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10: Reunion
With a sigh Flo looked around the small confines of the lift she had currently stepped into with her captor, her stomach churning awfully, her feet where stinging and her head was a buzz with worry over thoughts of what was going to happen.
"You don't have to keep hold of me," She mumbled, shuffling back as more people filed into the small space.
Barney looked down at her when she spoke, a brow raising from behind his aviator shades at both her words and her rather defeated tone. His hidden eyes remained on her and in his silence and lack of removal of his hand on her upper arm, she turned to him, her own sunglasses over her eyes still and what he could see of her face seemed very blank.
"I can hardly run any where," she shook her head lightly, keeping her tone down.
"Like you wouldn't try," The mercenary simply stated back, his tone calm and voice low.
With each floor that past, the lift slowly emptied till it left a very dishevelled and nervously twitching Flo, the muscular mercenary and a little old lady, slightly hunched in her age with white permed hair, large glasses that looked like they hadn't been changed since the 80's and a handbag bigger than her 's fingers curled into the wide brim of her sun hat, clenching it tighter, the coarse, stiff fabric it was made from making a scrunching sound. Her hand clutching her heels grew clammy as she constantly shifted the position of the shoes, till one slipped from her shifting fingers, the wedge heeled shoe hitting the floor of the lift with a loud thud, causing Flo to wince and the elderly lady to jump and turn slowly her movements looking slightly shaky. Flo cringed behind her glasses as she caught sight of Barney slowly turning to look at her, in the corner of her eye, but she refused to move, leaving the little old lady to look from her, to her shoe, back to her before finally peering at the muscular three of them in the lift seemed to pause the old lady watching Barney curiously, who was watching Flo, who pursed her lips before finally turning to the man next to her, her head twitching down as she looked at the hand still clutching her arm before her face rose to meet his and although most of her face was hidden by her sun glasses, the moment her brows shot up from behind them, it signalled at a questioning look and with a raise of a single brow Barney released his hold on her arm slowly."Thank you!" she clipped quietly in a tight tone before lowering into an elegant crouch to retrieve her shoe before standing back up strait as the lift slowed to a stop with a chirped ping before the doors slid again her upper arm was gripped as she was steered out of the lift after the old lady and turned off down the right"What are you going to do now?" Flo questioned as they stopped out side one of the hotel rooms. "Beat me?" She snipped rather testily and quite loudly causing Barney to turn to look down at her, his brows tugging down towards his shades in a frown before lifting his head the slightest as he looked back towards the lift they had just come from.
With a mild curiosity at what he was looking at, as she couldn't be sure where his eyes actually were behind the dark shades, Flo also looked back down the hall only to spot the little old lady paused at one of the doors, obviously her own room, keys in hand with the most shocked and outraged frown on her face, no doubt from having herd Flo's rather loud accusation, and the elder lady did nothing to hide the disgusted look aimed at the mercenary.
With nothing more uttered within the corridor Barney simply knocked on the door Flo and himself where stood at, both still looking towards the elderly lady as another awkward round of stares where shared. The little old lady remained speechless and bolted to the spot with the same outraged and disgusted look on her face, while Flo managed to keep her rather caught out, deer like stare hidden thanks to her sunglasses, her widened eyes watching the elder woman from behind the shades while the mercenary regarded the other woman with a well controlled calm.
The moment the door opened they where both in the hotel room with in seconds, even though Flo had to be guided in firmly with a controlled shove and instantly her whole body language changed, like a cat being dumped in front of a pack of dogs, she went rigid and defensive, digging her heels in to stop the approach towards the group of men and backing up into the man that had brought her here, her eyes where wide and alert from behind her glasses and ears prickled to any sound.
When she couldn't back any further or force the man behind her back she stilled, swallowing tickly and waited with bated breath.
"See you caught her then," the familiar Brit spoke, leaning against the back of the sofa with his arms crossed.
"What gave it away?" Barney shot back with a sarcastic cock of his head as he urged the woman on an extra step before releasing her arm and continuing further into the large room.
"Don't be a sarcastic bastard!" Lee chuckled in good humour. "So what took you?" he then questioned as Barney pulled the aviator shades from his face and glanced over his shoulder to peer at the dark haired woman.
"Ran into the same problem you did," he simply stated.
"What problem was that?" another spoke as he stepped up next to Flo from where he had been at the door to let them into the hotel room and as Flo glanced up at the tall, blonde, muscle tower of a man scowling down at her, her heart seized, blood running cold as she wheezed in a short fearful breath.
"She is the problem," Christmas scoffed with a roll of his eyes.
"Least she's unarmed this time," another man stepped up, his broad arms crossed and bright Hawaii shirt looking almost out of place, but the moment Flo spotted him advance the blood drained from her face, they where the two that had broken into the little holiday let.
"Gunnar, Toll," Barney spoke up calmly before nodding over to the dark haired woman and with the simple motioned both men had straitened up and started to advance closer.
"I am armed!" She shot defensively with a burst of panic, looking between the men as they both paused, the remainder of the group looking over. "I know how to use these, I swear to god!" she held her heeled shoes out, regulating the direction she pointed them in, between the two men.
"Nothings going to happen," Christmas groaned from across the room.
"Yeah! Right! You stick me in the care of two people I have no doubt dislike me because I hit them with a frying pan, I just don't feel too comfortable with that!" Flo sniped back shakily.
"Alright, who hasn't been hit with a frying pan?" Barney spoke up calmly, his strong arms crossed over his chest as he looked around his men. Gunnar's scowl deepened at the woman which in turned caused her to point her shoes towards him in warning while Toll look towards the ground leader with a shrug, Barney then turned to Christmas who opened his mouth to speak before realisation dawned on his face and he stayed quite, looking back to Barney with a lift of one shoulder and of course Barney knew he'd been hit for sure.
"Oh, that would be me!" Hale rose a large hand into the air, looking around the group from where he sat having not been paying full attention.
Flo glanced over to the dark skinned man as he stood, tall and muscular like the rest of the group but holding the most terrifyingly massive gun she'd ever seen in her life.
"What bloody tank did you rip that off!" she exclaimed shrilly, suddenly much preferring one of the frying pan victims that currently, very much disliked her.
"Oh! You like?" the man gave a wide grin with an attractive white toothed smile as he glanced down at his big gun before looking back to her with a suggestive wiggle of his brows as he shifted the weapon into a ready fire pose to show it off.
With another thick swallow Flo dared to question quietly, "Where is my friend?" she eyed the group suspiciously and when no answer came she panicked, her lips then parted in a sharp in take of breath as the adrenalin build up, her hidden eyes darting to look towards the door as Barney straitened his stance as he caught sight of the tiny twitch of movement as her head turned the slightest towards the door and back.
In a quite stand off Flo's eyes where brought to Barney's as dread pooled in her stomach at the alert and ready look in his eyes and that's all it took to send her sprinting.
It was a sudden burst of movement and noise as the men moved for her, she'd only cleared two steps before Gunnar swept an arm around her and pulled her back with a shriek while Toll got a face full of the hat the woman had thrown at him and paused his advance.
Her sun glasses where knocked from her face and her scream was muffled as the tall blonde man brought his free hand round to clamp over her mouth while Barney made a quick duck from the shoes that were swung at him and easily blocked a wild kick she'd aimed at him by grabbing her ankle and pushing her leg up, tilting her off balance and back more into Gunnar's hold and effectively making her drop her shoes in favour of catching the skirt of her dress to keep herself covered as her other hand clenched at Gunnar's forearm from where he was holding a hand over her mouth.
The room once again stilled and quieted as the dark haired woman huffed out fearful breaths threw her nose, glaring at the mercenary leader threw panicked eyes.
The silence didn't last long as another scuffle broke out with a few shouts and screams, catching everyone's attention as every person either turned or leaned to face the door off to the far end off the room but as sudden as the noise started up it ended and not moments later the shortest member of the group stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him and looking to the group with a huff.
"That woman is a crazy!" he simply explained, before looking around at the men, two of whom still had the dark haired woman in an odd restraint.
"So is this one!" Hale stated, hugging his weapon and taking a step back from the action with a weary frown.
Bringing her hand away from Gunnar's forearm Flo balled her fist and swung it low behind her, hitting the tall blonde in the only sensitive spot and sending him crumpling with a rather loud groan as all the air seemed to suddenly leave his body and now free from his hold Flo fell off balance with a shriek, hopping in hopes of regaining it before stumbling as Barney dropped his hold on her, only to take up the hold Gunnar once had on her while he was recovering from the assault, on the floor.
"Fran!" Flo shrieked for her friend as she fought against the mercenary's hold, kicking out at Lee as he jumped in to help his friend hold down the flailing woman while the Asian man simply reached over the struggle and like that the woman fell quite and still.
"Yang!" Lee frowned towards the man as Barney held up the limp woman with a raised brow as the short man held his arms out in innocence, looking between the two other mercenaries.
"What?" he shrugged before a light frown creased at his brow. "You want a whole hotel hear her?" he motioned towards the now unconscious woman.
"Just stick her with the other, I think Gunnar's looking for blood," Lee nodded towards his recovered comrade with a smirk while Barney simply nodded as he lifted the unconscious woman and carried her towards the bedroom.
"Yang," he called for assistance and the Asian man came forwards and opened the door for him, waiting in the door way as the leader walked to the bed and placed the woman down on the quilt next to her equally unconscious friend.
"What did you do?" Barney questioned as he straitened out and looked down at the two women.
"Pressure point," Yang stated in his think accent "I do not hit defenceless women!" he then continued in explanation.
"Just render them unconscious?" Barney questioned with amusement lacing his tone as he looked towards the shorter man.
"If they are a crazy bitch!" He nodded before motioning to the dark haired woman "You goin' to leave her likea that?"
With a light frown Barney turned back to the woman, her head was no where near the pillows, her dark hair was tussled all over the quilt and her face, her feet where hanging off the end of the bed as was one arm while her other arm had managed to be slung past her head and half on her friend and her dress was bunched around her hips, just covering her knickers and the neck line of her dress had slipped over one breast and exposed a bit more flesh that originally planned as well as the black lace of her bra.
"Yeah?" he glanced over to the Asian man only to see him roll his eyes.
"She is a lady," Yang raised his brows as if to get a point across while Barney looked back to the dark haired woman he had all but dumped next to the blonde before turning to the blonde herself who had been rather nicely placed on the bed, no doubt by Yang after he knocked her out.
"Alright!" he held his hand out in surrender to the Asian man before wondering how best to go about righting the woman, deciding on hooking his hands under her arms and raising her torso slightly, her head lolling back and hair draping back free of her face, before he then shifted her up the bed, her legs dragging back to fully rest on top the mattress and the skirts of her dress also being pulled down to a more modest length with the motion before he lay her back down, setting her arms at her side and lifting her head and sweeping her hair from where it had been trapped under her shoulder blades, letting her head rest more comfortably on the pillow.
With a nod Barney then turned back to his friend, opening his arms with a sweep, "There!" he rose his brows before taking a step towards the door.
"What about her dress?" The Asian man frowned.
"What about it?" Barney shot back.
"Is no good!" the short man motioned towards her, "She wakes up, she be embarrassed!" he raised his brows.
"What?" The mercenary leader narrowed his eyes in a rather baffled look, "She did it her self! Who fights in a dress?" he then shrugged before regarding the Asian man sceptically, "Besides! What do you care!" he pointed towards the shorter mercenary.
"I have family, my wife would be embarrassed!" Yang simple shot back, "She be embarrassed!" he nodded to the woman again, causing a speechless pause to fall over Barney as he almost gawped at Yang before looking to the bra flashing woman and back to him.
"I'll be embarrassed!" he defended pointing to himself.
"Embarrassed over what?" Christmas questioned as he stopped in front of the door.
"He wont cover her!" Yang motioned to Barney blankly, causing Lee to look from him and to the mercenary leader before then taking in the woman in question before shrugging.
"Just chuck a towel over her," the brit offered his helpful advice before moving on past the door and off to where ever it was he was heading.
"Yeah, thanks!" Barney called after Lee with a roll of his eyes before catching Yang's stare. "What?" he opened his arms with a small shake of his head when the man said nothing and with a slow shake of his own head Yang turned and left the room.
000
The five men sat around in the living area of the hotel room, Barney in one of the arm chairs, both arms on the arm rest and rubbing at his chin as he looked across at Lee perched on the edge of the sofa, Yin Yang sat on the armrest of the sofa next to Lee, Toll sat on the other side of the long sofa, Hale sat in the other arm chair with his gun while Gunnar sat on a smaller sofa, one leg stretching across it, propped up on an arm rest.
"So," Toll brought his hands together with a clap before rubbing them together as he glanced around the group. "What do we do?"
"We haven't been told the truth," the Brit sighed, running a tired hand over his face.
"When have we ever?" Gunnar spoke up with a scoff and a small smirk.
"I told ya this was some shit!" Hale sat up, leaning forwards and setting his gun at the side of his chair as he looked around the group.
"They are not dangerous," Yang shrugged.
"Oh, their dangerous!" Barney nodded with a small grin.
"Just not professionally!" Lee finished with a smirk.
"This isn't a simple lost and found… is it?" Toll looked around watching as a few of the group shook their heads.
"Not likely," Christmas sighed.
"Let's just sit tight till we find out, I'll make a call to this Jackson character," Barney stood from the arm chair.
"What about the sleeping beauties?" Gunnar jabbed a thumb over his shoulder to point towards the closed bedroom door.
"When they wake up we'll question them, do a bit of cross referencing," the dark haired mercenary gave a tilt of his head as he looked down "Get to the bottom of this," he then looked up and around the group, watching as each man gave a nod.
"Well you can keep them away from me," Gunnar huffed as he also stood.
"Not still sore are you?" Toll grinned as he watched the tall blonde move across the room.
"Of course he is! His ego took a hit with a frying pan!" Christmas laughed.
"Look who's talking!" Gunnar pointed towards the brit, having heard he'd also been hacked in the leg with the offending item.
"Yeah, you also got run over, bound and gagged!" Toll pointed out with a laugh at Lee's expensive.
"Shut up pink eye!" Christmas shoved Toll with a frown.
"Hey! I got a face full of bleach!" The bright shirted man frowned, rubbing at his eyes.
"Yeah, don't we know about it!" Barney grinned, looking up from where he'd located a phone.
"Don't think your getting out of it!" Lee pointed towards Barney, "How long did it take you to recover!"
"Least I wasn't held hostage like a little princess," Barney teased with a grin.
"Oi! I got run down, and I freed my self, thank you very much!" Lee frowned, while amused chuckles sounded around the room, "What the hell is that on your shirt any way!"
"Christmas' changing the subject!" Hale snickered, enjoying the banter far too much seeing as he wasn't affected by the two woman's attacks as of yet.
"No I'm not!" Lee frowned.
"Yes you are," Yang spoke up with a smirk.
"I fucking ain't alright! He has a hole in his shirt!" Lee jabbed a finger towards Barney "And is that?" he frowned in concentration, "Is that a burn mark?" the frown remained on the brit's face as Barney looked down at the tee-shirt he wore under his open checked shirt, rubbing at the slightly discoloured patch in the centre of his chest, two little holes poking threw.
"She got me tasered," He confessed, looking up to his group as they all sat quietly staring at him before all bursting into laughter.
"These chicks got balls!" Hale laughed, slapping a hand down on his knee.
"Yeah, just wait till your on the receiving end!" Barney frowned at Hale who continued to laugh.
000
With a small groan Flo's head turned to the side, her brows knotting lightly as she sucked in a deep, wakening breath, her mascara coated lashes fluttering to a groggy open as her hazy eyes slowly focused as she stared at the blinds covering the window before rolling her head back with a confused frown to stare at the ceiling before it all clicked in her head and she shot upright with a gasp, jolting the bed with the sudden movement as she looked around frantically, her once neatly curled and styled hair flying around her head in a crazy mess, once she spotted Fran next to her she slapped the blonde woman's back side, causing her to wake with a jolt and gasp.
"Fran?!" Flo hissed urgently as her friend knelt up from where she'd rolled over in her sleep.
"The fuck?" The blonde mumbled as she looked around before turning to her dark haired friend. "Aw, Flo!" She sighed with relief as the two women then hugged each other before both sitting back on their knees.
"We're in deep shit, in we?" Fran frowned with worry.
"Yeah, just a bit," Flo mirrored her look, biting at her bottom lip.
"Put your boob away!" Fran then frowned with a nod towards the dark haired woman's chest, causing Flo to look down and scoff in annoyance, shifting the dress to sit properly.
"What we gunnu do?" Fran whispered and Flo stumbled off the bed.
"Fight?" the brunette shrugged.
"With what?" The blonde hissed as she also clambered off the bed.
"Dunno," Flo shrugged as she walked around the bed and over to a slightly ajar door, pushing on it tenderly and finding it lead to a bathroom, "Let's find something!" She nodded as she clicked the light on and the blonde followed her, closing the door behind them.
They didn't have to look long or search at all to be truthful because there sat on a towel besides the basin was something brilliant.
"I was thinking we might find a razor," Flo mumbled.
"Yeah, but they are proper barber razors," Fran added with raised brows.
"Well it's a hell of a lot better that pointing a five blade bloody Gillette razor like a knob!" The dark haired woman nodded as she gently picked them up, passing one to Fran's eager, open hands.
"Ceasar," Flo read out loud as she turned the razor over, holding the yellow handle gently when a soft knock sounded at the door.
"Ladies?" a deep voice called out expectantly as the dark skinned man, Hale, opened the door wide with raised brows.
Both women instantly turned to face the door, stood side by side Fran at Flo's right, Fran's right arm outstretched clenching one blade and Flo's left arm outstretched clenching the other, although she did feel a little awkward and cack-handed not using her right, but the frown on her face said other wise.
Upon seeing the view before him, Hale screamed slamming the door shut with a mighty bang.
"They have my babies!" He called in half fear half outrage.
Both Fran and Flo relaxed their arms in shock, the frowns dropping for their faces, replaced with raised brows of confusion as they slowly turned their heads to each other with that same questioning look.
The door was opened again to show a cautious but calm Barney, turning the women's confused looked towards himself before they both snapped back to warning frowns, their arms jolting strait again.
"Just, put the blades down," Barney held a calming hand out as if he was approaching a wild animal.
"Gently!" Hale called over his shoulder with a frown.
"I got this!" Gunnar called from out of site.
"No!" Barney shot the tall man a frown only to be bumped aside as he appeared with the massive gun Hale was once cradling.
"Don't move!" He barked viciously, pointing the weapon at the women.
"Holy shit!" Fran shrieked as simultaneously both woman tucked their arms in and held their hands up at their shoulders, their one empty palm held open, surrendering instantly.
"Put the blades down!" He lowered his tone slightly but it was still just a frightening causing Fran to shove the razor she was holding at Flo, who had to scramble to catch it, gasping at it nicked her hand but she placed them both down on the towel next to the basin quickly, regardless of injury. She then snapped back to her surrender pose, holding her hands up before glancing at her bleeding palm and instantly frowning at Fran.
"You bitch!" she shot.
"Sorry!" Fran shot back with a frown.
"This way," Gunnar interrupted the two, lowering his gun and motioning them forwards with a curl of his finger as he stepped back and to the side of the door opposite Barney, who's arms where crossed and brows pulled down in a frown.
Taking a sly step back, Flo shifted behind Fran slightly and urged her on first with a shove. The Blonde took the hint and crept forwards, aware of the two other men there but keeping her eyes on the tall blonde man, once she got to the door frame she quickly skipped past him quickly with a squeal dashing strait towards Lee who stood at the open bedroom door, Hale following after her.
Flo did the same as Fran, staring at the intimidating Gunnar as she came to the door frame, her brown eyes wide as she looked up at him.
"I don't bite," He grinned as he took in her reaction to him rather smugly while Barney raised a brow in warning to the man, unfolding his arms, but the muscular blonde went that little bit further, jolting towards Flo in a mock advance that caused her to gasp, her left hand slapping to her chest and she jumped away from him skittishly, bumping into Barney, who caught her right wrist and placed his other hand at her waist to steady her.
"Gunnar!" The dark haired leader barked with authority, while Flo gulped lightly.
"Alright," Gunner held a hand up with a chuckle, moving away and out the room, Lee watching him go from where he was holding the bedroom door open.
"Christmas," Barney spoke much calmer, nodding towards the brit who in turn nodded back, in some form of code no doubt, as he then left the room, closing the door behind him.
Once the door clicked shut Barney steered Flo back into the bathroom, releasing her waist and turning her to face him as he inspected her hand.
With a small huff he silently turned the faucet on and leaned around the dark haired woman, flicking the toilet seat down with a small thump before turning to the running water.
"Sit," He ordered calmly and gently.
I worked well into the night on this one so i do hope you enjoy!
tiz not as fab as other chapters im afraid but it is a fair bit longer! well it is on my word document any hoo! might not seem it on here he he
any way... i hope you like it regardless and i'm sure you've guessed what will be happening in the next chapter!
A BIT OF INTEROGATIONS! (probably spelt that wrong... i'm not using my word doctument for this bit, but you get the idea)
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