*Author's Note: Hey, everyone! This is my first G.I. Joe fanfic and I hope you'll all enjoy it! This fanfic will be my version of what happens after Retaliation. So, without further ado, please enjoy G.I Joe 'part 3'!
*Couples:
*Snake Eyes/Original Female Character
*Conrad "Duke" Hauser/Ana "Baroness" Lewis
*Wallace "Ripcord" Weems/Shana "Scarlett" O'Hara
*Thomas "Storm Shadow" Arashikage/Original Female Character
*General Joseph Colton (Joe)/Original Female Character
*Marvin F. Hinton (Roadblock)/Original Female Character (I don't know if his wife is alive or if they are together or if she's even mentioned in the movie, so I made up someone for him)
*Abel "Breaker" Shaz/Original Female Character
*Hershel "Heavy Duty" Dalton/Original Female Character
*Dashiell "Flint" R. Faireborn/Jaye "Lady Jaye" Burnett
*Kim "Jinx" Arashikage/ Original Male Character
*** Tags ***
-Team as Family
-Team Bonding
-Team Dynamics
-Family Drama
-Family Issues
-Family Fluff
-Family Feels
-Daddy Issues
-Doctors & Physicians
-Hospitals
-Medical Experimentation
-Medical Torture
-True Love
-Falling In Love
-Idiots in Love
-Love Triangles
-Love at First Sight
-Love Confessions
-Best Friends
-Male-Female Friendship
-Female Friendship
-Male Friendship
-Crime Fighting
-Rough Sex
-Rough Kissing
-Unresolved Sexual Tension
-Awkward Sexual Situations
-Action/Adventure
-Drama & Romance
-Fluff and Humor
-BAMF Women
-Made For Each Other
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE G.I. JOE SERIES NOR THE CHARACTERS! JUST THE STORY PLOT AND OCS!
***MUST READ***
1) ALL OF THE CHARACTERS FROM THE FIRST MOVIE (GI JOE: THE RISE OF COBRA) APPEARED IN THE SECOND MOVIE (GI JOE: RETALIATION) IN THIS STORY!
2) DUKE IS ALIVE AND KICKING!
3) STORM SHADOW IS A MEMBER OF THE G.I. JOES AND HE RETURNED TO THE ARASHIKAGE CLAN!
4) LONDON IS STILL IN ONE PIECE (THE PM OF ENGLAND DID NOT LAUNCH 'HIS' MISSILES WHEN THE OTHER LEADERS LAUNCHED THEIRS. HE LAUNCHED THEM ONLY WHEN COBRA LAUNCHED THEIR ATTACK ON LONDON. HE SAVED THE WHOLE CITY AND ITS CITIZENS THAT WAY)!
Pulling her rich brown locks out of the low ponytail that had been in place for nearly eight hours, the young woman let out a tired sigh as she leaned back into her comfy black office chair.
She had had a very long day at work and all she wanted to do at that moment was to go home. Perhaps, even take a nice long bubble bath whilst listening to some of her favorite classical pieces of some of her favorite composers.
'I couldn't imagine a more perfect ending of a very long and tiresome day.' She thought with a small smile, practically imagining the warm surface of the water filled to the brim with bubbles that would glitter like diamonds in the sunlight and reflect the lighting from the multiple rose and vanilla scented candles that would be placed all around her large white porcelain bathtub.
Ruby red lips stretched into a dazzling yet tired smile at the mere thought of home and all that word means and entails.
She was dead tired from the amount of paperwork and the multiple operations she had to preform during the day, so she was more than eager to finally go home and sleep until the sun rose high up in the vast blue sky the very next day.
Taking a quick glance at the clock on one of the walls of her office to check the time, she started gathering her belongings from her large mahogany desk.
Humming a tone her kind-hearted mother used to sing to her during her early childhood, the woman unlocked her cell phone to see whether she had gotten any new text messages; silently hoping that her fiance had finally replied to at least one of her messages or had taken the time to call her back.
He had left on an important impromptu business trip earlier that month and he had yet to respond to her calls and text messages. She was seriously beginning to worry about him, knowing perfectly well just how much his work got in the way of most of his daily activities.
Like eating and sleeping, for example.
Just as she was about to press the call icon on the screen of her cellular device, the door to her office suddenly burst open causing her to jump in her seat in fright.
"There you are, Belle! I've been looking all over for you. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were hiding from me."
The young woman, Belle, resisted the tremendous urge to groan as her eyes finally settled on the figure of her crazy cousin/big sister figure and best friend in the doorway.
"Is there an actual reason for your visit, Jessica? I was in the middle of something very important until you interrupted me." Belle asked placing her cell phone on top of her desk.
Jessica's keen eyes immediately zeroed in on the electronic device, as expected.
Knowing all too well what her dear little cousin was about to do with the said device, Jessica resisted the strong urge to roll her eyes and bang her head against the nearest hard surface she could find. However, she simply took a deep relaxing breath and wisely decided to avoid that particular subject. For the moment, that is.
'Excellent. I came just in time to stop her from calling that no good bastard.' She thought gleefully, giving herself a good metaphorical pat on the shoulder for her perfect timing.
"If this 'important' thing you were doing was calling Jeffrey for the millionth time this week, then I'm not even sorry for walking in without knocking. In fact, I am doing you a great favor for stopping by. You're better off doing something much more productive and useful than waiting on that good-for-nothing swine." She stated nonchalantly whilst making her way towards her best friend.
Belle sighed, already feeling the upcoming headache coming closer with each click of her best friend's high heels.
"Anyway, moving on to actual important business," She quickly changed the subject before Belle could jump to defend her precious fiance from her 'unjustified and cruel' verbal lashings for God-knows which time by now.
Jessica inwardly rolled her eyes heavenward, while outwardly she stamped a happy look on her face.
"Guess what we'll be doing for the whole weekend?" She all but gushed at her best friend, a large silly grin taking over her entire face whilst taking a seat in front of the other woman's desk.
Belle studied her best friend's facial expression with a very critical eye. She knew that tone of voice a little too well and whatever scheme her crazy cousin had in stall for her was definitely not going to be something she'll enjoy at all.
Because Jessica's idea of fun and entertainment seldom matches Belle's idea of the same.
(People more often than not wonder how the two are capable of getting along so well given the difference in their personalities, outlooks on certain things in life and the like.)
"What are you up to, Jessica?" Belle asked, cautiously leaning away her friend as if she had a bomb on her person that was about to explode.
Jessica pouted at her, her big sapphire blue eyes resembling those of a small wounded puppy one might see on the street or underneath a bridge.
"Ahh, you didn't even guess." She whined loudly and continued to pout cutely at the other woman.
"To be completely honest with you, I'm a little afraid of even attempting it." Belle answered earnestly, already having more than enough experience with her friend's 'guessing game' thanks to all the previous ones in the past.
Jessica dropped her pout and rolled her eyes at the behavior of the beautiful brunette.
"You act as if I'm some kind of a psychopath that's about to kidnap you and make you do God-knows what, B." When the brunette remained quiet and kept looking at her like she was some kind of an alien sent on Earth to do some villainous deeds, she stuck her tongue at her friend and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Rude." She chided and looked away, clearly showing her displeasure with the brunette.
Belle sighed and got out of her seat, mentally shaking her head at the young woman's childish behavior.
"You know perfectly well that I love you more than anything, Jess. However, you have quite a tendency and an infamous streak of getting us into ridiculous situations that could have been easily avoided otherwise. Take our last monthly dinner at that restaurant, for example." Reaching her best friend, she wrapped her arms around the woman and placed a soft kiss in her golden blonde tresses.
"It wasn't my fault!" The blonde protested, looking up at the brunette with a glare.
Belle only raised her eyebrow at that response.
"She had it coming, Isabelle." Jessica stated in a matter of fact tone and pulled out of the other woman's embrace, "You gotta admit though, we had a boat load of fun that night. You even laughed for a good half hour when we got back to Lindsay's place." She pointed out.
"Yes, and I laughed only because we actually made it out of that restaurant in one piece and, miraculously, scandal-free that evening. It was more of a delayed shock reaction than anything else. Can you even imagine what would have happened if our grandfather found out about that little incident the next morning while reading the newspapers? We are extremely lucky that no one found out about it nor knows about it aside from the four of us." Belle added, giving her cousin a pointed look.
Jessica opened her mouth to protest, but soon closed it once she realized that her friend had a very good and valid point.
"Okay, maybe I overdid it back then. But, this is actually pretty tame in comparison. It's gonna be really really really fun, trust me." She assured her friend, a large grin beginning to spread on her face. She was already starting to feel giddy about the whole ordeal.
"Alright, I'll play along just this once." Belle stated, giving her cousin another pointed look and continued, "What will we be doing for the weekend, Jessica?" Belle schooled her facial expression into one of curiosity just to humor the blonde.
"WE'RE GOING CAMPING!" The blonde screeched like a banshee, jumping up and down in her seat in sheer glee, barely containing her happiness.
Belle laughed outright at the woman's excitement and went back to her desk, finishing her previous task of gathering all her belongings.
"I already talked to Lindsay and Taylor about it and they're both game. It's gonna be so awesome! We'll hit the road tomorrow morning. Bright and early!" She cried out, clapping her hands happily.
Belle smiled at the blonde, silently welcoming the small reprieve and promise of a good time.
(Hopefully, this trip won't turn out to be one of the blonde's crazy schemes again.)
Between work, extracurricular activities, various other obligations and her own wedding planning, Belle couldn't remember the last time she devoted one whole day just to herself.
"Well then, what are we waiting for?" Belle asked, getting up from her seat and placing her black Louis Vuitton handbag over her shoulder. "We have a camping trip to prepare for, do we not?" She laughed as the blonde quickly jumped out of her own seat and joined her by her side, linking their arms together while they made their way out of the large office.
"We are gonna have sooo much fun!" Jessica squealed as the brunette locked the wooden door.
"We're gonna build our very own campfire, eat marshmallows with lots of chocolate, tell scary ghost stories, watch cheesy old horror movies on Lindsay's laptop, listen to music, dance like crazy,..." She went on listing all the 'fun' activities as they walked towards the elevator.
Belle watched the blonde woman and laughed heartily at the way the blonde went from one topic to a completely different one in a span of 37.8 seconds without even stopping to take a breath.
"And exactly how does an exotic dancer fit in with our plans for the weekend? I thought we were going camping." Belle asked, waving politely at the kind old receptionist who was busy talking on the phone behind the front desk.
"We are. I just thought that we could spice things up a bit with a hot sweaty stripper." Jessica responded as they walked out of the hospital.
"Your idea of 'spicing things up' involves an exotic dancer? In the middle of the forest? Where the temperature drops below average at night?" Belle pointed out the flaws in her best friend's schemes.
Jessica's eyebrows furrowed, obviously forgetting to add that little complication into her scheme.
"Well, when you put it like that it sounds absolutely ridiculous. But think of it this way,..." Jessica began.
"There will be no exotic dancer or anything else of that sort on this trip, Jessica. It will just be the four of us, enjoying our weekend together whilst sipping some fine wine and eating some take out food from a restaurant as usual. Our weekend should be relaxing, not stressful. The last thing we need is rushing back here to admit a man with a mild to a serious case of hypothermia." Belle interrupted before the blonde could come up with some other irrational idea and looked through her handbag for her car keys.
"You're no fun, you know. A hot stripper could've really spiced things up. And, it would've been so much fun. Lord knows you are in desperate need of some de-stressing." Jessica pouted, unhappy with the loss of a good entertainment.
"I need peace and quiet to de-stress, not overly loud music and shouting. We can have a wonderful time all on our own." She paused to give her friend a reassuring smile, before resuming to look for her keys.
"Now, where in the name of God did I put those blasted car keys of mine?" She wondered out loud, lowering her handbag to look for them.
"See, about that..." Jessica's voice filled with uncertainty chimed in from beside her.
Belle stopped searching for her keys and looked up at the other woman, taking note of her nervous expression.
"I kinda...gave Lindsay your car keys, since the things we got for the trip were too big to fit in her car while you were making rounds to check on the patients." Jessica spared a look at the beautiful brunette, watching her reaction closely and waited for the explosion to occur in 3...2...1...
"Jessica!" Belle hissed through her clenched teeth.
...and there it was. Right on time too.
"Sorry." The blonde cried out.
"A little too late for apologies, wouldn't you agree? I would have given you the keys had you asked me first, Jessica. I thought we already had a long this discussion about this long ago." Belle gave the woman a stern look, feeling as if she was talking to a young teenager. Or a child, better yet!
"I sowwy." She pouted, pushing out her lower lip and pulling on her ears for added effect.
It took a few long and heavy minutes, but Belle's eyes softened up at the sight in the end.
Sighing deeply, Belle had to give her cousin some serious credit where it was due.
Even after all these years, that puppy dog pout and baby voice still pulled at her heartstrings like a violin.
"It's alright." She sighed almost in resignation and soon found herself in the midst of a bone-crushing hug.
"However, for future reference, please inform me first before you decide to 'borrow' something from me." She stated while trying to fight for air as the blonde was slowly starting to suffocate her with her 'love'.
"Ok. I pawmise." Jessica grinned from ear to ear, purposely adding the cat pun knowing perfectly well how much it annoyed her angelic little sister figure, while fighting the urge to burst out laughing at the flat look she was receiving from the woman in her embrace.
Belle sighed and opted to let that one slide (this time) in favour of getting home sooner.
Speaking of which...
"Can we go home now, please?" She asked in slight annoyance.
Jessica simply winked at her in response and pulled her in the opposite direction.
"Where are we going? Your parking space is in the other direction." Belle reminded, struggling slightly to keep up with the frighteningly cheery blonde.
'What on Earth is going on with her?' Belle wondered, not for the first time when her dear cousin is concerned, as the woman up front was practically skipping towards her desired location.
"Here we are! Hop in, cuz." She said, walking towards the driver's door, not even noticing that the brunette was no longer following her.
Belle's eyes widened slightly when Jessica stopped in front of a brand new metallic blue Aston Martin.
"This isn't your car, Jessica." Belle said, looking around them in case someone was around.
"Well...technically, it's my brother's car. But, since he needed mine for a couple of months, we traded." She explained, caressing the hood of the car in affection.
"Why would Jeremy even need your car for that long?" Belle couldn't help but wonder, trying to picture her oldest cousin driving a metallic grey BMW 2008 5 series car with purple glitter covering the entire steering wheel.
Hilarious as the image was, it's highly unlikely that he would ever need Jessica's car for anything. Especially, when he owns a far better one.
"I don't know and I certainly don't care. I got a sweet new ride!" Jessica cried out, opening the door to the driver's seat without using a key.
"You left the car unlocked like that all day long?" Belle deadpanned, barely stopping herself from gapping at the woman.
"Correction, Jeremy left it unlocked. I came in with Taylor in her car this morning. I only noticed this sweet baby with a note from my brother when I got back from our lunch break." She explained, looking quite proud that she wasn't the one who had made such a grand mistake and that it was still in the car park, untouched and unscathed.
"Now, are you getting in or what?" She asked, effortlessly snapping the woman's attention to her.
"I'll drive." Belle declared, striding over to the driver's seat.
"Why?" Jessica crossed her arms over her chest, absolutely refusing to budge from her spot.
"For two very simple reasons." Belle responded, raising her pointer finger for the first one, "Firstly, you took my car keys, so it's only fair I take yours. And secondly, I've seen you drive and I would like to live to see the next day." She stated the obvious and raised her hand, silently telling her to give her the keys.
"I'm not that bad of a driver!" She protested with a pout, stomping her high heeled foot on the pavement.
"Not including this car, you managed to single-handedly destroy five of your cars one after another just last year. How your BMW survived this long remains a mystery to us all. Need I bring up the little incident when you bought it?" Belle asked the blonde with a raised eyebrow.
Jessica rolled her eyes at the look she was getting from her cousin.
"You and my brother love to exaggerate. Stuff like that happens all the time." She frowned for a moment but consented in the end, giving the brunette the car keys.
"With you, it's most of the time. And we wouldn't be exaggerating had we not seen you drive straight through a building. That poor driving instructor of yours spent three whole months in rehabilitation after that ordeal." Belle reminded her best friend whilst buckling her seatbelt.
"Hey, I offered to recompensate him!" Jessica protested, buckling her own seatbelt as well.
"Which he rightly refused right after he learned that you would be the psychologist looking after him. After spending a little over two hours in a car with you, can you honestly blame the poor man?" Belle asked, turning on the ignition.
Jessica opened her mouth to counter, but closed it once she realized the brunette had a point.
"Still..." She mumbled, "I'm not a bad driver." She added weakly, looking away from the other woman.
"Of course not, sweetheart." Belle smiled and added when the other woman turned to look at her, "You're just not a very good one either." She joked.
"Rude." Jessica huffed in annoyance and looked away again.
Belle gave the woman a soft look and continued down the road, stopping at the red light.
Jessica not liking the silence, decided to turn on the radio.
"You're so hypnotizing,
"Could you be the devil,
"Could you be an angel,
"Your touch magnetizing,
"Feels like I am floating,
"Lives my body glowing..."
"Hey, it's my favorite song!" Jessica exclaimed enthusiastically and started singing along loudly, almost at the top of her lungs.
"You say that about every song you know." Belle quipped with a small giggle as the other woman started dancing to the music. Or at least tried to; her seatbelt restricted most of her 'moves'.
"Exactly. Any song worth knowing, or at least me remembering, is my favorite. It's only logical, after all." Jessica explained while still dancing around in her seat, bobbing her head to a certain beat.
Belle rolled her eyes at that logic and waited for the light to turn green.
Just as it did, two large black SUVs flew past them at an alarming speed. The tyres screeching against the concrete as it hurried down the street.
The SUVs were soon followed by four speeding motorbikes that were closing in on the two large vehicles. The combined roar of the motors created an unpleasant sound that caused the two women, along with other people in that area, to cover their ears.
Before they knew it, the bikers disappeared just as quickly as they appeared.
The two women sat in silence for a few moments, pondering on what they had just witnessed before glancing at each other.
"What do you think that was about?" Jessica broke the silence after a few seconds.
Belle was about to respond to her when a large white van, followed by a cherry red Porche, a large black Jeep and a very familiar BMW zoomed right by them, almost colliding with them as they all but flew down the street.
Belle was certain that they went high above the permitted speeding limit for this area.
"What the hell is their bloody problem?!" Jessica shouted in outrage, glaring at the vehicles that went in the same direction as the four motorbikes and the two SUVs.
"Wasn't that your car that passed us just now, Jessica?" Belle looked at her friend, wondering if she had caught the numbers off the license plate correctly.
"I don't know. I wasn't really paying much attention." Jessica shrugged her shoulders and turned off the radio as Belle looked at the traffic lights.
"I just hope that nothing too serious is going on and that no one gets hurt in the end." She said as the lights went from yellow to red.
"Do you think it's a police bust or something?" Jessica asked, fiddling with her seatbelt.
"I don't think so. I hadn't seen any police lights on any of the vehicles and we certainly didn't see any police cars driving passed us. Furthermore, I highly doubt any police officer worth his cap would drive like that. No matter how important their case is, they would still be a little considerate towards other drivers on the street."
"Tell me about it. They could've bloody killed us without even noticing! Some of them went right through a red light! They were driving so fast that they could've mowed the concrete right off the street!" Jessica growled, finally venting some of her frustration as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"I know. Hopefully, the traffic won't be as heavy as usual. I don't want to even think what would've happen just now had the street been full." Belle said as the light finally changed to green.
Reviving the engine, Belle started driving the car past the traffic light - only to get hit by a car that was driving down from the other street.
The women screamed as the impact rocked them up and down in their seats.
"SERIOUSLY, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH EVERYONE TONIGHT?! DON'T PEOPLE KNOW HOW TO FUCKING DRIVE?" Jessica shouted, having lost all the patience she had at that moment.
"Are you alright?" Belle frantically looked over her cousin for any sign of injury.
"I'm fine. But the bastard that bumped into us won't be when I'm through with him." She unbuckled her seatbelt with Isabelle following suit.
They got out of the car to inspect the damage done to it. Luckily, everything looked to be in order, except for the slight dent at the side.
Jessica's eyes narrowed into slits at the sight and turned her furious glare at the driver of a black Bugatti Chiron.
The man walking towards them looked to be around his early to mid forties. He was tall, well-built for his age and was dressed in a simple black T-shirt and dark green cargo pants. He was bald and cleanly shaved.
They couldn't precisely tell the exact color of his eyes, only that they were an interesting shade of blue from where they were standing.
What they could tell, though, is that the man before them meant serious business.
'Judging by the positioning of his arms, the manner in which he walks and the way he holds himself, this man must've had a very long military background.' Belle noted, mentally preparing herself for whatever the intimidating man was about to throw at them.
"Didn't anyone tell you girls not to loiter around the streets when you're driving? When the light turns green, you drive." The man asked with a stern face on, giving the two women a hard stare.
Belle narrowed her eyes at the man. She didn't like the way he was treating them. So, she fired her own remark before Jessica had the chance to do so.
"And didn't anyone tell you that when the light turns red, you stop and allow other people to pass by as is their right according to the law?" She nodded her head towards the traffic light that was a not even a meter away from them.
"The green light was for us, which means that it was red for you. Therefore, this whole incident is all your fault for not paying attention while you were driving." She finished, returning the look he gave them.
"For your information, the light was green, not red. You're the ones that came out of nowhere." He argued back.
Jessica made a sound of protest and was about to intervene when Belle stopped her.
"There's no point in arguing with him, Jess. There are street cameras around that will prove which side is telling the truth. I'll just call the proper authorities and we can have this whole ordeal settled right away." Belle stated as she made her way over to the car.
"There's no need for that. Here, this should help clean up the mess." Belle turned around to see the man taking something out of his wallet.
He walked over to her with a piece of paper and handed it over to her.
"This should cover for all the damages and all your troubles." With that he walked back to his car, stopping only to check something on his phone.
Belle took a look at the piece of paper and saw that it was a cheque. With a very large sum of money written on it.
Rage bubbled through her blood vessels at the sight.
He thought that throwing money in their faces was the solution to the problem? He could've killed them or some other poor unfortunate soul with his crazy driving!
"You can't just walk away like that!" Jessica called after him, stomping her foot on the ground in protest.
"Look, I gave you the money that should cover for all of the expenses needed for your car and with a little something extra for you." He said without looking at them.
"Yeah, we can tell." Jessica quipped, crossing her arms over her chest.
"This isn't about the money! It's about principles! Not to mention, the law. We are in as much of a hurry as you are. However, we know better than to leave the scene of an accident without calling the proper authorities and informing them of this. You cannot just walk away." Belle protested firmly, refusing to give in an inch.
"Lady, I know the authorities! I practically am one myself. And right now, I have far more important things to deal with than two raging women." He stated just as firmly as he opened the door to his car.
"Why you..." Jessica was about to let out some very colorful expletives, but the man stopped her before she could.
"Look, aside from the small dent, we're okay. And that's the most important thing. We are alive and unharmed." He said and checked his phone once again.
"Besides, I'm pretty sure your parents made sure that you're both insured to the hilt. So, this is practically nothing for you." He dismissed them, placing his phone in his pocket.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Belle gave the man a glare, not liking what he was insinuating one bit. And judging by the look on Jessica's face, she didn't appreciate the comment either.
Just because their family is well off doesn't mean that they'd gotten everything their hearts desired on a silver platter.
That might be the case with some families, but certainly not with theirs!
"It means that you're not missing out on the parental attention, if they are willing to buy you the ultimate 'I'm-daddy's-favorite-little-princess' car, sweetie." He said almost mockingly.
"As opposed to your mid-life crisis Batmobile." Belle hissed back, the 'daddy' part striking a painful cord in her heart.
She could feel Jessica's eyes on her at that moment. As much as she wanted to reassure her cousin that she was alright, she wasn't about to allow this man to get the last say in this.
"Tch," He scoffed at her remark, "You're daddy's little princess alright. Is this how you've been raised to treat your elders? I wouldn't be surprised otherwise. I'm sure your father would be very proud of you right now, cupcake." He got in his car and buckled his seatbelt.
Jessica gasped loudly at what the asshole had just said to her youngest cousin.
Meanwhile, Belle felt like she had just been slapped. Hard.
Her heart stopped beating for a few seconds before it started beating again, painfully. Tears formed behind her eyelids, yearning to burst out and flood her cheeks. However, she suppressed them and took a few deep calming breaths, trying to gather her bearings.
No matter what she thought about her father, she was not about to allow some rude stranger to bring him into this conversation just because he has some kind of disdain towards wealthy people or for whichever other reason he may have.
Nor was she about to allow herself to be seen crying in public like a small child.
No, she wasn't about to start bawling her eyes just because some jerk mentioned her father. Or her sperm donor. Because, that's exactly what her 'father' was to her.
The man that was supposed to be her hero and protector was nothing more than just some stranger that accidentally made her by a mere stroke of luck.
There are plenty of children in the world who grew up without a father. Some even without both parents, so her case wasn't anything special. There were far worse cases, after all.
So, with that thought in mind she finally responded.
"I wouldn't know what it feels like to be a 'daddy's little princess'. I've never had a 'daddy' to begin with!" She called out loudly as he drew off down the road.
She glared after him with all the bitterness in her heart, her soft dainty hands form tight fist as her whole body shook with unexpressed fury.
Jessica ran to her and enveloped her in the biggest and most comforting hug she could muster.
The blonde knew perfectly well how much the young brunette was hurting over that particular subject. And no matter how many times she tried to pretend that it wasn't bothering her, Jessica knew the pain that was eating away at Belle's heart would never cease to leave her breathe in peace.
They stood like that for a little while before Belle pulled out of the hug and moved towards the car.
"Belle," She called after the woman, but got no response.
"Honey, are you okay?" She asked softly, walking towards her.
Belle looked at her for a brief moment, her face composed in the perfect poker mask Jessica had ever seen, and nodded her head.
"I'm alright, Jessica. Now, come along. We have a trip to prepare for in the morning and I would very much like to rest after the long day I've just had." With that they got in and drove off into the night.
Thirty minutes later, Belle parked the expensive car in the car park of Jessica's building.
Sighing, she turned the engine off and gave Jessica the keys.
"Be sure to call me when you take the car to the mechanic. I will cover all of the expenses for it. You can do whatever you want with the cheque." She unbuckled her seatbelt and picked up her handbag from the backseat.
"Are you sure you don't want me to drive you home? It's really no trouble for me at all." Jessica tried once again to convince her cousin.
As much as she trusted her cousin and believed in her, she just didn't feel too comfortable leaving her all alone tonight.
It goes without saying how she feels about Belle roaming the streets late in the evening tired and upset as she was.
"You needn't worry about me, Jess. I will be alright. I promise that I will call you as soon as I lock the door of my apartment." Belle smiled softly at the blonde hoping it would ease her worry.
(Needless to say that it wasn't exactly working all too well.)
"I just need to be alone." She turned from the blonde and got out of the car.
"Belle, please..." Jessica tried to gain the brunette's attention one more time.
"Good night, Jessica. I'll see you in the morning. Sweet dreams." Belle closed the door and continued walking, soon finding herself already down the road. Now that she was alone with her thoughts, she couldn't stop the tear that had escaped from her eye.
Taking out her sunglasses from her bag, she quickly placed them on so that no one could see how much she was hurting on the inside.
The weekend came faster than anyone had expected.
A red Jeep was making its way towards the familiar route that led towards the forest many people visited during the weekends and holiday breaks.
The usual chatter that would always accompany these kinds of trips was brought to a halt as three pair of eyes occasionally observed the lone figure sitting in the back of the red vehicle.
Jessica sighed, already expecting the silent treatment from the young brunette. She knew from experience that when a touchy subject was brought up to the brunette, Belle would just withdraw within herself and think.
And for that she needed to be left alone and in peace.
So, if that's all she needed to do until the green-eyed beauty was ready to speak again, then Jessica is more than happy and willing to give that to her.
Her other two companions were notified about the change in plans the previous evening and they too were more than ready to leave the brunette to her own devices for the time being.
Still, that didn't mean that they wouldn't be checking up on her from time to time and offer her something to eat or drink on the way up.
Taylor, who was behind the wheel, glanced at one of her best friends once more through the rearview mirror.
She noticed that there was a small frown decorating the brunette's lovely face as she looked at the changing landscape out the window.
A frown began to form on her dark-skinned face as well from the sight.
She never liked feeling helpless when one of her loved ones needed her. And this situation with Belle was certainly picking at her motherly instincts.
She gripped the steering wheel a little too firmly as she imagined all kinds of hell she was going to unleash upon the old bastard once she got her hands on him.
"Does anyone want some cookie dough? Belle?" Lindsay, the sweetheart that she was, offered her heartbroken best friend some of the sweets first, hoping that she would accept it.
"No, thank you, Lindsay. I'm not hungry right now." Belle gave the sweet red-head a small smile not wanting to be impolite.
"Alright, I'll put them here in case you change your mind." The red-head smiled slightly and placed the bowl next to the brunette after offering the other two women as well.
"Thank you. All of you. For everything." Belle gave the women a soft smile, loving them all the more for giving her the solace she needed to process her thoughts.
Before Taylor could say something in response, Jessica cried out loudly.
"STOP THE CAR!" She screeched, her blue eyes zeroing on an unusual sight.
Taylor quickly hit the brakes, stopping the car in the middle of the road, the screeching of the tires startling the birds from the surrounding trees.
"What the hell is wrong with you, Blondie? Are you trying to give us a heart attack? This better not be another 'bathroom break'!" Taylor turned towards the said woman seated behind her, glaring at her as Lindsay placed a hand over her chest in hopes of calming the erratic beating of her heart.
"Is everything alright, Jessica?" Belle asked, noticing the serious look on her cousin's face.
"There's a body in those bushes!" She said in a serious tone as she unbuckled her seatbelt.
The doctor instinct immediately hit the other three women as they wasted no time in following after the blonde.
They reached the body in a matter of seconds, taking note of the poor man's state.
Belle having the most experience with victims like these, bent down to check and see if the man had a pulse.
"He's alive." She informed her friends, "However, he needs immediate medical attention." She added, noticing how far apart one pulse was from the next.
"Lindsay, there's a large medical kit in my trunk. Take it out and set it in the backseat. Taylor, Jessica, help me turn him around. We need to pick him up." She swiftly ordered, getting into her gear mode.
The women wasted no time in acting out on those orders and soon they had him neatly set in the backseat.
"Taylor, I need you to prepare me an IV. He's severely dehydrated. Lindsay, I need you to fetch me the breathing mask. Quickly, make haste. It seems that he has some difficulty breathing. Jessica, take the wheel and take us to the hospital right away. We need to help him." She pulled her long chocolate hair into a low ponytail and started checking for any external injuries while the other three scrambled to do their task.
"IV's prepared." Taylor stated as she held the bag in her hands.
Lindsay brought the breathing mask and placed it over the man's face as Belle placed the IV needle in his vein.
"I'll call Caroline and tell her what's going on." Lindsay said as she sat with the other two dark haired women in the back, while Jessica started the car.
Belle's mind was in overdrive as she mentally noted her new patient's condition and all the possible ways to treat him.
"Just out of curiosity, B." Taylor began, "Where on Earth did you get a fully equipped medical kit?" She couldn't help but asked.
When she opened the kit, it looked like someone neatly packed an entire hospital in there.
"My grandfather got a little too overprotective of my cousins and I. Especially, with the previous attempted attack on London from that terrorist organization. He made us promise that we would always carry our medical kits with us wherever we go." She explained, keeping her eyes on the patient.
"You're kidding me?" The woman raised a fine eyebrow at that, having a hard time believing in such a claim.
"No, she's not. Jeremy and I have the exact same kit in our cars too. As a matter of fact, it was his early birthday present to all of us." Jessica responded, driving as quickly as she could without causing a riot.
"I could hardly blame the man. He saved our lives that day." Lindsay said, worry creeping into every crevice of her body at the thought of how close everyone had been to dying that faithful day.
She often shivers at night because of that troubling thought.
Belle was about to add something to the conversation when the man suddenly groaned and moved one of his hands.
"Sir, can you hear me?" She asked as gently as possible so as to not startle the man.
The man only groaned again and briefly opened his eyes a bit.
"Sir?" Belle tried once again, trying to restrain the man from moving too much just in case he had sustained more serious injuries.
The man moved his head in the direction of her voice and looked right into her eyes through his half-open lids.
"Sir, we are taking you to a hospital. You will get all the medical attention and proper treatment there." When he looked as if he was about to say something, Belle softly stopped him in order to prevent him from overexerting himself.
"You will be alright, sir. I promise you, you are in good hands. Just hold on a little longer. We are almost there." She repeated the last part a few more times as she took hold of his hands.
The man nodded off into a comfortable sleep soon after that. The woman's beautiful green eyes being the last thing he saw before closing his eyes.
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