"Chloe! Are you done yet?" I heard John yell from down stairs.

"Nearly" I shouted back. Today we were going to check out the movements of the armoured trucks and the security.

I was rushing around our bedroom getting dressed into my skinny black jeans, white tank top and a black fashionable blazer and for shoe's my black vans. I just finished doing my make up and left my hair down. I more or less ran down the stairs.

"Ok, I'm done" I say throwing my phone into my bag then looking up at John, who was wearing a suite. He always wore them and always looked incredibly sexy.

"Done staring yet?" he chuckled. I blushed slightly, then smirked.

"Nope. Wanna turn around?" I ask, he chuckles again knowing I want to check out his butt, who can blame me? It's very nice.

"Let's head out" he says putting an arm around my waist and leading me out of the house.

Let's get started.

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"All right, gang. Good to go. Easy money, baby. Same as before." Ghost say's nodding towards the two armoured trucks. We were all currently sitting in G Land Rover. G and Ghost were up front while John, me and Jake were in the back. "All the cash is in the front truck. Second truck's totally empty. Just an escort. Two men up front, two men in the back."

"Pump action 12-gauge" John says looking over at their weapons which I'm doing as well.

"And .40 caliber Glocks. Maybe 9mm." I state looking over the rest of them.

"They may have upgraded their communication by now, but the same standard bulletproof windows." Ghost says looking over the armoured truck.

"They ain't gonna know what hit them." G said looking out the window.

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"What's up?" A.J say's as we walk into the room of the guy who's meant to have the C4.

"'Sup." The guy said back "You two alone?" he looks us over, trying to spot anything strange.

"Like I said on the phone." A.J says as we both get patted down by a man who was also in the room.

"They're clean." He nods to Paulie.

The door opens and another guy walks in "No one." I'm guessing they checked the car.

"You Paulie?" I say.

"Like the sign says. So, you're the ones who wants some C-4?" Paulie replies.

"Like I said on the phone." A.J says again "I know, the street's gone dry. Someone bought up a big pile of it."

"That what brings you to me?" he says as he leans back into his chair.

"Smart man." I nod to him.

"Yeah. So, let me see your category one permit."

"Permit? Thought this was supposed to be simple." A.J says a little confused. He's not they only one, since when did they need a permit?

"It is. You got a permit." Paulie says crossing his hands over.

A.J pulled out a wad of cash and put it on the desk "My category one."

"Yeah, it is simple. See, we take your money, and you don't get shit." Paulie spits at us and I see out of the corner of my eye one of the guys behind us pull out a baseball bat. Shit.

I turned around as he swung it at A.J and kicked him in the stomach knocking him back a few step's, he was a pretty big guy. I sore A.J start fighting one of the guys too.

The big guy came at me swinging the bat, I just managed to duck out of the way kicking him in the stomach again. I let out a yelp when out of nowhere I feel a kick into my side with so much force sending me to the floor and winding me lightly. A.J ran into the room, obviously hearing me and charging at the two guys.

I stand up punching the guy in the face who had kicked me.

"Shit" I shouted as he punched me in the face, I could feel blood coming out of my now split lip. I ran over to the desk and pick up the first thing I could get my hands on, which turned out the be a keyboard and swung it at him as hard as I could, hitting him around the head and sending him to the floor. I dropped what was left of the keyboard and wiped the blood off my lip.

I heard a loud snap coming from the back room and immediately thought of A.J, I ran into the room to see A.J had hit a guy with the baseball bat, breaking it. He ran past me and grabbed Paulie by the collar and started punching the shit out of him.

I just stood there, trying to get my breath back, watching my older brother punch him repeatedly in the face.

The door of the place opened, John and Ghost came running in.

"Hey, whoa! Hey. Come on." John says pulling A.J off Paulie.

The guy I knocked down with the keyboard tries to sit up but only to be hit in the face with the butt of Ghost's gun £Move, I put three holes in your head like a bowling ball, big boy."

"Should've kept it simple, huh?" A.J spoke to Paulie as he pulled his money out of Paulie's pocket.

"Thought you might need some backup." Ghost says looking at the two of us.

"Backup?" I say still feeling the adrenaline rush.

"Looked like you two was getting your asses kicked." Ghost says smirking.

"Man, I told you guys to wait in the car" A.J says walking to get his hat.

"You two had it under control, huh?" the smirk never left Ghost's face.

"Yeah, we did, actually." A.J says then looks at me, seeing my split lip. "you ok?"

"I've had worse" is all I say and look over to john who is looking down at Paulie with his gun out.

"Where's the C-4?" John shout at him

"It's in the shed." Paulie stutter's.

"Speak English! Where's the C-4?" John shouts again.

"It's in the shed!" Paulie also stutter's again. "Back in the shed!"

"In the shed? - It's in the shed?" John shouts again.

"Back in the shed." Paulie shouts back at him obviously scared.

John stands up putting his gun back into the waist line of his trousers and looks over to us an casually says "It's in the shed." I couldn't help but chuckle, then immediately regretting it when my lips stretched and started bleeding again.

John look's over at me and his eye's settle on my busted lip.

And the only way to explain the look in his eyes it.

Pure rage.

Oops.

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We got home after going to the shed and getting the C4. After John saw my lip he nearly killed the guy for doing it. I was they only one that managed to get him off, by jumping onto his back.

I was now currently in the bathroom with John, who insisted cleaning my lip for me.

He wiped the blood off and got out an antiseptic wipe and went to wipe my lip with it but I pulled my head back avoiding it. Those things fucking hurt when you wipe a cut with it and there is no way that's happening.

"Chloe let me clean it" John says pulling my chin towards him.

"Nope. Not happening" I move away again. Jon chuckles at my behaviour, this has happened a few times.

"Please" he says softly. I sighed, I just couldn't say no when he uses that tone.

"fine" I say miserably. John chuckles and wipes my lip with it, I flinched away from it. "ouch, fuck"

"It's done" John replies cleaning up the bathroom and throws stuff away. I walked into the bedroom and changing into Johns t-shirt and undies. Then I flop into bed and wait for john to come to bed, after about 10 minutes later he walks into the room strips clothes and climes into bed.

I rolled over onto my side putting my head onto his chest, my arm lazily over his stomach and my legs over his waist. John wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed my forehead.

"love you" I whisper kissing his chest.

"love you too" he whispers kissing my forehead again, and we both drift off to sleep.

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As promised!