Hey everyone! So I pretty much have read all the Loser fan fics on here and felt the need to contribute so here I go! This is my 1st fan fic on here what can I say I LOVE to read them but am very lazy when it came to actually posting one. (yey for a new years resolution to keep!) and yeah so tell me what ya think. oh oh before I forget I don't own the Losers any of them notta zip zilch not a one. (not saying I don't wish Jensen was right here with me watching me type this that would be good times XD) I'm excited to start this adventure with every one and hope I can give every one a good story! *happy reading* :D
The motel was cheap and that was putting it nicely, if you wanted to you could pay by the hour if you only needed it for that long. Various noises were coming from the different rooms some were beds squeaking, whips cracking, half hearted moans from a call girl or the sounds of a man getting very lucky.
"Yes yes yes" he was yelling to what seemed like the heavens. "Oh my god where did you learn that?" Sweat was starting to bead off the young hackers face. "Faster faster oh yes right there that is the spot!" His breathing became heaver and quicker. "Yes ohhhhh yeah" his feet started to shake with excitement he was close and he knew it. " Come on baby almost there faster faster faster OH MY GOD YES!
"JENSEN!" The door to the motel room flew open and a bright white flash illuminated the pitch black room. Just for a second you can make out various pop bottles, fast food containers, dirty clothes piles, knives, guns, and other supplies. Jensen also in this flash of light was caught with the hand in the cookie jar look wide eyed and jaw dropped.
"Oh man they say a picture is worth a thousand words but this one is just priceless" there was giggle in the now again pitch black room.
"POOCH! What fuck man!" The room light turned on to reveal pooch standing in the door way with a camera in his hand and Jensen sitting behind a desk with his lap top open .
"Colonel wants to know the status of OPERATION FEED US." Jensen just stared at him elbows on the table chin resting on his hands.
"The Pooch is hungry man the Pooch needs to be fed." He started to rub his stomach to further his point but stopped when he saw Jensen sitting in his chair. "Jay" He scratched his head. "I know I've asked this before but why do you." He was interrupted by Jensen from behind his computer.
"I'm gonna stop you right there starving Pooch. If you have asked it before then I will give you the same answer I always give." He stood revealing he was wearing only his boxers that happen to have the batman symbol on them.
"I like to be comfortable when I hack it's an intimate time with Hilde and I make no excuses." He smiled as he brought a case from the floor on to the table.
"Right?…. I forgot you actually named your computer " He walked into the room and started looking around. "Ahh Jensen I'm gonna say this as a friend cause I find myself concerned with" pooch found some pants and threw them at him "Please put these on now."
Jensen caught them and put them on "you're concerned about?"
Pooch found a chair and sat on it. The back of it faced him so he could lean his arms on it. "You have been with a girl before right?" upon asking the question and not wanting to piss off or offend Jensen Pooch immediately tried to reword it and stumbled on his words. "I mean anyone not just a girl could be a ... ahhh something that's not electronic?... human?"
Jensen laughed out loud "Pooch! I'm not a virgin dude or well yeah a gentlemen like my self does not kiss and tell!" he started to unplug cords from his computer and put them in the case that was on the table. "It has been awhile I'll admit this but hey my girl just banked us 20 grand and making you not starving Pooch anymore" he picked up his laptop and before he placed in the case gave it a quick kiss. "So name me a chick that can make us 20 grand without it being traced and also put into a private account that only me and in about 14 min Clay will also have access to... hummm can ya do that starving Pooch can ya?...can ya?"
Pooch put his head on top of his hands and looked down at the ugly stripper red shag carpet. He let out a sigh. "You are missing the point to this conversation entirely."
"I didn't think you could name anyone." He closed the case and put it on the floor. "Don't feel bad Pooch hell if I can name anyone?" He paused for a bit staring at the wall in front of him thinking to him self "well maybe thats not entirely true." but quickly shrugged it off and grabbed his jacket that was hanging off the back of the chair. "Let me know when your "lady" can do even 1/3 of what Hilde can do and then we can continue this conversation." He made his way to the door. "Besides am I really in the greatest position right now to be dating someone?" He put his hand out to the open motel door pretending it was person "Hi my name's Jensen I currently am dead and have probably one of the scariest mother fuckers in world trying to kill me AGAIN! want to get a coffee and I'll tell ya all about it." He stood there waiting for the door to respond. "See the ladies tend to not respond to you when you tell them that someone is trying to murder your ass! It's a 1st date thing I have heard it several times now and"
"Jensen shut up! That is not what I meant. Stop being so dramatic god damnit!" Pooch stood up and walked over to the door "Go and tell Clay we have money so he can buy food and I don't have punch you in the face."
He shoved Jensen out the door "Nice talk" he said as it slammed shut behind him. "Geesh staving Pooch sure is cranky when he's starving." He turned and started to make his way to Clay's room to tell him of yet another successful hack. He rounded the corner of the building and was about to knock on Clay's door when he paused. He took in a deep breath and felt it consume him, something he had not felt in a while, like a smoker who quit but then gets a puff blown in his face even if he didn't ask for it.
"That smell?" Trying to find its origin he turned and found Aisha right behind him. "SHIT!" he exclaimed.
Aisha smirked "Scare you did I?"
Jensen now slightly embarrassed he let Aisha sneak up on him tried to switch the subject. "Do you smell that?"
Aisha smelled the air "smell what scaredy cat?'
"I wasn't scared I was just caught off guard!" Still sniffing the air around him he smelled Aisha's shoulder "I think it's you." he sniffed again "what are you wearing?"
Aisha was fuming at the fact that Jensen was smelling her shoulder and if it had been any one else they would be very close to 6 feet under right now. "Are you trying to get shot again Jensen?" She exclaimed and angrily shoved past him to enter Clay's room leaving him leaning against the wall next to the door.
"Sorry" he said as the door slammed shut next to him. "Jesus tap dancing Christ am I gonna get reamed when she tells Clay." He slumped to floor taking his glasses off rubbing his eyes and squeezing the bridge of his nose with one hand trying to ward off an oncoming headache. "Come on Jensen focus!" Talking to ground like it was listening. "It's not like I make a fucking habit of going around and smelling chicks in the hallways of sleazy ass motels." He thought to himself. It's not my fault ,you just smelled like someone I knew. He put his head against the wall let out a sigh.
Just when I think I'm finally over you.
He closed his eyes now trying to put a face to the familiar sent.
Ok so that's the 1st chapter tell me what ya think and i'll have the 2nd one up just as soon as my Beta girl is done with it, BUT it is already written so no worries there. Don't forget to tell me what ya think :D