped himself to the ground. he didn't pause to grab his shotgun but ran to his truck to pursue them. The explosive didn't seem to do much damage. Hondo cranked over the engine of his truck but it did not start. He tried a few times then checked a few things. Nothing worked,but the engine turned over. it then hit him.  
"an EMP bomb." Bomb he said to himself. He swore silently before exitin' the truck he slammed the door of the truck then walked over to get the shotgun he dropped. They had too much of a head start anyway.

That night, the SWA Logistics and Support staff was at the cemetery where Fernando was buried at. They find his grave, according to the information that they had. Flashlights shine on the tombstone, showing off his name, date of birth and oddly, 2 different dates for death. The etching of the 737 jet plane was on the as part of its decoration.
 
Amedeo: Why are there 2 dates for his death?
 
The others look on, unsure how to answer.
 
Priscilla: Alright, lets dig up the box and see who is inside.
 
Georgio come in with a back hoe to make quick work of the digging, but it was still done by hand for the final 2 feet of dirt that covered the coffin. They all started to discuss to themselves how odd it was for a coffin to be buried so deep in a grave, as most are buried 2 meters (6 feet) deep, and this was at least double that. They finally reach the coffin and wrap ropes around it, bringing it up to be opened. They gather around the box, as the men grab the lid, pulling on it. The coffin opens. In it all they find is a bloody shirt but no body inside.
 
Amedeo: Grave robbers got here first?
Priscilla: I don't think so.
 
Priscilla goes into the coffin, taking the shirt, and finds a ring that was under it. She picks it up and reads the inscription, 'F&T:UDDUA...
 
Georgio: F&T means Fernando and Tammy. But UDDUA?
Priscilla: I have heard those letters somewhere before... hmm...
 
Priscilla thinks about the words that could possibly fit in there until she gets a combination that fits.
 
Priscilla: Until Death Does Us Apart... that is what it means!
Amedeo: But, Fernando was dead when I found him, stone cold, no pulse, dead!
Priscilla: What if that was not Fernando?
Amedeo: The autopsy identified him, from the tiny scar on his forehead next to the left eyebrow to fangs in his mouth, and all these other things that don't make sense listed on his autopsy report. He might have been a flying squirrel, but much of his make up suggests he was something else.
Georgio: What you think he might be?
Amedeo: What you think? He sleeps in the day, got fangs, and from the looks of it- cheated death! What the #$@! you think it is!
Georgio: You are making him like he's a vampire or something.
Amedeo: That is exactly what he is!
Georgio: Vampires are not real!
Amedeo: Say that when he's drinking your blood from the side of your neck.
 
Priscilla interrupts their quarrel before it gets too heavy.
 
Priscilla: He's not a vampire. Otherwise, how else could he gone to St. Francis of Assisi church to set up the wedding, go outside in the day time, and stuff like that?
Amedeo: Then explain why his body is not here, especially when we were here to see it one last time before it was put into this hole?
Priscilla: There must be an explanation. Besides, if he was a vampire, how did he get out of such a deep grave?
Amedeo: He had help from his cowboy friend. And now he has a virgin bride, it all completes the circle that he will try to open a portal to hell an unleash hell on earth.
 
The others laugh.
 
Priscilla: We do have a mystery, but lets not fall into the dogma of stories we tell children to scare them to sleep with. Apparently, Fernando is not here, so, where is he? And who is with Tammy?
Georgio: Didn't he teleported you a couple of days ago to prove who he was to you?
Priscilla: All he did was teleport me to some lab and only said that he was Fernando. But such technology is not too far fetched as most science labs have been toying with the idea of teleportation for decades now. If he has such a working device, we are going to make him give it to us for our agency.
Georgio: Such a device on that scale would require a lot of energy.
Priscilla: Either way, we must get it.
Amedeo: What about the missing body?
 
They all look at him for the moment.
 
Priscilla (pocketing the ring): We will deal with it when the time is right. Right now we got somebody who is too powerful for his own good and he needs to be dealt with.
 
The shirt is put into a sterile bag and sealed up tightly as the coffin is closed one more time and placed into the ground and covered. Once the dirty work is done, they all head to the pizza van to return to their base.
 
A lone mousette in a black dress walks into the caf", angered being a word that least describes her emotional constitution.
 
She stops and look around, not finding those who she wants to have a talk to. Frustrated, she walks out of the cafŽ. Once outside, she looks about the area, and starts heading to the CDRR HQ, not far away. Once at the door, she reaches over and knocks on it, very hard and loud. It opens on the third time she knocks on the door.
 
Misao (barging through and letting herself in): Its about time!
Dale: Wh-wh-what seems to be troubling you, Miss?
Misao: You! And Your Rescue Ranger Friends! Now where is everybody! I am to have a talk with all of you!
Dale: They are all on a case right now!
Misao: Oh How Convenient! Don't Tell Me... Fat Cat Is At It Again, Right?!!!
Dale: Uhm... I would not know. But Everyone's at Fernando's tree house. It seems the place got broken into and Tammy's missing.
Misao: A Likely Story... Wait- Fernando's home got broken into?
Dale: And Tammy is nowhere to be found.
Misao: Oh dear. He's dead and now she's missing... Think there's a connection?
Dale: I hope not. The people they were dealing with are a dangerous lot- they killed Fernando, didn't they?
Misao: Well, I'll go over there and see for myself and maybe make myself useful.
Dale: I would not recommend that.
Misao: And why not?
Dale: Fernando has certain technologies that is deemed dangerous for just anyone to walk in to his place. In fact (picking up a clip board from nearby), You are listed here as one of several people not allowed into his home.
Misao: What?!! How Can That Be?!! (lying through her teeth) We used to be close, really close!
Dale: Well, I don't know. I'm supposed to detain you if you are to go over there.
Misao: (continueing with the lies) We used to sleep together! If it were not for Tammy, we would have gotten married! (sudden realization) Oh wait... I'm not going over there, I just remember I have to see Jeanette Isabelle about something.
Dale: Oh, you do? Good. Tell her I said hello, and that we are still looking for a replacement for Fernando.
Misao: Will do...
 
Misao starts to walk away from the CDRR HQ, and seemingly to the cafŽ. She looks back when she was close to the caf", seeing that Dale was no where in sight, and makes a sudden turn to Fernando's tree house.
 
During the night, the handlers and their cyborgs were recalled back to Italy, and were arriving in Rome by the following morning. A morning Fernando does not want to wake up into. He continues to sleep, even though Tammy had awaken a long time ago to prepare for the day. Looking into her suit case, she finds only fancy dresses and party outfits were stuffed in it, resorting her to take supplies from the run-away kit for a fresh set of underwear and to wear the same skirt and blouse as she did before. Miffed at the whole thing, she decided to deal with it later when Fernando wakes up so they can go shopping for some clothes.
 
Once showered, tail fluffed and dressed, Tammy goes to the kitchen and makes breakfast for herself and a little something for Fernando when he wakes up. Being the first one to be awake, she finds the place dark and spooky. But she works herself to finish the task of making breakfast and runs up the stairs back to her shared room to eat it.  
 
Once done with breakfast, she gathers her plate and utensils along with those from last night's dinner and puts them in a neat pile to deal with later. First she had to check up on Fernando. She quietly walks over to the bed, sitting on the edge and leans towards him.
 
Tammy (quietly and gently as possible): Fernando?
 
Fernando does not answer. She tries again, only to have him take the pillow and put it over his head.
 
Tammy (to herself): Alright. I'll try to wake you up later when you are more up to it.
 
Tammy takes the plates and other items to the kitchen. Jeanie's Limo Driver was there starting on breakfast. Jeanie was at the dining table reading the Asian Times newspaper online on her laptop. Tammy takes the dirty dishes and things to the sink, and starts washing them. The Limo driver stops for a moment and shuts off of water and points to the new dishwasher between the sink and stove. Frustrated, Tammy puts the items into the dishwasher, but was stopped from turning it on. She leaves the kitchen and starts to head up stairs, but first she has to pass the dining area where Jeanie was at.
 
Jeanie (trying to get Tammy's attention): Fung does not does not like other in the kitchen when he's in there cooking.
Tammy (stopping for a moment): I'll remember that next time.
 
Jeanie closes the laptop and leans towards Tammy.
 
Jeanie: So, Fernando is allowing you back in the kitchen?
Tammy: We had a talk about it.
Jeanie: Do tell...
Tammy: There's nothing to talk about.
Jeanie: Maybe, maybe not. But if you are going to be a good wife to my savior upstairs, you are going to be a damn good wife.
 
Tammy gives her an uncertain blank stare.
 
Jeanie: Get what I mean, missy squirrel?
 
Tammy shakes her head for a moment and starts to continue to go up the stairs. Jeanie, wearing a tight Qipao (a tight Chinese 'banner dress'), runs past her and blocks the stair case. Tammy looks at her, wondering how she could have moved so fast in such a tight dress.
 
Tammy: Out my way.
Jeanie: What for, so you can go cry to your man? Listen here missy, he has been the man to many women. You are not the only one he has saved and has fallen in love with him. I would say that there is a long line of women out there he has saved. A long line that wants him how you have him, as a husband! So, if you are not up to par with your wifely duties, there are others out there that can replace you.
Tammy: That's not true!
 
Jeanie grabs Tammy by the wrist and takes her to the basement, though the door was locked, very few door locks could survive Jeanie's karate kicks. Once in the basement, Jeanie shoves Tammy into the middle of the room.
 
Jeanie (approaching Tammy): You are just one against many. I don't see how or why he fell for you, but maybe you know something that can woo him in bed. Believe me, I have read up on all the love making secrets there are out on print, so I know them all. So tell me, what is it that he likes?
Tammy: What for? So you could steal him away from me?
Jeanie: How can anyone steal something somebody else does not own?
 
Jeanie walks up to her and gives her a shove. Tammy lands on the floor on her butt.
 
Jeanie: You're weak and pathetic. Your Kung Fu is not strong. How could he have fallen for you? No way, I can see...
Tammy (interrupting her): Stop It!
Jeanie: At least you have a voice. How many times have you yelled for him to rescue you? No, that's not it. Fernando likes his women to be strong and independent so they can think and do as they need without his help...
Tammy: I Said Stop it!
Jeanie: Stop what? All I'm doing is stating the truth. All I see is a weak little squirrelly girl who has nothing to offer her man, not even herself. Tell me, you two have been married for months, how often do you two do it?
Tammy: Do what?
Jeanie: Have sex, of course. (Tammy gulps) I remember Fernando having a ravenous appetite when it came to that. The man needs it all the time. Well deary- how often do you two do it?
Tammy (tears start to roll down her eyes): That is none of your business!
Jeanie: I don't think you two ever have... You barely have his scent on you.
Tammy: Enough!
 
Tammy starts to break down and cry, curling up into a seated tight little ball.
 
Jeanie walks up to her and lowers herself to Tammy's level.
 
Jeanie: Isn't that sad, a wifey who's husband does not love.
Tammy (through her tight ball): He too does love me!
Jeanie: Actions speaks louder than words, and your actions say that he does not love you. Maybe he has some secret lover out there? Tell me, does he sneak out at night? Make excuses for coming home late? Maybe he has another girl out there who is raising his love puppies?
Tammy: No! NO! NO!!!
Jeanie: Looks like I struck a nerve there... Maybe he is, but you're in such deep denial that he can do no wrong that you wont see it.
Tammy (between the sobs): FERNANDO LOVES ME! THERE IS NOBODY ELSE!
Jeanie: I'm sure he does, keep thinking that way. Maybe, one day he'll kiss you behind the ear and put a hand up your skirt and tell you how much he loves you. And if you fall for that, you're a bigger fool than I thought for that is how men cover up for their lies.
 
A loud thud was heard behind them. Jeanie turns around as Tammy looks up to see who or what it was. Hondo stands in front of a filled laundry basket on the floor.
 
Hondo: I thought I told you that you were not allowed down here.
 
Jeanie looks at the laundry basket, and then at the wall with the machines, all which have been beaten and broken but one was at least operational.
 
Jeanie: Oh dear, this wont do... You should have told me you needed new laundry machines.
Hondo: We don't want them.
 
Tammy gets up and scurries behind Hondo. He places an arm to keep her behind him.
 
Jeanie (watching Tammy run): Why not? Brand new, state of the art washer driers? These things look like they been an active part of the cold war.
Hondo: They work well enough for me. (as he points out the door) Now, Out!
 
Jeanie recomposes herself. Normally she would not allow a man talk to her in that manner, but for now she will let it happen. Hondo follows her up the stairs until the door closes. He gives the laundry basket a kick to slide it into the room, and takes Tammy in with him.
 
Hondo: Look Miss, I'm not into getting into women's business but that little scene was more than some little girl discussion.
Tammy: It was nothing, really.
Hondo: Don't lie to me. I heard most of it in the hall. I had to make it look like I needed to be in here to come in.
Tammy: So you didn't need to do your laundry?
Hondo: Those are just some mechanics overalls and dirty truck rags. They don't need to be washed.
Tammy (looking at the dirty pile) Oh...
Hondo: Seriously, Ms. Squirrel. I don't know how Fernando is taking to your past relationship, but if you think he's worth fighting for, you better do better than that. If any girl wants to steal a man from another woman, she'll do everything in her power to get it done... including dropping those tightie white drawers they got on for him.
Tammy: I know that.
Hondo: I'm not telling you to drop your drawers for Fernando, but I am that they will to steal him from you. You and him got something special going on. As husband and wife, boy and girlfriend, what ever. I know you two have not done it, or at least so he has told me, but that says to me that your relationship with him is beyond what anyone can have with sex. You two are special to each other, and you should not let no one steal that away from you. Git my meaning?
 
Tammy nods before answering.
 
Tammy: Yeah, I do.
Hondo (stuffing the dirty laundry into the machine): Good. Now I hope this thing wont explode when I turn it on. Look, I'll be fine down here. You go check up on your man upstairs. Its getting late you know.
Tammy: Yeah, I will.
Hondo: Go... I know that crazy China Mousette will try and get these machines replaced, so I got to secure everything else down here. No use in knowing what she would do if she found the secret hardware we got here.
Tammy: Well, if she is going to replace them, let her get the most expensive ones.
Hondo: She has a bottomless bag of wealth and money. Things to her are nothing if it don't give her some sort of power. Sure, she fixed up the place all nice, despite it being out of match with the other safe houses, but now she will want unlimited access to this place.
Tammy: Now wait a minute- this is my house! Both the Italian Government and the United Stated gave me this house because...
 
Then she realizes what she was about to say, and shuts up.
 
Hondo: Its still your house. I just use it because Fernando lets me use it on missions. But as I was saying, that crazy China Mousette is gonna think she has rights to this place if she continues to fix it up. Let her fix the washer and dryers, she's gonna want access to the basement.
Tammy: I think I better have a talk with Fernando.
Hondo: Please do.
 
Tammy leaves the basement, being careful to look to see where Jeanie was. She makes it back to the room without incident, closing the door and sits on the bed next to Fernando. She tries to wake him up with a little more effort.
 
Tammy (shaking him by the shoulder): Wake up, Fernando...
 
Fernando takes as much of the blanket and pillow with him and jumps to the other side of the bed.
 
Tammy (to herself): Why must you make is so hard at times?
 
She gets on the bed and crawls over to him, giving him a hard shove to wake up him. She gets pounded by a flying pillow. Taking the pillow with both hands, she lets him have it several times. Half way through the pummeling, Fernando wakes up grabbing the pillow. Tammy stops when she can no longer lift the pillow for some reason. Fernando snatches the pillow from Tammy's grasp and throws it to the other end of the bed. He then slowly turns to her, seeming like he wanted to bite her head off. She gets nervous at his reaction.
 
Fernando: There better be a damn good reason for you to be doing this.
Tammy: Uhm... there is.
Fernando: What is it?
Tammy: Its getting late for one...
 
Fernando growls under his breathe.
 
Tammy: And... I don't have any clothes to put on.
Fernando: What about the stuff on the suit case.
Tammy: Jeanie's goons stuff party dresses in there. And they didn't fold them s they are all wrinkled up. I need to buy something for our stay here...
Fernando: Anything else?
Tammy: I need you to give a ride to town so I could buy the stuff.
 
Fernando dives into the pillow and takes a blanket over his head.
 
Tammy: Hondo also said that you need to talk to your Mousie Friend!
 
Fernando sits up and faces Tammy.
 
Fernando: What about Jeanie?
Tammy: Hondo says she's causing too much trouble for what she is worth. Now she wants to replace the washer dryers after having seeing them. According to him, the more she fixes this house, the more access she will want from it. Furthermore the discussion she said about you is not too promising on your behavior.
Fernando: What she said and what was she doing in the basement?
Tammy: She took me down there, kicking the upstairs door in. She said that there are many women who want you and that they would do anything to have what I got, my marriage to you. Furthermore she stated that I was weak and pathetic, that there would have been no way for you to fall in love with me.
 
Tammy releases all emotional control at this point, and begins to cry. Fernando sits on the bed with his arms crossed.
 
Fernando: You know you are just proving her right.
Tammy (through her tears) What?!!
Fernando: By you crying and being emotional like you right now and at times, you are proving that you are weak and pathetic. Last I remember, Fernando likes his girls to be independent, intelligent, and strong. He never liked dating jellyfish.
Tammy: What are you saying?!!
Fernando: The truth. Fernando don't like weak girls. And at the time you two got married, you had improved on your emotional control and became somebody strong enough to fight her own battles. But now look at you, crying over something somebody said, and that not even the worse I'm expecting to be said about you and me.
 
Tammy tries to hold back her tears, but sometimes it is not so easy to do.
 
Fernando: Now if you stop crying so damn much and be more acute and attune to what needs to be said or done, then you would be strong again. This training Fernando gave you was to make you a stronger person, one who can defend herself in any situation, even a verbal one.
 
Fernando slowly gets out of the bed and gathers a few things to take to the bathroom.
 
Fernando: If you want me to care for you or even love you, you need to get past that cry-baby stage and become a woman again, the same woman he was about to marry.
 
Fernando walks out the room, closing the door behind him.
 
Tammy (to herself): Since holding your dead body in my arms, things have been very hard to deal with...
 
Tammy thinks for a while. She take in and lets out a deep seated sigh, wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her shirt.
 
Tammy (to herself): You're right... I have to be strong again.