Journal of an Agent Ch. 15

"Let's go see what that was," I said, making my way to the door. "Stay behind me and don't get out of the car till I say,"

Natalie nodded in agreement as I slowly opened the door. I was nervous as hell and knew that my fast beating heart wasn't from the orgasm I had had moments before.

Stepping out of the car, the parking garage was deserted like it was when we got there. Glancing down at my watch, I saw that it was 12:13 AM, almost an hour after I called Leonard to come pick us up. I was really worried now and very nervous as I made my way to the back of the car.

Much to my surprise, there was nothing there, nor anywhere near the car. Natalie had poked her head out to watch me. I was going to get back in the car and chalk it up to imagination when I heard the same thumping again in the trunk.

Natalie was very much scared now and despite my warnings, got out of the car to join me. Standing very close to me, we stood in front of the trunk, watching it. My hand shaking, I reached into my pant pocket and got out my keys to the car.

A million thoughts ran through my mind as I put the key in the trunk and unlocked it. Stepping back a little, I tentatively lifted the lid and prepared myself for just about anything.

Inside the trunk lay Leonard, hands and feet tied behind his back and his head bleeding from a nasty blow to the head. He looked scared out of his mind and like a total wreck. When he realized it was me, he began screaming into the duct tape over his mouth to help him.

I stood there dumbfounded for a moment, trying to understand what was going on. Natalie looked to be in shock too, her eyes wide and her face a very pale shade of white. I reached into the trunk and slowly lifted Leonard (all 245 pounds of him) out of the trunk and set him on his knees beside the limo.

Leonard pleaded and begged at me to take off the tape on his mouth and free his hands. I bent down to do so when, my senses on full alert from the adrenaline, I heard a very loud *click* behind me.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," a female voice said. I spun around sharply on my heel to face the voice. Out of the shadows of a nearby pillar came Julie. And she was holding a very large gun.

"Juu..Julie! What the hell are you doing?" I said loudly. Julie began to walk towards us, the gun never wavering off of it's aim right into my chest. Looking past Julie, I realized how much of an isolated area we were in. Even if we screamed, the chances of someone hearing us from so deep in the garage were very slim.

"I'm holding you at gun point. What the fuck does it LOOK like I'm doing," Julie said sarcastically. "Oh, who is the little slut? You just don't waste any time do you Dean?"

I looked over my shoulder and saw Natalie leaning against the wall of the parking garage, petrified with fear. Her mouth moved like she was going to speak but no words came out.

"That's...that's Natalie Portman. I'm showing her LA," I said. I was amazed at how calm my voice was, given the situation.

"Oh, that's great. Just fucking wonderful. I watched you get in the limo an hour ago. Were you in there fucking her? Did you stick it to her real hard and tell her you loved her like you did ME?" Julie said, stepping even closer now.

Julie's face was contorting as she spoke and she looked extremely frazzled, like she hadn't slept in days. Her eyes were black with bags of stress and despite her normally pretty looks, she looked down right deranged.

"Hey, listen, I don't know who you think you are but," Natalie finally said softly, trying to stick up for herself.

Suddenly the air was filled with the ear piercing scream of a bullet whizzing past my ear no less than a foot away. I heard it hit behind me as it sunk deep into the wall of the parking garage, missing Natalie by a few feet as well. She screamed and fell to the ground in fright, clutching herself tightly against the wall.

"How about you just shut up now?" Julie said, speaking to Natalie. She turned the gun back to me.

"So Dean, you've moved on. Well I haven't. I loved you! We were meant to be together! Why can't you see that?" Julie said, putting a hand to her forehead in distress.

"Julie, if you could just put the gun down and let us talk about this, I'm sure..." I said before being cut off again.

"WHAT???? TALK!!! YOU DIDN'T WANT TO TALK WHEN YOU DUMPED ME! WHY SHOULD I LET YOU TALK NOW!!!" Julie screamed at me, her voice echoing off the walls of the parking garage.

"Julie, I" I tried to speak but it was simply impossible. "YOU! YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Julie screamed again, pointing the gun at me again, just a few inches from my forehead. "I'M THE ONE TALKING HERE!"

I put my hands up in apology and didn't speak. "Good. That's better. Now I don't have to yell," Julie said calmly. This was like a bad action movie. I hoped it would have a happy ending. She lowered the gun from my head and took a step back but still held the gun out at arms length. A part of me wanted to be the hero and jump in and grab the gun from her but with her willingness to fire off shots, I rejected the idea quickly.

"You know Dean, our relationship is like poor Leonard here," Julie said, walking over to him. Leonard cringed like a hurt dog as she approached, closing his eyes in fear of what might happen next.

"It started off young and hot, passion and energy fueling everything we did. You said it yourself, the sex was great. But all good things must come to an end right?" Julie said, walking around Leonard slowly in a circle.

"After a while, YOU seemed to think that it was getting old. Out of shape. Not so much balding like Leonard here, but just...falling apart," Julie said, running her hand through Leonard's sweat and blood covered hair.

"And then you tell me, 'Julie, it's not working out. It's over." Julie said, doing a rough male voice in imitation of me. "Well Dean, I'm here tonight to show you that no matter what tramp you pick up after me," Julie said, nodding her head towards the cowering Natalie. "I can finish things and make sure they are over too,"

Her last words were chilling to the bone and I felt myself shudder as she spoke. But what she did next was something that I couldn't have prepared for.

Sticking the barrel of the gun to the side of Leonard's head, Julie pulled the trigger.

The garage echoed again with both the sound of the blast and the screams of Natalie and I in total shock. Leonard's body fell limply to the ground, his head making a sickening sound as it hit the pavement.

"See, like Leonard here, I think you and I are finished," Julie said calmly, holding the gun by her side. "Now, if you and Princess Leia over there will kindly get into the car, I'd like to go finish this relationship in a place a little more private,"

Frozen in place mentally, I felt my legs moving of there own accord as I walked towards the passenger side of the car. I couldn't think straight, all I saw before me, playing over and over again in my head was Leonard's death. I got into the car and sat calmly, afraid to move or think or barely even breath.

Julie had to grab Natalie by the hair to get her to move towards the car. She was still shaking and began to sob a little as she climbed in. Julie walked quickly around to the driver's side and got in, the keys already in the ignition.

Like a bullet we were off and out of the parking garage, the tires of the car squealing as we pulled out. I managed to glance in the rearview mirror, seeing for the last time the body of Leonard lying there on the ground.

Driving like a bat out of hell, Julie easily maneuvered around the light traffic of LA at this time of night. She got on the freeway and headed towards the mountains. Neither Natalie nor I spoke the entire way, but Julie managed to blather on and on about anything and everything relating to herself.

After about 20 minutes on the road, I realized where Julie was headed: My home. She had been there numerous times and even knew the password to the gate to let herself in. I wondered silently to myself if she had ever entered the house when I wasn't at home.

We arrived a few minutes later and I helped Natalie get out of the car, as her (and my) legs seemed to be made of jelly. Walking around in front of us, Julie led the way up the long driveway towards my front door. Her back to me, I knew that if I wanted to keep Natalie and myself alive, I would have to do something.

Thinking quickly, I remembered the motion sensing lights on the edge of the driveway. As I continued walking, I bent down quietly and picked out one of the large stones from my cobble driveway. With Julie just a few yards from the house, I made my move.

Throwing a little bit behind me, I made sure that the rock I hurled landed just far enough off for Julie to realize that it was caused by something other than us. The throw worked like a charm, setting off a bright light that caught Julie's attention out of the corner of her eye.

Spinning around sharply, Julie looked to see what had set off the sensor. This was my chance. Running up to her quickly, I dove into her at the waist and sent Julie flying to the ground, her arms flailing and the gun flying to the ground. I fell on top of Julie like a sheet, pinning her arms down to the ground. Fighting me every way she could, I felt her mouth on my arm as she bit into me hard enough to make me bleed.

I made the mistake of pulling my arm away and that was all it took for her to get away from me. She scrambled on the ground, trying to get the gun.

Natalie, who had been virtually comatose through this whole situation, had beaten both of us to it and now held it out in front of her.

Julie and I stopped wrestling on the ground and got up. "Hand me the gun Natalie," I said, walking towards her. Natalie was shaking uncontrollably, the gun bouncing up and down in her grip.

"Who the hell is this woman Dean? Why is she kidnapping you? Why did she kill that poor limo driver?" Natalie screamed, her eyes wide as they darted back and forth between Julie and me. I walked closer.

"Natalie, just hand me the gun and I will explain," I said as I got closer to her. Reaching my arm out, Natalie let it into my hand as she dropped her arm to her side. Now it was Julie's turn to take control, and I felt her lunge suddenly at the arm that I was now holding the gun in.

What exactly happened next I'm not sure. I spun around on my foot to try and get away from her but her arms were batting at me from what seemed like every direction. I held onto the gun, but somehow Julie got right in it's way and the trigger went off.

Falling backwards to the ground, Julie clutched her shoulder in pain, her screaming filling the quiet woods around my house.

Walking over to her, I stood above Julie with the gun aimed directly at her to let her know not to move.

"Natalie, go call 911," I said to her, my eyes never leaving Julie laying there beneath me writhing in pain.

The police arrived a few minutes later as well as the paramedics who strapped Julie onto a gurney and loaded her into an ambulance and drove away.

By the time the police were done with their initial questions, it was 9:00 AM the next morning. I told them where we had been eating and where they would find Leonard's body. Anything I had said was backed up by Natalie as we revealed to them what Julie had planned on doing to us.

The front page of Variety as well as the LA Times ran the story about what happened: "NATALIE PORTMAN AND AGENT KIDNAPPED, ALMOST KILLED". The press storm was enormous. CNN and all the major news networks converged on my house and the Greek restaurant area where we had eaten, broadcasting our "daring tale" around the world. Thankfully for both of our sakes, what Natalie and I had been doing in the limo never got out.

For the next week or so, life was hectic. Natalie wasn't allowed to go back home because of the police investigation, so she stayed at my house, never leaving unless with me. I closed down the office for the week I was gone, after the fax machine was jammed and broken from the questions and requests for interviews came pouring in.

Julie had suffered a shattered shoulder and collarbone as a result of the bullet and was now being treated in the psychiatric ward of LA County General Hospital. She wasn't going to be released until after her arraignment and trial hearing for the murder of Leonard Walker and the attempted murder of Natalie and myself.

After things finally did die down, with the press moving on to the next big story, Natalie informed me that she would be leaving the next morning.

"So tonight may be the last time I see you, huh?" Natalie said as she packed her one suitcase she had brought.

"Well, I guess there is always the trial. But that's not what I'm going to expect to be a fun experience," I remarked to her as I stood in the doorway and watched her pack.

Natalie walked over to me, looking up and deep into my eyes like she had before. "Dean, I wanted to thank you for saving my life. I will never in my life forget you or the risk you took to save us both from Julie and whatever she had in store for us," Natalie said.

"Natalie, for you, I'd have taken that bullet that Leonard..." I said, trailing off. "I know you would have," Natalie said softly. "That's why I wanted to give you something I have not given anyone else,"

"What's that?" I asked. Natalie blushed a little. "I think...you know," A light went off in my head and I knew exactly what she meant. "Oh...well, are you sure you are ready for that?" I said, putting my hands on her shoulders and giving her the "big brother" look of concern.

"Yes. I wanted to give it to a man who is special and means a lot to me and who I love. You fit all those categories," Natalie said. She stood on her tip toes and kissed me lightly on the lips. I realized that this was the first kiss since the limo and it felt strangely weird.

I returned the kiss and realized that Natalie wanted to do it NOW. Her hands and arms were wrapped around my back, moving their way up my broad shoulders.

I moved my arms to the small of her back and held them there, letting my hands move slowly down to cup Natalie's tight little ass. She broke the kiss and led me back into my spare bedroom and onto the bed.

Natalie was wearing a dark green t-shirt and a pair of tight fitting faux-leather pants that seemed to accentuate her tiny, curvy body.

Lifting her shirt off over her head, Natalie revealed to me that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her small, firm breasts hung proudly on her flawless chest, her brownish-pink nipples were growing erect already, even though our foreplay had barely begun!

I was sitting beside her and couldn't resist taking a nipple in my hand and feeling it rub against my palm. Natalie arched her back in response as she slowly moved her hand up my chest and began to rub and play with my chest with her hand. She began to unbutton the shirt I was wearing and slide it off me, anxious to get me as naked as she was.

I lowered my mouth to Natalie's right breast and licked around her nipple, teasing her like she teased me back in the car what seemed like ages ago. Natalie sighed and held my mouth to her chest as I sucked on her breast and pulled her nipple out some with my teeth to get it nice and hard. I moved my mouth to the other breast and did the same thing, and quite soon Natalie's moans began to echo throughout the house.

Moving my head further down her stomach, I tickled Natalie's belly button with my tongue, causing her to giggle a little. Then I proceeded to unbutton her tight fitting pants and slowly pull them down off of her legs. Natalie was wearing a pair of green panties that almost matched her shirt. I could see a bit of her pubic hair through the fabric and noticed that she was incredibly weight at my tongue teasing.

Sliding my hand up her thigh, I proceeded to take her snug panties by the waistband and pull them down her soft young hips. As they slid off of her leg and landed on the floor, I got a view of Natalie's sex for the first time.

Covered in soft, delicate brown hair that matched the color of the hair on her head, Natalie's pussy was small and beautiful, neatly trimmed and very aroused. I scooted closer to her on the floor and stuck my face right by it, Natalie parting her legs a little to allow me to do so. She smelled excited and ready, and I could see some moisture forming on her barely protruding cunt lips.

With a soft and loving lick, I tasted the inside of her thigh and then moved my tongue towards the outside area of her hole. Licking her labia and outer folds, Natalie gasped as I made first contact. I moved a finger up towards her hole and using the moisture already found on her lips, slowly worked a finger inside of her.

Natalie threw her head back and moaned as my finger entered into her virgin channel. I probed around inside of her softly, seeking to open her up a little wider for what was to come later. With my finger still inside of her, I focused on getting my tongue deep within her. At first it was slow going because Natalie would squirm and giggle a little as I got closer and closer to her sensitive button, but she quickly relaxed and let me do the work, the pleasurable feeling of an orgasm building inside her already.

When I found her clit, a brownish-pink little nub, I worked like a madman to tease and pleasure it as much as I could. When my tongue grazed over it the first time, Natalie closed her legs sharply around my head, barely allowing me any air to breath. I kept on licking her and soon her legs eased off of my head as she sat there and let me work my magic. I could feel Natalie's hands brushing across the top of my hair, or running down the side of my cheek, as I licked away at her sweet tasting snatch.

I must have hit the right spot when I took her clit between my tongue and one finger and flicked it rapidly over it, for Natalie cried out thunderously in instant orgasm, flooding my face with her sweet teenage juices.

Natalie pushed me aside following her orgasm to catch her breath, but I wasn't done. I wanted to totally repay her for the unreal blowjob I had received. I lay Natalie down on the bed and moved my face up to hers. Still wearing my pants, my cock was straining very hard to get out. Natalie reached her hand down and cupped it through my pants, but I pushed it away.

"That will come later. For now, I need to help you," I said softly to her. Slipping my hand back down to her waist, I put two fingers at the entrance to her cunt and slowly began to work them in. Natalie was well lubricated and getting them in was no problem, although I think that this was the biggest thing to be in her so far in her young life.

I felt my fingers go deeper and deeper into her snatch, all the while I kept my thumb at her entrance to rub her clit around slowly. When I felt my fingers touch some resistance that could only be her hymen, I slowly started to pull them out. As I neared the entrance of her pussy however, I began to thrust my two fingers back and forth into her slowly, making a fucking motion with them.

Soon, Natalie's hips were rocking back and forth on the bed, setting there own pace at fucking back on my hand. I leaned down and kissed Natalie's lips and found she was totally engulfed in the flames of lust as we kissed. Natalie slid her tongue out of her mouth and broke the kiss, wanting to lick her own juices off of my face.

My tempo with my hand was getting faster and faster and soon Natalie's firm young ass was bouncing up and down on the bed as she tried to get more of my two "magic fingers" inside of her cunt.

Suddenly I felt her body tense some and her legs crisscrossed around my arms as she had another orgasm. Her juices flooded my hand and trickled down my arm and onto the bed as she slowed down her feverish thrusting and caught her breath.