I do not own Die Hard and if the creators found this fic I'm pretty sure they'd single handedly fly down here and kick my ass
After introductions were made, Penelope entered the van with them and they began to move to the loading dock. Penny could feel the leer of a few of the men and sat as straight as possible. A radio crackled with white noise then a voice call over the channel, "We're in." an American voice reported.
The van jerked and shook as it crashed into the loading port, and the back opened. "Here we go." One of the men said in German and they strode out of the truck and into the building through what looked like a giant garage. "Penny, You're handy with computers am I right?" Hans asked.
"I most certainly am," she confirmed proudly,
"Then be a dear, go to the front desk and assist Theo and Karl with the locks." He pointed her down the hall, "don't miss me too much." Her pumps clicked down the hall as she strolled down the tile hall. To the front deck where a rather beefy man in a black suit with long blonde hair stole an ID tag off the dead body of the door man.
"Vous est Theo?" she asked in French, he tilted is head slightly, "You are Theo?" she repeated in English. The man shook his head and pointed to a black guy in thick glasses and a white knitted sweater tapping at a computer. "Ah Merci." She nodded and briskly strode into the tiny office. "Theo I presume?" she stood over him. He looked up and grinned, "You presume correctly."
"Penelope Sinclair." She held out her hand, "a pleasure." Theo kissed her knuckles and she scoffed. "Hans sent me to assist with the locks" she informed him. "Oh, " Theo let her hand drop. "You're Hans's girl." He nodded.
"I am not His Girl" she protested, "Are you sure, cause he talks about you, like… a lot." He returned to the computer, "Can you unplug the red Green and Gold wires for me?" he asked. "Just because Hans talks about me it does not mean we are an item." Penelope informed him getting on her knees pulled out ever Gold, Red, and Green wire in site.
"Just out of curiosity, what has he said?" she popped her head out from under the desk as Theo began to destroy series of large computers along the wall, "All good things, All good things." He assured her as a shower of sparks rained from the walls. "let's go." He grabbed his large back bag.
One of the men from the truck was dressed as the door man and quickly too his place and stuffed the body under the desk as Penny and Theo exited the booth.
Hans tossed the key card to the fake door man. "Everything's ready." Theo informed Hans. "Good work, let's go round up the hostages." They began down the main hall. "Oh and Penny, since people saw you at the party, I need you to act like a hostage is that clear?" She nodded, "That shouldn't be too hard." She shrugged.
"So, how have you been?" she asked, "Let's see, I was ejected from West German Volksfrei movement, A Few bank Heists, Money laundering, the usual." He listed casually, "How about you?"
"Let's see I still live in France, just outside Paris, I'm still wanted in the Majority of Europe, that's about it, It's just been me and Charlie." Their steps echoed through the empty hall. Hans seemed to stop for a moment then kept up his stride.
"Who's Charlie?" he asked, Penny realized he thought she was talking about a boyfriend and decided to mess with him, "I live with him," She said offhandedly. "What's he like?" Hans interrogated.
"Uh, Blackish Brown Hair, Beefy, very protective, Quiet type…." She tortured Hans viciously, "Well I'm hope you two are very happy together." Hans said stiffly,
"I'm sure I will be, as long as he doesn't chew the furniture." Penny said casually, not even looking at him.
"I beg your pardon?" Hans actually did stop this time, and Penelope burst out Laughing, Even Theo was holding back chuckles ahead of them. "Hans, Charlie is my Doberman." Penny steadied herself on the wall. "That wasn't very nice." Hans scolded her for making him look foolish. "I'm not very nice." She snickered, "the Elevator is just ahead, it will take up us to the party."
Penny pulled out a compact and some black and purple eyeshadow, "What are you doing?" Theo asked as the entered the elevator, "You really want me to look like a hostage?" she asked and snapped shut the compact, "I have to look like you hurt me." She touched up her eye and grinned at the instant, and very realistic bruise she was now sporting on her cheek.
"We don't want them thinking you're soft, now do we?" she pocketed the makeup and set herself to making her clothes looked ruffled. "Have you done this before?" Theo asked incredulously. "Let's just say a few Cops in Denmark are still in probation for roughing up a suspect in custody and said suspect was acquitted by a very sympathetic jury."
Hans grinned , "Didn't I tell you she was brilliant." He bragged as Penny beamed proudly.
The elevator stopped and the rest of the man boarded the lift. "Jesus Christ Almighty Hans, What did you do to her?" one of the men with short blonde Hair and glasses squinted at the impressive looking bruise the stained Penny's cheek bone.
"Why do you always suspect me?" Hans said mischievously, "its just makeup Tony," Theo informed him, "She's going to be our, Quote un quote, Hostage." Some of them hummed with understanding as they were lifted floor by floor up to the ongoing Christmas Party. "You and Karl have cut the phone lines?" Hans asked Tony
"Yes."
"Good"
They finally stopped and the men, armed with machine guns, eased out of the elevator. Hans grinned when he eyed the crowd of unsuspecting party goers who chatted and drank merrily.
Total chaos erupted as the men fired off their guns with deafening rattled and the people flew into an unruly Panic. If she wasn't supposed to act like a hostage, Penny would have giggled madly.
The twelve men rounded up every person they could find and imprisoned them in the middle of the room. When Penelope eyed a woman with her dress half and a man besides her zipping up his pants she couldn't help but chuckle. "Must have been some party." She muttered and subtly pointed them out.
"Shh, you're supposed to be scared for your life, in fact." Hans called Karl over to their side. "Penelope is going to be our Hostage" he stressed the word and used air quotations, "Be sure they know it." Karl nodded and roughly grabbed Penny's arm in a grip that would likely cause a real bruise.
"Ow!" she hissed, "Sorry." Karl muttered and lessened his vice like hold. Hans approached the manic crowd and closed his black note book. "Ladies and Gentlemen." He called in a loud but yet somehow hushed voice. "Ladies and Gentlemen."
All eyes rest on him, waiting for him to speak once more. "Due to the Nakatomi Corporation's legacy of Greed around the globe, they about to get a lesson on the real use of Power, you." He eyed all of them, "Will be witnesses." He turned to Penelope who looked extremely shaken and afraid, "and be sure, that if any of you tries anything, tried to "be a hero." He pulled out a pistol and pressed it to Penny's temple. "She will die"
Playing her part, Penny flinched and tried to wiggle out of Karl's grasp. Hans nodded to him and Karl swung at her face, barely grazing her cheek. But to the rest of the crowd the slap looked and sounded very real when Penny fell to the floor with what looked like a fresh bruise on her cheek. People gasped and muttered as Hans turned back to them with a satisfied smirk.
"Now," he began to walk down the marble steps, "Where is ?"
