An Assassin's Trust

Summary: Achilles adopted daughter, Beth, is one of the best Assassin he's trained, but her past is dark, so dark neither of them will talk about it. Now, Connor, Achilles' new Assassin – in – training works with Beth but in order to trust her, he wants to know her past. Will she be willing to reveal her past so easily to him? Can he prove to Beth that he can be trusted? Eventually Connor X OC.

Rating: T

Chapter Fourteen: Escaping Boston

~ LadyRavenOfTheNight

It was dark when Beth and Connor approached a man near Faneuil Hall. "Sam" she said walking to him. "Bethany, I though you would have left with Achilles" he said, giving Beth a hug. "Well, someone has to look out for him" she replied with a smirk, tilting her head in Connor's direction. Sam turned to Connor, "You're Achilles boy, Connor, was it? I saw what happened at the town house. A fine mess, that." "Connor, this is Sam" Beth said. "Samuel Adams, at your service" Sam said, extending his hand towards Connor. Connor eyed his hand, but wouldn't shake it, so Sam retracted his hand, "Achilles asked me to get you out of Boston." "Explain" Connor simple stated. "The whole city's looking for you…" explained Sam, looking over to a Town Crier. The Town Crier was telling the citizens about a criminal wanted after what happened at the Town House. Connor was the criminal. "What am I suppose to do?" asked Connor, worried. Sam walked to a tree and tore down a 'Wanted' poster that had Connor's face on it, "You can take down these posters for a start. Returned to me when you've removed the others." Connor nodded and turned to Beth. "Don't look at me, you a big boy now, Connor, you can go alone. Try not to be seen by the guards" she said, crossing her arms over her chest. Connor blushed and left Beth and Sam.

When Connor returned, Beth and Sam were standing with a Town Crier. "Ah, Connor, there you are. I'd like you to meet Cyrus" said Sam, introducing the Town Crier. Cyrus looked jumpy. "Is it… Is he the killer?" asked Cyrus. Connor stepped towards Cyrus, but stopped when Beth put a hand on his upper arm. "Peace, Cyrus is on our side – or rather, for the right price he will be" explained Sam. A guard held a 'Wanted' poster to a few citizens, asking if they saw Connor. He went to hide his face but Sam stopped him, "Watch and learn." He placed a few coins in Cyrus' hand and Cyrus proceeded to give a false report that rendered the 'Wanted' posters useless. "Thank you kindly Cyrus" Sam said. "Pleasure" replied Cyrus. "Come on then, there's still one last bit of work to do" Sam said, clapping Connor's shoulder.

"Where are we going?" Connor asked, following Sam and Beth. "To the printer. Where do you think all those posters came from? They're made by a machine. We need to shut it down" explained Sam. At the end of the street, there was a row of guards blocking their path. "Dammit, we're too late. They've set up a check point. Come on, this way" said Sam, leading them down an alternate route. "I can go by rooftop and meet you there?" said Connor. "No, better you learn about the tunnels now" said Sam. "Tunnels?" Connor questioned. "The Mason's have a whole network of them under the city. They're quite useful when speed and secrecy are required" explained Sam. They reach the tunnels entrance. "Here we are, then. I'll see you inside" said Sam, each entering one by one.

It was pitch black instead the tunnels. Beth wouldn't move until Sam had found a lantern and Connor groped the air in hopes of not walking into something. "Hold on" said Sam trying to light the lantern. Connor's foot caught on something and he fell forward, knocking over the smaller body standing in front of him. "WHOA!" Beth said, as Connor landed on her. The lantern glowed to life as Connor pushed himself up, hovering over Beth. She propped herself up on her elbows and blushed, looking into Connor's eyes. "Do you two….. need a moment?" Sam asked with a smirk on his face and Beth shot him a look. Connor blushed, standing up quickly and grabbed Beth, helping her up as he went. "Sorry" he said, his embarrassment betraying him. "It's okay" she replied, brushing down her clothes.

Sam handed Connor the lantern and he lead them through the tunnels. They eventually came to where they need to be, but the door was locked. "Arse! I don't suppose Lock – picking is part of your repertoire?" Sam asked Connor. Connor smirked, handed Sam the lantern and picked the lock. "How did you learn that?" Sam asked, amazed. "I had a good teacher" Connor smirked at Beth. "Your damn right you did" Beth joked. "Well done, the printer isn't far. Let us reconvene there" said Sam as they all left the tunnels.

When they were finished in the printers, Sam walked the teens to the Harbour Master. "Here we are. Speak with the Harbour Master and he'll see you home" said Sam. "Thank you for everything, Sam. I promise one day to repay the favour" said Connor. "Oh, I'm counting on it" smiled Sam. Connor stuck his hand out awkwardly. "Like this?" he questioned himself, and Sam shook his hand. Connor smiled quickly, hoping no one saw, but Beth did. She smiled at him, proud at her student…. Her friend. They spoke with the Harbour Master and got on a ship passing the Homestead.

Dawn broke as the ship left the Harbour. The Captain was friendly and told them they could go below deck and rest if they wanted. They did and found a quiet spot in the cargo hold where no one bothered them. "If you have something to say Connor, say it" said Beth, sitting down beside him. "Why would I not just speak to someone and explain my innocent" Connor frowned. "'Cause, Connor, we're Assassin's. We're not exactly Saints. Regardless of whether we're innocent or not, the guards will only see it their way. Beside, you aren't innocent, I heard you were quiet the Trouble maker when you were younger" smirked Beth. "But.. how?" Connor blushed. "Kanen told me when we were in you village" Beth smiled. She looked tired and she rubbed her eyes. "Kanen'tó:kon" Connor growled. Beth laughed and rested her head on Connor's shoulder. "Beth?" said Connor a few minutes later and he looked down. She was asleep with a peaceful look on her face. He smiled and, slipping his arm around her shoulder and letting her head rest on his chest, leaned back and rested himself.

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