TO BE LOVED
:: xxv, killing you softly

After the wedding, there wasn't a ceremony. Instead, everyone went home. Thomas and Chrissy wanted a night for themselves before he attended whatever her and his brother planned for the next day.

Back at the house, the newly wedded couple was up in their bedroom. Chrissy was making more space in the closet for Thomas. In doing so, she had to shift over a lot stuff which meant moving some of Thomas' things around. As she did, something fell out of Thomas' long jacket.

Chrissy picked it up. She walked out of the closet, turning the light off before closing the door.

She stood by Thomas who was relaxing on the bed, "What's this?"

He looked her way and saw what she was holding, "Ah, you found that. It's got an interesting story behind it. Want to hear it?"

Chrissy got on the bed and on top of Thomas, straddling him. She pecked a quick kiss to his lips, "Yes." She then got off him and began to get under the covers, snuggling up to him while having the covered knife still in her hand.

She pulled the knife out of its pocket as Thomas began, "Times were hard back in high school. Back then, i had a really good friend who knew about my home life and he gave me the knife to protect myself."

"Protect yourself from who or what?"

Thomas let out a sigh, "My deadbeat dad. One day it got physical and i had to protect Dean. I took out that knife and my mom pleaded for me to put the knife away." Chrissy's eyes were glued to the knife as he continued, "And i did. My dad drew me far enough to where I really wanted to hurt him."

Chrissy looked up at him, "And now?"

"He's far away from me and dean as my mom, life's better." He kissed her forehead, "I'm gonna get some sleep. Big day tomorrow, courtesy of you and Dean."

Thomas and Chrissy stayed cuddled up when he fell asleep. Chrissy on the other hand, she was more interested in that knife than sleeping right then. She continued to examine it and admire it.

This was definitely the knife she was going to use to kill Jennifer.

She just thought how poetic it would be.

• • •

The next day, Thomas was getting ready for his planned day. Chrissy and Dean set it up, but he'll be hanging with Dean all day. Considering what Chrissy has planned for her day, she needed him out the house.

She had got Jennifer's number from Thomas and basically formed this lie that she wanted to reconcile with Jennifer and whatnot. So, she texted Jennifer that morning to swing by at a certain time while Thomas left but not too late after because by then, things might be too late.

Thomas came walking down the steps when Chrissy was sat on the couch in the living room. He walked up behind her and kissed the top of her head.

Chrissy immediately turned at the touch with a smile, looking up at him, "Dean outside?"

"Yeah." He began to make his way to the door, "Let me know how it goes with Jennifer. I'll see you tonight, babe." Thomas opened the door and Jennifer stood out there, she was just about to ring the doorbell. The two shared a brief smile as he walked passed her, "Good luck."

Jennifer closed the door behind her as Chrissy made her way over to her.

Chrissy had a smile plastered across her lips, "Glad you came. Anything to drink? Water, tea? Hell ————— wine maybe?"

Jennifer nodded, "I could go for some red if you have it."

"Great. I'll meet you in the living room."

Chrissy turned on her heels and headed into the kitchen. She grabbed two glasses from the cabinet and soon a bottle of red wine from the wine rack. As she began pouring, her brother walked into the kitchen.

"I guess it's game time." He whispered as he handed Chrissy some drug that would hopefully knock Jennifer out.

Chrissy crushed the pill with the bottom of the wine bottle, "We have ten minutes or less to get her downstairs after she's knocked out. Don't screw it up."

After Chrissy scooped the powder into her hand and dumped it in one of the glasses, she quickly washed her hands and then headed to the living room with the two glasses filled with wine.

She made sure to give Jennifer the one with the drug. She hoped agent jareau wasn't as clever as she thought because then her plan would go sideways.

• • •

Jennifer had only taken a small sip after it was handed to her, "Thank you. Curious, why the change of heart all of a sudden?"

Chrissy took a big gulp of the wine, showing her that there was nothing to be afraid of. Not that Jennifer should be to her knowledge at least but Chrissy just needed her to drink a little more than that.

"It's obvious I don't like any of you, so I just wanted to try at least clear the air. Is that ok with you?"

Jj lightly smiled, "Of course."

"Great." Chrissy rose her glass, "Better days ahead."

Jennifer brought her's up as well, "Cheers."

"Cheers."

The two clinked glasses and both took a good sip.

Chrissy watched as Jennifer did and now her plan was finally in motion. A few minutes later, the drug settled in Jennifer's bloodstream, knocking her unconscious.

When Chrissy realized it was clear to continue that's when she yelled, "Jones!"

He came rushing down the steps and he did as the plan said. He picked Jennifer up from the couch and carried her bridal style to a room in the basement, while Chrissy quickly went upstairs because she wanted to grab something.

Jones placed Jennifer in a chair and restrained her wrists behind her back, as well as tying her ankles to the legs of the chair. Once she was restrained, Chrissy walked into the room and looked very pleased.

She then approached Jennifer and dug around in her pockets looking for something.

Jones noticed, "What are you looking for?"

"Car keys." She continued to dig around and soon pulled the keys out. Chrissy turned to her brother, "Here. Get rid of her car."

He took the keys and headed to do his task, leaving Chrissy with the unconscious agent.

Chrissy didn't want to slap her or toss water on her to wake Jennifer up. She didn't mind waiting because one of the best parts in Chrissy's opinion is the victim realizing what's about to happen.

So after another two minutes or so, Jennifer was finally coming to.

Her eyes slowly opened as they scanned the room. The agent was merely confused. Soon her eyes landed on Chrissy who stood right in front of her, leaning on a table with a slight smirk.

"What's going on?"

Chrissy lightly chucked, "Guess. Profile me."

Jennifer just mumbled, "Son of a bitch."

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