"Requiem of Past Sins"
The sun was setting over the open sea, casting shadows over the trees and hills of Spain, ocean waves crashed against the rocks and sandy beach that would capture a beautiful picture for a tourist or a romantic. Just a few minutes to the ocean's reach, a bar is set against the back drop and in it are three patrons all enjoying their drinks while the owners work to have it closed up for the night as they have done for the last two years.
"Hey Rock, alright if I get one more before you and Revy close up shop?" one of the three regulars in his forties asked him in his usual heavy accent. Rock turned around with a cold beer in his hands and opened it up for him.
"You can have one more but I have to ask you to take it with you. We're trying to close up a little earlier tonight, Florin." Rock replied as he closed out the register and locked it up, the proceeds of the day in a bag under lock and key.
"Aw...come on now. Unless you're trying to have a little 'fun' tonight with the misses back there." Florin replied with a quiet laugh which his two friends joined him in. Rock just smirked and leaned over the counter.
"Don't let her hear you say that. That one's on the house though. I don't want to close up this early but it's been a long week and we want to try and get out of here." Rock explained leaning back against the counter.
"I don't get it though, you're never open on the weekends. I figured you'd make more money doing that than being open Monday through Thursday." the man to Florin's left said downing the last of his drink.
"We opened this place up to those that prefer quiet with their drinks not to mention we have what we need so we don't have to open up on weekends. I'd rather keep it that way honestly." Rock smiled back.
"Well, we appreciate what you do for us here. By far the best bar tenders here in Spain far as I'm concerned. But I always do wonder what you two did before you opened this place up." Florin raised his beer in a toast. Rock just kept smiling.
"Maybe I'll tell you one day." Rock replied as he finished the last of his closing preparations for the night. Just as he set the last glass down on the back counter, a man barged in loudly.
"Hey! You ain't closing up yet! I want a drink!" the man demanded while he fashioned his Mohawk hair cut and sideburns while adjusting his shorts in a crude way.
"Sorry sir, we're closing up for the night. Feel free to come back on Monday though when we're open..." Rock calmly explained to him crossing his arms.
"Monday! Listen here you scrawny little shit! I've had a shitty day and need a drink and this is the first place I found that serves them! So get me a God damn drink!" the man shouted in Rock's face. Rock never even flinched.
"Bud, you'd best listen to that 'scrawny little shit' and leave. He's the owner but I promise you right now that if you don't leave, he'll be the least of your worries." Florin warned the man as calmly as Rock had. The brute turned to Florin and leaned forward, resting one arm on his leg as he propped himself against a chair.
"Oh? And what trouble would that be?" The man asked with a devilish grin. Rock just closed his eyes and began to count.
"Three...two...one..."
"Hey asshole! Get the fuck out of our bar! The man said we're closed and I'm counting money back here!" Revy appeared out of the office in the back with a twitch in her eye. The man turned to see the lovely auburn haired woman wearing her usual tank top now occupied with cargo shorts and sandals.
"Well, well, well. How are you there little sexy thing? So you and this pipsqueak own this joint, well that's very nice and all. But I have to say, if he's your man, you got a weakling if I've ever seen one. How about you and me grab a drink and you leave his ass?" the man began to walk over to a now visibly ticked off Revy.
"I'm warning you bud, don't go near her." Florin leaned back with a smile on his face. No sooner had the brute walked up to Revy, a smile appeared on her face and she cracked her knuckles.
"Dipshit, you just fucked with the wrong woman." Revy whispered as the man walked up to her.
"Oh, and how so?" he asked.
"Enjoy the show boys." Rock chuckled.
The brute turned to Rock to ask what he meant before receiving his answer in the form of a punch square in the face, toppling him over onto the floor. The man tried to say something in return but never got the first syllable out as it was replaced by a howling scream as Revy kicked him in his manhood, making sure that he could never have kids. Then for added measure, she kicked him in his shins so that the walk home would be more painful. Revy knelt down next to him and grabbed him by the collar.
"Here's a little lesson pal. That scrawny little shit as you called him, has done things that you wouldn't have the balls to do, especially now. He may not be a brute like you..."
"Hey." Rock interjected. Revy turned to him and stuck her tongue out at him then smiled.
"Sorry baby." she apologized before turning back to the man in her grasp. "But he has brains, something you clearly don't have. He also has no fear which sometimes goes against everything his brain says, and he's crazy enough to do something suicidal."
"Fu...fuck you." the man gritted out in pain. Revy just smiled and tightened the hold on his collar.
"Here's the second part of your lesson. I'm someone you DON'T want to fuck with as you clearly have learned. See, guys like you, some dumb bimbo will fall for you because you're the quote unquote 'bad boy' that thinks he's all that and shit. I'm here to tell you, the one's that you meet that aren't dumb bimbo's are the ones that don't fall for that macho man bullshit. They're the ones that will beat the shit out of you and then go to real men like him over there just like I will." Revy said in a calm and dark voice.
"You enjoying the show so far?" Rock asked Florin and his friends.
"Oh yeah." Florin replied while they all smiled.
"And here's part three of the lesson. It's like the Godfather Trilogy. The first two are extremely important and are so amazing that you can't top them. Well, it's also true in this instance. Part Three here is that I've been trained in gun combat to the point I could kill twenty of you in under one minute. It's a warning that what you do can have dire consequences if you underestimate yourself and the actions you've done against dangerous people. So if you had faced me in Part One or Part Two of the trilogy..." Revy leaned and lowered her voice to a whisper.
"...you would be dead." Revy stood up with crossed arms as she looked at the man who was now visibly cowering before you.
"Now get up and get the fuck out of here before I show you what else I can do." Revy ordered calmly. The brute who could feel his balls in his stomach stumbled up and quickly made his way out the door despite the pain that his lower loins gave him. Revy turned to the ensemble that had witnessed the altercation and gave them a smile.
"Want one more for the road boys before we close up?" she asked handing them all one more beer from the fridge behind the bar.
"As long as you don't do that to us." the man to Florin's right said standing from his seat.
"Remember what I said about telling us what you did before Rock...I don't want to know." Florin said offering his hand to Rock which he gladly accepted in a firm shake.
"Thanks for the beers you two. We'll be back next week." Florin and his friend's departed from the bar, allowing the pair to lock the door behind them. Rock turned to face Revy who was sat on one of the bar stools.
"Hopefully that doesn't come back to bit us." Rock smiled taking a seat next to her. Revy scoffed at the notion.
"Please, I've done that plenty of times to idiots who thought they were bad asses. And it hasn't affected us at all." Revy said cracking her neck.
"At least you didn't do any more damage than you did." Rock replied.
"In the old days, that fucker would be dead." Revy reminisced.
"True, but those days are behind us." Rock said looking at her with a gaze she knew too well.
"Rock...I don't want to go back to those days so stop giving me those looks already." Revy replied standing up from the seat and heading to the office door, locking it up and turning to him. Rock didn't say anything else and nodded as they made their way out the back door, hand in hand.
The drive home was always a quick one to their house set just off the beach surround by trees and sand. And despite what she had always said after their last suicide mission as she had begun to call it, there was always that lingering doubt in Rock's mind of not only her, but himself. However, he always had kept it quiet, not wanting to stir up any trouble with her. It had become a ritual with them on Thursday nights to catch up with a series they'd been watching call 'The Sopranos' obviously because it was a really well written show and that it spoke to their lives in the past. They had been trying to forget about that life and make sure they stayed away from it but there was always a reminder in the back of their heads that the past can catch up to you. Revy had said multiple times she didn't want to go back or think about it but Rock couldn't let it go within himself, though she never knew. Tonight though would be different for them. As they sat on the couch watching as one of the characters referred to as 'Big Pussy' take a hammer to his friend's skull.
"Christ, they really don't fuck around in the mafia." Revy remarked leaning against Rock's shoulder.
"No, they don't but they do have honor. Just don't fuck with them, at least the Italian Mob anyways." Rock replied as he sat against the arm of the couch.
"Oh, but don't you know? There is no mob Rock, there never has been." Revy said with a joking smile on her face.
"Tell that to the guy who had a Russian Mob boss hold a pistol to his head." Rock replied back with a grin.
"Hey asshole, if it hadn't been for your 'quick wit' we'd both be dead right now." Revy reminded him and lightly punched him in the shoulder. Rock just chuckled as he paused the DVD.
"But it makes you wonder what goes on through the heads of some of these people. To be in that position of power and have all these decisions to make. I see Tony Soprano dealing with things he has to live with and yet somehow, despite all that power, he's got a fucked up life. I don't think Balalaika suffers those things." Rock lamented on their old acquittance.
"Why the fuck would you bring that up though? You can't just enjoy the show?" Revy leaned up and looked at him.
"You know me, I think too much about it." Rock replied turning to her.
"Yeah, you fucking do. I guess that makes you special in a way though. But why bring it up here? That life is done for us. Do I miss the excitement? To some degree, yes, but at the same time I lived a fucked up life. I hated it Rock and you know it." Revy reminded him.
"I know I'm just saying..."
"Saying what? That you wish you were like Tony Soprano there?" Revy pointed at the TV.
"No, I'm just saying that it's interesting is all. Balalaika is cold and ruthless because from what I can tell she had no real family and friends and that Russia is a cold and dark place while guys like him have those things and even though their evil, they have some heart because of their families." Rock explained to her. Revy sighed and sat back against the couch before looking back at him.
"You would be a perfect Tony Soprano, I swear. All the bullshit you think about sometimes and your motives back then, they always pissed me off." Revy replied quietly.
"What do you want me to say then?" Rock asked her, trying not to upset her.
"There's nothing to say. We didn't talk about it for over three years, I really don't want to talk about it now. I know you don't, you never have." Revy said to him crossing her arms.
Rock looked at her, unsure of what to ask her, but this apparently had been on her mind for some time and he never wanted to bring it up to this. In their relationship over the course of three years, they had been happy. Of course there had been fights, then make up sex, and their happy moments of solace that they had escaped the life of hell. However, there were days when she would be quiet, more than what she normally was but every time he tried to ask her if anything was wrong, she would recant and say it was nothing. He had thought it might be this, especially when they started watching this to her initial reaction of intense focus.
"What do you want from me then Revy? If I give you the truth from my own mouth, will you be happy with it? I'm not going back to that life either, not without you and you don't want to either." Rock leaned forward and looked at her with a calm gaze.
"So you do want that power again don't you?" Revy asked him, seeing some of her suspicions confirmed.
"I enjoyed the power Revy, after not having it my whole life. Just like you thought that same power you had over people made you happy after your fucked up childhood as you said. In the end, neither of us were happy with that, that darkness that still resides in our hearts, a darkness that resides in everyone's hearts. I enjoyed making those plans trying to save others while justifying means to an end. I enjoyed the thrill, the challenge of trying to make plans humane even if their ends were still evil. We know there's evil out there, that there always will be." Rock explained.
"It doesn't mean you have to be the evil one Rock, it never fucking did. I still...I still have nightmares about what you might have been, could be. Would you get so bored with this life, a life of running a bar, coming here and just watching shows or movies and then sleeping or fucking. Would you go back to a life more exciting? I couldn't do that, I couldn't be the gun to your bullet again in that world. You were the person that saved me, but what would that prove if you threw it all away for that again? You never talked about it for three years, not once. I didn't want to lose the one thing that made living worth it." Revy looked at him with a hazed over stare, an unreadable expression in her eyes.
"Did I ever say I would go back though? Revy, as much as you may not like it, I never talked about it because it would hurt. I'm starting to realize that wasn't the right thing to do. I should have but whenever I asked you, you would ignore it. Were you just afraid of what the answer might be?" he asked her. Revy turned away from him, ashamed to answer him.
"Revy, I'm not bored. And life for us is exciting, we get to do things most others only get to dream of. We have something others don't have, true freedom. Why would I give that up to get myself killed just because I might want some power? Hell, I have power to kick people out of the bar, that's enough as long as it's freedom, something that's better than power. It's power over our lives and you're here with me to share it." Rock spoke softly, taking her hand and grasping it gently. Revy sniffled slightly and rubbed her eyes.
"I'm such an idiot...why would I even think this? It's been three years, obviously we aren't going back, so why did I even worry about this shit?" she asked him wiping away tears.
"Like you said, sometimes we think too much. Maybe we need to get a bouncer so that you don't have to deal with assholes that remind you of those days." Rock rubbed his thumb over hand and rubbed her back gently.
"That stupid fuck didn't make me think about this. I just thought...that you would be bored with this life. I've thought about that for a long time now so it's nothing new. I know you Rock, better than anyone. Or I thought I did, maybe...I'm just still stuck in that life somehow or I'm going crazier than I already am." Revy turned and looked at him, palming his cheek in her hand.
"No, I just think you've had such a different life for so long that this is still an adjustment. It'll be fine, I'll be there every step of the way. Let's leave it for now and we'll talk about it later okay?" Rock smiled at her.
"You're such a sappy romantic." Revy smiled back and kissed him deeply. Rock fell back onto the couch with Revy on top of him.
"You don't want to keep watching?" Rock asked her in between lip locks. Revy pulled up and smiled pulling her tank top off, revealing her bare chest.
"This answer your question?" she stated. Rock nodded and smirked as they ignored the episode for now as they quickly undressed and ran upstairs.
A building can be an unsuspecting thing to the naked eye, passers by ignoring it as they go through the minutia of their lives and what will come next. Unless it was something like the World Trade Center, the Empire State Building or the Chrysler Tower, you wouldn't expect anything other than some form of business being conducted within their walls. This particular building though is located just outside of a Virginia city called Alexandria and inside were the inner workings of government, in all its corrupted and powerful glory.
One particular agent was walking down to the end of a dark corridor into a room for a debriefing with her superiors and for some reason, she had bad feeling that this meeting wasn't going to go planned in her favor. When she opened the door, she could see that her superior was in a bad mood. Whenever he smoked a cigar, he wouldn't ever smoke them unless he needed something to calm him down. The smell of thick smoke too hold of the room as she sat down in the chair in front of his desk.
"Sir." the woman saluted him and setting her folder on the desk.
"Eda." the man quietly replied dropping some of his ash into a plate.
"Sir, I'm not sure why you called me here and not over the radio." Eda stated, still not happy that she had to travel over the Atlantic for some assignment. She suspected that he had something for her that was bigger than he had let on.
"Yes, do remember the investigation we started six years ago into that General that turned into a drug smuggler in Mexico?" he asked leaning forward and resting his hands against his chin.
"Yes, sir. But we never have been able to find and liable information on him. Even in my station over seas, I have not been able to find info while detailing the operations of Hotel Moscow and the Triads." Eda replied crossing her legs, her jeans scrunching up slightly while her black t-shirt loosely fit her.
"Well, we've found the information we've been looking for. However, there's a hitch in the plan. It goes through Hotel Moscow." the man answered.
"Well, then I'll investigate it and try to get the information we need." Eda replied, starting to think this had been a waste of time.
"It won't be that easy. Remember that you don't have the connections in Roanapur like you did three years ago." the man replied leaning back in his chair. Eda's stomach dropped, already anticipating what he was going to say next.
"Please don't tell me you're going to say what I think you're going to say." Eda said, hoping that her gut was wrong.
"You're going to have to enlist the services of the Lagoon Company once more." he answered calmly.
"Sir, as much as I understand why you want to follow that course of action, getting all of them to agree, especially Revy will be impossible without something to hold them." Eda replied, hoping that he didn't have something there as well.
"Well, that's where we have a solution. You're going to go to them and tell them that if they do not accept, we'll have no choice but to force our hand in revealing information that will disrupt their lives. We are the CIA after all. I'm sorry, but there's no other way." he explained drawly.
"Sir..."
"There's no room for negotiation here Eda, and this isn't my idea either. It's orders from up top. They believe that Lagoon Company's past ties to H. M. will allow us to find the info on the man we've been searching for. He's apparently done business with them on the low key so he flew under the radar. However, he has taken the drugs purchased from Moscow and been able to turn it into a profitable venture in Mexico, killing off anyone that knew about his past, but we don't have all the information. What we need is any info from Balalaika or the Triads if available and try to get a direct path to him. This is the best lead we've had in six years, and considering this son of a bitch is Russian who is a real bastard. I'm pretty sure he's pissed off Balalaika at some point. You've been given the info needed and of course we know where they all live now so finding them should be easy." he explained turning his chair to face her directly.
"This is going to happen Eda, like it or not."
"Yeah, and I'm pretty sure I may end up dead before I even get a chance. Revy may be calmer these days but I doubt she'll want to play the role of underworld murderer again." Eda explained, keeping her face calm.
"Well, here's what you have to. Have them portray that they are looking for this guy who endangered their lives, technically, he is with this plan." he said with a smirk.
"Your sarcasm is well placed sir." Eda dead panned.
"Yes, yes. Anyways, once they give over that information they should be in the clear to leave. However, I have heard rumors from up top that they may want to include them as a tact team hunting this Russian down. Who knows, perhaps they'll offer them jobs as CIA Ops." he replied.
"Yeah, guarantee you they wouldn't accept it. Okay, I'll go ahead and do it, guess I don't have much of a choice." Eda sighed standing from her seat.
"No you don't."
"Sir." Eda saluted her superior and made her way out of the office.
'This is such a bad fucking idea. Even if she accepts, no way in hell is she going to want to stay the course. Worse, I'll probably end up getting killed once I reveal who I work for. Shit this is such a bad setup. Guess I'll find Dutch and Benny first, they'll be more accepting. Hopefully Dutch will come as back up in case Revy decides to lose her mind. That or Rock will keep in her check.' Eda sighed as she was handed a folder from the clerk and exited the building to a waiting unmarked Ford Crown Victoria.
'I'm so fucked.'
"Alright, let's get this show on the road." Eda sighed and stepped inside the car which pulled away towards the airport.
"Ma'am? Are you okay, you seem very distance and quiet now." The driver asked her as they began to drive towards the airport.
"Yeah, just not happy with the assignment I've been given." Eda sighed as she flipped through the folder, going over the information that she had received on her way out of the building.
"Let me ask you something Douglas, have you ever had to betray a friend's trust and possibly ruin their lives?" she asked him as they turned onto the highway.
"Can't say I have ma'am. I've gotten into arguments with friend's that didn't trust me for some time, but it never ruined their lives." Douglas replied adjusting his mirror.
"Be glad the second part of that hasn't become to reality. I have a feeling with this assignment I may end up biting more than I can chew. I can't reveal anything of course but...this is just not what I had in mind." Eda looked over the photo of Revy, who was giving her the one finger salute and Rock standing next to her looking away with a smoke in his hand.
"Well, I'm sure your friend will understand the situation ma'am." Douglas tried to assure her. Eda just laughed as she pulled out her pistol and inspected it.
"You have no idea how crazy this friend of mine is. I'll say this much, if I never see you again Doug, it was nice knowing you. Not sure I'll make it back from this one." Eda smiled as she popped the bullet out of the chamber and set the safety on.
"You'll be fine ma'am." he replied wondering what would cause her to call him Doug.
"Yep, I'll be dandy as a flower." Eda pulled out a cigarette and offered him one.
"No thank you." he replied.
"Please, just take it for me Doug. You don't even have to smoke it." Eda said, almost with a sense of loss in her voice. Reluctantly, he accepted the Marlboro and placed it in his front pocket. Eda lit hers and inhaled the nicotine, trying to relax for the flight to Spain.
'God, help me through this shit.'
"Stupid fucking gun, how in the hell did this thing get jammed up? I cleaned the damn thing a week ago." Revy mumbled quietly on the other side of the room she was sharing with Rock.
"Maybe you got some sand in it by mistake while we were target shooting." Rock suggested, busy as he was wiping some sludge off of the engine of his '99 Nissan Skyline GT-R.
"Ah shut up and clean the engine of that car. Why though you decided to buy that car I'll never know, other than probably the fact that you're Japanese." Revy stuck her tongue out at him while, admiring the bright white car surrounded by '68 Chevy Camaro in cherry red on its left and the black Jeep Wrangler sitting to the left of the Camaro.
"I wanted a modern fast car that handled really well. Besides, you love taking this thing out on the track and wanted me to get something fast." Rock smirked at her replacing his dirty rag for a clean one.
"Yeah but why that one? There are better looking cars than that one that handle just as well." Revy shot back setting down the dissembled stock of the pistol on the table.
"Just admit that you wanted me to buy a Ferrari and know you're pissed at me because I bought a Nissan." Rock wiped his hands walking over to her.
"Shut up." Revy turned around and crossed her arms over the table. Rock just chuckled and leaned over her, resting his head against her shoulder.
"Come on, don't be mad. How about this, why don't we take the car to the track tomorrow, have a race with one of the racers down there and smoke them?" Rock suggested pulling a chair behind Revy and resting his hands on her hips.
"Please, you can't drive for shit and you know it." Revy scoffed playfully at him.
"Now hold on…"
"Come on Rock, yeah you've gotten better at racing, that much is evident from our little car chase three years ago and the following years on the track but you've lost against anyone you've challenged." Revy reminded him.
"Now I had that last guy beat and he fucking turned me in the last corner." Rock replied.
"Almost is only good in horseshoes and hand grenades." Revy laughed.
"Alright, then you race him. You've never driven the thing, maybe you'd like it."
"Hell if I know. I've never been keen on doing that. Sounds like fun though." Revy shrugged as she reassembled her pistol.
"We'll give it a try then and see how you do on track." Rock smiled.
Revy smirked, wondering how the hell they had gotten to this point. It was something that always came to her at least once a day. It did on occasion drive her mental but it also made her happy. It didn't hurt having millions of dollars either to live off of. Hell, this garage was a product of that money along with the cars. Sure the house wasn't super big but it didn't need to be. As long as it had this garage where they kept cars, guns and a punching bag for her, it was all they needed. The thrills weren't the same of course but then again, the threat of dying had actually seeped in her after their last hurrah, or at least that's what she called it.
"How the hell did we get here?" Revy asked him. Rock had heard that question many times before. At this point, he only had one answer and it was the same every time.
"Luck or fate." Rock answered back.
"The same answer every time." Revy scoffed at his short answer.
"Well you never say which one it is." He replied back, the quiet hum of the lights filling the garage and drowning out their silence.
"Well it sure as shit ain't luck. My past proves that for damn sure. I'll say fate then because at least fate can involve shit luck and a shit life." Revy answered him, showing the dark side of eyes that was visible only to him.
She didn't like thinking about that part of her life, grateful as she was to have what she had now but it still was painful for her. Rock felt her tense up and decided to try and relieve her stress as he began to massage her thighs. Revy shuddered quietly as the feeling of his able hands massaged the exposed skin just underneath her Daisy Dukes. How he had learned to do that with his hands as such a business man he had been, she would never know. However he did though, she was grateful and massaging where he was set shivers down her spine.
"You're lucky that I know you aren't one of those assholes that want only one thing. But damn it you are good with your hands." Revy leaned back into him.
"I know, just trying to make you relaxed." Rock said quietly, kissing her cheek. Revy reached back and grasped the back of his head, lip locking him in place. Rock grasped her and turned her around so she was sitting on his lap after removing her from her chair.
"I'd like to do something, especially if you're massaging there." Revy suggested pulling her top off.
"Right here in this chair. I hope we have the support we need from it." Rock 'worryingly' replied.
"Just shut up and fuck me would you?" Revy replied locking their lips again.
Just on the other side of the city, there was a meeting of the minds and unfortunately there was large black man and blond white man that were currently pissed off at a certain blond that had made her presence known.
"So, CIA wants us to come out of retirement and go on a possibly suicide mission does it?" Dutch said leaning forward and offering a beer to Benny next to him.
"I'm sorry, but that's the simple version of it. And yes, I'm sorry I had to lie to you but you have to understand my situation." Eda replied calmly, making sure to keep her gun handy in case Dutch went off.
"Oh I understand, just like I'm sure the CIA would understand why I would blow your brains all over that wall behind you." Dutch eyed the shot gun leaning on the couch.
"Dutch…the U.S. had no intention of arresting you or the others. They saw you as small fry compared to Hotel Moscow and the Triads. There's no reason to blow my brains out." Eda continued to calmly explain.
"There is now since the CIA wants us to do their work for them." Benny said leaning his head back on the couch.
"Like I said, they want you because of the past connections you have. And they said that they would make sure you were no longer in danger and their connections will keep you safe. Basically, anything you can think of, you can have." Eda said.
"Right, I'll believe that when it's all over. Considering that it's the CIA and they basically could have us all killed, I guess we don't have a choice. We better get something good for doing this. Just remember, we have to let Rock and Revy know about this as well." Dutch reminded her, knowing that her temper would not take this over well.
"That's why I came to you first, because I'm going to need backup." Eda sighed, wondering if she would be dead by the end of the night.
"Not a bad call. But realize that Revy may want to blow your brains out. You have to remember that she was done with that life and she shoots guns for fun more than protection. However, she isn't above kicking people's asses. You haven't seen her beat the shit out of bar patrons that have disrespect her or Rock." Benny explained.
"Yep, she still has a temper, just not around Rock." Dutch laughed, pissing Eda off.
"I know she still has a fucking temper but damn it, what do you want me to do?" Eda questioned.
"Could of told us you were CIA. Not like we haven't dealt with them before." Dutch shrugged calmly.
"I couldn't, they would know and then kill everyone in Roanapur." Eda explained to him.
"Oh I'm sure." Benny sighed, growing tired of these conversations.
"Just shut up already. Damn it….alright, so let's get this show on the road. Do we at least get a selection of weapons and vehicles that we may need?" Dutch asked her, catching her off guard.
"What, I never said anything about tracking down this guy." Eda replied.
"Eda, I'm not stupid. If the CIA is calling us for help, then it's not just for information. I know how the government works and I know that they don't want to be tied to this in any way possible. So what better way to avoid that connection that by saying it was group of mercenaries for hire that killed him? Or better yet, they'll just keep it under lock and key and never say anything for our protection as well as theirs. The only thing I want to know is why Balalaika would know this guy other than the fact that he's Russian. Other than that, I'll ask again, will we get weapons and vehicles." Dutch stood from his seat and cracked his neck. Eda was sat in stunned silence but somewhat relieved that he knew so she wouldn't have to explain that to him.
"Yes, you'll get your choices of weapons and vehicles. Pretty much everything that you need will help you out and you will be rewarded for this. Damn it, you're too smart for your own good sometimes." Eda stood from her seat.
"Let's get the other two and hopefully I won't be shot on the spot by the wild boar." Eda sighed exiting Dutch's office. Benny just chuckled at her statement.
"Want to make a bet Dutch?" Benny asked him.
"Shut the fuck up!" Eda shouted at him and flipping him off before getting in the sedan. Dutch just put his hands in his pockets and laughed.
"Not this time Benny. Hopefully we'll make it out of this alive." Dutch remarked getting in the passenger seat and Benny in the back.
"Hey, I've got that shrimp and pasta that we got the other day; you want to eat that tonight?" Rock asked Revy who laying her legs on top of his lap while they sat on the porch outside.
"Rock, I swear the way you talk and cook, I wonder who's the woman in this relationship." Revy joked with him.
"I've never heard you complain about my cooking before." Rock said, ignoring the second part of her comment.
"I'm not, I just think it's funny that you cook all this food when to me a good food is just pizza." Revy smiled.
"I don't have to cook. You could if you want tonight." Rock shrugged his shoulders, but pulled her closer.
"You know I'm a terrible cook." Revy reminded him with a deadpan look.
"You're not that bad." Rock said.
"And you're better than me so let's just leave it. That shrimp and pasta actually sounds great." Revy leaned her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes.
Rock smiled at the way she had been able to open up to him after years of cold had kept her at bay. Moments like this were reserved for them only. Revy had always enjoyed quiet moments on the boat and watching the ocean waves, but that was in a world of gun powder and blood, not in a peaceful place like this. Seeing the sun set over the trees and ocean was something she wanted to have every day, something that she fully came to realize a year or so after they had moved here. She laughed mentally at the sap she had become. However, her thoughts were interrupted as they heard a car pulling up the road to their home. Revy lifted her head and instinctively went for her gun.
"We're not expecting anyone tonight." Revy quietly said loading a round in the chamber.
"Calm down." Rock stood up and saw the car pull up. The passenger door opened and revealed a familiar face.
"Well, this is unexpected Dutch. We didn't expect to see you here." Rock greeted his friend warmly. Dutch however did not look too happy, carrying a frown as he got out of the car. Rock and Revy instantly noticed it and watched as Benny and Eda exit the car as well.
"What the hell is going on?" Revy whispered to Rock, noticing the same solemn look on their faces.
"I don't know but something isn't right about this." Rock whispered back. The trio walked up to them and the friends exchanged greetings, all except for Eda.
"What the fuck is wrong with you Eda, couldn't find someone to screw today?" Revy asked her crossing her arms. Eda didn't reply but kept training her eye to Revy's pistol. Dutch immediately defused the awkward situation and placed a hand on Revy's shoulder.
"We need to go inside and discuss some things. And Revy, you may want to give me your gun. You're not gonna like what we were going to say." Dutch explained. Revy's hands flexed in anger, unknown to her why but she knew something was up.
"If you want my gun, take it from me. Let's get the fuck inside and tell us what you have to say." Revy turned on her heel and stepped inside the house. Rock turned to her and turned back to Dutch and the others.
"This is going to be a long night isn't it?" Rock asked Dutch. However, Eda was the one to respond.
"You have no idea." Eda sighed following Revy inside. Rock looked to Dutch and Benny momentarily.
"She's right about that, that's for damn sure." Dutch replied as he led Rock and Benny inside. Rock felt his stomach sink; something told him that this was going to be bad.
A/N: Well, I've brought out the sequel out and hopefully there will be more chapters coming soon. But I'm someone that doesn't always rush out work so be patient. I've already got the story lined out so hopefully the story will move forward quickly while doing what I need to outside of this. First chapter was little short but I felt like it didn't need to be overly long because life outside of Roanapur for these two would be not as exciting. Plus, a lot of what has been going on will be explained in later chapters. Anyways, hoped you enjoyed it. More chapters eventually.
