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The Yakuza left without any problems. They took the side exit this time so Kendra and no chance to give Kiko back her gun, but no matter, Dyson had it tucked in his back waist band. She may need it after all. She had a feeling that if Kiko wanted it back, she'd find her.

Jack didn't place his call since he had 2 scantily clad women vying for this attention but during that time Kendra and Dyson just danced.

For them, the world just shrank as their bodies and movements became one on the dance floor. Nothing else really mattered. They were far enough into the crowd to avoid detection.

Dyson had no idea Kendra could be this addictive. She was a human, but her wiles, while not anywhere near Bo's were still remarkable to the point where she bordered Fae powers. Dyson wanted her. ALL of her, FOREVER.

Kendra was never big on dancing but found that with Dyson, they just clicked. They fit together like spoons stacked in a drawer. She didn't know what they had, but whatever it was, it was competing for her heart.

As the minutes and songs went by, Dyson and Kendra were almost totally lost on each other, each with flames of desire burning bright in their eyes.

Dyson then brought Kendra in close, his hands roaming all over her luscious body and Kendra allowed it. Kendra WITH clothing and hardware was actually turning him on even more. He knew he just had to ravage her again later.

Kendra made an exemption again for Dyson's roaming hands. Not only that, her body yearned for it too. She also felt his very firm wolf when she brushed up against him. He wanted her and wanted her badly Kendra thought and THIS was about as close to sex as they could get.

Finally Kendra and Dyson observed that Jack made a call and hung up returning to his harem.

Kendra led Dyson off the dance floor acting a little drunk walking up to one of the bouncers. Right before she reached them, Kendra mentioned to Dyson, "Let me drive."

"Hey, PRIVATE PARTY," the burly man replied.

Kendra laughed all giddy, "Hey we ARE with the party. We know Jack, Terry, and Carlos."

"I need an invitation or your name. Sorry," the man replied.

Dyson just pretended to be zoned out enjoying the music and was about ready to flash his badge but Kendra then said something unexpected, "Tell Jack that barrio 666 doesn't like being treated this way and to kiss his next shipments goodbye."

"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you Ms. Valdez in this low light," the man stammered out stepping aside to let them through.

"Gracias," Kendra waved and walk right by.

Dyson began to wonder WHO Ms. Valdez was and how did Kendra know about the gang barrio 666. They were a tight knit Fae gang, but yet Kendra was one step ahead.

Jack pushed the women off of him and step forward with one of the guard informing him of their presence.

Jack was still trying to looking presentable in his expensive suite when he automatically took Kendra extended hand and kissed it saying, "Ahhh Ms. Valdez so nice to visit us."

Kendra smirked and Jack's expression was priceless upon recognition of whose hand he was shaking. It was a mixture of shock and horror.

"Jack, how have you been?" Kendra calmly asked hugging him. "Do you have a gun in your front pants or are you THAT happy to see me? By the way, you tip off your guards or draw your weapons, I'll kill you."

Jack deadpanned over to Dyson ignoring Kendra, "Oh Detective Wolfbane. What is a HUMAN doing in a Fae club?"

"I claimed her but I hear you have been a very bad Orc. We are here to take you in for questioning," Dyson formally stated.

"You mean you got a PET!" Jack said astonished with a huge grin but that grin got wiped off his face when Dyson growled and his eye changed color.

"She's ALSO my partner," Dyson snarled.

Kendra was about to kick him there the 'sun don't shine', but it was nice Dyson had her back. She also rested her hand on the handle of Kiko's gun tucked in Dyson's back waist band. It just looked like Kendra was being affectionate to Dyson according to everyone else. The lights were dim so that helps conceal it better. She needed to do this in case things when to hell in a hand basket where she needed a draw faster.

"ooooh ... OK. Sorry. So I have a little problem about you taking me in though," Jack mentioned in all seriousness with his right palm faced up toward Dyson.

"And THAT would be?" Dyson asked a little wary.

"You can't do it if BOTH of you are dead," Jack threatened.

As Jack was talking Kendra noted his jacket sleeve for his right arm didn't fall correctly. 'OH SHIT. He has a firearm hidden up his sleeve!'

Kendra lunged and leapt in front of Dyson just as the DJ turned up the base heavy music even louder.

BOOM!

Kendra flew in the air as the round impacted her center chest. She heard her ribs crack as she tumbled to the ground grasping desperately for air.

Dyson knew what just happened, immediately charged and slammed Jack's right arm into the table.

All the ladies screamed and ran but the dance continued since no one could hear them over the music.

Another round went off right as Dyson ripped the contraption off of him as he shifted into his hulked out form. Dyson then head butted Jack knocking him out cold.

The 2 guards in the back saw this and drew their guns and Dyson was too far away drawing his semi auto but he was a hair too slow trying to get cover

To his amazement, however, they all fell to the ground dead.

Terry and Carlos were still trying to get their weapons since they were ill prepared. That and they weren't security. They were there to have a good time.

Dyson kicked Terry making him fly into the far wall and delivered a strong hook punch to Carlos. Both were now out cold. He twirled around to see where Kendra was and there she was kneeing between the 2 dead bouncers at the roped off area. It was apparent she took them out too in addition to the guards at the back wall.

He ran over to her and Kendra was having a hard time breathing but had his back.

"KENDRA! Are you ok!" Dyson kneeled beside her and he could tell she was trebling in excruciating pain. She was also not breathing right.

Kendra just barely stated, "I got... got this. Quick... Dyson... cuff them. C.. call for backup and am.. ambulance for.. for me."

"No let's get out of here," Dyson tried to pick her up but she yelped in pain but still managed to push him off.

"NO!" Kendra screech, "Don't WASTE this partner. I got the rear."

Dyson hestated.

Kendra yelled at him with pain in her voice, "I'm NOT made of GLASS! GO!"

Dyson took Kendra's cuff's and scampered away.

The round may have broken or cracked several of her ribs. That and she needed to be checked for internal bleeding. She just knew she had to hold to together just a little longer.

Kendra then noticed a woman break from the dance crowd and walked slowly to her. Kendra raised her gun and painfully clipped the badge on her shirt. Every breath was torture.

This person was wearing a white wig and wore loose clothing.

She looked Asian but had no weapons drawn.

"Police!" Kendra barked. "Stay back"

She put her hands up and slowed her pace and just said, "That was impressive Kendra. I have no quarrel with you. Assassins Creed remember?"

Kiko.

"What do y.. you.. want," Kendra asked the best she could. "Here to watch me die? Well fuck off. I'll just a well kill you fi.. first."

"Did Dyson call for an ambulance for you. The others are dead from what I can see," Kiko sat down next to Kendra.

Dyson was cuffing the three suspects when he noted that a woman was sitting next to Kendra on the floor. They were talking. Dyson kept on eye on them and immediately pulled out his cell to make a coupe calls. Ambulance first, backup second.

"Stop with the faux concern. STAY where I can see you bitch.. AHHHHHHH!" Kendra yelped in pain.

Kiko just looked on at Kendra.

"You have a very high pain threshold Kendra. Your moves scream assassin by the way. Still hiding behind that shield?" Kiko mentioned smoothly.

"I TOLD you. I'm no assassin! Owwwwww Fuck!" Kendra yelped again in pain.

"Calm shallow breaths Kendra. You are not only a good shot with my gun, but you put your left hand over the ejection port when you fired each round to catch the casings. WHY? It's a reflex when an assassin handles a gun with a silencer to leave no trace. To prove my point, all the spent shells are in a neat pile over there. You dropped them only after the firefight was over," Kiko noted.

Kendra had no idea how to reply. There they sat in silence for several minutes with Dyson yelling over to her every now and then. It seemed that Jack had lots of things to say to Dyson, mostly derogatory.

Kendra slowed down her rate and depth of her breathing and it did help tremendously. She found it odd sitting next to a seasoned killer claiming she was an assassin.

Was there even an assassin's creed? It was the same thing as saying that there was honor amongst thieves Kendra mused.

Kiko finally spoke again. "Ahhh the medics are here. Chat with you again some time," Kiko smirked and stretched out her palm face up next to Kendra's gun.

Kendra saw them and there were cops coming in behind them. She could not get caught using a gun with a silencer and it would be tall tale to tell on how she got it so she gave Kiko her gun back and put it in her out stretched hand.

Kiko didn't say another word and hid the gun amongst her cloths, then stood up, smirked and walked away.

Kendra was immediately surrounded by paramedics a moment later.

'Oh god, my baby!' was the next thought that hit her which she should have thought about sooner.

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