ONE WEEK LATER

Court House in Dallas.

"I’m glad they decided to relocate the court case to here in Dallas, just for the safety sake of our witness." Alex says while walking towards the entrance of the court room. Monica, Trent, Walker and Carlos following her.

"Tell me about it. I don’t’ think I could have faced the jury in New York without you guys there with me." Monica says while walking hand to hand with Trent.

At the entrance of the court room stands Race Banon waiting for his daughter. Monica sees her father and starts running towards him.

"Oh dad!" Monica gives her Father a hug, and he hugs her.

"I’m so glad to see your ok, Butterfly! This will all be over soon. I promise." Race tells her. Just then the others come closer. Walker walks up to Race and stretches out his hand.

"Hi Race, glad you could make it." Walker shakes his hand.

"Thanks again for everything Walker! Your one heck of a friend to have!" Race says smiling.

"My pleasure Race." Walker smiles back.

"O, these are the P.I.’s you hired. This is Trent Malloy and Carlos Sandoval. And that’s Monica’s new lawyer, Alex Cahill." Walker tells Race pointing at everyone.

"Nice you met you all. I believe I have you to thank for saving my daughters life Trent." Race says to Trent streching out his hand.

"It was my pleasure Mr. Banon." Trent shakes Race’s hand, and shares a smile with Monica.

"Come on everyone, let’s go win a case, and put an end to this!!" Alex says walking inside the court room.

Monica goes over to Trent and gives him a kiss.

"Good luck." Trent tells her and kisses her again.

Monica just smiles at him and they all walk inside the room. Race then pulls Walker one side.

"Are they?? You know.." Race asks watching Trent wrap his arm around his daughter.

"Dating?? I thinks so." Walker tells him smiling. Race just looks at them and rises an eyebrow.

"Don’t worry Race. Monica couldn’t be in better hands." Walker says and they both laugh and enter the room together.

The court room is then brought to order and begins.

"You hounor, I call as my first witness Miss Monica Banon." Alex says standing at her court desk.

Monica stands up and moves to the witness stand. When she walks past Jack Smith, she smiles scaly at him, and Jack lowers his head knowing that he is finished. Monica sits down and the case begins. After giving her statement on how Smith had stolen millions of dollars to invest in his company and then had his accountents murdered.. Which Monica had witnessed. Alex then calls her next witness. Matt Andrews. He is wheeled inside the court room on a wheel chair. He takes his place under the stand and points out Smith as the man who had hired him to kill Monica. Something he claimed to have done for the money, but had failed.

"After reviewing the statements and consulting with the Jury, I have no option Mr Smith. I hereby sentence you to life inprisonment. On charges of murder and fraud. As for you Mr Andrews, because you were only mutually involved in Mr Smith’s case, I hereby sentence you to no more than a year inprisionment. On charges of attempted murder. Court is adjurned." The large man says and slams a small wooden hammer on a small platform before getting up and walking off the stand. Everyone rises to their feet and watch as Smith and Andrews are taken away by court officers. Everyone had been surprised when they had learned that Matt had indeed survived Carlos’s bullet. But luckly he had survived and surved his purpose, testifying against his own inployer.

ONE HOUR LATER.

People start walking out the court room, and the others stay inside celebrating their victory over Jack Smith who had no defence.

"Nice work Alex. You too Monica, you did great."

Walker tells them.

"Really great." Trent says and comes up and gives Monica a hug and kiss.

"What do you say we all head down to CD’s for a celebration!!" Walker tells them all.

"Sounds great!!" Carlos says wiping his hands together.

"Actually Walker, I need to get back to New York. I’ve got another important case going down." Race tells Walker with disappointment.

"Ah, that’s too bad Race. But you will come visit us again soon, right??" Walker asks him.

"I sure will. Come on Monica." Race says turning to Monica who looks at him very disapointed.

"But dad." Monica says looking deeply into her fathers eyes. How could she just leave now, after finding the one man who makes her truelly happy.

"Monica, our flight leaves tomorrow. I booked us in a Hotel for tonight. So we should really get some rest." Race says haistly looking at his watch, it was really starting to get late. The flight was early tomorrow morning so they needed to get some rest.

"Ok, just give me a minute." Monica says and then turns to Trent, who know what she is about to say.

She takes his hand and leads him a few feet from the others. She sighs and takes a deep breath and glares up at Trent.

"Listen Trent, I.." She tries to say.

"I know. It’s time to go back huh?" Trent tells her. He had tried not to think about it, but knew that the time to say good bye would have to come some time.

"Yeah, I have a life back in New York." She tells him, trying to hold in her tears.

"Why can’t you stay here? I’d take care of you." He tells her.

"I know you would Trent. But I just can’t. My life is in New York, my career, my dad and my friends. I can’t just.."

"What about me? About us?" He asks her.

"Didn’t this mean anything to you??" He continues placing his hands on her shoulders.

"More that anything! I love you so much." She tells him, placing her hands on his.

"Then stay. Just think about. Please." He asks her, looking deep into her eyes. She lifts her head and looks into his eyes.

"I..I can’t. I’m sorry." She says, and turns and runs past everyone and out the court room.

Trent tries to run after her, but Race steps up infront of the blonde PI, stopping him dead in his tracks. Trent looks up at him and sees the concerned look in Monica’s fathers eyes.

"Give her some time to think kid." Race tells him. His daugther had been hurt many times in the past, he wasn’t going to allow it to happen again. But something was telling Race that this young man might be different. It truelly looked like Trent loved his daugther, but this was Monica’s choice. Only she could decide if she wanted to stay here with Trent, or go back home to her life.

Trent could only watch as Monica ran down the hallway.

Feeling his heart being ripped out of his chest.

THAT NIGHT AT CD’S BAR & GRILL.

"I can’t believe she’s going back tomorrow." Trent says sitting at the table with Carlos.

"So, she decided to go back, huh??" Carlos asks him.

"I don’t know, I haven’t spoken to her since this afternoon."Trent says moaning.

"You mean she didn’t give you a definite answer of whether she’s going back or not?!?!" Carlos asks him raising his voice.

"Well, no not really." Trent tells him.

"Then what the hell are you doing here moaning about this, when you can still convince her she should stay!!" Carlos tells him.

"Come on Carlos, she won’t stay. And she was right, her life is in New York. I have to respect that." Trent says and takes a drink from his beer.

"O yes she will. Come on I have an idea!!" Carlos says and gets up, and pulls Trent up.

"Oh no!!" Trent says as he is jerked up and they head towards the car outside.

AT THE HOTEL

She wipes away the single tear on her cheek. Sitting on the hotel bed she tries to make a choice. Should she go back home? Or stay here in Dallas with Trent. Too many times had she been dubble crossed, cheated on. After learning a few lessons in life it was hard to trust anyone anymore in her life. But would Trent prove to be different? She smiled thinking about what he had told her that night. About you never knowing what could have happend, had you given it a chance. If it would turn out to be the best choice of your life or the worst. She closed her eyes, seeing only his face. The way he looked to her. His eyes telling her the answer. She opens her eyes again and stands up from the bed. She walks over to the small table were the hotel telephone is located. She picks up the hand piece and dials a number. She hears the ring tone a few times before hearing a familiar voice answer it.

"Hi dad, listen. I’m not going back with you tomorrow,...Yeh I’m sure......Thanks I will daddy.....I love you dad. Bye." Says Monica and puts down the head piece. Just then there’s a knock on her door. She walks toward the door and opens it, to find Trent standing there with a bouque of wild flowers.

"Hi." He said smiling brightly.

"Hi? What are you doing here?" Monica tries to ask, surprised seeing him standing here, she then also sees Carlos standing a few feet from the door. He smiles at her and waves before turning and walking down the hall.

"Monica please, before you say anything. I just have to tell you something... I respect your wish to go back to New York, I know it’s your home. And I just wanted you to know that whatever you decided on, that I will love you more than anything in the whole world. I’ve never felt this way about anyone, so this is all kind of new to me. I just know that if I let you go, I’ll never be able to love anyone else again....like I love you. I just wanted to come by and...tell you that." He paused for a second before looking up again and saw the single tear flow down Monica’s cheek. He brought his hand up and wiped the tear off her cheek and smiled before continueing. "So, what did you decide on??" Trent says and takes a deep breath.

Monica could only smile brightly up at him. She then stepped forward and jumped up into his arms, she leaned forward and gave his a passionate kiss. She broke the kiss for a second, Trent’s eyes still closed out of shock.

"Does that answer your question??" Monica said smiling at him, still being held in his arms. Trent just smiled in amazement.

"Well, I wasn’t too sure about that middle part..." And before he can finish his sentence, Monica leaned forward again, kissing him with even more passion. Carlos only stood there, smiling at the two, thinking to himself, "Damn I’m good!"

Monica and Trent then looked at each other and then kissed further.

THE NEXT DAY AT DALLAS AIRPORT

"You sure about this Monica??" Race asks his daughter as he hears his flight been announced to leave now.

Monica looks at her father and then at Trent who is standing there with her.

"More that anything I’ve ever been sure about dad." Monica answers him, giving Trent a slight hug with her one arm wrapped around his waist.

"Well, just be sure to call once and a while, ok?"

Race asks her.

"I will dad, I’ll miss you." Monica says, she steps up and gives her dad a hug. Breaking the hug, Race placed a kiss on her forehead before looking back at the others. Race then steps up to Carlos, greeting him first.

"Goodbye Carlos. You make sure your friend takes care of my daughter." Race tells him shaking Carlos’s hand. The dark haired PI only shared a smiled with Trent and Monica before looking back at the huge man, "Oh I will sir." Carlos assures him. Race nods before turning to Walker standing next to Carlos.

"Thanks again for everything Walker. Take care ok?" Race says to him, the two men hugging each other like brothers. Walker slapped Race on his back before the two broke the hug. "I will Race. And it was my pleasure. You have one hell of a daughter." Walker said to his close friend looking back at Trent and Monica.

"Yeah well, what can I say. She had one hell of a martial arts instructer." Race answered him and the two men shared a laugh, they shook each others hands before Race turned to Trent who stepped forward.

"Goodbye mister Banon. I promise you, I’ll take good care of Monica." Trent said shaking Race’s hand.

"I know you will son. If your anything like your father, then I have nothing to worry about." Race said placing his other hand on Trent’s shoulder. Trent only smiled back up at the huge man before Race turned and picked up his bag.

----‘Flight 224 to New York. Now boarding.’----

"Well, that’s my flight. Bye everyone!" Race greets everyone looking back at them. Waving for a last time he started walking towards the boarding entrance. Everyone waving him goodbye stood there untill Race disapeared down the hallway. They all then turned and started heading for the parking lot.

"Well, since you’ll be staying here for a while Monica. Any ideas on what you’ll be doing here?"Walker asks her.

"Well. Trent, Carlos and I talked about it, and they agreed in letting me help them out at Thunder Investigations." Monica tells him giving Trent a slight hug again.

"We did?" Carlos says in surprise looking at Trent who also looked surprised.

"Yeh. Besides, they need my help." She says full of confidence.

"We need your help?" Carlos and Trent say at the same time.

"See!" Monica says pointing at Trent, Walker only breaks out in a laugh. Trent looks down at Monica who only smiles brightly back at him. Trent and Carlos then join Walker in the laughter. Trent gives Monica a big hug as they all exit the Airport. Neither Trent nor Monica knew what would come next in their lives. But one thing was for sure, they had found the one the were meant for in life, and would be together, Forever.

THE END!!