TC Stark: I wanna thank all of my faithful reviewers, especially new reviewer WatchingCat. Thank you so much for taking the time out to review each chapter. IT really pushed me to get this one out. Now, I may not be the biggest fan of Lacy, but it seemed to make Lee all emotional during the movie and I thought it'd be a good catalyst for the story. As for CJ and Gunnar, I'm glad everyone loves them together ^^ Now, I was thinking about making the next chapter the last one. BUT, I am really interested in writing a sequel. I love writing CJ and I love writing this movie, I couldn't stand ending it now. I do have ideas about what I wanna write for the sequel, but I'd like to get your ideas. What would you like to see in the sequel? And what should the title be? Keep reading! Lol

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Chapter 21

CJ knew that Lacy was scared and there was nothing more she needed now than a shoulder to lean on. The thing was though that they weren't in the clear just yet and the redhead needed to get the two of them out of there. She had no idea how the boys were doing but no doubt she had made some commotion killing all those rebels. It was only a matter of time before even more came running to where they were.

Cupping her gloved hand into the lovely girl's hand, CJ dragged Lacy out of the closet and out of the bar area. She knew Lee's girl was exhausted and hurt, but they'd be dead if they didn't pick up the speed. The two were breathing heavily as they dashed out, CJ suddenly pushing the other girl to the ground as a man swung towards the side of her head. Quickly she pushed his arm out of the way, landing her fist square into his nose.

Like she had feared there were more where he came from, hearing Lacy scream as she shot a man in the head that was coming after her. Not a second afterwards did she pull another man over the shoulder to land hard onto the ground, quickly getting him into a head lock. Lacy had to look away as CJ snapped the man's neck with all her might.

They only had a second as the redhead grabbed the other's hand, pulling her along with her. As they ran, Lacy breathed, "Who are you!"

"CJ," She turned her head briefly and smirked, "Expert weapons distributor. Let's chat later, shall we?"

The brunette nodded as they continued to run, rounding a corner as CJ pulled out a knife in preparation for the body they ran into, "CJ! Stop, it's me!"

The two girls stopped as suddenly Lacy's eyes filled with tears, "Lee!"

Even amongst all the commotion, Lee couldn't help but stand still in the presence of his girl. She seemed so relieved to see him, wrapping her frail arms around his neck. God, it felt good to smell her scent once again; to wrap his arms around her. And as much as he wanted to just stay there with her, he could smell how scared she was and suddenly he became angry. He was furious; outraged that someone could ever do this to her.

His arms held her shoulders, gently pulling her away from him, "I'm going to kill them."

Biting her lower lip, Lacy nodded, "I know you are."

"CJ," He then turned to the other girl, "Go cover the left passageway, I just came from the right, and the others were in the center one. Meet us on the outside, clear anyone who gets in your path."

"Don't needa say that twice." She smirked before sprinting away.

It was really nice and refreshing to see Lacy and Lee reunite, making the 25-year-old feel as if the world was somewhat back in order. Now all they needed to do was concentrate on getting the hell out of here and things would be nearly perfect. It had been so long since CJ had been in love, she didn't even know she had ever loved Roy or if he was just someone whom seemed perfect to her in her drug induced state.

Sure, she had said she had loved the heroin addict and they had lived together for about two years, but had she loved him? They had done drugs together, watch TV together, fight together, fuck each other, and even watched his daughter together. But, when it got bad it got bad and she didn't know if she had even loved or knew who she was back then. A woman who had abandoned everything which was her life until she was 15 to give it all to drugs. Roy never held the door open for her, never bought her nice things, never told her she was beautiful, and never…took her out to dinner.

As she continued to dash, a smile crossed on her face. She hoped that Gunnar would keep his word about taking her out, it'd be nice to go out with the taller man. He was a man she could not tire of and do just about anything with. He wasn't trying to change her or even judge her like others had before, rather accept her for who she was and see who she could be.

Rounding a corner, she was suddenly flipped onto her back as pain surged through her spine. CJ grunted while slamming her fists down on the ground, fuck that hurt. She wasn't able to breathe very well as suddenly a large body slammed down on top of her, pinning her wrists down, "Stupid American, who do you think you are! Coming to our home, telling us how to live our lives!" He sneered into her face.

CJ coughed as she narrowed her eyes, "Jesus, ever hear of fucking toothpaste?"

Her smart remark landed her a jab into the face, coughing out blood, "Stupid woman, you fucking pussy."

"Bet you haven't even seen one, fucking cocksucker."

Her comment and the fact she spat in his face only angered the man even more, the man wrapping his hands around olive skinned neck. As it became harder to breathe, CJ began to kick her feet around in attempts to get the man off her. But, with her airway being cut off, she was becoming weak and it was near impossible for her to even try to get the man off her.

Blue eyes looking at the ceiling, she knew there had to be some way to get out of this situation alive. Maybe that type of thinking was just the lack of air traveling to her brain. She felt lightheaded, almost euphoric. Shaking her head, she needed not to get lost in her thoughts and to try and get this mother fucker off of her!

Finally she was able to cough out some air as the rebel's hands let go of her neck. CJ snapped her blue eyes open to see Gunnar holding the man high above his head with a grin, "Why, hello, beautiful."

"I would've gotten him off." She smirked playfully.

Sure. He mouthed as he easily threw the man to the ground, stomping his steel toed boot into the rebel's face. CJ winced only for a moment before she jumped up, the blonde stepping aside, "After you, lil' lady."

The two began to jet out, CJ grinning from ear to ear, "I found Lacy!"

"Yea, Lee let me know over walkie talkie." He shouted back as the two hurried along.

"Kickass!"

The two laughed as they made their way out of the underground passageway, seeing Ying standing outside armed. As they ran over to the Asian man, he brought his own walkie talkie to his lips, "They're here, Ross."

"Got it, drop the bomb."

"I thought we weren't using any bombs?" CJ raised an eyebrow.

The two men just smirking as they both dropped in two cans with the picture of a skull on them. It was then she caught on with a confident smirk, "Poisonous gas, huh?"

"Anyone who was left is now gone." Ying commented.

CJ still kept her hands near her gun, eying the passageway. There was really no way of getting out of the situation the remaining rebels were now in, but just in case she wanted to be ready. The three eyed the entrance for a good ten minutes before some of the locals had volunteered to run in to make sure the cost was clear. Everyone stood watch, ready in case anything was going to happen.

The cost seemed clear as Sandra's men came out safely, declaring everyone dead. The rest of the Expendables gathered to where the three were standing, Gunnar smiling to see Lacy was finally okay. Ross was smiling as well, the lot of them doing an obviously good job. Lacy then was taken to the local hospital by Sandra's men for her injuries to be checked out, Lee making sure to ride along with them.

Barney looked around, observing his comrades didn't look too beat up, patting Hale's back, "Good job, guys. Seriously."

"All in a day's work." CJ giggled confidently.

"Less we forget CJ's handy work." The older man teased.

The group then dispersed after that; knowing they wouldn't be leaving until the next day. Sandra was very kind as to provide them with sleeping quarters for the night in her palace while Lacy was being treated for her wounds. Some of the men wanted to just jump into bed and sleep until the next days while others wanted to take advantage of Sandra's kindness and free food.

Gunnar at that point was kicking it back in the room he was given, his strong arms resting behind his head. He was trying to decide what channel to settle on, close to giving up considering they were all in Spanish. After landing on a Spanish dubbed episode of Everybody Hates Chris, the blonde's ears perked up by a sudden knocking at her door.

Muting the TV, he stood up from the very comfortable bed to open the door to see a grinning CJ in front of him. With a smirk he folded his arms and leaned against the door frame, "And what can I do for you?"

"Let's go explore the city."