So continuing on, Han has come to an agreement with Moses, let's see how this works out for Natalia :)
As dad climbed in first I stopped to look at Han.
"At least you got your plane back." I offered weakly then inclined my head to the stairs. "Get in."
"Just because I didn't kill you in Moscow does not mean you are safe to order me around." He warned me and I arched an eyebrow at him then smirked.
"Just get on the plane twinkle toes." He shot me a dark look before climbing the steps. The moment he tore back the curtains to walk into the passenger section, both Victoria and Marvin had guns aimed at him. I stepped in front of Marvin's gun and pushed it down. "He's with us now." I told him. "So please don't shoot him."
"He's a contract killer, Nat, you think he won't try and kill us once this is all over?" I shrugged at Marvin, reaching into a cupboard to get out the medical kit and some ice from the little kitchen area.
"Maybe. I don't know but for now, we need every hand we can get." Heading back out front I tapped dad's shoulder. "Come on, let's have a look at you." I glanced to Han as he sat down with a glass of whiskey, sighing softly.
"Kill Bailey, secure the weapon. How hard can it be?" I laughed.
"With us, nothing is ever easy." As dad groaned in pain I helped him pull off his jacket then lift his shirt to look at the cut. "Do you ever learn? How many times have I told you? When someone comes at you with a knife, you bloody well get out the way." Dad chuckled.
"Taught you too well. Didn't I baby?"
"No kidding. Come on, where else you hurt?" I helped him clean up a little before leaving the kit with him and headed into the kitchen again. I found a cloth, wet it with cold water then wrung out the excess before heading back. I approached Han then sat down on the chair next to him. "Let me see your head."
"It's fine." He brushed off but I gave him a stern look. Victoria chuckled.
"When she gives you that look, it means you are going to let her help whether you like it or not." Han arched an eyebrow at me but my face did not change.
"She'll knock you out if you don't let her." Dad warned so Han slowly nodded his head then shifted a little closer. I gently and carefully wiped away as much of the blood as I could to look at the injury. I tried to make it hurt as little as I could, turning down his collar to reach the rest of the blood before taking his chin and turning his face up to the light. I sighed.
"You boys need to learn to fight fair." I muttered, reaching out to wipe away the blood from his mouth. "You've bitten your lip, genius." I sighed then reached across for an ice pack. "Keep that on your head. You hurt anywhere else?" He shook his head but his eyes had never left me all the way through my assessment. "Even I can tell you're lying." I told him but did not press. Standing I stretched then flinched, yelping quietly as my hand darted to my side.
"Baby?" Dad instantly looked over to me but I shrugged.
"I'm good." I took a couple of steps back then turned, taking off my jacket to roll up my shirt to look at my side. It looked like an ugly pallet of colours. The bruises must have been from the several fights I had been in recently, building up until I had this intricately interesting assortment of colours. "Man that hurts." I murmured to myself, turning to get another icepack from the table but before I realised he was behind me, I had turned into Han's chest. "Sorry." I mumbled but his eyes dropped to the bruising on my side. He lifted a hand and pressed a freezing cold pack against the bruises, taking one of my hands to hold it against it before moving off past me. "Um…thanks?" That was a little weird but okay. I sat down as I felt the plane begin to take off, sighing as I relaxed into the comfortable leather chair.
Reaching out I picked up Han's drink and drained it, swishing it around my mouth before swallowing. The cold helped reduce the swelling on my side so I was able to relax as Victoria set up her equipment to get some blueprints to the Iranian embassy. Han came back out after a few minutes and I cracked open an eye, arching an eyebrow.
He had taken off his jacket and shirt so was now only in a vest top. His arms were nicely toned with muscle so I quickly looked away before I began to drool. "Baby you hungry?" Dad called to me as he put out some food on the table.
"Uh huh." I murmured then pulled myself up to grab something to eat. I chose a sandwich and a bottle of water, not actually bothering to find out what was in the sandwich until I had bit into it. At least it was only chicken.
"How's your head?" I shrugged.
"Still intact." Dad glanced to Sarah then shifted closer to me.
"Any light headedness?" I opened my eyes, pausing to think about lying but decided against it.
"Just a little." I shot a look at Han. "He hits pretty hard."
"So do you." He retorted easily so I smiled a little, rolling my eyes.
"You want some painkillers?" I shook my head, shifting in my seat to get a little more comfortable.
"Honestly dad, don't worry. I'm fine." Taking a long swig of my bottle I felt something warm drip down the back of my neck. Frowning I reached back, rubbing my neck then looked at my hand, stiffening when I saw the blood. Quickly I hid it away then got up, ignoring the spinning sensation I got form the rise of the plane as we gained altitude.
Stumbling from side to side a little I headed for the bathroom, tearing the curtain back behind me to dive through the door, whimpering as I lifted up my braid and tried to find where the source of blood was coming from. Cursing quietly I tore the band out of my braid and let my hair fall free, the soft waves framing my face as I parted it, trying to find the cut so I could clean it.
"A little higher." I spun around, staring at Han who leaned against the door calmly, watching me.
"Damn don't do that." I shot at him, dropping my hair. "You can't go sneaking up on people like that." He inclined his head towards me.
"The cut is two inches from the base of your skull." Blinking in confusion I reached up with one hand and felt out the rough place he had given. When I touched the cut, I yelped quietly and instantly tore my hand back. With a silent curse I reached for a flannel and wet it in warm water before beginning to clean it.
"Adrenaline can be such a bitch." I muttered under my breath as I gently swabbed the blood away then clean the cloth again. Looking at Han through the mirror I arched an eyebrow. "So what's the deal with you? Pissed off at the world because of something my dad did?"
"Maybe. What's your deal?" I paused to throw him a questioning look before continuing the clean-up. "Moses raise you to take after him?" I sighed, looking down into the sink where the clear water was now a murky red.
"Once." I shrugged. "But when I started getting into fights all the time, he decided he didn't want me in so much danger. Couldn't face losing me too." Looking up at him I lifted my chin slightly and narrowed my eyes. "If you think I'm ever going to let you hurt my dad again, then you're dumber than one of those plastic high school girls high on weed." Han arched an eyebrow, still leaning against the doorframe.
"What makes you think you could stop me."
"I've thrown in a few good hits at you, haven't I?" I smirked then tapped my brow. "You should remember." His eyes narrowed darkly.
"I am not the one who can't walk straight." Spinning around I placed my hands on my hips, taking a threatening step towards him. He smirked, seemingly glad he had succeeded in agitating me.
"Watch it punk or I'll throw you out the hatch." He jerked forwards but I refrained from backing off, meeting his eyes evenly.
"Sure you will." Damn I hated the fact that his voice sounded so sexy whilst insulting me, it was totally unfair. "What makes you think I'd let you even get close?"
"You are now." I smirked at him, looking down to his chest then back again. He breathed in deeply as if to try and control his temper. "Why'd you follow anyway?"
"Moses looked ready to come running in with a full medic team." He answered simply, his voice husky as I realised we were actually only a few inches away from one another. "So I came to make sure you were alright." This was a little surprising, if I wasn't wrong then I could actually see genuine concern in his eyes. How sweet, actually.
"You know, if you weren't this contract killer trying to kill my dad, I think I would actually like you." I punched his shoulder slowly and gently, just to be sure he didn't think I was attacking him. "You're alright." Turning away I lifting my hair and ran my fingers through the mess, trying to tame it down as I drained the water then cleaned the flannel.
When I looked back up Han was still there. For a while we just simply watched one another, not really knowing what to say. I coughed uncomfortably then looked away. "I…I guess I should…thank you for what you did back in Moscow." He frowned slightly. "Those Russians?" He relaxed his expression slightly then nodded. "But you're still a jerk for threatening to kill me. Even if you didn't." I paused, turning around as I dried my hands on a towel. "Why didn't you just shoot?"
"Why didn't you?" He had me there. I wasn't too sure, to be honest. There was something about him that I felt kind of…drawn to. As it were.
"That's not fair, I asked first." As I turned around his hands were suddenly gripping the sink either side of me and he leaned closer to my face, making me lean away in surprise.
"I'm asking now." Blinking I missed the fact that he had actually said something, I was too focused on his mouth.
"Huh?" He smirked at me so I shook my head to awaken my thoughts. "You are such a jerk, you know that?" He gave a little shrug but did not pull away. I shifted slightly, eyes flickering across his face before I could focus on his eyes. "You want to let me go before my dad comes in here and assumes the worse?"
"Moses doesn't scare me." I chuckled then grabbed his wrist, twisting underneath him to pin him against the wall.
"Is that so?" Letting him go I retreated to the door, tilting my head challengingly at him as he turned slowly around. "How about we go have a little chat with him now?"
"You're impossible."
"You're still a jerk." When he growled a little shudder ran down my spine so I decided it was time to get out of there. "Well, I'll leave you to your business." I smirked then slammed the door shut between us before striding back to the others.
Haha, great fun to write these two, I'll admit. Please R+R for me, thanks for reading!