Summary: What happens when a rogue Grecian cop, a Lithuanian genius, an African mastermind, an Irish weapons smuggler, an Italian mobster, a Scottish pickpocket, an Austrian computer hacker, a Latin arsonist and a French con artist all meet New York's greatest assassin? The largest hit in the history of New York. This is the story of behind the scenes.
A/N: A random idea kinda, popped into my head while reading a story. Hope you like it!!
Disclaimer: I shall not admit to a thing. No voy a admitir una cosa. Vous ne serez pas una chose de moi. In altre parole, NO! (Yeah, that's Spanish, French then Italian, WHATTUP?!)
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Stella Bonasera sat on a private plane with eight other people. She knew only the name of the man who was bringing her into the states, along with the eight other immigrants; Mac Taylor. She turned to the woman across the aisle from her.
"Hello." She'd heard the woman speaking French before. "Parlez-vous anglais?" She asked.
"Yes. Hello, I'm Jessica Angell. You?" She asked.
"Stella Bonasera. Are you being brought through to work with ?"
"Yes I am. You?" Jess was intrigued that a Greek woman could be of any service to Mac Taylor.
"Of course." Stella said slyly. Her curly hair fell down over her shoulders and covered her left eye.
"I'm guessing everyone on this plane is." Jess said, looking over her shoulder at the black haired Irishman talking with the blonde Italian.
"I'm telling you, arms is a big business nowadays. My father could get you big bucks and big ins with the mobs in Italy if you supply us." The Italian's voice floated up to where Stella and Jess were sitting.
"I'm gonna guess that, the black haired one's weaponry." Jess said, sneaking another look at him.
"And you seem to be smitten." Stella said.
"Yeah, yeah. See that sale blonde over there?" Stella looked to where Jess was nodding."She's a pickpocket. Seen her mug all over the French news. The Latina with the big lips; arsonist. She's worked with me before. Name's Aiden Burn. Call her Niña de Fuego, out in Spain. Means Fire Girl." Jess said.
"Name's a bit ironic don't you think?" Stella asked.
"Why do you think she's arson? She thought her name was a sign." Jess said.
The dirty blonde woman walked over to them. "I can hear you you know?" She asked, sitting in the seat behind Stella. "Lindsay Monroe. Scottish." She said. Her newsboy cap covered the top of her head and her dirty jeans looked like they'd had grease wiped all over them.
"What do you do for a living, Miss Monroe?" Stella asked.
"I'm a mechanic. And pickpocket." Lindsay said. "Oh, call me Lindsay."
"Stella Bonasera. Greek." Stella said, holding out her hand.
"Nice to meet you Stella." Lindsay looked over at Jess. "Wait a minute, I know you! You're Angell! You're the French con-artist. You conned a Scottish royal into giving up all their money! Good job." Lindsay commented.
The three women laughed. "Call me Jess, Lindsay. So, you know anything 'bout those guys over there?" Jess tweaked her head over towards the Irishman and the Italian.
"I can tell you everything about everyone on this plane except for you." Lindsay pointed to Stella."The Irishman is Don Flack. I swear, there's never been a better weapons smuggler or arms dealer than him. The Italian is a mobster named Danny Messer. His family actually helped me get rid of some assholes that were stalking me. The red head in the back on the computers is Adam Ross. He's Austrian, worked for a group trying to infiltrate the Queen's palace. Scotland Yard caught the group but, not Adam. He's jumpy though. Burn, back there, she's an arsonist. We've worked together a couple of times. I've picked my way into areas that she's burned down. The African by the window, Hawkes. He's a criminal mastermind! I've only heard about him from the gray haired man next to him. His name is Dr. Sid Hammerback. He's my adoptive father. My parents didn't agree to the way I made a living so, he took me in when I fled Scotland to Lithuania." Lindsay said.
"I've worked with ." Stella said.
"I've worked with Aiden." Jess said pointedly.
"So it seems we've all worked with or near each other at one point in time." Lindsay said as Aiden walked down the aisle to join the other women.
"Hello ladies. Aiden Burn, incendiaria. Latina." She turned to Jess. "Good to see you again Jessica." She said.
"You as well Aiden. I assume you know Lindsay Monroe and this, is Stella Bonasera. You know Stella, you never told me what you are." Jess said.
"Rogue cop." Stella said with a smirk. Her light brown, curly hair fell over half her face once more.
"Oh my." The three women said quietly.
The pilot's voice came over the radio. "We will be landing at Mister Taylor's private airstrip shortly, please fasten seat belts and make sure all carry ons are secure." He said.
"Showtime." The four women said as they returned to their seats.
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A/N: So, that's the first chapter and I REALLY hope you guys like it! I worked really hard on it and I'm sorry to you bi-linguists out there if anything is incorrect I used an online translator.
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~Sarah~