Here is the second installment of this fiction. Glad to hear some of you enjoyed the first. As I said last chapter I have written most of the story so updates should be coming pretty close to each other...however I have reached the part of the story where I kind of have to get to a point and I've just realised that the story does not have a plot as such...Very odd discovery...
I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Have a nice day.
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Emma looked up as a blonde woman walked into the shop. She had been working since nine that morning and her feet were killing her.
'You okay?' her boss, Charlie asked as she walked by on her way to her office.
'Yeah,' Emma replied. 'Note to self: never wear these shoes to work again.'
Charlie laughed as she carried on. She was prepared to buy Emma as many pairs of comfortable shoes as Emma wanted, providing she carried on working at the store. Sales figures had increased three fold since Emma had been hired. Charlie had no idea how Emma did it but she was one that Charlie wanted to hang on to.
Shalimar looked across at the sales girl behind the counter. Her face looked familiar but Shalimar did shop a lot. She walked through the racks of clothes, occasionally halting in her progress to pick a hanger off a rail, or run her fingers across the material. She made her way to the back of the shop where the shoes were kept. She picked up a pair of boots and sat down to try them on.
'Can I help you?' came a disembodied voice from above. Shalimar looked across the floor to a pair of feet and gradually drew her eyes up till they reached a face. She looked straight into the eyes of the familiar sales girl. Shalimar smiled as she said no. She turned back to the task at hand and Emma walked away, happy that she didn't have to go to the storeroom to find one pair of shoes in amongst the piles of boxes. She would work her magic when it was really required.
Shalimar stood up and looked into the mirror. As she did so she noticed two guys in suits standing at the other end of the shop. They were tall and intimidating...or atleast looked like they were trying to be. They looked completely out of place among the silks and satins and beads and looked away quickly as they noticed her staring at them.
She sat down once more and removed the boots. She replaced them with her own and lifted her hand to her mouth.
'Adam, Jesse,' she said quietly. She didn't want to draw too much attention to herself but, if the two men were who she thought they were she was going to need some kind of backup. She was not prepared to wait until her car was blown up to see if they were GSAgents.
'Yeah,' came Jesse's reply eventually.
'I got two agents on my tail,' she replied.
'They're chasing you?'
'No, but once I leave this shop running they probably will be.'
***
Emma looked at her watch. It was 3.15 and she had plans that night so wanted to get off early. She looked across at the two guys in suits. They weren't the kind of clientele the store usually got but she figured they were buying for their girlfriends. She walked over to the footwear section, wanting to see if the blonde had made a decision about the boots or if she needed a little more convincing.
She walked around the corner and saw the woman crouched on the floor behind a huge rack of coats. Her brow furrowed as she heard the woman whispering something. It sounded like she was having a conversation but there was no one else there.
Shalimar heard Emma walk up behind her but she didn't have the time to turn around and try and explain her actions. She had to work out a way of getting out of the building without the GSAgents seeing her. She had already had enough action that week without having to deal with them again, in the middle of a crowded mall no less.
'Are you okay ma'am?' Emma asked quietly. She wasn't sure what to think of the situation. She might have a crazy person on her hands in which case she really didn't want to get too close, but the feelings she was getting off of her at sporadic intervals were urgent, desperate and slightly scared.
'I think I'll be fine,' Shalimar whispered as she turned around to face Emma. Her eyes held an unspoken warning to the girl not to make any sign that she was there.
The GSAgents, clearly bored with playing the waiting game started moving through the shop, occasionally knocking hangars off racks with their burly frames, not caring about the clatter of the plastic hitting the floor or the mess they were leaving in their wake.
'They're coming,' Emma said as she crouched down beside Shalimar.
'What?' Shalimar replied, her eyebrows raised.
'The people you're hiding from.' Their eyes met and they silently reached an understanding. Without saying a word Emma stood up and walked towards the two men.
'Hi, is there anything I can help you gentlemen with?' she asked in her most polite, sales assistant voice. They looked at her like she was a completely bizarre new breed of person.
On hearing Emma's voice Shalimar crawled around the coats and along the floor till she reached the cash registers. She then stood up and, trying to be as inconspicuous as she could walked out of the shop, wincing everytime her heels clicked on the floor. She reached the entrance to the store and allowed herself to breath a little more freely. She could still hear the redhead yammering away to the uncaring agents, telling them how they absolutely had to have a pair of thigh high boots and how they could team them with a miniskirt and a funky tee shirt and they would be admired by everybody. She could practically picture the looks on their faces as they tried to comprehend why someone would be telling them that kind of stuff.
'Hey,' she heard the girls voice ring out from behind her and knew that the game was up. She heard footsteps and realised the only option she had was running, she certainly didn't want to risk being seen taking down two guys and risking her anonymity.
She took off in the vague direction of the outside world. She didn't want to go back to the car having already given it up for lost. She was not prepared to get blown up just because she couldn't find a quiet place with no other people around in which to beat the two agents to a pulp.
She could feel the blood pumping through her veins and the air rushing in and out of her lungs as she ran through the crowds of pre-Christmas shoppers. She risked a glance over her shoulder and saw that she hadn't lost the agents yet. She spurted onwards, using her feral abilities to try and outrun them. She turned down a side row of shops. She knew the mall like the back of her hand and knew that this way would lead her to the back of the huge building and she could then call for Jesse and Adam to pick her up. But before she got a chance to get back up to speed she smacked into someone. They both flew backwards and landed on the floor hard. Shalimar stood up quickly, trying to get the breath that had been knocked out of her back into her lungs so she could start running again. She looked at the guy she had knocked over and the breath left her body all over again. He was hot, brutally so. Tall, athletic build, dark brown eyes and even darker hair. She shook her head to try and regain her focus. She had to get out of there before the agents were right on top of her.
Brennan looked up at the woman who had knocked him down. He raised his eyebrows as the corner of his mouth lifted into a smirk. She was gorgeous. Her blonde hair framed her face and her chest rose and fell with each breath. He pushed himself off the floor to stand in front of her but she made to skirt round him. He stepped into her path again.
'You're not leaving are you?' he asked.
Shalimar smiled wryly. Of course he was trying to flirt with her, that was all guys ever did with her: flirt and fight. She didn't mind the flirting part but she just wished there were more guys in the world like Jesse. He was nice, and had never attempted to get her into bed which was always appreciated.
'I have to,' she replied as she moved to dodge him the other way. But he sidestepped into her way again. She looked up at him, the anger and urgency building within her.
'Would you please move.'
Brennan looked down at her. She was atleast a head shorter than him but didn't seem to be intimidated in the slightest. In fact she looked positively pissed off already. He raised his eyebrows wanting to see how far he could push his luck but she turned around too quickly for the motion to have full effect. He saw two burly guys running around the corner and then the blonde shot off past him. The first guy past shoved Brennan out of the way and he slammed into the wall. He looked on, curiosity filling his mind before taking off after the group.
I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Have a nice day.
***
Emma looked up as a blonde woman walked into the shop. She had been working since nine that morning and her feet were killing her.
'You okay?' her boss, Charlie asked as she walked by on her way to her office.
'Yeah,' Emma replied. 'Note to self: never wear these shoes to work again.'
Charlie laughed as she carried on. She was prepared to buy Emma as many pairs of comfortable shoes as Emma wanted, providing she carried on working at the store. Sales figures had increased three fold since Emma had been hired. Charlie had no idea how Emma did it but she was one that Charlie wanted to hang on to.
Shalimar looked across at the sales girl behind the counter. Her face looked familiar but Shalimar did shop a lot. She walked through the racks of clothes, occasionally halting in her progress to pick a hanger off a rail, or run her fingers across the material. She made her way to the back of the shop where the shoes were kept. She picked up a pair of boots and sat down to try them on.
'Can I help you?' came a disembodied voice from above. Shalimar looked across the floor to a pair of feet and gradually drew her eyes up till they reached a face. She looked straight into the eyes of the familiar sales girl. Shalimar smiled as she said no. She turned back to the task at hand and Emma walked away, happy that she didn't have to go to the storeroom to find one pair of shoes in amongst the piles of boxes. She would work her magic when it was really required.
Shalimar stood up and looked into the mirror. As she did so she noticed two guys in suits standing at the other end of the shop. They were tall and intimidating...or atleast looked like they were trying to be. They looked completely out of place among the silks and satins and beads and looked away quickly as they noticed her staring at them.
She sat down once more and removed the boots. She replaced them with her own and lifted her hand to her mouth.
'Adam, Jesse,' she said quietly. She didn't want to draw too much attention to herself but, if the two men were who she thought they were she was going to need some kind of backup. She was not prepared to wait until her car was blown up to see if they were GSAgents.
'Yeah,' came Jesse's reply eventually.
'I got two agents on my tail,' she replied.
'They're chasing you?'
'No, but once I leave this shop running they probably will be.'
***
Emma looked at her watch. It was 3.15 and she had plans that night so wanted to get off early. She looked across at the two guys in suits. They weren't the kind of clientele the store usually got but she figured they were buying for their girlfriends. She walked over to the footwear section, wanting to see if the blonde had made a decision about the boots or if she needed a little more convincing.
She walked around the corner and saw the woman crouched on the floor behind a huge rack of coats. Her brow furrowed as she heard the woman whispering something. It sounded like she was having a conversation but there was no one else there.
Shalimar heard Emma walk up behind her but she didn't have the time to turn around and try and explain her actions. She had to work out a way of getting out of the building without the GSAgents seeing her. She had already had enough action that week without having to deal with them again, in the middle of a crowded mall no less.
'Are you okay ma'am?' Emma asked quietly. She wasn't sure what to think of the situation. She might have a crazy person on her hands in which case she really didn't want to get too close, but the feelings she was getting off of her at sporadic intervals were urgent, desperate and slightly scared.
'I think I'll be fine,' Shalimar whispered as she turned around to face Emma. Her eyes held an unspoken warning to the girl not to make any sign that she was there.
The GSAgents, clearly bored with playing the waiting game started moving through the shop, occasionally knocking hangars off racks with their burly frames, not caring about the clatter of the plastic hitting the floor or the mess they were leaving in their wake.
'They're coming,' Emma said as she crouched down beside Shalimar.
'What?' Shalimar replied, her eyebrows raised.
'The people you're hiding from.' Their eyes met and they silently reached an understanding. Without saying a word Emma stood up and walked towards the two men.
'Hi, is there anything I can help you gentlemen with?' she asked in her most polite, sales assistant voice. They looked at her like she was a completely bizarre new breed of person.
On hearing Emma's voice Shalimar crawled around the coats and along the floor till she reached the cash registers. She then stood up and, trying to be as inconspicuous as she could walked out of the shop, wincing everytime her heels clicked on the floor. She reached the entrance to the store and allowed herself to breath a little more freely. She could still hear the redhead yammering away to the uncaring agents, telling them how they absolutely had to have a pair of thigh high boots and how they could team them with a miniskirt and a funky tee shirt and they would be admired by everybody. She could practically picture the looks on their faces as they tried to comprehend why someone would be telling them that kind of stuff.
'Hey,' she heard the girls voice ring out from behind her and knew that the game was up. She heard footsteps and realised the only option she had was running, she certainly didn't want to risk being seen taking down two guys and risking her anonymity.
She took off in the vague direction of the outside world. She didn't want to go back to the car having already given it up for lost. She was not prepared to get blown up just because she couldn't find a quiet place with no other people around in which to beat the two agents to a pulp.
She could feel the blood pumping through her veins and the air rushing in and out of her lungs as she ran through the crowds of pre-Christmas shoppers. She risked a glance over her shoulder and saw that she hadn't lost the agents yet. She spurted onwards, using her feral abilities to try and outrun them. She turned down a side row of shops. She knew the mall like the back of her hand and knew that this way would lead her to the back of the huge building and she could then call for Jesse and Adam to pick her up. But before she got a chance to get back up to speed she smacked into someone. They both flew backwards and landed on the floor hard. Shalimar stood up quickly, trying to get the breath that had been knocked out of her back into her lungs so she could start running again. She looked at the guy she had knocked over and the breath left her body all over again. He was hot, brutally so. Tall, athletic build, dark brown eyes and even darker hair. She shook her head to try and regain her focus. She had to get out of there before the agents were right on top of her.
Brennan looked up at the woman who had knocked him down. He raised his eyebrows as the corner of his mouth lifted into a smirk. She was gorgeous. Her blonde hair framed her face and her chest rose and fell with each breath. He pushed himself off the floor to stand in front of her but she made to skirt round him. He stepped into her path again.
'You're not leaving are you?' he asked.
Shalimar smiled wryly. Of course he was trying to flirt with her, that was all guys ever did with her: flirt and fight. She didn't mind the flirting part but she just wished there were more guys in the world like Jesse. He was nice, and had never attempted to get her into bed which was always appreciated.
'I have to,' she replied as she moved to dodge him the other way. But he sidestepped into her way again. She looked up at him, the anger and urgency building within her.
'Would you please move.'
Brennan looked down at her. She was atleast a head shorter than him but didn't seem to be intimidated in the slightest. In fact she looked positively pissed off already. He raised his eyebrows wanting to see how far he could push his luck but she turned around too quickly for the motion to have full effect. He saw two burly guys running around the corner and then the blonde shot off past him. The first guy past shoved Brennan out of the way and he slammed into the wall. He looked on, curiosity filling his mind before taking off after the group.