REMEDY

Chapter 3 by Justkillingtimewhileiwait ( follow her on tumblr justkillingtimewhileiwait )

Chapter 3

She opened the doors and a wave of stale air hit her. She had to fight from choking on it. The cloud of smoke danced in the dull light. This was exactly the kind of place she'd spent her adult life trying to avoid. The kind of place her mother preferred to spend drunken nights hitting on men and hoping someone would buy her drinks all night, pass her something to get high on and take her home with them.

It was ironic now, the effort Erin was putting into looking like she too had spent years drinking and hitting on men who would only use her, when she'd fought so hard to stay out of this life. But she needed to blend in, look the part or she'd never get close to them. Thankfully she'd had years to watch her mother work. With the right combo of dark make up and revealing cloths she was able to look like the desperate drunk druggie her mother had become through years of hard partying.

Erin pushed the though of her mother away. She scanned the room and found who she was looking for at the bar, same spot he'd been the night before. She took a deep breath numbed her emotions and headed in his direction. They were running out of time and if they were going to intercept this crew she was going to have to make this happen tonight.

She'd almost done it last night until Boy Scout had walked in. He was six feet of confidence and muscle and she'd got caught up in his deep blue eyes imagining what they would look like if she were staring up into them from underneath him. His strong hands playing up and down the sides of his body.

Erin shook her head. Fuck Lindsay, get it together. She was sure Boy Scout was a cop, he'd stuck out like a sore thumb in this seedy spot, but she couldn't figure out why he was here. She'd had Voight check and no other unit had anything running on this location or its regulars. She just hoped he didn't show again. If she was made, she was dead. And so was their plan. She couldn't let that happen. Too many people had worked too hard for too long to make this happen. She saddled up on the stool next to her mark and ordered herself a drink.

"Couldn't resist me huh?" He drawled, his intoxication slurring his words. She sucked in a breath and turned to face him giving him her best sexy smile.

"Couldn't get you out of my head last night."

"Really? Cuz you left me hanging girl. You think I'm gonna give you another shot?"

This is what Erin had been afraid of. When she'd seen the boy scout she's panicked and suggested they take the party somewhere else, he was horny as hell and Erin had counted on that to get them out of there quickly. But half way down the back hallway he'd pushed her up against the wall and stuck is tongue down her throat, grinding himself against her. She was surprised and nauseated. Panic over took her and she'd mumbled some lame excuse about how tonight wasn't a good night and got the hell out of there.

You'd think she was a rookie. She was pissed she'd let some guy, hot as he was, throw her off her game like that. Voight would toss her out on her ass in a heartbeat if he knew. Now she'd have to do some fancy dancing to get back in Mr. Horny's good graces if she had a shot at him taking her home so she could get the info she needed.

Her plan was to get him drunk and high enough to spill some Intel. They were so close but the details of when the shipment was coming in eluded them. It was a big score, the biggest Chicago had seen. It was a game changer for them and they had to get to it before it reached the streets.

Erin slid a bit closer to her mark. "Oh I think you will," she said laying her hand on his arm. She stared up at him. Fake desire in her eyes. He licked his lips in response to her heated signals and moved his hand to run the full length of her thigh.

"No running away this time. And you'll have to pay for last night." He said pointedly. "I don't enjoy being made a fool of."

"Of course" she shrugged back. "But no dark and dingy hallways. I'm a lady and a lady deserves something a little more classy."

His booming laugh filled the bar. "You? A lady? Fuck woman that's the best line I've heard in a long time." Erin removed her hand from his arm and crossed her arms across her chest, pouting.

"You want some of this least you can do is give a girl a warm bed. Besides, you'll need the room to collect your payment."

"Oh I'll be collecting alright," his gaze was hair raising. He eyed her up and down, undressing her as he went. Erin fought the discussed shutter that threatened to erupt.

She tilted her head to the side and smiled again. "You like what you see don't you? We could go have a party of our own."

"Mmmm I think that's a good idea" he agreed, abruptly standing and grabbing her gruffly by the arm. His grip was too tight and caught Erin by surprise. "But no way will I be giving you a chance to run off tonight."

"Take your hands off her." A deep voice demanded from over Erin's right shoulder. It surprised both her and Mr. Horny. Erin turned to look at who was budding into her mission. She was no damsel and this was one asshole she didn't want rescuing from. Much to her dismay there stood the Boy Scout, clad in a tight Tshirt and low hung jeans. He looked every bit as hot as she remembered.

"Fuck off pretty boy this one is mine." Mr Horny boomed, tightening his grip on Erin. Pain shot through her arm but she schooled her face and focused her annoyance on her would be saviour. "This is a party for two honey, you're not invited. But maybe next time we can negotiate a threesome," she said too sweetly.

She watched as his face contorted in disgust and anger. "No fucking way are you going home with this asshole!"

"Who the hell are you? Who is this asshole?" Her mark demanded of her.

"Nobody baby. I've never seen him before. Let's just leave." Erin's voice sounded sickening sweet to her ears and she used her free hand to caress his chest up and down, pressing herself against him. Mr Horny smiled creepily at her.

"Time to go,"he announced. And he turned to leave dragging her by the arm.

But her Boy Scout stepped into his path. "I said take your hands off her."

"Or what? What are you gonna do about it chump?"

"I'll remove them for you." The two stood toe to toe staring each other down. Erin started to panic. This couldn't be happening. If she didn't leave with this guy now no way would she get another chance.

"Baby lets just go. Come on baby," she said honey dripping from her voice. "Take me home. He's not worth your time." Erin tugged on his arm but he wouldn't budge. The staring match continued. Erin's temper flared. He was going to blow the whole deal. No fucking way. No fucking way was she going to go back to Voight and tell him she's lost their shot at getting their hands on this shipment.

Erin pulled back slightly and swung her leg making contact with the Boy Scout's shin. Surprise and pain creased his face as he buckled to grab his leg. He swore and grunted. Erin ceased the opportunity to tug her mark away.

Come on baby this loser isn't worth it. Let's go party." He looked at her and snarled.

"Fuck this you're more trouble than you're worth." he said, releasing his hold on her and turning to leave. Erin quickly jumped in his path.

"No baby it's fine, he's nobody. Come on. I know what you need. You know I can give you whatever you want."

"Go to hell bitch." He boomed at her. Before she could register it, his hand came up across his chest and he swung, back handing her across the face. She lost her balance and fell back. Her head made contact with the edge of the bar. Pain encompassed her. The last thing she remembered, as the world went dark, was that Voight was gonna kill her.