Sorry for the wait, but hopefully this long chapter will make it better. Things are starting to come together I hope for you. Enjoy!
As the ambulance pulled into the hospital the paramedics pulled the gurney into the emergency entrance with Officer Smith closely behind. As they rolled her into the screening room the doctors asked the officer to wait outside. The emergency team quickly assessed the wounds and began cleaning and stitching the supposed wardens face. Once cleaned the nurse took the patients vitals and went to give a sedative into the IV. As she was about to prick the needle in, Aoife quickly grabbed her hand and said no drugs please. The nurse simply nodded and walked out. Aoife quickly got up and looked around the room. Being in the emergency side there were no windows, and no way to grab clothes somewhere without tipping off the officer outside.
Nothing fazed Aoife McCorrigan though. Her father may have been the pride of the brass, but she was the queen of the underground and this was simple child's play. She pulled the monitor wire on her neighbors arm awaiting the minor alarm, knowing they would assume it was a simple nudge from turning that pulled it out. As Aoife laid her neighbor on her side with the needle gently poking out she then went to her bed quickly. The nurse cam in to speak softly to the patient sticking the IV back in. As she was soothing the patient and allowing better comfort for them Aoife grabbed the nurse abruptly with her pillowcase wrapping it around her neck. Immediately knocking her ankle so that she fell to the ground choking for her life. Aoife wore a noticeable snarl of glee on her face as she saw her neighbors eyes open wide like the sun on an early morning sunrise. She saw that they couldn't speak as they had a tracheotomy mainly by the bandages, gauze, lack of speech, and amount of IVs. Again child's play for Aoife, she could notice so many things in a matter of seconds. It came with her life of crime and moreover her phenomenal government lover that showed her secrets no criminal should know.
As she finally killed the nurse she switched outfits yet again as she did with the warden before. However, this nurse was a shorthaired blond and that proved tricky. She shoved the blond in her bed with her back turned away. Aoife then went to the neighbor and knocked them out with a forehead punch. She shoved her long dark beautiful raven hair under the tiny cap that was completely useless for hiding anything. She quickly ran out of the room when the guard swiftly grabbed her wrist. Aoife dared not turn considering she had a couple stitches on each cheek, yet she knew not to pull back with any force to associate harm.
"Ma'am, is she going to be okay?"
"She had a tracheotomy, but should heal just fine sir, I don't like to be touched being a medical professional. I mean its contaminating." Aoife said with a hint of snarl.
"Oh, right ma'am, I am so very sorry. Accept my apologies please." The poor rookie was so lost in the thought he didn't even register the answer that clearly had nothing to do with the warden.
"But of course young man. Enjoy your night." Aoife said as she briskly walked towards the elevator way from the officer, and towards her freedom.
Aoife ran outside looking for any way out of there quickly when she saw an opportunity. A man trying to get his wife in the emergency room as she was pregnant. Not caring that he haphazardly parked in the emergency room parking spot. She simply slid in and drove away knowing that he wouldn't notice for at least an hour. She drove to the train station rubbing her fingerprints off of everything she could. She blew a few men in the lobby for train money and headed to D.C.
"My little girl. My beautiful baby girl. You mother fucker if it was you I swear I will do everything in my power to destroy you!"
One year later.
"So laur, what's up lil' lady? How's things?" Hale asked brightly.
"Well, I don't know. Hale do you have any new news on my father's workings? I know he reassigned you, but I also know you have a first hand understanding of what is happening. I would hate to lose what we have been working on for the past few years to your reassignment."
Laur, chill lady. Look all is well in the Lauren takes down evil Dad plan alright? You know I am here for you and your bro. You are my people. Look nothing has changed and all of the nests we developed and funded are there, but there has been new aspects to all this and I suggest you lay low for a bit ok."
"Lay low? Fuck you lay low! This has been years in the making Hale! Why the fuck would I lay low now?"
"Laur, just trust me this is not something to keep going right now. Some other shit came about and I just wouldn't lie to you ok. Trust me Laur this needs to end now!"
"Forget that Hale! There is no end! No fucking end ever for me don't you understand?" Lauren was breathing heavily and shaking in her hands she was so visibly upset. Tears started filling in her eyes.
"I think about them everyday you know." Lauren said shakily as tears started pouring down her cheeks.
"There isn't a day that goes by that I don't miss them both. Will was not just my brother, but he was my best friend. He was my everything. And mom, she was my rock. She was all the strength I ever needed to get through anything. I was just a skinny, lanky, nerd my entire life, but they helped me see that I was someone special. All I ever needed was to go home after being picked on or shoved around and I knew they would make me laugh until I couldn't breathe. I feel so alone without them now. I can't even think straight sometimes, because the pain is so bad I feel like I can't breathe. I feel like I'm drowning in my sorrow so fucking much, that the only time I don't feel that is when I am one step closer to pulling the blinds away on my father and who he really is underneath that uniform he hides behind. He has destroyed countless lives and I am going to put an end to the misery he creates. One way or another."
Hale leaned over and grabbed Lauren in an embrace. He held her as she cried letting her get it all out. He rubbed her back up and down and kept repeating it's going to be ok. If it were to ever be ok, he didn't know. The pain this poor woman is experiencing most people don't recover from. As much as he wants to be there and help her he can't help but think what if she's right and she does find proof of her father's corruption? What if he goes to jail for treason and is killed? Will that actually be the cure for her sad broken heart? Hale just didn't think that would be the case. No, Lauren needed to find some semblance of her humanity again. Allow herself to feel something other than sorrow or vengeance.
Lauren pulled away and cleaned her face off a bit. Finding a tissue in the glove compartment to clean her eyes and blow her nose. "I'm sorry Hale. It seems I do this around you a lot."
"Its ok Lauren, I really do understand. If your father is into corruption the ruses we have set up all over will flush him out eventually. I know for a fact he has interest as my next assignment is to gather intelligence on one of the outfits soon. We just received word from your father and will be leaving next week. I don't know how long we will be gone, but it ties in with what I have been doing before, so I am curious as to what peaked his interests. It seems, extortion, drugs, and the illegal arms race has him definitely interested."
"Wow Hale that is fantastic news! I can't believe it. How did this tie up with another case you are on? I don't understand." Lauren was noticeably happier at this news and was outright beaming.
"Honestly Laur, I don't know. I have to figure that out myself. See where the connection is and figure out a pattern. "
"Hale, I know you are busy with my dad, but there is a woman I was hoping you could tell me about."
"Oh! Really now?" Hale had a shit-eating grin on his face and Lauren immediately started blushing. Before all of the tragedies in her life it was well known that Lauren preferred the company of women. She had girlfriends after high school, not many but she was definitely a lady-killer. After her brother passed she left her long time girlfriend and had been single for many years after.
Lauren punched Hale playfully in the arm and giggled. "Anyway Hale, she is working for my dad somehow and I need to know about her. Is she good or bad, what is she doing for him? I have her file on her background, but I don't know what business she has with my dad."
"I'll see what I can do. What's her name?"
"Her name is Isabeau McCorrigan, but she goes by the name of Bo."
All Hale could say was, "Shit!"
Camelot Showbar
Aoife was sitting at her desk drinking whiskey. Yes, it may have only been one in the afternoon, but she was pretty sure she just saw her daughter. Her presumed dead daughter she has been searching all over this city for a year. Trying to find a body, remains, anything. She knew that Bo couldn't of dies. How is it that Bo would know she was dying that day and sold her car and house? It just didn't add up. Her gravesite was just an empty box with a headstone next to her father. She dug up the grave hoping for something, but it was just an empty casket.
Aoife sat with her feet on the edge of her mahogany desk. With her Gucci shows dangling on her toes. Blowing smoke from her cigarette up into the fan. Waiting, she hated waiting, but she had no choice. She sent her men to follow those girls and to sit and wait until they came back with concrete information on them. She sat in her dimly lit office, blinds down, and small lamp on her desk on giving minimal light. She just wanted to sit and drink until they came. If she finds out her daughter is alive she will not hesitate to get her and run off with her to anywhere. Leave this god-forsaken city at last and be the family she wished they could have been. Never make a deal with the devil, as you will always get burned, she thought.
Nothing is going to keep her from reuniting with her daughter this time. She left her all those years ago when her father was killed and the only way for her to have a good life was if Aoife signed away hers. Then this! Someone fakes her death, and she's running around in disguises. It has to be him. She just feels it in her heart.
"Lachlan, you mother fucker. You hurt my baby and I will wear your balls for fucking earrings." She threw her bottle of whiskey across the room shattering it. Screaming at the top of her lungs.
Crackshack
"Ugh! I think my head is exploding over and over and over again. Is there a cure for World War III?" Kenzi said as she walked into the kitchen looking worse than any zombie from one of the horror movies she is always watching.
"Morning sunshine, about time you woke up." Bo said over the paper giggling at her noticeably hung over friend.
"You are evil."Kenzi pointed her finger at Bo squinting through her eyes as she could barely keep them open in the lit kitchen.
"Here Kenz. I made some coffee and sloppy joe's for you," Dyson said with a huge grin knowing grease and coffee was Kenzi's favorite thing after a night of heavy drinking.
"I love you!" Kenzi ran to the sloppy joe's and started shoving them in her mouth getting it everywhere. Gulping down her coffee at the same time. By the time she was done her coffee mug, face, and shirt were covered in sloppy joe juice.
"They don't call them sloppy joe's for nothing. Dyson said snickering.
Vex walked into the kitchen and about fell over. "My god woman! Who's brains did you eat last night?" And to that everyone laughed. Times like this Bo really enjoyed. It made her feel like everyone was close and familial, that there was no impending threat or deaths about to happen. Just hanging out laughing, eating, and drinking.
Vex was an interesting addition to their mix. His heritage is Welsh, but he moved to London when he was a small boy with this family. He was always into getting trouble. He loved pushing boundaries with anyone he met, he generally would make deals with people and then stab them in their back, the riskier and more dangerous things were the more he loved them. He flunked out of school, was arrested many times over and was just a general menace to society.
His father was a factory worker as was his oldest brother. He had two younger brothers and a sister, as well as their mother to finish out the family. An accident at the factory took the lives of his father and older brother. This left the family destitute as the mother took care of the children and the father was the sole breadwinner for them. The family looked to Vex for help, but he was to busy partying, stealing, fighting, and fucking to give a shit. The youngest of the boys left ended up getting the flu and the family couldn't afford a doctor. He passed away at the age of 12 from fluid taking over his lungs, and the mother became extremely depressed from losing so many within a year. Vex finally came home one night to his mother drunk cursing him for not helping the family and being the cause of the little boys death. They fought and screamed and cried, before his mother pulled out a gun and shot him and then herself in the head.
Vex awoke in the hospital the next day as she only hit his shoulder. Next to him was his remaining siblings crying their eyes out. He was so saddened by all the tragedy in their lives and that he didn't even care enough to help them. Once he was released he looked for work and helped them go to school. He had changed everything about his life so that they could have a better one. Years had gone by and they were going to the school for the brother's graduation. Although Vex had cleaned up his life his past would always remain to haunt him. He had arrived with his sister and they were standing having their photo taken proudly with their brother who graduated. As they were posing a car drove by screaming, "Vex you fucking wanker!" before opening fire on the group.
Again Vex found himself waking up in a hospital full of bullet holes, but this time there was no one sitting next to his bed waiting for him to wake up. He rang for the nurse to help him remember what happened and how long he had been there. He had lost a lot of blood and had been in a coma for three weeks. The bullet punctured his lung, stomach, ruptured his spleen, but all other vitals were fine. When he asked about his family they said the boy was shot in the head and died instantly, and that his sister is in a coma as well. She had significant brain damage and would never be the same again even if she did ever wake up. She was a vegetable now. Vex started to cry, wondering why on earth out of everyone was he the one to survive. He felt responsible for all of their deaths and sat and cried and cried for days in his hospital bed.
Once he was released he tried to join the secret service, but he didn't have an education. He tried to join the army, but he still needed to complete at least secondary education. Feeling defeated in his hometown Vex called his aunt as a last resort. She lived in Georgia in the US and she said she would help all she could. Vex earned a GED in the US and once he received his green card he joined the US military as a weapons specialist. Once inside the US military he used his clearance to start hunting down his sibling's killers. He received surveillance from the school on the attackers car. He remembered that car well as he spent many nights drunk and high racing around town robbing stores in it.
Killian Murphy was the owner of that car, and although it seemed to be one of his many cousins that pulled the trigger Vex knew for certain it would have been Killian making the call. Vex had double crossed Killian a few times and robbed him blind in their last meeting. Although he may of deserved to be shot his siblings did not. Vex took leave and went to England to find Killian's hideout. Thankfully they hadn't changed it since he was last around and he waited for the right moment to go in.
It was an abandoned run down building in the middle of nowhere. Nothing around for miles, which is best when you need a place to count money and kill people. The over all area was just a forgotten place on the south side of London. Killian not only worked but lived there, he liked the piece and quiet of the area, as it almost felt like the countryside to him. Vex waited until the AM, as the boys normally left drunk, high, or happy then after a night of fun. Killian always had guards around the clock, but nothing Vex couldn't take care of.
He easily surpassed the outside guards with his silencer. Sneaking in through a window on the end of the warehouse. He knew it would drop him in a storeroom that no one would be guarding inside. He snuck through and peeped out the door and saw the other guards watching a football match on TV still drinking from the night before. One was passed out while the other three were making bets and cheering. Vex shot them all quickly in the back of their heads while he made his way towards Killian's room. From the sounds that were coming from the room it seemed as though Killian found himself some more fun of the female variety…or several varieties to help him sleep later. Vex kicked open the door to a very surprised Killian who was chained to the bed with three females working him.
"Get out. NOW!" Vex screamed as he stepped closer to Killian while the girls all ran out of the room.
"Well, well, looks like we still like to have a go with the whips and chains bit aye Killian?"
"Fuck you Vex, you should of died you piece of shit. You deserve to fucking rot in hell and die for the shit you've done to me." He spat at Vex who came right up to his face and shoved his barrel down his throat making him choke.
"You're right Killian I do deserve to die, and I should of. Instead you killed two kids that just so happened to be my only family. Now I'm going to make you pay for it." With that Vex pulled out knives and razor blades and set them on the nightstand next to the bed.
"I'm going to enjoy this. Who's the wanker now asshole."
Vex began to torture Killian slicing of pieces of flesh little by little. Cutting into major areas of his body extracting pieces of organs. He castrated him. Pulled out his intestines, and started cutting of hi feet when he finally died from blood loss. Vex never gagged him because he wanted to hear him scream until the very end. After he killed Killian he went to the hospital where his sister had been and asked them to pull the plug on her. He sat there waiting for her heart to end and he sat and wept for hours waiting for the police to pick him up. Since Vex was an active duty US military he was extradited to the US to await his trial not just in England but also the US. Bo chose him to be apart of her team, when he only had one week before his execution. That is the third time he had survived death.
Later in Bo's room…
"So Bo, what are you going to do? I mean you can't keep going out with Lachlan's daughter like it's a regular thing to do, but you have to find out what she knows."
Bo sighed, "I know Kenz, but I have to be careful. I don't know what she is thinking I am involved with and she seems so volatile ya know. She is so hell bent on hating her father its scary."
"Scary like Night of the Living Dead scary or scary like early years Angelina Jolie scary, cause there's a serious difference ya know."
Bo laughed punching Kenzi in the arm, "definitely the Angelina Jolie scary. Jesus Kenzi where do you come up with this stuff."
"We can't all be super incredibly awesome like moi, but its ok, since we're besties you get a pass."
"Thanks Kenz I'll be sure to keep that pass close to my heart. Lauren told me to find her, how am I going to find her? I want to talk to her now."
Just then Hale burst into the room scaring the crap out of them both as they jumped off the bed grabbing the closest gun they could find.
"Jesus Hale, what the eff man," Kenzi said as she was clutching her chest as if she was having a heart attack.
"I don't know what the hell you think you're doing Bo but you better not hurt her."
"Say what now." Bo was totally shocked, what is Hale getting at?
"Why is Lauren asking about you Bo, and why is she asking about you in a way that seems a bit more than friendly? Answer me!"
"Duuuuude!" Is all that was heard in the room from Kenzi. Hale was noticeably pissed and Bo was white as a ghost.
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