8 8. Needle in haystack.

"You need what?" Jason asked.

"Tampons, please" she said hunching over in pain.

"Are you okay?" Jason reached for her but she held a hand up to stop him.

"Just get me tampons right now."

"Like right now? Can't it wait till morning?" he asked running his hands through his hair. "Can't you hold it?"

Jessie glared at him, blowing the hair that fell forward in the stare. "Hold it, hold it! Are you Kidding me?!" She screamed, anger suddenly blinding her pain, she reached up and grabbed his shirt. Pulling a very flabbergasted Jason down to meet her eye. "I swear to god, don't get me tampons and underwear, whoever you seem to know will find your body tomorrow. Or when ever the hell they decide to look for you. " She growled.

Jason raised his hands in surrender, man she was mad. Honestly even though he was quite annoyed looking at her turning into such a fierce dragon amused him. So this is what they meant by women were cranky when they got their period. Jessie was practically mad with rage. Her nostrils flared, her face red and he could see veins popping from her neck. Apart from her resting bitch face, this was the most emotion she showed him.

"Fine, I'll go buy some for you in the store." He said.

And slowly she released her grip on him. "You are a horrible man do you know that?" She said, her voice breaking. "Not only did you take me away from my life, you didn't even provide the basic necessities required for me to survive, tell me did I ever offend you? Tell me please! Who did I kill in my past life to deserve this?! I hate you and I hate this, I was at the peak of my career. Everything I worked hard for is now falling apart and why? Because some sick pig couldn't just go to a whore house he had to buy a human being for what? 1 million, 2 million? Never in my life did I think I'd have to beg some stranger for tampons!" She sniffled. But she still didn't cry, turning away from Jason she blinked away her tears.

She had been kidnapped, sold and now whatever this was. But she would not cry, because if she cries she is telling him he has won.

Jason was stupified, he stood there by his door frame looking at the woman who had suddenly appeared in his life and for the first time he felt just as disgusting as those men at the auction.

When did he become this person, who could have whoever he wanted he was Jason Kang. He could have everyone but not the woman in front of him. He saw the pain in her green eyes, he saw the tears but she didn't let them down, why? He wondered.

Walking out of the hallway without a word, he left the penthouse and headed to the store. There was a store in the building he would get her tampons, but where could he get her underwear? All the stores that sold them would be closed by this time.

He took out his phone and dialed the only person he could tell his current predicament too.

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Detective Anderson grabbed his third cup of coffee from the coffee maker, gosh this was a confusing case. No matter how he thought about his thoughts kept coming back to Patricia Lee. She was not telling them the entire truth, but why was she keeping stuff back? Was she guilty? Was she scared as she said she was? He couldn't wrap his mind around it. Where the hell is the actress? If he had known this case would be bigger than this he would never have taken such a high profile case. Everyone was on him to get results and find the actress but it was like she disappeared into thin air. At this point she could be in heaven, because she was no where to be found.

His phone rang in his pocket and he struggled to get it out, pulling his gun aside to create some space he answered.

"Hey" the voice from the phone answered.

"Lenora, how are you?" he said sipping on his coffee.

"I'm good Jamie, how about you? How is the Marin case coming about?"

"What can I tell you. It get more complicated as I investigate."

"So you don't have any Intel for me?" Lenora whined.

"So that's why you called? I don't have anything yet. If that's all then good bye." He said curtly.

"Wait! Don't cut me off, you that's not the only reason I'm calling."

"Doesn't seem that way."

"Come on Jamie don't be like this."

"Goodbye" He said and cut the call. Ugh now he wouldn't be able to concentrate, why did she do this everytime. It was hard enough that they were secretly dating, but if she kept presenting exclusive news from the police people would start to get suspicious. But she didn't want to get it, he didn't know how to get through to such a stubborn woman. All she cared about lately was her job as a reporter, well at least she had that, it took her mind of things.

Sighing he walked into the office, he was going to pulling another all nighter today, searching for a needle in the haystack.

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"Why the hell do you have me here by 11:30 in the night?"

"I need your help, why else?" Jason said.

The chestnut haired man grinned. "Wow look at the attitude. I have no idea why I'm still friends with you, might be why I'm your only friend."

"Yeah whatever, I need underwear for a woman, panties to be specific." He stated with a bored expression.

His friend tilted his head and laughed. "Are you serious? Your kidding right?"

Jason stared at him pointedly. "Daebak! You not joking are you. Mind explaining?" His friend laughed.

"Look I went to the Lee's auction house because my father forced me and I bought a woman."

"You bought a woman? Why? You hate those auction houses."

"Look Paul I can't get into details of what the hell I was thinking, but now she is asking for this and underwear." He raised the nylon bag in his hands.

Paul reached out and collected it, after peering inside he burst into laughter. "Serves you right Jason, so why did you call me? It's your problem."

"Come on, you have connections. Get me into one of those fancy underwear boutiques, we are VIP."

"No Jason, I am VIP. You are a jerk that thinks he is better than everyone, all the connections I have you could have had also, if only you swallowed that stupid pride of yours and talked to people. " Paul scolded him.

"I am better than everybody Paul Song. And why do I need to socialize pointlessly when I have you?"

"Is that a way of saying you need me? Huh? Tell me Jason are you finally admitting our friendship?" Paul asked with a wide grin. He already knew the answer to the question but it frustrated him how stoic his friend could be sometimes. Honestly he was eager to meet the woman that had Jason with a bag of tampons and looking for an underwear store in the middle of the night.

"Don't get ahead of yourself, get me the store and we'll see." Jason said with a frown.

"Okay, okay. I know the owner of the Victoria secret two blocks away, let's go."

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After a while Jason returned with the tampons, some underwear and a dress. He walked into the apartment and as he headed up the stairs he heard whimpering. Turning around he followed the sound to the living room. Jessie was folded up on the couch, whimpering.

"Jess" he called to her kneeling beside her. He brushed the hair that stuck to her fore head because of sweat."Jessie can you hear me?"

"My stomach hurts so much" she said slowly opening her eyes. "Did you get it?"

"Yeah, I got different types didn't know which you would prefer." He whispered.

She managed to sit up going through the plastic bag, she took it.

"You bought a dress?" She said when she saw the chiffon off shoulder dress in the bag with the underwear.

"Yeah, you wanted clothes right?"

"Yes Jason, I need clothes. Asin more that one outfit."

"You don't need more than one outfit." He stated matter of factly.

"Why not?" Jessie asked too tried and painful to ask more or included sass.

"Because I thought of what you said earlier about buying you-" Jessie panicked was he going to punish her with this? She was an actress she couldn't survive with only one outfit. She was used to wardrobes and wardrobes full of choices, she may be vain but she couldn't help it.

"Look I don't take back anything I said, but I'm sorry I was rude, please buy more clothes." She interrupted him.

Jason laughed, an action that had Jessie at the edge of her sit.

"Did you just apologise?"

"I told you I was going to behave so don't punish me."

"I'm not punishing you, as a matter of fact Jessie. I'm letting you go."