Hi all!
First of all I want to wish Malachi Charles Fallon a very Happy Birthday!
Second of all… Review replies! (Wow, big shock there… nawt)
Mozzi-Girl: Aww yeahh thanks Queen Molly! I love your review, it made me smile as well hahaha. Yeah I kinda felt bad for them, cuz they have been waiting for so long… Hahaha thank you so much for your kinds words! That's all I can say.. Thanks again.
Poemfromtheheart: Hahaha awww yeah I'll try to update every day! Thanks for sharing my story! Hope you'll enjoy this chapter as well :) Seriously, thank you so much, you have no idea how much that means to me!
CapitalX: I didn't wait for the 10th chapter on purpose and you know that =/ I try my best to be original by using freakin' Nutella instead of melted chocolate stuff and you say that I'm unoriginal… :( You meanie! Lol jk.. Heh yeah I know why Patrick! And I'll definitely do that…
HopelessRomantic1994: Aww thank you so much Jade! Here's another chapter! Haha :)
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Just a warning: this chapter is not entirely fluffy, but I hope that you'll enjoy this chapter anyway!
You are now Special Agent Natara Williams.
You wake up before your dashing boyfriend does. Well, in his defense, he did use a lot of energy last night.. He probably needs to recharge. You force your eyes open and check your surroundings. You're lying in your own bed, on top of Mal. You feel a wave of guilty coming over you when you see the scratch marks that you made on his chest. Oops, guess I kind of lost myself last night… He has his arms wrapped around you, which you absolutely love. But you carefully move them, because you don't want to wake him up just yet.
You step out of bed, without making too much sound. You walk to your closet and grab a new lingerie set, which you put on immediately. You're about to put on a new t-shirt as well, when you spy Mals shirt lying on the ground in the living room. You smirk. I'd much rather wear his shirt… You walk over, while suppressing a yawn and pick it up from the ground. You continue to put it on, and take in his scent. It smells so great.. You close a few buttons and roll up the sleeves, because it's slightly too big. Then you walk through the bedroom, towards the bathroom. You splash some water in your face, to wake yourself up, and brush your teeth.
Then you walk towards the kitchen. You notice that there are pieces of clothing lying everywhere, but you can't be bothered to clean it up. I'll tidy up after I had breakf-, I mean lunch. I'm way too hungry now. You make a huge pot of coffee. While you have to wait, you walk over to the refrigerator and open it. You observe what's inside. What would Mal like for breakfast? When we were undercover he said something about bacon and eggs, right? So you take some eggs and a pack of bacon. You turn the radio on, because you like to listen to some music while you're cooking. It doesn't take long before the amazing aromas of bacon spread across the room.
You're putting the food on plates when Mal walks in, wearing nothing but a tank top and shorts. His hair is wet and he smells fresh. Oops, maybe the music was a tad too loud, I didn't even hear the shower turning on.. He walks up behind you and wraps his arms around you before he gives you a kiss on the cheek. "A very good morning to you, beautiful." He whispers in your ear in his sleepy voice. Then kisses your cheek again, before he starts to place soft kisses in your neck.
A huge smile finds its way to your face. "A very good morning to you as well, handsome. Happy birthday..."
He keeps kissing your neck, which slowly drives you insane. "Hmm.. Thank you, baby.. How did you sleep?" he asks softly, in-between the kisses. He pulls the shirt you're wearing a little back, thus exposing your shoulder, which he softly kisses as well.
You close your eyes and bite on your bottom lip. You're enjoying every single kiss so much, that you almost forget to answer. "Pretty great.." you manage to get out. Then, even though you really, really don't want to, you turn around and softly push him away. "Could you just… Try to stop being so irresistible for a few minutes? I'd like to eat first.." you whisper softly, with a light blush on your cheek.
He smirks and kisses you tenderly. "I don't know.. I could try?" he whispers back teasingly.
You try to ignore Mal's presence as much as possible while you take the two plates and bring them to the kitchen counter. You take a seat, while Mal takes his chair and brings it as close as possible to yours. He gives you a kiss on his cheek. "Enjoy your meal, babe."
You smile at him and give him a soft kiss. "You're not really succeeding in being not-irresistible, sweetie." You say softly.
He shrugs at you. "Well, at least I tried?"
You roll your eyes playfully before the two of you start eating, thus refilling your energy supplies, which was really necessary. It is kind of hard to focus on eating while Mal is sitting so close to you. You notice that he's continually looking at you and this makes you blush lightly. You try to think about other thinks to stop yourself from blushing, but you fail horribly. Especially when you realize that he's wearing almost no clothes.. But the fact that he is suffering just as much as you kind of made it better.
When you're almost finished you decide to eat the rest of your breakfast seductively, to tease him even more. You look over to him and see the look that he got in his eyes. It reminds you so much of how he looked at you after you teased him yesterday. A mischievous smile finds its way to your face and before you even realize what's happening you're already halfway the kitchen. Mal has wrapped his strong arms around your waist, while you have your arms wrapped tightly around his neck. You're passionately kissing his soft lips. You feel his muscles tense when he lifts you up. You wrap your legs around him and keep kissing him while he walks towards the bedroom. Well, so much for lunch…
3 hours later. (Around 4 PM.)
You're gathered at the laser tag hall, trying to listen to the instructor. "Alright, we're going to play in teams. The team with the most points wins. You get points for shooting your opponent. Points get deducted when you're hit. And points are deducted every time you shoot, so watch your ammo. When you're hit, your suit will turn of for 10 seconds, meaning you won't be able to shoot, but others won't be able to shoot you as well. With that said, we need to make teams of thr-"
There's a huge commotion before he even finishes, because everyone is busy trying to form groups already.
"So that means five groups!" the instructor shouts. Then he notices that nobody is listening, so he shakes his head in defeat. Everyone is making sure that they don't end up in a group with 'bad' people. How bad can it be though, they are all skilled police officers.. The loudest of them all is Blaise, who's yelling "Dibs on Williams!" She walks over to you and grins at Mal.
There's a look of disbelieve on his face. "What? You can't b-" he starts to protest.
Before he's able to finish his sentence he's interrupted by Blaise. "And dibs on Redbird." She points at him and gestures to him to come over. "You are with us, sharpshooter."
He shrugs and walks over to you and Blaise.
Then Blaise turns to Mal. "So.. Who's on your team, Fallon?" There's a huge grin on her face.
He scowls at her before he looks around to see who's still left. It seems like the only one who are left are the two new officers, because all the other officers already formed groups. "This isn't fair, you know. There are only two rookies left. I can't win with them! I mean, even Kai has a team, so they must be really bad."
"Well, you can't violate the unbreakable sanctity of 'dibs'.." you say teasingly, while thinking back to when he said the same thing to you before you went undercover at the couples retreat. You can't stop the huge grin that finds its way to his face. He got what he deserves.
He scowls at you as well. "Traitor.." He turns around before you can answer, looking around one more time. His face lights up when he sees his new teammate standing across the room. "Joe! You're with me!" he yells to him.
Joe's face turns red while he uncomfortably shifts his weight from one leg to another. He then scrapes his throat. "Don't get me wrong, I'm flattered.. But, uhm.. But I am already with-"
"With. Me." Mal says with an unshakable authority. Joe quickly nods and seems to mumble an apology to the rest of his group. Then he walks over to Mal, joining his side. His face is still red as a lobster, but he looks proud to be in Mals team.
Then Mal points to one of the two rookies who are standing together and look like they are not sure who they want to team up with. "You, Silver, or something, you're with me.." then he switches his attention to the other one. "You can go with the group where Joe was originally part of."
They obey him, without any questions. They have a scared look on their face, which slightly amuses you. They're afraid of Mal, because they look up to him.. He is one of the best Detectives of the precinct after all, and they want to be like him in the future.
Then Mal gestures his new teammates go to the room where everyone gets suited up. They quickly nod and follow his orders. Before he follows them he turns to the three of you. "This isn't over yet. We'll kick your ass in there." He does the 'I-am-watching-you' thing and then walks away.
Blaise and Jeremy burst out in laughter when he says that, but you simply smile and watch how he walks away. We'll see about that, dear.. He catches up with the new guy from the precinct, and you overhear a part of their conversation.
"What's your name again?"
The rookie's head turns red before he tries to answer. "M-my name is Patrick Da Silva, sir." He stutters.
You notice that Mal's barely listening. "Right, Silver.. " He wraps his arm around his shoulder and pulls him close. "Listen up, we're going to..." Then his voice drops and you're unable to hear him.
Your eyes follow him until he walks out of your sight. We should probably get going too. Plus we need to talk about our strategy if we want to win. Blaise is still are laughing at Mals last comment about their team kicking your ass. Jeremy's just looking at her with his eyebrows raised. You scrape your throat to catch their attention. You nod towards the room where Mal just disappeared in. "I think we should suit up as well." Without waiting for an answer you walk off.
A couple of minutes later all everyone is gathered in a huge hall. Every one is standing with their teammates. You're receiving instructions again, about how to use the guns. Like we don't know that.. And your eyes wander towards the maze-like field that you'll be playing in. Hmm, that could become interesting.. There are walls everywhere. Some are so high that you won't be able to look over them, while others are so low that they barely provide any cover. Some walls have holes in them, varying from the size of a baseball to the size of doors.
"You all have a minute to scatter throughout the maze that you see before you. Then the game will begin. Remember, the team with the most poi-!"
Jeremy turns to you, obviously not listening to the instructor. "How are we going to proceed?" he asks calmly.
Blaise grins widely at the two of you. "I say we go in there, kick some ass and then have a few drinks!"
He rolls his eyes and shakes his head. You try your best to hold back a laugh. "No, I meant: are we going to stay in one place, or do we walk around? Do we stay together, or do we split up?"
Blaise simply shrugs and looks at you. You think it through before you answer. "Well, we have to inspect the maze first, to see if there is any good place that can be easily defended. It will be easier if we stay together, because we'll be able to cover each others six."
"But what if they ambush us? We'll be an easy target if we're together.."
"Yes, but we'll be an even easier target if we're alone. We need to communicate and help each other and that's impossible if we split up."
He smiles at you and nods. "Sounds like a plan. I'm glad to be on your team, Natara. You seem to think things through before you act, unlike some people." You see him quickly glancing at Blaise and you try to hold back a laugh again. I'm starting to like this guy..
You let your eyes wander, in search of Mal. They find him in an instant. He's talking to his teammates, but when he notices that you're looking at him he flashes you a charming smile, which makes the butterflies in your stomach go crazy. You smile back at him before you return your attention to the instructor.
"… the countdown, everyone rushes in the maze and is safe for one minutes. There will be a buzz indicating that the game will officially begin. May the odds be ever in your favour." You overhear the instructor saying. There are some chuckles from people who recognize that line from the Hunger Games. He gives a sign, and the main-lights go out. The suits that you're wearing suddenly became your primary light source. Your eyes are still adjusting when you hear the instructor count down. "Ready? Three, two, one.. GO!"
Blaise wants to rush inside, just like everyone else, but you hold her back. Jeremy stands calmly next to you, overlooking the crowd. "Wait a second, we let the other teams go first. That way we can see where they are going, and we can simply go the other way. That way we'll have a bigger chance of finding a good spot. Plus, if we go first the others can easily follow us and attack us from behind."
After all the other teams have rushed in, you follow them. Jeremy's hot on your heals, while Blaise walks a little behind, making sure that nobody follows you. Most teams chose the left side, because that way leads to the place with the higher walls, which might provide some good cover. It seems a good idea, but nevertheless you take the right side.
It doesn't take long before you find the perfect spot. There are tall walls covering your six, while there are medium high walls in front of you. Perfect to find cover behind, but it also makes it easy to see and shoot potential targets. The right and left side are open, but the three of you should be able to cover it. Throughout the game the three of you take cover, and shoot everyone who unknowingly walks by. This aggravates the other teams and before you know it two teams are making their way to your spot. They're coming in from the front; one is advancing on the right side, while the other comes from the left side. Why do they have to attack at the same time? And why don't they shoot each other? The three of you try to shoot them, but they keep advancing, skilfully using the cover the walls provide. This isn't going to be easy as easy as I thought.. They keep creeping towards you, even though you shot a few of them multiple times. Then someone of the team of your right side gestures the team on the left side to advance more. The signal catches your eye. Crap, they're working together. You turn to Jeremy. "Did you catch that?"
He nods before he shoots again, and hits someone on the right side. "Sure did, seems like they're working together to get to us. They want to overtake us by simply outnumbering us. Smart plan."
Blaise gets hit and finds cover, while her suit is recovering. "Yeah great, they're winning and we're losing. Woopty-freakin'-doo. What are we gonna do 'bout it?"
You fire a few more times, before you're forced to take cover as well, because they're shooting at you from both sides and you don't want to get hit. You crouch next to Blaise and bite your lip, while you quickly think things through. "I think that we have to split up and run as fast as we can. We could try to retreat at the other side, but since we don't know the maze there, I'm afraid that we won't be able to find each other. I guess we're on our own from now on."
Jeremy finds cover next to you as well. "She's right. We can't stay here, but we can't escape together either, they will follow us and hunt us down. We need to make a run for it. Soon."
Blaise frowns at you. "We can't possibly win if we split up, you said it yourself!"
"There is no other option.. My advice: keep low, find cover and shoot everyone who passes you. But don't go hunting; it makes you an easier target. Try to stay in one spot."
"Sounds like a plan." Jeremy peeks over the walls, before he quickly ducks for cover again. "They're advancing fast, so we need to move now. Who's going where? We can take one shot each and run past them, they probably won't see that coming and that might give us an advantage."
Blaise smiles. "That won't be necessary. I'll take the left side, on of them shot me and I need to get back at them. They'll probably focus on me then, so you two can escape."
"Great! And I'll take the right side. Creating some more confusion. Natara, will have to go through the middle, but they will probably be focused on Blaise and me so you might be safe."
You nod and raise your gun. "Let's go.. Good luck you two."
They nod as well, before they answer in unison. "Good luck."