A/N: Okay I'm really sorry this is still part of chapter 10 and I didn't realize it got cut off. It's not long but hopefully it's a good little bit.
My head went from Tank to Ranger. I felt crushed. I know my eyes were wide and filled with tears I wouldn't shed.
"You lied to me?" I hated how my voice sounded small and wounded.
"Babe, no. Never." He looked worried. Was he worried I was mad? Does he feel bad that it hurt me so much to know that he lied? He lied. Just like Dickie did. Just like Joe does now.
For a second time tonight I snapped. Ranger must have seen the fire in my eyes because he was backing away slowly. That's when I realized I was advancing towards him.
"You lying, secret keeping bastard! I want to go home, now!" I was spitting mad. Then it hit me like a fright train, Mac.
"What did you do with Ma… Marco?" I hurried to correct myself. He mistook it for fear and for some reason he flinched. As soon as he flinched his cold hard mask fell into place.
"Mr. Christor is perfectly fine." He gritted out.
"He should be coming to join us any second." Cal said sober.
Tank started to get up of the floor using the wall for support and I felt a little bad. I went over and took his arm to help him up.
"Tank I'm sorry. I mean I've broken your leg and you still help me. I guess I just freaked out about getting stunned. Its not like I've never been stunned before." Okay, so I was babbling a bit.
"Its okay really. You have one hell of a knee though." He gave me a smile that was more of a grimace. I looked towards Ranger to apologize for freaking out when I saw Mac behind him.
"Marco!" I ran towards him.
"Hey sugar plum," He picked me up and spun me in a quick circle. "I love what your wearing." He looked me up and down. I blushed and tried to pull the shirt down.
"Umm… could I get some clothes?" I turned and asked Ranger. He didn't look all that happy.
"In the top dresser drawer." He pointed to a dresser in the room I came out of.
"Thanks." I rushed into the room and closed the door. I opened the drawer to find jeans, shirts, bras and underwear. To my surprise it was all my size, but you know this is batman's hideout… or was it the bat cave? I took a deep breath and tried not to hyperventilate. Okay, it can't be the bat cave because Mac is here.
"Are you okay in there sugar?" Mac's voice floated through the door.
"Yeah, give me a second." I threw on the clothes and stared at what lay in the bottom of the drawer. My gun. I smacked my head with the palm of my hand. I was such an idiot. I left the room without looking for clothes, a weapon or anything.
"I'm guessing that smack was her finding the gun. I'm only happy she didn't find it before she kneed Tank." Cal's voice traveled though the door.