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His Brothers Secret (Toxic & Junko)

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ToxicWildFire

Super-Earth
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May 26, 2009
Justine Molten couldn't believe where she was standing today. The sudden sounds of the gun shots from the officers into the sky made her jump. She was burying her husband after only being married six months. She didn't understand why either. No one at the station could tell her why her husband had to die or what killed him. At the moment it is all a deep mystery to her.

Wiping her tears and leaving a rose she couldn't stay any longer. Bear the looks of those who knew him in her direction. She missed him so much already. In a fit of tears she walked away from the lowering coffin. She noticed the men she never saw before at the funeral but figured they were co workers.

She was so very wrong. Soon as she arrived at home they pulled up behind her and asked to talk to her. After the talk she politely turned down their offer for witness protection as she knew nothing of her husbands case, though she now felt closer to the reason why he died. They talked to her telling her she ws in danger, she simply turned them down and shook her head, denying them entry to her home and offers of an escort she turned and went inside where she ended up taking a bath and going to bed.

It was hours later and she woke for a drink of water in her thin lace gown that came to her mid thigh. She threw on a robe and was getting herself a glass of water when she saw the door open. She looked at it in surprise knowing it was shut. Thats when she heard the gun shots going off, the glass breaking all around her. She screamed..........
 
Jonathan knew what happened, his damn brother got over his head again and got himself killed, what a stupid man he was. He sighed as he looked at the ceiling of his appartment, dressed up in tuxedo he knew he was about to go to a place he never wished he would go, his brothers funeral. Working with his brother on the N.C.I.S. special tactics had itâ??s advantages but more disavantages since he needed to constantly watch his brothers back, but that did not meant he did not screwed up a couple of times, he owed his brother his life and now he was going to his funeral and there was nothing he could do to repay him back. Taking his stuff he got on his car and drove off.

He had money and a lot of it, he knew it but he did not cared, it was all in a bank safe and sound, he always deposited fivehundred dolars each month to savings making him quite good in terms of money. If ever something happened he would not need to worry about it, he knew how to save living in a small appartment and driving a used car he drove out any suspicions toward him. He reached to funeral not too soon after, deciding to stay out and come inside when his brother fiancee was gone, he needed some time to himself and to put a end to his brothers memory and send him in peace. After she was gone he entered the funeral, having to wear glasses and a wig in order to drive suspicions out of him, no one must know that Jacob had a twin brother, it was better that way.

Being almost until night he looked at his brothers body, he seemed sleeping it hurted him as well, he could feel empty inside a sign of the typical twin bond. Taking a big sigh he went to his car, his cellphone vibrating on his pocket he picked it up, â??Sirâ?¦. Yes sirâ?¦ on my wayâ?, just when he tought his brothers ordeal was over he was now ordered to protect his fiancee, under any means nessesary. He turned on his car and rushed his way to her house.

After arriving he noticed something was wrong, there was her car and another black van parked behind it. He rushed out of his car and took out his gun, standing on the other side of the door he noticed a scream, that is when he broke in and gunned the man down taking a bullet himself on the shoulder. He looked at the Justine and smiled, he knew her but she did not knew him, â??Are you alright Justine?â?
 
She knew the back door had been locked, couldn't see the person on the other side. It wasn't until the glass being shot out did she drop her glass of water and throw her hands over her head. She screamed, it was an ear piercing, frightened scream merged with the sound of the gun shots. She closed her eyes and turned crouching down when she heard the front door bust open.

She screamed again, scared to death that she was going to get killed but at the same time wondered if it was her destiny to join Vincent. "I don't know anythng" She screamed and closed her eyes curling her arms over her head. She knew then that the F.B.I or whatever was right but she didnt care, she wasn't going to lead a different life just to protect herself.

Thud She heard the shooters body behind her hit the ground and stood. She was expecting to be facing the gun of another, her death. She glanced around nervously and that was when he stepped into the light. The one who took out the shooter. She paled just then, her eyes widening, hert felt like it stopped. Everything around her stopped. And then he spoke.

â??Are you alright Justine?â?

She was seeing a ghoest, she most definately not was okay. She grew light headed and finally remembered to breathe, the only reponse she could get past her lips was a bare whisper, "Vincent?" thats when everything just over came her, the room spun, he stood there smiling at her and her eyes closed as she fell forward; passing out.
 
Jonathan smirked, he knew it would be too much for her to bare in one day, being in her fiancee funeral and then almost getting killed and saved by a person that looked exactly like her dead fiancee, it was no surprise when she fainted. He walked over to her and grabbed her on his arms walking to her room and gently placing her on her bed. He looked around the house and it was a mess, he decided to take her to his appartment she would be safe there. He walked to her closet and packed a lot of clothes, she wonâ??t be coming back here for awhile. His wound could wait, them getting out could not, more could be coming. He sighed and grabbed as many things as he could placing them on his car. As soon as he was ready to go he gently grabbed her again placing her on the back seat of his car so she could rest.

Walking back to her house he grabbed his cellphone and dialed his partners, â??Agent Jonathan here, she is safe she was attacked but I got her, wounded in process, nothing seriousâ?. He waited for comfirmation on what to do next and he sighed, he knew the order they gave him, make it seem like it was a accident and she was dead, any means nessesary. He entered the house and poured gasoline all over the furniture setting it on fire. Placing one of the bodies on the bed they would think she died on the bed, he rushed back to his car and drove away.

After a good hour and a half they got to his appartment and she was already on his bed resting. Her luggage still on the car but for a suitcase left with some of her clothes. In his room was a few pictures of him and his brother together, he knew there would be a lot of questions from her but it was not the time for that he needed to see how badly he was wounded. He went to his bathroom taking out his shirt and looking at the wound, it was nothing serious the bullet had passed right by his shoulder, he just needed to stich it up and he would be good to go. Sitting on the toilet he began to stich himself.
 
Justine woke suddenly, she was still startled. She sat straight up and looked around. She wasn't home. Oh god, she wasn't home. She started to recall what happened. The funeral, yes, Vincent was dead. Gunshots. Someone trying to kill her. Then.....then........then it didn't amke any sense to her. She saw Vincent. How.....he was dead.

Shaking her head she knew enough to know it didn't matter right now, she simply had to get out of there before whoever had her showed back up. Without taking any time to look around she slid off the bed and tip toed out of the room. She saw the door to the apartment and made a break for it, the robes swaying behind her as she managed to get it open and she started to get away from it.

Thats what she had to do, get away from who ever had her and call the police. She just had to remember the agents name that talked to her after.....her steps slowed and she stumbled some....who did she talk to after the funeral. Tears started to come even as much as she fought them they were streaming down her cheek. First she was burying the love of her life, then being shot at, and suddenly his face is before her again. It didn't make sense.
 
He was nearly over when he heard the door open then close, he sighed and stood up he could not run but the building was closed and he had the key to get out of the building. Grabbing his id he followed her running, â??Hey wait, I am not going to hurt you, I am with the government my job is to protect youâ?, he screamed at her while running behind her. He was the only one living on the appartment complex so no one would hear him. Finally he reach her in the door wich was locked, he knew she would not escape and stopped behind her, â??what would you think Vincent would had done in my place, my damn brother would protect my fiancee if I was in his positionâ?. He knew that with that he would get her attention, they did not had a chance to talk so she was scared. He placed the id on the floor with the key then stepped back, â??look at my id, and that is the key out of here, if you feel you need to go be my guest, just know I had to burn the house so that the bastards that killed Vincent wonâ??t get you, they think your dead. Now if you feel that you need to leave grab the key and go, if not return the key to me and I will explain everythingâ?.
 
Her eyes widened when he started following her and she ran faster. When he called that he wouldn't hurt her she shook her head, "Yeah right, thats why bullets riddled my home." She got to the door and felt panic spread threw her chest. It was locked. But then she heard Vincents name, and the world brother. She leaned her head against the door. Trying not to cry, she felt she had cried enough in the last week. "Vincent never said he had a brother. We have been together for a couple years." She turned and there he was, Vincent staring back at her.

She crouched down and picked up the ID, when she looked at it she looked up at him. "Your twins?" Nevermind the fact that he burnt down her home. No. She will deal with that later. Right now. Right now. She had to know what was going on and why she felt like Vincent was standing there looking at her. She picked up the key and handed it to him, "Please.....tell me whats going on"
 
He smiled sitting down on the floor, â?? Vincent was working in conjuction with my company, he was investigating a murder of a little girl, since the girl was the daughter of a Navy commander I had to join in since my company is involved in crimes regarding the military. For the looks of it he figured it out but went by himself to the murderer, it looked like the bastard had followers that killed him. You are their target because you were his fiancee, they would think he told you about the investigation but it was classified. Before the investigation started he made me swear to take care of you if something happened, and that is why I am here, to fulfill his wish and let him rest in peace, now my company has full autority over the investigation and my job is to protect you. My brother was always a reckless bastard but I loved him as I am sure you do as wellâ?. He groaned as he looked at the floor, blood as coming out of his wound, it was not serious but since he left running in the middle of sawing it looked it it became a little bit worse. â?? Damn bullets, I will leave so you can diggest the information, I have to take care of this wound, the key is yours do as you please, run away or stay with me and let me protect you, I say again the decision is yoursâ?, with that he stood up and walked back to his room sitting on the bathroom as he continued to saw the wound.
 
When he left she broke down crying. Her Vincent was gone. Now whatever he was working on has put her life in danger. He knew this was going to happen. He knew it was going to be happening and he didn't bother to tell her in all this time that he had a brother. A twin at that. After a few minutes she managed to wipe her tears and get to her feet. She took the key and the ID and went back to the apartment.

It took her but a moment to find the bathroom where she didn't b other to know but opened it right up. She looked at him stitching himself up and stepped in, "C..can I help in any way? It's my fault you got shot." She felt bad for running from him and making him run after her but she was scared to death. Her eyes looked over his features, so much like Vincent yet so different. She leaned against the door. Trembling slightly, "I can stitch that if you want me to."
 
He shook his head, â??do not worry, just rest you need it, you been through a lot, I am nearly finishing here and it was not your fault, I decided to go in and I got shot, you had nothing to do with it. So now go and rest, clear your mind, in the kitchen there is food if you want prepare something. I brought your things from your house, besides the bedâ?. He stood up finishing up, â??well good as newâ? he looked at her and smiled, â?? you have two choices if your going to stay with me, help me with the investigation or go into protective services, both of them will require you to change your appareance, cut your hair or do something to look different, since I never been in a relationship I have no idea what you can do so I leave that to youâ?. He smiled and walked to the livingroom siting on his couch and trying to relax, â??you are safe here, do not worry about anything go sleep if you want or eat, my house is yoursâ?.
 
She bit the inside of her lip and stood with one arm across her stomach holding the other. It was a nervous reaction of hers. "If you didn't have to come save me I feel like it is my fault" She went into the kitchine and found a cup in which she got herself a glass of water. That was what she was doing before her home..it was rittled with bullets. Not that it mattered now. Her home with Vincent was no more. This brought a fresh set of tears to her eyes. She almost couldn't even think of him or his name without being reduced to tears. God she hoped this doesn't go on forever or she is going to be considered the most fragile woman on earth. She waited until she was able to stop crying to come out in the livingroom. "I want to work with you and bring Vincent's killer in. I don't care if something happens to me in the process but I want Vincent to know I helped, and we got to work together." She sunk down next to him on the couch"Its just hard you know. Seeing Vincent when it's not Vincent." She looke at him. "Is it ok to still be scared?"
 
He smiled, he knew she was scared out of her mind, â??yes I know, I kept my identity a secret because my company requires it, once I been compromised the case will be over but we have a winning key on our sideâ?¦ they do not know Vincent had a twinâ?. He stood up walking to his room and bringing something back, â??Yes, itâ??s perfectly fine to be scared we all are even me that am what makes us human. What makes us more than human is the ability to overcome the fear and be true to ourselves and our loved ones. I think this belongs to youâ? he opened his hands revealing the wedding ring that Vincent bought for their wedding, â??I am sorry, you can have all the time you want to recover yourself we are in no hurryâ?. He sat back on the couch and looked at her, â?? my brother also gave me something to give you in case something like this happened, but I will wait until you recover because I have a idea what it is, he wanted, he wanted you to continue with your life and find a loved one, he did not wanted you to be alone, from now on you will see a lot of me even after the case is over, itâ??s time that I got in your life as my brother would had wantedâ?. Giving her a key he smiled, â??there is a black box on my closet, itâ??s locked and that is the key that is his gift to you, whenever you want go and see what it isâ?.
 
.:Sorry started this and had it almost posted when comp shut down:.

"We will make sure your not compromised then. This case womn be over until his killer is brought to justice." She watched as he left the room and came back with the ring Vincent got her for their wedding. She reached out and tentatively picked it up and held it. Choking back the urge to cry again she felt like she suddenly had to try and stay strong, for her, for Vincent and now for Jonathan. She gave him enough to worry about. She was going to try and keep this from being one of them. She would wear this ring, as well as the one she bought him around her neck as the only way she would of worn it upon her finger is if Vincent put it there himself.

When he handed her a key she took it and smiled slightlhy at what he said, "Just so you know, I appreciate everything you did to try and protect him and even now trying to protect me. No matter what happens. I appreciate it more than I can truly express to you." She stood just then and looked at the key. "I don't know what he has for me but waiting isn't going to change the reaction. I think I will go see now what Vincent had for me." She made her way to the bedroom over to the closet and sat by it looking at the black box, she got up the courage to open it and trembled as the key clicked and then she opened the box. She peered inside it and slowly brought her hand to the contents.
 
Jonathan smiled as she walked toward his room, figuring that he should leave her with that since it was personal between his brother and her he walked to the kitchen. Looking around he started to make hot chocolate with something small to eat, he wasnâ??t a perfect chef but he knew how to survive. He looked at his cellphone and dialed his boss, â??Yes, agent Jonathan here, she is saved and she was told the options, she is helping usâ?. He heard what his boss had to say and nodded, â??understood so I must pass by Vincent and try to discover what he did, understoodâ?¦â?He sighed and hanged up the cellphone. Walking to the balcony he looked outside, he had a great view of the city from there but he knew he must take out some money from the bank so she could buy some clothes, he also had to arm her, he thought a taser gun would do the trick.

He closed his eyes letting the wind hit his face, it felt good to finally relax after a few hours of running around. He sipped on his chocolate and looked inside for the moment,â?there is hot chocolate on the kitchen with something to eat when you are finished there, tomorrow we are going shoppingâ?. He smiled and sat on the balcony, he heard a usual sound on his house, it was his pet cat, she was always on the balcony or on the corner in the bathroom, â??Hey Nishi, you alright?â? he grabbed the cat and started to pat her, she purred and close her eyes feeling his hands on her. Looking to the city he started thinking on what to do tomorrow.
 
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