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Before they could even reach the front door, someone outside had opened fire. Happy pulled Ashley to the side and with that move they ended up face to face on the floor. "You're crushing me," Ashey whined trying to wiggle her way out from Happy's firm grasp.

"Your lucky knife trick probably won't help us right now, so stay put. I mean it!" Happy said releasing her. He knew for sure, that there was no way he could let that girl take a bullet while she was on his watch.

"Hey, where's the idiot that works here?" Ash spoke out. As Happy scanned the room it was empty, minus the two of them. Thinking back at the half an hour they had spent in that place he did remember that the nervous guy had looked more than afraid of him and while Ashley was dealing with the paperwork he had taken a call that ended with 'yes, right now'. Could he have really been giving someone intel about their whereabouts? Was he a Mayan snitch? If so then shit was about to go down. He flipped out his phone and called Clay. "We're under a hit at the bike rental, I'm guessing Mayans.. yeah she's in one piece… you think they know who she is… Oh yes I will."

"It's bad, they are all two hours away, but he'll try to find us some backup," Happy started.

"Really, you want to sit here on top of a fucking ticking timebomb and wait for backup?" Ashley said with questioning look.

"Can't exactly run out guns blazing. Brains before bullets, girl."

That made no sense to Ash. She had been in worse situations than this. Basing on the bullet sounds there were about ten guys outside. Yes, it would have been an uphill battle, but still not a mission impossible. Being sitting ducks was only bending odds in favor of their enemies. "Well you can stay here and wait, but I'm hoping you are not that stupid. Anyways I'm going," she finally decided. It was stupid to wait for someone Clay may or may not be able to send, neither were there any point in waiting for the cops to arrive, they would be long dead before that happened.

"Going where exactly? Get down," Happy growled at her. "It's not like they're going to let you dance your way out to the car or something."

"Who said I was going to take a car," she smiled looking at the black and red bike Hap had previously been eyeing.

"Fine, but you're so not going anywhere alone." They carefully made their way to the bike. Lucky for them it actually had fuel inside. Ash wanted to ride, but after suggesting that she got a look from Hap, that said that he would rather go out on foot than on the back of a bike steered by some chick.

"You do know we're going to exit through the side window, right," he said before breaking it with a gunshot. "So hold on tight." With that said they burst out on the street and firing at the bikers outside they got quite a good head start before they could hear the roar of the gang of Harleys coming after them.

Still they couldn't really drop the tail and there was no point in going back to the empty club house. Finally when they were out of sight for a few minutes Happy stopped the bike in front of a small house. Throwing her the keys he yelled, "Get inside, and stay there, I'll go get rid of them."

"But.. " Ash started, but Hap practically pushed her off the bike. "GO"

Ashley got inside. After seeing a whole lot of nothing she finally spotted a picture sitting on top of a small fireplace. It was a picture of Happy and some older women. "Wow, he doesn't even smile for pictures, what a waste of name," she thought looking at the photo.

Way too soon she heard a bike park in front of the house. No way Happy could have gotten rid of the tail that fast. She peaked outside and as she had feared, it was a guy wearing Mayan cut. "Fuck," she muttered pulling out her gun. She got behind a wall and waited.

Happy was driving as fast as that he could. Glancing behind he could still see the clan of bikes coming his way. But apparently dropping off Ash had been unnoticed. No way would they have still been after him, if they knew she was not on the back of his bike. Clay was pretty sure Mayans had figured out her family relations and thought she was an easy prey.

Ashley heard someone quietly open the door. Great, she still hadn't gotten on with the hype of locking doors. "Yeah, why make it hard for someone trying to kill you to enter the house," she wondered with irony. But before the guy could even see her standing there with a smug look, Ash pulled the trigger, hitting him to the stomach. For some reason she wasn't all that great at shooting. Knives, swords, even strangling and shooting arrows, all those things were like children's play to her, but guns she just wasn't that good at. Still she kicked his gun out of his hands before he could even raise it properly, and shot him for the second time. This time succeeding at hitting the mark she was aiming- his heart.

Ashley still didn't have a phone that really worked in the states so she started looking around for something that might be capable of communicating with the world. As Ash was going through a desk drawer, she heard someone trying to break through the front door she now had had the sense to lock. "Can't they just give it a rest," she muttered to herself, raising her gun.

The door flew open just as she took the shot, only to discover Happy falling down because of it.