Tightrope: A Scomiche AU

Chapter Eighteen

"Hey Kirstie I..." Is all Scott got out before he saw Kirstie and her lover naked on the couch. "Oh I'm sorry about that, Kit."

"It's fine," Kirstie giggled, the two women getting up and getting dressed. "We took a shower and didn't think you would be back for a while. We took a quick nap and were just about to get up anyways."

"Oh okay," Scott nodded, sitting down next to the now dressed ladies. "Well I discussed arrangements with Matt. The memorial will be here the day after tomorrow. Coby will be put on the medicinal marijuana. Also, unless you want to move out, we will be moving in here so I can help around here the best I can, maybe get a nursing degree or something. I'll pay for you to get that culinary degree you wanted. We could open a restaurant in the cafeteria."

"That does sound very nice," she sighed. "I could give out free meals to those who don't have money. We have plenty of money to keep our supplies in check ourselves. Oh that would be beautiful. David can help me run it like we always talked about. Coby can stop by and see us both whenever he wants and everything. It'd be a dream come true. Let's do that. Can we do that, Dani?"

"Of course!" Dani exclaimed. "It sounds like a perfect plan to me."

"Speaking of David," Kirstie brought up, "wanna help us, and him, legally break into a house? I think it's about time to help our Japanese friend."

"Sure," Scott nodded. "What's the plan?"

"Italian food first," Kirstie explained, "and then we go to that house and take back what rightfully belongs to Kairi and her daughter."

"Sounds good to me," Scott nodded, the three of them walking to the food court to meet up with the other two. "Hey. Thanks again for saving us all at my wedding. I wouldn't still be here if it wasn't for you."

"Anything for the two men that have kept my sister safe as she can get," David shrugged. "You've done more than enough for me and my sister, so it is about time I start paying you back."

"You don't have to pay me a thing," Scott reassured. "You did enough by hiding us and literally jumping in front of potential bullets for us. That's all I could ask for."

"So how are we going to do this shit?" Kairi asked softly, nervously playing with her fingers.

"You, Dani and Scott are going in first," Kirstie explained. "You have you, as a way to shock them. You have Dani to calmly tell them to comply or get out. You have Scott as a body guard to defend you if it gets violent. If the three of you won't work, us Maldonados are gonna step in and use our upper hand against them. It'll work no matter what. Just say absolutely nothing and let Dani do the talking you will be safe. We have already called the police department to warn them they may be called and told them that if it's anyone connected to the Thompsons, to arrest all of them once they arrive. We have everything prepared for you to get your life back."

"Well let's get some Italian then," Kairi shrugged, the five of them walking over to the restaurant and picking up lunch.

~******~

The five stood outside of the house, all of them nervous of what to expect. They were quietly waiting for the right time to go in. Kairi checked the door, which was, of course, locked and tried to unlock it. When she realized that they changed the locks, they were all frustrated. With quick thinking, David came over and kicked open the door, jumping out of the way before he could be seen. When they walked in, the woman, which was originally paid to seduce Rick away from Kairi away from, Dalia, was there to greet him.

"What the fuck is that Jap ass bitch doing here?" The woman spat.

"According to my client, Rick Thompson," Dani spoke up, reading the top page in her binder, "I am here to give his wife the home that legally was passed onto her as soon as he was moved into the hospital. According to my client, as well as the legal papers, he is the sole owner of this house, as well as the three cars under his name and almost every single material item in here. He has a living will, witnessed and signed by my personal curator, stating that my client, and owner of almost everything here, has left his funds, and all owned items, as well as his medical affairs, under her complete custody. If there are..."