Chapter 25 Op and Pop

Note: This is officially my longest fanfiction to date in both words and chapters. Yay me! *pats self on back* Maybe I'll get this finished soon. And yeah...there's more smut.

Barney's

They walked into the Ross residence with Lee's arm wrapped around her shoulders and her arm around his waist. They were both relaxed and Ava had small love marks all over her neck. A few littered Lee's as well. The crew were already there and started cat calling upon their arrival. Barney came out of the kitchen with his usual mug of coffee and raised a brow at the marks littering their necks. He shook his head and took a slug of coffee.

"Something's up?" Ava asked seriously looking around.

A few nodded as they shuffled papers in their laps.

"We're waiting to hear back from a few more sources, but we're planning on going up to New York in a week to bust up their operations," Barney said, "We should know enough to pull it off by then."

Doc lounged in his spot as if he didn't have a care in the world, "Friend of mine from the old days lives up that way. According to what he sent me here, we have our work cut out for us. The drug operations are held in three different buildings littered across the city. That part doesn't concern me. The part that does is this other list. It's just what he'd dug up so far, but at his last count their were twenty three separate areas they were keeping the people they're trafficking."

"They'll be our priority," Barney stated in his no nonsense tone, "We can break up the drug operation later when the heat is off or toss the CIA a lead once we get those people out of there."

"Doc's right," Luna said, "That's a lot of buildings and this is just the preliminary count. Our team isn't big enough for this. From what I got, we're also looking at little boy's. These guys are some fucked up sickos!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Toll sighed heavily, "We're working with the locals aren't we?"

"No," Lee said shaking his head, "Bonaparte said they've bribed some local officers."

"We have to go Federal," Bonaparte said dropping a large package on the closest table, "CIA knows they don't have enough people for this either."

Barney nodded, "Church has agreed to work with a mixed team of FBI, CIA, and Expendables. We've been calling in favors for this one but every single one of them have volunteered when they heard about the children."

"Calling in the retirees Boss?" Smilee asked.

Barney and Bonaparte looked at each and nodded before turning back to the group.

"Hell even I'm dusting off the ole guns," Tool said crossing his arms across his chest, "I got three men who want in. They have a weakness for damsels in distress. They seemed more willing after I told them it was for lil Ross."

"You're going to need equipment," Ava said looking through the top folder on Bonaparte's stack, "I have some connections in most of the armed forces. Let me know what we'll need. I'm owed a few favors as well. Heck one of them goes psycho for this kind of op."

"Call him in now then," Lee suggested, "Get him on the same page."

"Her," Ava said smirking, "She's quite the SEAL."

"Female SEAL?" Caesar asked, "Bout damn time!"

"I'd trust her with my life," Ava said nodding.

"Good for me," Lee said pulling her back into his side to look over her shoulder at the pages she was looking through.

"One of these buildings is high end security," Thorn said, "Swipe cards, passcodes, cameras, and such."

Ava lifted her head to look over at Thorn, "Anything particularly difficult?"

Thorn shook his head, "Don't think so. That gizmo you made to attach to my watch should do just fine for this part. I may need a programmed matrix to bypass the cameras and make them loop."

"Consider it done," Ava said, "Just check crate twelve."

"You would be this awesome wouldn't you?" Thorn asked with a wide smile on his face.

"Speaking of crates...my Candyland needs an upgrade for this," Ava said pointing at a picture in the folder she held.

Thorn walked over to look at what she pointed out before whistling, "That's a pretty solid lock."

"I've cleared enough room for more shelving and equipment," Ava said looking up at her dad, "You give that list to Tool?"

"I got you covered dollface," Tool said, "Came awhile ago and is all boxed up at my place yet. Figured when you had room I'm start bringing it over."

"Okay," she nodded, "So tomorrow it's overhaul time. I want it all brought over if possible."

Barney nodded, "I want the same guys who got the shelves before to go this time with whatever list she has. The rest of you will bring over the equipment from Tool's and once we've got her set up we can check over the armory. Going to need a rush order of whatever we're missing."

They all nodded.

"We do have one problem," Luna said making them all stiffen and turn to her, "No one seems to know where the prick is. We'll need to get some kind of surveillance on him. I'd also like to volunteer to stay behind with Ava. I don't think it's a good time to leave her alone."

"Agreed," Lee and Barney said at the same time.

"I'm not comfortable leaving her with only a security system when no one will be close enough to answer the call for help," Barney said.

"I'd be happier with that solution as well," Ava said, "The moves you guys have been teaching me won't help against a gun."

"Oh he won't use a gun on you," Bonaparte stated confusing everyone, "Look in the green folder later. He's obsessed with you. He wants to get his hands on you. I think we might be able to lead him into some trap if we use some bait. Plant evidence that you've been somewhere. A place we can take him down with no questions asked."

Lee nodded, "Keeps her safe and eliminates the threat."

"Exactly," Bonaparte said.

"You're awfully quiet over there Galgo," Doc pointed out.

Galago sat thoughtfully with his arm wrapped around Sarah's waist.

"I'd like to know where he is now," Galgo stated, "He's not only after Ava he's after Sarah too. Logically they'd be in the same place. You'd have to plant evidence of her there as well. But not knowing where he is now. Where does that leave us? We can't play him if we can't find him."

"Probably on some errand for daddy dearest," Gunnar said lowly.

"I don't think we should make any assumptions," Yang said as he leaned against a wall, "Anytime we do it gets us in trouble. We find him and throw a tracker on him."

Barney nodded, "Thanks to Ava we got a lot of those."

Ava beamed over at her dad.

"I think we call it a night and read through these as fast as possible tomorrow after we get Ava setup," Bonaparte said, "I looked you up a bit more. You were the golden child of your former boss. I look forward to seeing what you come up with."

Ava smirked at the challenge.

Next Morning

Everyone was up and over at the Ross residence early the next morning. Half of them had trucks loaded with crates and boxes from Tool's. Ava had stayed up late to clear another section of the room for her shelves and make lists. She was a little tired this morning, but Lee kept bringing her the perfectly temped tea she loved. A kiss to her forehead or a peck on the cheek each time followed before he was directed where to help out. She would happily admit to Sarah she was turned on watching Lee run around without a shirt as he assembled shelves and attached rolling ladders to the sides of them. Sarah, however, was too busy watching Galgo with lustful eyes.

The heavy duty shelving was riveted into the floor and attached to the wall. Ava's tiredness seemed to disappear as they started bringing in crates. They could only fit in a few at a time before they had to crack them open. Watching big, burly men try to read directions in confusion made her cackle maniacally. They looked at her a bit nervously. Relief soon crossed their faces as she directed them how to put them together. Certain machines worked better under certain settings. She simply took the manuals and pitched them in the burn me pile that Caesar would take home for his outdoor barbeque grill. She heard it was pretty impressive.

After one piece of equipment was pushed into the place she wanted it, another crate was brought in. She was left with three crates still sitting in the main room and nowhere to put them. She shooed the men out to do their reading and planning while she started digging through the pile. Her mission this time was to find stuff that was not salvageable and toss it in an empty crate in the hangar until she could scalp it for parts. She informed her father not to throw said crate and contents away under penalty of no breakfast for a month. Poor Barney and Lee looked genuinely scared and pathetic as they nodded to agree they wouldn't touch her spare parts bin. She was already dressed in her work overalls, this time a calming green with 'patches' of dark blue all over them. Her hair was back in her classic braid and her hand tools filled her pockets. She pecked away at a few keys on the computer and rock blared through the room. She wiggled and swayed as she worked, slowly accumulating grease, dirt, gunk, and other grime on her overalls. A few smudges of something was on one of her cheeks and her smile was wide as she hummed.

Lee brought her a plate for lunch which she consumed like a starving man on an island. She kissed him quick before handing him back the plate and getting back to work. He chuckled and shook his head as he dropped it off in the kitchen, returned to the main room, and started reading through folders again.

Ava didn't realize that time passed by so quickly as she hauled, heaved, discarded, and tore apart her precious Candyland. One crate of scrap became three very quickly. When she finally looked up and blinked her eyes hard she realized she'd cleared the room of almost a third of the pile it had once had. Her former tables, along with the new ones, were lined nicely down the middle of the room in rows until a large gap occurred. This gap had formerly been apart of the pile she'd been working on. Some tables had electrical equipment, some had mechanical, and there were even a few old plane parts that she thought she could fix and set aside for her father.

Every table was covered save the large one with Thorn and her computers. She noticed the plate with a sandwich on it near the computers and smiled. She washed her hands in the small sink hidden in the corner and ate it with gusto. She set the plate back down and turned to look at the room as a whole. The pile left was about half of the room, but she had plenty of space and projects to keep her busy for awhile. The piece that had caught her attention the most was sitting in the middle of her 'current projects' table. She ran her hands along the paneling and found where it popped open. The small piece looked like she could adapt it to her watch like she had for Thorn. This tho she could fill with tiny doodads that could help protect her. Maybe a hidden knife and a taser.

She pried the panel off just as arms wrapped around her waist and she felt a weight lean against her back.

"Almost done for the morning love?" Lee asked lowly.

"Morning?" she asked confused.

"It's almost two in the morning," he said.

She made a silent 'o' with her mouth before turning around to face him.

"All the guys go home then?"

"Yes, even Barney headed to bed."

"Oh reeeally?" she asked smirking as she stepped on her tippy toes to give him a big kiss.

"Really."

She popped away to wash her hands and walked back over to him. She grabbed a fistful of his shirt and drug him over to her cleanest and clearest work table. She leaned back against it.

"I've always wanted to make love in my workroom, never had the chance to do that," she murmured into his mouth before claiming his lips.

He kissed back as he unbuttoned the two clasps at her shoulders. The overalls were a bit baggy on her and dropped instantly with the weight of her tools. He sucked in a breath when he realized she wasn't wearing any panties. She hopped up on the table and used her legs to bring him closer to her. He ran his hands under her blue shirt and quickly unclasped her bra before moving it down and out of his way. He pulled her shirt up enough to claim a nipple with his mouth dragging a throaty moan from her throat. She fumbled with his jean's button and then quickly unzipped him before reaching in. She smiled at the feel of silk boxers and rubbed her hand against his quickly growing bulge. He groaned into her breast before switching to the other one. She snuck her hand into his boxers to fully grasp his length. She stroked him up and down making him shiver a bit.

He pulled back and shook his head, "This isn't going to be a quick one love."

He pulled off her shirt and then removed his own. He pulled her to the edge of the table before pushing her down to lay flat on it. He spread her legs and teased with his finger. He gently slid it along her slit making her whine in need. He smirked while he pushed a finger into her making her close her eyes and hum her next moan. He added a second digit and started working her gently. He used his other hand to keep her still on the table. A third finger was added and she let go a throaty moan.

"Thats it love," he whispered loudly as he watched her writhe, "I want to drag this out. You've been working so hard today. You need to let go for awhile."

He sped up his strokes and she started to buck against his hand. He continued to work her while her breath sped up making her bare chest jiggle before him. He moved the hand holding her down to a breast and started to pinch and knead it. She bucked harder and whimpered.

"Cum for me Darlin," he begged quietly before kneeling on the floor in front of her.

His mouth was soon sucking on her clit as his fingers pumped making her buck harder. He had to hold her down again while he continued to attack his goal relentlessly. She tried reaching for him and ended up knocking a few things off the table. Thankfully one of the rubber mats on the floor softened the sounds of them when they landed.

She quivered, "Leeeeee."

She was finally able to grasp his shoulder and clung to him, "Leeeeee."

Soon her back arched and her eyes rolled into the back of her head while he lapped at her essence. He inhaled deeply before finally standing. His weeping cock was jutting out, just waiting to be used. He pushed his jeans down a bit to get them out of the way. He lined himself up and thrust into her a bit at a time. Her lower lips were glistening and slightly puffy from his attention. He smirked proudly that his woman had been satisfied first before plunging in to full hilt.

He let out a long groan before stilling and letting her adjust. He threw her legs over his shoulders and pulled her even closer to the edge of the table. She gasped loudly and tried to grasp something. His hands came around the back of her shoulders to grip them firmly.

"How you feeling love?"

"Perfect," she purred, "Even better if you move."

"Why?" he teased, "Did you want me to leave?"

"No," she growled, "I want you to move that impressive cock of yours in and out of my pussy until we both cum again."

"What a dirty mouth," he groaned as he started pumping into her, "Say something else."

"Mhhhh!" she moaned loudly, "What, what do you want me to say?"

"I want to know just how dirty your mouth can get."

"I thought I did pretty good there," she whined.

He slammed into her making her back arch again, "I think you can do better."

He claimed a breast with his mouth as she tried to find any words to string together in her brain.

"I love it when you fuck me," she moaned out, "You're the biggest I've had but you fit me perfectly. Just the right amount of pain and pleasure."

"Mhhh," he groaned, "More."

"I love how deep you get when you pound my pussy."

"You want me to pound you?"

"Mhhh, yes. Think I want you to bend me over the table tho."

He smirked, "You liked it when I took you that way?"

"Yeees."

He let her legs down and whipped her around. Her breasts pressed into the warmed up steel table and he plunged into her again. He started slamming in making his balls slap against her clit again. She gripped the edges of the table and let out a loud, pleased mewl.

"Ooooh yes Lee baby," she moaned out breathily.

"This what you wanted love?"

"Yeeees baby."

"Mhhh," he groaned out as he felt the telltale sign of his balls tightening, "I'm going to spill inside of you love. Do you want that?"

"Yes baby," she said needily, "I'll cum with you just don't stop."

He pounded on that little button inside of her until he felt her clamp tightly around him. He jerked a few times as strings of his cum poured into her dripping hole.

He didn't remove himself from her. He stayed bent over her as they both struggled to catch their breath.

"So," she huffed out, "We both like it when the other talks dirty."

He chuckled huskily, "I love knowing what I do to you. I hope you don't just like me for my accent."

She giggled, "I think I love you for a lot more reasons than your accent. Tho its what attracted me to you in the first place. That night I met you all at the bar."

"Really?" he asked curiously as he slowly pulled out of her.

"Yep," she said popping the p.

She drug her overalls up and clasped them. She started pulling tools out of the pockets and setting them on the table.

"I think we both need a shower," she said smiling up at him before dragging him from the room.

Thankfully she had her own bathroom.