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The Job

Chapter 4:

Mallory pulled into the garage and parked her bike. She still had the jewel on her and it was bothering the hell out of her. It was fun when she was doing it but now it just felt plain wrong. Even though she and Duke planned to return it soon, the feeling made her a little sick to her stomach. This was the military girl in her coming out, the one that hated crime and crocks. Yet here she was pretending to be one to catch one and enjoying it.

"What a mess." She said to herself walked out of the garage. Duke still wasn't back yet and she was a bit worried about him. Not that she would admit that to his face. Mallory was so caught up in her thoughts she didn't see Wildwing watching her as he came around the corner, his eyes of his mask glowing red for a second. He stopped and stared at the tight black shiny suit she was wearing. It was sexy and man it looked good on her.

"Uh Mallory?"

She froze and turned her head to look at him over her shoulder. "Yeah?"

"What are you wearing?"

"A... surprise."

"A surprise? I hope this surprise is for me." He walked up to her now and inspected the suit. "If this is a surprise for me I take it your not mad at me anymore?" He asked while looking down at her body.

"I'm still a little pissed but that doesn't mean that I can't surprise my man does it?" Mallory walked forward and pressed her body into his making Wildwing shallow. He was on the verge of drooling. He ran his hands along her body and held her to him.

"Of course not. Let's go to my room." They made their way back to Wildwing's room. Mallory wanted panic knowing that she had the jewel in her pouch and if Wildwing found it... well who knows what he would do. He could band her to the benches or pull the plug on her and Duke's work.

Wildwing pulled her eagerly into his room and closed the door behind him. Ready to ravish his prize. She would need to keep him distracted until he fell asleep.

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Duke finally made it back to the pond and went straight to his room. He was exhausted and just wanted to sleep. Now that he knew where Falcone was hiding there was no safe house for him.

Falcone knew that Mallory was one of the Mighty Ducks, his teammate. To get Falcone to agree to working with her, he would need to do something that made him think that Mallory was truly in this for real and that she and Duke weren't completely trusting of each other. He had to make Falcone think that he would sell her out and vise verse.

An idea popped into his head. He would set it up so that he was giving away vital information on Mallory (Limited and what he wanted him to see, of course) and then make sure that Mallory saw the exchange. Her reaction and anger would be real and enough to convince Falcone that they really are willing to back stab each other. However explaining that to Mallory later would not be easy, she might actually pull a gun on him.

Well whatever she did he would deal with it. After all the positives in doing this outweighed the negatives. Duke laid back on his bed thinking about the red headed duck and the show she put on tonight for Falcone.

Falcone was practically drooling all over her, it annoyed him but it also was good, it would make the rat more agreeable to working with Mallory.

Closing his eyes Duke drifted to sleep without even realizing it.

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Mallory opened her eyes and peaked behind her at her sleeping captain. Getting up Mallory grabbed her clothes off of the floor and dressed quickly. Making sure she still had the gem she left the room as quietly as possible, glancing back at the sleeping Wildwing to make sure she didn't disturb him. He was still in the same position with his eyes closed, sleeping contently. Walking out and closing the door behind her she didn't see him open his eyes and stare at the door she had just left.

"What are you up to Mallory?"

Sitting up Wildwing put on his mask and tracked down his lover. She was back in her room. Going into her pouch she pulled out a large gem and placed it in her safe. Watching her carefully he made sure to take note of the code she put in to lock and unlock it. Once she was done she left her room and started making her way back to his room. Pulling the mask off he placed it back in it's spot and laid back in his original position, making it look like he had never waken up.

Mallory walked quietly into his room. Not making a sound. She undressed and climbed back into bed with him. Carefully placing herself back in his arms the way she was before and closed her eyes. She fell asleep quickly not realizing that Wildwing was still awake.

As she drifted to sleep he opened his eyes and looked down at his beautiful red headed lover. Wildwing wasn't a fool. He knew that outfit she was wearing wasn't for him, she had just come back from some kind of job that she chose not to inform him of. He knew she was on her way back in so he made it look like he just happened to be walking in her direction. He had scanned her person the moment he saw her, before she even noticed that he was there. The large gem in her pouch was obvious. What was she up to? She never used to keep anything from him and it saddened him that she did now. Didn't she trust him anymore? Was this all of Duke's influence? Most likely but why would she follow Duke like this without letting him know? He wasn't quite sure he wanted to know the answer to that.

Leaning forward he kissed her eyes and then her beak gently, wrapping his arms around her tightly. He didn't want to lose her. It would kill him, so he would make plans of his own.