A/N: This pains me to say that it is the last chapter, the time has come where I am at Goodbye To Camelot and we all know where that road leads. Thanks for reading I hope you enjoy this last one. I am also adding extra words in place just to get the feeling of the story and how I wanted it to go. Also a lost sex scene cause I think that should have happened. I would like to thank Kaela from for having the last dialogue between them up.
She couldn't see anything, smoke surrounded her and she couldn't escape, she was trapped, a doorframe, a desk she didn't know what she had on top of her, it was heavy. She was ready to die, never afraid.
The big man upstairs had other plans for her though allowing Monroe to help rescue her to get out of a place that was suffocating her for so long.
It was early morning now, she was tired and wanted nothing to be home away from all of this with one person's arms around her, like that would ever happen anytime soon, their was so much to do. She listened to them drone on about how Swersky telling them to let the higher ups deal with this, it wasn't there call yada yada yada, she'd heard this bullshit before. Her mind was on autopilot and her answers to some questions revealed that but her mind went onto full pilot when she saw him walking away. This was her chance to be alone with him.
"Bosco" after what Yokas, Mitchell whatever the hell she was calling herself now did why would she still want him to talk to her. It wasn't up to her anymore.
"I'll talk to him" this was her chance to feel safe in his arms and she wasn't going to let slip through the cracks
"You?" is it really that shocking for her to be going after Bosco; it was if you didn't know, they were sleeping together again. Which. She. Did. So why was Faith surprised that she was going after him. She must of thought that they were only sleeping together again. Not talking, man did she have another thing coming.
"You 2 aren't exactly friends right?" Foes was more like it but it was not really any of her business.
Dammit! Why did he have to go here, why couldn't he have gone to somewhere, where there wasn't a dozen cops standing around going through the rubble. She had to put on a show, so they would know nothing was going on.
"Hey! Your eyes all messed up?" It was a touchy subject with him but she need to get him riled, the worse it got the better
"What?" why the hell was she asking about my eyes when she knew the truth, he glanced around and spotted the dozen or so cops, a game he could play, the ball is in your court Ritza.
"You havin' trouble seein'?" what to say to this? Hmm he knew the best thing to get the cops attentions.
"Get away from me" so he caught on, more and more of the cops were paying attention to them so they need to go out with a bang.
"No if you're gonna do this for me, I gotta know the truth" fuck him she needed him in more ways than one
"If I'm gonna do what with you?" so he actually thought she was going to sit back and let the big guns do it. Not a chance
"I might be able to find Marcel Hollis. He's gonna be heavily armed" he'd had enough of this he almost lost her and needed to hold her.
"Let's go" but of course the wheels were still turning in her head, she wasn't done, the big bang.
"Can...You...SEE?" this was it the big bang?
"Yeah" so she needed him too, he could see it in her eyes
"Come with me" he was soo close she could almost feel his breath on her neck.
The drive over was silent a little weird but neither knew how to bring it up that they needed the other.
She needed him now; she fought with the keys to her apartment
"He's in your apartment?" ok why the hell where they here?
"No but we are" he didn't have time to reply, think or even breathe as her lips crushed his. Her hands flying everywhere, her pulling him to her. She needed to touch him skin to skin. She wanted to tear his clothes off of him but refrained and hastily removed them along with hers; she wanted to remember the feel of him the taste of him, in case she didn't make it. He would find the letter in time she was sure of it but that was a little ways off, right now all she wanted to focus on is him touching her, filling her. His hands always knew the right places to touch to excite her, make her crave more. He squeezed her hardening nipples until they were hard pebbles, once he stopped they craved for his attention, she didn't care how as long as he touched them. She ached for him; she could feel the wetness between her legs. She wanted him to know how much he was affecting her, she pushed him onto the bed and crawled atop of him, her legs on either side of his hips, she rubbed back and forth against his hard spot. He moaned and did exactly what she wanted him to do, he took her breast into his mouth, tasting, sucking, teasing and biting her nipples so much that she couldn't take much more, she needed release. She bent down low enough for her mouth to rest upon his chest and do things to him that he was doing to her. She sucked on his nipple then bite and then sucked some more as his breathing began to shallow and quicken. Enough of foreplay, he guided her down on his shaft slowly not wanting to explode before it was over, the pressure killing him even more. She began to rock, starting the climbing of the climax. He took her head in both of his hands and forced him to look at her.
"Don't ever do that to me again, you scared me half to death"
Her rocking began faster, quicker, more mind blowing
"I wont" he forced her face to his now in a soul searching kiss, neither couldgo on much longer.
Both cried I love you as they went over the edge into pure happiness.
"I'm not that person, Bosco." Both now fully dressed again, she was walking over to a big silver case with big lock on it.
"What?" he wasn't sure he had heard her right
She opens the big case with a key on her key chain and she starts to look through it pulling out the little weapons making it easier to find her target.
"Talk-first person...it's a weakness...no-one respects weakness...even tried religion. Can you believe that? Lighting all those candles Crazy."
"Not really, I can't. Uh, where did all this come from?" he said finally realizing that its weapons she's pulling out.
"Been on the street 13 years, you never caught any weapons?" she knew he had
"I turned them all in." like a good cop was supposed to.
"I didn't." "He wanted one last phone call last night so I had it traced, to an auto-repair shop on 108th and west end." She more contacts than a phonebook did.
"Think that's where he is?" Stupid question he knew but what else was he supposed to ask.
"Let's go and find out." She kisses him before they leave. And set in motion what could be the last moments of her life.
She comes to a stop a few cars down from the Auto shop, turning the engine off looking to see if they notice her. They haven't, not yet. Small talk was all she had left she didn't want them to confess their undying love it would only make it harder for her to do what she had to do.
"This is it. Marcel Hollis thinks that the only thing keeping street gangs from ruining New York is organization. Says if they all got together they'd outnumber us."
"Jag-off." He had a cute face when he said those two words
"Yeah, except he's right. I mean, we do a full-on assault on that building cops are gonna die. Look at them, they're ready for that, not expecting one person."
"One?" he didn't like the sound of that
"Yeah, you got a cell phone?" she watched him grab it last night
"Yeah."
"What I want you to do is...is watch for the right time and then call for back-up." She so wanted to tell him what she had planned but it was better if he didn't.
"You're goin' in there by yourself?" If he'd known about this from the beginning he'd never have agreed to go with her.
"Yeah, I got a relationship with him. I'm gonna try and talk him out. She takes gun out and puts it on dashboard her eyes never leaving the piece of paper she had attached to it, so small you could barely see it but you could.
"No..I got my own gun"
"Yeah, but they're gonna search me." He hadn't thought of that
"How am I gonna know when you're ready?" there was no way of talking her out of it, not now
"You'll know" she hesitantly opens the door, wishing he'd call her back. He grabbed her arm, causing her to stop
"Hold on, hold on, are you sure?"
"There's no-one I'd rather have backing me up." Those nine words said so much more than anything anyone could have said about trust, honor, respect, understanding and lastly love.
She gently kisses him and the before she changes her mind she gets out of the car to walk to her doom.
The more he waited the more the nervous he became, what sign was he waiting for? Had she already given it? No he would know when she gave it. He just wished he knew what the hell that was supposed to be. He got his answer as the smoke and flames shot out. His jaw dropped in amazement, not believing that was her sign. No it couldn't be she wasn't.. No she wasn't. It took him a moment to realize the folded up paper lying under her gun. He didn't know what it was but he grabbed it so violently the gun fell to the seat beside him.
He opened the paper fearing what was written inside of it. Four words were written in her bubbly writing, four words that would change his world forever.
Come and get me.
A/N: Hahaha. I love deception.
