Killer Heels and Prada

Chapter 16

  Irv struggled to unbutton his trousers in his excitement, and Miranda struggled to break free from her restraints. "Irv, don't do this!" Miranda growled. "You'll be very sorry if you do." She said fiercely while trying to free one of her feet. "No my dear Miranda, it's you who will be sorry!" Irv snarled. He forgot about his trousers for the moment and reached up under her skirt. He found her lace underwear and Miranda thrashed her body around as much as she could. Irv placed one hand around the top of her panties and just as he started to pull them down Miranda yanked a foot free and got her knee up and hit him in the groin just as the door opened and James burst through it. Irv groaned in pain and slapped Miranda across her cheek as James came running over. James grabbed Irv before he had a chance to turn around and flung him off of Miranda, and into a wall. "James" Miranda whispered. "Did he....?" he asked while quickly untying her arms and her other foot. "No...almost." Miranda said softly. James got her untied and as soon as he did Irv had recovered from being thrown and kicked and he jumped up and ran at James, tackling him to the ground.

Irv had James pinned underneath him and raised his fist to hit him. James move his head out of the way just before Irv's fist connected with his nose and he kicked Irv off of him quickly. Irv landed at Miranda's feet and he grabbed onto her ankle and slung her down as he got up. He grabbed Miranda by the hair and grabbed a knife from the bed and held it to Miranda's throat. James went for his gun inside his jacket, but came up empty handed and looked around quickly for it. He saw it lying on the other end of the bed behind Irv. Irv turned around and saw James's problem and laughed. "Looks like your gun came out of your jacket when you tried to make your big save Mr. Bond. Well, look how that has turned out for you. I have the object of my, or should I say our obsessions held at knife point. This is indeed going to be fun. Here's what's going to happen, I'm going to move her back onto the bed, and if you try and stop me I will kill her immediately. This would be terrible for both of us considering the fact that I'm so looking forward to claiming this queen as mine." Irv said and sneered. James looked at Miranda and wanted nothing more than to make her safe and to make the terrified look in her eyes go away. "All right, you win." James said. Irv smiled and jerked Miranda up. He kissed her already bruised mouth and James felt his stomach churn at the sight of it. Irv turned his back to James and shoved Miranda down on the bed with the knife still to her throat. James immediately crept quietly forward and just as Irv bent down to crush Miranda's mouth with his again James quickly reached in front of him and pulled the knife from Miranda's throat and got him in a headlock. "Miranda get up and move!" James screamed. Miranda didn't have to be told twice. She leapt up moved out of the way. Irv jammed his elbow into James's stomach knocking the wind out of him.

Irv whirled around and brought the knife up James grabbed Irv's arm and struggled to catch his breath. They struggled as Irv tried to plunge the knife through James's chest. "James!" Miranda said. "Miranda get out!" James screamed again. Miranda looked around the room frantically and saw that James's gun had been knocked off of the bed and Miranda hurried over and bent down to pick it up. Irv was using James's weak shoulder against him and got James arm twisted behind his back and James hissed in pain. Irv saw Miranda with the gun and he quickly used James as his shield. "Don't shoot Miranda; you won't hit me, not with James in front of me. You'll hit him instead and we don't want that now do we?" Irv said in a business tone. Miranda held the gun steady. "Miranda, do it, I trust you, I know you will hit him. Go ahead." James said to her in a soothing voice. "Yea, but Miranda you can't be sure of that now can you my dear. You could damn well hit him and you absolutely know it." Irv smiled "My dear Miranda you have absolutely no experience with guns, I'll be impressed if you can find the trigger, a gun isn't some silly fashion item that you know every little detail about. You will most likely miss, and when you do you could seriously injure or even kill James, how would that make you feel? Or are you too much of a cold hearted bitch to care as you were with Stephen?" Rage burned in Miranda's eyes as his comments washed over her. Irv cackled. "I'm afraid my sweet that your ice queen mask will not save you now, the dragon lady is finally going to have to admit defeat. I've waited far too long for this, it's so sweet." Irv purred. "Put the gun down Miranda." Irv said. "Miranda no, don't put the gun down, shoot him." James said. Miranda looked into James's eyes and calmed herself down some. She then turned to study their bodies. With the way they were positioned Irv's left shoulder was in clear view, but only by about 5 inches. Miranda took a deep breath and looked Irv in the eyes and said: "Irv when has any of your assumptions of what I cannot do ever been correct? The last time I checked they never were. You see that always seems to have been your problem with me. You have always underestimated me. Always. For a couple of months it seemed as though you had finally wised up. Well, you have just proven yourself wrong Irv. Although a gun might not be a fashion accessory that does not mean that I do not know anything about it. You incompetent asshole." Miranda said. James controlled his shock at Miranda's language and hid his smirk. Miranda aimed the gun and said "You should know better by now I am extremely disappointed." Then Miranda pulled the trigger. The bullet hit Irv in the left shoulder and James elbowed him back. Irv screamed in pain and fell to the ground from the force of the shot, and James's shove and he hit his head on the ground as he fell and was knocked unconscious.

Miranda lowered the gun and felt her knees start to give out. James ran to her and quickly wrapped his arms around her to hold her up. He gently took the gun from her and he kissed her forehead. James pulled out his cell phone and informed the police of the situation and gave them the address and then hung up. Miranda started to softly cry and James held her tighter. "It's alright, everything's all right." He said in a whisper. Miranda pulled back her head from his chest in time to see Irv get up and grab a knife and attempt to lunge at herself and James. "James!" Miranda screamed. James whirled and fired one shot through Irv's heart and he hit the ground dead. Miranda started shaking and crying and James quickly wrapped her back up in his arms. "I'm so sorry, it's all over, he can never hurt you again, it's over." He said in her ear. Miranda looked up into his eyes and James lifted his hand and gently touched Miranda's cheek. Miranda winced at the contact and James sighed. "I'm afraid that's a nasty bruise you have your highness." He said with love and hurt in his voice. Miranda's whole cheek was black from where Irv had hit her twice. He ran a finger gently over her bruised mouth and Miranda shivered. "Kiss me James." She said softly. "Sweetheart your mouth." James protested. "Please, I need to feel your lips on mine; I need you to make his touch go away." Miranda said through tear filled eyes. James leaned down and carefully placed his mouth over hers in the sweetest kiss. Miranda moaned and parted her lips slightly. James slipped his tongue inside cautiously and moved his mouth as gently as possible. They pulled away a short time later and James heard the sirens. "Here, take my shirt." James said sliding his jacket off and then his shirt and handing it to Miranda. Miranda looked down and remembered she was in a bra and skirt and quickly accepted his shirt. She put it on and then rolled the sleeves up and tied it at the bottom to make it tighter. The other officers burst through the room and James walked over and quickly told them they were fine, and that Irv was now dead. The police started marking and tagging everything and James took Miranda out to the ambulance where they looked at both of them. James had his arm back in a sling after his inspection and he had refused other treatment. The Paramedics determined Miranda's cheek was bruised rather severely and so was her mouth. They gave her a cold compress for her cheek and they put ointment on her mouth and told her the swelling would start to go down in her lips in about an hour. The police took their statements and then resolved to get the rest from them tomorrow after they had had some more time to calm down.

James called Roy and 10 minutes later he showed up and they got in. James set close to Miranda and held her hand. Miranda looked at the time and saw that it was now almost seven. "Oh my God! The twins were supposed to come home today!" Miranda said. "James can I use your phone?" James handed it over quickly and dialed her ex husband's number. "Hello?" "Greg! It's Miranda, are the twins at my townhouse?" "Miranda are you alright? I couldn't get a hold of you so I called RUNWAY and Nigel filled me in! No the girls are still here with me." "I'm fine Greg, everything's fine, I'm a little bruised but Irv is dead, he can't threaten anyone anymore, could you please bring the girls home, I need them with me tonight." Miranda said. "Yea, of course, I will be there in about an hour, and I'm really glad your alright." Greg said and hung up. Miranda laid her head on James's shoulder. "I need to change as soon as we get to the townhouse, the girls are coming home and I don't want them to see me like this. You should change too." Miranda said. James nodded I will. "Ms. Priestly security still has the press backed up so you will have plenty of walking room. Also, I just wanted to say I'm very happy that you and Mr. Bond are alright." Roy said. "Thank you Roy." Miranda said and Roy tried to hide his shock. Miranda looked down at her outfit and for once didn't care what she was wearing or the fact that the press would photograph her in it...