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End Of Innocense

Written by Christy

Christy put her key in the ignition of her 2000 Eclipse Spider, and sped out of the parking garage of the law firm she worked for. She couldn't wait to get home. She had a long day at work. Her newest case was driving her crazy. She was the Assistant District Attorney for the state of Mississippi. She was prosecuting a man that raped and killed a twelve year old girl! She really hated cases like that. They always got to her...despite how much she tried not to get herself personally involved, this one was killing her. This one hit too close to home. Her best friend as a child had been raped and left for dead, and the man got off scott free.

She pulled into the driveway of the house she shared with her boyfriend of two years. And just like most nights, it was empty. Her boyfriend was constantly traveling. It was hard on their relationship, but that saying "absence makes the heart grow fonder" was so true. She unlocked the door and threw her purse and keys on the table next to the door. She was so stressed out that all she felt like doing was sleeping. The trial started tomorrow. She went into the kitchen and got a pint of ice cream out of the freezer. She decided to check her e-mail before going to bed, so she booted up her computer and sat down in the comfortable chair. She signed on to AOL. She had lots of mail, the normal "death threats" from little girls that wanted her boyfriend, she got a kick out of reading them. One e-mail she got really got her attention that night though. It was from her boyfriend, she assumed it was him telling her that he wasn't going to make it home like he had planned, something had come up yet again. It wasn't though. It read:

"Christy- Hey Baby! I know I promised you I would be home tomorrow night, but.......................................................................well you will find out soon enough. I know you are tired, so I will let you go now. Just remember that I love you.

Love always Lance"

This really got her attention. Just as she was about to sign off one of her friends signed on. So she decided to stay up for a little bit to talk to her.

BrdingBabe: :p

ShOrTyZcOwGuRl: :oP on you beat me tonight...its about damn time

BrdingBabe: yah yah whats up?

ShOrTyZcOwGuRl: Not much, I am just so stressed over this trail coming up tomorrow, Jess, I don't know if I can do it. I mean the memories come flooding back every time I look at the case file.

BrdingBabe: awwww.......sweetie, i'm so sorry....but think about it like put that scum away and maybe you will get some closure...ya know.

ShOrTyZcOwGuRl: Yea....maybe you're right maybe I will, but to look at him and what he did to Becky, and that poor little girl, Tonya, that wasn't as lucky as Becks was...I want to just cut off his dick......and shove it down his throat!!!

BrdingBabe: yah....i know what you mean, but christy you have to be professional about this, put your feelings about him behind you, and just put his sick, twisted, perverted ass in jail where he belongs!!!!!!!!

ShOrTyZcOwGuRl: You know you are absolutely right.....thanx....yet again you know exactly what to say to make me feel better....what would I do without you?

BrdingBabe: you're welcome.......and you would be totally lost without me!!! lol

ShOrTyZcOwGuRl: Yes, yes I would, well babe, I am going to get off here....I have a pervert to put behind bars I will talk to you later. Tell Justin I said hey!!! If you see him anytime soon........I got a weird e-mail from Lance tonight.....I think he is up to something.

BrdingBabe: yah, well there is never any telling with him, he is always up to something.......i think he has been hanging around chris too

ShOrTyZcOwGuRl: LoL....yea true....well g'night...I will talk to you ya chicky!!

BrdingBabe: okay.....nighty night....luv ya too!! byee

Christy shut off the computer and headed up stairs with her now half melted pint of ice cream. "Ouch, shit, what the.........." Christy looked down to find a long stemmed white rose on the step, a red one on the next, then another white one, and another red one. The pattern was continued on the next ten steps. She immediately knew what her boyfriend meant by his e-mail. He was home already. But then she began thinking out loud.

"If he's home, then where is his 4-Runner? Something's not right" She starting thinking of the worst case scenario, like some physco was in her house planning on raping her, she started to get scared of walking into her room afraid of who, or what she might find there. She reluctantly opened the door to the room she shared with her boyfriend. What she saw on the other side of the door put her in shock. Candles lit all around the room, rose petals scattered on the floor and bed, a bottle of champagne sitting on her nightstand with two glasses beside it, and soft music playing. It was all so beautiful, but who did it? There was no one in the room, she was confused now. Then she saw it, a note lying on her pillow. She opened it up and read it out loud.

Big L

Little l

Little Lola Lopp

Left leg

Lazy lion

licks a lollipop.

She smile and walked out of her room and down the hall. She opened the door to the room. She was right. He was home.


"Hey, Babygirl, took you long enough to find me!!"

"Sorry, I got to talking to Jess online, this whole trial thing is driving me crazy!"

"I'm sorry Baby. But I know you will win and put that scum behind bars where he belongs!!" Lance walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her pulling to his body. Christy laid her head on his shoulder and began weeping.

"Shhhh, don't cry Chris, it's going to be okay. Everything will be okay."

"Lance, how do you know? I mean, he got off once already, what makes you think he won't get off again?"

"Because last time he didn't have you prosecuting him. You have more reason to put him behind bars than anyone else does. Besides, isn't Becks coming to the trial?"

"Yea, she is, I hate having to do that to her ya know, making her go through all this again." She continued to weep. All the memories of finding her best friend in their treehouse bleeding, shaking, and barely alive. She still woke up in the night with that image in her head. If only she hadn't left her friend, that wouldn't have happened. She couldn't help but blame herself. She knew it wasn't her fault, and she knew she couldn't have helped even if she had been there. She would have been raped and left for dead too.

Lance gently lifted her chin so she was looking into his emerald green eyes. He lowered his lips to hers and kissed her softly at first but then it deepened. It had been about three months since they had been together. She missed his touch. She missed the way he looked at her, with desire burning in his eyes. But most of all she missed the way it seemed he made all of her problems go away. She always felt safe in his arms.

Lance picked her up and carried her down the hall into the bedroom they shared. He gently laid her down on the bed, never once breaking their passionate kiss. He slowly began unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her silky, leopard print bra. They broke their kiss long enough for Lance to remove his shirt.

Christy groggily turned off her alarm clock before it woke up Lance. She climbed out of bed, her whole body ached from the night before. She walked into the bathroom to take a shower. She was letting the water run down her body, thinking about what was in store for her in the months ahead. Suddenly she felt a pair of strong arms around her waist.

"Need some help?" Lance whispered into her neck sending chills down her spine.

"Mmmm," was all she could manage to say as she leaned her head back onto his chest.

"Great," Lance began placing kisses down her neck, continuing down her back. She turned around and pulled him back up to her mouth.

"As much as I would love to stay here in your arms, and make love to you all day, I have to get ready for work."

"You mean, you don't even have time for a quickie?"

"Sorry, Baby, but I promise you that tonight you can have me as long as you want!! Do anything to me you want. In fact I am going to be looking forward to that all day."

"Oh well with a promise like that I think I can wait. Now get your sexy ass ready for work." With that Lance got out of the shower and got dressed. Christy was soon to follow. She put on a little bit of makeup, then putting gel in her hands scrunched her hair into a curly mess. She walked to her closet and pulled out a navy blue suit, and a yellow silk tank top. She quickly got dressed and walked downstairs. She was running late so she grabbed a Nutrigrain bar and a Dr Pepper, kissed Lance good-bye and headed out the door. She arrived at the courthouse about fifteen minutes later. She parked her car in the parking garage, and walked towards the entrance of the courthouse.

"Its about time you got her, girl" Christy heard. She spun around to see her best friend of 20 years standing behind her. The two girls hugged.

"Wow, Becks, you look great! How are things with you and Josh?"

"Things with Josh couldn't be better, in fact in about eight months we are expecting a little Chasez. How are things with you and Lance?"

"Lance and I are very happy, we are engaged, and we are also expecting a little Bass in about eight months. What are the chances of that happening? I thought the doctor said you couldn't have kids because of what happened to you?"

"He said that there was a chance that there could have been permanent damage, but there was also a chance that everything would be normal. I had a miscarriage about three months ago, but Josh and I just kept trying. We are just praying that this one doesn't miscarry."

"Well, congratulations girl!!! I hope everything works out for you."

"Yea you to girl. Now we'd better get in there before they start without us."

As the two girls walked into the courtroom memories of that dreadful night came flooding back. Christy didn't let herself get emotional, she put on her best lawyer face and walked to her table. Becky also, was trying to hold back the anger, tears, and fears, but it was hard.

"All rise the honorable Judge Modesty King presiding." the bailiff shouted in the courtroom. The judge entered the room and took her seat behind the bench.

"Be seated. Okay in the case of the state of Mississippi versus Nicholas Gene Carter, Mr. Carter what is your plea?" the judge asked.

"Not guilty, Your honor" Nick said.

"Fine, your plea is recognized, the prosecution my now proceed with opening arguments."

"Thank you Your honor." Christy said standing up taking one last look at her legal pad in front of her. She removed the reading glasses she was wearing and walked towards the jury.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, this case is simple, a man full of rage for whatever reason decides to go out and rape, beat, and leave for dead an innocent little girl. I intend to prove that, this was a premeditated act of violence, that this man stalked this young girl. Tonya Marie Fisher was a twelve year old girl, with a bright future. She took voice lessons, dance lessons, and her goal in life was to be a singer. She loved Britney Spears, Christina Aguleria, and above these two singers she was in love with *NSYNC. She loved to hang out at the mall with her friends, talk about boys, and daydream of one day meeting Justin Timberlake. Sadly Tonya will never get to do any of the things she wanted to do in her life, because it was cut short by this man, Nicholas Gene Carter. The defense is going to try and tell you that Mr. Carter was insane at the time of her murder. However, Mr. Carter knew exactly what he was doing at the time, in fact this isn't the first time he has done this. I will present a key witness in this case, someone who has experienced his wrath first hand. I am going to present you with enough evidence to put this man behind bars where he belongs. Thank you ladies and gentlemen."

Christy quickly took her seat behind her table, and listened while the defense tried to convince the jury that his client was insane at the time of the murder. She turned around to find Becky wiping the tears from her eyes. The defense attorney went on and on about how he could prove that his client was suffering from manic depression, and that is what caused him go out of his mind and rape beat and leave this poor little girl for dead.

"The prosecution may now begin its case." the judge ordered after a brief recess.

"Your honor the prosecution calls Dr. Brent Atkins to the stand." The doctor was sworn in and took his seat in the witness stand.

"State your full name for the record please"

"Dr. Brent L. Atkins"

"Now, Dr. Atkins, you had a chance to spend some time with the defendant correct?"

"Yes, that's correct."

"And what were your observations?"

"Well, Mr., Carter seemed completely sane, in my opinion. Also it seemed to me that he showed no remorse for his actions, almost as if he was proud of what he had done. Like he thought he could get away with it."

"Do you think that there is any way that Mr. Carter could have been temporally insane at the time he raped and beat the victim?"

"No, I think Mr. Carter knew exactly what he was doing at the time. After talking with him I believe he knew what he was doing, and he had a very strategic plan to carry out this crime."

"Thank you Dr. Atkins, no further questions."

"Mr. Kidd, you may question the witness now." the Judge said.

"Thank you Your honor. Dr. Atkins, how long have you been practicing?"

"For about twenty-five years"

"And during those twenty-five years, have you ever met an insane person?"

"Yes, I have"

The defense attorney was a young man just out of law school, just like Christy. His name was Chris Kidd. He had spent many hours in the library researching cases, trying to dig up dirt on all of Christy's witnesses. He was very good at what he did. He was one of the best in his class. The day continued, Christy called some forensic experts to the stand and questioned them about the evidence. Chris tried his best but couldn't find a single flaw in any of her witnesses. Around 4:30 Judge King called recess until 9 am the next morning. Christy packed her stuff up in her briefcase.

"Hey, Becky, were are you and Josh staying?"

"Some fancy hotel downtown, why?"

"Why don't you come stay at the house with Lance and me. I'm sure Lance wouldn't mind, he and Josh haven't seen each other in a while, I am sure they could do some catching up, and plus I would feel a lot better knowing where you were."

"I don't know, I don't want to impose"

"I insist. Besides I want to show you my house."

"Okay, why don't you take me to the hotel, I can get our stuff and I am sure Josh and Lance have already found each other and are out doing whatever it is they do."

"Sounds great to me. Meet me outside, I need to go talk to the judge real quick. I should be out in about fifteen minutes."

The girls went their separate ways. Becky out the front door of the courthouse, and Christy towards the door of the judge's chambers. She knocked on the door.

"Come in"

"Hey Momo, whats up?"

"Oh hey Christy, you did an excellent job out there today. You have a lot more passion with this case than I think I have ever seen in you."

"Oh, well, this case hits kind of close to home."

"Oh really? Did you know the little girl?"

"No, but did you see the young lady sitting behind me today?"


"Thats my best friend, Becky, and she was raped and beaten and left for dead by Nick Carter when she was thirteen. I found her lying in our treehouse, bleeding. I got to her in time to save her life. If I would have been five minutes later she would have died."

"Oh, Christy, I had no idea. Are you going to be able to handle this trail?"

"Yea, I will be fine, I want to make sure this scum is put where he belongs. I can do this. Besides, who else can keep Chris from winning?"

"True, but if you ever need time, just let me know, I will be more than happy to give it to you. Now, if you will excuse me I need to get home to my hubby, Chris is probably worried about me. I told him I would be home by six."

"Yea, Becky is waiting outside for me. So I need to go. But listen why don't we go out for drinks one night. Say Friday night, we can get the guys together, you, Becky, me, Lance, Chris, and JC."

"Sounds great. Call me with the details. Oh and Christy, don't think you are going to get special treatment in the courtroom because you are one of my best friends. In there I am mean old Modesty King."

"Don't worry, I don't want any special favors. I want to put this loser behind bars, and I have been working way to long not to. Bye Momo"

"See you around girl."

Christy walked out of Modesty's chambers and out the front door of the courtroom. She drove Becky to the hotel to pack a few things. They left and headed back to Christy's house. As soon as they walked in the door the phone rang.


"You're going to get it bitch!"

"Excuse me who is this?"

"I am your worst nightmare, you put my brother in jail and you're next. I'll do to you what he did to your friend and that little girl, Tonya. Got that bitch?"

"Yea, sure whatever. Good-bye" Christy hung up the phone and was obviously shaken up by the call she just got.

"Who was that?" Becky asked.

"Just some silly kid playing a prank. Probably one of Lance's fans. You know how the fans get." Christy chuckled.

"Yep, you still getting death threats from 13 year olds?" The phone rang again this time Becky answered it.

"Hello, Bass residents"

"Is Christy around?" A deep male voice asked.

"Umm, yea just a sec. Christy its for you."

"Hello, this is Christy."

"Hey Baby!"

"Hey you. Where are you?"

"I am on a plane on my way home."

"Where'd you go?"

"Oh, Johnny had some promotional junk for us to do today, so I had to fly to Orlando. So, how was your day?"

"Oh, it was great, I think I really played the jury's emotions with my opening statement, and Christopher couldn't find a single flaw in any of the expert witnesses I called to the stand. So today was great. That is until I got home, but I'm not going to worry you with that. It just comes with the territory. Oh yea Becky and Josh are going to be staying with us. I hope you don't mind."

"No, not at all. Baby, tell me what happened when you got home. I am worried about you and this case."

"Its nothing really, just someone trying to scare me is all. I will tell you tonight when you get home."

"Okay, just promise me you will be careful."

"I promise, I have two people that love me very much and one of them has their life depending on me."

"You better. Hey I have to go. Tell Becky I said hi and that Josh is with me. I love you baby."

"I love you too. I will tell Becky. See you soon." With that she hung up the phone.

"So Becky, you feel like ordering in some Chinese food, opening a bottle of wine, and curling up on the couch for a girls' night?"

"I am always up for that. Funny how our taste in food has changed from when we were little. We used to munch on chips, and cookies, and drink sodas all night. Now its Chinese and wine."

"Yea, I miss those days. The days of carefree living. Not having to worry about paying bills, getting to work on time, just living it up you know."

"Yep, but I wouldn't want to go back and do it again. I loved my childhood, but if I had to live it again I don't think I would have lived through that night."

"I know, you know I still wake up in the night dreaming of finding you."

"I do too."

"Speaking of which, you are going to be my last witness. I am going to need you to tell what happened. I know it will be hard, but I will be there for you. The jury needs to see what affect he has had on your life. Can you do that?"

"Yea, I can do that. It will be hard, and things are still a little foggy at times, but I can tell everything I remember. Are you going to call her parents?"

"Yea, I am going to call her mother. Tonya wrote a letter to Justin the night she was killed, she had it addressed, stamped and ready for her mother to take it to the post office the next morning. I am going to have Mrs. Fisher read that letter. Then I am going to give it to Justin, if its okay with Amy."

"Girl, you are the best!! There is no way Nick is getting off this time, not with you in the courtroom!!!" Christy laughed.

"Okay, about that Chinese food. Lets call. I am starving!!!"

Christy called and ordered the food, and about fifteen minutes later it was there. The two girls sat around eating, and drinking the wine. They talked about all of the things that had happened since the last time they saw each other. About nine thirty, Becky decided to head off to bed. Christy went to check her mail, before she went to bed.

Lance came in about two in the morning to find Christy sleeping like an angel. As much as he wanted to take her up on her offer from that morning, he could bare the thought of waking her. So instead he just took off his jeans and climbed into bed beside her.

The next morning Christy and Becky headed back to the courthouse. As always Christy called the best witnesses, and was very professional, and Christopher couldn't find a single flaw in any of them. After about seven hours in the courtroom another day came to a close.

A week passed as Christy kept proving her case. Finally it came down to her last two witnesses. "The prosecution calls Mrs. Amy Fisher to the stand." Amy walked up and took her seat in the witness stand, and was sworn in by the clerk.

"Please state your name for the record."

"Amy Renee Fisher."

"Mrs. Fisher, what is your relationship to the victim?"

"She was my daughter."

"Can you tell us a little bit about that horrible night?"

"Tonya and I had just gotten in from her voice lessons. We ordered a pizza, and just sat around and talked. About 8:30 she went into her room. She turned up her NSYNC CD, and about half an hour later she came out of her room with a letter. She wanted me to mail it the next morning. So I put the letter in my purse."

"Just curious, who was that letter to?"

"It was to her favorite singer, Justin Timberlake."

"All right, Mrs. Fisher will you please read that letter for the court?"

"I can try." Christy handed a copy of the letter to Amy. Amy wiped a few tears from her eyes and began reading.

"Dear Justin, Hi, my name is Tonya Marie Fisher, I am 12 years old. I am a huge fan of yours. I would love to meet you. I am going to be a singer someday. Do you think it would be possible for me to somehow meet you and the guys and sing for you? That would be a dream come true for me. Well, its time for me to go to bed now. Thank you for taking the time to read my letter. I love you!!!!!!!!! Love, Tonya. PS. I have included a picture of me so you can see what I look like." Amy wiped more tears from her eyes.

"Are you all right to continue Mrs. Fisher, or do you need a minute?"

"I'm okay."

"Okay, what happened after Tonya brought you the letter?"

"I told her that I was going to run to the store, and I would be back in about half an hour. I kissed her good night, told her I loved her and sent her off to bed. I left and headed to the store."

"And what happened when you got back?"

"I put the groceries away, and went to bed myself."

"Did you stop in to check on Tonya?"

"Yes, I always checked on her every night. She was sleeping peacefully in her room. So I just went upstairs to my room."

"When did you first realize something was wrong?"

"It was about 2:30 in the morning and I heard glass break. So I went downstairs to see what was going on. I didn't see anything, but I heard Tonya screaming for me. I walked outside and saw him shove her into the car and take off. I tried to stop him, but he knocked me to the ground and sped off. That was the last time I saw my daughter alive."

Christy continued to question Amy about the events of that night, and the weeks following. Amy explained how she had been getting threatening phone calls, letters, and even had her house vandalized. Someone was out to scare her, to keep her from testifying, and it had almost worked. About an hour later Christy called her last witness. The witness took their seat in the witness stand and was sworn in just like all the witnesses before.

"Please state your name for the record."

"Rebecca Jo Adkins."

"Ms. Adkins, how old are you?"

"I'm 24."

"Can you tell the court what happened to you on the night of July 6, 1992?"

Becky swallowed hard, even though it had been several years since that night, it was still hard to talk about.

"Permission to approach the witness, Your honor?"

"Permission granted."

"Go ahead Becks, I'm here" Christy said as she took Becky's hand for support.

"We were going to camp out in our treehouse that your dad built for us out in the woods behind our houses. We had been out there for what seemed like forever, talking about our latest crushes, just all the normal 13 year old girl stuff. You decided to go back to your house to get some more chips, dip and drinks." Becky wiped a few tears from her eyes with a very used Kleenex, as Christy tried desperately to hold back her own tears.

"What happened next, Becky?"

"After you left, I heard footsteps in the woods, so I thought it was you coming back. So I started yelling at you saying things like 'Its about time you got back,' 'What did do? Go down to Elijah's house and kiss?' you know just stupid little girl stuff. Next think I know there is this ragged looking man in front of me with an evil grin on his face. He looked at me, I could tell that something wasn't right. I don't remember much more, I just remember him hitting me repeatedly..."

Becky put her head in her hands and began to weep. Christy put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Becks, are you okay? Do you need to take a break?"

"No," Becky hiccuped, "I'm okay. Lets just get this over with."

"Are you sure, Sweetie?"

"Yea, I'm sure."

"Okay, what happened next Becky?"

"He raped me. Not once but twice. Then he beat me some more. He must have heard something, it was you coming back, and he jumped out of the treehouse and ran in the opposite direction. The only thing I remember after that is you climbing up there and finding me bleeding, and violated. You told me to stay there that you would be back with help, but I wouldn't let you leave I was to scared that he might come back and rape me again. So instead you yelled at the top of your lungs for your mom, or you dad, or whoever else would listen. About fifteen minutes later, you dad showed up wanting to know what all of the racket was. When he saw me, he told you to go call 911. He stayed there with me while you left. I must have blacked out, because the next thing I remember was waking up in the hospital with tubes going every which way. And I remember my mom crying at my bed side after the doctor examined me one last time. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that the doctors said that there was a chance I would never be able to have children."

"I'm sure that was devastating news for both you and your parents."

"Yes, it was."

"Now, Becky did you ever have to identify the man that raped you?"

"Yes, about three months later after I had recovered enough to go home, the police asked me to go with them and ID the man. I did, and he was arrested."

"Is that man in this room today?"

"Yes, yes he is. He is sitting right over there." Becky responded and pointed directly at Nick.

"One more question, did anything happen to Mr. Carter besides his getting arrested?"

"No, he was arrested and detained for one night and then he was released."

"Thank you, Becky. I have no more questions Your honor. The prosecution rests."

Christopher got up and tried his best once again do degrade the credibility of Christy's witness. But once again, even with his best efforts he failed. Finally he gave up, and Modesty called it quits for the weekend.

"Court is in recess until 9 am Tuesday morning" With that she hit the gavel on the podium and exited the courtroom. Spectators started to take among themselves, and the jury was escorted out of the courtroom. Christy was putting her things back in her briefcase preparing to leave. Christopher came over to her table with a look of defeat on his face.

"Look, Christy, lets just make plea bargain right now, slap him with man slaughter, and he gets 25 years."

"I don't think so Christopher, I am going for first degree, life and possible death."

"Oh come on Christy, I know you don't work like that, you never like having drawn out cases, you'd rather go for a plea bargain and go home."

"Not this time Christopher. Nick deserves more than death. A little girl was killed by him, my best friend was almost killed by him. I am not going to let him get off with 25 years." With that said Christy turned around and stormed out of the courtroom.

Weeks passed and Christy continued to get the threatening phone calls. She told Lance about it, and he had Dre, one of the bodyguards, at the house 24/7. That didn't stop the calls, but at least Christy felt safer. A month had passed and finally the defense rested. Modesty called recess until the jury had reached its verdict. Hours passed, and still no verdict. Finally Christy went back to her office downtown to check her messages, and to catch up on some paperwork that had be piling up over the last month. Around 6:30 pm the phone rang.

"Christy Hoyer's office," her secretary answered

"Yes, this is Judge King, put me through to Christy please."

"Please hold. Christy, Judge King is on line one."

"Thank you Ritche. Hey Momo, whats up?"

"The jury has reached its verdict."

"Okay, great I will be there in five minutes."

"Okay, see you then."

Five minutes later, Christy walked into the courtroom, where she saw Becky, Josh, Justin, Jess, Lance, and Chris all sitting behind her table. The bailiff announced the judge's arrival.

"Madame Foreman, has the jury reached its verdict?"

"Yes Your honor."

"Please hand your verdict to the clerk."

The clerk took the verdict and prepared to read it out loud.

"In the case of the state of Mississippi versus Nicholas Gene Carter, we the jury find the defendant guilty of murder in the first degree." Applause erupted throughout the courtroom.

"Order, order in the court" Modesty yelled banging her gavel on the podium. The room quieted down quickly.

"Mr. Carter, I find it appalling what you have done, even more so that you did it before and got away with it. In the state of Mississippi, the punishment for first degree murder is life in prison without the possibility of parole, or death by lethal injection. In one week, a jury of your peers with decide whether you get life or death. Court is adjourned until then." The bailiff handcuffed Nick and took him off to the jail where he had been staying, and would remain for another week.

"This calls for a celebration" Lance said from behind Christy.

"Yes it does, I suggest that Chris you go and get Momo and meet us at Ruby Tuesday" Christy replied. They all agreed and met up at the restaurant. The news of Christy's victory had spread quickly through the little town. By the time the eight of them reached the restaurant the victory had been announced on the six o'clock news. As soon as Christy stepped in the door the whole restaurant erupted in applause. The eight walked to the bar, and ordered drinks. Christy ordered a virgin daiquiri since she was pregnant. After the bartender left to make the drinks that ranged anywhere from a Becks Dark, to a Martini, Lance leaned over and whispered in Christy's ear.

"You know I never took you up on that offer to do anything I wanted to you."

"Nope, I guess we will have to kick Becky and Josh out tonight so you can huh?" Christy whispered back seductively.

Together the eight friends celebrated the victory, and got really plastered. Not everyone, Lance and Christy were voted designated drivers. After about three hours at the bar, they all piled into Lance's 4-Runner, and some into Christy's spider. Christy took Modesty, and Chris home, and Lance dropped off Becky, Josh, Justin and Jess at the hotel. Christy got out of her car and went inside and waited for Lance. He got into the home shortly after Christy did. Christy immediately went to bed. She didn't even bother changing out of her clothes, she just passed out. Lance didn't want to bother her she looked so peaceful, so he just took off his jeans and climbed in bed next to her.

~*~*2 Months later~*~*

Christy and Lance decided to take a vacation to get away from everything. They each took a month off from work. Lance told Johnny not to schedule anything that required the whole group, and Christy just told Ritche to take time off too.

"Baby, you ready to go?" Lance asked as Christy grabbed the last of her things.

"Yep, I ready to get out of here!!!"

"Good, I am looking forward to a month with no interruptions, no NSYNC, no trials, no nothing, just you and me and the island." Lance had arranged for them to spend a month on one of the Cayman Islands for the month. No telephone, no TV, no screaming fans, just the woman he loved and the beach.

About four hours later they arrived on the secluded beach. They went to the hotel and got their room. It had a beautiful view of the beach below. The waves crashing against the jetty was the most peaceful sound. Christy was ready to relax, to put the past two months behind her. She was ready to be with Lance again. She missed him so much.

"Whatcha thinking about Baby?" Lance said as he wrapped his strong arms around Christy's waist.

"Just about how much I love you, and how much I've missed being with you."

"Oh, well I love you too, and well we can change that last part. In fact I don't believe I ever took you up on that offer."

"What offer?"

"Don't you remember? The one where you said I could do anything to you I wanted to."

"Oh yea, that offer. Well what are you waiting for then? I am here, I am yours, and you have me all to yourself" Christy said seductively as she turned around to face the man of her dreams. Lance leaned in and kissed her ever so gently at first, but it soon deepened with the pent up passion that the two had for each other. They were each exploring the other's mouth with their tongues. They walked back into the room never breaking their kiss. Christy began remove Lance's shirt, and they broke their kiss long enough to take it off. Lance began to undress Christy, and she did the same to him. Soon they were both naked. Lance broke the kiss and stepped back to admire the beauty before him. He guided her to the bed and laid her down ever so gently. Then got up and left the room.

"Don't move!" He instructed. He went to the mini fridge and took out a pint of Chunky Monkey ice cream. He didn't bother to grab a spoon, he had other plans for it. He walked back into the room to find Christy still lying there looking amazing.

"What's that for?" Christy questioned as Lance moved closer to her with a grin on his face.

"You'll see" With that he opened the ice cream and began spreading it all over Christy's chest. He then licked it off, paying special attention to her breasts that he loved oh so much. He continued to spread the ice cream on her body until it was gone. Then he licked his way down her body, until he came face to face with her dripping center. He had waited so long to explore it with his tongue, he knew exactly the right places to drive her crazy. He began licking and teasing her. She just moaned, she loved the way he made her feel, but she hated the way he was teasing her. She wanted to feel him inside her. He continued teasing her, he would nibble here and there, knowing just the right spots.

"Lance, dammit, quit teasing me" Christy managed to say. She took her hands and pushed his face into her center. He finally began to lick and explore her. She could feel herself beginning to reach her peak. She moan louder, Lance could feel her tense up. Be began blowing on her, and licking some more. Soon she was over the edge. Lance lapped up everything she gave him. He slowly made his way back up her body. He placed kisses here and there, and stopped once again to pay special attention to her breast. He nibbled on one nipple as he sucked on it, then moved to the next doing the same thing. Christy pulled his face up to hers and began kissing him passionately.

"Lance, I need you inside me NOW!" Christy said between kisses. Lance broke the kiss just long enough to speak.

"Your wish is my command" With that he slid himself inside of her. He loved the way she felt. He started pumping in and out slowly and she quickly picked up the rhythm. She wrapped her legs around his waist allowing him to go deeper. Lance's pace quickened as did Christy's. She scratched her nails down his back, and grabbed on to his ass as she neared her orgasm.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooh....Lance" Christy moaned. Lance felt her walls tighten and that pushed him to the brink of ecstasy. As he released his hot liquid into her she released her sweet juices onto him. Lance slowly pulled out of her, and rolled over and pulled her close to him. He wiped the sweat from her forehead and softly kissed her on the lips.

"Oh my god, Christy that was amazing!! I have been waiting for so long to do that with you."

"You know Lance, I think that's the best sex we've ever had. Well I know its the best I've ever had." The two lovers were content just lying on the bed in each others arms.

"I love you, Christina Kate!"

"I love you too, James Lance."

The rest of the month seemed to fly by. Christy and Lance spent a lot of time on the beach soaking up the sun. They went to clubs, and did all the normal tourist things. But soon it was time to leave and head back to life in Mississippi, and Florida.

"Lance, when we get home do you have to go Orlando?"

"No, I don't think I have to go back for another month or so."

"Good, cause I have gotten used to waking up in your arms everyday, and I don't think that I could handle you not being there."

"Baby, don't you worry, I will always be there. No matter what."

"So, we ready to head back to civilization now?"

"Not ready but I guess we have to huh?"

"Yep, if I don't get back soon Ritche is going to be out of a job, and we can't have that now can we?"

"I guess not." They checked out of the hotel and headed for the airport. After waiting for about an hour, their flight had been delayed, they boarded the plane and headed back home to Mississippi. Four hours later the couple arrived home. Lance unlocked the door letting Christy go in.

"SURPRISE!!!" Christy heard as soon as she opened the door. She looked around the room and to see all of her closest friends. Lance came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"What's all this for guys?"

"Didn't you hear?" Josh asked.

"Hear what?"

"Nick Carter was sentenced to death last month." Becky said.

"Oh my god, are you serious?"

"As a heart attack" Modesty said.

"Wow, that's wonderful. I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything. You are the best damn district attorney in the state of Mississippi."

"Thanks you guys. This means a lot to me..."

They all began talking about things that had happened in Mississippi while Lance and Christy were away on vacation. Not only had Nick been sentenced to death, but his brother, the one who had be making the threatening phone calls to Christy, and to everyone else had been arrested and charged with accessory to murder. He would be tried within the year.

*~*~*~One Year Later*~*~*~

Christy climbed out of bed for the third time that night, and walked into the nursery to see which one of her babies was crying this time.

"Shhhh, Emileigh, don't cry baby. Don't cry." Christy said as she bounced and rocked her baby girl to sleep again. She put Emileigh back into her crib and when back to bed. It wasn't five minutes after she got back in bed that the crying began again. She started to get up and go check on her children, but Lance stopped her.

"I'll do it Baby, you go back to sleep" Christy was too tired to argue and she climbed back in bed and curled up to go to sleep. Lance walked into the nursery and picked up his baby girl, Haileigh. He started rocking her to sleep. As soon as Haileigh was asleep Emileigh woke up again, Haileigh stirred and was soon awake again. Lance took his twin daughters in his arms, sat down in the rocking chair and began singing them to sleep.

The next morning Christy woke up, and reached over to kiss Lance, but he wasn't there. She quickly got out of bed and headed down the hall to the nursery. She quietly opened the door, she didn't want to wake the twins if they were asleep. She smiled at the sight before her. Lance had fallen asleep with both girls in his arms. Christy could tell he was content. She grabbed a blanket from the closet and put it on the three of them.

Christy had been thinking a lot about her life over the last year, and she decided she couldn't be happier. She was married to the man of her dreams, she loved her job, she had two beautiful twin girls, one named after her grandmother and her best friend, and the other named after Lance's mom, who was like a mother to Christy. Her life couldn't get any more perfect. They were one big happy family. Lance, Christy, Emileigh Jo, and Haileigh Diane Bass.

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