I'll be happy if Harry dies.

The story is based on the characters in the US Crime Drama "Missing" I do not own any of these characters. You can find all five chapters at http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3056065/1/
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Untitled. (Excerpt from chapter one)

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Nicole knew that fraternizing was forbidden in the office. Although the staff spent 17 hours in close proximity, daily; sleeping with a co-worker was strictly against the protocol. Somehow she couldn’t deign to care. Her traumatic childhood and tumultuous career had given her enough emotional baggage and physical pain that she saw this affair as some sort of recompense. She deserved Antonio. And in her mind he almost deserved her. She repeatedly told herself to never give a man more that he gave in return; to make him love you more, and want you more. That was her code of ethics or mode of operation rather. But above all; it was a defence mechanism which left no room for her to be hurt.

Those years in Phoenix, Arizona where they tasted what it meant to be in love, truly, for the first time. She had never known anything better. In the back of her mind, she wondered if he had. Reminding herself of his divorce she remembered that he couldn’t have. Could he? He described a suspect as “hot” more than once, and she was very familiar with his sexual innuendo in the office. It was discreet yet unmissable. Sometmes standing next to him was enough for her to feel his warmth and reminisce…No wonder why she had been feeling more violent than usual. The punching dummy felt it as well. With every strike, punch, kick and impact; she was letting out her sexual frustration.

As tough as old boots, she was still a woman. As well as a agent. It seemed that Antonio was the only man who understood that. She thought back to when she nearly shot him in Phoenix while undercover as a gang member. The Untouchables, they called themselves. They were holding the daughter of a pharmacist hostage. A street pharmacist. “Dr.” Warren Hutt was a drug baron who worked at a medicinal distribution company. He conspired with the powers that were to import crack into the country under the guise of a “trial cure for blood pressure.” He had employed the gang to deliver the “cure” across town and gave them a measly 3% of the profit. When they got wind of his fortune, Nicole found herself in the thick of it all. She used her knowledge of guns and other street weaponry to become one of them. By the time the FBI busted in, Nicole was face to face with the love of her life and had to shoot him. Antonio took two bullets in the vest and Nicole was “arrested.”

Their Director put a 7 year sentence of Nicole’s record (easily accessible to the gang’s hacker.) The little girl saw her father for the last time, in handcuffs. He and the gang are currently serving twenty to life. Nicole got a promotion. Antonio got a raw deal. As they rode out of town, Nicole felt the weight of guilt descend upon her. She knew that she did her duty, but she couldn’t rebuke the responsibility. She sat in the back of the police car consumed by what she had done. Antonio refused to see her at the hospital and Nicole was devastated.

One week later they were reunited and it didn’t feel so good. There was a tense silence for the hour-long drive they took together. Every time Nicole tried to muster up a explanation; she failed. There were no worthy words to be found. She blamed herself for everything wrong in his life; her emotions were reminiscent of those of her childhood. She felt out of place; the problem child who caused everyone else’s heartache; the one who deserved what she got. Antonio felt Nicole slipping away as though they were only connected by space. He knew that it wasn’t her fault. His pain was physical but he knew that hers wouldn’t go away. He broke the silence.