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To Love and To Cherish
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Chapter Six

Something was wrong, Sheridan thought as Luis slowly got up from the table and walked back out onto the balcony. He was trying to hide it from her, but she knew. She could see it lurking just behind his eyes. It had been there all morning.

Rising from the table, she went to join him on the balcony. She weaved her arm with his and leaned her head against his shoulder. "What's wrong, Luis? And don't say it's nothing, because I know it's something."

Luis looked down at her and this time didn't bother to hide his worry. "I don't know what's wrong. I just have this feeling..."

"What feeling?" Sheridan asked when he didn't continue.

He closed his eyes and let out a ragged breath. "A feeling that something bad is going to happen. My gut is telling me that us coming here was a mistake."

"A mistake? Luis, this place is paradise! What could possibly happen to us here?"

Luis turned his head and looked back toward the ocean. "I don't know, Sheridan, but I wish to god I did. "

Sheridan followed Luis through the lobby of the hotel. They were going to look around the island today. Luis had told her about the Turtle farm they had here and also about the Cayman Museum. She'd talked him into going to the Museum this morning and then spending the afternoon on Seven Mile Beach.

She knew he was still worried. She also knew his instincts were usually right, but they were on their honeymoon. Her father and brother were in jail and those French goons were in a Paris jail. Well, one of them was anyway. Pierre had died that fateful day six months ago. Sheridan shuttered in remembrance and scooted closer to Luis. He always made her feel safe.

"Hey," Luis said wrapping his arm around her waist. "Are you ready for an adventure in paradise?"

Sheridan grinned. "Absolutely! I'm always up for an adventure."

A devilish light came into his eyes as he leaned closer to whisper in her ear. "Hmm, are you sure you don't want to stay in the room for an adventure of our own?"

"Luis!" Sheridan said playfully hitting him in the shoulder. "I think you just married me for my body."

He laughed. "No, I married you because I love you, the body... well, that was just an added bonus."

"Ooh," Sheridan said trying hard not to smile. It didn't work. "And here I thought that was my bonus."

"Sher," He said stopping just in front of the outside doors. "If you want to go to this museum, you're going to have to control yourself."

With that he bolted out the door and Sheridan was hot on his heels. The two never even saw the car, much less saw that the driver had a gun. Bullets started flying and Luis tackled her to the ground and continued to roll them as bullets hit all around them. Passerby's all screamed. Finally after a few terrifying seconds, the gunshots stopped and they heard an engine roar to life and tear down the street.

Sheridan raised her head and looked at Luis. His pupils were wide and he was looking at her in a panic. "Are... you.. okay?" he rasped out finally.

"I'm fine." Sheridan said putting her hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?"

But he didn't have to answer. Because as soon as she touched his shoulder, she felt something warm and liquid run over her fingers. She raised her hand and saw that it was blood. "Oh my god! You've been shot!"

Luis grabbed her hand. "I'm fine, Sheridan. The bullet only grazed me. I'm alright."

Luis rolled off her, then stood up. He turned and saw her still looking at the blood on her hands. He hoped she didn't pass out on him again. He reached down and held out his hand to help her up. At first, she just stared at it, but finally she placed her hand in his.

When she stood and he saw the fear in her eyes. He just pulled her close and hugged her to his chest. God, they could have been killed. "It's okay." He whispered against her hair. "Everything will be alright."

But how could it be, he thought angrily. Someone had just shot at them, on their honeymoon no less. That's when it hit him. His instincts had been right. Something bad did happen. They were still in danger. The only question was who were they in danger from?



For the first time in his life, he had missed his target. He knew the man had been hurt. He'd seen the blood, but he also knew the injury wasn't life threatening. Damn, the man's reflexes were quicker than he thought. If he hadn't reacted when he did, his target would be dead. His boss would not be happy, but then he wouldn't find out until he called him and he didn't plan to do that until the job was done. His job would be a little harder, now that they knew their life was in danger, but then he had always loved a challenge. He smiled at that. He knew he would get a second chance at his target. He also knew that he would not miss a second time. He would finish his assignment and the couple would be separated, permanently.

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