Lyrics belong to Papa Roach "Not Listening"

: Cause You gotta be bigger, and be faster, and be stronger
if your gonna survive any longer
in this lifetime it better be the right time
the first time might be your last time
am I a failure if I got nothing to lose
No, I'm not a failure, I've got something to prove:

Amy's POV

"Oh shit," Asha stood from the monitor, turning to the door just as I saw the handle start to turn. Katia stood next to her, both poised to fight, Katia drew her gun. The door opened and Lucy stepped in, gun drawn.

"Put down the gun Diamond," Katia ordered.

"I don't think so," Lucy answered, keeping her gun trained on Katia.

"Fine," Katia shrugged, swinging her gun to point it at me, tied to the chair, and unable to do much. I figured if she shot I would do my best to throw the chair over. "Now, put down the gun."

"Hey, how's Michal doing?" Lucy asked casually. Katia faltered for a moment, narrowing her eyes.

"Asha, bring up Michal." Asha hit a few buttons and brought up Michal's room.

"Uh, Katia," she motioned to the empty bed. Katia practically jumped across the room, slamming the barrel of her gun against Lucy's temple. Lucy didn't flinch.

"Where is he," Katia yelled in her face.

"With the other Deb's. Give me your gun, and go turn yourself in."

"Fuck you," Katia growled.

"You want your son back, and the rest of this doesn't concern you."

"The weapon order concerns me."

"What concerns you more, the weapons, or never seeing your son again?" Katia hesitated again, indecision in her eyes.

"Katia if they arrest you, you won't see him anyway," Asha tried to get her attention.

"The government can be very good about letting the children see their parents," I explained, Katia's eyes flicked to me. "If you are cooperative, and have a good lawyer you can get placed in a family jail. Michal will spend the week with a foster family and his weekends with you in prison."

"And the Slovakian government?" Katia asked, gaze flicking between Lucy and me.

"Katia don't be stupid!" Asha was yelled, drawing her own gun, but not seeming to know who to point it at.

"They have no proof for anything, that's why they called in us. And this weapon deal is all on US soil, you will be tried and put away here," I explained.

"And I can see Michal?"

"Yes," I nodded. There was a long silent, tense moment, everyone watching everyone for the next move. Finally Katia lowered her gun.

"Get her gun, and any others in the room." Lucy motioned to Asha. Katia quickly lifted her gun turning on Asha.

"Kat," Asha whined, now aiming her gun at Katia.

"I'm sorry; Michal is the one who matters."

"Don't make me, Katia," Asha warned. As this argument continued, Lucy was slowly moving towards me, keeping her gun trained on the other two. When she reached me she fumbled with the cords, blindly untying them one handed. With in seconds I was free. I stood; wanting nothing more than to cling to Lucy and thank god for bringing her to me again, but I knew now wasn't the time.

"The gun Asha," Katia spoke calmly.

"Fuck off," Asha squeezed the trigger. Lucy shot at the same time, bullet crashing into the floor at Asha's feet. Asha jumped back a little bit making her shot off just enough to miss Katia. I jumped forward, grabbing her gun arm, twisting and squeezing to make her let go. My leg was screaming in pain, but I kept the pressure on, she squeezed out two shots into the floor before finally letting go. I shoved her backwards.

"Thanks," Lucy took Katia's gun, handing it to me. "Take her down to the others."

"I want to talk to my son," Katia glared at Lucy, who nodded, keeping her gun trained on Asha she pulled her cell out, quickly dialing.

"Scud? How things?" Lucy asked. "Yeah? Good. Katia wants to talk to Michal," Lucy handed the phone over to Katia.

"Michal? Yes I'm coming." She handed the phone back to Lucy. In that second of distraction, when Lucy was turned from Asha she attacked, jumping at her arm and sending the gun flying.

"Go!" Lucy screamed as Asha tackled her. I motioned Katia forward and she left without another glance back at her partner.

Katia led the way quietly back through the stairs, down to the first level. She didn't speak and she didn't try anything funny. We exited the building into the moonlight to see the others waiting by the car.

"Amy," Janet called excitedly, running to me and taking one of the guns. "We thought you were going to get killed."

"We thought we all were," Dominique added from the car.

"Well she could have been sleeping with them," Scud threw out there. We all stared at him. "What? She has a record of that," he shrugged.

"Scud," Max shook her head, pulling me into a quick tight hug as Dominique and Janet cuffed Katia and put her in the backseat of the car with Michal.

"You're leg," Janet sounded worried, kneeling to take a look at the blood covered bandage.

"I'm okay," I assured them.

"Where are Lucy and Asha?" Max asked.

"Still up there," I glanced back at the building; I could see the room we had come from, but no sign of either woman.

"Should we help?" Janet asked, staring up at the room.

"I think this is one she needs to finish alone," Scud assured her, stepping behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. We all watched the room.

Lucy's POV

"Go!" I screamed to Amy, not wanting her in the middle of this. Asha was on top of me, reaching more my gun a few feet past us. I flipped us both over so I came out on top. This put her hand closer to the gun though, and she wrapped around it quickly. Before she could get it up I slammed the heal of my hand into her wrist, her hand spasmed, dropping the gun, which I knocked away.

"Bitch," Asha brought her fist to the side of my head, knocking me off balance and causing me to see stars. She flipped over under me and started to crawl for the fun. I clung to the top of her, pulling myself up to wrap an arm around her throat, cutting off her air, she tried to keep moving, I squeezed tighter. She slammed her head back into my face, I pulled back enough to avoid a broken nose, but it still hurt like hell.

"Fuck this," I let go of her throat and pulled myself up and over her head as she coughed getting back her breath, I reached the gun and quickly emptied the round, hurling the gun at the window, glass shattered and it flew out into the night. I dropped the bullets turning to face Asha who was standing, catching her breath, glaring at me.

"That was low, with the kid Lucy."

"Thought you might be proud," I shrugged. "I thought it matched you taking my girlfriend perfect."

"Boy was she a fun little ride," Asha leered.

"Cut the shit Asha, she didn't let you touch her," Asha's smile faltered just enough to let me know I was right.

"You are such a self righteous bitch," Asha launched at me, I sidestepped, but not enough and she caught my shoulder, throwing us both to the ground. Glass crunched underneath us, I had her wrists, but she was struggling wildly to get free. Somehow she kneed me in the chin, I dropped her wrists for a nanosecond and she was free, reaching for a piece of glass, she brought it down to my chest, but a twisted, only letting her graze my arm and sending her tumbling to the floor.

I got up quick landing a hard kick in her stomach, but she caught my foot pulling me to the ground again. I kicked her wrist, and the makeshift weapon went flying. My other foot cracked her across the floor, giving me time to scramble away and up, she stood too, and we circled warily.

"I forgot you never give up," I nodded.

"Not till I get what I want," she agreed, wiping blood from her mouth.

"You're not getting that this time."

"Don't be so sure." She sprinted to my left, opening the desk drawer and pulling out a gun. She turned it to me, but I was ready, kicking it out of her hands. Instead of attacking me she turned, running through the door into the connecting room and slamming it behind her, I followed; trying the handle and finding it locked. I knew only one thing could be in that room, I spotted her discarded gun, and grabbing it shot out the lock.

Amy's POV

I jumped when the shot went off, one quick one. I waited nervously for some sign Lucy was alright. None came. I glanced at the others who all stood quiet for a moment, waiting for someone to decide what we should do. Scud shrugged when I looked at him.

"Still think she wants to do this alone?" Max asked wryly.

"Maybe not so much," Scud nodded.

"Let's go," Max ordered, everyone started running off to the factory while I limped behind, trying to keep up. Scud glanced over his shoulder to see me struggling, he jogged back to me, turning around back to me, half bent over.

"Get on," he said.

"What?" I asked.

"Piggyback."

"No," I tried to shove him away, blushing.

"If not she'll either be dead, or the action will be over before we get there," he pointed out.

"Fine," I sighed using my good leg to half hop onto his back. He shimmied me up the rest of the way, trying to jiggle my hurt leg as little as possible. Once I was on he started off at a jog toward the building.

"Some cavalry we are," I mumbled, he only laughed.

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