• That night I was about to fall asleep on the couch and nothing in the worl could keep from doing that.
    Joel walked in the room and stopped when he saw me dozing off. He blinked.
    I turned my head groggily and was about to ask him what he wanted when I conked out. I couldn't help it. I had been working hard on the case all day and the breakfast Joel had given me was so good, so don't blame me. {Little note about Timothy: When he eats really good food, he gets tired from some sort of excitement and at the end of the day he can barely keep from passing out on the floor. Liquor has the same effect at times, depending on how much he had to drink earlier that day...}
    Crap... Did I really just fall asleep? Am I really that weak when it comes to staying awake? If Joel stays with me forever I'll go to bed on time everynight. That would be quite bennificial, wouldn't it?
    Wait! 'If Joel stays forever'!? What the hell am I thinking? I'm not his adoptive father or anything! And I could never do good as a father! In fact when I just think of having a kid I feel sort of sick! I could never get a baby to stop crying, I easily got them to cry though...

    {Joel's point of veiw}
    Wow... He can really fall asleep fast, can't he? How weird...
    I sat down on a chair near Joel and tilted my head. "Hmm..."
    Is he really that easily put to sleep? I ask smiling wickedly.
    I crossed my legs and took out my cell phone. "What an idiot." I chuckle dialing the number and putting it to my ear.
    It rang for a second, but then it was picked up. "Yeah?"
    "He's out."
    "Really? That quick? Hm... He's an idiot, isn't he?" The voice said teasingly.
    I sighed. "Actually... No. He's really smart. I think he almost started to get close to me, well he thought he did. The damn guy almost burnt my hand off though. D*** idiot." I grin looking over his passed out body.
    "What did you use on this one?" He asked sounding only half hearted interested.
    "You really want to know?" I ask chuckling evily.
    "Yeah.."
    "Heh heh. Cold medicine, mainly, and then some Vicodin."
    He laughed. "Are you serious? Are you trying to kill him?"
    "I didn't add a lot of it. Just enough to knock the f***er off his feet for a few hours so I can get what I want." I say narrowing my eyes at Timothy.
    "Okay, okay. Don't get b***y." He said laughing.
    I sighed and looked at my long nails that I've been dying to paint red again. "Shut up, dumb a**."
    He chuckled. "What's the size?"
    I blinked. "Of what?"
    "His house... What do you think!? His d*** of course!" He said smugly.
    I growled. "I don't know. I got far enough to sleep in his bed, but that's it. He thought I was scared of the lightning."
    "But... you are scared of the lightning..."
    "Shut up, idiot! I know that! But... He looked at me differently then all the others did. He let me sleep in his bed and... was worried when I wasn't around." I said feeling something inside my stomach tighten.
    Huh... I must have eaten something bad today if it's upset this bad... I think.
    He hesitated. "You didn't get too close to him, did you?"
    I jumped. "No!"
    "Then what's with the whole, 'he looked at me differently' and 'he let me sleep in his bed' thing going on?"
    "Nothing... Nothing... It's nothing. I was just thinking too hard. I'll started on the work, so get everybody ready." I say standing up and walking over to Timothy's laptop.
    "Okay... So you really don't know how big it is, huh?"
    I growled. "Now!" I ordered screaming in the phone.
    The phone hung up, signifying my need to log in and send some 'personal' information of this Timothy guy I was living with.
    I took out a pack of cigaretts from my pocket and lit one up as I hacked into Timothy's computer easily. "Foolish f***er." I growl looking at the man.
    The screen turned to his personal profile's background and I snapped to it.
    I opened some files and typed in F9057GF. I grinned. "There you are." I say clicking on the file I wanted.
    It opened and revealed his birthday, his mothers address, his bank account number, his social security numer, everything I wanted.
    I turned to Timothy and flicked him off. "How do you like me now, you stupid son of a b***?"
    He didn't say anything, he didn't even move, he just layed there. His face blank and his eyes closed. In a deep, dark sleep that will be filled with nightmares and odd creatures roaming around. {These are some of the effects of this kind of drugging.}
    A flash went through the room and a crash came from all around me.
    I jumped and almost jumped to my feet, but I stayed put and tried to ignore it.
    Another crash came at me.
    I took in a deep breath and looked up something he would never want anyone to use against him. I clicked it open and felt my evilness grow back over me like a sickness or disease. "Gotcha." I say hacking into his works private web page that only employees are allowed to go on.
    A crash came through the room.
    I jumped and gasped, feeling my heart start to race.
    Just calm down! This will be over soon and then I can plug in my music as loud as I want! But I have to be careful and keep all my attention on Timothy guy and this computer. That's all!
    I took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. I logged in as Timothy and hit 'Send to all employee's'. I then logged into a different website on a different page and retreived the virus I was going to use to wipe out their whole system. Everything will be gone. Everyone that they have put away can now have retrial and will most likely be let out of jail. I grinned and pasted the virus into the message box. "Any last words?"
    The computer was silent.
    "Fine with me." I say clicking send and sitting back as my distruction recked havoc on the largest Law office in this state, almost in the country.
    My phone rang.
    I picked it up. "Yeah?"
    "Are you watching it?" Asked a firmiliar voice.
    I grinned and laughed. "Of course."
    "Your brilliant you know that?" He said softly.
    I felt my heart skip a beat. "I know."
    "I love you, Jonathan." He said dreamily.
    I laughed. "I know. And, ditto."
    He chuckled, his low voice rumbling. "I want to see you."
    "I can't yet. He'll know it was me if I ditch so quickly." I say sighing.
    He growled. "I don't care. I'll do anything I can to see you."
    I felt my heart flutter. "I would too. But you know how much this means to me. I can't have it burst into flames so quickly. I want it to build into the perfect flame first."
    "How are you so evil?" He chuckled.
    I grinned. "I have no idea. But you love me for it, right?"
    He laughed. "Not just that, but yes."
    "Then I'm good with it." I say as the computer crashed all the files on Timothy's computer were deleted.
    The virus I had created was strong enough to take down everything on every computer that has even the slightest connection to this particular Lawyering company. Everything will be destroyed and there is nothing anyone can do s*** about it. I did it single handedly. Well, I had to hire some help, but I even hired those pawns on my own. Sure, it was my lovers idea, but I pulled it off for him, as a sign of my love.
    My lover sighed contently. "Did your computer crash too?"
    I nodded. "Yeah."
    "Isn't it beautiful?"
    I smiled. "It's gorgeous."
    "I owe it all to you, my love. Thank you." He said quietly.
    I nodded. "I know. I was happy to do it for you, my love."
    "We should end this conversation for know, my soul mate. Call me when the next step is being taken." He said even quieter.
    I nodded. "Yes."
    He hung up and the room got quiet.
    My heart was racing and I wanted to be in his arms again. I wanted him him to be here right now. Smiling darkly at me like he always did when I was around. He charished me and I charished him. We loved each other more then our lives. But his long awaited revenge was paining him too much, so when he mentioned how badly he wanted to get back at this Lawyering company for sentancing him to the death I jumped at the idea.
    He had been sentenced to death because of the bussiness he was in. Drug deports and imports around the country. He was the largest seller in the USA. He had caused many riots and shootings all over the place.
    I loved him for his darkness and his true hiden gentleness that he only shows to those he loves, which is only me.
    Timothy's house phone rang.
    I grinned and stood up, grabbing his phone and putting it my ear. "Hello?" I ask putting my cigarette out and throwing it in the garbage.
    "Is Timothy around!? I need to speak with him immediatly!" He shouted in my ear.
    I wanted to burst into laughter and point out how much of a dumb a** he was for not realizing he was the culprit for his crises, but I had to hold it in and act like the innocent boy I had been playing the past few days. "Oh... He just fell asleep. I don't think he's feeling well." I lie.
    He panted. "I don't care, son! Wake him up now!"
    I sighed and walked over to Timothy, putting on my best 'innocent and worried boy' face. "Timothy?"
    Timothy jumped and looked at me. "What? What's wrong?"
    I held out the phone. "It's your boss. I think he's worried." I say feeling an evil grin coming on.
    He took the phone and put it to his ear. "Sir?"
    I could hear his bosses shouting and cursing from where I was standing, and I couldn't help it. I ran into the bathroom, holding my mouth and trying to keep my laughter quiet enough for him not to hear.
    Soon after I heard Timothy walking around in a panic. "Joel? I'm going to visit my work for a few hours, so make yourself something to eat." He said walking to the door and putting on his shoes.
    I put on my act again. "Oh? Is something wrong?"
    He laughed, nervously. "N-no. Everything's fine. My boss just wants me to check on something for him." He lied.
    I grinned wickedly. "Okay. Drive safely." I say flicking him off secretly.
    He closed the door and the sound of his engine starting could be heard from the door.
    I burst into laughter and came stumbling out of the bathroom holding my stomach. "What a d*** head!"
    The mans dog came walking over calmly and stared at me in confusion.
    I glared at him, my laughter stopping. "The f*** are you looking at, you peice of s***?"
    He whimpered and walked away with his tail between his legs.
    I grinned. "That's right, flea bag. F*** off!" I growl walking into the living room and flipping on Tom and Jerry.

    {Timothy's point of veiw}
    "S***!" Was the first thing I heard when I walked into the office.
    I blinked as everyone in the office was running around with pappers and files as if we were about to be bulldozed and they needed to save some paper work.
    But... Wait... My office keeps everything on files in the computers... Why would they need actually files and papers if he did that?
    My boss came running out of his office, his face sweaty and his tie loose.
    "Sir?" I ask feeling my stomach flipping to see him like this.
    He put his hands on my shoulders. "Our systems crashed."
    I felt my heart stopped. "What!?"
    He pointed to everyone. "All the computers... they all just... f***ing went dead. I was the first to have it happen to. I just opened a message from a unannomous sender and then this happened!" He screamed throwing his arms up in the air.
    I shook my head. "How did this happen?"
    He shook his head. "I don't know... But I'm going to find out!"

    When I got home I was about ready to pass out from exhuastion and the feeling of never wanting to wake up again.
    Everything was gone. It was all caput. Down the drain. Out the window.
    I shut the door and sighed. "Joel? You still up?"
    Nothing was to be heard, besides the sound of a television on.
    I walked into the living room and saw Joel asleep on the couch while Tom and Jerry was playing on the screen. I smirked and grabbed the flipper from his stil hand, shuting it off and sighing.
    What a day... Man... Everything is going to hell, isn't it?
    I bent down and picked Joel up.
    "Mmmmnnf." He grumbled.
    I smiled and started walking him to his room.
    Wait... It's storming out... He'll pee his pants if he wakes up to the thunder. I think stopping in front of my door.
    Joel clung to my shirt and made a noise in his throat again.
    I rolled my eyes and kicked the door open lightly, trying not to wake the poor kid.
    I wonder if I'll ever be able to solve his case now... No! I will solve his case! That is my goal! I will go on with barely what I have in my head to put him away! I will do that much for Joel. He obviously deserves to have himself treated right for once. I'm sure he's as innocent as he looks. There's no way a hurt soul like him could ever do wrong. Right?
    I put Joel down on the bed and felt his hand clinging to my shirt tightly. I chuckled and took his hand to remove it.
    Joel twitched and groaned.
    I blinked and let his hand go. I unbottoned my shirt and let him have it.
    What a troublesome thing about him... He clings to peoples shirts... Or to just people actually...
    I looked down at the kid and felt my stomach calm. "I wish the world had more people like you, Joel. That way everyone would be huddled together for comfort and there would be no wrong, only right." I whisper.